Henry VIII - Entire Play
Download Henry VIII
Last updated: Fri, Jul 31, 2015
- PDF Download as PDF
- DOC (for MS Word, Apple Pages, Open Office, etc.) without line numbers Download as DOC (for MS Word, Apple Pages, Open Office, etc.) without line numbers
- DOC (for MS Word, Apple Pages, Open Office, etc.) with line numbers Download as DOC (for MS Word, Apple Pages, Open Office, etc.) with line numbers
- HTML Download as HTML
- TXT Download as TXT
- XML Download as XML
- TEISimple XML (annotated with MorphAdorner for part-of-speech analysis) Download as TEISimple XML (annotated with MorphAdorner for part-of-speech analysis)
Two stories dominate Henry VIII: the fall of Cardinal Wolsey, Henry’s powerful advisor, and Henry’s quest to divorce Queen Katherine, who has not borne him a male heir, and marry Anne Bullen (Boleyn).
First, the Duke of Buckingham questions Wolsey’s costly staging of a failed meeting with the French king. Wolsey arrests Buckingham and accuses him of treason; testimony from a bribed witness leads to Buckingham’s execution. Queen Katherine takes a stand against Wolsey. Wolsey gives a party at which Henry meets Anne.
Henry falls in love with Anne and seeks to divorce Katherine, but Katherine refuses to be judged by Wolsey and other church officials. The king secretly marries Anne and then has her crowned queen. Meanwhile, Henry discovers Wolsey’s treachery against him. Wolsey, arrested, falls sick and dies. Katherine also sickens and dies.
Cranmer, the new archbishop of Canterbury, comes under attack, but receives the king’s support. Anne gives birth to a daughter, the future Queen Elizabeth. Cranmer prophesies marvelous reigns for her and her unnamed successor, James.
0001 I come no more to make you laugh. Things now
0002 That bear a weighty and a serious brow,
0003 Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe,
0004 Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow,
0005 5 We now present. Those that can pity here
0006 May, if they think it well, let fall a tear;
0007 The subject will deserve it. Such as give
0008 Their money out of hope they may believe
0009 May here find truth too. Those that come to see
0010 10 Only a show or two, and so agree
0011 The play may pass, if they be still and willing,
0012 I’ll undertake may see away their shilling
0013 Richly in two short hours. Only they
0014 That come to hear a merry, bawdy play,
0015 15 A noise of targets, or to see a fellow
0016 In a long motley coat guarded with yellow,
0017 Will be deceived. For, gentle hearers, know
0018 To rank our chosen truth with such a show
0019 As fool and fight is, besides forfeiting
0020 20 Our own brains and the opinion that we bring
0021 To make that only true we now intend,
0022 Will leave us never an understanding friend.
0023 Therefore, for goodness’ sake, and as you are known
0024 The first and happiest hearers of the town,
0025 25 Be sad, as we would make you. Think you see
0026 The very persons of our noble story
0027 As they were living. Think you see them great,
0028 And followed with the general throng and sweat
0029 Of thousand friends. Then, in a moment, see
0030 30 How soon this mightiness meets misery.
0031 And if you can be merry then, I’ll say
0032 A man may weep upon his wedding day.
Duke of Buckingham and the Lord Abergavenny.
0033 Good morrow, and well met. How have you done
0034 Since last we saw in France?
NORFOLK 0035 I thank your Grace,
0036 Healthful, and ever since a fresh admirer
0037 5 Of what I saw there.
BUCKINGHAM 0038 An untimely ague
0039 Stayed me a prisoner in my chamber when
0040 Those suns of glory, those two lights of men,
0041 Met in the vale of Andren.
NORFOLK 0042 10 ’Twixt Guynes and Arde.
0043 I was then present, saw them salute on horseback,
0044 Beheld them when they lighted, how they clung
0045 In their embracement, as they grew together—
0046 Which had they, what four throned ones could have
0047 15 weighed
0048 Such a compounded one?
BUCKINGHAM 0049 All the whole time
0050 I was my chamber’s prisoner.
NORFOLK 0051 Then you lost
0052 20 The view of earthly glory. Men might say
0053 Till this time pomp was single, but now married
0054 To one above itself. Each following day
0056 Made former wonders its. Today the French,
0057 25 All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen gods,
0058 Shone down the English, and tomorrow they
0059 Made Britain India: every man that stood
0060 Showed like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were
0061 As cherubins, all gilt. The madams too,
0062 30 Not used to toil, did almost sweat to bear
0063 The pride upon them, that their very labor
0064 Was to them as a painting. Now this masque
0065 Was cried incomparable; and th’ ensuing night
0066 Made it a fool and beggar. The two kings,
0067 35 Equal in luster, were now best, now worst,
0068 As presence did present them: him in eye
0069 Still him in praise; and being present both,
0070 ’Twas said they saw but one, and no discerner
0071 Durst wag his tongue in censure. When these suns—
0072 40 For so they phrase ’em—by their heralds challenged
0073 The noble spirits to arms, they did perform
0074 Beyond thought’s compass, that former fabulous story,
0075 Being now seen possible enough, got credit
0076 That Bevis was believed.
BUCKINGHAM 0077 45 O, you go far.
0078 As I belong to worship, and affect
0079 In honor honesty, the tract of everything
0080 Would by a good discourser lose some life
0081 Which action’s self was tongue to. All was royal;
0082 50 To the disposing of it naught rebelled.
0083 Order gave each thing view. The office did
0084 Distinctly his full function.
BUCKINGHAM 0085 Who did guide,
0086 I mean who set the body and the limbs
0087 55 Of this great sport together, as you guess?
0088 One, certes, that promises no element
0089 In such a business.
0091 All this was ordered by the good discretion
0092 60 Of the right reverend Cardinal of York.
0093 The devil speed him! No man’s pie is freed
0094 From his ambitious finger. What had he
0095 To do in these fierce vanities? I wonder
0096 That such a keech can with his very bulk
0097 65 Take up the rays o’ th’ beneficial sun
0098 And keep it from the Earth.
NORFOLK 0099 Surely, sir,
0100 There’s in him stuff that puts him to these ends;
0101 For, being not propped by ancestry, whose grace
0102 70 Chalks successors their way, nor called upon
0103 For high feats done to th’ crown, neither allied
0104 To eminent assistants, but spiderlike,
0105 Out of his self-drawing web, ⌜he⌝ gives us note
0106 The force of his own merit makes his way—
0107 75 A gift that heaven gives for him which buys
0108 A place next to the King.
ABERGAVENNY 0109 I cannot tell
0110 What heaven hath given him—let some graver eye
0111 Pierce into that—but I can see his pride
0112 80 Peep through each part of him. Whence has he that?
0113 If not from hell, the devil is a niggard,
0114 Or has given all before, and he begins
0115 A new hell in himself.
BUCKINGHAM 0116 Why the devil,
0117 85 Upon this French going-out, took he upon him,
0118 Without the privity o’ th’ King, t’ appoint
0119 Who should attend on him? He makes up the file
0120 Of all the gentry, for the most part such
0121 To whom as great a charge as little honor
0122 90 He meant to lay upon; and his own letter,
0123 The honorable board of council out,
0124 Must fetch him in he papers.
0126 Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have
0127 95 By this so sickened their estates that never
0128 They shall abound as formerly.
BUCKINGHAM 0129 O, many
0130 Have broke their backs with laying manors on ’em
0131 For this great journey. What did this vanity
0132 100 But minister communication of
0133 A most poor issue?
NORFOLK 0134 Grievingly I think
0135 The peace between the French and us not values
0136 The cost that did conclude it.
BUCKINGHAM 0137 105 Every man,
0138 After the hideous storm that followed, was
0139 A thing inspired and, not consulting, broke
0140 Into a general prophecy: that this tempest,
0141 Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded
0142 110 The sudden breach on ’t.
NORFOLK 0143 Which is budded out,
0144 For France hath flawed the league and hath attached
0145 Our merchants’ goods at Bordeaux.
ABERGAVENNY 0146 Is it therefore
0147 115 Th’ ambassador is silenced?
NORFOLK 0148 Marry, is ’t.
0149 A proper title of a peace, and purchased
0150 At a superfluous rate!
BUCKINGHAM 0151 Why, all this business
0152 120 Our reverend cardinal carried.
NORFOLK 0153 Like it your Grace,
0154 The state takes notice of the private difference
0155 Betwixt you and the Cardinal. I advise you—
0156 And take it from a heart that wishes towards you
0157 125 Honor and plenteous safety—that you read
0158 The Cardinal’s malice and his potency
0159 Together; to consider further that
0161 A minister in his power. You know his nature,
0162 130 That he’s revengeful, and I know his sword
0163 Hath a sharp edge; it’s long, and ’t may be said
0164 It reaches far, and where ’twill not extend,
0165 Thither he darts it. Bosom up my counsel;
0166 You’ll find it wholesome. Lo where comes that rock
0167 135 That I advise your shunning.
Enter Cardinal Wolsey, the purse borne before him,
certain of the Guard, and two Secretaries with papers.
The Cardinal in his passage fixeth his eye on Buckingham,
and Buckingham on him, both full of disdain.
WOLSEY, ⌜aside to a Secretary⌝
0168 The Duke of Buckingham’s surveyor, ha?
0169 Where’s his examination?
SECRETARY 0170 Here, so please you.
⌜He hands Wolsey a paper.⌝
0171 Is he in person ready?
SECRETARY 0172 140 Ay, please your Grace.
0173 Well, we shall then know more, and Buckingham
0174 Shall lessen this big look.
Cardinal ⌜Wolsey⌝ and his train exit.
0175 This butcher’s cur is venomed-mouthed, and I
0176 Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore best
0177 145 Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar’s book
0178 Outworths a noble’s blood.
NORFOLK 0179 What, are you chafed?
0180 Ask God for temp’rance. That’s th’ appliance only
0181 Which your disease requires.
BUCKINGHAM 0182 150 I read in ’s looks
0183 Matter against me, and his eye reviled
0184 Me as his abject object. At this instant
0186 I’ll follow and outstare him.
NORFOLK 0187 155 Stay, my lord,
0188 And let your reason with your choler question
0189 What ’tis you go about. To climb steep hills
0190 Requires slow pace at first. Anger is like
0191 A full hot horse who, being allowed his way,
0192 160 Self-mettle tires him. Not a man in England
0193 Can advise me like you; be to yourself
0194 As you would to your friend.
BUCKINGHAM 0195 I’ll to the King,
0196 And from a mouth of honor quite cry down
0197 165 This Ipswich fellow’s insolence, or proclaim
0198 There’s difference in no persons.
NORFOLK 0199 Be advised.
0200 Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot
0201 That it do singe yourself. We may outrun
0202 170 By violent swiftness that which we run at
0203 And lose by overrunning. Know you not
0204 The fire that mounts the liquor till ’t run o’er
0205 In seeming to augment it wastes it? Be advised.
0206 I say again there is no English soul
0207 175 More stronger to direct you than yourself,
0208 If with the sap of reason you would quench
0209 Or but allay the fire of passion.
BUCKINGHAM 0210 Sir,
0211 I am thankful to you, and I’ll go along
0212 180 By your prescription. But this top-proud fellow—
0213 Whom from the flow of gall I name not, but
0214 From sincere motions—by intelligence,
0215 And proofs as clear as founts in July when
0216 We see each grain of gravel, I do know
0217 185 To be corrupt and treasonous.
NORFOLK 0218 Say not “treasonous.”
0219 To th’ King I’ll say ’t, and make my vouch as strong
0221 Or wolf, or both—for he is equal rav’nous
0222 190 As he is subtle, and as prone to mischief
0223 As able to perform ’t, his mind and place
0224 Infecting one another, yea reciprocally—
0225 Only to show his pomp as well in France
0226 As here at home, suggests the King our master
0227 195 To this last costly treaty, th’ interview
0228 That swallowed so much treasure and like a glass
0229 Did break i’ th’ rinsing.
NORFOLK 0230 Faith, and so it did.
0231 Pray give me favor, sir. This cunning cardinal
0232 200 The articles o’ th’ combination drew
0233 As himself pleased; and they were ratified
0234 As he cried “Thus let be,” to as much end
0235 As give a crutch to th’ dead. But our Count Cardinal
0236 Has done this, and ’tis well, for worthy Wolsey,
0237 205 Who cannot err, he did it. Now this follows—
0238 Which, as I take it, is a kind of puppy
0239 To th’ old dam treason: Charles the Emperor,
0240 Under pretense to see the Queen his aunt—
0241 For ’twas indeed his color, but he came
0242 210 To whisper Wolsey—here makes visitation;
0243 His fears were that the interview betwixt
0244 England and France might through their amity
0245 Breed him some prejudice, for from this league
0246 Peeped harms that menaced him; privily
0247 215 Deals with our cardinal and, as I trow—
0248 Which I do well, for I am sure the Emperor
0249 Paid ere he promised, whereby his suit was granted
0250 Ere it was asked. But when the way was made
0251 And paved with gold, the Emperor thus desired
0252 220 That he would please to alter the King’s course
0253 And break the foresaid peace. Let the King know—
0254 As soon he shall by me—that thus the Cardinal
0256 And for his own advantage.
NORFOLK 0257 225 I am sorry
0258 To hear this of him, and could wish he were
0259 Something mistaken in ’t.
BUCKINGHAM 0260 No, not a syllable.
0261 I do pronounce him in that very shape
0262 230 He shall appear in proof.
Enter Brandon, a Sergeant-at-Arms before him, and two
or three of the Guard.
0263 Your office, Sergeant: execute it.
SERGEANT, ⌜to Buckingham⌝ 0264 Sir,
0265 My lord the Duke of Buckingham and Earl
0266 Of Hertford, Stafford, and Northampton, I
0267 235 Arrest thee of high treason, in the name
0268 Of our most sovereign king.
BUCKINGHAM, ⌜to Norfolk⌝ 0269 Lo you, my lord,
0270 The net has fall’n upon me. I shall perish
0271 Under device and practice.
BRANDON 0272 240 I am sorry
0273 To see you ta’en from liberty, to look on
0274 The business present. ’Tis his Highness’ pleasure
0275 You shall to th’ Tower.
BUCKINGHAM 0276 It will help me nothing
0277 245 To plead mine innocence, for that dye is on me
0278 Which makes my whit’st part black. The will of heaven
0279 Be done in this and all things. I obey.
0280 O my Lord Abergavenny, fare you well.
0281 Nay, he must bear you company.—The King
0282 250 Is pleased you shall to th’ Tower, till you know
0283 How he determines further.
ABERGAVENNY 0284 As the Duke said,
0285 The will of heaven be done, and the King’s pleasure
0286 By me obeyed.
0288 The King t’ attach Lord Mountacute, and the bodies
0289 Of the Duke’s confessor, John de la Car,
0290 One Gilbert Peck, his counselor—
BUCKINGHAM 0291 So, so;
0292 260 These are the limbs o’ th’ plot. No more, I hope.
0293 A monk o’ th’ Chartreux.
BUCKINGHAM 0294 O, Michael Hopkins?
BRANDON 0295 He.
0296 My surveyor is false. The o’ergreat cardinal
0297 265 Hath showed him gold. My life is spanned already.
0298 I am the shadow of poor Buckingham,
0299 Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on
0300 By dark’ning my clear sun. ⌜To Norfolk.⌝ My ⌜lord,⌝
shoulder, ⌜with⌝ the Nobles, Sir Thomas Lovell, and
⌜Attendants, including a Secretary of the Cardinal.⌝
The Cardinal places himself under the King’s feet on
his right side.
KING, ⌜to Wolsey⌝
0302 My life itself, and the best heart of it,
0303 Thanks you for this great care. I stood i’ th’ level
0304 Of a full-charged confederacy, and give thanks
0305 To you that choked it.—Let be called before us
0306 5 That gentleman of Buckingham’s; in person
0307 I’ll hear him his confessions justify,
0308 And point by point the treasons of his master
0309 He shall again relate.
Queen ⌜Katherine,⌝ ushered by the Duke of Norfolk, and
⌜the Duke of⌝ Suffolk. She kneels. ⌜The⌝ King riseth from
0310 Nay, we must longer kneel; I am a suitor.
0311 10 Arise, and take place by us.
⌜He⌝ takes her up, kisses and placeth her by him.
0312 Half your suit
0313 Never name to us; you have half our power.
0314 The other moiety ere you ask is given;
0315 Repeat your will, and take it.
QUEEN KATHERINE 0316 15 Thank your Majesty.
0317 That you would love yourself, and in that love
0318 Not unconsidered leave your honor nor
0319 The dignity of your office, is the point
0320 Of my petition.
KING 0321 20 Lady mine, proceed.
0322 I am solicited, not by a few,
0323 And those of true condition, that your subjects
0324 Are in great grievance. There have been commissions
0325 Sent down among ’em which hath flawed the heart
0326 25 Of all their loyalties, wherein, although
0327 My good Lord Cardinal, they vent reproaches
0328 Most bitterly on you as putter-on
0329 Of these exactions, yet the King our master,
0330 Whose honor heaven shield from soil, even he
0331 30 escapes not
0332 Language unmannerly—yea, such which breaks
0333 The sides of loyalty and almost appears
0334 In loud rebellion.
NORFOLK 0335 Not “almost appears”—
0336 35 It doth appear. For, upon these taxations,
0337 The clothiers all, not able to maintain
0339 The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who,
0340 Unfit for other life, compelled by hunger
0341 40 And lack of other means, in desperate manner
0342 Daring th’ event to th’ teeth, are all in uproar,
0343 And danger serves among them.
KING 0344 Taxation?
0345 Wherein? And what taxation? My Lord Cardinal,
0346 45 You that are blamed for it alike with us,
0347 Know you of this taxation?
WOLSEY 0348 Please you, sir,
0349 I know but of a single part in aught
0350 Pertains to th’ state, and front but in that file
0351 50 Where others tell steps with me.
QUEEN KATHERINE 0352 No, my lord?
0353 You know no more than others? But you frame
0354 Things that are known alike, which are not wholesome
0355 To those which would not know them, and yet must
0356 55 Perforce be their acquaintance. These exactions
0357 Whereof my sovereign would have note, they are
0358 Most pestilent to th’ hearing, and to bear ’em
0359 The back is sacrifice to th’ load. They say
0360 They are devised by you, or else you suffer
0361 60 Too hard an exclamation.
KING 0362 Still exaction!
