But that a Warwick should descend so low
As to accept this pinchbeck king as cousin,
Doth pass my comprehension!
Cromwell [aside.] Thou chameleon,
That grovelled at my feet but yesterday!
Murray [as if struck by a sudden thought.
I' faith, I am an arrant simpleton!
Cromwell.Wherein.
Murray. The while our falcons seize their prey,
They leave me here, so that, as well may be,
If guerdons be dispensed, they'll have them all!
Cromwell [aside.
Thou grasping knave!
Murray. Would they reserve for me
My portion due? I, an old sparrow-hawk,
To cool my heels below! Nay, nay! I, too,
Propose to earn my sovereign's gratitude.
Cromwell.Believe me, you will not be overlooked.
Murray.I choose to put my hand on the old devil,
As well as they!
Cromwell [aside.] Go, then, in Heaven's name!
Murray [pressing his hand.
Thou renderest us a service past all price!
But when the account is finally adjusted,
I'll not forget thee; thou shalt be, I swear,
A corporal! [Exit.
Cromwell [alone, shrugging his shoulders.
Go, seek, and thou shalt find!
A misbegotten courtier measure me
By his short rule! A strutting peacock scream
At the high-soaring eagle!
