To the difpofing of it nought rebell'd;
Order gave each thing view: The office did
Diftinely his full function.

Buck. Who did guide,

I mean, who fet the body and the limbs
Of this great sport together, as you guess?
Nor. One, fure, that promifes no èlement
In fuch a business.

Buck. Pray you, who, my Lord?

Nor. All this was order'd by the good difcretion Of the right rev'rend Cardinal of York.

Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pye is freed
From his ambitious finger. What had he
To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder,
That fuch a ketch can with his very bulk
Take up the rays o'th' beneficial fun,
And keep it from the earth.
Nor. Yet, furely, Sir,

There's in him ftuff that puts him to thefe ends.
For being not propt by ancestry, whofe grace
'Chalks fucceffors their way; nor call'd upon
For high feats done to th' crown; neither ally'd
To eminent affiftants; but fpider-like

Out of his felf-drawn web;-this 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

What heav'n hath giv'n him; let fome graver eye
Pierce into that: but I can fee his pride

Peep through each part of him; whence has he that? (4) miftakingly. Buckingham could not with any propriety fay this: for he wanted information as to the magnificence, having kept his chamber with an ague during the folemnity. I have therefore ventur'd to split the speeches, fo as to give them probability, from the perfors fpeaking; without hazarding the author's fenfe by this new regulation.

If not from hell? the devil] Thus has this paffage been pointed in all the editions; but the very inference, which is made upon it, directs the ftops as I have regulated them; and as Mr. Warburton likewife communicated to me, they fhould be.

If not from hell, the devil is a niggard,
Or has given all before; and he begins
A new hell in himself.

Buck. Why the devil,

Upon this French going out, took he upon him,
Without the privity o'th' King, t' appoint
Who fhould attend him? he makes up the file
Of all the gentry: for the most part fuch,
To whom as great a charge as little honour
He meant to lay upon and his own letter
(The honourable board of council out)
Must fetch in him he papers.

Aber. I do know

Kinsmen of mine, three at the leaft, that have
By this fo ficken'd their eftates, that never

They fhall abound as formerly.

Buck. O, many

Have broke their backs with laying manors on 'em

For this great journey.

What did this vanity

But minifter communication of

A most poor iffue?

Nor. Grievingly, I think,

The peace between the French and us not values
The coft, that did conclude it!

Buck. Every man,

After the hideous ftorm that follow'd, was
A thing infpir'd; and not confulting, broke
Into a general prophefy, that this tempeft,
Dafhing the garment of this peace, aboaded
The fudden breach on't.

Nor. Which is budded out:

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

Aber. Is it therefore

Th' ambaffador is filenc'd?

Nor. Marry, is't.

Aber. A proper title of a peace, and purchas'd At a fuperfluous rate!

Buck. Why, all this bufinefs

Our rev'rend Cardinal carried.

Nar

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 tow'rds you
Honour and plenteous fafety;) that you read
The Cardinal's malice and his potency
Together: to confider further, that

What his high hatred would effect, wants not
A minister in his pow'r. You know his nature,
That he's revengeful; and, I know, his fword
Hath a fharp edge: it's long, and't may be said,
It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend,
Thither he darts it. Bofom up my counfel,

You'll find it wholesome. Lo, where comes that rock, That I advise your shunning.

Enter Cardinal Wolfey, the purfe born before him, certain of the guard, and two fecretaries with papers; the Cardinal in his paffage fixeth his eye on Buckingham, and Buckingham on him, both full of disdain.

Wol. The Duke of Buckingham's furveyor? ha? Where's his examination?

Secr. Here, fo please you.

Wel. Is he in perfon ready?

Secr. Ay, an't please your Grace.

Wol. Well, we fhall then know more; And Buckingham fhall leffen this big look.

[Exeunt Cardinal and his train. Buck. This butcher's cur is venom-mouth'd, and I Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore best Not wake him in his flumber. A beggar's book Out-worths a noble's blood.

Nor. What, are you chaf'd?

Afk God for temp'rance; that's th' appliance only,
Which your disease requires.

Buck. I read in's looks

Matter against me, and his eye revil'd

Me as his abject object; at this inftant

He bores me with fome trick, he's gone to th' King:
I'll follow and out-ftare him.

Ner. Stay, my Lord;

And

And let your reason with your choler question
What 'tis you go about. To climb fteep hills,
Requires flow pace at firft. Anger is like
A full-hot horfe, 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 infolence; or proclaim,
There's diff'rence in no perfons.

Nor. Be advis'd;

Heat not a furnace for your foe fo hot,
That it do finge yourself. We may out-run
By violent swiftnefs, that which we run at ;
And lose by over-running: know you not,
The fire that mounts the liquor till't run o'er,
Seeming t'augment it, waftes it? be advis'd:
I fay again, there is no English foul
More ftronger to direct you than yourself;
If with the fap of reafon you would quench,
Or but allay, the fire of paffion.

Buck. Sir,

I'm 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 fincere motions, by intelligence,

And proofs as clear as founts in July, when
We fee each grain of gravel, I do know

To be corrupt and treasonous.

Nor. Say not, treasonous.

[strong

Buck. To th' King I'll fay't, and make my vouch as

As fhore of rock. Attend. This holy fox,

Or wolf, or both, (for he is equal rav'nous,
As he is fubtle; and as prone to mischief,
As able to perform't;) his mind and place
Infecting one another, yea reciprocally,
Only to fhew his pomp, as well in France
As here at home, fuggefts the King our master
To this last costly treaty, th' enterview,

That

That fwallow'd fo much treasure, and like a glafs

Did break i' th' rinfing.

Nor. Faith, and fo it did.

Buck. Pray give me favour, Sir.--This cunning Cardinal The articles o'th' combination drew,

As himself pleas'd; and they were ratify'd,

As he cry'd, let it be-to as much end,

As give a crutch to th' dead. But our Court-Cardinal
Has done this, and 'tis well-for worthy Wolfey,
Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows,
(Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy
To th' old dam, treafon ;) Charles the Emperor,
Under pretence to fee the Queen his aunt,
(For 'twas indeed his colour, but he came
To whisper Wolfey. ;) here makes vifitation:
His fears were, that the interview betwixt
England and France might through their amity
Breed him fome prejudice; for from this league
Peep'd harms, that menac'd him. He privily
Deals with our Cardinal, and as I trow,

Which I do well-for, I am fure, the Emperor
Paid ere he promis'd, whereby his fuit was granted.
Ere it was afk'd. But when the way was made,
And pav'd with gold; the Emp'ror thus defir'd,
That he would please to alter the King's course,
And break the forefaid peace. Let the King know,
(As foon he fhall by me) that thus the Cardinal
Does buy and fell his honour as he pleases,
And for his own advantage.

Nor. I am forry

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

Buck. No, not a fyllable:

I do pronounce him in that very shape,

He fhall appear in proof.

Enter Brandon, a Serjeant at Arms before him, and two

or three of the guard.

Bran. Your office, Serjeant; execute it.

Serj. Sir,