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The duke being at the Rose*, within the parish
heirs, (Tell you the duke) shall prosper: bid hin stride To gain the love of the commonalty; the duke Shall govern England. Q. Kath.
If I know you well, You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office On the complaint o' the tenants: Take good heed, You charge not in your spleen a noble person, And spoil your nobler soul! I say, take heed; Yes, heartily beseech you. K. Hen.
Let him on: Go forward.
Suro. On my soul, I'll speak but truth. I told my lord the duke, By the devil's illusions The monk might be deceiv'd; and that 'twas dang'?
ous for him, To ruminate on this so far, until It forg'd him some design, which, being believ'd, It was much like to do: He answer'd, Tush! It can do me no damage: adding further, That, had the king in his last sickness fail'd,
* Now Merchant-Taylor's School.
The cardinal's and sir Thomas Lovell's heads
Ha! what, so rank? Ah, ha! There's mischief in this man:- Canst thou say fur.
ther? Suro. I can, my liege. K. Hen.
Being at Greenwich, After your highness bad reprov'd the duke About sir William Blomer, K. Hen.
I remember, Of such a time:---Being my servant sworn, The duke retain'd him his. -But on; What hence? Sury. If, quoth he, I for this had been como
A giant traitor! Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in free
dom, And this man out of prison ? Q. Kath.
God mend all! K. Hen. There's something more would out of
thee; What say'st? Suro. After the duke his father, - with the
knife,He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his dagger, Another spread on his breast, mounting his eyes, He did discharge a horrible oath ; whose tenour Was-Were he evil us'd, he would out-go His father, by as much as a performance Does an irresolute purpose. K. Hen.
There's his period, To sheath his knife in us. He is attach'd ; Call him to present trial :'if he may
Find mercy in the law, 'tis his; if none,
A room in the Palace.
Enter the Lord Chamberlain, and Lord Sands.
Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should
juggle Men into such strange mysteries ? Sands.
New customs, Though they be never so ridiculous, Nay, let them be unmanly, yet are follow'd.
Cham. As far as I see, all the good our English
one would take it,
Death! my lord,
now? What news, sir Thomas Lovell ?
Enter Sir Thornas Lovell.
'Faith, my lord,
+ Disease incident to horses.
I hear of none, but the new proclamation
What is't for? Lov. The reformation of our travell'd gallants, That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors. Cham. I am glad, 'tis there; now I would pray
They must either
What a loss our ladies
going; (For, sure, there's no converting of them); now An houest country lord, as I am, beaten A long time out of play, may bring his plain-song, And have an hour of hearing; and, by'r-lady, Held current musick too.
* A palace at Paris.
+ With authority.
Well said, lord Sands;
No, my lord;
To the cardinal's;
0, 'tis true:
No doubt, he's noble; He had a black mouth, that said other of him. Sands. He may, my lord, he has wherewithal; in
him, Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine: Men of his way should be most liberal, They are set here for examples. Cham.
True, they are so; But few now give so great ones. My barge stays* ; Your lordship shall along :-Come, good sir Thomas, We shall be late else: which I would not be, For I was spoke to, with sir Henry Guildford, This night to be comptrollers. Sands.
I am your lordship's.
• The speaker is at Bridewell, and the cardinal's house was at Whitehall.