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You have too much, good lady: buto KOUW Q. Kath. Ye turn me into nothing: Woe upHow you stand minded in the weighty differ

on ye,

(me

And all such false professors! Would ye hare Between the king and you; and to deliver, (If you have any justice, any pity; Like free and honest men, our just opinions, If ye be any thing but churchmen's habits,) And comforts to your cause.

Put my sick cause into his hands that hates Cam. Most honour'd madam,

me ? My lord of York,-out of his noble nature, Alas ! he has banish'd me his bed already; Zeal and obedience he still bore your grace; His love, too long ago: I am old, my lords, Forgetting, like a good man, your late censure And all the fellowship I hold now with him Both of his truth and him, (which was too is only my obedience. What can happen Offers, as I do, in a sign of peace, [far,)- To me, above this wretchedness? all your His service and his counsel.

Make me a curse like this.

(studies Q. Kath. To betray me.

(Aside. Cam. Your fears are worse. My lords, I thank you for both your good wills, Q. Kath. Have I liv'd tbus long-(let me Yé speak like honest men, (pray God, ye speak myself,

(one ? prove so !)

Since virtue finds no friends, a wife, a true But how to make you suddenly an answer, A woman (I dare say, without vainglory,) In such a point of weight, so near snine hon- Never yet branded with suspicion ? our,

Have I with all my full affections (More near my life, I fear,) with my weak wit, Still met the king ? lov'd him next heaven ? And to such men of gravity and learning,

obey'd him? In truth, I know not. I was set at work Been, out of fondness, superstitious to him ?* Among my maids; full little, God knows, Almost forgot my prayers to content him? looking

And am I thus rewarded ? 'tis not well, lords. Either for such men, or such business. Bring me a constant woman to her husband, For her sake that I have been, (for I feel One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleaThe last fit of my greatness,) good your graces,

sure; Let me have time, and counsel, for my cause; And to that woman, when she has done most, Alas! I am a woman, friendless, hopeless. Yet will I add an honour,--a great patience. Wol. Madam, you wrong the king's love Wol. Madam, you wander from the good with these fears;

we aim at. Your hopes and friends are infinite.

Q. Kath. My lord, I dare not make myself Q. Kath. In England,

so guilty, But little for my profit: Can you think, lords, To give np willingly that noble title That any Englishman dare give me counsel? Your master wed me to : nothing but death Or be a known friend, 'gainst his highness' Shall e'er divorce my dignities. pleasure,

(est,) Wol. 'Pray, hear me. (Though he be grown so desperate to be hon- Q. Kath. 'Would I had never trod this Eng. And live a subject? Nay, forsooth, my friends,

lish earth, They that must weigh* out my aftlictions, Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it! They that my trust must grow to, live not here; Ye have angels' faces, but heaven knows your They are, as all my other comforts, far hence,

hearts. In mine own country, lords.

What will become of me now, wretched lady? Cum. I would, your grace

I am the most unhappy woman living.Would leave your griefs, and take my counsel. Alas! poor wenches, where are now your forQ. Kath. How, Sir ?

tunes ?

[ To her: Women. Cam. Put your main cause into the king's Shipwreck'd upon a kingdom, where no pity, protection;

(much | No friends, no hope ; no kindred weep for me, He's loving, and 'most gracious; 'twill be Almost no grave allow'd me :-Like the lily, Both for your honour better, and your cause; That once was mistress of the field, and fourFor, if the trial of the law o'ertake you,

ish'd, You'll part away disgrac'd.

I'll hang my head, and perish. Wol. He tells you rightly.

Wol. If your grace Q. Kath. Ye tell me what, ye wish for both, Could but be brought to know, our ends are my ruin;

honest, Is this your Christian counsel? out upon ye! You'd feel more comfort: why should we, Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge,

good lady, That no king can corrupt.

Upon what cause, wrong you? alas! our places, Cum. Your rage mistakes us.

