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BUCK.

Pray give me favor, sir: this cunning Cardinal

The articles o’ th’ combination drew

As himself pleas’d; and they were ratified

As he cried, “Thus let be!” to as much end

As give a crutch to th’ dead. But our count-cardinal

Has done this, and ’tis well; for worthy Wolsey

(Who cannot err), he did it. Now this follows

(Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy

To th’ old dam, treason), Charles the Emperor,

Under pretense to see the Queen his aunt

(For ’twas indeed his color, 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

Peep’d harms that menac’d him—privily

Deals with our Cardinal, and, as I trow—

Which I do well, for I am sure the Emperor

Paid ere he promis’d, whereby his suit was granted

Ere it was ask’d—but when the way was made

And pav’d with gold, the Emperor thus desir’d,

That he would please to alter the King’s course,

And break the foresaid peace. Let the King know

(As soon he shall by me) that thus the Cardinal

Does buy and sell his honor as he pleases,

And for his own advantage.

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