0363 The nature of it? In what kind, let’s know,
0364 Is this exaction?
QUEEN KATHERINE 0365 I am much too venturous
0366 65 In tempting of your patience, but am boldened
0367 Under your promised pardon. The subjects’ grief
0368 Comes through commissions which compels from
0370 The sixth part of his substance, to be levied
0371 70 Without delay, and the pretense for this
0372 Is named your wars in France. This makes bold
0375 Allegiance in them. Their curses now
0376 75 Live where their prayers did; and it’s come to pass
0377 This tractable obedience is a slave
0378 To each incensèd will. I would your Highness
0379 Would give it quick consideration, for
0380 There is no primer baseness.
KING 0381 80 By my life,
0382 This is against our pleasure.
WOLSEY 0383 And for me,
0384 I have no further gone in this than by
0385 A single voice, and that not passed me but
0386 85 By learnèd approbation of the judges. If I am
0387 Traduced by ignorant tongues, which neither know
0388 My faculties nor person, yet will be
0389 The chronicles of my doing, let me say
0390 ’Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake
0391 90 That virtue must go through. We must not stint
0392 Our necessary actions in the fear
0393 To cope malicious censurers, which ever,
0394 As ravenous fishes, do a vessel follow
0395 That is new trimmed, but benefit no further
0396 95 Than vainly longing. What we oft do best,
0397 By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is
0398 Not ours or not allowed; what worst, as oft,
0399 Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up
0400 For our best act. If we shall stand still
0401 100 In fear our motion will be mocked or carped at,
0402 We should take root here where we sit,
0403 Or sit state-statues only.
KING 0404 Things done well,
0405 And with a care, exempt themselves from fear;
0406 105 Things done without example, in their issue
0407 Are to be feared. Have you a precedent
0408 Of this commission? I believe, not any.
0409 We must not rend our subjects from our laws
0411 110 A trembling contribution! Why, we take
0412 From every tree lop, bark, and part o’ th’ timber,
0413 And though we leave it with a root, thus hacked,
0414 The air will drink the sap. To every county
0415 Where this is questioned send our letters with
0416 115 Free pardon to each man that has denied
0417 The force of this commission. Pray look to ’t;
0418 I put it to your care.
WOLSEY, ⌜aside to his Secretary⌝ 0419 A word with you.
0420 Let there be letters writ to every shire
0421 120 Of the King’s grace and pardon. The grievèd commons
0422 Hardly conceive of me. Let it be noised
0423 That through our intercession this revokement
0424 And pardon comes. I shall anon advise you
0425 Further in the proceeding.Secretary exits.
Enter ⌜Buckingham’s⌝ Surveyor.
QUEEN KATHERINE, ⌜to the King⌝
0426 125 I am sorry that the Duke of Buckingham
0427 Is run in your displeasure.
KING 0428 It grieves many.
0429 The gentleman is learnèd and a most rare speaker;
0430 To nature none more bound; his training such
0431 130 That he may furnish and instruct great teachers
0432 And never seek for aid out of himself. Yet see,
0433 When these so noble benefits shall prove
0434 Not well disposed, the mind growing once corrupt,
0435 They turn to vicious forms ten times more ugly
0436 135 Than ever they were fair. This man so complete,
0437 Who was enrolled ’mongst wonders, and when we
0438 Almost with ravished list’ning could not find
0439 His hour of speech a minute—he, my lady,
0440 Hath into monstrous habits put the graces
0441 140 That once were his, and is become as black
0442 As if besmeared in hell. Sit by us. You shall hear—
0444 Things to strike honor sad.—Bid him recount
0445 The fore-recited practices, whereof
0446 145 We cannot feel too little, hear too much.
0447 Stand forth, and with bold spirit relate what you
0448 Most like a careful subject have collected
0449 Out of the Duke of Buckingham.
KING 0450 Speak freely.
0451 150 First, it was usual with him—every day
0452 It would infect his speech—that if the King
0453 Should without issue die, he’ll carry it so
0454 To make the scepter his. These very words
0455 I’ve heard him utter to his son-in-law,
0456 155 Lord Abergavenny, to whom by oath he menaced
0457 Revenge upon the Cardinal.
WOLSEY 0458 Please your Highness, note
0459 This dangerous conception in this point:
0460 Not friended by his wish to your high person,
0461 160 His will is most malignant, and it stretches
0462 Beyond you to your friends.
QUEEN KATHERINE 0463 My learnèd Lord Cardinal,
0464 Deliver all with charity.
KING, ⌜to Surveyor⌝ 0465 Speak on.
0466 165 How grounded he his title to the crown
0467 Upon our fail? To this point hast thou heard him
0468 At any time speak aught?
SURVEYOR 0469 He was brought to this
0470 By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Henton.
0471 170 What was that Henton?
SURVEYOR 0472 Sir, a Chartreux friar,
0473 His confessor, who fed him every minute
0474 With words of sovereignty.
0476 175 Not long before your Highness sped to France,
0477 The Duke being at the Rose, within the parish
0478 Saint Laurence Poultney, did of me demand
0479 What was the speech among the Londoners
0480 Concerning the French journey. I replied
0481 180 Men fear the French would prove perfidious,
0482 To the King’s danger. Presently the Duke
0483 Said ’twas the fear indeed, and that he doubted
0484 ’Twould prove the verity of certain words
0485 Spoke by a holy monk “that oft,” says he,
0486 185 “Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit
0487 John de la Car, my chaplain, a choice hour
0488 To hear from him a matter of some moment;
0489 Whom after under the ⌜confession’s⌝ seal
0490 He solemnly had sworn that what he spoke
0491 190 My chaplain to no creature living but
0492 To me should utter, with demure confidence
0493 This pausingly ensued: ‘Neither the King, nor ’s heirs—
0494 Tell you the Duke—shall prosper. Bid him strive
0495 To ⌜gain⌝ the love o’ th’ commonalty; the Duke
0496 195 Shall govern England.’”
QUEEN KATHERINE 0497 If I know you well,
0498 You were the Duke’s surveyor, and lost your office
0499 On the complaint o’ th’ tenants. Take good heed
0500 You charge not in your spleen a noble person
0501 200 And spoil your nobler soul. I say, take heed—
0502 Yes, heartily beseech you.
KING 0503 Let him on.—
0504 Go forward.
SURVEYOR 0505 On my soul, I’ll speak but truth.
0506 205 I told my lord the Duke, by th’ devil’s illusions
0507 The monk might be deceived, and that ’twas dangerous
0508 For ⌜him⌝ to ruminate on this so far until
0509 It forged him some design, which, being believed,
0511 210 It can do me no damage,” adding further
0512 That had the King in his last sickness failed,
0513 The Cardinal’s and Sir Thomas Lovell’s heads
0514 Should have gone off.
KING 0515 Ha! What, so rank? Ah ha!
0516 215 There’s mischief in this man! Canst thou say further?
0517 I can, my liege.
KING 0518 Proceed.
SURVEYOR 0519 Being at Greenwich,
0520 After your Highness had reproved the Duke
0521 220 About Sir William Blumer—
0522 I remember of such a time, being my sworn servant,
0523 The Duke retained him his. But on. What hence?
0524 “If,” quoth he, “I for this had been committed,”
0525 As to the Tower, I thought, “I would have played
0526 225 The part my father meant to act upon
0527 Th’ usurper Richard, who, being at Salisbury,
0528 Made suit to come in ’s presence; which if granted,
0529 As he made semblance of his duty, would
0530 Have put his knife into him.”
KING 0531 230 A giant traitor!
0532 Now, madam, may his Highness live in freedom
0533 And this man out of prison?
QUEEN KATHERINE 0534 God mend all.
KING, ⌜to Surveyor⌝
0535 There’s something more would out of thee. What sayst?
0536 235 After “the Duke his father” with “the knife,”
0537 He stretched him, and with one hand on his dagger,
0538 Another spread on ’s breast, mounting his eyes,
0539 He did discharge a horrible oath whose tenor
0541 240 His father by as much as a performance
0542 Does an irresolute purpose.
KING 0543 There’s his period,
0544 To sheathe his knife in us! He is attached.
0545 Call him to present trial. If he may
0546 245 Find mercy in the law, ’tis his; if none,
0547 Let him not seek ’t of us. By day and night,
0548 He’s traitor to th’ height!
0549 Is ’t possible the spells of France should juggle
0550 Men into such strange mysteries?
SANDS 0551 New customs,
0552 Though they be never so ridiculous—
0553 5 Nay, let ’em be unmanly—yet are followed.
0554 As far as I see, all the good our English
0555 Have got by the late voyage is but merely
0556 A fit or two o’ th’ face; but they are shrewd ones,
0557 For when they hold ’em, you would swear directly
0558 10 Their very noses had been counselors
0559 To Pepin or Clotharius, they keep state so.
0560 They have all new legs and lame ones; one would
0561 take it,
0562 That never see ’em pace before, the spavin
0563 15 ⌜Or⌝ springhalt reigned among ’em.
CHAMBERLAIN 0564 Death! My lord,
0565 Their clothes are after such a pagan cut to ’t,
0566 That, sure, they’ve worn out Christendom.
0567 How now?
0568 20 What news, Sir Thomas Lovell?
LOVELL 0569 Faith, my lord,
0570 I hear of none but the new proclamation
0571 That’s clapped upon the court gate.
CHAMBERLAIN 0572 What is ’t for?
0573 25 The reformation of our traveled gallants
0574 That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors.
0575 I’m glad ’tis there; now I would pray our monsieurs
0576 To think an English courtier may be wise
0577 And never see the Louvre.
LOVELL 0578 30 They must either—
0579 For so run the conditions—leave those remnants
0580 Of fool and feather that they got in France,
0581 With all their honorable points of ignorance
0582 Pertaining thereunto, as fights and fireworks,
0583 35 Abusing better men than they can be
0584 Out of a foreign wisdom, renouncing clean
0585 The faith they have in tennis and tall stockings,
0586 Short blistered breeches, and those types of travel,
0587 And understand again like honest men,
0588 40 Or pack to their old playfellows. There, I take it,
0589 They may cum privilegio ⌜“oui”⌝ away
0590 The lag end of their lewdness and be laughed at.
0591 ’Tis time to give ’em physic, their diseases
0592 Are grown so catching.
CHAMBERLAIN 0593 45 What a loss our ladies
0594 Will have of these trim vanities!
LOVELL 0595 Ay, marry,
0596 There will be woe indeed, lords. The sly whoresons
0598 50 A French song and a fiddle has no fellow.
0599 The devil fiddle ’em! I am glad they are going,
0600 For sure there’s no converting of ’em. Now
0601 An honest country lord, as I am, beaten
0602 A long time out of play, may bring his plainsong,
0603 55 And have an hour of hearing, and, by ’r Lady,
0604 Held current music too.
CHAMBERLAIN 0605 Well said, Lord Sands.
0606 Your colt’s tooth is not cast yet?
SANDS 0607 No, my lord,
0608 60 Nor shall not while I have a stump.
CHAMBERLAIN 0609 Sir Thomas,
0610 Whither were you a-going?
LOVELL 0611 To the Cardinal’s.
0612 Your Lordship is a guest too.
CHAMBERLAIN 0613 65 O, ’tis true.
0614 This night he makes a supper, and a great one,
0615 To many lords and ladies. There will be
0616 The beauty of this kingdom, I’ll assure you.
0617 That churchman bears a bounteous mind indeed,
0618 70 A hand as fruitful as the land that feeds us.
0619 His dews fall everywhere.
CHAMBERLAIN 0620 No doubt he’s noble;
0621 He had a black mouth that said other of him.
0622 He may, my lord. ’Has wherewithal. In him,
0623 75 Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine.
0624 Men of his way should be most liberal;
0625 They are set here for examples.
CHAMBERLAIN 0626 True, they are so,
0627 But few now give so great ones. My barge stays.
0628 80 Your Lordship shall along.—Come, good Sir Thomas,
0629 We shall be late else, which I would not be,
0631 This night to be comptrollers.
SANDS 0632 I am your Lordship’s.
longer table for the guests. Then enter Anne Bullen and
divers other ladies and gentlemen as guests at one door;
at another door enter Sir Henry Guilford.
0633 Ladies, a general welcome from his Grace
0634 Salutes you all. This night he dedicates
0635 To fair content and you. None here, he hopes,
0636 In all this noble bevy has brought with her
0637 5 One care abroad. He would have all as merry
0638 As, first, good company, good wine, good welcome
0639 Can make good people.
Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord Sands, and
⌜Sir Thomas⌝ Lovell.
0640 O, my lord, you’re tardy!
0641 The very thought of this fair company
0642 10 Clapped wings to me.
CHAMBERLAIN 0643 You are young, Sir Harry Guilford.
0644 Sir Thomas Lovell, had the Cardinal
0645 But half my lay thoughts in him, some of these
0646 Should find a running banquet, ere they rested,
0647 15 I think would better please ’em. By my life,
0648 They are a sweet society of fair ones.
0649 O, that your Lordship were but now confessor
0650 To one or two of these!
0652 20 They should find easy penance.
LOVELL 0653 Faith, how easy?
0654 As easy as a down bed would afford it.
0655 Sweet ladies, will it please you sit?—Sir Harry,
0656 Place you that side; I’ll take the charge of this.
⌜The guests are seated.⌝
0657 25 His Grace is ent’ring. Nay, you must not freeze;
0658 Two women placed together makes cold weather.
0659 My Lord Sands, you are one will keep ’em waking.
0660 Pray sit between these ladies.
SANDS 0661 By my faith,
0662 30 And thank your Lordship.—By your leave, sweet ladies.
⌜He sits between Anne Bullen and another lady.⌝
0663 If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;
0664 I had it from my father.
ANNE 0665 Was he mad, sir?
0666 O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too;
0667 35 But he would bite none. Just as I do now,
0668 He would kiss you twenty with a breath.
⌜He kisses Anne.⌝
CHAMBERLAIN 0669 Well said,
0670 my lord.
0671 So, now you’re fairly seated, gentlemen,
0672 40 The penance lies on you if these fair ladies
0673 Pass away frowning.
SANDS 0674 For my little cure,
0675 Let me alone.
Hautboys. Enter Cardinal Wolsey, ⌜with Attendants and
Servants,⌝ and takes his state.
0676 You’re welcome, my fair guests. That noble lady
0678 Is not my friend. This to confirm my welcome,
0679 And to you all good health.⌜He drinks to them.⌝
SANDS 0680 Your Grace is noble.
0681 Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks
0682 50 And save me so much talking.
WOLSEY 0683 My Lord Sands,
0684 I am beholding to you. Cheer your neighbors.—
0685 Ladies, you are not merry.—Gentlemen,
0686 Whose fault is this?
SANDS 0687 55 The red wine first must rise
0688 In their fair cheeks, my lord. Then we shall have ’em
0689 Talk us to silence.
ANNE 0690 You are a merry gamester,
0691 My Lord Sands.
SANDS 0692 60 Yes, if I make my play.
0693 Here’s to your Ladyship, and pledge it, madam,
⌜He drinks to her.⌝
0694 For ’tis to such a thing—
ANNE 0695 You cannot show me.
0696 I told your Grace they would talk anon.
Drum and Trumpet. Chambers discharged.
WOLSEY 0697 65 What’s that?
0698 Look out there, some of you.⌜Servants exit.⌝
WOLSEY 0699 What warlike voice,
0700 And to what end, is this?—Nay, ladies, fear not.
0701 By all the laws of war you’re privileged.
Enter a Servant.
0702 70 How now, what is ’t?
SERVANT 0703 A noble troop of strangers,
0704 For so they seem. They’ve left their barge and landed,
0705 And hither make, as great ambassadors
0706 From foreign princes.
0708 Go, give ’em welcome—you can speak the French
0710 And pray receive ’em nobly, and conduct ’em
0711 Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty
0712 80 Shall shine at full upon them. Some attend him.
⌜Lord Chamberlain exits, with Attendants.⌝
All rise, and tables removed.
0713 You have now a broken banquet, but we’ll mend it.
0714 A good digestion to you all; and once more
0715 I shower a welcome on you. Welcome all!
Hautboys. Enter King and others as masquers, habited
like shepherds, ushered by the Lord Chamberlain.
They pass directly before the Cardinal and gracefully
0716 A noble company! What are their pleasures?
0717 85 Because they speak no English, thus they prayed
0718 To tell your Grace: that, having heard by fame
0719 Of this so noble and so fair assembly
0720 This night to meet here, they could do no less,
0721 Out of the great respect they bear to beauty,
0722 90 But leave their flocks and, under your fair conduct,
0723 Crave leave to view these ladies and entreat
0724 An hour of revels with ’em.
WOLSEY 0725 Say, Lord Chamberlain,
0726 They have done my poor house grace, for which I
0727 95 pay ’em
0728 A thousand thanks and pray ’em take their pleasures.
⌜The masquers⌝ choose Ladies. ⌜The⌝
King ⌜chooses⌝ Anne Bullen.
0729 The fairest hand I ever touched! O beauty,
0730 Till now I never knew thee.
0731 My lord!
WOLSEY 0733 Pray tell ’em thus much
0734 from me:
0735 There should be one amongst ’em by his person
0736 More worthy this place than myself, to whom,
0737 105 If I but knew him, with my love and duty
0738 I would surrender it.
CHAMBERLAIN 0739 I will, my lord.
Whisper ⌜with the masquers.⌝
0740 What say they?
CHAMBERLAIN 0741 Such a one they all confess
0742 110 There is indeed, which they would have your Grace
0743 Find out, and he will take it.
WOLSEY 0744 Let me see, then.
⌜He leaves his state.⌝
0745 By all your good leaves, gentlemen.
⌜He bows before the King.⌝
0746 Here I’ll make
0747 115 My royal choice.
KING, ⌜unmasking⌝ 0748 You have found him, cardinal.
0749 You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord.
0750 You are a churchman, or I’ll tell you, cardinal,
0751 I should judge now unhappily.
WOLSEY 0752 120 I am glad
0753 Your Grace is grown so pleasant.
KING 0754 My Lord Chamberlain,
0755 Prithee come hither. What fair lady’s that?
0756 An ’t please your Grace, Sir Thomas Bullen’s daughter,
0757 125 The Viscount Rochford, one of her Highness’ women.
0758 By heaven, she is a dainty one.—Sweetheart,
0759 I were unmannerly to take you out
0760 And not to kiss you. ⌜He kisses Anne.⌝ A health,
0762 130 Let it go round.⌜He drinks a toast.⌝
0763 Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready
0764 I’ th’ privy chamber?
LOVELL 0765 Yes, my lord.
WOLSEY 0766 Your Grace,
0767 135 I fear, with dancing is a little heated.
0768 I fear, too much.
WOLSEY 0769 There’s fresher air, my lord,
0770 In the next chamber.
0771 Lead in your ladies ev’ry one.—Sweet partner,
0772 140 I must not yet forsake you.—Let’s be merry,
0773 Good my Lord Cardinal. I have half a dozen healths
0774 To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure
0775 To lead ’em once again, and then let’s dream
0776 Who’s best in favor. Let the music knock it.
They exit, with Trumpets.
0777 Whither away so fast?
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0778 O, God save you.
0779 E’en to the Hall to hear what shall become
0780 Of the great Duke of Buckingham.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0781 5 I’ll save you
0782 That labor, sir. All’s now done but the ceremony
0783 Of bringing back the prisoner.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0784 Were you there?
0785 Yes, indeed was I.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0786 10 Pray speak what has happened.
0787 You may guess quickly what.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0788 Is he found guilty?
0789 Yes, truly, is he, and condemned upon ’t.
0790 I am sorry for ’t.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0791 15 So are a number more.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0792 But pray, how passed it?
0793 I’ll tell you in a little. The great duke
0794 Came to the bar, where to his accusations
0796 20 Many sharp reasons to defeat the law.
