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Lov. Faith, how easy?
Cham. Sweet ladies, will it please you sit ? Sir Harry,
Sands. By my faith, And thank your lordship.-By your leave, sweet ladies :
[Seats himself between Anne BULLEN and
another lady. If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father.
Anne. Was he mad, sir?
Sands. O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too: But he would bite none; just as I do now, He would kiss you twenty with a breath. [Kisses her.
Cham. Well said, my lord. So, now you are fairly seated :—Gentlemen, penance lies on you, if these fair ladies
frowning. Sands. For my little cure, Let me alone. Haut boys. Enter Cardinal Wolsey, attended; and
takes his state. Wol. You are welcome, my fair guests; that noble
Sands. Your grace is noble:
Wol. My lord Sands,
Sands. The red wine first must rise
Anne. You are a merry gamester,
Sands. Yes, if I make my play.
Anne. You cannot show me.
[Drum and trumpets within : Chambers discharged. Wol. What's that? Cham. Look out there, some of you.
[Exit a Servant. Wol. What warlike voice? And to what end is this ?-Nay, ladies, fear not; By all the laws of war you are privileg’d.
Re-enter Servant. Cham. How now? what is't!
Sero. A noble troop of strangers ; For so they seem : they have left their barge, and land
ed; And hither make, as great ambassadors From foreign princes.
Wol. Good lord chamberlain,
pray, receive them nobly, and conduct them Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty Shall shine at full upon them :-Some altend him.[Erit Chamberlain, attended. All arise, and tables
Hautboys. Enter the King, and twelve others, as maskers,
habited like Shepherds, with sixteen torch bearers ; ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. They pass directly before the Cardinal, and gracefully salute him. A noble company! what are their pleasures ? Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they
pray'd To tell your grace ;--That, having heard by fame Of this so noble and so fair assembly This night to meet here, they could do no less, Out of the great respect they bear to beauty, But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct, Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat An hour of revels with them.
W ol. Say, lord chamberlain, They have done my poor house grace; for which I pay
them A thousand thanks, and pray them take their pleasures.
[Ladies chosen for the Dance. The King chouses
K. Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O, beauty, Till now I never knew thee.
Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me:
[CHAM. goes to the company, and reluras. Wol. What say they?
Cham. Such a one, they all confess,
Wol. Let me see then,- [Comes from his State.
Wol. I am glad,
K. Hen. My lord chamberlain,
I were unmannerly, to take you out,
round. Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready I'the privy chamber?
Lov. Yes, my lord.
Wol. Your grace,
K. Hen. I fear, too much.
Wol. There's fresher air, my lord,
[Exeunt, with trumpets.