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2 Gent. May I be bold to ask what that contains,
That paper in your hand?
1 Gent. Yes; 'tis the list
Of those, that claim their offices this day,
The duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims
He to be earl marshal; you may read the rest.
I should have been beholden to your paper.
The princess dowager! how goes her business?
Of Canterbury, accompanied with other
She oft was cited by them, but appear'd not;
2 Gent. Alas, good lady!—
The trumpets sound: stand close, the queen is coming.
THE ORDER OF THE PROCESSION.
A lively flourish of Trumpets; then enter 1. Two Judges.
2. The Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace before him.
3. Choristers singing.
[Music. 4. Mayor of London bearing the mace. Then Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his head, a gilt copper crown.
And more, and richer, when he strains that lady:
I cannot blame his conscience.
1 Gent. They, that bear
The cloth of honour over her, are four barons
2 Gent. Those men are happy; and so are all,
I take it, she that carries up the train,
2 Gent. Their coronets say so. These are
And, sometimes, falling ones.
[Exit Procession, with a great flourish
Enter a third GENTLEMAN.
God save you, Sir! Where have you been broiling ?
2 Gent. Among the crowd i'the abbey; where
Could not be wedg'd in more; and I am stifled
2 Gent. You saw
3 Gent. That I did.
1 Gent. How was it?
3 Gent. Well worth the seeing.
2 Gent. Good Sir, speak it to us.
3 Gent. As well as I am able. The rich
Of lords, and ladies, having brought the queen
A distance from her; while her grace sat down To rest a while, some half an hour, or so, In a rich chair of state, opposing freely The beauty of her person to the people. Believe me, Sir, she is the goodliest woman That ever lay by man: which when the people Had the full view of, such a noise arose As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest, 5. Marquis Dorset, bearing a sceptre of As loud, and to as many tunes: hats, cloaks, gold, on his head a demi-coronal of (Doublets, I think,) flew up: and had their gold. With him the earl of Surrey, bearing the rod of silver with the dove, Been loose, this day they had been lost. Such crowned with an earl's coronet. Col. joy lars of SS.
6. Duke of Suffolk, in his robe of estate, his
7. A canopy borne by four of the cinque.
9. Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain
I never saw before. Great-bellied women
That had not half a week to go, like rams
And make them reel before them.
2 Gent. But, 'pray, what follow'd?
2 Gent. At length her grace rose, and with
Came to the altar; where she kneel'd, and,
her fair eyes to heaven, and pray'd de
Then rose again, and bow'd her to the people;
2 Gent. A royal train, believe me.--These I As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown,
Who's that, that bears the sceptre ?
1 Gent. Marquis Dorset:
And that the earl of Surrey, with the rod.
The rod, and bird of peace, and all such em-
Laid nobly on her; which perform'd, the choir,
2 Gent. A bold brave gentleman: And that Together sung Te Deum. So she parted,
3 Gent, Stokesly and Gardiner; the one, of Of his own body he was ill, and gave Winchester,
(Newly preferr'd from the king's secretary,) The other, London.
2 Gent. He of Winchester
Is held no great good lover of the archbishop's,
3 Gent. All the land knows that:
However, yet there's no great breach; when it comes,
Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him.
2 Gent. Who may that be, I pray you?
A man in much esteem with the king, and truly
Has made him master o'the jewel house,
Come, gentlemen, ye shall go my way, which
Both. You may command us, Sir. [Exeunt.
Enter KATHARINE, Dowager, sick; led be-
Grif. Yes, madam; but, I think, your grace,
If well, he stepp'd before me, happily
Grif. Well, the voice goes, madam :
Kath. Alas! poor man!
Grif. At last, with easy roads, he came to
Lodg'd in the abbey; where the reverend abbot,
Yet thus far, Griffith, give me leave to speak
And yet with charity,-He was a man
The clergy ill example.
Grif. Noble madam,
Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
I were malicious else.
Grif. This cardinal,
Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly
He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one;
And though he were unsatisfied in getting,
Unwilling to outlive the good that did it;
Kath. After my death I wish no other herald,
But such an honest chronicler as Griffith.
Patience, be near me still; and set me lower :
Sad and solemn music.
Grif. She is asleep: Good wench, let's sit down quiet, For fear we wake her ;-Softly, gentle Patience.
The Vision. 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 first congee unto her, then dance; and, at certain changes, the first two hold a spare garland over her head; at which, the other four make reverend court'sies; 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 they vanish, carrying the garland with them. The music continues.
Kath. Spirits of peace, where are ye? Are
And leave me here in wretchedness behind ye?
Kith. It is not you I call for.
Set a lewd example in his own pre
I hope, she will deserve well;) and a little
Is, that his noble grace would have some pity
A right good husband, let him be a noble ;
The last is, for my men :-they are the poorest, But poverty could never draw them from me ;That they may have their wages duly paid
By that you love the dearest in this world, great-As you wish Christian peace to souls departed, Stand these poor people's friend, and urge the king
To use so rude behaviour: go to, kneel. Mess. I humbly do entreat your highness' pardon;
My haste made me unmannerly: There is stay. ing
A gentleman, sent from the king to see you. Kath. Admit him entrance, Griffith: But this
The king's request that I would visit you;
'Tis like a pardon after execution:
That gentle physic, given in time, had cur'd me; But now I am past all comforts bere, but prayers.
How does his highness?
Cap. Madam, in good health.
Kath. So may be ever do! and ever flourish, When I shall dwell with worms, and my poor
To do me this last right.
Cap. By heaven, I will;
Or let me loose the fashion of a man!