0797 The King’s attorney on the contrary
0798 Urged on the examinations, proofs, confessions
0799 Of divers witnesses, which the Duke desired
0800 To him brought viva voce to his face;
0801 25 At which appeared against him his surveyor,
0802 Sir Gilbert Peck his chancellor, and John Car,
0803 Confessor to him, with that devil monk,
0804 Hopkins, that made this mischief.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0805 That was he
0806 30 That fed him with his prophecies?
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0807 The same.
0808 All these accused him strongly, which he fain
0809 Would have flung from him, but indeed he could not.
0810 And so his peers upon this evidence
0811 35 Have found him guilty of high treason. Much
0812 He spoke, and learnèdly, for life, but all
0813 Was either pitied in him or forgotten.
0814 After all this, how did he bear himself?
0815 When he was brought again to th’ bar to hear
0816 40 His knell rung out, his judgment, he was stirred
0817 With such an agony he sweat extremely
0818 And something spoke in choler, ill and hasty.
0819 But he fell to himself again, and sweetly
0820 In all the rest showed a most noble patience.
0821 45 I do not think he fears death.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0822 Sure he does not;
0823 He never was so womanish. The cause
0824 He may a little grieve at.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0825 Certainly
0826 50 The Cardinal is the end of this.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0827 ’Tis likely,
0829 Then Deputy of Ireland, who, removed,
0830 Earl Surrey was sent thither, and in haste too,
0831 55 Lest he should help his father.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0832 That trick of state
0833 Was a deep envious one.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0834 At his return
0835 No doubt he will requite it. This is noted,
0836 60 And generally: whoever the King favors,
0837 The Card’nal instantly will find employment,
0838 And far enough from court too.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0839 All the commons
0840 Hate him perniciously and, o’ my conscience,
0841 65 Wish him ten fathom deep. This duke as much
0842 They love and dote on, call him bounteous
0844 The mirror of all courtesy.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0845 Stay there, sir,
0846 70 And see the noble ruined man you speak of.
Enter Buckingham from his arraignment, Tipstaves before
him, the ax with the edge towards him, Halberds on each
side, accompanied with Sir Thomas Lovell, Sir Nicholas
Vaux, Sir Walter Sands, and Common People, etc.
0847 Let’s stand close and behold him.
BUCKINGHAM 0848 All good people,
0849 You that thus far have come to pity me,
0850 Hear what I say, and then go home and lose me.
0851 75 I have this day received a traitor’s judgment,
0852 And by that name must die. Yet heaven bear witness,
0853 And if I have a conscience, let it sink me
0854 Even as the ax falls, if I be not faithful!
0855 The law I bear no malice for my death;
0856 80 ’T has done, upon the premises, but justice.
0857 But those that sought it I could wish more ⌜Christian.⌝
0859 Yet let ’em look they glory not in mischief,
0860 Nor build their evils on the graves of great men,
0861 85 For then my guiltless blood must cry against ’em.
0862 For further life in this world I ne’er hope,
0863 Nor will I sue, although the King have mercies
0864 More than I dare make faults. You few that loved me
0865 And dare be bold to weep for Buckingham,
0866 90 His noble friends and fellows, whom to leave
0867 Is only bitter to him, only dying,
0868 Go with me like good angels to my end,
0869 And as the long divorce of steel falls on me,
0870 Make of your prayers one sweet sacrifice,
0871 95 And lift my soul to heaven.—Lead on, a’ God’s name.
0872 I do beseech your Grace, for charity,
0873 If ever any malice in your heart
0874 Were hid against me, now to forgive me frankly.
0875 Sir Thomas Lovell, I as free forgive you
0876 100 As I would be forgiven. I forgive all.
0877 There cannot be those numberless offenses
0878 ’Gainst me that I cannot take peace with. No black
0880 Shall make my grave. Commend me to his Grace.
0881 105 And if he speak of Buckingham, pray tell him
0882 You met him half in heaven. My vows and prayers
0883 Yet are the King’s and, till my soul forsake,
0884 Shall cry for blessings on him. May he live
0885 Longer than I have time to tell his years.
0886 110 Ever beloved and loving may his rule be;
0887 And when old Time shall lead him to his end,
0888 Goodness and he fill up one monument!
0889 To th’ waterside I must conduct your Grace,
0890 Then give my charge up to Sir Nicholas Vaux,
0891 115 Who undertakes you to your end.
0893 The Duke is coming. See the barge be ready,
0894 And fit it with such furniture as suits
0895 The greatness of his person.
BUCKINGHAM 0896 120 Nay, Sir Nicholas,
0897 Let it alone. My state now will but mock me.
0898 When I came hither, I was Lord High Constable
0899 And Duke of Buckingham; now, poor Edward Bohun.
0900 Yet I am richer than my base accusers,
0901 125 That never knew what truth meant. I now seal it,
0902 And with that blood will make ’em one day groan for ’t.
0903 My noble father, Henry of Buckingham,
0904 Who first raised head against usurping Richard,
0905 Flying for succor to his servant Banister,
0906 130 Being distressed, was by that wretch betrayed,
0907 And, without trial, fell. God’s peace be with him.
0908 Henry the Seventh, succeeding, truly pitying
0909 My father’s loss, like a most royal prince
0910 Restored me to my honors and out of ruins
0911 135 Made my name once more noble. Now his son,
0912 Henry the Eighth, life, honor, name, and all
0913 That made me happy at one stroke has taken
0914 Forever from the world. I had my trial,
0915 And must needs say a noble one, which makes me
0916 140 A little happier than my wretched father.
0917 Yet thus far we are one in fortunes: both
0918 Fell by our servants, by those men we loved most—
0919 A most unnatural and faithless service.
0920 Heaven has an end in all; yet, you that hear me,
0921 145 This from a dying man receive as certain:
0922 Where you are liberal of your loves and counsels
0923 Be sure you be not loose; for those you make friends
0924 And give your hearts to, when they once perceive
0925 The least rub in your fortunes, fall away
0926 150 Like water from you, never found again
0928 Pray for me. I must now forsake you. The last hour
0929 Of my long weary life is come upon me.
0930 Farewell. And when you would say something that
0931 155 is sad,
0932 Speak how I fell. I have done; and God forgive me.
Duke and train exit.
0933 O, this is full of pity, sir! It calls,
0934 I fear, too many curses on their heads
0935 That were the authors.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0936 160 If the Duke be guiltless,
0937 ’Tis full of woe. Yet I can give you inkling
0938 Of an ensuing evil, if it fall,
0939 Greater than this.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0940 Good angels keep it from us!
0941 165 What may it be? You do not doubt my faith, sir?
0942 This secret is so weighty ’twill require
0943 A strong faith to conceal it.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0944 Let me have it.
0945 I do not talk much.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0946 170 I am confident;
0947 You shall, sir. Did you not of late days hear
0948 A buzzing of a separation
0949 Between the King and Katherine?
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0950 Yes, but it held not;
0951 175 For when the King once heard it, out of anger
0952 He sent command to the Lord Mayor straight
0953 To stop the rumor and allay those tongues
0954 That durst disperse it.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 0955 But that slander, sir,
0956 180 Is found a truth now, for it grows again
0957 Fresher than e’er it was, and held for certain
0958 The King will venture at it. Either the Cardinal,
0959 Or some about him near, have, out of malice
0961 185 That will undo her. To confirm this too,
0962 Cardinal Campeius is arrived, and lately,
0963 As all think, for this business.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0964 ’Tis the Cardinal;
0965 And merely to revenge him on the Emperor
0966 190 For not bestowing on him at his asking
0967 The archbishopric of Toledo this is purposed.
0968 I think you have hit the mark. But is ’t not cruel
0969 That she should feel the smart of this? The Cardinal
0970 Will have his will, and she must fall.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 0971 195 ’Tis woeful.
0972 We are too open here to argue this.
0973 Let’s think in private more.
⌜CHAMBERLAIN⌝ 0974 My lord, the horses your Lordship sent
0975 for, with all the care I had I saw well chosen, ridden,
0976 and furnished. They were young and handsome and
0977 of the best breed in the north. When they were ready
0978 5 to set out for London, a man of my Lord Cardinal’s,
0979 by commission and main power, took ’em from me
0980 with this reason: his master would be served before
0981 a subject, if not before the King, which stopped our
0982 mouths, sir.
0983 10 I fear he will indeed; well, let him have them.
0984 He will have all, I think.
Enter to the Lord Chamberlain, the Dukes
of Norfolk and Suffolk.
NORFOLK 0985 Well met, my Lord Chamberlain.
CHAMBERLAIN 0986 Good day to both your Graces.
0987 How is the King employed?
CHAMBERLAIN 0988 15 I left him private,
0989 Full of sad thoughts and troubles.
NORFOLK 0990 What’s the cause?
0991 It seems the marriage with his brother’s wife
0992 Has crept too near his conscience.
SUFFOLK 0993 20 No, his conscience
0994 Has crept too near another lady.
NORFOLK 0995 ’Tis so;
0996 This is the Cardinal’s doing. The king-cardinal,
0997 That blind priest, like the eldest son of Fortune,
0998 25 Turns what he list. The King will know him one day.
0999 Pray God he do! He’ll never know himself else.
1000 How holily he works in all his business,
1001 And with what zeal! For, now he has cracked the
1003 30 Between us and the Emperor, the Queen’s
1005 He dives into the King’s soul and there scatters
1006 Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience,
1007 Fears and despairs—and all these for his marriage.
1008 35 And out of all these to restore the King,
1009 He counsels a divorce, a loss of her
1010 That like a jewel has hung twenty years
1011 About his neck, yet never lost her luster;
1012 Of her that loves him with that excellence
1013 40 That angels love good men with; even of her
1014 That, when the greatest stroke of fortune falls,
1015 Will bless the King. And is not this course pious?
1016 Heaven keep me from such counsel! ’Tis most true:
1017 These news are everywhere, every tongue speaks ’em,
1019 Look into these affairs see this main end,
1020 The French king’s sister. Heaven will one day open
1021 The King’s eyes, that so long have slept upon
1022 This bold bad man.
SUFFOLK 1023 50And free us from his slavery.
NORFOLK 1024 We had need pray,
1025 And heartily, for our deliverance,
1026 Or this imperious man will work us all
1027 From princes into pages. All men’s honors
1028 55 Lie like one lump before him, to be fashioned
1029 Into what pitch he please.
SUFFOLK 1030 For me, my lords,
1031 I love him not nor fear him; there’s my creed.
1032 As I am made without him, so I’ll stand,
1033 60 If the King please. His curses and his blessings
1034 Touch me alike: they’re breath I not believe in.
1035 I knew him and I know him; so I leave him
1036 To him that made him proud, the Pope.
NORFOLK 1037 Let’s in,
1038 65 And with some other business put the King
1039 From these sad thoughts that work too much upon
1041 My lord, you’ll bear us company?
CHAMBERLAIN 1042 Excuse me;
1043 70 The King has sent me otherwhere. Besides,
1044 You’ll find a most unfit time to disturb him.
1045 Health to your Lordships.
NORFOLK 1046 Thanks, my good Lord
Lord Chamberlain exits; and the King draws
the curtain and sits reading pensively.
SUFFOLK, ⌜to Norfolk⌝
1048 75 How sad he looks! Sure he is much afflicted.
1049 Who’s there? Ha?
1051 Who’s there, I say? How dare you thrust yourselves
1052 Into my private meditations? Who am I, ha?
1053 80 A gracious king that pardons all offenses
1054 Malice ne’er meant. Our breach of duty this way
1055 Is business of estate, in which we come
1056 To know your royal pleasure.
KING 1057 You are too bold.
1058 85 Go to; I’ll make you know your times of business.
1059 Is this an hour for temporal affairs, ha?
Enter Wolsey and Campeius, with a commission.
1060 Who’s there? My good Lord Cardinal? O my Wolsey,
1061 The quiet of my wounded conscience,
1062 Thou art a cure fit for a king. ⌜To Campeius.⌝ You’re
1063 90 welcome,
1064 Most learnèd reverend sir, into our kingdom.
1065 Use us and it.—My good lord, have great care
1066 I be not found a talker.
WOLSEY 1067 Sir, you cannot.
1068 95 I would your Grace would give us but an hour
1069 Of private conference.
KING, ⌜to Norfolk and Suffolk⌝ 1070 We are busy. Go.
NORFOLK, ⌜aside to Suffolk⌝
1071 This priest has no pride in him?
SUFFOLK, ⌜aside to Norfolk⌝ 1072 Not to speak of.
1073 100 I would not be so sick, though for his place.
1074 But this cannot continue.
NORFOLK, ⌜aside to Suffolk⌝ 1075 If it do,
1076 I’ll venture one have-at-him.
SUFFOLK, ⌜aside to Norfolk⌝ 1077 I another.
Norfolk and Suffolk exit.
1078 105 Your Grace has given a precedent of wisdom
1080 Your scruple to the voice of Christendom.
1081 Who can be angry now? What envy reach you?
1082 The Spaniard, tied by blood and favor to her,
1083 110 Must now confess, if they have any goodness,
1084 The trial just and noble; all the clerks—
1085 I mean the learnèd ones in Christian kingdoms—
1086 Have their free voices; Rome, the nurse of judgment,
1087 Invited by your noble self, hath sent
1088 115 One general tongue unto us, this good man,
1089 This just and learnèd priest, Cardinal Campeius,
1090 Whom once more I present unto your Highness.
1091 And once more in mine arms I bid him welcome,
1092 And thank the holy conclave for their loves.
1093 120 They have sent me such a man I would have wished
1094 for.⌜He embraces Campeius.⌝
CAMPEIUS, ⌜handing the King a paper⌝
1095 Your Grace must needs deserve all strangers’ loves,
1096 You are so noble. To your Highness’ hand
1097 I tender my commission—by whose virtue,
1098 125 The court of Rome commanding, you, my Lord
1099 Cardinal of York, are joined with me their servant
1100 In the unpartial judging of this business.
1101 Two equal men. The Queen shall be acquainted
1102 Forthwith for what you come. Where’s Gardiner?
1103 130 I know your Majesty has always loved her
1104 So dear in heart not to deny her that
1105 A woman of less place might ask by law:
1106 Scholars allowed freely to argue for her.
1107 Ay, and the best she shall have, and my favor
1108 135 To him that does best. God forbid else. Cardinal,
1110 I find him a fit fellow.⌜Wolsey goes to the door.⌝
Enter Gardiner ⌜to Wolsey.⌝
WOLSEY, ⌜aside to Gardiner⌝
1111 Give me your hand. Much joy and favor to you.
1112 You are the King’s now.
GARDINER, ⌜aside to Wolsey⌝ 1113 140 But to be commanded
1114 Forever by your Grace, whose hand has raised me.
KING 1115 Come hither, Gardiner.
⌜The King and Gardiner⌝ walk and whisper.
1116 My lord of York, was not one Doctor Pace
1117 In this man’s place before him?
WOLSEY 1118 145 Yes, he was.
1119 Was he not held a learnèd man?
WOLSEY 1120 Yes, surely.
1121 Believe me, there’s an ill opinion spread, then,
1122 Even of yourself, Lord Cardinal.
WOLSEY 1123 150 How? Of me?
1124 They will not stick to say you envied him
1125 And, fearing he would rise—he was so virtuous—
1126 Kept him a foreign man still, which so grieved him
1127 That he ran mad and died.
WOLSEY 1128 155 Heav’n’s peace be with him!
1129 That’s Christian care enough. For living murmurers,
1130 There’s places of rebuke. He was a fool,
1131 For he would needs be virtuous. That good fellow
1132 If I command him follows my appointment.
1133 160 I will have none so near else. Learn this, brother:
1134 We live not to be griped by meaner persons.
1135 Deliver this with modesty to th’ Queen.
1136 The most convenient place that I can think of
1137 For such receipt of learning is Blackfriars.
1138 165 There you shall meet about this weighty business.
1139 My Wolsey, see it furnished. O, my lord,
1140 Would it not grieve an able man to leave
1141 So sweet a bedfellow? But, conscience, conscience!
1142 O, ’tis a tender place, and I must leave her.
1143 Not for that neither. Here’s the pang that pinches:
1144 His Highness having lived so long with her, and she
1145 So good a lady that no tongue could ever
1146 Pronounce dishonor of her—by my life,
1147 5 She never knew harm-doing!—O, now, after
1148 So many courses of the sun enthroned,
1149 Still growing in a majesty and pomp, the which
1150 To leave a thousandfold more bitter than
1151 ’Tis sweet at first t’ acquire—after this process,
1152 10 To give her the avaunt! It is a pity
1153 Would move a monster.
OLD LADY 1154 Hearts of most hard temper
1155 Melt and lament for her.
ANNE 1156 O, God’s will! Much better
1157 15 She ne’er had known pomp; though ’t be temporal,
1158 Yet if that quarrel, Fortune, do divorce
1159 It from the bearer, ’tis a sufferance panging
1160 As soul and body’s severing.
OLD LADY 1161 Alas, poor lady,
1162 20 She’s a stranger now again!
1164 Must pity drop upon her. Verily,
1165 I swear, ’tis better to be lowly born
1166 And range with humble livers in content
1167 25 Than to be perked up in a glist’ring grief
1168 And wear a golden sorrow.
OLD LADY 1169 Our content
1170 Is our best having.
ANNE 1171 By my troth and maidenhead,
1172 30 I would not be a queen.
OLD LADY 1173 Beshrew me, I would,
1174 And venture maidenhead for ’t; and so would you,
1175 For all this spice of your hypocrisy.
1176 You, that have so fair parts of woman on you,
1177 35 Have too a woman’s heart, which ever yet
1178 Affected eminence, wealth, sovereignty;
1179 Which, to say sooth, are blessings; and which gifts,
1180 Saving your mincing, the capacity
1181 Of your soft cheveril conscience would receive
1182 40 If you might please to stretch it.
ANNE 1183 Nay, good troth.
1184 Yes, troth, and troth. You would not be a queen?
1185 No, not for all the riches under heaven.
1186 ’Tis strange. A threepence bowed would hire me,
1187 45 Old as I am, to queen it. But I pray you,
1188 What think you of a duchess? Have you limbs
1189 To bear that load of title?
ANNE 1190 No, in truth.
1191 Then you are weakly made. Pluck off a little.
1192 50 I would not be a young count in your way
1193 For more than blushing comes to. If your back
1195 Ever to get a boy.
ANNE 1196 How you do talk!
1197 55 I swear again, I would not be a queen
1198 For all the world.
OLD LADY 1199 In faith, for little England
1200 You’d venture an emballing. I myself
1201 Would for Carnarvanshire, although there longed
1202 60 No more to th’ crown but that. Lo, who comes here?
Enter Lord Chamberlain.
1203 Good morrow, ladies. What were ’t worth to know
1204 The secret of your conference?
ANNE 1205 My good lord,
1206 Not your demand; it values not your asking.
1207 65 Our mistress’ sorrows we were pitying.
1208 It was a gentle business, and becoming
1209 The action of good women. There is hope
1210 All will be well.
ANNE 1211 Now, I pray God, amen!
