FIRST GENTLEMAN. Whither away so fast?

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. O, God save ye!

          Ev'n to the Hall, to hear what shall become

          Of the great Duke of Buckingham.

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. I'll save you

          That labour, sir. All's now done but the ceremony

          Of bringing back the prisoner.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. Were you there?

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. Yes, indeed, was I.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. Pray, speak what has happen'd.

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. You may guess quickly what.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. Is he found guilty?

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. Yes, truly is he, and condemn'd upon't.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. I am sorry for't.

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. So are a number more.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. But, pray, how pass'd it?

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. I'll 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.

          The King's attorney, on the contrary,

          Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confessions,

          Of divers witnesses; which the Duke desir'd

          To have brought, viva voce, to his face;

          At which appear'd against him his surveyor,

          Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor, and John Car,

          Confessor to him, with that devil-monk,

          Hopkins, that made this mischief.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. That was he

          That fed him with his prophecies?

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. The same.

          All these accus'd him strongly, which he fain

          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.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. After all this, how did he bear him-self

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. When he was brought again to th' bar to hear

          His knell rung out, his judgment, he was stirr'd

          With such an agony he sweat extremely,

          And something spoke in choler, ill and hasty;

          But he fell to himself again, and sweetly

          In all the rest show'd a most noble patience.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. I do not think he fears death.

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. Sure, he does not;

          He never was so womanish; the cause

          He may a little grieve at.

        SECOND GENTLEMAN. Certainly

          The Cardinal is the end of this.

        FIRST GENTLEMAN. 'Tis likely,

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