_Bullen._ Darke Night, dread Night, the silence of the Night. Wherein the Furies maske in hellish troupes, ·dad015· Send vp I charge you from _Sosetus_ lake, The spirit _Askalon_ to come to me, To pierce the bowels of this Centricke earth, And hither come in twinkling of an eye, _Askalon, Assenda, Assenda_. [dad020] It thunders and lightens, and then the spirit riseth vp. _Spirit._ Now _Bullenbrooke_ what wouldst thou haue me do? _Bullen._ First of the King, what shall become of him? _Spirit._ The Duke yet liues that _Henry_ shall depose, But him out liue, and dye a violent death. [dad024] _Bullen._ What fate awayt the Duke of _Suffolke_. [dad025] _Spirit._ By water shall he die and take his ende. [dad026] _Bullen._ What shall betide the Duke of _Somerset_? _Spirit._ Let him shun Castles, safer shall he be vpon the sandie plaines, then where Castles mounted stand. [dad029] Now question me no more, for I must hence againe. ·dad030· He sinkes downe againe. _Bullen._ Then downe I say, vnto the damned poule. [dad031] Where Pluto in his firie Waggon sits. Ryding amidst the singde and parched smoakes, The Rode of _Dytas_ by the Riuer Stykes, There howle and burne for euer in those flames, ·dad035· Rise _Iordaine_ rise, and staie thy charming Spels. Sonnes, we are betraide. [dad037] Enter the Duke of _Yorke_, and the Duke of _Buckingham_, and others. _Yorke._ Come sirs, laie hands on them, and bind them sure, This time was well watcht. What Madame are you there? This will be great credit for your husband, ·dad040· That your are plotting Treasons thus with Cuniurers, [dad041] The King shall haue notice of this thing. [dad042] _Exet Elnor_ aboue. _Buc._ See here my Lord what the diuell hath writ. _Yorke._ Giue it me my Lord, Ile show it to the King. Go sirs, see them fast lockt in prison. ·dad045· _Exet_ with them. _Bucking._ My Lord, I pray you let me go post vnto the King, Vnto S. Albones, to tell this newes. [dad047] _Yorke._ Content. Away then, about it straight. _Buck._ Farewell my Lord. _Exet_ Buckingham. _Yorke._ Whose within there? [dad050] Enter one. _One._ My Lord. _Yorke._ Sirrha, go will the Earles of Salsbury and Warwicke, to [dad052] sup with me to night. _Exet_ Yorke. _One._ I will my Lord. _Exet._ SCENE V. Enter the King and Queene with her Hawke on her fist, and Duke _Humphrey_ and _Suffolke_, and the Cardinall, as if they came from hawking. _Queene._ My Lord, how did your grace like this last flight? But as _I_ cast her off the winde did rise, And twas ten to one, old Ione had not gone out. _King._ How wonderful the Lords workes are on earth, Euen in these silly creatures of his hands, [dae005] Vnckle Gloster, how hie your Hawke did sore? [dae006] And on a sodaine soust the Partridge downe. [dae007]