Kath. I thank you, honest lord. Remember In all bumility unto his bighness: Say, his long trouble now is passing
Out of this world: tell him, in death 1 bless'd him,
For so I will.-Mine eyes grow dim.-Farewell,
Let me be us'd with honour; strew me over With maiden flowers, that all the world may know
I was a chaste wife to my grave :-embalm me, Then lay me forth: although unqueen'd, yet like
A queen, and daughter to a king, inter me.
[Exeunt leading KATHARINE.
They say, in great extremity; and fear'd,
Gar. The fruit she goes with,
pray for heartily; that it may find
Good time, and live: but for the stock, Thomas,
wish it grubb'd up now.
Lov. Methinks, I could
Cry the amen; and yet my conscience says She's a good creature, and, sweet lady, does Deserve our better wishes.
Gar. But, Sir, Sir,
K. Hen. What say'st thou ? ha!
To pray for her? what, is she crying cut?
Almost each pang a death.
K. Hen. Alas, good lady!
Suf. God safely quit her of her burden, and With gentle travail, to the gladding of
Your highness with an heir!
K. Hen. 'Tis midnight, Charles,
Pr'ythee, to bed; and in thy prayers remember
Hear me, Sir Thomas: You are a gentleman Of mine own way; I know you wise, religious; And, let me tell you, it will ne'er be well,'Twill not, Sir Thomas Lovell, take't of me, Till Cranmer, Cromwell, her two hands, and she,
Sleep in their graves.
Lov. Now, Sir, you speak of two
The most remark'd i'the kingdom. As for Cromwell,
Beside that of the jewel-house, he's made mas
O'the rolls, and the king's secretary: further, Sir,
stands in the gap and trade of more preferments,
With which the time will load him: The arch
Suf. I wish your highness
A quiet night, and my good mistress will Remember in my prayers.
K. Hen. Charles, good night.—
Is the king's hand, and tongue; And who dare Ha!—I have said.-Begone.
One syllable against him?
Gar. Yes, yes, Sir Thomas,
There are that dare; and I myself have ven
To speak my mind of him: and, indeed, this
Sir, (I may tell it you,) I think I have
That does infect the land: with which they moved.
Have broken + with the king; who hath so far Given ear to our complaint, (of his great grace And princely care; foreseeing those fell mischiefs
Our reasons laid before him,) be hath commanded,
To-morrow morning to the council-board
And we must root him out. From your affairs
As LOVELL is going out, enter the KING, and the Duke of SUFFOLK.
K. Hen. Charles, I will play no more tonight;
My mind's not on't, you are too hard for me.
Lov. I could not personally deliver to her
Most heartily to pray for her.
What! [Exeunt LOVELL and DENNY. Cran. I am fearful :-Wherefore frowns be thus ?
'Tis his aspect of terror. All's not well. K. Hen. How now, my lord? You do desire to know
Wherefore I sent for you.
Cran. It is my duty,
To attend your highness' pleasure.
My good and gracious lord of Canterbury.
Ah! my good lord, I grieve at what I speak,
Have mov'd us, and our council, that you shall
Cran. I humbly thank your highness:
Than I myself, poor man.
K. Hen. Stand up, good Canterbury;
You would have given me your petition, that
• One of the council.
Yourself and your accusers; and to have heard | Said I for this, the girl is like to him?
You are potently oppos'd; and with a malice
Cran. God and your majesty
Protect mine innocence, or I fall into
K. Hen. Be of good cheer;
They shall no more prevail, than we give way
Gent. [Within.] Come back; What mean you?
Lady. I'll not come back: the tidings that I bring
Will make my boldness manners.-Now, good angels
Fly o'er thy royal head, and shade thy person
K. Hen. Now, by thy looks
I guess thy message. Is the queen deliver'd ? Say, ay; and of a boy.
Lady. Ay, ay, my liege;
And of a lovely boy: The God of heaven
Acquainted with this stranger; 'tis as like you,
K. Hen. Lovell,
I will have more, or else unsay't; and now While it is hot I'll put it to the issue.
SCENE II.-Lobby before the Council-
Enter CRANMER; SERVANTS, DOOR-KEEPER, &c. attending.
Cran. I hope I am not too late; and yet the gentleman,
That was sent to ine from the council, pray'd
To make great haste. All fast? what means this ?-Hoa !
Who waits there ?-Sure, you know me?
But yet I cannot help you.
D. Keep. Your grace must wait, till you be call'd for.
This is of purpose laid by some that hate me, (God turn their hearts! I never sought their malice,)
To quench nine honour: they would shame to make me
Wait else at door; a fellow counsellor,
Must be fulfill'd, and I attend with patience.
Enter at a window above, the KING and
Butts. I'll show your grace the strangest sight,
K. Hen. What's that, Butts ?
Butts. I think, your highness saw this many
K. Hen. Body o'me, where is it?
The high promotion of his grace of Canter-
K. Hen. Ha! 'Tis he, indeed : Is this the honour they do one another? 'Tis well, there's one above them yet. I had
And at the door too, like a post with packets.
THE COUNCIL-CHAMBER. Enter the Lord CHANCELLOR, the Duke of SUFFOLK, Earl of SURREY, Lord CHAMBERLAIN, GARDINER, and CROMWELL. The Chancellor places himself at the upper end of the table on the left hand; a seat being left void above him, as for the Archbishop of CANTERBURY. The rest seat themselves in order on each side. CROMWELL at the lower end, as secretary.
Chan. Speak to the business, master secretary: Why are we met in council?