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Are you not stronger, than you were ?
That I have been your wife, in this obedience,
Upward of twenty years, and have been blest
My bond to 'wedlock, or my love and duty,
Turn me away; and let the foul'st contempt
Shut door upon me, and so give me up
The king, your father, was reputed for
Wol. Whilst our commission from Rome is read, It's fit this royal session do proceed ;
And that, without delay, their arguments
Be now produc'd, and heard.
Q. Cath, Lord cardinal, -
To you I speak.
Wol. Your pleasure, madam ?
Q. Cath. Şir!
We are a queen, (or long have dream'd so,) certain,
The daughter of a king, my drops of tears
I'll turn to sparks of fire.
Wol. Be patient yet! court.
Q. Cath. I will, when you are humble; nay, before,
You shall not be my judge ; for it is you
Which God's dew quench!— Therefore, I say again,
I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul,
for my judge; whom, yet once more,
Wol. I do profess,
I have no spleen against you; por injustice
Or how far farther shall, is warranted
By a commission from the consistory,
And worthily, my falsehood ? yea, as much
That I am free of your report, he knows,
The queen is put in anger. You are excns'd: I am not of your wroug. Therefore in him
But will you be more justified ? you ever It lies, to cure me; and the cure is, to
Have wish'd the sleeping of this business; never Remove these thoughts from you: the which before Desir'd it to be stirrd; but oft have hinder'd; oft His highness shall speak in, I do beseech
The passages made toward it:- on my honour, You, gracious madam! to unthink your speaking, I speak my good lord cardinal to this point, And to say so no more.
And thus far clear him. Now, what mov'd me to't,Q. Cath. My lord, my lord !
I will be bold with time, and your attention:I am a simple woman, much too weak
Then mark the inducement. Thus it came; – gire To oppose your cunning. You are meek, and humble- heed to't: mouth'd;
My conscience first receiv'd a tenderness, You sign your place and calling, in full seeming, Scruple, an prick, on certain speeches utter'd With meekness and humility: but your
heart By the bishop of Bayonne, then French ambassador; Is cramm’d with arrogancy, spleen, and pride.
Who had been hither sent on the debating
Sometimes our brother's wife. This respite shook
The bosom of my conscience, enter'd me,
The region of my breast; which forc'd such way,
And press'd in with this caution. First, methought,
I stood not in the smile of heaven; who had Disdainful to be try'd by't; 'tis not well.
Commanded nature, that my lady's womb, She's going away.
If not conceiv'd a male child by me, should K. Hen. Call her again.
Do no more offices of life to't, than Crier. Catharine queen of England, come into the The grave does to the dead: for her male issue court!
Or died where they were made, or shortly after Grif. Madam, you are call'd back!
This world had air’d them. Hence I took a thought, Q. Cath. What need you note it? pray you, keep This was a judgment on me: that my kingdom, your way:
Well worthy the best heir o'the world, should not
By this my issue's fail; and that gave to me
The wild sea of my conscience, I did steer Exeunt Queen, GRIFFITH, and her other At- Toward this remedy, whereupon we are tendunts.
Now present here together; that's to say,
I meant to rectify my conscience, which
With you, my lord of Lincoln; you remember
When I first mov'd
you. Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee out,) Lin. Very well, my liege! The queen of earthly queens: -- she is noble born; K. Hen. 'I have spoke long; be pleas'd yourself And, like her true nobility, she has Carried herself towards me.
How far you satisfied me.
Lin. So please your highness,
that I committed
K. Hen. I then mov'd you,
But by particular consent proceeded,
Under your hands and seals. Therefore, go on!
For no dislike i'the world against the person
of the good queen, but the sharp thorny points I free you from't! You are not to be taught of my alleged reasons, drive this forward: That
you have many enemies, that know not Prove but our marriage lawful, by my lite,
Catharine our queen, before the primest creature, Wol. Tanta est erga te mentis integritas, regina
Q. Cath. O, good my lord, no Latin;
A strange tongue makes my cause more strange, su-
you speak truth, for their poor mistress' sake;
Believe me, she has had much wrong. Lord cardinal,
The willing'st sin I ever yet committed,
May be absolv'd in English.
Wol. Noble lady!