1212 70 You bear a gentle mind, and heav’nly blessings
1213 Follow such creatures. That you may, fair lady,
1214 Perceive I speak sincerely, and high note’s
1215 Ta’en of your many virtues, the King’s Majesty
1216 Commends his good opinion of you to you, and
1217 75 Does purpose honor to you no less flowing
1218 Than Marchioness of Pembroke, to which title
1219 A thousand pound a year annual support
1220 Out of his grace he adds.
ANNE 1221 I do not know
1222 80 What kind of my obedience I should tender.
1223 More than my all is nothing, nor my prayers
1224 Are not words duly hallowed, nor my wishes
1227 85 Are all I can return. ’Beseech your Lordship,
1228 Vouchsafe to speak my thanks and my obedience,
1229 As from a blushing handmaid, to his Highness,
1230 Whose health and royalty I pray for.
CHAMBERLAIN 1231 Lady,
1232 90 I shall not fail t’ approve the fair conceit
1233 The King hath of you. (⌜Aside.⌝) I have perused her
1235 Beauty and honor in her are so mingled
1236 That they have caught the King. And who knows yet
1237 95 But from this lady may proceed a gem
1238 To lighten all this isle?—I’ll to the King
1239 And say I spoke with you.
ANNE 1240 My honored lord.
Lord Chamberlain exits.
OLD LADY 1241 Why, this it is! See, see!
1242 100 I have been begging sixteen years in court,
1243 Am yet a courtier beggarly, nor could
1244 Come pat betwixt too early and too late
1245 For any suit of pounds; and you—O, fate!—
1246 A very fresh fish here—fie, fie, fie upon
1247 105 This compelled fortune!—have your mouth filled up
1248 Before you open it.
ANNE 1249 This is strange to me.
1250 How tastes it? Is it bitter? Forty pence, no.
1251 There was a lady once—’tis an old story—
1252 110 That would not be a queen, that would she not,
1253 For all the mud in Egypt. Have you heard it?
1254 Come, you are pleasant.
OLD LADY 1255 With your theme, I could
1256 O’ermount the lark. The Marchioness of Pembroke?
1257 115 A thousand pounds a year for pure respect?
1258 No other obligation? By my life,
1260 Is longer than his foreskirt. By this time
1261 I know your back will bear a duchess. Say,
1262 120 Are you not stronger than you were?
ANNE 1263 Good lady,
1264 Make yourself mirth with your particular fancy,
1265 And leave me out on ’t. Would I had no being
1266 If this salute my blood a jot. It faints me
1267 125 To think what follows.
1268 The Queen is comfortless and we forgetful
1269 In our long absence. Pray do not deliver
1270 What here you’ve heard to her.
OLD LADY 1271 What do you think me?
short silver wands; next them, two Scribes, in the habit of
doctors; after them, the Bishop of Canterbury alone; after
him, the Bishops of Lincoln, Ely, Rochester, and Saint
Asaph; next them, with some small distance, follows a
Gentleman bearing the purse with the great seal, and a
cardinal’s hat. Then two Priests, bearing each a silver
cross; then a Gentleman Usher bare-headed, accompanied
with a Sergeant-at-Arms, bearing a silver mace; then two
Gentlemen, bearing two great silver pillars. After them,
side by side, the two Cardinals, ⌜and⌝ two Noblemen with
the sword and mace. The King takes place under the cloth
of state. The two Cardinals sit under him as judges. The
Queen takes place some distance from the King. The
Bishops place themselves on each side the court, in
manner of a consistory; below them the Scribes. The
Lords sit next the Bishops. The rest of the Attendants
⌜including a Crier and the Queen’s Gentleman Usher⌝
stand in convenient order about the stage.
1272 Whilst our commission from Rome is read,
1273 Let silence be commanded.
KING 1274 What’s the need?
1275 It hath already publicly been read,
1276 5 And on all sides th’ authority allowed.
1277 You may then spare that time.
WOLSEY 1278 Be ’t so. Proceed.
SCRIBE 1279 Say “Henry King of England, come into the
CRIER 1281 10Henry King of England, come into the court.
KING 1282 Here.
SCRIBE 1283 Say “Katherine Queen of England, come into
1284 the court.”
CRIER 1285 Katherine Queen of England, come into the
1286 15 court.
The Queen makes no answer, rises out of her
chair, goes about the court, comes to the King,
and kneels at his feet; then speaks.
1287 Sir, I desire you do me right and justice,
1288 And to bestow your pity on me; for
1289 I am a most poor woman and a stranger,
1290 Born out of your dominions, having here
1291 20 No judge indifferent nor no more assurance
1292 Of equal friendship and proceeding. Alas, sir,
1293 In what have I offended you? What cause
1294 Hath my behavior given to your displeasure
1295 That thus you should proceed to put me off
1296 25 And take your good grace from me? Heaven witness
1297 I have been to you a true and humble wife,
1298 At all times to your will conformable,
1299 Ever in fear to kindle your dislike,
1300 Yea, subject to your countenance, glad or sorry
1301 30 As I saw it inclined. When was the hour
1302 I ever contradicted your desire,
1304 Have I not strove to love, although I knew
1305 He were mine enemy? What friend of mine
1306 35 That had to him derived your anger did I
1307 Continue in my liking? Nay, gave notice
1308 He was from thence discharged? Sir, call to mind
1309 That I have been your wife in this obedience
1310 Upward of twenty years, and have been blessed
1311 40 With many children by you. If, in the course
1312 And process of this time, you can report,
1313 And prove it too, against mine honor aught,
1314 My bond to wedlock or my love and duty
1315 Against your sacred person, in God’s name
1316 45 Turn me away and let the foul’st contempt
1317 Shut door upon me, and so give me up
1318 To the sharp’st kind of justice. Please you, sir,
1319 The King your father was reputed for
1320 A prince most prudent, of an excellent
1321 50 And unmatched wit and judgment. Ferdinand,
1322 My father, King of Spain, was reckoned one
1323 The wisest prince that there had reigned by many
1324 A year before. It is not to be questioned
1325 That they had gathered a wise council to them
1326 55 Of every realm, that did debate this business,
1327 Who deemed our marriage lawful. Wherefore I humbly
1328 Beseech you, sir, to spare me till I may
1329 Be by my friends in Spain advised, whose counsel
1330 I will implore. If not, i’ th’ name of God,
1331 60 Your pleasure be fulfilled.
WOLSEY 1332 You have here, lady,
1333 And of your choice, these reverend fathers, men
1334 Of singular integrity and learning,
1335 Yea, the elect o’ th’ land, who are assembled
1336 65 To plead your cause. It shall be therefore bootless
1337 That longer you desire the court, as well
1339 What is unsettled in the King.
CAMPEIUS 1340 His Grace
1341 70 Hath spoken well and justly. Therefore, madam,
1342 It’s fit this royal session do proceed
1343 And that without delay their arguments
1344 Be now produced and heard.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1345 Lord Cardinal,
1346 75 To you I speak.
WOLSEY 1347 Your pleasure, madam.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1348 Sir,
1349 I am about to weep; but thinking that
1350 We are a queen, or long have dreamed so, certain
1351 80 The daughter of a king, my drops of tears
1352 I’ll turn to sparks of fire.
WOLSEY 1353 Be patient yet.
1354 I will, when you are humble; nay, before,
1355 Or God will punish me. I do believe,
1356 85 Induced by potent circumstances, that
1357 You are mine enemy, and make my challenge
1358 You shall not be my judge; for it is you
1359 Have blown this coal betwixt my lord and me—
1360 Which God’s dew quench! Therefore I say again,
1361 90 I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul
1362 Refuse you for my judge, whom, yet once more,
1363 I hold my most malicious foe and think not
1364 At all a friend to truth.
WOLSEY 1365 I do profess
1366 95 You speak not like yourself, who ever yet
1367 Have stood to charity and displayed th’ effects
1368 Of disposition gentle and of wisdom
1369 O’ertopping woman’s power. Madam, you do me
1371 100 I have no spleen against you, nor injustice
1372 For you or any. How far I have proceeded,
1374 By a commission from the Consistory,
1375 Yea, the whole Consistory of Rome. You charge me
1376 105 That I “have blown this coal.” I do deny it.
1377 The King is present. If it be known to him
1378 That I gainsay my deed, how may he wound,
1379 And worthily, my falsehood, yea, as much
1380 As you have done my truth. If he know
1381 110 That I am free of your report, he knows
1382 I am not of your wrong. Therefore in him
1383 It lies to cure me, and the cure is to
1384 Remove these thoughts from you, the which before
1385 His Highness shall speak in, I do beseech
1386 115 You, gracious madam, to unthink your speaking
1387 And to say so no more.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1388 My lord, my lord,
1389 I am a simple woman, much too weak
1390 T’ oppose your cunning. You’re meek and
1391 120 humble-mouthed;
1392 You sign your place and calling, in full seeming,
1393 With meekness and humility, but your heart
1394 Is crammed with arrogancy, spleen, and pride.
1395 You have by fortune and his Highness’ favors
1396 125 Gone slightly o’er low steps, and now are mounted
1397 Where powers are your retainers, and your words,
1398 Domestics to you, serve your will as ’t please
1399 Yourself pronounce their office. I must tell you,
1400 You tender more your person’s honor than
1401 130 Your high profession spiritual, that again
1402 I do refuse you for my judge, and here,
1403 Before you all, appeal unto the Pope
1404 To bring my whole cause ’fore his Holiness,
1405 And to be judged by him.
She curtsies to the King, and offers to depart.
CAMPEIUS 1406 135 The Queen is obstinate,
1407 Stubborn to justice, apt to accuse it, and
1409 She’s going away.
KING 1410 Call her again.
CRIER 1411 140Katherine, Queen of England, come into the
GENTLEMAN USHER 1413 Madam, you are called back.
1414 What need you note it? Pray you, keep your way.
1415 When you are called, return. Now, the Lord help!
1416 145 They vex me past my patience. Pray you, pass on.
1417 I will not tarry; no, nor ever more
1418 Upon this business my appearance make
1419 In any of their courts.
Queen and her Attendants exit.
KING 1420 Go thy ways, Kate.
1421 150 That man i’ th’ world who shall report he has
1422 A better wife, let him in naught be trusted,
1423 For speaking false in that. Thou art, alone—
1424 If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness,
1425 Thy meekness saintlike, wifelike government,
1426 155 Obeying in commanding, and thy parts
1427 Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee out—
1428 The queen of earthly queens. She’s noble born,
1429 And like her true nobility she has
1430 Carried herself towards me.
WOLSEY 1431 160 Most gracious sir,
1432 In humblest manner I require your Highness
1433 That it shall please you to declare in hearing
1434 Of all these ears—for where I am robbed and bound,
1435 There must I be unloosed, although not there
1436 165 At once and fully satisfied—whether ever I
1437 Did broach this business to your Highness, or
1438 Laid any scruple in your way which might
1439 Induce you to the question on ’t, or ever
1440 Have to you, but with thanks to God for such
1442 Be to the prejudice of her present state,
1443 Or touch of her good person?
KING 1444 My Lord Cardinal,
1445 I do excuse you; yea, upon mine honor,
1446 175 I free you from ’t. You are not to be taught
1447 That you have many enemies that know not
1448 Why they are so but, like to village curs,
1449 Bark when their fellows do. By some of these
1450 The Queen is put in anger. You’re excused.
1451 180 But will you be more justified? You ever
1452 Have wished the sleeping of this business, never
1454 It to be stirred, but oft have hindered, oft,
1455 The passages made toward it. On my honor
1456 185 I speak my good Lord Cardinal to this point
1457 And thus far clear him. Now, what moved me to ’t,
1458 I will be bold with time and your attention.
1459 Then mark th’ inducement. Thus it came; give heed
1460 to ’t:
1461 190 My conscience first received a tenderness,
1462 Scruple, and prick on certain speeches uttered
1463 By th’ Bishop of Bayonne, then French ambassador,
1464 Who had been hither sent on the debating
1465 ⌜A⌝ marriage ’twixt the Duke of Orleans and
1466 195 Our daughter Mary. I’ th’ progress of this business,
1467 Ere a determinate resolution, he,
1468 I mean the Bishop, did require a respite
1469 Wherein he might the King his lord advertise
1470 Whether our daughter were legitimate,
1471 200 Respecting this our marriage with the dowager,
1472 Sometime our brother’s wife. This respite shook
1473 The bosom of my conscience, entered me,
1474 Yea, with a spitting power, and made to tremble
1475 The region of my breast; which forced such way
1476 205 That many mazed considerings did throng
1478 I stood not in the smile of heaven, who had
1479 Commanded nature that my lady’s womb,
1480 If it conceived a male child by me, should
1481 210 Do no more offices of life to ’t than
1482 The grave does to th’ dead, for her male issue
1483 Or died where they were made, or shortly after
1484 This world had aired them. Hence I took a thought
1485 This was a judgment on me, that my kingdom,
1486 215 Well worthy the best heir o’ th’ world, should not
1487 Be gladded in ’t by me. Then follows that
1488 I weighed the danger which my realms stood in
1489 By this my issue’s fail, and that gave to me
1490 Many a groaning throe. Thus hulling in
1491 220 The wild sea of my conscience, I did steer
1492 Toward this remedy whereupon we are
1493 Now present here together. That’s to say,
1494 I meant to rectify my conscience, which
1495 I then did feel full sick, and yet not well,
1496 225 By all the reverend fathers of the land
1497 And doctors learnèd. First, I began in private
1498 With you, my Lord of Lincoln. You remember
1499 How under my oppression I did reek
1500 When I first moved you.
LINCOLN 1501 230 Very well, my liege.
1502 I have spoke long. Be pleased yourself to say
1503 How far you satisfied me.
LINCOLN 1504 So please your Highness,
1505 The question did at first so stagger me,
1506 235 Bearing a state of mighty moment in ’t
1507 And consequence of dread, that I committed
1508 The daring’st counsel which I had to doubt,
1509 And did entreat your Highness to this course
1510 Which you are running here.
KING 1511 240 I then moved you,
1513 To make this present summons. Unsolicited
1514 I left no reverend person in this court,
1515 But by particular consent proceeded
1516 245 Under your hands and seals. Therefore go on,
1517 For no dislike i’ th’ world against the person
1518 Of the good queen, but the sharp thorny points
1519 Of my allegèd reasons drives this forward.
1520 Prove but our marriage lawful, by my life
1521 250 And kingly dignity, we are contented
1522 To wear our mortal state to come with her,
1523 Katherine our queen, before the primest creature
1524 That’s paragoned o’ th’ world.
CAMPEIUS 1525 So please your Highness,
1526 255 The Queen being absent, ’tis a needful fitness
1527 That we adjourn this court till further day.
1528 Meanwhile must be an earnest motion
1529 Made to the Queen to call back her appeal
1530 She intends unto his Holiness.
KING, ⌜aside⌝ 1531 260 I may perceive
1532 These cardinals trifle with me. I abhor
1533 This dilatory sloth and tricks of Rome.
1534 My learnèd and well-belovèd servant Cranmer,
1535 Prithee return. With thy approach, I know,
1536 265 My comfort comes along.—Break up the court.
1537 I say, set on.
They exit, in manner as they entered.
1538 Take thy lute, wench. My soul grows sad with troubles.
1539 Sing, and disperse ’em if thou canst. Leave working.
⌜WOMAN sings⌝ song.
1540 Orpheus with his lute made trees
1541 And the mountaintops that freeze
1542 5 Bow themselves when he did sing.
1543 To his music plants and flowers
1544 Ever sprung, as sun and showers
1545 There had made a lasting spring.
1546 Everything that heard him play,
1547 10 Even the billows of the sea,
1548 Hung their heads and then lay by.
1549 In sweet music is such art,
1550 Killing care and grief of heart
1551 Fall asleep or, hearing, die.
Enter a Gentleman.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1552 15How now?
1553 An ’t please your Grace, the two great cardinals
1554 Wait in the presence.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1555 Would they speak with me?
1556 They willed me say so, madam.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1557 20 Pray their Graces
1558 To come near.⌜Gentleman exits.⌝
1559 What can be their business
1560 With me, a poor weak woman, fall’n from favor?
1561 I do not like their coming, now I think on ’t.
1562 25 They should be good men, their affairs as righteous.
1563 But all hoods make not monks.
Enter the two Cardinals, Wolsey and Campeius.
WOLSEY 1564 Peace to your Highness.
1565 Your Graces find me here part of a housewife;
1566 I would be all, against the worst may happen.
1567 30 What are your pleasures with me, reverend lords?
1568 May it please you, noble madam, to withdraw
1569 Into your private chamber, we shall give you
1570 The full cause of our coming.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1571 Speak it here.
1572 35 There’s nothing I have done yet, o’ my conscience,
1573 Deserves a corner. Would all other women
1574 Could speak this with as free a soul as I do.
1575 My lords, I care not, so much I am happy
1576 Above a number, if my actions
1577 40 Were tried by ev’ry tongue, ev’ry eye saw ’em,
1578 Envy and base opinion set against ’em,
1579 I know my life so even. If your business
1580 Seek me out, and that way I am wife in,
1581 Out with it boldly. Truth loves open dealing.
WOLSEY 1582 45Tanta est erga te mentis integritas, regina
QUEEN KATHERINE 1584 O, good my lord, no Latin!
1585 I am not such a truant since my coming
1587 50 A strange tongue makes my cause more strange,
1589 Pray speak in English. Here are some will thank you,
1590 If you speak truth, for their poor mistress’ sake.
1591 Believe me, she has had much wrong. Lord Cardinal,
1592 55 The willing’st sin I ever yet committed
1593 May be absolved in English.
WOLSEY 1594 Noble lady,
1595 I am sorry my integrity should breed—
1596 And service to his Majesty and you—
1597 60 So deep suspicion, where all faith was meant.
1598 We come not by the way of accusation,
1599 To taint that honor every good tongue blesses,
1600 Nor to betray you any way to sorrow—
1601 You have too much, good lady—but to know
1602 65 How you stand minded in the weighty difference
1603 Between the King and you, and to deliver,
1604 Like free and honest men, our just opinions
1605 And comforts to ⌜your⌝ cause.
CAMPEIUS 1606 Most honored madam,
1607 70 My Lord of York, out of his noble nature,
1608 Zeal, and obedience he still bore your Grace,
1609 Forgetting, like a good man, your late censure
1610 Both of his truth and him—which was too far—
1611 Offers, as I do, in a sign of peace,
1612 75 His service and his counsel.
QUEEN KATHERINE, ⌜aside⌝ 1613 To betray me.—
1614 My lords, I thank you both for your good wills.
1615 You speak like honest men; pray God you prove so.
1616 But how to make you suddenly an answer
1617 80 In such a point of weight, so near mine honor—
1618 More near my life, I fear—with my weak wit,
1619 And to such men of gravity and learning,
1620 In truth I know not. I was set at work
1622 85 Either for such men or such business.
