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Yet see,

For our best act. If we skall stand still,

John de la Court, my chaplain, a choice hour
In fear our motion will be mock'd or carp'd at, To hear from him a matter of' some moment :
We should take root here where we sit, or sit Whom after under the confession's seal
State statues only.

He solemnly had sworn, that, what he spoke,
K. Hen.
Things done well,

My chaplain to no creature living, but
And with a care, exempi themselves from fear; To me, should ulter, with demure confidence [heirs,
Things done without example, in their issue
Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent

(Tell you the duke) prosper : bid him strive of this commission 1 I believe, not any.

To gain the love of the con..nonalty; the duke
We must not rend our subjects from our laws, Shail govern England.
And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each? Q. Kath.

If I know you well,
A trembling contribution! Why, we take,

You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office From every tree, lop, bark, and part o'the timber; On the complaint o'the tenants : Take good heed, And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack'd, You charge not in your spleen a noble person, The air will drink the sap. To every county, And spoil your nobler soul! I say, take heed; Where this is questiva'd, send our letters, with Yes, heartily beseech you. Free pardon to each man that has denied

K. Hen.

Let him on :The force of this commission : Pray, look to't ;

Go forward. I put it to your care.


On my soul, I'll speak but truth. Wol. A word with you.

I told my lord the duke, By the devil's illusions

[To the Secretary. The monk might be deceiv'd; and that 'twas dang'rous Let there be letters writ to every shire,

To ruminate on this so far, until

(for him, of the king's grace and pardon. ''begrier'd commons It forg'd him some design, which, being believ'd, Hardly conceive of me; let it be nois'd,

It was much like to do: He answer'd, Tush! That, ihrough our intercession, this revokement It can do mne no damage : adding further, And pardon comes : I shall anon advise you That, had the king in his last sickness fail'd, Further in the proceeding.

(Lxit Secretary. The cardinal's and sir Thomas Lovell's heads

Should have gone off.
Enter Surveyor.

K. Hen.

Ha! wbat, so rank? Ah, ha! Q. Kath. I am sorry, that the duke of Buckingham There's mischief in this man :-Caust thou sav farIs run in your displeasure.

Surv. I can, my liege.

(ther! K. Hent. It grieves many :

K. Hen.

Proceed. The gentleman is learn'd, and a must rare speaker, Suru.

Being at Greenwich, To nature pone more bound ; bis training such, After your highness had repror'd the duke That he may furnish and instruct great teachers, About sir William Blomer,And never seek for aid out of himself,

K. Hen.


of such a time :-Being my servant sworn When these so noble benefits shall prove

The duke retain'd him his. But on; What hence! Not well-disposid, the mind growing once corrupt, Surv. Ij, quoth be, I for this hal been committed, They turn to vicious forms, teu times more ugly As, to the Tover, I thought,-- I would have play'd Than ever they were fair. This maa so complete, The part my father meant to act upon Who was enroll'a 'mongst wonders, and when we, The usurper Richard: who, being at Salisbury, Almost with ravish'd lining, could not find Made suit to come in his presence; which is granted, His hour of speech a ininute; he, my ledy,

As he made semblance of his duty, would Hath into inonstrous habits put the graces

Have put his knije into him. That once were his, and is become as black

K. Hen.

A giant traitor! As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us; you shall hear Wol. Now, madam, may his highness live in free(This was his gentleman iu trust), of him

And this ran out of prisou ?

[dom, Things to strike honour sad.-- Bid him recount

Q. Kath.

God mend all! The fore-recited practices; whereof

X. Hen. There's something more should out of thee; We cannot feel too little, hear too much. [you,

What sayst! Wol. Stand forth; and with bold spirit relate what Surv. After--the duke his father,-with-the knife,Most like a careful subject, have collected

He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his dagger, Out of the duke of Buckinghan.

Another spread on his breast, mounting his eyes, K. Hen.

