ACT TWO
SCENE I. Westminster. A street.
Enter two Gentlemen, at several doors.
1 GENTLEMAN Whither away so fast?
2 GENTLEMAN O, God save ye!
Evān to the Hall, to hear what shall become
Of the great Duke of Buckingham.
1 GENTLEMAN Iāll save you
That labour, sir. Allās now done but the ceremony
Of bringing back the prisoner.
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2 GENTLEMAN Were you there?
1 GENTLEMAN Yes, indeed, was I.
2 GENTLEMAN Pray, speak what has happenād.
1 GENTLEMAN You may guess quickly what.
2 GENTLEMAN Is he found guilty?
1 GENTLEMAN Yes, truly is he, and condemnād uponāt.
2 GENTLEMAN I am sorry forāt.
1 GENTLEMAN So are a number more.
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2 GENTLEMAN But, pray, how passād it?
1 GENTLEMAN Iāll 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.
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The Kingās attorney, on the contrary,
Urgād on the examinations, proofs, confessions,
Of divers witnesses; which the Duke desirād
To have brought, viva voce, to his face;
At which appearād against him his surveyor,
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Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor, and John Car,
Confessor to him, with that devil-monk,
Hopkins, that made this mischief.
2 GENTLEMAN That was he
That fed him with his prophecies?
1 GENTLEMAN The same.
All these accusād him strongly, which he fain
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Would have flung from him; but indeed he could not;
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.
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2 GENTLEMAN After all this, how did he bear himself?
1 GENTLEMAN When he was brought again to thā bar to hear
His knell rung out, his judgment, he was stirrād
With such an agony he sweat extremely,
And something spoke in choler, ill and hasty;
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But he fell to himself again, and sweetly
In all the rest showād a most noble patience.
2 GENTLEMAN I do not think he fears death.
1 GENTLEMAN Sure, he does not;
He never was so womanish; the cause
He may a little grieve at.
2 GENTLEMAN Certainly
The Cardinal is the end of this.
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1 GENTLEMAN āTis likely,
By all conjectures: first, Kildareās attainder,
Then deputy of Ireland, who removād,
Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too,
Lest he should help his father.
2 GENTLEMAN That trick of state
Was a deep envious one.
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1 GENTLEMAN At his return
No doubt he will requite it. This is noted,
And generally: whoever the King favours
The Cardinal instantly will find employment,
And far enough from court too.
2 GENTLEMAN All the commons
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Hate him perniciously, and, oā my conscience,
Wish him ten fathom deep: this Duke as much
They love and dote on; call him bounteous Buckingham,
The mirror of all courtesy ā
Enter BUCKINGHAM from his arraignment; Tipstaves before him; the axe with the edge towards him; halberds on each side; accompanied with SIR THOMAS LOVELL, SIR NICHOLAS VAUX, SIR WILLIAM SANDYS, and common people, etc.
1 GENTLEMAN Stay there, sir,
And see the noble ruinād man you speak of.
2 GENTLEMAN Letās stand close and behold him.
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BUCKINGHAM 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 receivād a traitorās judgment,
And by that name must die; yet, beaven bear witness,
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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:
āT has done, upon the premises, but justice.
But those that sought it I could wish more Christians.
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Be what they will, I heartily forgive āem;
Yet let āem look they glory not in mischief
Nor build their evils on the graves of great men,
For then my guiltless blood must cry against āem.
For further life in this world I neāer hope
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Nor will I sue, although the King have mercies
More than I dare make faults. You few that lovād me
And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham,
His noble friends and fellows, whom to leave
Is only bitter to him, only dying,
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Go with me like good angels to my end;
And as the long divorce of steel falls on me
Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice,
And lift my soul to heaven. Lead on, a Godās name.
LOVELL I do beseech your Grace, for charity,
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If ever any malice in your heart
Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly.
BUCKINGHAM Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you
As I would be forgiven. I forgive all.
There cannot be those numberless offences
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āGainst 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 Kingās, and, till my soul forsake,
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Shall cry for blessings on him. May he live
Longer than I have time to tell his years;
Ever belovād and loving may his rule be;
And when old time shall lead him to his end,
Goodness and he fill up one monument!
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LOVELL To thā water side I must conduct your ...