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Reference: x3v - Histories, p. 230

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The Life of King Henry the Eight. All. We are. Cran. Is there no other way of mercy, But I must needs to th'Tower my Lords? Gard.
[2965]
What other, Would you expect? You are strangely troublesome: Let some o'th'Guard be ready there.
Enter the Guard. Cran. For me? Must I goe like a Traytor thither? Gard.
[2970]
Receiue him, And see him safe i'th'Tower.
Cran. Stay good my Lords, I haue a little yet to say. Looke there my Lords, By vertue of that Ring, I take my cause
[2975]
Out of the gripes of cruell men, and giue it To a most Noble Iudge, the King my Maister.
Cham. This is the Kings Ring. Sur. 'Tis no counterfeit. Suff. 'Ts the right Ring, by Heau'n: I told ye all,
[2980]
When we first put this dangerous stone a rowling, 'Twold fall vpon our selues.
Norf. Doe you thinke my Lords The King will suffer but the little finger Of this man to be vex'd ? Cham.
[2985]
Tis now too certaine; How much more is his Life in value with him ? Would I were fairely out on't.
Crom. My mind gaue me, In seeking tales and Informations
[2990]
Against this man, whose honesty the Diuell And his Disciples onely enuy at, Ye blew the fire that burnes ye: now haue at ye.
Enter King frowning on them, takes his Seate. Gard. Dread Soueraigne, How much are we bound to Heauen,
[2995]
In dayly thankes; that gaue vs such a Prince; Not onely good and wise, but most religious: One that in all obedience, makes the Church The cheefe ayme of his Honour, and to strengthen That holy duty out of deare respect,
[3000]
His Royall selfe in Iudgement comes to heare The cause betwixt her, and this great offender.
Kin. You were euer good at sodaine Commendations, Bishop of Winchester. But know I come not To heare such flattery now, and in my presence
[3005]
They are too thin, and base to hide offences, To me you cannot reach. You play the Spaniell, And thinke with wagging of your tongue to win me: But whatsoere thou tak'st me for; I'm sure Thou hast a cruell Nature and a bloody.
[3010]
Good man sit downe: Now let me see the proudest Hee, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee. By all that's holy, he had better starue, Then but once thinke his place becomes thee not.
Sur. May it please your Grace;— Kin.
[3015]
No Sir, it doe's not please me, I had thought, I had had men of some vnderstanding, And wisedome of my Councell; but I finde none: Was it discretion Lords, to let this man, This good man (few of you deserue that Title)
[3020]
This honest man, wait like a lowsie Foot‑boy At Chamber dore? and one, as great as you are? Why, what a shame was this? Did my Commission Bid ye so farre forget your selues? I gaue ye Power, as he was a Counsellour to try him,

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[3025]
Not as a Groome: There's some of ye, I see, More out of Malice then Integrity, Would trye him to the vtmost, had ye meane, Which ye shall neuer haue while I liue.
Chan. Thus farre
[3030]
My most dread Soueraigne, may it like your Grace, To let my tongue excuse all. What was purpos'd Concerning his Imprisonment, was rather (If there be faith in men) meant for his Tryall, And faire purgation to the world then malice,
[3035]
I'm sure in me.
Kin. Well, well my Lords respect him, Take him, and vse him well; hee's worthy of it. I will say thus much for him, if a Prince May be beholding to a Subiect; I
[3040]
Am for his loue and seruice, so to him. Make me no more adoe, but all embrace him; Be friends for shame my Lords: My Lord of Canterbury I haue a Suite which you must not deny mee. That is, a faire young Maid that yet wants Baptisme,
[3045]
You must be Godfather, and answere for her.
Cran. The greatest Monarch now aliue may glory In such an honour: how may I deserue it, That am a poore and humble Subiect to you? Kin.

Come, come my Lord, you'd spare your spoones;

[3050]

You shall haue two noble Partners with you: the old

Duchesse of Norfolke, and Lady Marquesse Dorset? will

these please you?

Once more my Lord of Winchester, I charge you Embrace, and loue this man.
Gard.
[3055]
With a true heart, And Brother; loue I doe it.
Cran. And let Heauen Witnesse how deare, I hold this Confirmation. Kin. Good Man, those ioyfull teares shew thy true (hearts,
[3060]
The common voyce I see is verified Of thee, which sayes thus: Doe my Lord of Canterbury A shrewd turne, and hee's your friend for euer: Come Lords, we trifle time away: I long To haue this young one made a Christian.
[3065]
As I haue made ye one Lords, one remaine: So I grow stronger, you more Honour gaine.
Exeunt.
Scena Tertia. [Act 5, Scene 4] Noyse and Tumult within: Enter Porter and his man. Port.

