ACT I. SCENE I. London. An Ante-chamber in the Palace. Enter the Duke of NORFOLK, at one door; at the other, the Duke of BUCKINGHAM, and the Lord ABERGAVENNY. Buck. Good morrow, and well met. How have you done, Since last we saw in France? Nor. I thank your grace, Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer Of what I saw there. Buck. An untimely ague Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when Nor. 'Twixt Guynes and Arde: I was then présent, saw them salute on horseback; Beheld them, when they lighted, how they clung Which had they, what four thron'd ones could have weigh'd Buck. All the whole time Then you lost I was my chamber's prisoner. Nor. The view of earthly glory: men might say, Was cried incomparable; and the ensuing night Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous story, Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect Order gave each thing view; the office did Buck. Who did guide, I mean, who set the body and the limbs Of this great sport together, as you guess? Buck. 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 freed 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. Surely, Sir, Nor. Chalks successors their way, nor call'd upon 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? Or has given all before, and he begins Buck. Why the devil, Upon this French going-out, took he upon him, Aber. I do know Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have Buck. O! many Have broke their backs, with laying manors on them For this great journey. What did this vanity, But minister communication of A most poor issue? Nor. Grievingly I think, The peace between the French and us not values Buck. Every man, After the hideous storm that follow'd, was A thing inspir'd; and, not consulting, broke The sudden breach on 't. Nor. Which is budded out; For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath attach'd Aber. Th' ambassador is silenc'd? Nor. Is it therefore Marry, is 't. Aber. A proper title of a peace, and purchas'd The state takes notice of the private difference What his high hatred would effect wants not It reaches far; and where 't will not extend, Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel; You'll find it wholesome. Lo! where comes that rock, Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, (the Purse borne before him,) certain of the Guard, and two Secretaries with Papers. The Cardinal in his passage fixeth his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM 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 Buckingham Shall lessen this big look. [Exeunt WOLSEY, and Train. Buck. This butcher's cur is venom-mouth'd, and I Nor. What! are you chaf'd? Ask God for temperance; that's th' appliance only, Buck. I read in 's looks Matter against me; and his eye revil'd Me, as his abject object: at this instant He bores me with some trick. He's gone t' the king: Nor. As you would to your friend. Buck. I'll to the king; And from a mouth of honour quite cry down This Ipswich fellow's insolence, or proclaim Nor. More stronger to direct you than yourself, 207 |