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Catef. Withdraw, my Lord, i'll help you to a horse.

K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a cast,
And I will stand the hazard of the dye :
I think there be fix Richmonds in the field;
Five have I stain to-day instead of him.
A horle ! a horie! my kingdom for a horse! [Exeunt.

Alarums. Enter King Richard and Richmond ; they

fight, Richard is plain. Retreat and flourish. Enter Richmond, Stanley, bear

ing the crown, with divers other Lordi.

Rich. God and your arms be prais'd, victorious
The day is ours ! the bloody dog is dead. [friends,

Stan. Couragious Richmond, well halt thou acquit
Lo, here these long-usurped royalties,

From the dead temples of this bloody wretch,
Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal.
Wear it, enjoy it, and make use of it.

Rich. Great God of heaven, say Amen to all !
But tell me first, is young George Stanley living ?

Stan. He is, my Lord, and safe in Leicester town;
Whither, if you so please, we may withdraw us.

Rich. What men of name are slain on either side ?

Stan. John Duke of Norfolk, Walter the Lord Ferris,
Sir Robert Brakenbury, Sir William Brandon.

Rich. Inter their bodies as becomes their births.
Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled,
That in fubiillion will return to us.
And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament,
We will unite the white rose and the red.
Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction,
That long bath frown'd upon their enmity!
What traitor hears me, and says not, Amen?
England hath long been mad, and scarr'd herself;
The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,
The father rafhly Daughter'd his own son,
The sons compe!l'd been butchers to the fire ;

butchers to the fire:
All this divided York and Lancalier,
Divided in their dire division,

now let, &c.


O now let Richmond and Elisabeth,
The true succeeders of each royal house,
By God's fair ordinance conjoin together!
And let theirs (God, if thy will be fo).
Enrich the time to come with smooth-fac'd Peace,
With smiling Plenty, and fair prosp'rous days,
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord !
That would reduce these bloody days again,
And make poor England weep in streams of blood,
Let them not live to talte this land's increase,
That would with treason wound this fair land's peace,
Now civil wounds are stopp'd, Peace lives again :
That the may long live here, God say, Amen?


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The Life of HENRY VIII.


Cardinal Wolsey, his first mini-

sier and favourite. Cranmer, Archbishop of Canter

bury. Duke of Norfolk. Duke of Buckingham. Charles Brandon, Duke of Suf

folk Earl of Surrey. Lord Chamberlain. Cardinal Campeius, the Pope's

Legale. Capucius, Ambasador from the

Emperor Charles V. Sir Thomas Audleic, Lord Keeper

after Sir Thomas More; and

then Lord Chancellor. Gardiner, Bishop of Winchester, Bishop of Lincola. Lord Abergavenny. Lord Sands. Sir Henry Guilfford. Sir Thomas Lovell. Sir An:hony Denny. Sir Nicholas Vaux. Sir William Sands.

Cromwell, first servant to Wolfey

afterwards to the King. Griffith, Gentleman Ulmer to go

Catharine. Three Gentlemen. Doftor Biitts, physician to the King. Garter, King at Arms. Surveyor to the Duke of Bucking

ham. Brandon, and Serjeant at Arms. Door,kee per of the council-chamber. Portor, and his min Queen Catharine, first wife to King Henry, afterwards di.

vorced. Anne Bullen, beloved by the King,

and afterwards married to him. An old Lady, friend to Anne Bulo

len. Patience, Woman of the bed-cham

ber to Queen Cathırine. Several Lords and Ladies in the

dumb news, Women attending upon the Queen; Spirits which appear to her. Scribes, Officers, Guards, and othar Altendants.

The SCENE lies mostly in London and Westminster; once at Kims


I Como
Come no inore to make you laugh ; things now

That bear a weighty and a lerious brow,
Sad, high, and visking, fiell of Itute ind wor;
Such noble fuenes as draw the eye to flow,

We shall present. Those that can fity, here
May, if they think it well, let fall a tear;
The /ubject will deserve it. Such as give
Their money out of hope they may believe,
May here find truth 100. Those that come to see
Only a fhow or two, (and so agree,
The play may pass ), if they be fill and willing
I'll undertake, may see away their fhilling
Richly in two mort hours. Oniy they
That come to hear a merry bawdy play:
A noise of targets ; or to see a fellow
In a long motely coat, guarded with yellow;
Will be deceiv'd: for, gentle hearers, know,
To rank our cholen truth with such a show
As fool and fight is, ( besides forfeiting
Our own brains, and th' opinion that we bring
To make that only true we now intend),
Will leave usne’er an understanding friend.
Therefore, for goodness? sake, as you are known
The first and happiest hearers of the town,
Be fad, as we would make ye. Think ye fee
The very persons.of our noble story,
As they were living : think you see them great;
And follow'd with the gen'ral throng, and sweat.
Of thousand friends ; then, in a moment, see
How soon this mightiness meets misery!
And, if you can be inerry tben, I'll say,,
A man may weep upon his, wedding day,

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An antichamber in the palace,
Enter the Duke of Norfolk, at one door; at the other,

the Duke of Buckingham, and the Lord Abergavenny. Buck,

Oon morrow, and well mnet. How have



you done

since last we saw y'in France ? nor. I thank your Grace :

Healthful, and ever since a fresh admirer
Of what I saw there.

Buck. An untimely ague
Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when
Those funs of glory, those two lights of men,
Met in the vale of Arde:

Nor. 'Twixt Guynes and Arde :
I was then present, saw 'em falute on horseback,
Beheld them when they lighted, how they clung
In their embracement, as they grew together ;
Which had they, what four thron'u ones could have
Such a compounded one?

[weigh.d Buck. All the whole time I was my chamber's prisoner.

Nor. Then you lost The view of earthly glory. Men might say Till this time Pomp was lingle, but now marry'd To one above itfelf. Each following day Became the next day's malter, till the latt Made former wonders, its To-day the French,. All clinquant, all in gold, like Heatisen gods, Shone down the English ; and to-morrow they Made Britain India : every man that stood, Shew'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were. As cherubins, all gilt; the Madams too, Not us'd to toil, did almoit sweat to bear The pride upon them ; that their very labour Was to them as a painting Now this mask Was cry'd incomparable; and ch'enfuing night Made it a fool and beggar. The two Kings, Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst, As presence did present them; him in eye, Sull him in praise ; and being present both, 'Twas said they law but one, and no dilceruer Durit wag his tongue in cenfure.*. When these suns (For lo they phrale 'em). by their heralds challeng'd 'i he noble ipirits to arins, they did perform Beyond thought's compals; that old fabulous story (Being now seen poflible enough) got credit; That Bevis t was believ'd,

Cenjure, for determination, of which had the noblest appearance. -4 The old romantic legend of Bevis. of Southampton, Mr Pope.

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