The Tower Gate.

Enter the Warders of the Tower, with halbards.

First Warder.
Ho, make a guard there!

Second Warder.
Master Lieutenant gives a straight command,
The people be avoided from the bridge.

Third Warder.
From whence is he committed, who can tell?

First Warder.
From Durham House, I hear.

Second Warder.
The guard were waiting there are hour ago.

Third Warder.
If he stay long, he'll not get near the wharf,
There's such a crowd of boats upon the Thames.

Second Warder.
Well, be it spoken without offence to any,
A wiser or more virtuous gentleman
Was never bred in England.