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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.
Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in
K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle ;-Caparison my horse;
Call up lord Stanley, bid him bring his power :-
My foreward shall be drawn out all in length,
[Exeunt. SCENE IV.-Another part of the field. Alarum: Excursions. Enter NORFOLK and Forces; to CATESBY. Cate. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
The king enacts more wonders than a man,
KING HENRY VIII.
LITERARY AND HISTORICAL NOTICE.
THIS historical play was probably written in the year 1601. It comprises a period of twelve years, com mencing in the 12th of Henry's reigu, (1521) and terminating with the baptism of Elizabeth, 1533. It has always been au easy medium for the display of pageantry and splendour; consequently a great favourite with the generality of audiences. Its most powerfully drawn characters are the Queen and the Cardinal The dying moments of the former (Act IV. Sc. 2.) are pourtrayed with a mingled majesty and pathos, scarce. ly ever equalled by any other poet (Dr. Johnson numbers it, indeed, amongst "the greatest efforts of tregedy:") and the exquisite soliloquy of the latter, at the time of his degradation, would evince the superiority of Shakspeare's genius, had he never written another line. It is a fiue philosophical picture of fallen ambition, brought to reflection by a merited reverse of fortune: the assimilation of human greatness to the vegetation of a fruit tree, with the puerility of venturing upon "a sea of troubles," for burdensome and perishable acquisitions, affords a charming specimen of imaginative colouring and didactic morality. Yet this is one of the parts which, according to the Doctor, "may be easily conceived, and easily written." Perhaps Shakspeare found it otherwise.
KING HENRY THE EIGHTH.
CRANMER, Archbishop of Canterbury.
BISHOP OF LINCOLN.-LORD ABERGAVENNY.
SIR HENRY GUILDFORD.-SIR THOMAS LO
tharine. THREE OTHER GENTLEMEN.
QUEEN KATHARINE, Wife to King Henry;
AN OLD LADY, Friend to Anne Bullen. SIR ANTHONY DENNY.-SIR NICHOLAS VAUX. PATIENCE, Woman to Queen Katharine. SECRETARIES to Wolsey.
CROMWELL, Servant to Wolsey.
DOCTOR BUTTS, Physician to the King.
I COME no more to make you laugh; things
SCENE-chiefly in London and Westminster; once, at Kimbolton.
Only a show or two, and so agree,
Several Lords and Ladies in the Dumb Shows;
KING HENRY VIII.
To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder,
Nor. Surely, Sir,
There's in him stuff that puts him to these
Chalks successors their way,) nor call'd upon
Enter the Duke of NORFOLK, at one door;
the Lord ABERGAVENNY.
Buck. Good morrow, and well met. have you done,
Since last we saw in France ?
Nor. I thank your grace:
Buck. An untimely ague
Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when
Nor. 'Twixt Guynes and Arde:
I was then present, saw them salute on horse. back;
(clung Beheld them, when they lighted, how they In their embracement, as they grew together; Which had they, what four throu'd ones could have weigh'd Such a compounded one? Buck. All the whole time
I was my chamber's prisoner.
Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pie is
The view of earthly glory: Men might say, Till this time, pomp was single; but now ried
To eminent assistance, but, spider-like,
Out of his self drawing web, he gives us note,
To one above itself. Each following day
Made Britain, India: every man that stood
If not from hell, the devil is a niggard;
Being now seen possible enough, got credit,
Buck. Why the devil,
Upon this French going-out, took he upon him,
Aber. I do know
As cherubims, all gilt; the madams too,
Made it a fool and beggar. The two kings,
Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have
Buck. O many
Have broke their backs with laying manors on
Buck. I pray you, who, my lord?
Of the right reverend cardinal of York.
For this great journey.
But minister communication of
A most poor issue?
Nor. Grievingly I think,
The peace between the French and us not
Buck. Oh! you go far.
Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect
To the disposing of it nought rebell'd,
Buck. Who did guide,
I mean, who set the body and the limbs
What did this vanity
Buck. Every man,
A thing inspir'd: and, not consulting, broke
Nor. Which is budded out;
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 pur
Buck. Why all this business
Our reverend cardinal carried. I
Nor. 'Like it your grace,
The state takes notice of the private difference
Honour and plenteous safety,) that you read
What his bigh hatred would effect, wants not
• Henry VIII. and Francis 1. king of France.
2 la opinion, which was most noble.
Sir Bevis, created for his prowess Earl of Southmpton by William the Conqueror.
1 List. + Lump of fat. • Proud. Sets down in his letter without consulting the council. Conducted.
It reaches far; and where 'twill not extend,
That I advise your shunning.
Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, (the purse borne before him,) certain of the guard, and two SECRETARIES with papers. The Cardinal in his passage fixeth his eye on BUCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM on him, both full of disdain.
Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor ? ba?
Where's his examination?
Which your disease requires.
Buck. I read in his looks
Nor. Be advis'd;
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
1 Secr. Here, so please you.
Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows,
Wol. Well, we shall then know more; and To the old dam, treason,)-Charles the emBuckingham Shall lessen this big look.
[Exeunt WOLSEY, and train. Buck. This butcher's cur is venom-mouth'd, and 1 Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore,
As bere at home,
Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's
Peep'd barms that menac'd him: he privily
Nor. What, are you chaf'd?
Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance Paid ere he promis'd: whereby his suit was
fellow, (Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but From sincere motions,) by intelligence, And proofs as clear as founts in July, 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
suggests the king our
Ere it was ask'd;-but when the way was
Matter against me: and his eye revil'd
He bores me with some trick: He's gone to That he would please to alter the king's course, the king; And break the aforesaid peace. Let the king know,
I'll follow, and out-stare him.
Nor. Stay, my lord,
(As soon he shall by me,) that thus the car.
And let your reason with your choler question
Buck. I'll to the king;
And from a mouth of honour quite cry down
As shore of rock. Attend. This holy fox,
To this last costly treaty, the interview,
• Wolsey was the son of a butcher.
Did break i'the rinsing.
Nor. 'Faith, and so it did.
Buck. Pray, give me favour, Sir. This eunning cardinal
The articles o'the combination drew,
Has done this, and 'tis well; for worthy Wel
peror, Under pretence to see the queen his aunt, (For 'twas, indeed, his colour; but he came To whisper Wolsey,) here makes visitation : His fears were, that the interview betwixt England and France might through their amity, Breed him some prejudice: for from this league
Does buy and sell his honour as be pleases,
Nor. I am sorry
To hear this of him; and could wish he were
Buck. No, not a syllable;
I do pronounce him in that very shape,
Enter BRANDON; a SERGEANT at Arms be-
My lord the duke of Buckingham, and earl
Buck. Lo you, my lord,
The net has fallen upon me; I shall perish
Bran. I am sorry
To see you ta'en from liberty to look on
You shall to the Tower.
Buck. It will help me nothing,
To plead mine innocence; for that dies on