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Wise Huntley fears the threatning. Bless the lady
From such a ruin !

Craw. How the council privy
.Of this young Phaeton do screw their faces
Into a gravity, their trades, good people,
Were never guilty of the meanest of them
Dreams of at least an office in the state.

Dal. Sure not the hangman's, 't is bespoke already For service to their rogueships, --silence!

Enter King JAMES and HUNTLEY.
K. Ja. Do not
Argue against our will: we have descended
Somewhat (as we may term it) too familiarly
From justice of our birthright, to examine
The force of your allegiance,-sir, we have;-
But find it short of duty !

Hunt. Break my heart,
Do, do, king! Have my services, my loyalty
(Heaven knows untainted ever) drawn upon me
Contempt now in mine age, when I but wanted
A minute of a peace not to be troubled,
My last, my long one? Let me be a dotard,
A bedlam, a poor sot, or what you please
To have me, so you will not stain your blood,
Your own blood, royal sir, though mix'd with mine,
By marriage of this girl' to a straggler!-
Take, take my head, sir; while my tongue can wag,
It cannot name him other.

K. Ja. Kings are counterfeits In your repute, grave oracle, not presently Set on their thrones, with sceptres in their fists ! But use your own detraction; 't is our pleasure To give our cousin York for wife our kinswoman, The lady Katherine. Instinct of sovereignty Designs the honour, though her peevish father Usurps our resolution.

1 By marriage of this girl.] This word, it has been already observed, is generally used as a dissyllable by our poet.

Hunt. Oh,'t is well,
Exceeding well !-none here
Dare speak one word of comfort ?

Dal. Cruel misery!
Craw. The lady, gracious prince, maybe hath

Affection on some former choice.

Dal. Enforcement
Would prove but tyranny.

Hunt. I thank thee heartily.
Let any yeoman of our nation challenge
An interest in the girl, then the king
May add a jointure of ascent in titles,
Worthy a free consent; now he pulls down
What old desert hath builded.

K. Ja. Cease persuasions.
I violate no pawns of faiths, intrude not
On private loves; that I have play'd the orator
For kingly York to virtuous Kate, her grant
Can justify, referring her contents
To our provision: the Welch Harry, henceforth,
Shall therefore know, and tremble to acknowledge,
That not the painted idol of his policy
Shall fright the lawful owner from a kingdom.-
We are resolv'd.

Hunt. Some of thy subjects' hearts,
King James, will bleed for this !

K. Ja. Then shall their bloods
Be nobly spent: no more disputes; he is not
Our friend who contradicts us.

Hunt. Farewell, daughter!
My care by one is lessen'd, thank the king for 't!
I and my griefs will dance now.-
Enter WARBECK, complimenting with Lady Kathe-

RINE; Countess of CRAWFORD, JANE Douglas, Frion,

Look, lords, look ;
Here's hand in hand already!

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To sweeten discord, and enrich your pity,
But all in vain: here had my comforts sunk
And never ris'n again, to tell a story
Of the despairing lover, had not now,
Even now, the earl your father-
Hunt. He means me sure.

[ Aside.
Dal. After some fit disputes of your condition,
Your highness and my lowness, given a license
Which did not more embolden, than encourage
My faulting tongue.

Hunt. How, how ? how 's that? embolden ? Encourage ? I encourage ye! d'ye hear, sir? A subtle trick, a quaint one.-Will you hear, man? What did I say to you? come, come, to the point.

Kath. It shall not need, my lord.

Hunt. Then hear me, Kate! Keep you on that hand of her;'I on this.Thou stand'st between a father and a suitor, Both striving for an interest in thy heart: He courts thee for affection, I for duty; He as a servant pleads; but by the privilege Of nature, though I might command, my care Shall only counsel what it shall not force. Thou canst but make one choice; the ties of marriage Are tenures, not at will, but during life. Consider whose thou art, and who; a princess, A princess of the royal blood of Scotland, In the full spring of youth, and fresh in beauty. The king that sits upon the throne is young, And yet unmarried, forward in attempts On any least occasion, to endanger His person; wherefore, Kate, as I am confident Thou dar'st not wrong thy birth and education By yielding to a common servile rage of female wantonness, so I am confident Thou wilt proportion all thy thoughts to side? Thy equals, if not equal thy superiors.

I t. e. to equal, to stand in equal place with.

My lord of Dalyell, young in years, is old
In honours, but nor eminent in titles
[N]or in estate, that may support or add to
The expectation of thy fortunes. Settle
Thy will and reason by a strength of judgment,
For, in a word, I give thee freedom; take it.
If equal fates have not ordain'd to pitch
Thy hopes above my height, let not thy passion
Lead thee to sink mine honour in oblivion:
Thou art thine own; I have done.'

Dal. Oh! you are all oracle,
The living stock and root of truth and wisdom.

Kath. My worthiest lord and father, the indulgence
Of your sweet composition thus commands
The lowest of obedience; you have granted
A liberty so large, that I want skill
To choose without direction of example:
From which I daily learn, by how much more
You take off from the roughness of a father,
By so much more I am engaged to tender
The duty of a daughter. For respects
Of birth, degrees of title, and advancement,
I nor admire nor slight them: all my studies
Shall ever aim at this perfection only,
To live and die so, that you may not blush
In any course of mine to own me yours.

Hunt. Kate, Kate, thou grow'st upon my heart, Creating every other hour a jubilee.

Kath. To you, my lord of Dalyell, I address Some few remaining words: the general fame That speaks your merit, even in vulgar tongues, Proclaims it clear; but in the best, a precedent.

Hunt. Good wench, good girl, i' faith! i I have done.) And done well too! What authority the poet had for the histrionic character of this nobleman I know not; but if the princely family of the Gordons ever numbered such a person as this among their ancestors let them be justly proud of him; for veither on the stage nor in the great drama of life will there be easily found a character to put in competition with him.-GIFFORD,

like peace,

Believe it, sir, as English Richard prospers,
You must not miss employment of high nature.

J. a-Wat. If men may be credited in their mortality, which I dare not peremptorily aver but they may, or not be; presumptions by this marriage are then, in sooth, of fruitful expectation. Or else I must not justify other men's belief, more than other should rely on mine. Fri. Pith of experience; those that have borne

Weigh every word before it can drop from them.
But, noble counsellors, since now the present
Requires, in point of honour (pray mistake not),
Some service to our lord, 't is fit the Scots
Should not engross all glory to themselves,
At this so grand and eminent solemnity.

Sket. The Scots ? the motion is defied; I had rather, for my part, without trial of my country, suffer persecution under the pressing-iron of reproach; or let my skin be punch'd full of eyelet-holes with the bodkin of derision.

Ast. I will sooner lose both my ears on the pillory of forgery.

Her. Let me first live a bankrupt, and die, in the hole, of hunger, without compounding for sixpence in the pound.

J. a-Wat. If men fail not in their expectations, there may be spirits also that digest no rude affronts, master secretary Frion, or I am cozen'd; which is possible, I grant. Fri. Resolv'd like men of knowledge! at this feast,

In honour of the bride, the Scots, I know,
Will in some show, some mask, or some device,
Prefer their duties : now, it were uncomely,
That we be found less forward for our prince,
Than they are for their lady; and by how much
We outshine them in persons of account,
By so much more will our endeavours meet with

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