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In their embracement, as they grew together; Which had they, what four thron'd ones could have
All the whole time
Then you lost
leng'd The noble spirits to arms, they did perform Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous
O, you go far.
Sir Bevis, an old romance.
In honour lionesty, the tract of every thing
Who did guide,
Nor. One, certes*, that promises no elementt
I pray you, who, my lord ? Nor. All this was order'd by the good discretion Of the right reverend cardinal of York.
Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pie is free'd From his ambitious finger. What had he To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder, That such a keech can with his very bulk Take up the rays o' the beneficial sun, And keep it from the earth. Nor.
Surely, sir, There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends : For, being not propp'd by ancestry (whose grace Chalks successors their way), nor call'd upon For high feats done to the crown; neither allied To eminent assistants, but, spider-like, Out of his self.drawing web, he gives us note, The force of his own merit makes his way; A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys A place next to the king.' Aber.
I cannot tell What heaven hath given him, let some graver eye Pierce into that; but I can see his pride Peep through each part of him: Whence has he that? If not from hell, the devil is a niggard ; Or has given all before, and he begins A new hell in himself,
- -- -
Why the devil,
. I do know
Grievingly I think,
Which is budded out;
Is it therefore
Why, all this business
+ Sets down in his letter without consulting the council,
'Like it your grace, The state takes notice of the private difference Betwixt you and the cardinal. I advise you, (And take it from a heart that wishes towards you Honour and plenteous safety), that you read The cardinal's malice and his potency Together: to consider further, that . What his high hatred would effect, wants not A minister in his power: You know his nature, That he's revengeful ; and I know, his sword Hath a sharp edge: it's long, and, it may be said, It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend, Thither he darts it. Bosoni up my counsel, You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that
rock, That I advise your shunning.
Enter Cardinal Wolsey (the purse borne before
him), certain of the guard, and two Secretaries with papers. The Cardinal in his passage fireth his eye on Buckingham, and Buckiugham on him, both full of disdain.
Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor, ha? Where's his examination ? 1 Secr.
Here, so please you. Wol. Is he in person ready? 1 Secr.
Ay, please your grace. Wol. Well, we shall then know more; and Buck
ingham Shall lessen this big look.
(Ereunt Wolsey, and train. Buck. This butcher's cur* is venom-mouth'd,
and I Have pot the power to muzzle him ; therefore, best Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book Out-worths a nobie's blood. Nor.
What, are you chaf’d?
* Wolsey was the son of a butcher.
Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance only,
I read in his looks
Stay, my lord,
I'll to the king;
Sir, I am thankful to you; and I'll go along By your prescription :--but this top proud fellow, (Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but From sincere motions), by intelligence, And proofs as clear as founts in Júly, when We see each grain of gravel, I do know To be corrupt and treasonous.