The way of our profession is against it; Q. Kath. The more shame for ye; holy men We are to cure such sorrows, not to sow them. I thought ye,

For goodness' sake, consider what you do; Upon my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues : How you may hurt yourself, ay, utierly But cardinal sins, and hollow hearts, I fear ye: Grow from the king's acquaintance, by this Mend them for shame, my lords. Is this your

carriage. comfort ?

The hearts of princes kiss obedience, The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady? So much they love it; but to stubborn spirits, A woman lost among ye, laugh'd at, scorn'd? They swell, and grow as terrible as storms. I will not wish ye balt my miseries,

I know, you have a gentle, noble temper, I have more charity: But say, I warp'd ye; A soul as even as a calm; Pray, think us Take heed, for heaven's sake, take heed, lest Those we profess, peace-makers, friends, and at once

servants. The burden of my sorrows fall upon ye.

Cam. Madam, you'll find it so. You wrong Wol. Madam, this is a mere distraction;

your virtues

(spirit, You turn the good we offer into envy.

With these weak women's fears. A noble * Outweigh.

* Served him with superstitious attention

As yours was put into you, ever casts

Suf. Believe it. Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The king Sur. Will this work ? loves you;

Cham. The king in this perceives him, how Beware, you lose it not: For us, if you please

he coasts, To trust us in your business, we are ready And hedges his own way. But in this point To use our utmost studies in your service. All his tricks founder, and he brings his Q. Kath. Do what ye will, my lords : and,

physic pray, forgive me,

After his patient's death; the king already If I have us'd' myself unmannerly;

Hath married the fair lady. You know, I am a woman, lacking wit

Sur. 'Would he had ! To make a seemly answer to such persons. Suf. May you be happy in your wish, my Pray, do my service to his majesty:

For, I profess, you have it.

[lord? He has my heart yet; and shall have my Sur. 'Now all my joy prayers,

Trace the conjunction ! While I shall have my life. Come, reverend Suf. My amen to't! fathers,

Nor. All men's. Bestow your counsels op me: she now begs, Suf. There's order given for her coronation: That little thought, when she set footing here, Marry, this is yet but young,t and may be left She should have bought her dignities so dear. To some ears unrecounted.-But, my lords,

(Exeunt. She is a gallant creature, and complete SCENE 11.-Ante-chamber to the King's

In mind and feature: I persuade me, from her

Will fall some blessing to this land, which shall
Apartment.

In it be memoriz'd.
Enter the Duke of NORFOLK, the Duke of Suf- Sur. But, will the king

FOLK, the Earl of SURREY, and the Lord Digest this letter of the cardinal's ?
CHAMBERLAIN.

The Lord forbid !
Nor. If you will now unite in your com-

Nor. Marry, amen! plaints,

Suf. No, no; And forcet them with a constancy, the cardinal There be more wasps that buz about his nose, Cannot stand under them: if you omit

Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal The offer of this time, I cannot promise,

Campeius But that you shall sustain more new disgraces, Has left the cause o'the king unhandled; and

Is stolen away to Rome; hath ta’en no leave; With these you bear already. Sur. I am joyful

Is posted, as the agent of our cardinal, To meet the least occasion, that may give me

To second all his plot. I do assure you Remembrance of my father-in-law, the duke,

The king cry'd, ha! at this. To be reveng'd on him.

Cham. Now, God incense him, Suf. Which of the peers

And let him cry ba, louder! Have uncontemn'd gone by him, or at least

Nor. But, my lord,

When returns Cranmer?
Strangely neglected? when did be regard
The stamp of nobleness in any person,

Suf. He is return'd, in his opinions; which Out of himself?

Have satisfied the king for his divorce, Cham. My lords, you speak your pleasures: Together with all famous colleges What he deserves of you and me, I know ;

Almost in Christendom: shortly, I believe, What we can do to him, (though'now the time His second marriage shall be publish'd, and Gives way to us,) I much fear. If you cannot

Her coronation. Katharine no more Bar his access to the king, never attempt

Shall be call’d, queen; but princess dowager, Any thing on him; for he hath a witchcraft

And widow to prince Arthur. Over the king in his tongue.