You'l leaue your noyse anon ye Rascals: doe

you take the Court for Parish Garden: ye rude Slaues,

leaue your gaping:

Within.
[3070]
Good M. Master Porter I belong to th'Larder.
Port.

Belong to th'Gallowes, and be hang'd ye Rogue:

Is this a place to roare in? Fetch me a dozen Crab‑tree

staues, and strong ones; these are but switches to 'em:

Ile scratch your heads; you must be seeing Christenings?

[3075]

Do you looke for Ale, and Cakes heere, you rude

Raskalls?

Man. Pray Sir be patient; 'tis as much impossible, Vnlesse wee sweepe 'em f om the dore with Cannons, To scatter 'em, as 'tis to make 'em sleepe
[3080]
On May‑day Morning. which will neuer be: We may as well push against Powles as stirre 'em.
Por. How got they in, and be hang'd? Man.

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[Act 5, Scene 3] A Councell Table brought in with Chayres and Stooles, and placed vnder the State. Enter Lord Chancellour, places himselfe at the vpper end of the Table, on the left hand: A Seate being left void aboue him, as for Canterburies Seate. Duke of Suffolke, Duke of Norfolke, Surrey, Lord Cham­ berlaine, Gardiner, seat themselues in Order on each side. Cromwell at lower end, as Secretary. Chan. Speake to the businesse, M. Master Secretary; Why are we met in Councell? Crom. Please your Honours, The chiefe cause concernes his Grace of Canterbury. Gard.
[2860]
Ha's he had knowledge of it?
Crom. Yes. Norf. Who waits there? Keep. Without my Noble Lords? Gard. Yes. Keep.
[2865]
My Lord Archbishop: And ha's done halfe an houre to know your pleasures.
Chan. Let him come in. Keep. Your Grace may enter now. Cranmer approches the Councell Table. Chan. My good Lord Archbishop, I'm very sorry
[2870]
To sit heere at this present, and behold That Chayre stand empty: But we all are men In our owne natures fraile, and capable Of our flesh, few are Angels; out of which frailty And want of wisedome, you that best should teach vs,
[2875]
Haue misdemean'd your selfe, and not a little: Toward the King first, then his Lawes, in filling The whole Realme, by your teaching & your Chaplaines (For so we are inform'd) with new opinions, Diuers and dangerous; which are Heresies;
[2880]
And not reform'd, may proue pernicious.
Gard. Which Reformation must be sodaine too My Noble Lords; for those that tame wild Horses, Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em gentle; But stop their mouthes with stubborn Bits & spurre 'em,
[2885]
Till they obey the mannage. If we suffer Out of our easinesse and childish pitty To one mans Honour, this contagious sicknesse; Farewell all Physicke: and what followes then? Commotions, vprores, with a generall Taint
[2890]
Of the whole State; as of late dayes our neighbours, The vpper Germany can deerely witnesse: Yet freshly pittied in our memories.
Cran. My good Lords; Hitherto, in all the Progresse Both of my Life and Office, I haue labour'd,
[2895]
And with no little study, that thy teaching And the strong course of my Authority, Might goe one way, and safely; and the end Was euer to doe well: nor is there liuing, (I speake it with a single heart, my Lords)
[2900]
A man that more detests, more stirres against, Both in his priuate Conscience, and his place, Defacers of a publique peace then I doe: Pray Heauen the King may neuer find a heart With lesse Allegeance in it. Men that make
[2905]
Enuy, and crooked malice, nourishment; Dare bite the best. I doe beseech your Lordships, That in this case of Iustice, my Accusers, Be what they will, may stand forth face to face, And freely vrge against me.
Suff.
[2910]
Nay, my Lord, That cannot be; you are a Counsellor, And by that vertue no man dare accuse you.
Gard. My Lord, because we haue busines of more mo­ (ment, We will be short with you. 'Tis his Highnesse pleasure
[2915]
And our consent, for better tryall of you, From hence you be committed to the Tower, Where being but a priuate man againe, You shall know many dare accuse you boldly, More then (I feare) you are prouided for.
Cran.
[2920]
Ah my good Lord of Winchester: I thanke you, You are alwayes my good Friend, if your will passe, I shall both finde your Lordship, Iudge and Iuror, You are so mercifull. I see your end, 'Tis my vndoing. Loue and meekenesse, Lord
[2925]
Become a Churchman, better then Ambition: Win straying Soules with modesty againe, Cast none away: That I shall cleere my selfe, Lay all the weight ye can vpon my patience, I make as little doubt as you doe conscience,
[2930]
In doing dayly wrongs. I could say more, But reuerence to your calling, makes me modest.
Gard. My Lord, my Lord, you are a Sectary, That's the plaine truth; your painted glosse discouers To men that vnderstand you, words and weaknesse. Crom.
