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if you do sweat to put a tyrant down, You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; If you do fight against your country's foes, Your country's fat shall pay your pains the hire;

If you do fight in safeguard of your wives, Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors;

If you do free your children from the sword,
Your children's children quit" it in your age.
Then in the name of God, and all these rights,
Advance your standards, draw your willing
swords;

For me, the ransom of my bold attempt
Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold
But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt [face;
The least of you shall share his part thereof.
Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheer-
fully;

God, and Saint George! Richmond, and vic-
tory!
[Exeunt.
Re-enter King RICHARD, Ratcliff, Allendants,
and Forces.

K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as touching Richmond?

Rat. That he was never trained up in arms. K. Rich. He said the truth: And what said Surrey then?

Rat. He smil'd and said, the better for our purpose.

it is.

K. Rich. He was i'the right; and so, indeed, [Clock strikes. Tell the clock there.-Give me a calendar.Who saw the sun to-day? Rut. Not 1. my lord."

K. Rich. Then he disdains to shine; for, by the book,

He should have brav'd the east an hour ago:
A black day will it be to somebody.—
Ratcliff,-

Rat. My lord?

K. Rich. The sun will not be seen to-day;
The sky doth frown and lour upon our army.
I would, these dewy tears were from the ground.
Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me,
More than to Richmond? for the self-same
heaven,

That frowns on me, looks sadly upon him.
Enter NORFOLK.

Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in

the field.

K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ;-Caparison my horse;

Call uplord Stanley, bid him bring his power:-
I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain,
And thus my battle shall be ordered.
My foreward shall be drawn out all in length,
Consisting equally of horse and foot;
Our archers shall be placed in the midst :
John duke of Norfolk, Thomas earl of Surrey,
Shall have the leading of this foot and horse.
They thus directed, we ourself will follow
In the main battle; whose puissance on either
side

Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse. This, and Saint George to boot!-What think'st thou, Norfolk ?

Nor. A good direction, warlike sovereign. This found I on my tent this morning. [Giring a scroll. K. Rich.ocky of Norfolk, be not too bold, reads. For Dickont thy master is bought and sold. * Requite. + Made it splendid. The ancient familiarization of Richard.

A thing devised by the enemy.-
Go, gentlemen, every man unto his charge:
Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls
Conscience is but a word that cowards use,
Devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe;
Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our
law.

March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell;
If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell.-

What shall I say more than I have inferr'd
Remember whom you are to cope withal;-
A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and run-aways,
A scum of Bretagnes, and base lackey peasants.
Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth
To desperate ventures and assur'd destruction
You sleeping safe, they bring you to unrest;
You having lands, and bless'd with beauteous
wives,

They would restrain the one, distain the other.
And who doth lead them, but a paltry fellow,
Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost?
Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow?
A milk-sop, one that never in his life
Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again,
Lash hence these over-weening rags of France,
These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives;
Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit,
For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd

themselves:

If we be conquer'd, let men conquer us, And not these bastard Bretagnes; whom our fathers [thump'd. Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and And, on record, left them the heirs of shame. Shall these enjoy our lands? lie with our wives? Ravish our daughters?-Hark, I hear their drum. [Drum afar off.

Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen!

Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; Amaze the welkin with your broken staves!+

Enter a MESSENGER.

What says lord Stanley? will he bring b power?

Mess. My lord, he doth deny to come. K. Rich. Off instantly with his son George's head.

Nor. My lord, the enemy is pass'd the marsh After the battle let George Stanley die.

K. Rich. A thousand hearts are great within Advance our standards, set upon our toes; my bosom: Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George,

Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons! Upon them! Victory sits on our helms. [Exeunt.

SCENE IV. Another part of the field. Alarum: Excursions. Enter NORFOLK, and Forces; to him CATESBY.

Cate. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk, rescue. rescue!

The king enacts more wonders than a man,
Daring an opposite to every danger;
His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,
Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death
Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

Alarum. Enter King RICHARD. K. Rich. A horse! a horse! my kingdom fo a horse!

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Cate. Withdraw, my lord, I'll help you to a horse.

