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To fee you ta'en from liberty, to look on

The business prefent. 'Tis his Highness pleasure
You fhall to th' Tower.

Buck. It will help me nothing

To plead mine innocence; for that dye is on me, Which makes my whit'ft part black. The will of heav'n Be done in this and all things. I obey.

O my Lord Aberga'ny, fare ye well.

Bran. Nay, he must bear you company.
King

The

[To Aberg.

Is pleas'd you fhall to th' Tower, till you know

How he determines further.

Aber. As the Duke said,

The will of heav'n be done, and the King's pleasure By me obey'd.

Bran. Here is a warrant from

The King, t'attach Lord Montague; and the bodies Of the Duke's Confeffor, John de la Court,

'And Gilbert Peck his chancellor.

Buck. So, fo;

These are the limbs o'th' plot. No more, I hope?
Bran. A monk o'th' Chartreux.

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Buck. Nicholas Hopkins.

Bran. He.

Buck. My furveyor is falfe, the o'er Hath fhew'd him gold;

great Cardinal my life is fpann'd already.

Mr. Rowe and Mr. Pope from them. But here again by the help of the Chronicles, I have given the true Reading. THEOE.

One Gilbert Peck, his Counfellor.] So the old Copies have it, but I, from the Authorities of Hall and Holing head, chang'd it to Chancellor. And our Poet himself, in the Beginning of the fecond Act, vouches for this Correction. At which; appear'd against him the fingers. The meaning, therebis Surveyor,

Sir Gilbert Peck his Chancellor. THEOBALD. Michael Hopkins? So all the old Copies had it; and fo - VOL. V.

my life is spanned already.] To pan is to gripe or inclofe in the hand; to span is alfo to measure by the palm and

fore, may either be, that hold is taken of my life, my life is in the gripe of my enemies; or, that my time is measured, the length of my life is now determined.

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3 I am the fhadow of poor Buckingham,

Whofe figure ev'n this inftant cloud puts on,
By dark'ning my clear fun.-My Lord, farewel.

SCENE IV.

Changes to the Council-Chamber.

[Exeunt.

Cornet. Enter King Henry, leaning on the Cardinal's fhoulder; the Nobles, and Sir Thomas Lovell; the Cardinal places bimfelf under the King's feet, on bis right-fide.

King⋅ M

Y life itself, and the best heart of it, Thanks you for this great care. I ftood i'th' level

Of a full-charg'd confed'racy, and give thanks
To you that choak'd it. Let be call'd before us

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them, a heart, he says, his best beart. A way of speaking that would have become a cat rather than a King. WARBURTON.

This expreffion is not more monftrous than many others. Heart is not here taken for the great organ of circulation and life, but, in a common and popular fenfe, for the most valuable or precious part. Our authour, in Hamlet, mentions the heart of beart. Exhaufted and effete ground is faid by the farmer to be out of heart. The hard and inner part of the oak is called heart of oak.

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-Stood ith level Of a full-charg'd confed'racy.] To ftand in the level of a gun is to ftand in a line with its. mouth, fo as to be hit by the shot.

That

That gentleman of Buckingham's; in perfon
I'll hear him his confeffions juftify,

And point by point the treafons of his master
He shall again relate.

A noife within, crying, Room for the Queen. Enter the Queen, ufbered by the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk: fhe kneels. The King rifeth from his ftate, takes her up, kifles and placeth her by him.

Queen. Nay, we must longer kneel; I am a fuitor. King. Arife, and take your place by us; half your fuit

Never name to us, you have half our power,
The other moiety, ere you afk, is given;
Repeat your will, and take it.

Queen. Thank your Majefty.

That you would love yourfelf, and in that love
Not unconfider'd leave your honour, nor
The dignity of your office, is the point
Of my petition.

King. Lady mine, proceed.

Queen. I am follicited, not by a few,

And those of true condition, that your subjects
Are in great grievance. There have been commiffions
Sent down among 'em, which have flaw'd the heart
Of all their loyalties; wherein although, [To Wolfey.
My good Lord Cardinal, they vent reproaches
Moft bitterly on you, as putter on

Of thefe exactions; yet the King our master,
Whose honour heav'n fhield from foil, ev'n he 'fcapes

not

Language unmannerly; yea fuch, which breaks
The fides of loyalty, and almoft appears

In loud rebellion.

Nor. Not almost appears,

It doth appear; for, upon these taxations,
The clothiers all, not able to maintain

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The many to them 'longing, have put off The fpinfters, carders, fullers, weavers; who, Unfit for other life, compell'd by hunger

? And lack of other means, in defp'rate manner Daring th' event to th' teeth, are all in uproar, And danger ferves among them.

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King. Taxation ?

Wherein? and what taxation? My Lord Cardinal,
You, that are blam'd for it alike with us,
Know you of this taxation?

Wol. Please you, Sir,

I know but of a fingle part in aught

Pertains to th' ftate, and front but in that file
Where others tell fteps with me.

Queen. No, my Lord.

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You know no more than others, but frame

• The many to them 'longing.] The many is the meiny, the train, the people. Dryden is, perhaps, the last that ufed this word.

The Kings before their many

rode.

7 And lack of other means,-] Means does not fignify methods of livelihood, for that was faid immediately before unfit for other life; but it fignifies, neceJaries-compellet, fays the fpeaker, for want of bread and other necefiaries. But the poet afing, for the thing, [want of bread] the effect of it, [bunger] the paffage is become doubly obfcure; firft, by using a term in a licentious fente, and then by putting it to a vicious conftruction. The not apprehending that this is one of the diftinguishing peculiarities in Shakespear's file, has been the occasion of fo much ridiculous correction of him.

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Things that are known alike, which are not wholfome
To those which would not know them, and yet muft
Perforce be their acquaintance. 1 hefe exactions,
Whereof my Sovereign would have note, they are
Moft peftilent to th' hearing; and, to bear 'em,
The back is facrifice to th' load. They fay,
They are devis'd by you, or elfe you fuffer
Too hard an exclamation.

King. Still, exaction!

The nature of it? In what kind let's know
Is this exaction?

Queen. I am much too vent'rous

In tempting of your patience, but am bolden'd
Under your promis'd pardon. The subjects' grief
Comes through commiffions, which compel from each
The fixth part of his substance, to be levy'd
Without delay; and the pretence for this

Is nam'd, your wars in France. This makes bold mouths;

Tongues fpit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze
Allegiance in them; all their curses now

Live where their pray'rs did; and its come to pass,
That tractable obedience is a flave

To each incenfed will. I would, your Highness
Would give it quick confideration, for
There is no primer business.

King. By my life,

This is against our pleasure,

In the old edition :

There is no primer BASENESS.] The Queen is here complaining of the fuffering of the Commons; which, the fufpects, arofe from the abuse of power in fome great men. But he is very referved in fpeaking her thoughts concerning the quality of it. We may be affured then, that he did not, in conclufion

call it the highest bafeness; but rather made ufe of a word that could not offend the Cardinal, and yet would incline the King to give it a speedy hearing. I read therefore,

There is no primer BUSINESS. i. e. no matter of ftate that more earnestly preffes a dispatch.

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WARBURTON.

Wol.

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