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For when the holy churchman join'd our hands,
Our vows were real then; the ceremony
Was not in apparition, but in act.
Be what these people term thee, I am certain
Thou art my husband, no divorce in heaven
Has been sued out between us; 't is injustice
For any earthly power to divide us.
Or we will live, or let us die together.
There is a cruel mercy.

War. Spite of tyranny
We reign in our affections, blessed woman!
Read in my destiny the wreck of honour;
Point out, in my contempt of death, to memory,
Some miserable happiness ; since, herein,
Even when I fell, I stood enthroned a monarch
Of one chaste wife's troth, pure and uncorrupted.
Fair angel of perfection, immortality
Shall raise thy name up to an adoration,
Court every rich opinion of true merit,
And saint it in the calendar of virtue,
When I am turn'd into the self-same dust
Of which I was first form'd.

Oxf. The lord ambassador, Huntley, your father, madam, should he look on Your strange subjection, in a gaze so public, Would blush on your behalf, and wish his country Unleft, for entertainment to such sorrow.

Kath. Why art thou angry, Oxford ? I must be
More peremptory in my duty.-Sir,
Impute it not unto immodesty,
That I presume to press you to a legacy,
Before we part for ever.

War. Let it be then
My heart, the rich remains of all my fortunes.
Kath. Confirm it with a kiss, pray.

War. Oh! with that
I wish to breathe my last; upon thy lips,
Those equal twins of comeliness, I seal
The testament of honourable vows : [Kisses her.
Whoever be that man that shall unkiss
This sacred print next, may he prove more thrifty
In this world's just applause, not more desertful !

Kath. By this sweet pledge of both our souls, I swear
To die a faithful widow to thy bed;
Not to be forced or won: oh, never, never !!
Enter SURREY, DAWBENEY, HUNTLEY, and CRAWFORD.

Daw. Free the condemned person; quickly free him! What has he yet confess'd ?

[WARBECK is taken out of the stocks. Urs. Nothing to purpose ; But still he will be king.

Sur. Prepare your journey
To a new kingdom then,—unhappy madman,
Wilfully foolish !-See, my lord ambassador,
Your lady daughter will not leave the counterfeit
In this disgrace of fate.

Hunt. I never 'pointed
Thy marriage, girl; but yet, being married,
Enjoy thy duty to a husband freely;
Thy griefs are mine. I glory in thy constancy:
And must not say, I wish that I had miss'd
Some partage in these trials of a patience.

Kath. You will forgive me, noble sir ?

Hunt. Yes, yes; In every duty of a wife and daughter, I dare not disavow thee.--To your husband (For such you are, sir), I impart a farewell Of manly pity; what your life has pass'd through, The dangers of your end will make apparent ; And I can add, for comfort to your sufferance, No cordial, but the wonder of your frailty, Which keeps so firm a station.-We are parted.

1 The better genius of Ford, which had so admirably served him hitherto, appears to have left his side at this moment; he would not else have permitted Katherine to injure herself by a speech for which there was not the slightest occasion, and which is so much at variance with the known fact that Warbeck's widow did marry again. She should have had nothing in common with the player queen, no, not even an path.-GIFTORD.

War. We are. A crown of peace renew thy age, Most honourable Huntley! worthy Crawford ! We may embrace; I never thought thee injury.

Craw. Nor was I ever guilty of neglect Which might procure such thought; I take my leave,

sir. War. To you, lord Dalyell,--what? accept a sigh, 'Tis hearty and in earnest.

Dal. I want utterance; My silence is my farewell.

Kath. Oh!-oh!

Jane. Sweet madam, What do you mean ?--my lord, your hand. [TO DAL.

Dal. Dear lady, Be pleased that I may wait you to your lodgings.

(Exeunt DALYELL and Jane, supporting

KATHERINE. Enter Sheriff and Officers, with SKETON, Astley, HeRON, and John A-Water, with halters about their necks.

Oxf.. Look ye, behold your followers, appointed To wait on you in death.

War. Why, peers of England, We'll lead them on courageously; I read A triumph over tyranny upon Their several foreheads. Faint not in the moment Of victory ! our ends, and Warwick's head, Innocent Warwick's head (for we are prologue But to his tragedy), conclude the wonder Of Henry's fears; and then the glorious race Of fourteen kings, Plantagenets, determines? In this last issue male ; Heaven be obey'd!

I Our ends, and Warwick's head-conclude the wonder

Of Henry's fears. This poor prince, as Lord Bacon calls him, was undoubtedly sacrificed to the barbarous policy of the king. He was brought to trial almost immediately after Warbeck's death, condemned, and executed for conspiring with the former to raise sedition! He made no defence, and probably quitted, without much regret, a life that had never known one happy day.--GIFFORD.

% i. e, ends, is finished.

Impoverish time of its amazement, friends,
And we will prove as trusty in our payments,
As prodigal to nature in our debts.
Death ? pish! 't is but a sound; a name of air;
A minute's storm, or not so much; to tumble
From bed to bed, be massacred alive
By some physicians, for a month or two,
In hope of freedom from a fever's torments,
Might stagger manhood; here the pain is past
Ere sensibly 't is felt. Be men of spirit!
Spurn coward passion! so illustrious mention
Shall blaze our names, and style us kings o'er death.

[Exeunt Sheriff and Officers with the Prisoners. Daw. Away-impostor beyond precedent! No chronicle records his fellow.

Hunt. I have
Not thoughts left: 't is sufficient in such cases
Just laws ought to proceed.

Enter King HENRY, DURHAM, and HIALAS.
K. Hen. We are resolv'd.
Your business, noble lords, shall find success,
Such as your king importunes.

Hunt. You are gracious.

K. Hen. Perkin, we are inform’d, is arm'd to die ; In that we'll honour him. Our lords shall follow To see the execution; and from hence We gather this fit use ;'—that public states, As our particular bodies, taste most good In health, when purged of corrupted blood. [Exeunt.

1 We gather this fit use.] The poet seems to apply this word in the Puritanical sense (then sufficiently familiar) of doctrinal or practical deduction. GIFFORD.

END OF VOL. I.

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