Speak freely. He did discharge a horrible oath; whose tenour Surv. First, it was usual with him, every day Was, Were he evil us'd, he would out-go It would infect bis speech, That if the king

His father, by as much as a performance Should without issue die, be'd carry it so

Dues an irresolute purpose. To make the sceptre his : These very words

K. Hen.

There's his period, I have heard him utter to his son-in-law,

To sheath his knife in us. He is attach'a : Lord Aberga'ny,

wbom by oath he menao'd Call him to present trial : if be may Revenge upon the cardinal.

Find nerey in the law, 'tis his; it none, Wol.

Please your bighness, note Let him not seek't of us: By day and night, This dangerous conception in this point.

He's traitor to the height.

(Eseunt. Not friended by his wish, to your bigh person

SCENE III. A Room in the Palace.
His will is most malignant; and it stretches
Beyond you, to your friends.

Enter the Lord Chamberlain and Lord Sands. 0. Kaik. My learn'd lord cardinal,

Cham. Is it possible, the spells of France should Deliver all with cbarily.

Meu into such strange mysteries!

(joggle K. Hen Speak on : Sanus.

New customs, How grounded he his title to the crowo,

Though they be never so ridiculous, Upon our fail? to this point hast thou beurd bim

Nay, let them be unmanly, yetire follow'd. Ai any time speak augut?

Chan. As far as I see, all the good our English He was brought to this

Have got by the late voyage, is but merely By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkins.

A fit or two o'the face; but they are shrewd ones; K. Hen. What was that Hopkins ?

For when they hold them, you would swear directly, Suru.

Sir, a Chartreux friar, Their very noses bad been counsellors
His confessor ; who fed him every minute
With words of sovereignty.

To Pepit, or Clotbarius, they keep state so.

Sands. They have all new legs, and lame ones; one K. Hen. How know'st thou this!

would like it, Sury. Not long before your highness sped to France, That never saw them pace before, the spavin, The duke being at the Rose, within the parish

A spring-balt reigo'd among them. Saint Lawrence Pooltney, did of me demand


Death! my lord, What was the speech amongst the Londoners Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too, Concerning the French jonroey : I replied,

Chat, sure, they have worn out Christendom. How Men fear'i, the French would prove perfidious, What news, sir Thomas Lovell?

(now! To the king's danger. Presently the duke

Enter Sir Thomas Lovell. Said, 'Twas the fear, indeed ; and that he doubted, 'Twould prove the verity of certain words


Faith, my lord, Spoke by a holy monk ; That oft, says he,

I beur of none, but the new proclamation Fiath sent to me, risking me to permit

That's clapp'd apon the court-gate.



What is't for? Sands.

I would I were;
Lov. The reformation of our traveli'd gallants,

They should find easy penance. That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors. Lou.

'Faith, how easy! Cham. I am glad, 'tis there ; now I would pray Sands. As easy as a down bed would afford it. our monsieurs,

Cham. Sweet ladies, will it please you sit? Sir To think an English courtier may be wise,

Harry, And never see the Louvre.

Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this : Lou,

They must either His grace is ent'ring. -Nay, you must not freeze; (For so run the conditions) leave these remnants Two women plac'd together makes cold weather :Of fool, and feather, that they got in France, My lord Sands, you are one will keep them wuking; With all their honourable points of ignorance, Pray, sit between these ladies. Pertaining thereunto (as fights, and fireworks;


By my faith, Abusing better men than they can be,

And thank your lordship.-By your leave, sweet Out of foreign wisdom), renouncing clean

ladies : The faith they have in tennis, and tall stockings, [Seats himself between Anne B. and another Lady. Short blister'd breeches, and those types of travel,

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; And understand again like honest men ;

I had it from my father. Or pack to their old playfellows: there, I take it,


Was he mad, sir? They may, cum privilegio, wear away

Sants. O, very mad, exceeding mad; in love too : The lag end of their lewdness, and he laugh'd at. But he would bite none; just as I do now,

Sands. "l'is time to give them physic, their diseases He would kiss you twenty with a breath. [ Kisses her. Are grown so catching.


Well said, my lord. Cham.

