[Bid him not fear the separated councils: 20'
His honour and myself are at the one,
And at the other is my good friend Catesby;
Where nothing can proceed that toucheth us
Whereof I shall not have intelligence.]
Tell him his fears are shallow, without in-
stance:1

And for his dreams, I wonder he's so simple
To trust the mockery of unquiet slumbers:
To fly the boar before the boar pursues,
Were to incense the boar to follow us,
And make pursuit where he did mean no chase.
Go, bid thy master rise and come to me;
And we will both together to the Tower,
Where he shall see the boar will use us kindly.
Mess. I'll go, my lord, and tell him what
[Exit.

you say.

Enter CATESBY.

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Is, to determine of the coronation.

In God's name, speak,—when is the royal day?
Buck. Is all things? ready for the royal time?
Stan. It is; and wants but nomination.3
Ely. To-morrow, then, I judge a happy day.
Buck. Who knows the lord protector's mind
herein?

Who is most inward with the noble duke?

Ely. Your grace, we think, should soonest know his mind.

Buck. [We know each other's faces: for our hearts,

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And finds the testy gentleman so hot,

That he will lose his head ere give consent 40 His master's child, as worshipful he terms it, Shall lose the royalty of England's throne. Buck. Withdraw yourself awhile; I'II go with you.

[Exit Gloster, followed by Buckingham. [Stan. We have not yet set down this day of triumph.

To-morrow, in my judgment, is too sudden; For I myself am not so well provided

As else I would be, were the day prolong'd."

Re-enter BISHOP OF ELY.

Ely. Where is my lord the Duke of Gloster? I have sent for these strawberries.]

Hast. His grace looks cheerfully and smooth to-day;

There's some conceit or other likes him well,

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