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You met him half in heaven: my vows and prayers
lore. To the water side I must conduct your grace; Then give my charge up to sir Nicholas Vaux, Who undertakes you to your end.
Vaux. Prepare there.
The duke is coming: see, the barge be ready;
Buck. Nay, sir Nicholas,
Let it alpne; my state now will but mock me.
Yet I am richer than my base accusers,
My noble father, Henry of Buckingham,
Restor'd me to my honours, and, out of rains,
Made my name once more noble. Now his son,
Henry the eighth, life, honour, name, and all
That made me happy, at one stroke has taken
For ever from the world. I had my trial,
And, must needs say, a noble one; which makes me
A little happier than my wretched father:
Yet thus far we are one in fortunes,—Both
Fell by our servants, by those men we lov'd most;
A most unnatural and faithless service!
Heaven has an end in all: Yet, you that hear me,
This from a dying man receive as certain:
Where you are liberal of your loves, and counsels,
Be sure, you be not loose; for those you make
And give your hearts to, when they once perceive
And when you would say something that is sad,
me! [Exeunt Buckingham and Train.
1 Gent. O, this is full of pity !—Sir, it calls, I fear, too many curses on their heads.,
That were the authors.
2 Gent. If the duke be guiltless, Tis full of woe: yet I can give you inkling
Of an ensuing evil, if it fill,
1 Gent. Good angels keep it from us! What may it be? You do not doubt my faith, sir?
2 Gent. This secret is so weighty, 'twill require A strong faith to conceal it.
1 Gent. Let me have it; I do not talk much.
2 Gent. I am confident;
You shall, sir: Did you not of late days hear
1 Gent. Yes, but it held not: For when the king once heard it, out of anger
He sent command to the lord mayor, straight
2 Gent. But that slander, sir,
To the good queen, possess'd him with a scruple
1 Gent. Tis the cardinal;
And merely to revenge him on the emperor,
2 Gent. I think, you have hit the mark: But is't
That she should feel the smart of this? The cardinal Will have his will, and she must fall.
1 Gent. "Tis woful.
We are too open here to argue this;
An Antichamler in the Palace.
Cham. My lord,—The horses your lordship sent for, with all the care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and fornuhed. They were young, and handsome; and of the best breed in the north. When they were ready to set out for London, a man of my lord cardinal's, by commission, and main paver, took 'em front me; with this reason,—His master would be served before a subject, if not before the king: which stopp'd our mouths, sir.
I fear, he will, indeed: Well, let him have them;
Enter the Dukes ofNouFOLK and Suffolk.
Nor. Well met, my good
Suf. How is the king employ'd?
Cham. I left him private
Full of sad thoughts and troubles.
Nor. What's the cause?
Cham. It seems, the marriage with his brother's
wife Has crept too near his conscience.
Suf. No, his conscience
Has crept too near another lady.
Nor. "Tig so;
This is the cardinal's doing, the king-cardinal:
Suf. Pray God, he do! he'll never know himself else.
Nor. How holily he works in all his business! And with what zeal! For, now he has crack'd the
league Between us and the emperor, the queen's great
He dives into the king's soul; and there scatters