Nor. This same Cranmer's Nor. O, fear him not;

A worthy fellow, and hath ta'en much pain Ilis spell in that is out: the king hath found

In the king's business.
Matter against him, that for ever mars

Suf. He has; and we shall see him
The honey of his language. No, he's settled, For it, an archbishop.
Not to come off, in his displeasure.

Nor. So I hear.
Sur. Sir,

Suf. 'Tis so.
I should be glad to hear such news as this

The cardinal-
Once every hour.
Nor. Believe it, this is true.

Enter WOLSEY and CROMWELL.
In the divorce, his contrary proceedings Nor. Observe, observe, he's moody.
Are all unfolded; wherein he appears,

Wol. The packet, Cromwell, gave it you As I could wish mine enemy.

the king ? Sur. How came

Crom. To his own hand, in his bed-chamber. His practices to light?

Wol. Look'd be o’the inside of the paper ? Suf. Most strangely.

Crom. Presently Sur. O, how, how?

He did unseal them: and the first he view'd, Suf. The cardinal's letter to the pope mis- He did it with a serious mind; a heed carried,

Was in his countenance: You, he bade
And came to the eye o'the king: wherein Attend bim bere this morning.
was read,

Wol. Is he ready
How that the cardinal did entreat his holiness to come abroad ?
To stay the judgement o'the divorce: for if Crom. I think, by this he is.
It did take place, I do, quoth he, perceive Wol. Leave me a while-
My king is iangled in utjection to

[Exit CROMWELL. A creature of the queen's, lady Anne Bullen. It shall be to the duchess of Alençon, Sur. Has the king this?

The French king's sister: he sball marry her.[up

# Behavcd.

† Enforce.

* Follow

+ New

# Made memorie

Anne Bullen ! No; I'll no Anne Bullens for Of your best graces in your mind; the which bim:

You were now running o'er ; you have scarce There is more in it than fair visage.--Bullen!

time
No, we'll no Bullens.-Speedily I wish To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span,
To hear from Rome. The marchioness of To keep your earthly audit: sure, in that
Pembroke!

I deem you an ill husband; and am glad
Nor. He's discontented.

To have you therein my companion. Suf. May be, he hears the king

Wol. Sir, Does whet his anger to him.

For holy offices I have a time; a time Sur. Sharp enough,

To think upon the part of business, which Lord, for thy justice!

bear i' the state; and nature does require Wól. The late queen's gentlewoman; a Her times of preservation, which, perforce, knight's daughter,

I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal, To be her mistress' mistress! the queen's Must give my tendance to. queen !

[it;

K. Hen. You have said well. This candle burns not clear : 'tis I must snuff Wol. And ever may your highness yoke toThen, out it goes.- What though I know her gether, virtuous,

As I will lend you cause, my doing well And well-deserving ? yet I know her for With my well saying! A spleeny Lutheran ; and not wholesome to K. Hen. 'Tis well said again; Our cause, that she should lie i' the bosom of And 'tis a kind of good deed, to say well: Our hard-ruld king. Again, there is sprung And yet words are no deeds. My father lov'd A heretic, an arch one, Cranmer; one

you: Hath crawl'd into the favour of the king, He said, he did; and with his deed did crown And is his oracle.

His word upon you. Since I had my office, Nor. He is vex'd at something.

I have kept you next my heart; have not alone Suf. I would, 'twere something that would Employ'd you where high profits might come fret the string,

home, The master-cord of his heart!

But par’d my present havings, to bestow

My bounties upon you.
Enter the King, reading a Schedule ;* and

Wol. What should this mean?
LOVELL,

Sur. The Lord increase this business!
Suf. The king, the king.