K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a And I will stand the hazard of the die: cast, I think, there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to day, instead of him :A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! [Exeunt. Alarums. Enter King RICHARD and RICHMOND; and exeunt fighting. Retreat, and flourish. Then enter RICHMOND, STANLEY, bearing the crown, with divers other Lords, and Forces. Richm. God, and your arms, be prais'd, victorious friends;

The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Stan. Courageous Richmond, well hast acquit thee!

Richm. Inter their bodies as becomes their
births.

Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled,
That in submission will return to us;
And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament,
We will unite the white rose with the red :-
Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction,
That long hath frown'd upon their enmity!-
What traitor hears me, and says not,-Amen?
England hath long been mad, and scarr'd her-
self;

The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,
The father rashly slaughter'd his own son,
The son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire
All this divided York and Lancaster,
Divided, in their dire division.—
thou, now, let Richmond and Elizabeth,

Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty,
From the dead temples of this bloody wretch
Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal;
Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it.
Richm. Great God of heaven, say, Amen, to
all:-
[ing?
But tell me first, is young George Stanley liv-
Stan. He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester

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The true succeeders of each royal house,
By God's fair ordinance conjoin together!
And let their heirs, (God, if thy will be so,)
Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd

peace,

With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,
That would reduce these bloody days again,
And make poor England weep in streams of

blood!

Let them not live to taste this land's increase, That would with treason wound this fair land's peace!

Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again;

That she may long live here, God say-Amen [Exeunt.

KING HENRY VIII.

KING HENRY THE EIGHTH.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

CARDINAL WOLSEY.-CARDINAL CAMPEIUS.
CAPUCIUS, Ambassador from the Emperor,
Charles V.

CRANMER, Archbishop of Canterbury.
DUKE OF NORFOLK.-DUKE of BuckinghaM.
DUKE OF SUFFOLK.-EARL OF SURREY.
LORD CHAMBERLAIN.-LORD CHANCELLOR.
GARDINER, Bishop of Winchester.

BISHOP OF LINCOLN.-LORD ABERGAVENNY.
LORD SANDS.

SIR HENRY GUILdford.-Sir ThoMAS LOVELL.
SIR ANTHONY DENNY.-SIR NICHOLAS VAUX.
SECRETARIES to Wolsey.

CROMWELL, Servant to Wolsey.
GRIFFITH, Gentleman-Usher to Queen Katha-

rine.

IHREE OTHER GENTLEMEN.

DOCTOR BUTTS, Physician to the King. GARTER, King at Arms

SURVEYOR to the Duke of Buckingham.
BRANDON, and a Sergeant at Arms.
DOOR-KEEPER of the Council-Chamber.
PORTER, and his Man.

PAGE to Gardiner.—A CRIER.

QUEEN KATHARINE, Wife to King Henry; afterwards divorced.

ANNE BULLEN, her Maid of Honour; afterwards Queen.

AN OLD LADY, Friend to Anne Bullen.
PATIENCE, Woman to Queen Katharine.

Several Lords and Ladies in the Dumb Shows;
Women attending upon the Queen; Spirits,
which appear to her; Scribes, Cficers,
Guards, and other Attendants.

SCENE, chiefly in London and Westminste once, at Kimbolton.

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I COME no more to make you laugh; things | SCENE 1.-London.-An Autc-chamber in

now,

That bear a weighty and a serious brow,
Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe,
Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow,
We now present. Those that can pity, here
May, if they think it well, let fall a tear;
The subject will deserve it. Such, as give
Their money out of hope they may believe,
May here find truth too. Those, that come to
Only a show or two, and so agree, [see
The play may pass; if they be still, and willing,
I'll undertake, may see away their shilling
Richly in two short hours. Only they,
That come to hear a merry, bawdy play,
A noise of targets; or to see a fellow
In a long motley coat, guarded* with yellow,
Will be deceiv'd: for, gentle hearers, know,
To rank our chosen truth with such a show
As foot and fight is, beside forfeiting
Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring,
To make that only true we now intend,t)
Will leave us never an understanding friend.
Therefore, for goodness' sake, and as you are
known

The first and happiest hearers of the town,
Be sad, as we would make ye: Think, ye see
The very persons of our noble story,
As they were living; think, you see them great,
And follow'd with the general throng, and
sweat,

Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, see
How soon this mightiness meets misery!
And, if you can be merry then, I'll say,
A man may weep upon his wedding day.
+ Pretend.

