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First Gent.

So are a number more.

Sec. Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it?

First Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke

Came to the bar; where to his accusations

He pleaded still not guilty and alleged

Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.

The king's attorney on the contrary

Urged on the examinations, proofs, confessions
Of divers witnesses; which the duke desired
To have brought vivâ voce to his face :

At which appear'd against him his surveyor;
Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John Car
Confessor to him; with that devil-monk,
Hopkins, that made this mischief.

Sec. Gent.

That fed him with his prophecies ?

First Gent.

That was he

The same.

All these accused him strongly; which he fain Would have flung from him, but, indeed, he could


And so his peers, upon this evidence,
Have found him guilty of high treason.
He spoke, and learnedly, for life; but all
Was either pitied in him or forgotten.


Sec. Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself?

First Gent. When he was brought again to the bar, to hear

His knell rung out, his judgement, he was stirr'd
With such an agony, he sweat extremely,
And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty:

II. in a little, in brief, 'in few.'

17. which, i. e. the witnesses. 28. learnedly, with the techni

cal learning of the lawyer.


29. pitied or forgotten, aroused merely ineffectual pity or passed altogether unheeded.

But he fell to himself again, and sweetly

In all the rest show'd a most noble patience.

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Sec. Gent. I do not think he fears death.

First Gent.

Sure, he does not:

He never was so womanish; the cause

He may a little grieve at.

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By all conjectures: first, Kildare's attainder,
Then deputy of Ireland; who removed,

Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too,
Lest he should help his father.

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And generally, whoever the king favours,
The cardinal instantly will find employment,
And far enough from court too.

Sec. Gent.

All the commons

Hate him perniciously, and, o' my conscience,
Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much

They love and dote on;


The mirror of all courtesy ;

First Gent.

call him bounteous

Stay there, sir,

And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of.

39. grieve at, feel resentment against.

40. the end, the bottom, the prime mover.

41. Kildare; Fitzgerald, Earl

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of Kildare, had been recalled from the Deputyship of Ireland in 1520. Surrey had married Buckingham's daughter, Katharine Stafford.

45. envious, malicious.


Enter BUCKINGHAM from his arraignment; tip-
staves before him; the axe with the edge
towards him; halberds on each side: accom-

Sec. Gent. Let's stand close, and behold him.
All good people,
You that thus far have come to pity me,
Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me.
I have this day received a traitor's judgement,
And by that name must die: yet, heaven bear


And if I have a conscience, let it sink me,

Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful!

The law I bear no malice for my death;
'T has done, upon the premises, but justice:
But those that sought it I could wish more Christians :
Be what they will, I heartily 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 against '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. You few that

loved 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, to my end;

And, as the long divorce of steel falls on me,

54. Sir William Sands; so Holinshed. Ff have '(Sir) Walter Sands.'

57. lose, forget. 67. evils, privies.

Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice,

And lift my soul to heaven. Lead on, o' God's


Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity,

If ever any malice in your heart

Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly. Buck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you As I would be forgiven: I forgive all ;

There cannot be those numberless offences

'Gainst me, that I cannot take peace with no

black envy

Shall mark my grave.

Commend me to his grace;

And, if he speak of Buckingham, pray, tell him
You met him half in heaven: my vows and prayers
Yet are the king's; and, till my soul forsake,
Shall cry for blessings on him: may he live
Longer than I have time to tell his years!
Ever beloved 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 the water side I must conduct your grace Then give my charge up to Sir Nicholas Vaux, Who undertakes you to your end.


Prepare there,

The duke is coming: see the barge be ready;
And fit it with such furniture as suits

The greatness of his person.




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Let it alone; my state now will but mock me.
When I came hither, I was lord high constable
And Duke of Buckingham; now, poor Edward
Bohun :

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Yet I am richer than my base accusers,

That never knew what truth meant: I now seal it; And with that blood will make 'em one day groan for 't.

My noble father, Henry of Buckingham,

Who first raised head against usurping Richard,
Flying for succour to his servant 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,
Restored me to my honours, and, out of 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 my trial,

And, must needs say, a noble one; which makes


A little happier than my wretched father:
Yet thus far we are one in fortunes: both
Fell by our servants, by those men we loved most,
A most unnatural and faithless service!

Heaven has an end in all: yet, you that hear me,
This from a dying man receive as certain :
Where you are liberal of your loves and counsels
Be sure you be not loose; for those you make

And give your hearts to, when they once perceive
The least rub in your fortunes, fall away

Like water from ye, never found again

But where they mean to sink ye.

All good people, Pray for me! I must now forsake ye: the last hour

106. that blood, the blood in which I now seal (attest) my truth.

108. raised head, levied an

armed force.






119. noble, i.e. he was tried by his peers. Cf. ii. 2. 92. 129. rub, check, hitch.

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