(Aside. Į K. Hen. What piles of wealth hath he accu- K. Hen. Have I not made you [me, mulated

[hour The prime man of the state? I pray you, tell To his own portion! and what expense by the If what I now pronounce, you have found true: Seems to flow from him! How, i' the name of And, if you may confess it, say withal, thrift,

If you are bound to us, or no. What say you? Does he rake this together!-Now, my lords ; Wol. My sovereign, I confess, your royal Saw you the cardinal?

graces,

[could Nor. My lord, we have

[motion Shower'd on me daily, have been more, than Stood here observing him: Some strange com- My studied purposes requite; which went Is in his brain : he bites his lip, and starts; Beyond all man's endeavours :--my endeavours Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground, Have ever come too short of my desires, Then, lays his finger on his temple; straight, Yet, fild with my abilities: Mine own ends Springs out into fast gait;t then, stops again, Have been mine so, that evermore they pointed Strikes his breast hard; and anon, he casts To the good of your most sacred person, and His eye against the moon : in most strange The profit of the state. For your great graces postures

Heap'd upon me, poor undesérver, I We have seen him set himself.

Can nothing render but allegiant thanks; K. Hen. It may well be;

My prayers to heaven for you; my loyalty, There is a mutiny in his mind. This morning which ever bas, and ever shall be growing, Papers of state he sent me to peruse,

Till death, that winter, kill it. As I requir’d; And, wott you, what I found K. Hen. Fairly answer'd; There; on my conscience, put unwittingly? A loyal and obedient subject is Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing,- Therein illustrated : The honour of it The several parcels of his plate, his treasure, Does pay the act of it; as, i' the contrary, Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which The foulness is the punishment. I presume, I find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks That, as my hand has open'd bounty to you, Possession of a subject.

My heart dropp'd love, my power rain'd honNor. It's heaven's will;

our, more Some spirit put this paper in the packet, On you, than any; so your hand, and heart, To bless your eye withal.

Your brain, and every function of your power; K, Hen. If we did think

Should, notwithstanding that your bond of
His contemplation were above the earth, As 'twere in love's particular, be more [duty,
And fix'd on spiritual object, he should still To me, your friend, than any.
Dwell in his musings: but I am afraid,

Wol. I do profess.
His thinkings are below the moon, not worth That for yourhighness' good I ever labour'd
His serious considering.

More than mine own; that am, have, and will [He takes his seat, and whispers Lovell,

be.

[to you, who goes to Wolsey.

Though all the world should crack their duty Wol. Heaven forgive me!

And throw it from their soul: though perils did Ever God bless your highness !

Abound, as thick as thought could make them, K. Hen. Good my lord,

and You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the appear in forms more horrid; yet my duty, inventory

As doth a rock against the chiding flood,

Should the approach of this wild river break, * An inventory. + Steps

Know

And stand unshaken yours.

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K. Hen. 'Tis nobly spoken:

Sur. Thou art a proud traitor, priest. Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast,

Wol. Proud lord, thou liest; For you have seen him open't. - Read o'er this; Within these forty hours Surrey durst better

[Giving him papers. Have burnt that tongue, than said so. And, after, this: and then to breakfast, with Sur. Thy ambition, What appetite you have.

Thou scarlet sin, robb’d this bewailing land [Exit King, frowning upon Cardinal Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law:

WOLSEY: the Nobles throng ufter The heads of all thy brother cardinals,

him, smiling, and whispering. (With thee, and all thy best parts bound toWol. What should this mean?

gether,) What sudden anger's this? how have I reap'd Weigh'd not a hair of his. Plague of your po. He parted frowning from me, as if ruin (it? You sent me deputy for Ireland; [licy! Leap'd from his eyes: So looks the chated Far from his succour, from the king, from all lion

That might have mercy on the fault thou gav's, Upon the daring huntsman that has gall’d him;

him; Then makes him nothing. I must read this Whilst your great goodness, out of holy pity, paper;

Absolu'd him with an axe. I fear, the story of his anger.—'Tis so;

Wol. This, and all else This paper has undone me: 'Tis the account This talking lord can lay upon my credit, Of all that world of wealth I have drawn to- I answer, is most false. The duke by law gether

(dom, Found his deserts: how innocent I was For mine own ends; indeed, to gain the pope- From any private malice in his end, And fee my friends in Rome. O negligence, His noble jury and foul cause can witness. Fit for a fool to fall by! What cross devil If I lov'd many words, lord, I should tell you, Made me put this main secret in the packet You have as little honesty as honour; I sent the king? Is there no way to cure this? That I, in the way of loyalty and truth No new device to beat this from his brains ? Toward the king, my ever royal master, I know, 'twill stir him strongly; Yet I know Dare mate* a sounder man than Surrey can be, A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune And all that love his follies. Will bring me off again. What's this--To the Sur. By my soul, Pope?

Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou The letter, as I live, with all the business

should'st feel I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell! My sword i'the life-blood of thee else.-My. I have touch'd the highest point of all my Can ye endure to hear this arrogance! [lords, greatness ;

And from this fellow? If we live thus tamely, And, from that full meridian of my glory, To be thus jaded by a piece of scarlet, I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Farewell nobility; let his grace go forward, Like a bright exhalation in the evening, Aud dare us with his cap, like larks. And no man see me more.

Wol. All goodness

Is poison to thy stomach. Re-enter the Dukes of NORFOLK, and SUFFOLK,

Sur. Yes, that goodness the Earl of SURREY, and the Lord CHAMBER- Of gleaning all the land's wealth into one, LAIN.

Into your own hands, cardinal, by extortion ; Nor. Hear the king's pleasure, cardinal : The goodness of your intercepted packets, who commands you

You writ to the pope, against the king: your To render up the great seal presently

goodness,

(rious.-Into our hands; and to confine yourself Since you provoke me, shall be most notoTo Asher-house,* my lord of Winchester's, My lord of Norfolk,-as you are truly noble, Till you hear further from his highness. As you respect the common good, the state Wol. Stay,

Of our despis’d nobility, our issues, Where's your commission, lords? words can who, if he live, will scarce be gentlemen,

Produce the grand sum of his sins, the articles Authority so weighty.

Collected from his life :-I'll startle you Suf. Who dare cross them? [pressly? Worse than the scaring bell, when the brown Bearing the king's will from his mouth ex

wench Wol. Till I find more than will, or words, Lay kissing in your arms, lord cardinal. to do it,

Wol. How much, methinks, I could despise (I mean, your malice,) know, oflicious lords, I dare, and must deny it. Now I feel But that I am bound in charity against it! Of wbat coarse metal ye are moulded, -envy. Nor. Those articles, my lord, are in the How eagerly ye follow my disgraces,

king's hand: As if it fed ye! and how sleek and wanton But, thus much, they are foul ones. Ye appear in every thing may bring my ruin! Wol. So much fairer, Follow your envious courses, men of malice; And spotless, shall mine innocence arise, You have Christian warrant for them, and, no When the king knows my truth. doubt,

Sur. This cannot save you: In time will find their fit rewards. That seal, I thank my memory, I yet remember You ask with such a violence, the king, Some of these articles; and out they shall. (Mine, and your master,) with his own hand Now, if you can blush, and cry guilty, cardigave me : You'll show a little honesty.

[nal, Bade me enjoy it, with the place and honours, Wol. Speak on, Sir: During my life; and, to confirm his goodness, I dare your worst objections: if I blush, Tied it by letters patents: Now, who'll take it? It is, to see a nobleman want manners. Sur. The king, that gave it. Wol. It must be himself then.

* Equal

+ Ridden.

In cardinal's hat is scarlet, and the method of daring * Esher in Surrey

larks is by small mirrors on scarlet sloth.

not carry

this man,

cur'd me,

Sur. I'd rather want those, than my head. / That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
Have at you.

(ledge, More pangs and fears than wars or women First, that, without the king's assent, or know

have; You wrought to be a legate; by which power And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, You maim'd the jurisdiction of all bishops. Never to hope again.

Nor. Then, that, in all you writ to Rome, or
To foreign princes, Ego et Rex meus (else

Enter CROMWELL, amazedly.
Was still inscrib'd; in which you brought the Why, how now, Cromwell ?
To be your servant.

[king Crom. I have no power to speak, Sir.
Suf. Then, that, without the knowledge Wol. What, amaz'd
Either of king or council, when you went At my misfortunes ? can thy spirit wonder,
Ambassador to the emperor, you made bold A great man should decline? Nay, an you
To carry into Flanders the great seal.