I am sorry, my integrity should breed
So deep suspicion, where all faith was meant.
We come not, by the way of accusation,
To taint that honour, every good tongue blesses;
You have too much, good lady: but to know
How you stand minded in the weighty difference
Between the king and you; and to deliver,
And comforts to your cause.
My lord of York, - out of his noble nature,
Zeal and obedience he still bore your grace;
Forgetting, like a good man, your late censure
Both of his truth and him, (which was too far,) -
His service and his counsel.
Q. Cath. To betray me.
[Aside. There had been a lasting spring.
My lords, I thank you both for your good wills, Every thing that heard him play,
Ye speak like honest men, (pray God, ye prove so !)
But how to make you suddenly an answer,
(More near my life, I fear,) with my weak wit, Killing care, and grief of heart,
And to such men of gravity and learning,
In truth, I know not. I was set at work
Among my maids; full little, God knows, looking
Either for such men, or such business,
For her sake that I have been, (for I feel
Let me have time, and counsel, for my cause;
Alas! I am a woman, friendless, hopeless.
Wol. Madam, you wrong the king's love with these
Q. Cath. In England,
That any Englishman dare give me counsel ?
(Though he be grown so desperate to be honest,) Enter Wolsey and CADPETUS.
And live a subject? Nay, forsooth, my friends! Wol. Peace to your highness!
They, that must weigh out my afflictions,
They are, as all my other comforts, far hence,
Čam. Put your main cause into the king's pro-
Wol. He tells you rightly.
Is this your christian counsel ? out upon ye!
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a Judge,
That no king can corrupt.
Q. Cath. The more shame for ye; holy men || Cam. Madam, you'll find it so. You wrong your Chc thought ye, virtues
And Upon my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues; With these weak women's fears. A noble spirit,
All I But cardinal sins, and hollow hearts, I fear ye: As yours was put into you, ever casts
Afte Mend them for shame, my lords ! Is this your comfort? Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The king loves Hath The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady?
Sur A woman lost among ye, laugh'd at, scorn’d? Beware, you lose it not: for us, if you please
Suf I will not wish ye half my miseries,
To trust us in your business, we are ready I have more charity. But say, I warn'd ye ; To use our utmost studies in your service.
Sur Take heed, for heaven's sake, take heed, lest at once Q. Cath. Do what ye will, my lords: and, pray, for
Trac The burden of my sorrows fall upon ye.
Suf Wol. Madam, this is a mere distraction; If I have used myself unmannerly!
No You turn the good we offer into envy. You know, I am a woman, lacking wit
Su Q. Cath. Ye turn me into nothing: woe up on ye, To make a seemly answer to such persons.
Naru And all such false professors! Would ye have me Pray, do my service to his majesty:
To s. (If you have any justice, any pity; He has my heart yet ; and shall have my prayers,
She If ye be any thing but churchmen's habits,) While I shall have my life. Come, reverend fathers! In me Put my sick cause into his hands, that hates me? Bestow your counsels on me: she now begs, Alas! he has banish'd me his bed already; That little thought, when she set footing here,
In f His love, too long ago : I am old, my lords, She should have bought her dignities so dear.
Su And all the fellowship I hold now with him,
(Exeunt. Is only my obedience. What can happen SCENE II. Antechamber to the King's upart
The To me above this wretchedness? all your studies Make me a curse like this. Enter the Duke of Norfolk, the Duke of SCFFOLE,
SP Cam. Your fears are worse.
the Earl of Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlain. Q. Cath. Have I liv'd thus lovg-(let me speak myself, Nor. If you will now unite in your complaints,
Is Since virtue finds no friends,) - a wife, a true one? And force them with a constancy, the cardinal
HE A woman (I dare say, without vain-glory,)
Cannot stand under them: if you omit
То Have I with all my full affections But that you shall sustain more new disgraces,
Th Still met the king? loy'd him next heaven? obey'd With these you bear already. him? Sur. I am joyful
С. Been, out of fondness, superstitious to him? To meet the least occasion, that Almost forgot my prayers to content him? Remembrance of my father-in-law, the duke,
W And am I thus rewarded ? 'tis not well, lords. To be reveng'd on him. Bring me a constant woman to her husband; Suf. Which of the peers
Hla One, that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure ; Have uncontemn'd gone by him, or at least
TO And to that woman, when she has done most! Strangely neglected? when did he regard
Al Yet will I add an honour, -a great patience. The stamp of nobleness in any person,
Hi Wol. Madam, you wander from the good we aim at. Out of himself?