1623 For her sake that I have been—for I feel
1624 The last fit of my greatness—good your Graces,
1625 Let me have time and counsel for my cause.
1626 Alas, I am a woman friendless, hopeless.
1627 90 Madam, you wrong the King’s love with these fears;
1628 Your hopes and friends are infinite.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1629 In England
1630 But little for my profit. Can you think, lords,
1631 That any Englishman dare give me counsel,
1632 95 Or be a known friend, ’gainst his Highness’ pleasure,
1633 Though he be grown so desperate to be honest,
1634 And live a subject? Nay, forsooth. My friends,
1635 They that must weigh out my afflictions,
1636 They that my trust must grow to, live not here.
1637 100 They are, as all my other comforts, far hence
1638 In mine own country, lords.
CAMPEIUS 1639 I would your Grace
1640 Would leave your griefs and take my counsel.
QUEEN KATHERINE 1641 How, sir?
1642 105 Put your main cause into the King’s protection.
1643 He’s loving and most gracious. ’Twill be much
1644 Both for your honor better and your cause,
1645 For if the trial of the law o’ertake you,
1646 You’ll part away disgraced.
WOLSEY 1647 110 He tells you rightly.
1648 You tell me what you wish for both: my ruin.
1649 Is this your Christian counsel? Out upon you!
1650 Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
1651 That no king can corrupt.
CAMPEIUS 1652 115 Your rage mistakes us.
1653 The more shame for you! Holy men I thought you,
1654 Upon my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues;
1655 But cardinal sins and hollow hearts I fear you.
1656 Mend ’em, for shame, my lords. Is this your comfort?
1657 120 The cordial that you bring a wretched lady,
1658 A woman lost among you, laughed at, scorned?
1659 I will not wish you half my miseries;
1660 I have more charity. But say I warned you:
1661 Take heed, for heaven’s sake, take heed, lest at once
1662 125 The burden of my sorrows fall upon you.
1663 Madam, this is a mere distraction.
1664 You turn the good we offer into envy.
1665 You turn me into nothing! Woe upon you
1666 And all such false professors. Would you have me—
1667 130 If you have any justice, any pity,
1668 If you be anything but churchmen’s habits—
1669 Put my sick cause into his hands that hates me?
1670 Alas, has banished me his bed already,
1671 His love, too, long ago. I am old, my lords,
1672 135 And all the fellowship I hold now with him
1673 Is only my obedience. What can happen
1674 To me above this wretchedness? All your studies
1675 Make me a curse like this.
CAMPEIUS 1676 Your fears are worse.
1677 140 Have I lived thus long—let me speak myself,
1678 Since virtue finds no friends—a wife, a true one—
1679 A woman, I dare say without vainglory,
1680 Never yet branded with suspicion—
1681 Have I with all my full affections
1682 145 Still met the King, loved him next heav’n, obeyed him,
1683 Been, out of fondness, superstitious to him,
1684 Almost forgot my prayers to content him,
1686 Bring me a constant woman to her husband,
1687 150 One that ne’er dreamed a joy beyond his pleasure,
1688 And to that woman, when she has done most,
1689 Yet will I add an honor: a great patience.
1690 Madam, you wander from the good we aim at.
1691 My lord, I dare not make myself so guilty
1692 155 To give up willingly that noble title
1693 Your master wed me to. Nothing but death
1694 Shall e’er divorce my dignities.
WOLSEY 1695 Pray hear me.
1696 Would I had never trod this English earth
1697 160 Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it!
1698 You have angels’ faces, but heaven knows your hearts.
1699 What will become of me now, wretched lady?
1700 I am the most unhappy woman living.
1701 ⌜To her Women.⌝ Alas, poor wenches, where are now
1702 165 your fortunes?
1703 Shipwracked upon a kingdom where no pity,
1704 No friends, no hope, no kindred weep for me,
1705 Almost no grave allowed me, like the lily
1706 That once was mistress of the field and flourished,
1707 170 I’ll hang my head and perish.
WOLSEY 1708 If your Grace
1709 Could but be brought to know our ends are honest,
1710 You’d feel more comfort. Why should we, good lady,
1711 Upon what cause, wrong you? Alas, our places,
1712 175 The way of our profession, is against it.
1713 We are to cure such sorrows, not to sow ’em.
1714 For goodness’ sake, consider what you do,
1715 How you may hurt yourself, ay, utterly
1716 Grow from the King’s acquaintance by this carriage.
1718 So much they love it. But to stubborn spirits
1719 They swell and grow as terrible as storms.
1720 I know you have a gentle, noble temper,
1721 A soul as even as a calm. Pray think us
1722 185 Those we profess: peacemakers, friends, and servants.
1723 Madam, you’ll find it so. You wrong your virtues
1724 With these weak women’s fears. A noble spirit,
1725 As yours was put into you, ever casts
1726 Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The King loves
1727 190 you;
1728 Beware you lose it not. For us, if you please
1729 To trust us in your business, we are ready
1730 To use our utmost studies in your service.
1731 Do what you will, my lords, and pray forgive me
1732 195 If I have used myself unmannerly.
1733 You know I am a woman, lacking wit
1734 To make a seemly answer to such persons.
1735 Pray do my service to his Majesty.
1736 He has my heart yet and shall have my prayers
1737 200 While I shall have my life. Come, reverend fathers,
1738 Bestow your counsels on me. She now begs
1739 That little thought, when she set footing here,
1740 She should have bought her dignities so dear.
and Lord Chamberlain.
1741 If you will now unite in your complaints
1742 And force them with a constancy, the Cardinal
1744 The offer of this time, I cannot promise
1745 5 But that you shall sustain more new disgraces
1746 With these you bear already.
SURREY 1747 I am joyful
1748 To meet the least occasion that may give me
1749 Remembrance of my father-in-law the Duke,
1750 10 To be revenged on him.
SUFFOLK 1751 Which of the peers
1752 Have uncontemned gone by him, or at least
1753 Strangely neglected? When did he regard
1754 The stamp of nobleness in any person
1755 15 Out of himself?
CHAMBERLAIN 1756 My lords, you speak your pleasures;
1757 What he deserves of you and me I know;
1758 What we can do to him—though now the time
1759 Gives way to us—I much fear. If you cannot
1760 20 Bar his access to th’ King, never attempt
1761 Anything on him, for he hath a witchcraft
1762 Over the King in ’s tongue.
NORFOLK 1763 O, fear him not.
1764 His spell in that is out. The King hath found
1765 25 Matter against him that forever mars
1766 The honey of his language. No, he’s settled,
1767 Not to come off, in his displeasure.
SURREY 1768 Sir,
1769 I should be glad to hear such news as this
1770 30 Once every hour.
NORFOLK 1771 Believe it, this is true.
1772 In the divorce his contrary proceedings
1773 Are all unfolded, wherein he appears
1774 As I would wish mine enemy.
SURREY 1775 35 How came
1776 His practices to light?
SUFFOLK 1777 Most strangely.
SURREY 1778 O, how, how?
1779 The Cardinal’s letters to the Pope miscarried
1780 40 And came to th’ eye o’ th’ King, wherein was read
1781 How that the Cardinal did entreat his Holiness
1782 To stay the judgment o’ th’ divorce; for if
1783 It did take place, “I do,” quoth he, “perceive
1784 My king is tangled in affection to
1785 45 A creature of the Queen’s, Lady Anne Bullen.”
1786 Has the King this?
SUFFOLK 1787 Believe it.
SURREY 1788 Will this work?
1789 The King in this perceives him how he coasts
1790 50 And hedges his own way. But in this point
1791 All his tricks founder, and he brings his physic
1792 After his patient’s death: the King already
1793 Hath married the fair lady.
SURREY 1794 Would he had!
1795 55 May you be happy in your wish, my lord,
1796 For I profess you have it.
SURREY 1797 Now, all my joy
1798 Trace the conjunction!
SUFFOLK 1799 My amen to ’t.
NORFOLK 1800 60 All men’s.
1801 There’s order given for her coronation.
1802 Marry, this is yet but young and may be left
1803 To some ears unrecounted. But, my lords,
1804 She is a gallant creature and complete
1805 65 In mind and feature. I persuade me, from her
1806 Will fall some blessing to this land which shall
1807 In it be memorized.
SURREY 1808 But will the King
1809 Digest this letter of the Cardinal’s?
1810 70 The Lord forbid!
SUFFOLK 1812 No, no.
1813 There be more wasps that buzz about his nose
1814 Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius
1815 75 Is stol’n away to Rome, hath ta’en no leave,
1816 Has left the cause o’ th’ King unhandled, and
1817 Is posted as the agent of our cardinal
1818 To second all his plot. I do assure you
1819 The King cried “Ha!” at this.
CHAMBERLAIN 1820 80 Now God incense him,
1821 And let him cry “Ha!” louder.
NORFOLK 1822 But, my lord,
1823 When returns Cranmer?
1824 He is returned in his opinions, which
1825 85 Have satisfied the King for his divorce,
1826 Together with all famous colleges
1827 Almost in Christendom. Shortly, I believe,
1828 His second marriage shall be published, and
1829 Her coronation. Katherine no more
1830 90 Shall be called queen, but princess dowager
1831 And widow to Prince Arthur.
NORFOLK 1832 This same Cranmer’s
1833 A worthy fellow, and hath ta’en much pain
1834 In the King’s business.
SUFFOLK 1835 95 He has, and we shall see him
1836 For it an archbishop.
NORFOLK 1837 So I hear.
SUFFOLK 1838 ’Tis so.
Enter Wolsey and Cromwell, ⌜meeting.⌝
1839 The Cardinal!
1840 100 Observe, observe; he’s moody.⌜They stand aside.⌝
WOLSEY 1841 The packet, Cromwell;
1842 Gave ’t you the King?
1844 Looked he o’ th’ inside of the paper?
CROMWELL 1845 105 Presently
1846 He did unseal them, and the first he viewed,
1847 He did it with a serious mind; a heed
1848 Was in his countenance. You he bade
1849 Attend him here this morning.
WOLSEY 1850 110 Is he ready
1851 To come abroad?
CROMWELL 1852 I think by this he is.
WOLSEY 1853 Leave me awhile.Cromwell exits.
1854 ⌜Aside.⌝ It shall be to the Duchess of Alençon,
1855 115 The French king’s sister; he shall marry her.
1856 Anne Bullen? No, I’ll no Anne Bullens for him.
1857 There’s more in ’t than fair visage. Bullen?
1858 No, we’ll no Bullens. Speedily I wish
1859 To hear from Rome. The Marchioness of Pembroke!
1860 120 He’s discontented.
SUFFOLK 1861 Maybe he hears the King
1862 Does whet his anger to him.
SURREY 1863 Sharp enough,
1864 Lord, for thy justice!
1865 125 The late queen’s gentlewoman, a knight’s daughter,
1866 To be her mistress’ mistress? The Queen’s queen?
1867 This candle burns not clear. ’Tis I must snuff it;
1868 Then out it goes. What though I know her virtuous
1869 And well-deserving? Yet I know her for
1870 130 A spleeny Lutheran, and not wholesome to
1871 Our cause that she should lie i’ th’ bosom of
1872 Our hard-ruled king. Again, there is sprung up
1873 An heretic, an arch-one, Cranmer, one
1875 135 And is his oracle.
NORFOLK 1876 He is vexed at something.
1877 I would ’twere something that would fret the string,
1878 The master-cord on ’s heart.
SUFFOLK 1879 The King, the King!
Enter King, reading of a schedule, ⌜with Lovell
1880 140 What piles of wealth hath he accumulated
1881 To his own portion! And what expense by th’ hour
1882 Seems to flow from him! How i’ th’ name of thrift
1883 Does he rake this together? ⌜Seeing the nobles.⌝ Now,
1884 my lords,
1885 145 Saw you the Cardinal?
NORFOLK, ⌜indicating Wolsey⌝ 1886 My lord, we have
1887 Stood here observing him. Some strange commotion
1888 Is in his brain. He bites his lip, and starts,
1889 Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground,
1890 150 Then lays his finger on his temple, straight
1891 Springs out into fast gait, then stops again,
1892 Strikes his breast hard, and anon he casts
1893 His eye against the moon. In most strange postures
1894 We have seen him set himself.
KING 1895 155 It may well be
1896 There is a mutiny in ’s mind. This morning
1897 Papers of state he sent me to peruse,
1898 As I required, and wot you what I found?
1899 There—on my conscience, put unwittingly—
1900 160 Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing
1901 The several parcels of his plate, his treasure,
1902 Rich stuffs and ornaments of household, which
1903 I find at such proud rate that it outspeaks
1904 Possession of a subject.
1906 Some spirit put this paper in the packet
1907 To bless your eye withal.
KING, ⌜studying Wolsey⌝ 1908 If we did think
1909 His contemplation were above the Earth
1910 170 And fixed on spiritual object, he should still
1911 Dwell in his musings, but I am afraid
1912 His thinkings are below the moon, not worth
1913 His serious considering.
King takes his seat, whispers Lovell,
who goes to the Cardinal.
WOLSEY 1914 Heaven forgive me!
1915 175 Ever God bless your Highness.
KING 1916 Good my lord,
1917 You are full of heavenly stuff and bear the inventory
1918 Of your best graces in your mind, the which
1919 You were now running o’er. You have scarce time
1920 180 To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span
1921 To keep your earthly audit. Sure, in that
1922 I deem you an ill husband, and am glad
1923 To have you therein my companion.
WOLSEY 1924 Sir,
1925 185 For holy offices I have a time; a time
1926 To think upon the part of business which
1927 I bear i’ th’ state; and Nature does require
1928 Her times of preservation, which perforce
1929 I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal,
1930 190 Must give my tendance to.
KING 1931 You have said well.
1932 And ever may your Highness yoke together,
1933 As I will lend you cause, my doing well
1934 With my well saying.
KING 1935 195 ’Tis well said again,
1936 And ’tis a kind of good deed to say well.
1937 And yet words are no deeds. My father loved you;
1939 His word upon you. Since I had my office
1940 200 I have kept you next my heart, have not alone
1941 Employed you where high profits might come home,
1942 But pared my present havings to bestow
1943 My bounties upon you.
WOLSEY, ⌜aside⌝ 1944 What should this mean?
1945 205 The Lord increase this business!
KING 1946 Have I not made you
1947 The prime man of the state? I pray you tell me
1948 If what I now pronounce you have found true;
1949 And, if you may confess it, say withal
1950 210 If you are bound to us or no. What say you?
1951 My sovereign, I confess your royal graces,
1952 Showered on me daily, have been more than could
1953 My studied purposes requite, which went
1954 Beyond all man’s endeavors. My endeavors
1955 215 Have ever come too short of my desires,
1956 Yet ⌜filed⌝ with my abilities. Mine own ends
1957 Have been mine so, that evermore they pointed
1958 To th’ good of your most sacred person and
1959 The profit of the state. For your great graces
1960 220 Heaped upon me, poor undeserver, I
1961 Can nothing render but allegiant thanks,
1962 My prayers to heaven for you, my loyalty,
1963 Which ever has and ever shall be growing
1964 Till death—that winter—kill it.
KING 1965 225 Fairly answered.
1966 A loyal and obedient subject is
1967 Therein illustrated. The honor of it
1968 Does pay the act of it, as, i’ th’ contrary,
1969 The foulness is the punishment. I presume
1970 230 That, as my hand has opened bounty to you,
1971 My heart dropped love, my power rained honor, more
1973 Your brain, and every function of your power
1974 Should—notwithstanding that your bond of duty
1975 235 As ’twere in love’s particular—be more
1976 To me, your friend, than any.
WOLSEY 1977 I do profess
1978 That for your Highness’ good I ever labored
1979 More than mine own, that am, have, and will be—
1980 240 Though all the world should crack their duty to you
1981 And throw it from their soul, though perils did
1982 Abound as thick as thought could make ’em, and
1983 Appear in forms more horrid—yet my duty,
1984 As doth a rock against the chiding flood,
1985 245 Should the approach of this wild river break,
1986 And stand unshaken yours.
KING 1987 ’Tis nobly spoken.—
1988 Take notice, lords: he has a loyal breast,
1989 For you have seen him open ’t.
⌜He hands Wolsey papers.⌝
1990 250 Read o’er this,
1991 And after, this; and then to breakfast with
1992 What appetite you have.
King exits, frowning upon the Cardinal;
the nobles throng after him smiling
and whispering, ⌜and exit.⌝
WOLSEY 1993 What should this mean?
1994 What sudden anger’s this? How have I reaped it?
1995 255 He parted frowning from me, as if ruin
1996 Leaped from his eyes. So looks the chafèd lion
1997 Upon the daring huntsman that has galled him,
1998 Then makes him nothing. I must read this paper—
1999 I fear, the story of his anger.
⌜He reads one of the papers.⌝
2000 260 ’Tis so.
2001 This paper has undone me. ’Tis th’ accompt
2002 Of all that world of wealth I have drawn together
2004 And fee my friends in Rome. O negligence,
2005 265 Fit for a fool to fall by! What cross devil
2006 Made me put this main secret in the packet
2007 I sent the King? Is there no way to cure this?
2008 No new device to beat this from his brains?
2009 I know ’twill stir him strongly; yet I know
2010 270 A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune
2011 Will bring me off again.⌜He looks at another paper.⌝
2012 What’s this? “To th’ Pope”?
2013 The letter, as I live, with all the business
2014 I writ to ’s Holiness. Nay then, farewell!
2015 275 I have touched the highest point of all my greatness,
2016 And from that full meridian of my glory
2017 I haste now to my setting. I shall fall
2018 Like a bright exhalation in the evening
2019 And no man see me more.
Enter to Wolsey the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk, the
Earl of Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlain.
2020 280 Hear the King’s pleasure, cardinal, who commands
2022 To render up the great seal presently
2023 Into our hands, and to confine yourself
2024 To Asher House, my Lord of Winchester’s,
2025 285 Till you hear further from his Highness.
WOLSEY 2026 Stay.
2027 Where’s your commission, lords? Words cannot carry
2028 Authority so weighty.
SUFFOLK 2029 Who dare cross ’em,
2030 290 Bearing the King’s will from his mouth expressly?
2031 Till I find more than will or words to do it—
2032 I mean your malice—know, officious lords,
2033 I dare and must deny it. Now I feel
2035 295 How eagerly you follow my disgraces,
2036 As if it fed you, and how sleek and wanton
2037 You appear in everything may bring my ruin.
2038 Follow your envious courses, men of malice;
2039 You have Christian warrant for ’em, and no doubt
2040 300 In time will find their fit rewards. That seal
2041 You ask with such a violence, the King,
2042 Mine and your master, with his own hand gave me;
2043 Bade me enjoy it, with the place and honors,
2044 During my life; and to confirm his goodness,
2045 305 Tied it by letters patents. Now, who’ll take it?
2046 The King that gave it.
WOLSEY 2047 It must be himself, then.
2048 Thou art a proud traitor, priest.
WOLSEY 2049 Proud lord, thou liest.
2050 310 Within these forty hours Surrey durst better
2051 Have burnt that tongue than said so.
SURREY 2052 Thy ambition,
2053 Thou scarlet sin, robbed this bewailing land
2054 Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law.
