- not, my lord; I'll play the orator, -n fee, for which I plead, lf: and fo, my lord, adieu. thrive well, bring them to Baynard's castle; il find me well accompanied, fathers, and well-learned bishops. and, towards three or four o'clock, Lews that the Guild-hall affords. [Exit BUCKINGHAM, - ovel, with all speed to doctor Shaw,AT.] to friar Penker;-bid them both in this hour, at Baynard's castle. [Exeunt LOVEL and CATESBY, to take some privy order rats of Clarence out of fight; otice, that no manner of perfon e, recourse unto the princes. [Exeunt. SCENE SCENE VI. A Street. Enter a Scrivener. Scriv. Here is the indictment of the good lord Hastings; Which in a fet hand fairly is engrofs'd, That it may be to-day read o'er in Paul's. And mark how well the fequel hangs together: Yet who'fo bold, but fays-he fees it not? Bad is the world; and all will come to nought, SCENE VII. The fame. Court of Baynard's Caftle. Enter GLOSTER, and BUCKINGHAM, meeting. Glo. How now, how now? what fay the citizens? The citizens are mum, fay not a word. Glo. Touch'd you the baftardy of Edward's children? Buck. I did; with his contract with Lady Lucy, And his contract by deputy in France: The infatiate greedinefs of his defires, And And his enforcement of the city wives; His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,— Both in your form and nobleness of mind: I bade them, that did love their country's good, Buck. No, fo God help me, they spake not a word; Star'd on each other, and look'd deadly pale. Which when I faw, I reprehended them; And ask'd the mayor, what meant this wilful filence: To be spoke to, but by the recorder. Gla. ood, a word; Glo. I go; And if you plead as well filence: Gard! Enter the Lord Mayor, Aldermen, a Welcome, my lord: I dance attendance Enter, from the Caftle, CATE Now, Catesby? what fays your lord to m Buck. Return, good Catesby, to the g Tell him, myself, the mayor and alderm In deep defigns, in matter of great mom England, would this virtuous prince felf the fovereignty thereof; fear, we shall ne'er win him to it. -y, God defend his grace should say us nãy! r, he will: Here Catesby comes again ;— Re-enter CATESBY. - what fays his grace? onders to what end you have assembled of citizens to come to him, being warn'd thereof before: lord, you mean no good to him. I am, my noble coufin fhould hat I mean no good to him : we come to him in perfect love; more return and tell his grace. nd devout religious men [Exit CATESBY, beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence; alous contemplation. Enter 6 |