He Q. Cath. My lord, I dare not make myself so guilty, Cham. My lords, you speak your pleasures!
Sh To give up willingly that noble title,
What he deserves of you and me, i know;
4 Wol. 'Pray, hear me! Bar his access to the king, vever attempt
In 0, Cath.'Would I had never trod this English earth, Any thing on him; for he hath a witchcraft Or felt the flatteries, that grow upon it!
Over the king in his tongue.
Matter against him, that for ever mars
[To her Women. Not to come off, in his displeasure.
In the divorce, his contrary proceedings
Are all unfolded; wherein he appears,
Suf. Most strangely.
Suf. The cardinal's letter to the pope miscarried, How you may hurt yourself, ay, utterly,
And came to the eye o’the king: wherein was read, Grow from the king's acquaintance, by this carriage. How that the cardinal did entreat his holiness The hearts of princes kiss obedience,
To stay the judgment o’the divorce: for if
A creature of the queen's, lady Anne Bullen.
Sur. Has the king this?
Sur, Will this work?
Cham. The king in this perceives him, how he coasts, Does whet his anger to him.
To be her mistress' mistress! the queen's queen!Suf. May you be happy in your wish, my lord ! This candle burns not clear: 'tis I must snuff it; For, I profess, you have it.
Then, out it goes. — What though I know her virSur. Now all my joy
tuous, Trace the conjunction!
And well-deserving? yet I know her for
A spleeny Lutheran; and not wholesome to
Our cause, that she should lie i'the bosom of
And is his oracle. In mind and feature: 1 persuade me, from her
Nor. He is vex'd at something. Will fall some blessing to this land, which shall Suf. I would, 'twere something that would fret the In it be memoriz'd.
string, Sur. But, will the king
The master-cord of his heart. Digest this letter of the cardinal's?
Enter the King, reading a schedule; and Lovell. The lord forbid !
Suf. The king, the king !
K. Hen. What piles of wealth hath he accumulated Suf. No, no!
To his own portion! and what expence by the hour There be more wasps, that buz about his nose, Seems to flow from him! How, i’ the name of thrift, Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius Does he rake this together? — Now, my lords ! Is stolen away to Rome; hath ta'en no leave; Saw you the cardinal ? Has left the cause o’the king unhandled; and Nor. My lord! we have Is posted, as the agent of our cardinal,
Stood here observing him. Some strange commotion To second all his plot. I do assure you
Is in his brain : he bites his lip, and starts;
Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground,
Then lays his finger on his temple; straight,
Springs out into fast gait; then, stops again, Nor. But, my lord,
Strikes his breast hard; and anon, he casts When returns Cranmer?
His eye against the moon; in most strange postures Suf. He is return'd, in his opinions ; which We have seen him set himself. Have satisfied the king for his divorce,
K. Hen. It may well be; Together with all famous colleges
There is a mutiny in his mind. This morning Almost in Christendom: shortly, I believe,
Papers of state he sent me to peruise,
There; on my conscience, put unwittingly?
The several parcels of his plate, his treasure,
Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which A worthy fellow, and hath ta'en much pain I find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks In the king's business.
Possession of a subject. Suf. He has; and we shall see him
Nor. It's heaven's will;
Some spirit put this paper in the packet,
To bless your eye withal.
K. Hen. If we did think
His contemplation were above the earth,
And fix'd on spiritual object, he should still
Dwell in his musings : but, I am afraid,
[He takes his seat, and whispers Lovell, Crom. Presently
goes to Wolsey. He did unseal them: and the first he view'd, Wol. Heaven forgive me! He did it with a serions mind; a heed
Ever God bless your highness! Was in his countenance. You , he bade
K. Hen. Good my lord'! Attend him here this morning.
You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory Wol. Is he ready
of your best graces in your mind; the which To come abroad?
You were now running o’er; you have scarce time
To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span,
I deem you an ill husband; and am glad
To think upon the part of business, which
Her times of preservation, which, perforce,
1, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal,