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ı Gen. I'll tell you in a little. The great Duke
Came to the Bar; where, to his Accusations,
He pleaded still not guilty; and alleg'd
Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.
The King's Attorney, on the contrary,
Urg'd on examinations, proofs, confessions
Of divers witnesses, which the Duke defird
To have brought viva voce to his Face;
At which appear'd against him, his Surveyor,
Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor, and Jabn Court
Confeffor to him, with that devil-Monk
Hopkins, that made this mischief.
2 Gen. That was he,
That fed him with his prophecies.
I Gen. The same.
All these accus'd him strongly, which he fain
Would have Aung from him, but, indeed, he could
And so his Peers upon this evidence
Have found him guilty of high treason. Much
He spoke, and learnedly for life; but all
Was either pitied in him, or forgotten.
2 Gen. After all this, how did he bear himself?
1 Gen. When he was brought again to th' bar, to
His knell rung out, his Judgment, he was stirr'd
With such an agony, he sweat extremely ;
spoke in choler, ill and hasty;
But he fell to himself again, and sweetly
In all the rest shew'd a most noble patience,
2 Gen. I do not think, he fear; death.
1 Gen. Sure, he does not, He never was so womanish; the cause He may a little grieve at.
2 Gen. Certainly The Cardinal is the end of this.
1 Gen. 'Tis likely, By all conjectures. First, Kildare's attainder,
Then Deputy of Ireland; who remov'd,
Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in hafte too,
Left he should help his father.
2 Gen. That trick of state Was a deep, envious one.
I Gen. At his return,
No doubt, he will requite it; this is noted,
And, gen’ally, who ever the King favours,
The Cardinal instantly will find employment for,
And far enough from court too.
2 Gen. All the commons
Hate him pernicioudy, and, o’my conscience,
Wilh him ten fathom deep; this Duke as much
They love and doat on, call him bounteous Buiking bam,
The Mirror of all courtesy.
Enter Buckingham from bis Arraignment, (Tipflaves
before bim, the Axe with the edge toward him. Halberds on each side) accompanied with Sir Thomas Lovell, Sir Nicholas Vaux, Sir William Sands, and common People, &c.
i Gen. Stay there, Sir, And see the noble ruin'd Man you speak of.
2 Gen. Let's stand close and behold him.
Buck. All good People, You that thus far have come to pity me, Hear what I fay, and then go home and lofe me: I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment, And by that name must die; yet, heav'n bear witness, And if I have a conscience, let it sink me Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful. To th' law I bear no malice for my death, 'T has done, upon the premises, but Juftice: But those that fought it, I could with more Chriftians ; Be what they will, I hearrily forgive 'em ;
Yet let 'em look, they glory not in mischief;
Nor build their evils on the graves of great men ;
For then, my guiltless blood must cry gainst 'em.
For further life in this world I ne'er hope,
Nor will I sue, although the King have mercies
More than I dare make faults. 'Ye few, that lov'd me,
And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham,
His noble friends and fellows, whom to leave
Is only bitter to him, only dying,
Go with me, like good Angels, co my end :
And as the long divorce of steel falls on me,
Make of your prayers one sweet facrifice,
And lift my soul to heav'n-Lead on, o'God's name.
Lov. I do beseech your Grace for charity,
If ever any malice in your heart
Were hid against me, now forgive me frankly.
Buck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you,
As I would be forgiven ; I forgive all.
There cannot be those numberlefs offences
Gainst me, I can't take peace with : 'no black envy
9 re few, that loved me, &c.] or black fone. WARBURTON. These lines are remarkably ten
Dr. Warburton has with good der and pathetick
judgment observed the errour, Ino black
envy Shall make my grave.]
but has not, I think, very hapThe sense of this is, that envy how the envy of those that are
pily corrected it. I do not see should not procure or advance
buried can mark the grave. In his death. But this is not what he would say; he believed the reading the lines I cannot but Cardinal's envy did procure his fufpect that two words, as it may death. He is fpeaking not of naturally happen, have changed
places. another's envy, but his own. And his thought is, that he There cannot be these numberless would not be remembered for an offences implacable unforgiving temper. 'Gainst me, I can't take peace We should read therefore,
witb: no black envy
Shall make my grave.-
Shall MARK my grave.
I would read thus: alluding to the old cuftom of There cannot be those numberless marking good or ill, by a wbite : offences
Shall make my grave.-Coinmend me to his Grace
And, if he speak of Buckingham, pray tell him,
You met him half in heav'n; my vows and pray’rs
Yet are the King's; and, 'till my soul forsake me,
Shall cry for betings on him. May he live 1
Longer than I have time to tell his years!
Ever belov'd and loving may his rule be!
And when old time shall lead him to his end,
Goodness, and he fill up one monument !
Lov. To th'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,
And fit it with such furniture as suits
The greatness of his Perion.
Buck. Nay, Sir Nicholas,
Let it alone; my ftate now but will mock me.
When I canie hither, I was Lord high Constable,
And Duke of Buckingham; now, poor Edward Bohun;
Yet I am richer than my base accusers,
That never knew what truth meant; * I now feal it;
And with that blood, will make 'em one day groan
My noble father, Henry of Buckingham,
Who first rais'd head against usurping Richard,
Flying for succour to his fervant Banister,
Being distress'd, was by that wretch betray’d,
And without trial fell; God's peace be with him!
Henry the Seventh succeeding, truly pitying
My father's loss, like a most royal Prince
'Gainst me, I can't make peace So in Hamlet,
with, no black
-No fpirit dates walk to
broad, To take in this place is to blafi, No planet takes tofrike witb malignant influence. * I now seal it, &c.] I now So in Lear,
feal my truth, my loyalty, with
limbs blood, which blood thall one Ye taking airs with lameness. day make them groan.
Restor’d to me my honours; and, from ruins,
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
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 fortune, both
Fell by our servants, by those men we lov'd most.
A most unnatural and faithless service!
Heav'n has an end in all: yet, you that hear me,
This, from a dying man receive as certain ,
Where you are lib'ral of your loves and counfels,
Be sure, you be not loose; those you make friends,
And give your hearts ro, when they once perceive
The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
Like water from ye, never found again,
But where they mean to fink All good people,
Pray for me! I must leave ye; the last hour
Of my long weary life is come upon me.
Farewel; and when you would say something fad,
Speak, how I fell-i've done; and God forgive me!
[Exeunt Buckingham and Train. i Gen. O, this is full of pity ; Sir, it calls, I fear, too many curses on their heads, That were the authors.
2 Gen. If the Duke be guiltless, ?Tis full of woe; yet I can give you inkling Of an ensuing evil, if it fall, Greater than this.
i Gen. Good angels keep it from us ! What may it be? you do not doubt my faith, Sir ?
2 Gen. This secret is so weighty, 'will require * A strong faith to conceal it.
1 Gen. Let me have it ; I do not talk much. 2 Gen, I am confident; Strong faith is great fidelity.