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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 oyletholes 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 lousy 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, then,

In honour of the bride, the Scots, I know,
Will in some shew, some masque, 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
A livelier applause. Great emperors

Have, for their recreations, undertook

Such kind of pastimes; as for the conceit,
Refer it to my study; the performance

You all shall share a thanks in: 'twill be grateful.

Her. The motion is allow'd; I have stole to a dancing-school when I was a prentice.

Ast. There have been Irish-hubbubs, when I have made one too.

Sket. For fashioning of shapes, and cutting a cross-caper, turn me off to my trade again.

J. a-Wat. Surely, there is, if I be not deceived, a kind of gravity in merriment; as there is, or perhaps ought to be, respect of persons in the quality of carriage, which is, as it is construed, either so,

or so.

Fri. Still you come home to me; upon occasion,

I find you relish courtship with discretion;
And such are fit for statesmen of your merits.
Pray ye wait the prince, and in his ear acquaint him
With this design; I'll follow and direct you.
Oh the toil
[Exeunt all but FRION.
Of humouring this abject scum of mankind!
Muddy-brain'd peasants! princes feel a misery
Beyond impartial sufferance, whose extremes
Must yield to such abettors :-yet our tide'
Runs smoothly without adverse winds; run on!
Flow to a full sea! time alone debates
Quarrels forewritten in the book of fates.

[Exit.

Irish-hubbubs.] Tumultuous merry-meetings at wakes and fairs. The speakers, it should be observed, are all from Ireland. Astley, as has been said, was a petty-fogger; his presence at these hubbubs therefore is natural enough.

5 Yet our tide, &c.] i. c. hitherto, thus far, &c. as in p. 62.

ACT III. SCENE I.

Westminster.-The Palace.

Enter King HENRY, with his Gorget on, his Sword, Plume of Feathers, and leading-staff, (truncheon) followed by URSWICK.

K. Hen. How runs the time of day?

Urs. Past ten, my

lord.

K. Hen. A bloody hour will it prove to some, Whose disobedience, like the sons o' th' earth, Throws a defiance 'gainst the face of heaven. Oxford, with Essex, and stout De la Poole, Have quieted the Londoners, I hope, And set them safe from fear.

Urs. They are all silent.

K. Hen. From their own battlements, they may behold

Saint George's fields o'erspread with armed men ;
Amongst whom our own royal standard threatens
Confusion to opposers: we must learn

To practise war again in time of peace,
Or lay our crown before our subjects' feet;
Ha, Urswick, must we not?

Urs. The powers, who seated

King Henry on his lawful throne, will ever
Rise up in his defence.

K. Hen. Rage shall not fright

The bosom of our confidence; in Kent
Our Cornish rebels, cozen'd of their hopes.
Met brave resistance by that country's earl,

George Abergeny, Cobham, Poynings, Guilford, And other loyal hearts; now, if Blackheath Must be reserv'd the fatal tomb to swallow

Such stiff-neck'd abjects, as with weary marches Have travell'd from their homes, their wives, and children,

To pay, instead of subsidies, their lives,
We may continue sovereign! Yet, Urswick,
We'll not abate one penny, what in parliament
Hath freely been contributed; we must not;
Money gives soul to action. Our competitor,
The Flemish counterfeit, with James of Scotland,
Will
prove what courage need and want can nou-
rish,

Without the food of fit supplies:-but, Urswick,
I have a charm in secret, that shall loose
The witchcraft, wherewith young King James is
bound,

And free it at my pleasure without bloodshed. Urs. Your majesty's a wise king, sent from heaven,

Protector of the just.

K. Hen. Let dinner cheerfully

Be serv'd in; this day of the week is ours,
Our day of providence; for Saturday

Yet never fail'd, in all my undertakings,

To yield me rest at night."—[A Flourish.]-What means this warning?

Good fate, speak peace to Henry!

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Yet never fail'd me, &c.] The king's predilection for Saturday is noticed by Lord Bacon. Henry Lad taken great pains to

Enter DAWBENEY, OXFORD, and Attendants.

Daw. Live the king,

Triumphant in the ruin of his enemies!

Oxf. The head of strong rebellion is cut off, The body hew'd in pieces.

K. Hen. Dawbeney, Oxford,

Minions to noblest fortunes, how yet stands
The comfort of your wishes?

Daw. Briefly thus:

The Cornish under Audley, disappointed
Of flatter'd expectation, from the Kentish
(Your majesty's right trusty liegemen) flew,
Feather'd by rage, and hearten'd by presumption,
To take the field even at your palace-gates,
And face you in your chamber-royal: arrogance
Improv'd their ignorance; for they supposing,
Misled by rumour, that the day of battle
Should fall on Monday, rather brav'd your forces,
Than doubted any onset; yet this morning,
When in the dawning I, by your direction,
Strove to get Deptford-Strand-bridge, there I
found

Such a resistance, as might shew what strength
Could make here arrows hail'd in showers upon

us,

A full yard long at least; but we prevail'd.
My lord of Oxford with his fellow peers,

induce the insurgents to believe that he intended to put off the action till the succeeding Monday: they fell into the snare, and were accordingly unprepared for the attack, which took place on Saturday, the 22d of June.

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