• Laced.

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 Those suns of glory, those two lights of men,* Met in the vale of Arde.

Nor. "Twixt Guynes and Arde:

back;

I was then present, saw them salute on horse-
(clung
Beheld them, when they lighted, how they
In their embracement, as they grew together;
Which had they, what four thron'd ones could
have weigh'd
Such a compounded one?
Buck. All the whole time
I was my chamber's prisoner.
Nor. Then you lost

The view of earthly glory: Men might say, Till this time, pomp was single; but now mar ried

To one above itself. Each following day
Became the next day's master, till the last
Made former wonders it's: To-day, the French
All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen gods,

Henry VIII. and Francis 1. king of Fi nce.
Guttering, shining.

Shone down the English: and, to-morrow,
they

Made Britain, India: every man, that stood,
Show'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages

were

As cherubims, all gilt; the madams too,
Not us'd to toil, did almost sweat to bear
The pride upon them, that their very labour
Was to them as a painting: now this mask
Was cried incomparable; and the ensuing
night

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[them
Have broke their backs with laying manors on
For this great journey. What did this vanity,
But minister communication of
A most poor issue?

Nor. Grievingly I think,

[values
The peace between the French and us not
The cost that did conclude it.
Buck. Every man,

Made it a fool, and beggar. The two kings, Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst, As presence did present them; bim in eye, Still him in praise: and, being present both, 'Twas said, they saw but one; and no discerner Durst wag his tongue in censure. When these suns [challeng'd (For so they phrase them,) by their heralds After the hideous storm that follow'd, was The noble spirits to arms, they did perform A thing inspir'd: and, not consulting, broke Beyond thought's compass; that former fabu-Into a general prophecy, That this tempest,

lous story,

Being now seen possible enough, got credit,
That Bevist was believ'd.

Buck. O, you go far.

Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect
In honour honesty, the tract of every thing
Would by a good discourser lose some life,
Which action's self was tongue to. All was
royal;

To the disposing of it nought rebell'd,
Order gave each thing view; the office did
Distinctly his full function.

Buck. Who did guide,

I mean, who set the body and the limbs
Of this great sport together, as you guess?
Nor. One, certes, that promises no elements
In such a business.

Buck. I pray you, who, my lord?

cretion

Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded
The sudden breach on't.

Nor. Which is budded out;

[tach'd

For France hath flaw'd the league, and hath at-
Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux

Aber. Is it therefore

The ambassador is silenc'd?

Nor. Marry, is't.

Aber. A proper title of a peace; and purchas'd

At a superfluous rate!

Buck. Why, all this business
Our reverend cardinal carried.†

Nor. 'Like it your grace,

The state takes notice of the private difference Betwixt you and the cardinal. I advise you, (And take it from a heart that wishes towards you

Nor. All this was order'd by the good dis- Honour and plenteous safety,) that you read The cardinal's malice and his potency Together: to consider further, that

Of the right reverend cardinal of York.

Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pie is What his high hatred would effect, wants not A minister in his power: You know his na

free'd

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.

Nor. Surely, Sir,

There's in him stuff that puts him to these
ends:
[grace
For, being not propp'd by ancestry, (whose
Chalks successors their way,) nor call'd upon
For high feats done to the crown; neither
allied

To eminent assistants, but, spider-like,
Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note,
The force of his own merit makes his way;
A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys
A place next to the king.

Aber. I cannot tell

[eye

What heaven hath given him, let some graver
Pierce into that; but I can see his pride
Peep through each part of him: Whence has

he that?

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It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend,
Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel,
You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes
that rock,
That I advise your shunning.

Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, (the purse borne before
him,) certain of the guard, and two SECRE-
TARIES with papers. The Cardinal in his pas-
sage fixeth his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCK-
INGHAM 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 curț is venom-mouth'd, and I [best Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore, Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's Out-worths a noble's blood. [look

* Sets down in his letter without consulting the council, + Conducted. Wolsey was the son of a butcher.

Nor. What, are you chaf'd?

His fears were, that the interview, betwixt

Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance England and France, might, through their

only,

Which your disease requires.

Buck. I read in his 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 to the king;

I'll follow, and out-stare him.