I am fallen indeed.

(weep, Sur. Item, you sent a large commission Crom. How does your grace? To Gregory de Cassalis, to conclude, (ance, Wol. Why, well; Without the king's will, or the state's allow- Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. A league between his highness and Ferrara. I know myself now; and I feel within me Suf. That, out of mere ambition, you have A peace above all earthly dignities, caus'd

A still and quiet conscience. The king has Your holy hat to be stamp'd on the king's coin. Sur. Then, that you have sent innuenerable I humbly thank his grace; and from these substance,

[science,)

shoulders, (By what means got, I leave to your own con- These ruin'd pillars, ont of pity, taken To furnish Rome, and to prepare the ways A load would sink a navy, too much honour: You have for dignities; to the mere* undoing 0, 'tis a burden, Cromwell, 'tis a burden, Of all the kingdom. Many more there are ; Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven. Which, since they are of you, and odious, Crom. I am glad, your grace has made that I will not taint my mouth with.

right use of it. Cham. O my lord,

Wol. I hope, I have: I am able now, me. Press not a falling man too far; 'tis virtue : (Out of a fortitude of soul I feel,) (thinks, His faults lie open to the laws; let them, To endure more miseries, and greater far, Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see Than iny weak-hearted enemies dare offer. So litue of his great self.

[him What news abroad? Sur. I forgive him.

Crom. The heaviest, and the worst, Suf. Lord cardinal, the king's further plea- Is your displeasure with the king. sure is,

Wol. God bless him ! Because all those things, you have done of late Crom. The next is, that Sir Thomas More is By your power legatinet within this kingdom, Lord chancellor in your place. [chosen Fall into the compass of a pramunire, t

Wol. That's somewhat sudden : That therefore such a writ be sued against you: But he's a learned man. May he continue To forseit all your goods, lands, tenements, Long in his highness' favour, and do justice Chattels, and whatsoever, and to be [charge. For truth's sake, and his conscience; that his Out of the king's protection :- This is my

bones, Nor. And so we'll leave you to your medi. When he has run his course, and sleeps in tations

blessings,

l'em! How to live better. For your stubborn answer, May have a tomb of orphan's tears* wept un About the giving back the great seal to us, What more ? The king shall know it, and, no doubt, shall Crom. That Cranmer is return'd witb wel. thank you.

come, So sare you well, my little good lord cardinal. Install'd lord archbishop of Canterbury.

[Excunt ull but WOLSEY. Wol. That's news indeed. Wol. So farewell to the little good you bear Crom. Last, that the lady Anne,

Whom the king hath in secrecy long married. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness! This day was view'd in open, as his queen, This is the state of man ; To-day he puts forth Going to chapel; and the voice is now The tender leaves of hope; to-morrow blossoms, Only about her coronation. And bears his blushing honours thick upon Wol. There was the weight that pulld me him :

down. O Cromwell, The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; The king has gone beyond me, all my glories And,-when he thinks, good easy man, tull In that one woman I have lost for ever: surely

No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours, His greatness is a ripening, -nips his root, Or gild again the noble troops that waited And then be falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Upon my siniles. Go, get thee from me, CromLike little wanton boys that swim on bladders,

well; This many summers in a sea of glory ; [pride I am a poor fallen man, unworthy now But far beyond my depth : my high-blown To be thy lord and master: Seek the king ; At length broke under me; and now has left That sun, I pray, may never set! I have told me,

him

(thee; Weary, and old with service, to the mercy Wbat, and how true thou art: he will advance Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Some little memory of me will stir him, Vain pomp, and glory of this world, I hate

ye

(I know his noble nature,) not to let I feel my heart new open'd: 0, how wretched Thy hopeful service perish too : Good CromIs that pour man, that hangs on princes' fa

well, vours !

[to, Neglect him not; make uset now, and provide There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire For thine own future safety.

Abeolute. † As the Pope's legate. * A writ incurring a penalty.

* The chancellor is the guardian of orphans.
Interest.

me.

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