What a loss our ladies So, now you are fairly seated :--Gentlemen, Will have of these trim vanities !

The penance lies ou you, if these fair ladies Lov.

Ay, marry,

Pass away frowning. There will be woe indeed, lords; the sly whoresons Sands.

For my little care, Have got a speeding trick to lay down ladies : Let me alone. A French song, and a fidale, has no fellow going Haulboys. Enter Cardinal Wolsey, attended ; and Sanıls. The devil fiddle them! I am glad they're

takes his State. (For, sure, there's no converting of them); now An honest country lord, as I am, beaten

Wol. You are welcome, iny fair guests : that noble

Or gentleman, that is not freely merry, (lady, A long time out of play, may bring his plain song, And have an hour of hearing; and, by'r lady,

Is not my friend : This, to contirm my welcome; Held current music too.

And to you all good health.


Well said, lord Sands;

Your grace is noble :Your colt's tooth is not cast yet.

Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks, Sands.

No, my lord ;

And save me so much talking.

Wol. Nor shall not, while I have a stump.

My lord Sands, Chawe.

Sir Thomas,

I am beholden to you : cheer your neighbours.Whither were you a going?

Ladies, you are not merry ;--Gentlemen, Lov.

To the cardinal's;

Whose fault is this?

The red wine first mnst rise
Your lordship is a guest too.

0, 'tis true :

In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall bave the

Talk us to silence. This night he makes a supper, and a great one,

Anne. To many lords and ladies; there will be

You are a merry gamester,

My lord Sands. The beauty of this kingdom, I'll assure you.

Sands. Yes, if I make my play.
Lov. That churchman bears a bounteous mind in-
A hand as fruitful as the laud that feeds us ; [deed, Here's to your ladyship; and pledge it, madam,

For 'tis to such a thing, --
His dews tall every where.
No doubt, he's noble ;

You cannot show me. He had a black mouth that said other of him.

Sands. I told your grace, they would talk ahon. Sands. He may, my lord, he has wherewithal; in

[Drum and Trumpets within; Chambers

discharged. hin,


What's that! Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine :

Cham. Look out there, some of you. Men of his way should be most liberal,

(Exit a Sertant. They are set here for examples.


What warlike voice? Cham.

True, they are so ;

And to what end is this !-Nay, ladies, fear not; But few now give so great ones. My barge stays; Your lordship shall along : --Come, good sir Thomas, By all the laws of war you are privileg'a. We shall be late else: which I would not be,

Re-enter Seruant. For I was spoke to, with sir Henry Guildford, Cham. How now ! what is't! This night to be comptrollers.


A noble troop of strangers ; Sands.

I am your lordship's. For so they seem : they have left their barge, and (Bxeunt. And hither make, as great ambassadors Clanded;

From foreign princes. SCENE IV. The Presence-chamber in York-place.


Good lord chamberlain, Hautboys. A small Table under a Slate for the Car-Go, give them welcome ; you can speak the French dipal, a longer Table for the Guests. Enter at one

tongue; Door, Anne Bullea, and divers Lords, Lailies, and And, pray, receive then nobly, and eodeet them Gentlercomen, as Guests; at another Door, enter into our presence, where this heaven of beauty Sir Henry Guildford.

Shall shine at full upon them: -Some attend him. Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from his grace

[Exit Chamberlain, atteniled. All rise, and Salutes ge all: This night he dedicates

Tables removed. To fair content, and you : none here, he hopes, You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it. In all this noble bevy, has brought with her A good digestion to you all! and, once more, One care abroad; he would have all as merry I shower a welcome on you ;--Welcome all. As first good company, good wine, good welcome, Cau make good people.-0, my lord, you are tardy; Hautboys. Enter the King, and twelve others, as

Maskers, habited like Shepherds, with sixteen Enter the Lord Chamberlain, Lord Sands, and Sir Torch-bearers; ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. Thomas Lorell.

They pues directly before the Cardinal, and graceThe very thoughts of this fair company

fully salute him. Clapp'd wings to me.