[2935]
My Lord of Winchester, y'are a little, By your good fauour, too sharpe; Men of Noble, How euer faultly, yet should finde respect For what they haue beene: 'tis a cruelty, To load a falling man.
Gard.
[2940]
Good M. Master Secretary, I cry your Honour mercie; you may worst Of all this Table say so.
Crom. Why my Lord? Gard. Doe not I know you for a Fauourer
[2945]
Of this new Sect? ye are not sound.
Crom. Not sound? Gard. Not sound I say. Crom. Would you were halfe so honest: Mens prayers then would seeke you, not their feares. Gard.
[2950]
I shall remember this bold Language.
Crom. Doe. Remember your bold life too. Cham. This is too much; Forbeare for shame my Lords. Gard.
[2955]
I haue done.
Crom. And I. Cham. Then thus for you my Lord, it stands agreed I take it, by all voyces: That forthwith, You be conuaid to th'Tower a Prisoner;
[2960]
There to remaine till the Kings further pleasure Be knowne vnto vs: are you all agreed Lords.
All. We are. Cran. Is there no other way of mercy, But I must needs to th'Tower my Lords? Gard.
[2965]
What other, Would you expect? You are strangely troublesome: Let some o'th'Guard be ready there.
Enter the Guard. Cran. For me? Must I goe like a Traytor thither? Gard.
[2970]
Receiue him, And see him safe i'th'Tower.
Cran. Stay good my Lords, I haue a little yet to say. Looke there my Lords, By vertue of that Ring, I take my cause
[2975]
Out of the gripes of cruell men, and giue it To a most Noble Iudge, the King my Maister.
Cham. This is the Kings Ring. Sur. 'Tis no counterfeit. Suff. 'Ts the right Ring, by Heau'n: I told ye all,
[2980]
When we first put this dangerous stone a rowling, 'Twold fall vpon our selues.
Norf. Doe you thinke my Lords The King will suffer but the little finger Of this man to be vex'd ? Cham.
[2985]
Tis now too certaine; How much more is his Life in value with him ? Would I were fairely out on't.
Crom. My mind gaue me, In seeking tales and Informations
[2990]
Against this man, whose honesty the Diuell And his Disciples onely enuy at, Ye blew the fire that burnes ye: now haue at ye.
Enter King frowning on them, takes his Seate. Gard. Dread Soueraigne, How much are we bound to Heauen,
[2995]
In dayly thankes; that gaue vs such a Prince; Not onely good and wise, but most religious: One that in all obedience, makes the Church The cheefe ayme of his Honour, and to strengthen That holy duty out of deare respect,
[3000]
His Royall selfe in Iudgement comes to heare The cause betwixt her, and this great offender.
Kin. You were euer good at sodaine Commendations, Bishop of Winchester. But know I come not To heare such flattery now, and in my presence
[3005]
They are too thin, and base to hide offences, To me you cannot reach. You play the Spaniell, And thinke with wagging of your tongue to win me: But whatsoere thou tak'st me for; I'm sure Thou hast a cruell Nature and a bloody.
[3010]
Good man sit downe: Now let me see the proudest Hee, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee. By all that's holy, he had better starue, Then but once thinke his place becomes thee not.
Sur. May it please your Grace;— Kin.
[3015]
No Sir, it doe's not please me, I had thought, I had had men of some vnderstanding, And wisedome of my Councell; but I finde none: Was it discretion Lords, to let this man, This good man (few of you deserue that Title)
[3020]
This honest man, wait like a lowsie Foot‑boy At Chamber dore? and one, as great as you are? Why, what a shame was this? Did my Commission Bid ye so farre forget your selues? I gaue ye Power, as he was a Counsellour to try him,
[3025]
Not as a Groome: There's some of ye, I see, More out of Malice then Integrity, Would trye him to the vtmost, had ye meane, Which ye shall neuer haue while I liue.
Chan. Thus farre
[3030]
My most dread Soueraigne, may it like your Grace, To let my tongue excuse all. What was purpos'd Concerning his Imprisonment, was rather (If there be faith in men) meant for his Tryall, And faire purgation to the world then malice,
[3035]
I'm sure in me.
Kin. Well, well my Lords respect him, Take him, and vse him well; hee's worthy of it. I will say thus much for him, if a Prince May be beholding to a Subiect; I
[3040]
Am for his loue and seruice, so to him. Make me no more adoe, but all embrace him; Be friends for shame my Lords: My Lord of Canterbury I haue a Suite which you must not deny mee. That is, a faire young Maid that yet wants Baptisme,
[3045]
You must be Godfather, and answere for her.
Cran. The greatest Monarch now aliue may glory In such an honour: how may I deserue it, That am a poore and humble Subiect to you? Kin.