2055 315 The heads of all thy brother cardinals,
2056 With thee and all thy best parts bound together,
2057 Weighed not a hair of his. Plague of your policy!
2058 You sent me Deputy for Ireland,
2059 Far from his succor, from the King, from all
2060 320 That might have mercy on the fault thou gav’st him,
2061 Whilst your great goodness, out of holy pity,
2062 Absolved him with an ax.
WOLSEY 2063 This, and all else
2064 This talking lord can lay upon my credit,
2065 325 I answer, is most false. The Duke by law
2066 Found his deserts. How innocent I was
2067 From any private malice in his end,
2069 If I loved many words, lord, I should tell you
2070 330 You have as little honesty as honor,
2071 That in the way of loyalty and truth
2072 Toward the King, my ever royal master,
2073 Dare mate a sounder man than Surrey can be,
2074 And all that love his follies.
SURREY 2075 335 By my soul,
2076 Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou shouldst feel
2077 My sword i’ th’ life blood of thee else.—My lords,
2078 Can you endure to hear this arrogance?
2079 And from this fellow? If we live thus tamely,
2080 340 To be thus jaded by a piece of scarlet,
2081 Farewell, nobility. Let his Grace go forward
2082 And dare us with his cap, like larks.
WOLSEY 2083 All goodness
2084 Is poison to thy stomach.
SURREY 2085 345 Yes, that goodness
2086 Of gleaning all the land’s wealth into one,
2087 Into your own hands, card’nal, by extortion;
2088 The goodness of your intercepted packets
2089 You writ to th’ Pope against the King. Your goodness,
2090 350 Since you provoke me, shall be most notorious.—
2091 My Lord of Norfolk, as you are truly noble,
2092 As you respect the common good, the state
2093 Of our despised nobility, our issues,
2094 Whom, if he live, will scarce be gentlemen,
2095 355 Produce the grand sum of his sins, the articles
2096 Collected from his life.—I’ll startle you
2097 Worse than the sacring bell when the brown wench
2098 Lay kissing in your arms, Lord Cardinal.
2099 How much, methinks, I could despise this man,
2100 360 But that I am bound in charity against it!
2101 Those articles, my lord, are in the King’s hand;
2102 But thus much, they are foul ones.
2104 And spotless shall mine innocence arise
2105 365 When the King knows my truth.
SURREY 2106 This cannot save you.
2107 I thank my memory I yet remember
2108 Some of these articles, and out they shall.
2109 Now, if you can blush and cry “Guilty,” cardinal,
2110 370 You’ll show a little honesty.
WOLSEY 2111 Speak on, sir.
2112 I dare your worst objections. If I blush,
2113 It is to see a nobleman want manners.
2114 I had rather want those than my head. Have at you:
2115 375 First, that without the King’s assent or knowledge,
2116 You wrought to be a legate, by which power
2117 You maimed the jurisdiction of all bishops.
2118 Then, that in all you writ to Rome, or else
2119 To foreign princes, “ego et rex meus”
2120 380 Was still inscribed, in which you brought the King
2121 To be your servant.
SUFFOLK 2122 Then, that without the knowledge
2123 Either of king or council, when you went
2124 Ambassador to the Emperor, you made bold
2125 385 To carry into Flanders the great seal.
2126 Item, you sent a large commission
2127 To Gregory de Cassado, to conclude,
2128 Without the King’s will or the state’s allowance,
2129 A league between his Highness and Ferrara.
2130 390 That out of mere ambition you have caused
2131 Your holy hat to be stamped on the King’s coin.
2132 Then, that you have sent innumerable substance—
2133 By what means got I leave to your own conscience—
2135 395 You have for dignities, to the mere undoing
2136 Of all the kingdom. Many more there are
2137 Which, since they are of you, and odious,
2138 I will not taint my mouth with.
CHAMBERLAIN 2139 O, my lord,
2140 400 Press not a falling man too far! ’Tis virtue.
2141 His faults lie open to the laws; let them,
2142 Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see him
2143 So little of his great self.
SURREY 2144 I forgive him.
2145 405 Lord Cardinal, the King’s further pleasure is—
2146 Because all those things you have done of late
2147 By your power legative within this kingdom
2148 Fall into th’ compass of a praemunire—
2149 That therefore such a writ be sued against you,
2150 410 To forfeit all your goods, lands, tenements,
2151 ⌜Chattels,⌝ and whatsoever, and to be
2152 Out of the King’s protection. This is my charge.
2153 And so we’ll leave you to your meditations
2154 How to live better. For your stubborn answer
2155 415 About the giving back the great seal to us,
2156 The King shall know it and, no doubt, shall thank
2158 So, fare you well, my little good Lord Cardinal.
2159 So, farewell to the little good you bear me.
All but Wolsey exit.
2160 420 Farewell? A long farewell to all my greatness!
2161 This is the state of man: today he puts forth
2162 The tender leaves of hopes; tomorrow blossoms
2163 And bears his blushing honors thick upon him;
2164 The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
2165 425 And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
2167 And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured,
2168 Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
2169 This many summers in a sea of glory,
2170 430 But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride
2171 At length broke under me and now has left me,
2172 Weary and old with service, to the mercy
2173 Of a rude stream that must forever hide me.
2174 Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate you.
2175 435 I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched
2176 Is that poor man that hangs on princes’ favors!
2177 There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to,
2178 That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
2179 More pangs and fears than wars or women have;
2180 440 And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
2181 Never to hope again.
Enter Cromwell, standing amazed.
2182 Why, how now, Cromwell?
2183 I have no power to speak, sir.
WOLSEY 2184 What, amazed
2185 445 At my misfortunes? Can thy spirit wonder
2186 A great man should decline? Nay, an you weep,
2187 I am fall’n indeed.
CROMWELL 2188 How does your Grace?
WOLSEY 2189 Why, well.
2190 450 Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell.
2191 I know myself now, and I feel within me
2192 A peace above all earthly dignities,
2193 A still and quiet conscience. The King has cured me—
2194 I humbly thank his Grace—and from these shoulders,
2195 455 These ruined pillars, out of pity, taken
2196 A load would sink a navy: too much honor.
2197 O, ’tis a burden, Cromwell, ’tis a burden
2198 Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven.
2199 I am glad your Grace has made that right use of it.
2200 460 I hope I have. I am able now, methinks,
2201 Out of a fortitude of soul I feel,
2202 To endure more miseries and greater far
2203 Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer.
2204 What news abroad?
CROMWELL 2205 465 The heaviest and the worst
2206 Is your displeasure with the King.
WOLSEY 2207 God bless him.
2208 The next is that Sir Thomas More is chosen
2209 Lord Chancellor in your place.
WOLSEY 2210 470 That’s somewhat sudden.
2211 But he’s a learnèd man. May he continue
2212 Long in his Highness’ favor and do justice
2213 For truth’s sake and his conscience, that his bones,
2214 When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings,
2215 475 May have a tomb of orphans’ tears wept on him.
2216 What more?
CROMWELL 2217 That Cranmer is returned with welcome,
2218 Installed Lord Archbishop of Canterbury.
2219 That’s news indeed.
CROMWELL 2220 480 Last, that the Lady Anne,
2221 Whom the King hath in secrecy long married,
2222 This day was viewed in open as his queen,
2223 Going to chapel, and the voice is now
2224 Only about her coronation.
2225 485 There was the weight that pulled me down.
2226 O Cromwell,
2227 The King has gone beyond me. All my glories
2228 In that one woman I have lost forever.
2230 490 Or gild again the noble troops that waited
2231 Upon my smiles. Go, get thee from me, Cromwell.
2232 I am a poor fall’n man, unworthy now
2233 To be thy lord and master. Seek the King;
2234 That sun, I pray, may never set! I have told him
2235 495 What and how true thou art. He will advance thee;
2236 Some little memory of me will stir him—
2237 I know his noble nature—not to let
2238 Thy hopeful service perish too. Good Cromwell,
2239 Neglect him not. Make use now, and provide
2240 500 For thine own future safety.
CROMWELL, ⌜weeping⌝ 2241 O, my lord,
2242 Must I then leave you? Must I needs forgo
2243 So good, so noble, and so true a master?
2244 Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron,
2245 505 With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord.
2246 The King shall have my service, but my prayers
2247 Forever and forever shall be yours.
2248 Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear
2249 In all my miseries, but thou hast forced me,
2250 510 Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman.
2251 Let’s dry our eyes. And thus far hear me, Cromwell,
2252 And when I am forgotten, as I shall be,
2253 And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention
2254 Of me more must be heard of, say I taught thee;
2255 515 Say Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory
2256 And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor,
2257 Found thee a way, out of his wrack, to rise in,
2258 A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it.
2259 Mark but my fall and that that ruined me.
2260 520 Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition!
2261 By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then,
2262 The image of his maker, hope to win by it?
2264 Corruption wins not more than honesty.
2265 525 Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace
2266 To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not.
2267 Let all the ends thou aim’st at be thy country’s,
2268 Thy God’s, and truth’s. Then if thou fall’st, O Cromwell,
2269 Thou fall’st a blessèd martyr.
2270 530 Serve the King. And, prithee, lead me in.
2271 There take an inventory of all I have
2272 To the last penny; ’tis the King’s. My robe
2273 And my integrity to heaven is all
2274 I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell,
2275 535 Had I but served my God with half the zeal
2276 I served my king, He would not in mine age
2277 Have left me naked to mine enemies.
2278 Good sir, have patience.
WOLSEY 2279 So I have. Farewell,
2280 540 The hopes of court! My hopes in heaven do dwell.
Gentleman carrying a paper.⌝
2281 You’re well met once again.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2282 So are you.
2283 You come to take your stand here and behold
2284 The Lady Anne pass from her coronation?
2285 5 ’Tis all my business. At our last encounter,
2286 The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial.
2287 ’Tis very true. But that time offered sorrow,
2288 This general joy.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2289 ’Tis well. The citizens
2290 10 I am sure have shown at full their royal minds,
2291 As, let ’em have their rights, they are ever forward
2292 In celebration of this day with shows,
2293 Pageants, and sights of honor.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 2294 Never greater,
2295 15 Nor, I’ll assure you, better taken, sir.
2296 May I be bold to ask what that contains,
2297 That paper in your hand?
FIRST GENTLEMAN 2298 Yes, ’tis the list
2300 20 By custom of the coronation.
2301 The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims
2302 To be High Steward; next, the Duke of Norfolk,
2303 He to be Earl Marshal. You may read the rest.
⌜He offers him the paper.⌝
2304 I thank you, sir. Had I not known those customs,
2305 25 I should have been beholding to your paper.
2306 But I beseech you, what’s become of Katherine,
2307 The Princess Dowager? How goes her business?
2308 That I can tell you too. The Archbishop
2309 Of Canterbury, accompanied with other
2310 30 Learnèd and reverend fathers of his order,
2311 Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off
2312 From Ampthill, where the Princess lay, to which
2313 She was often cited by them, but appeared not;
2314 And, to be short, for not appearance and
2315 35 The King’s late scruple, by the main assent
2316 Of all these learnèd men she was divorced,
2317 And the late marriage made of none effect;
2318 Since which she was removed to Kymmalton,
2319 Where she remains now sick.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2320 40 Alas, good lady!
Hautboys. A lively flourish of trumpets.
2321 The trumpets sound. Stand close. The Queen is coming.
Then, ⌜enter⌝ two Judges; Lord Chancellor, with purse
and mace before him. Choristers singing. Music.
⌜Enter⌝ Mayor of London, bearing the mace. Then
Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his head he wore a
gilt copper crown.
2322 A royal train, believe me! These I know.
head a demi-coronal of gold. With him, the Earl of
Surrey, bearing the rod of silver with the dove, crowned
with an earl’s coronet. Collars of S’s.
2323 Who’s that that bears the scepter?
FIRST GENTLEMAN 2324 Marques Dorset,
2325 45 And that the Earl of Surrey with the rod.
2326 A bold brave gentleman.
⌜Enter⌝ Duke of Suffolk, in his robe of estate, his
coronet on his head, bearing a long white wand, as High
Steward. With him, the Duke of Norfolk, with the rod of
Marshalship, a coronet on his head. Collars of S’s.
2327 That should be
2328 The Duke of Suffolk.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 2329 ’Tis the same: High Steward.
2330 50 And that my Lord of Norfolk?
FIRST GENTLEMAN 2331 Yes.
⌜Enter⌝ a canopy, borne by four of the Cinque-ports,
under it the Queen in her robe, in her hair, richly
adorned with pearl, crowned. On each side her, the
Bishops of London and Winchester.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2332 Heaven bless thee!
2333 Thou hast the sweetest face I ever looked on.—
2334 Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel.
2335 55 Our king has all the Indies in his arms,
2336 And more, and richer, when he strains that lady.
2337 I cannot blame his conscience.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 2338 They that bear
2339 The cloth of honor over her are four barons
2340 60 Of the Cinque-ports.
2341 Those men are happy, and so are all are near her.
gold wrought with flowers, bearing the Queen’s train.
Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain circlets of gold
2342 I take it she that carries up the train
2343 Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk.
2344 It is, and all the rest are countesses.
2345 65 Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed.
2346 And sometimes falling ones.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2347 No more of that.
⌜The Coronation procession exits, having
passed⌝ over the stage in order and state, and then
a great flourish of trumpets.
Enter a third Gentleman.
2348 God save you, sir. Where have you been broiling?
2349 Among the crowd i’ th’ Abbey, where a finger
2350 70 Could not be wedged in more. I am stifled
2351 With the mere rankness of their joy.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2352 You saw
2353 The ceremony?
THIRD GENTLEMAN 2354 That I did.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 2355 75 How was it?
2356 Well worth the seeing.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2357 Good sir, speak it to us!
2358 As well as I am able. The rich stream
2359 Of lords and ladies, having brought the Queen
2361 A distance from her, while her Grace sat down
2362 To rest awhile, some half an hour or so,
2363 In a rich chair of state, opposing freely
2364 The beauty of her person to the people.
2365 85 Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman
2366 That ever lay by man, which when the people
2367 Had the full view of, such a noise arose
2368 As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest—
2369 As loud and to as many tunes. Hats, cloaks,
2370 90 Doublets, I think, flew up, and had their faces
2371 Been loose, this day they had been lost. Such joy
2372 I never saw before. Great-bellied women
2373 That had not half a week to go, like rams
2374 In the old time of war, would shake the press
2375 95 And make ’em reel before ’em. No man living
2376 Could say “This is my wife there,” all were woven
2377 So strangely in one piece.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2378 But what followed?
2379 At length her Grace rose, and with modest paces
2380 100 Came to the altar, where she kneeled and saintlike
2381 Cast her fair eyes to heaven and prayed devoutly,
2382 Then rose again and bowed her to the people.
2383 When by the Archbishop of Canterbury
2384 She had all the royal makings of a queen—
2385 105 As, holy oil, Edward Confessor’s crown,
2386 The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems—
2387 Laid nobly on her; which performed, the choir,
2388 With all the choicest music of the kingdom,
2389 Together sung Te Deum. So she parted,
2390 110 And with the same full state paced back again
2391 To York Place, where the feast is held.
FIRST GENTLEMAN 2392 Sir,
2393 You must no more call it “York Place”; that’s past,
2395 115 ’Tis now the King’s and called “Whitehall.”
THIRD GENTLEMAN 2396 I know it,
2397 But ’tis so lately altered that the old name
2398 Is fresh about me.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2399 What two reverend bishops
2400 120 Were those that went on each side of the Queen?
2401 Stokeley and Gardiner, the one of Winchester,
2402 Newly preferred from the King’s secretary,
2403 The other London.
SECOND GENTLEMAN 2404 He of Winchester
2405 125 Is held no great good lover of the Archbishop’s,
2406 The virtuous Cranmer.
THIRD GENTLEMAN 2407 All the land knows that.
2408 However, yet there is no great breach. When it comes,
2409 Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him.
2410 130 Who may that be, I pray you?
THIRD GENTLEMAN 2411 Thomas Cromwell,
2412 A man in much esteem with th’ King, and truly
2413 A worthy friend. The King has made him
2414 Master o’ th’ Jewel House,
2415 135 And one already of the Privy Council.
2416 He will deserve more.
THIRD GENTLEMAN 2417 Yes, without all doubt.
2418 Come, gentlemen, you shall go my way,
2419 Which is to th’ court, and there you shall be my
2420 140 guests,
2421 Something I can command. As I walk thither,
2422 I’ll tell you more.
BOTH 2423 You may command us, sir.
gentleman usher, and Patience, her woman.
2424 How does your Grace?
KATHERINE 2425 O Griffith, sick to death.
2426 My legs like loaden branches bow to th’ earth,
2427 Willing to leave their burden. Reach a chair.
2428 5 So. Now, methinks, I feel a little ease.
2429 Didst thou not tell me, Griffith, as thou ledst me,
2430 That the great child of honor, Cardinal Wolsey,
2431 Was dead?
GRIFFITH 2432 Yes, madam, but I ⌜think⌝ your Grace,
2433 10 Out of the pain you suffered, gave no ear to ’t.
2434 Prithee, good Griffith, tell me how he died.
2435 If well, he stepped before me happily
2436 For my example.
GRIFFITH 2437 Well, the voice goes, madam;
2438 15 For after the stout Earl Northumberland
2439 Arrested him at York and brought him forward,
2440 As a man sorely tainted, to his answer,
2441 He fell sick suddenly and grew so ill
2442 He could not sit his mule.
KATHERINE 2443 20 Alas, poor man!
2444 At last, with easy roads, he came to Leicester,
2445 Lodged in the abbey, where the reverend abbot
2446 With all his convent honorably received him;
2447 To whom he gave these words: “O Father Abbot,
2448 25 An old man, broken with the storms of state,
2449 Is come to lay his weary bones among you.
2450 Give him a little earth, for charity.”
2451 So went to bed, where eagerly his sickness
2453 30 About the hour of eight, which he himself
2454 Foretold should be his last, full of repentance,
2455 Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows,
2456 He gave his honors to the world again,
2457 His blessèd part to heaven, and slept in peace.
2458 35 So may he rest. His faults lie gently on him!
2459 Yet thus far, Griffith, give me leave to speak him,
2460 And yet with charity. He was a man
2461 Of an unbounded stomach, ever ranking
2462 Himself with princes; one that by suggestion
2463 40 Tied all the kingdom. Simony was fair play.
2464 His own opinion was his law. I’ th’ presence
2465 He would say untruths, and be ever double
2466 Both in his words and meaning. He was never,
2467 But where he meant to ruin, pitiful.
2468 45 His promises were, as he then was, mighty,
2469 But his performance, as he is now, nothing.
2470 Of his own body he was ill, and gave
2471 The clergy ill example.
GRIFFITH 2472 Noble madam,
2473 50 Men’s evil manners live in brass; their virtues
2474 We write in water. May it please your Highness
2475 To hear me speak his good now?
KATHERINE 2476 Yes, good Griffith;
2477 I were malicious else.
GRIFFITH 2478 55 This cardinal,
2479 Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly
2480 Was fashioned to much honor. From his cradle
2481 He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one:
2482 Exceeding wise, fair-spoken, and persuading;
2483 60 Lofty and sour to them that loved him not,
2484 But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
2485 And though he were unsatisfied in getting,
2486 Which was a sin, yet in bestowing, madam,
2488 65 Those twins of learning that he raised in you,
2489 Ipswich and Oxford, one of which fell with him,
2490 Unwilling to outlive the good that did it;
2491 The other, though unfinished, yet so famous,
2492 So excellent in art, and still so rising,
2493 70 That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
2494 His overthrow heaped happiness upon him,
2495 For then, and not till then, he felt himself,
2496 And found the blessedness of being little.
2497 And, to add greater honors to his age
2498 75 Than man could give him, he died fearing God.