A noble company! what are their pleasures ! (pray'd сат. .

You are young, sir Harry Guildford. Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal To tell your grace ; ---That, having beard by fame But half my lay-thoughts in bin, some of these Of this so noble and so fair assembly Should find a running banquet ere they rested, This night to meet here, they could do no less, I think, would better please them : By my life, Out of the great respect they bear to beauty, They are a sweet society of fair ones.

But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct, Lov. O, that your lordship were but now confessor Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat To one or two of these !

An hour of revels with them.

The same.

Your grace,


Say, lord chamberlaio, 1 Gent. They have done my poor house grace ; for which í All these accus'd him strongly; which he fain pay them

(sures. Would have tlung from him, but, indeed, he could not: A thousand thanks, and pray them take their plea- And so his peers, upon this evidence, (Ladies chosen for the Dance. The King Have found him gnilty of high treason. Much chooses Anne Bullen.

He spoke, and learnedly, for life: but all K. Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'! ! O, beauty, Was either pitied in him, or forgotten. Till now I never knew thee, [ Music. Dance. 2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself? Wol. My lord,

I Gent. When he was brought again to the bar, Chat. Your grace!

to hear Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me : His knell rung out, his judgment,-- he was stirr'd There should be one amongst them, by his person, With such an agony, he sweat extremely, More worthy this place than myself; to whom, And something spoke in choler, ill, and hasty : If I but knew him, with my love and duty

But he fell to himself again, and, sweetly,
I would surrender it.

In all the rest show'd a must noble patiegee.
I will, my lord.

2 Gent. I do not think he fears death.
[Chamberlain goes to the Company and returns. 1 Gent.

Sure, he does not. Wol. What say they !

He never was so womanish: the cause Chan.

Such a one, they all confess, He may a little grieve at. There is, indeed; which they would have your grace 2 Gent

Find out, and he will take it.

The cardinal is the end of this.
Let me see then. 1 Gent.

'Tis likely,
[Comes from his State. By all conjectures: First, Kildare's attainder,
By all your good leaves, gentlemen ;-Here I'll make the deputy of Ireland; who remord,
My royal choice.

Earl Surry was sent thither, and in haste too, к. Неп. . You have found him, cardinal : Lest he should help his father. [Unmursking. 2 Gent

That trick of state You hold a fair assembly; yon do well, may lord: Was deep envious one. You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, cardinal,

I Gent

At his return, I should judge Dow unhappily.

No doubt, he will requite it. This is noted, Wol.

I am glad

And generally; whoever the king favours, Your grace is grown so pleasant.

The cardinal instantly will find employment, Kilen.

My lord chamberlain, And far enough from court too. Pr'ythee, come hither; What fair lady's that! 2 Gent.

All the commons Chan. An't please your grace, sir Thomas Bullen's Hate him perniciously, and, o'my conscience, daughter,

Wish him ten fathom deep: this duke as much The viscount Rochford, one of her lighness' women. They love and dote on; call him, bounteous BuckK. Hen. By heaven, she is a dainty one.--Sweet- The mirror of all courtesy ;

Cingham, I were unmannerly, to take you out, [heart, 1 Gent.

Stay there, sir,
And not to kiss you.- health, gentlemen,

And see the noble ruin'd man you speak of.
Let it go round.
Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready

Enter Buckingham from his Arraignment; Tipstares

before him, ihe Are with the Elge torraris him; I'the privy chamber? Lov. Yes, my lord.

Halberds on each side: with him Sir Thomas LoWol.

vell, Sir Nicholas Vaux, Sir William Sands, and I fear, with dancing is a little heated.

common People. K. Hen. I fear, too much.

2 Gent. Let's stand close, and behold him,
There's fresher air, my lord,

All good people, In the next chamber. [partner, You that thus far have come

pity me, K. Hen. Lead in your ladies, every one --Sweet Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me. I must not yet forsake you :---Let's be merry ;-. I have this day receiv'd a traitor's judgment, Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths And by that name must die; Yel, heaven bear witness, To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure And, if I have a conscience, let it sink me, To lead them once again ; and then let's cream Even as the axe falls, if I be not faithful 1 W bo's best in favour.-Let the music knock it. The law I bear no nalice for my death, [Exeunt, with Trumpets. It has done, upon the premises, but justice ;

But those, that sought it, I could wish inore Christians: ACT II.