Nor. Stay, my lord,

And let your reason with your choler question
What 'tis you go about: To climb steep hills,
Requires slow pace at first: Anger is like
A full-hot horse; who being allow'd his way,
Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England
Can advise me like you: be to yourself
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, There's difference in no persons.

Nor. Be advis'd;

Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
That it do singe yourself: We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running. Know you not,
The fire, that mounts the liquor till it run

o'er,

In seeming to augment it, wastes it? Be advis'd:

I say again, there is no English soul
More stronger to direct you than yourself;
If with the sap of reason you would quench,
Or but allay, the fire of passion.

Buck. Sir,

I am thankful to you; and I'll go along
By your prescription :-but this top-proud
fellow,

(Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but
From sincere motions,) by intelligence,
And proofs as clear as founts in Júly, when
We see each grain of gravel, I do know
To be corrupt and treasonous.

Nor. Say not, treasonous.

Buck. To the king I'll say't; and make my
vouch as strong

As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox,
Or wolf, or both, (for he is equal ravenous,
As he is subtle; and as prone to mischief,
As able to perform it: his mind and place
Infecting one another, yea, reciprocally,)
Only to show his pomp as well in France
As here at home, suggests the king our

master

To this last costly treaty, the interview,
That swallow'd so much treasure, and like a
Did break i' the rinsing.

Nor. 'Faith, and so it did.

[glass

Buck. Pray, give me favour, Sir. This cunning cardinal

The articles o' the combination drew,
As himself pleas'd; and they were ratified,
As he cried, Thus let it be: to as much end,
As give a crutch to the dead: But our count-
cardinal

[sey, Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy WolWho cannot err, he did it. Now this follows, Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy To the old dam, treason,)-Charles the emperor,

Under pretence to see the queen his aunt (For 'twas, indeed, his colour; but he came To whisper Wolsey,) here makes visitation :

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amity,

Breed him some prejudice; for from this league

Peep'd harms that menac'd him: He privil Deals with our cardinal; and, as I trow,Which I do well; for, I am sure, the emperov Paid ere he promis'd; whereby his suit was granted,

Ere it was ask'd;-but when the way was made,

And pav'd with gold, the emperor thus de sir'd;

That he would please to alter the king's course, And break the aforesaid peace. Let the king know, [nal

(As soon he shall by me,) that thus the cardiDoes buy and sell his honour as he pleases, And for his own advantage.

Nor. I am sorry

To hear this of him; and could wish, he were Something mistaken in't.

Buck. No, not a syllable;

I do pronounce him in that very shape,
He shall appear in proof.

Enter BRANDON; a SERGEANT at Arms before him, and two or three of the guard.

Bran. Your office, sergeant; execute it.
Serg. Sir,

My lord the duke of Buckingham, and earl
Of Hereford, Stafford, and Northampton, I
Arrest thee of high treason, in the name
Of our most sovereign king.

Buck. Lo you, my lord,

The net has fallen upon me; I shall perish
Under device and practice."

Bran. I am sorry

To see you ta'en from liberty, to look on
The business present: 'Tis his highness' plea-
You shall to the Tower.
[sure

Buck. It will help me nothing,
To plead mine innocence; for that die is on me,
Which makes my whitest part black. The will
of heaven

Be done in this and all things!-I obey.-
O my lord Aberg'any, fare you well.
Bran. Nay, he must bear you company:-
The king
[To ABERGAVENNY.
Is pleas'd you shall to the Tower, till you
How he determines further.
[know
Aber. As the duke said,

The will of heaven be done, and the king's pleasure

By me obey'd.

Bran. Here is a warrant from

The king, to attach lord Montacute; and the bodies

Of the duke's confessor, John de la Court,
One Gilbert Peck, his chancellor,—
Buck. So, so;

These are the limbs of the plot: no more, I hope.

Bran. A monk o' the Chartreux.
Buck. O, Nicholas Hopkins?
Brun. He.

Buck. My surveyor is false; the o'er great cardinal [ready; Hath show'd him gold: my life is spann'dt al I am the shadow of poor Buckingham; Whose figure even this instant clouds put on, By dark'ning my clear sun.-My lord, farewell. [Exeunt.

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