2499 After my death I wish no other herald,
2500 No other speaker of my living actions,
2501 To keep mine honor from corruption
2502 But such an honest chronicler as Griffith.
2503 80 Whom I most hated living, thou hast made me,
2504 With thy religious truth and modesty,
2505 Now in his ashes honor. Peace be with him!—
2506 Patience, be near me still, and set me lower.
2507 I have not long to trouble thee.—Good Griffith,
2508 85 Cause the musicians play me that sad note
2509 I named my knell, whilst I sit meditating
2510 On that celestial harmony I go to.
Sad and solemn music.
2511 She is asleep. Good wench, let’s sit down quiet,
2512 For fear we wake her. Softly, gentle Patience.
Enter, solemnly tripping one after another, six
Personages clad in white robes, wearing on their
heads garlands of bays, and golden vizards on their
faces, branches of bays or palm in their hands. They
changes, the first two hold a spare garland over her
head, at which the other four make reverent curtsies.
Then the two that held the garland deliver the same
to the other next two, who observe the same order in
their changes and holding the garland over her head;
which done, they deliver the same garland to the last
two, who likewise observe the same order. At which,
as it were by inspiration, she makes in her sleep
signs of rejoicing and holdeth up her hands to
heaven; and so, in their dancing, vanish, carrying
the garland with them.
The music continues.
2513 90 Spirits of peace, where are you? Are you all gone,
2514 And leave me here in wretchedness behind you?
2515 Madam, we are here.
KATHERINE 2516 It is not you I call for.
2517 Saw you none enter since I slept?
GRIFFITH 2518 95 None, madam.
2519 No? Saw you not, even now, a blessed troop
2520 Invite me to a banquet, whose bright faces
2521 Cast thousand beams upon me, like the sun?
2522 They promised me eternal happiness
2523 100 And brought me garlands, Griffith, which I feel
2524 I am not worthy yet to wear. I shall, assuredly.
2525 I am most joyful, madam, such good dreams
2526 Possess your fancy.
KATHERINE 2527 Bid the music leave.
2528 105 They are harsh and heavy to me.Music ceases.
PATIENCE, ⌜aside to Griffith⌝ 2529 Do you note
2530 How much her Grace is altered on the sudden?
2532 And of an earthy cold? Mark her eyes.
GRIFFITH, ⌜aside to Patience⌝
2533 110 She is going, wench. Pray, pray.
PATIENCE 2534 Heaven comfort her!
Enter a Messenger.
MESSENGER, ⌜to Katherine⌝
2535 An ’t like your Grace—
KATHERINE 2536 You are a saucy fellow.
2537 Deserve we no more reverence?
GRIFFITH, ⌜to Messenger⌝ 2538 115 You are to blame,
2539 Knowing she will not lose her wonted greatness,
2540 To use so rude behavior. Go to. Kneel.
2541 I humbly do entreat your Highness’ pardon.
2542 My haste made me unmannerly. There is staying
2543 120 A gentleman sent from the King to see you.
2544 Admit him entrance, Griffith.⌜Messenger rises.⌝
2545 But this fellow
2546 Let me ne’er see again.Messenger exits.
Enter Lord Capuchius.
2547 If my sight fail not,
2548 125 You should be Lord Ambassador from the Emperor,
2549 My royal nephew, and your name Capuchius.
2550 Madam, the same. Your servant.
KATHERINE 2551 O my lord,
2552 The times and titles now are altered strangely
2553 130 With me since first you knew me. But I pray you,
2554 What is your pleasure with me?
CAPUCHIUS 2555 Noble lady,
2556 First, mine own service to your Grace; the next,
2557 The King’s request that I would visit you,
2559 Sends you his princely commendations,
2560 And heartily entreats you take good comfort.
2561 O, my good lord, that comfort comes too late;
2562 ’Tis like a pardon after execution.
2563 140 That gentle physic given in time had cured me.
2564 But now I am past all comforts here but prayers.
2565 How does his Highness?
CAPUCHIUS 2566 Madam, in good health.
2567 So may he ever do, and ever flourish,
2568 145 When I shall dwell with worms, and my poor name
2569 Banished the kingdom.—Patience, is that letter
2570 I caused you write yet sent away?
PATIENCE 2571 No, madam.
⌜She presents a paper to Katherine, who gives
it to Capuchius.⌝
2572 Sir, I most humbly pray you to deliver
2573 150 This to my lord the King—
CAPUCHIUS 2574 Most willing, madam.
2575 In which I have commended to his goodness
2576 The model of our chaste loves, his young daughter—
2577 The dews of heaven fall thick in blessings on her!—
2578 155 Beseeching him to give her virtuous breeding—
2579 She is young and of a noble, modest nature;
2580 I hope she will deserve well—and a little
2581 To love her for her mother’s sake that loved him,
2582 Heaven knows how dearly. My next poor petition
2583 160 Is that his noble Grace would have some pity
2584 Upon my wretched women, that so long
2585 Have followed both my fortunes faithfully,
2586 Of which there is not one, I dare avow—
2587 And now I should not lie—but will deserve,
2589 For honesty and decent carriage,
2590 A right good husband. Let him be a noble;
2591 And sure those men are happy that shall have ’em.
2592 The last is for my men—they are the poorest,
2593 170 But poverty could never draw ’em from me—
2594 That they may have their wages duly paid ’em,
2595 And something over to remember me by.
2596 If heaven had pleased to have given me longer life
2597 And able means, we had not parted thus.
2598 175 These are the whole contents. And, good my lord,
2599 By that you love the dearest in this world,
2600 As you wish Christian peace to souls departed,
2601 Stand these poor people’s friend, and urge the King
2602 To do me this last right.
CAPUCHIUS 2603 180 By heaven, I will,
2604 Or let me lose the fashion of a man!
2605 I thank you, honest lord. Remember me
2606 In all humility unto his Highness.
2607 Say his long trouble now is passing
2608 185 Out of this world. Tell him in death I blessed him,
2609 For so I will. Mine eyes grow dim. Farewell,
2610 My lord.—Griffith, farewell.—Nay, Patience,
2611 You must not leave me yet. I must to bed;
2612 Call in more women. When I am dead, good wench,
2613 190 Let me be used with honor. Strew me over
2614 With maiden flowers, that all the world may know
2615 I was a chaste wife to my grave. Embalm me,
2616 Then lay me forth. Although unqueened, yet like
2617 A queen and daughter to a king inter me.
2618 195 I can no more.
They exit, leading Katherine.
torch before him, met by Sir Thomas Lovell.
2619 It’s one o’clock, boy, is ’t not?
PAGE 2620 It hath struck.
2621 These should be hours for necessities,
2622 Not for delights; times to repair our nature
2623 5 With comforting repose, and not for us
2624 To waste these times.—Good hour of night, Sir
2626 Whither so late?
LOVELL 2627 Came you from the King, my lord?
2628 10 I did, Sir Thomas, and left him at primero
2629 With the Duke of Suffolk.
LOVELL 2630 I must to him too,
2631 Before he go to bed. I’ll take my leave.
2632 Not yet, Sir Thomas Lovell. What’s the matter?
2633 15 It seems you are in haste. An if there be
2634 No great offense belongs to ’t, give your friend
2635 Some touch of your late business. Affairs that walk,
2636 As they say spirits do, at midnight have
2637 In them a wilder nature than the business
2638 20 That seeks dispatch by day.
2640 And durst commend a secret to your ear
2641 Much weightier than this work. The Queen’s in
2643 25 They say in great extremity—and feared
2644 She’ll with the labor end.
GARDINER 2645 The fruit she goes with
2646 I pray for heartily, that it may find
2647 Good time and live; but for the stock, Sir Thomas,
2648 30 I wish it grubbed up now.
LOVELL 2649 Methinks I could
2650 Cry the amen, and yet my conscience says
2651 She’s a good creature and, sweet lady, does
2652 Deserve our better wishes.
GARDINER 2653 35 But, sir, sir,
2654 Hear me, Sir Thomas. You’re a gentleman
2655 Of mine own way. I know you wise, religious;
2656 And let me tell you, it will ne’er be well,
2657 ’Twill not, Sir Thomas Lovell, take ’t of me,
2658 40 Till Cranmer, Cromwell—her two hands—and she
2659 Sleep in their graves.
LOVELL 2660 Now, sir, you speak of two
2661 The most remarked i’ th’ kingdom. As for Cromwell,
2662 Besides that of the Jewel House, is made Master
2663 45 O’ th’ Rolls and the King’s secretary; further, sir,
2664 Stands in the gap and trade of more preferments,
2665 With which the ⌜time⌝ will load him. Th’ Archbishop
2666 Is the King’s hand and tongue, and who dare speak
2667 One syllable against him?
GARDINER 2668 50 Yes, yes, Sir Thomas,
2669 There are that dare, and I myself have ventured
2670 To speak my mind of him. And indeed this day,
2671 Sir—I may tell it you, I think—I have
2672 Incensed the lords o’ th’ Council that he is—
2673 55 For so I know he is, they know he is—
2675 That does infect the land; with which they, moved,
2676 Have broken with the King, who hath so far
2677 Given ear to our complaint, of his great grace
2678 60 And princely care foreseeing those fell mischiefs
2679 Our reasons laid before him, hath commanded
2680 Tomorrow morning to the Council board
2681 He be convented. He’s a rank weed, Sir Thomas,
2682 And we must root him out. From your affairs
2683 65 I hinder you too long. Goodnight, Sir Thomas.
2684 Many good nights, my lord. I rest your servant.
Gardiner and Page exit.
Enter King and Suffolk.
2685 Charles, I will play no more tonight.
2686 My mind’s not on ’t; you are too hard for me.
2687 Sir, I did never win of you before.
KING 2688 70But little, Charles,
2689 Nor shall not when my fancy’s on my play.—
2690 Now, Lovell, from the Queen what is the news?
2691 I could not personally deliver to her
2692 What you commanded me, but by her woman
2693 75 I sent your message, who returned her thanks
2694 In the great’st humbleness, and desired your Highness
2695 Most heartily to pray for her.
KING 2696 What sayst thou, ha?
2697 To pray for her? What, is she crying out?
2698 80 So said her woman, and that her suff’rance made
2699 Almost each pang a death.
KING 2700 Alas, good lady!
2701 God safely quit her of her burden, and
2703 85 Your Highness with an heir!
KING 2704 ’Tis midnight, Charles.
2705 Prithee, to bed, and in thy prayers remember
2706 Th’ estate of my poor queen. Leave me alone,
2707 For I must think of that which company
2708 90 Would not be friendly to.
SUFFOLK 2709 I wish your Highness
2710 A quiet night, and my good mistress will
2711 Remember in my prayers.
KING 2712 Charles, good night.
Enter Sir Anthony Denny.
2713 95 Well, sir, what follows?
2714 Sir, I have brought my lord the Archbishop,
2715 As you commanded me.
KING 2716 Ha! Canterbury?
2717 Ay, my good lord.
KING 2718 100 ’Tis true. Where is he, Denny?
2719 He attends your Highness’ pleasure.
KING 2720 Bring him to us.
2721 This is about that which the Bishop spake.
2722 I am happily come hither.
Enter Cranmer and Denny.
2723 105 Avoid the gallery.Lovell seems to stay.
2724 Ha! I have said. Be gone!
2725 What!Lovell and Denny exit.
2727 ’Tis his aspect of terror. All’s not well.
2728 110 How now, my lord? You do desire to know
2729 Wherefore I sent for you.
CRANMER, ⌜kneeling⌝ 2730 It is my duty
2731 T’ attend your Highness’ pleasure.
KING 2732 Pray you arise,
2733 115 My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury.
2734 Come, you and I must walk a turn together.
2735 I have news to tell you. Come, come, give me your
2736 hand.⌜Cranmer rises.⌝
2737 Ah, my good lord, I grieve at what I speak,
2738 120 And am right sorry to repeat what follows.
2739 I have, and most unwillingly, of late
2740 Heard many grievous—I do say, my lord,
2741 Grievous—complaints of you, which, being
2743 125 Have moved us and our Council that you shall
2744 This morning come before us, where I know
2745 You cannot with such freedom purge yourself
2746 But that, till further trial in those charges
2747 Which will require your answer, you must take
2748 130 Your patience to you and be well contented
2749 To make your house our Tower. You a brother of us,
2750 It fits we thus proceed, or else no witness
2751 Would come against you.
CRANMER, ⌜kneeling⌝ 2752 I humbly thank your
2753 135 Highness,
2754 And am right glad to catch this good occasion
2755 Most throughly to be winnowed, where my chaff
2756 And corn shall fly asunder. For I know
2757 There’s none stands under more calumnious tongues
2758 140 Than I myself, poor man.
KING 2759 Stand up, good Canterbury!
2760 Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted
2762 Prithee, let’s walk. Now by my halidom,
2763 145 What manner of man are you? My lord, I looked
2764 You would have given me your petition that
2765 I should have ta’en some pains to bring together
2766 Yourself and your accusers and to have heard you
2767 Without endurance further.
CRANMER 2768 150 Most dread liege,
2769 The good I stand on is my truth and honesty.
2770 If they shall fail, I with mine enemies
2771 Will triumph o’er my person, which I weigh not,
2772 Being of those virtues vacant. I fear nothing
2773 155 What can be said against me.
KING 2774 Know you not
2775 How your state stands i’ th’ world, with the whole
2777 Your enemies are many and not small; their practices
2778 160 Must bear the same proportion, and not ever
2779 The justice and the truth o’ th’ question carries
2780 The due o’ th’ verdict with it. At what ease
2781 Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt
2782 To swear against you? Such things have been done.
2783 165 You are potently opposed, and with a malice
2784 Of as great size. Ween you of better luck,
2785 I mean in perjured witness, than your master,
2786 Whose minister you are, whiles here he lived
2787 Upon this naughty earth? Go to, go to.
2788 170 You take a precipice for no leap of danger
2789 And woo your own destruction.
CRANMER 2790 God and your Majesty
2791 Protect mine innocence, or I fall into
2792 The trap is laid for me.
KING 2793 175 Be of good cheer.
2794 They shall no more prevail than we give way to.
2796 You do appear before them. If they shall chance,
2797 In charging you with matters, to commit you,
2798 180 The best persuasions to the contrary
2799 Fail not to use, and with what vehemency
2800 Th’ occasion shall instruct you. If entreaties
2801 Will render you no remedy, this ring
2802 Deliver them, and your appeal to us
2803 185 There make before them.⌜He gives Cranmer a ring.⌝
⌜Aside.⌝ 2804 Look, the good man weeps!
2805 He’s honest, on mine honor! God’s blest mother,
2806 I swear he is truehearted, and a soul
2807 None better in my kingdom.—Get you gone,
2808 190 And do as I have bid you.Cranmer exits.
2809 He has strangled
2810 His language in his tears.
⌜LOVELL⌝ (within) 2811 Come back! What mean you?
Enter Old Lady, ⌜followed by Lovell.⌝
2812 I’ll not come back! The tidings that I bring
2813 195 Will make my boldness manners.—Now, good angels
2814 Fly o’er thy royal head and shade thy person
2815 Under their blessèd wings!
KING 2816 Now by thy looks
2817 I guess thy message. Is the Queen delivered?
2818 200 Say “Ay, and of a boy.”
OLD LADY 2819 Ay, ay, my liege,
2820 And of a lovely boy. The God of heaven
2821 Both now and ever bless her! ’Tis a girl
2822 Promises boys hereafter. Sir, your queen
2823 205 Desires your visitation, and to be
2824 Acquainted with this stranger. ’Tis as like you
2825 As cherry is to cherry.
LOVELL 2827 Sir.
2828 210 Give her an hundred marks. I’ll to the Queen.
2829 An hundred marks? By this light, I’ll ha’ more.
2830 An ordinary groom is for such payment.
2831 I will have more or scold it out of him.
2832 Said I for this the girl was like to him?
2833 215 I’ll have more or else unsay ’t. And now,
2834 While ’tis hot, I’ll put it to the issue.
⌜Old⌝ Lady exits, ⌜with Lovell.⌝
Footboys, Grooms, and other servants attend at the
2835 I hope I am not too late, and yet the gentleman
2836 That was sent to me from the Council prayed me
2837 To make great haste.⌜He tries the door.⌝
2838 All fast? What means this? Ho!
2839 5 Who waits there?
2840 Sure you know me!
KEEPER 2841 Yes, my lord,
2842 But yet I cannot help you.
CRANMER 2843 Why?
2844 10 Your Grace must wait till you be called for.
CRANMER 2845 So.
2846 This is a ⌜piece⌝ of malice. I am glad
2847 I came this way so happily. The King
2848 Shall understand it presently.Butts exits.
CRANMER, ⌜aside⌝ 2849 15 ’Tis Butts,
2850 The King’s physician. As he passed along
2851 How earnestly he cast his eyes upon me!
2852 Pray heaven he sound not my disgrace. For certain
2853 This is of purpose laid by some that hate me—
2854 20 God turn their hearts! I never sought their malice—
2855 To quench mine honor. They would shame to make me
2856 Wait else at door, a fellow councillor,
2857 ’Mong boys, grooms, and lackeys. But their pleasures
2858 Must be fulfilled, and I attend with patience.
Enter the King and Butts at a window above.
2859 25 I’ll show your Grace the strangest sight.
KING 2860 What’s that,
2862 I think your Highness saw this many a day.
2863 Body o’ me, where is it?
BUTTS 2864 30 There, my lord:
2865 The high promotion of his Grace of Canterbury,
2866 Who holds his state at door, ’mongst pursuivants,
2867 Pages, and footboys.
KING 2868 Ha! ’Tis he indeed.
2869 35 Is this the honor they do one another?
2870 ’Tis well there’s one above ’em yet. I had thought
2871 They had parted so much honesty among ’em—
2872 At least good manners—as not thus to suffer
2874 40 To dance attendance on their Lordships’ pleasures,
2875 And at the door, too, like a post with packets.
2876 By holy Mary, Butts, there’s knavery!
2877 Let ’em alone, and draw the curtain close.
2878 We shall hear more anon.⌜They draw the curtain.⌝
A council table brought in with chairs and stools and
placed under the state. Enter Lord Chancellor, places
himself at the upper end of the table on the left hand, a
seat being left void above him, as for Canterbury’s seat.
Duke of Suffolk, Duke of Norfolk, Surrey, Lord
Chamberlain, Gardiner seat themselves in order on each
side, Cromwell at lower end as secretary.
2879 45 Speak to the business, Master Secretary.