Be what they will, I heartily forgive them :

Yet let them look they glory not in mischief,
SCENE I. A street.

Nor build their evils on the graves of great men ;
Enter tro Gentlemen, meeting.

For then my guiltless blood must cry against them. I Gent. Whither away so fast !

For further life in this world I ne'er hope, 2 Gent.

0, God save you ! Nor will I sue, altbough the king have mercies Even to the hall, to hear what shall become

More than I dare make t'aults. You few that lov'd me, Of the great duke of Buckinghamn,

And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham, 1 Genl.

l'il save you

His noble friends, and fellows, whom to leave
That labour sir. All's now done, but the ceremony Is only bitter to him, only dying,
Of bringing back the prisoner.

Go with me, like goud angels, to my end; 2 Gent.

Were you there? And, as the long divorce of steel talls on me, i Gent. Yes, indeed, was I.

Make of your prayers one sweet sacritice, 2 Gent. Pray, speak, what has happened ? And lift my soul to heaven.- Lead on, o'God's name. I Gent. You may guess quickly what.

Lov. I do beseech your grace, for charity, 2 Gent.

Is be found guilty! If ever any malice in your heart 1 Gent. Yes, truly is be, and condemn'd upon it. Were bid against me, now to forgive me frankly. 2 Gent. I am sorry for't.

Buck. Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you, 1 Gent.

So are a number more. As I would be forgiven: I forgive all; 2 Gent. But, pray, low pass'd it!

There cannot be those pun berless offences i Gent. P'll tell you in a little. The great duke 'Gainst me, I can't take peace with no black envy Came to the bar; where, to his accusations,

Shall make my grave.-Commend me to his grace ; He pleaded still, uot guilty, and alleg'd

And, if he speak of Buckingham, pray, tell him, Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.

Yon met hini halt in heaven: My vows and prayers The king's attorney, on the contrary,

Yet are the king's; and, till ny soul forsake nie,
Urg'd on the examinations, proofs, confessions Shall cry for blessings on him : May he live
of divers witnesses; which the duke desir'd Longer than I have time to tell his years?
To him brought, viva voce, to his face :

Ever beloy'd, and loving, may his rule be!
At which appear'd against him, his surveyor ; And, when old time shall lead him to bis end,
Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor; and John Court, Goodness and he fill

pode monument ! Confessor to him ; with that devil-monk,

Lov. To the water side I must conduet your grace; Hopkins, that inade this mischieť.

Then give my charge up to sir Nicholas Vaux, 2 Gent.

That was he, Who undertakes you to your end. That fed him with his prophecies !


Prepare there,


'The duke is coming: see, the barge be ready, ready to set out for London, a man of my lord carAnd fit it with such furniture, as suits

dinal's, by commission, and main power, took 'em The greatness of his person.

from me, with this reason, -His master would be Buck.

Nay, sir Nicholas, served before a subject, if not before the king : which Let it alone; my state now will but mock me. stopped our mouths, sir. When I came hither, I was lord high constable, I fear, he will, indeed : Well, let him bave them : And duke of Buckingham : now, poor Edward Bohun: He will have all, I think. Yet I am richer than my base accusers,

Enter the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk. That never knew what truth meant: I now seal it :


Well met, my good And with that blood will make them one day groan Lord chamberlain. My noble father, Henry of Buckingham, (for't.


Good day to both your graces. Who first rais'd head against usurping Richard, Suff. How is the king employ'd ? Flying for succour to bis servant Banister,


I left him private, Being distress'd was by that wretch betray'd,

Full of sad thoughts and troubles, And without trial fell; God's peace be with bim !


What's the canse ? Henry the seventh succeeding, truly pitying

Cham. It seems, the marriage with his brother's wife My father's loss, like a most royal prince,

Has crept too near his conscience. Restor'd me to my honours, and, out of ruins,

No, his conscience Made my name once more noble. Now his soul,

Has crept too near another lady. Henry the eighth, life, honour, name, and all


"Tis so; That made me happy, at one stroke has taken This is the cardinal's doing, the king-cardinal : For ever from the world. I had my trial,

That blind priest, like the eldest son of fortune, And, must needs say, a noble one; which makes me Turns what he lists. The king will know him ene day. A little happier than my wretched father :

Suff. Pray God, he do! be'll never know himYet thus far we are one in fortunes,---Both

self else. Fell by our servants, by those men we loy'd most ; Nor. How holily he works in all his business! A most unnateral and faithless service!

And with what zeal! For, now he has crack'd the Heaven has an end in all: Yet, you that hear me,

league This from a dying man receive as certain :

Between us and the emperor, the queen's great nephew, Where you are liberal of your loves, and counsels, He dives into the king's sou!; and there seatters Be sure, you be not loose ; for those you make friends, Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience, And give your hearts to, when they once perceive Fears, and despairs, and all these for his marriage: The least rub in your fortunes, fall away

And, out of all these to restore the king,
Like water from ye, never found again

He counse's a divorce a loss of her,
But where they mean to sink ye. All good people, That, like a jewel, has bung twenty years
Pray for me! I must now forsake ye; the last boar About his neck, yet never lost her lustre;
of my long weary life is come non me.

Of her, that loves him with that excellence
Farewell :

That aogels love good men with ; even of her And when you would say something that is sad,

That, when the greatest stroke of fortune falls, Speak how I fell.--I have done; and God forgive me! Will bless the king: And is not this course pious ?

[Exeunt Buckingham and Train. Cham. Heaven keep me from such counsel! "Tis 1 Gent. O, this is full of pity!--Sir, it calls,

most true,

[them, I fear, too many curses on their heads,

These news are every where ; every tongue speaks That were the authors.

And every true heart weeps fort : All, that dare 2 Gent. If the duke be guiltless,

Look into these affairs, see this main end, "Tis full of woe: yet I can give you inkling T'he French king's sister. Heaven will one day open Of au ensuing evil, if it fall,

The king's eyes, that so long bave slept upon Greater than this.

This bold bad man. 1 Gent. Good angels keep it from as !


And free us from his slavery. Where may it be ? You do not doubt my faith, sir? Nor. We had need pray,

2 Gent. This secret is so weighty, 'twill require And heartily, for our deliverance; A strong faith to conceal it.

Or this imperious man will work as all 1 Gent.

Let me have it;

From princes into pages : all men's honours
I do not talk much.
2 Gent.
I am confident;

Lie in one lump before him, to be fashiou'd

Into what pitch he please. You shall, sir : Did you not of late days hear


For me, my lords, A buzzing, of a separation

I love bim not, nor fear him; there's my creed : Between the king and Katharine ?

As I am made without him, so I'll stand, 1 Gent.

Yes, but it held not ; If the king please ; his curses aud his blessings For when the king once heard it, out of anger Touch me alike, they are breath I not believe in. He sent command to the lord mayor, straight

I knew him, and I know him; so I leave him To stop the rumour, and allay those tongues

To him, that made him proud, the pope. That durst disperse it.


Let's in ; 2 Gent.

But that slander, sir, And, with some other business, put the king Is found a truth now : for it grows again

From these sad thoughts, that work too much upon Fresher than e'er it was; and held for certain, My lord, you'll bear us company !

[him:The king will venture at it. Either the cardinal, Cham.

Excuse me i Or some about bim near, have, out of malice

The king hath sent me other-where : besides, To the good queen, possess'd him with a scruple You'll find a most unfit time to disturb him : That will undo her: To contirm this too,

Health to your lordships. Cardinal Campeius is arriv'd, and lately;


Thanks, my good lord chamberlain. As all think, for this business.