2880 Why are we met in council?
CROMWELL 2881 Please your honors,
2882 The chief cause concerns his Grace of Canterbury.
2883 Has he had knowledge of it?
CROMWELL 2884 50 Yes.
NORFOLK, ⌜to Keeper⌝ 2885 Who waits there?
2886 Without, my noble lords?
GARDINER 2887 Yes.
KEEPER 2888 My lord Archbishop,
2889 55 And has done half an hour, to know your pleasures.
2890 Let him come in.
KEEPER, ⌜at door⌝ 2891 Your Grace may enter now.
Cranmer approaches the council table.
2892 My good lord Archbishop, I’m very sorry
2893 To sit here at this present and behold
2894 60 That chair stand empty. But we all are men,
2896 Of our flesh—few are angels—out of which frailty
2897 And want of wisdom you, that best should teach us,
2898 Have misdemeaned yourself, and not a little,
2899 65 Toward the King first, then his laws, in filling
2900 The whole realm, by your teaching and your
2902 For so we are informed—with new opinions,
2903 Divers and dangerous, which are heresies
2904 70 And, not reformed, may prove pernicious.
2905 Which reformation must be sudden too,
2906 My noble lords; for those that tame wild horses
2907 Pace ’em not in their hands to make ’em gentle,
2908 But stop their mouths with stubborn bits, and spur ’em
2909 75 Till they obey the manage. If we suffer,
2910 Out of our easiness and childish pity
2911 To one man’s honor, this contagious sickness,
2912 Farewell, all physic. And what follows then?
2913 Commotions, uproars, with a general taint
2914 80 Of the whole state, as of late days our neighbors,
2915 The upper Germany, can dearly witness,
2916 Yet freshly pitied in our memories.
2917 My good lords, hitherto, in all the progress
2918 Both of my life and office, I have labored,
2919 85 And with no little study, that my teaching
2920 And the strong course of my authority
2921 Might go one way and safely; and the end
2922 Was ever to do well. Nor is there living—
2923 I speak it with a single heart, my lords—
2924 90 A man that more detests, more stirs against,
2925 Both in his private conscience and his place,
2926 Defacers of a public peace than I do.
2927 Pray heaven the King may never find a heart
2929 95 Envy and crookèd malice nourishment
2930 Dare bite the best. I do beseech your Lordships
2931 That, in this case of justice, my accusers,
2932 Be what they will, may stand forth face to face
2933 And freely urge against me.
SUFFOLK 2934 100 Nay, my lord,
2935 That cannot be. You are a councillor,
2936 And by that virtue no man dare accuse you.
2937 My lord, because we have business of more moment,
2938 We will be short with you. ’Tis his Highness’ pleasure,
2939 105 And our consent, for better trial of you
2940 From hence you be committed to the Tower,
2941 Where, being but a private man again,
2942 You shall know many dare accuse you boldly—
2943 More than, I fear, you are provided for.
2944 110 Ah, my good Lord of Winchester, I thank you.
2945 You are always my good friend. If your will pass,
2946 I shall both find your Lordship judge and juror,
2947 You are so merciful. I see your end:
2948 ’Tis my undoing. Love and meekness, lord,
2949 115 Become a churchman better than ambition.
2950 Win straying souls with modesty again;
2951 Cast none away. That I shall clear myself,
2952 Lay all the weight you can upon my patience,
2953 I make as little doubt as you do conscience
2954 120 In doing daily wrongs. I could say more,
2955 But reverence to your calling makes me modest.
2956 My lord, my lord, you are a sectary.
2957 That’s the plain truth. Your painted gloss discovers,
2958 To men that understand you, words and weakness.
2959 125 My Lord of Winchester, you’re a little,
2960 By your good favor, too sharp. Men so noble,
2961 However faulty, yet should find respect
2962 For what they have been. ’Tis a cruelty
2963 To load a falling man.
GARDINER 2964 130 Good Master Secretary—
2965 I cry your Honor mercy—you may worst
2966 Of all this table say so.
CROMWELL 2967 Why, my lord?
2968 Do not I know you for a favorer
2969 135 Of this new sect? You are not sound.
CROMWELL 2970 Not sound?
2971 Not sound, I say.
CROMWELL 2972 Would you were half so honest!
2973 Men’s prayers then would seek you, not their fears.
2974 140 I shall remember this bold language.
CROMWELL 2975 Do.
2976 Remember your bold life too.
⌜CHANCELLOR⌝ 2977 This is too much!
2978 Forbear, for shame, my lords.
GARDINER 2979 145 I have done.
CROMWELL 2980 And I.
⌜CHANCELLOR, to Cranmer⌝
2981 Then thus for you, my lord: it stands agreed,
2982 I take it, by all voices, that forthwith
2983 You be conveyed to th’ Tower a prisoner,
2984 150 There to remain till the King’s further pleasure
2985 Be known unto us.—Are you all agreed, lords?
2986 We are.
CRANMER 2987 Is there no other way of mercy
2988 But I must needs to th’ Tower, my lords?
2990 Would you expect? You are strangely troublesome.
2991 Let some o’ th’ guard be ready there.
Enter the Guard.
CRANMER 2992 For me?
2993 Must I go like a traitor thither?
GARDINER 2994 160 Receive him,
2995 And see him safe i’ th’ Tower.
CRANMER 2996 Stay, good my lords,
2997 I have a little yet to say. Look there, my lords.
⌜He holds out the ring.⌝
2998 By virtue of that ring, I take my cause
2999 165 Out of the grips of cruel men and give it
3000 To a most noble judge, the King my master.
3001 This is the King’s ring.
SURREY 3002 ’Tis no counterfeit.
3003 ’Tis the right ring, by heaven! I told you all,
3004 170 When we first put this dangerous stone a-rolling,
3005 ’Twould fall upon ourselves.
NORFOLK 3006 Do you think, my lords,
3007 The King will suffer but the little finger
3008 Of this man to be vexed?
CHAMBERLAIN 3009 175 ’Tis now too certain.
3010 How much more is his life in value with him!
3011 Would I were fairly out on ’t!
CROMWELL 3012 My mind gave me,
3013 In seeking tales and informations
3014 180 Against this man, whose honesty the devil
3015 And his disciples only envy at,
3016 You blew the fire that burns you. Now, have at you!
Enter King, frowning on them; takes his seat.
3017 Dread sovereign, how much are we bound to heaven
3018 In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince,
3019 185 Not only good and wise, but most religious;
3020 One that in all obedience makes the Church
3021 The chief aim of his honor, and to strengthen
3022 That holy duty out of dear respect,
3023 His royal self in judgment comes to hear
3024 190 The cause betwixt her and this great offender.
3025 You were ever good at sudden commendations,
3026 Bishop of Winchester. But know I come not
3027 To hear such flattery now, and in my presence
3028 They are too thin and base to hide offenses.
3029 195 To me you cannot reach. You play the spaniel,
3030 And think with wagging of your tongue to win me;
3031 But whatsoe’er thou tak’st me for, I’m sure
3032 Thou hast a cruel nature and a bloody.—
3033 Good man, sit down.⌜Cranmer takes his seat.⌝
3034 200 Now let me see the proudest
3035 He, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee.
3036 By all that’s holy, he had better starve
3037 Than but once think ⌜this⌝ place becomes thee not.
3038 May it please your Grace—
KING 3039 205 No, sir, it does not please
3041 I had thought I had had men of some understanding
3042 And wisdom of my Council, but I find none.
3043 Was it discretion, lords, to let this man,
3044 210 This good man—few of you deserve that title—
3045 This honest man, wait like a lousy footboy
3046 At chamber door? And one as great as you are?
3047 Why, what a shame was this! Did my commission
3048 Bid you so far forget yourselves? I gave you
3049 215 Power as he was a councillor to try him,
3051 More out of malice than integrity,
3052 Would try him to the utmost, had you mean,
3053 Which you shall never have while I live.
CHANCELLOR 3054 220 Thus far,
3055 My most dread sovereign, may it like your Grace
3056 To let my tongue excuse all. What was purposed
3057 Concerning his imprisonment was rather,
3058 If there be faith in men, meant for his trial
3059 225 And fair purgation to the world than malice,
3060 I’m sure, in me.
KING 3061 Well, well, my lords, respect him.
3062 Take him, and use him well; he’s worthy of it.
3063 I will say thus much for him: if a prince
3064 230 May be beholding to a subject, I
3065 Am, for his love and service, so to him.
3066 Make me no more ado, but all embrace him.
3067 Be friends, for shame, my lords.
⌜They embrace Cranmer.⌝
3068 My Lord of Canterbury,
3069 235 I have a suit which you must not deny me:
3070 That is, a fair young maid that yet wants baptism.
3071 You must be godfather and answer for her.
3072 The greatest monarch now alive may glory
3073 In such an honor. How may I deserve it,
3074 240 That am a poor and humble subject to you?
KING 3075 Come, come, my lord, you’d spare your spoons.
3076 You shall have two noble partners with you: the
3077 old Duchess of Norfolk and Lady Marquess Dorset.
3078 Will these please you?—
3079 245 Once more, my lord of Winchester, I charge you,
3080 Embrace and love this man.
GARDINER 3081 With a true heart
3082 And brother-love I do it.⌜He embraces Cranmer.⌝
3084 250 Witness how dear I hold this confirmation.
3085 Good man, those joyful tears show thy true ⌜heart.⌝
3086 The common voice, I see, is verified
3087 Of thee, which says thus: “Do my Lord of Canterbury
3088 A shrewd turn, and he’s your friend forever.”—
3089 255 Come, lords, we trifle time away. I long
3090 To have this young one made a Christian.
3091 As I have made you one, lords, one remain.
3092 So I grow stronger, you more honor gain.
PORTER 3093 You’ll leave your noise anon, you rascals! Do
3094 you take the court for Parish Garden? You rude
3095 slaves, leave your gaping!
⌜ONE,⌝ (within) 3096 Good Master Porter, I belong to th’
3097 5 larder.
PORTER 3098 Belong to th’ gallows and be hanged, you rogue!
3099 Is this a place to roar in?—Fetch me a dozen crab-tree
3100 staves, and strong ones. These are but switches
3101 to ’em.—I’ll scratch your heads! You must be seeing
3102 10 christenings? Do you look for ale and cakes here,
3103 you rude rascals?
3104 Pray, sir, be patient. ’Tis as much impossible—
3105 Unless we sweep ’em from the door with cannons—
3106 To scatter ’em as ’tis to make ’em sleep
3107 15 On May Day morning, which will never be.
3108 We may as well push against Paul’s as stir ’em.
PORTER 3109 How got they in, and be hanged?
3110 Alas, I know not. How gets the tide in?
3111 As much as one sound cudgel of four foot—
3112 20 You see the poor remainder—could distribute,
3113 I made no spare, sir.
PORTER 3114 You did nothing, sir.
3115 I am not Samson, nor Sir Guy, nor Colbrand,
3116 To mow ’em down before me; but if I spared any
3117 25 That had a head to hit, either young or old,
3118 He or she, cuckold or cuckold-maker,
3119 Let me ne’er hope to see a chine again—
3120 And that I would not for a cow, God save her!
⌜ONE,⌝ (within) 3121 Do you hear, Master Porter?
PORTER 3122 30I shall be with you presently, good master
3123 puppy.— Keep the door close, sirrah.
PORTER’S MAN 3124 What would you have me do?
PORTER 3125 What should you do but knock ’em down by
3126 th’ dozens? Is this Moorfields to muster in? Or have
3127 35 we some strange Indian with the great tool come to
3128 court, the women so besiege us? Bless me, what a
3129 fry of fornication is at door! On my Christian conscience,
3130 this one christening will beget a thousand;
3131 here will be father, godfather, and all together.
PORTER’S MAN 3132 40The spoons will be the bigger, sir. There is
3133 a fellow somewhat near the door—he should be a
3134 brazier by his face, for, o’ my conscience, twenty of
3135 the dog days now reign in ’s nose. All that stand
3136 about him are under the line; they need no other
3137 45 penance. That fire-drake did I hit three times on the
3138 head, and three times was his nose discharged
3139 against me. He stands there like a mortar-piece, to
3140 blow us. There was a haberdasher’s wife of small
3141 wit near him that railed upon me till her pinked
3142 50 porringer fell off her head for kindling such a
3143 combustion in the state. I missed the meteor once
3145 might see from far some forty truncheoners draw to
3146 her succor, which were the hope o’ th’ Strand, where
3147 55 she was quartered. They fell on; I made good my
3148 place. At length they came to th’ broomstaff to me;
3149 I defied ’em still, when suddenly a file of boys behind
3150 ’em, loose shot, delivered such a shower of
3151 pibbles that I was fain to draw mine honor in and
3152 60 let ’em win the work. The devil was amongst ’em, I
3153 think, surely.
PORTER 3154 These are the youths that thunder at a playhouse
3155 and fight for bitten apples, that no audience
3156 but the tribulation of Tower Hill or the limbs of
3157 65 Limehouse, their dear brothers, are able to
3158 endure. I have some of ’em in Limbo Patrum, and
3159 there they are like to dance these three days, besides
3160 the running banquet of two beadles that is to come.
Enter Lord Chamberlain.
3161 Mercy o’ me, what a multitude are here!
3162 70 They grow still too. From all parts they are coming,
3163 As if we kept a fair here! Where are these porters,
3164 These lazy knaves?—You’ve made a fine hand, fellows!
3165 There’s a trim rabble let in. Are all these
3166 Your faithful friends o’ th’ suburbs? We shall have
3167 75 Great store of room, no doubt, left for the ladies,
3168 When they pass back from the christening!
PORTER 3169 An ’t please
3170 your Honor,
3171 We are but men, and what so many may do,
3172 80 Not being torn a-pieces, we have done.
3173 An army cannot rule ’em.
CHAMBERLAIN 3174 As I live,
3175 If the King blame me for ’t, I’ll lay you all
3176 By th’ heels, and suddenly, and on your heads
3178 And here you lie baiting of bombards, when
3179 You should do service.⌜Trumpets.⌝
3180 Hark, the trumpets sound!
3181 They’re come already from the christening.
3182 90 Go break among the press, and find a way out
3183 To let the troop pass fairly, or I’ll find
3184 A Marshalsea shall hold you play these two months.
3185 Make way there for the Princess!
PORTER’S MAN 3186 You great fellow,
3187 95 Stand close up, or I’ll make your head ache.
3188 You i’ th’ camlet, get up o’ th’ rail!
3189 I’ll peck you o’er the pales else.
Mayor, Garter, Cranmer, Duke of Norfolk with his
marshal’s staff, Duke of Suffolk, two Noblemen bearing
great standing bowls for the christening gifts; then four
Noblemen bearing a canopy, under which the Duchess
of Norfolk, godmother, bearing the child richly habited
in a mantle, etc., train borne by a Lady. Then follows the
Marchioness Dorset, the other godmother, and Ladies.
The troop pass once about the stage, and Garter speaks.
GARTER 3190 Heaven, from thy endless goodness, send
3191 prosperous life, long, and ever happy, to the high
3192 and mighty princess of England, Elizabeth.
Flourish. Enter King and Guard.
3193 And to your royal Grace and the good queen,
3195 All comfort, joy, in this most gracious lady
3196 Heaven ever laid up to make parents happy
3197 May hourly fall upon you!
KING 3198 Thank you, good lord
3199 10 Archbishop.
3200 What is her name?
CRANMER 3201 Elizabeth.
KING 3202 Stand up, lord.
3203 With this kiss take my blessing.⌜King kisses infant.⌝
3204 15 God protect thee,
3205 Into whose hand I give thy life.
CRANMER 3206 Amen.
KING, ⌜to the two godmothers⌝
3207 My noble gossips, you’ve been too prodigal.
3208 I thank you heartily; so shall this lady
3209 20 When she has so much English.
CRANMER 3210 Let me speak, sir,
3211 For heaven now bids me; and the words I utter
3212 Let none think flattery, for they’ll find ’em truth.
3213 This royal infant—heaven still move about her!—
3214 25 Though in her cradle, yet now promises
3215 Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings,
3216 Which time shall bring to ripeness. She shall be—
3217 But few now living can behold that goodness—
3218 A pattern to all princes living with her
3219 30 And all that shall succeed. Saba was never
3220 More covetous of wisdom and fair virtue
3221 Than this pure soul shall be. All princely graces
3222 That mold up such a mighty piece as this is,
3223 With all the virtues that attend the good,
3224 35 Shall still be doubled on her. Truth shall nurse her;
3225 Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her.
3226 She shall be loved and feared. Her own shall bless her;
3227 Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn
3229 40 her.
3230 In her days every man shall eat in safety
3231 Under his own vine what he plants and sing
3232 The merry songs of peace to all his neighbors.
3233 God shall be truly known, and those about her
3234 45 From her shall read the perfect ⌜ways⌝ of honor
3235 And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
3236 Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but, as when
3237 The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,
3238 Her ashes new create another heir
3239 50 As great in admiration as herself,
3240 So shall she leave her blessedness to one,
3241 When heaven shall call her from this cloud of darkness,
3242 Who from the sacred ashes of her honor
3243 Shall starlike rise as great in fame as she was
3244 55 And so stand fixed. Peace, plenty, love, truth, terror,
3245 That were the servants to this chosen infant,
3246 Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him.
3247 Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine,
3248 His honor and the greatness of his name
3249 60 Shall be, and make new nations. He shall flourish,
3250 And like a mountain cedar reach his branches
3251 To all the plains about him. Our children’s children
3252 Shall see this and bless heaven.
KING 3253 Thou speakest wonders.
3254 65 She shall be to the happiness of England
3255 An agèd princess; many days shall see her,
3256 And yet no day without a deed to crown it.
3257 Would I had known no more! But she must die,
3258 She must, the saints must have her; yet a virgin,
3259 70 A most unspotted lily, shall she pass
3260 To th’ ground, and all the world shall mourn her.
3263 Thou hast made me now a man. Never before
3264 75 This happy child did I get anything.
3265 This oracle of comfort has so pleased me
3266 That when I am in heaven I shall desire
3267 To see what this child does and praise my Maker.—
3268 I thank you all.—To you, my good lord mayor
3269 80 And you, good brethren, I am much beholding.
3270 I have received much honor by your presence,
3271 And you shall find me thankful. Lead the way, lords.
3272 You must all see the Queen, and she must thank you;
3273 She will be sick else. This day, no man think
3274 85 ’Has business at his house, for all shall stay.
3275 This little one shall make it holiday.
3276 ’Tis ten to one this play can never please
3277 All that are here. Some come to take their ease
3278 And sleep an act or two—but those, we fear,
3279 We’ve frighted with our trumpets; so, ’tis clear,
3280 5 They’ll say ’tis naught—others, to hear the city
3281 Abused extremely and to cry “That’s witty!”—
3282 Which we have not done neither—that I fear
3283 All the expected good we’re like to hear
3284 For this play at this time is only in
3285 10 The merciful construction of good women,
3286 For such a one we showed ’em. If they smile
3287 And say ’twill do, I know within a while
3288 All the best men are ours; for ’tis ill hap
3289 If they hold when their ladies bid ’em clap.