[Exit Lord Chamberlain. I Gent.

"Tis the cardinal; And merely to revenge him on the emperor,

Norfolk opens a Folding door. The King is dis

covered sitting, and reading pensively. For not bestowing on him, at his asking, The archbishopric of Toledo, this is purpos'd.

Suff. How sad he looks! sure, he is much adicted. 2 Gent. I think, you have hit the mark : But is't

K Ven. Who is there? ha? not cruel,


'Pray God, he be not angry. That she should feel the smart of this? The cardinal

K. Hen. Who's there, I say? How dare you thrust Will bave his will, and she must fall.

Into my private meditations

[yourselves I Gent.

'Tis woful.

Who am I? ha ! We are too open here to argue this;

Nor. A gracious king, that pardons all offences Let's think in private more.

[Exeunt. Malice ne'er meant ! our breach of duty, Ibis way,

Is business of estate: in which, we come SCENE II. An Antechamber in the Palace. To know your royal pleasure.

K. Hen.

You are too bold : Enter the Lord Chamberlain, reading a Lelter. Go to ; I'll make ye know your times of business ; Cham My lord, --The horses your lordship sent for, is this an hour for temporal affairs ? la l-, noith all the care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden,

Enter Wolsey and Campeius. and furnished. They were young, and handsome; Who's there ? my good lord cardinal!- my Woland of the best breed in the north. When they were The quiet of my wounded consciende,




Old L.

Thou art a cure fit for a king.--You're welcome,

SCENE III. [To Campeius. Most learned reverend sir, into our kingdom ;

An Antechamber in the Queen's Apartments, Use us, and it :-My good lord, have great care

Enter Anne Bullen and an old Lady. I be not found a talker.

[To Wolsey. Anne. Not for that neither ;-Here's the pang that Wol. Sir, you cannot.

pinches : I would your grace would give us but an hour His highness baving liv'd so long with her : and she of private conterenee.

So good a lady, that no tongue could ever
K. Hen.
We are busy ; go.

Pronounce dishonour of her,- by my life,
[T, Norfolke and Suffolk. She never knew harm-doing ;-O now, ifter
Nor. This priest has no pride in him.

So many courses of the sun enthron'a,
Not to speak of;

Still growing in a majesty and pomp,-the wbich I would not be so sick though, for his place :

To leave is a thousand-fold more bitter, than But this oannot continue.

> Aside. 'Tis sweet at first to acquire,- after this process, If it do,

To give her the avaunt! it is a pity I'll venture one heave at him.

Would move a monster. Suf

I another.

Old L.

Hearts of most hard temper (Ereunt Norfolk and Suffolk. Melt and lament for her. Wol. Your grace has given a precedent of wisdom Anne.

0, God's will! much better, Above all princes, in committing freely

She ne'er had known pomp: though it be temporal, Your scruple to the voice of Christendom :

Yet, if that quarrel, fortune, do divorce
Who can be angry pow? what envy reach you ! It from the bearer, 'tis á sufferance, panging
The Spaniard, tied by blood and favour to her, As soul and body's severing.
Must now confess, if they have any goodness,

Old L.

Alas, poor lady! The trial just and noble. All the clerks,

She's a stranger now again. I mean, the learned ones, in Christian kingdoms, Anne.

So much the more
Have their free voices; Rome, the nurse of judgment, Must pity drop upon her. Verily,
Invited by your noble self, hath sent

I swear, 'tis better to be lowly born,
One general tongue unto us, this good man,
This just and learned priest, cardinal Campeius :

And range with hamble livers in content,

Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, Whom, once more, I present unto your highness.

And wear a golden sorrow K. Hen. And, once more, in mine arms, I bid him

Our content welcome,

Is our best having. And thank the holy conelave for their loves ;


By my troth and maidenhead, They have sent me such a man I would have wish'd I would not be a queen. for.

[loves, Old L.

Beshrew me, I would, Cam. Your grace must needs deserve all strangers' And venture maidenhead for't; and so would you, You are so noble: To your bighuess' hand

For all this spice of your hypocrisy :
I tender my commission ; by whose virtue

You, that have so fair parts of woman on you,
(The court of Rome commanding), -you, my lord Have too a woman's heart; which ever yet
Cardinal of York, are join'd with me their servant, Affected eminence, wealth, sovereignty;
In the onpartial judging of this business.
K. Hen. Two equal men. The queen shall be ac- (Saving your mincing) the capacity

Wlrich, to say sooth, are blessings: and which gifts quainted

of your soft cheveril conscience would receive, Forthwith, for what you come: Where's Gardiner? If you might please to stretch it. Wol. I know, your majesty bas always lov'd her


Nay, good troth, So dear in heart, not to deny her that

Old L. Yes, troth, and' froth,-You would not be A woman of less place might ask by law,

a queen ? Scholars, allow'd freely to argne for her.

Anne. No, not for all the riches under heaven.
K. Hen. Ay, and the best, she shall have; and my Old L. "T'is strange; a threepence bowed would

To him that does best; God forbid else. Cardinal, Old as I am, to queen it : But, I pray you,
Pr'ythee, call Gardiner to me, my new secretary;
I find him a fit fellow.

(Exit Wolsey. To bear that load of title?

What think you of a duchess ? have you limbs Re-enter Wolsey, with Gardiner.


No, in truth. Wol. Give me your hand : much joy and favoar I would not be a young couat in your way, [little ;

OU L. Then you are weakly made: Pluck off a You are the king's now.

[to you; For more than blushing comes 0 : if your back Gard. But to be commanded

Cannot vouchsafe this burden, 'tis too weak
For ever by your grace, whose band has rais'd me. Ever to get a boy

[ Aside

How you do talk!
K. Hen. Come hither, Gardiner.

[ They converse apart. For all the world.

I swear again, I would not be a queen Cam. My lord of York, was not one doctor Pace

Ou L

In faith, for little England
In this man's place before him?

Yes, he was.

You'd venture an emballing: I myself

Would for Carnarvonshire, although there 'long'd Cam. Was he not held a learned man?

No more to the crown but that. Lo, who coines here? Wol.

Yes, surely. Cam. Believe me, there's an ill opinion spread then

Enter the Lord Chamberlain. Even of yourself, lord cardinal.

Cham. Good morrow, ladies. What wer't worth Wel, How ! of ine? The secret of your conference ?

(to know Cam. They will not stick to say, you envied him ; Anne.

My good lord,
And, fearing he would rise, he was so virtuons, Not your demand; it values not your asking:
Kept him a foreign man still ; which so griev'd him, Our mistress' sorrows we were pitying:
Tbat he ran mad, and died.

Cham. It was a gentle business, and becoming Wol.

Heaven's peace be with him! The action of good women : there is hope,
That's Christian care enough: for living murmurers, All will be well.
There's places of rebuke. He was a fool


Now, I pray God, amen! [ings For he would needs be virtnous: That good fellow, Cham. You bear a gentle mind, and heaveuly blessIf I con mand him, follows my appointment; Follow such creatures. That you may, fair lady, I will have none so near else. Learn this, brother, Perceive I speak sincerely, and high note's We live not to be grip'd by meaaer persons. Ta'en of your many virtues, the king's majesty K. Hen. Deliver this with modesty to the queen. Commends his good opinion to you, and

[Exit Gardiner. Does parpose honoar to you no less flowing The most convenient place that I can think of, Than marchioness of Pembroke; to which title For sach receipt of learning, is Blackfriars;

A thousand pound a year, annual support,
There ye shall meet about this weighty business : Out of his grace he adds.
My Wolsey, see it furnishd.-0 my lord,


I do not know, Would it not grieve an able man, to leave

What kind of my obedience I should tender ; So sweet a bed fellow! Bat, conscience, conscience. More than my all is nothing; nor my prayers 0,"tis a tender place, and I must leave her. [Exeunt. Are not words duly hallow'd, nor my wishes

hire me,

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