Come, come my Lord, you'd spare your spoones;

[3050]

You shall haue two noble Partners with you: the old

Duchesse of Norfolke, and Lady Marquesse Dorset? will

these please you?

Once more my Lord of Winchester, I charge you Embrace, and loue this man.
Gard.
[3055]
With a true heart, And Brother; loue I doe it.
Cran. And let Heauen Witnesse how deare, I hold this Confirmation. Kin. Good Man, those ioyfull teares shew thy true (hearts,
[3060]
The common voyce I see is verified Of thee, which sayes thus: Doe my Lord of Canterbury A shrewd turne, and hee's your friend for euer: Come Lords, we trifle time away: I long To haue this young one made a Christian.
[3065]
As I haue made ye one Lords, one remaine: So I grow stronger, you more Honour gaine.
Exeunt.
 

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      <l n="2887">To one mans Honour, this contagious sicknesse;</l>
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      <l n="2889">Commotions, vprores, with a generall Taint</l>
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      <l n="2896">And the strong course of my Authority,</l>
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      <l n="2925">Become a Churchman, better then Ambition:</l>
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      <l n="2929">I make as little doubt as you doe conscience,</l>
      <l n="2930">In doing dayly wrongs. I could say more,</l>
      <l n="2931">But reuerence to your calling, makes me modest.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="2932">My Lord, my Lord, you are a Sectary,</l>
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      <l n="2934">To men that vnderstand you, words and weaknesse.</l>
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      <l n="2935">My Lord of<hi rend="italic">Winchester</hi>, y'are a little,</l>
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      <l n="2937">How euer faultly, yet should finde respect</l>
      <l n="2938">For what they haue beene: 'tis a cruelty,</l>
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      <l n="2940">Good<choice>
            <abbr>M.</abbr>
            <expan>Master</expan>
         </choice>Secretary,</l>
      <l n="2941">I cry your Honour mercie; you may worst</l>
      <l n="2942">Of all this Table say so.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
      <l n="2943">Why my Lord?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-grd">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="2944">Doe not I know you for a Fauourer</l>
      <l n="2945">Of this new Sect? ye are not sound.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
      <l n="2946">Not sound?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-grd">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="2947">Not sound I say.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
      <l n="2948">Would you were halfe so honest:</l>
      <l n="2949">Mens prayers then would seeke you, not their feares.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-grd">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="2950">I shall remember this bold Language.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
      <l n="2951">Doe.</l>
      <l n="2952">Remember your bold life too.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-chm">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
      <l n="2953">This is too much;</l>
      <l n="2954">Forbeare for shame my Lords.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-grd">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="2955">I haue done.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
      <l n="2956">And I.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-chm">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
      <l n="2957">Then thus for you my Lord, it stands agreed</l>
      <l n="2958">I take it, by all voyces: That forthwith,</l>
      <l n="2959">You be conuaid to th'Tower a Prisoner;</l>
      <l n="2960">There to remaine till the Kings further pleasure</l>
      <l n="2961">Be knowne vnto vs: are you all agreed Lords.</l>
   </sp>
   <pb facs="FFimg:axc0586-0.jpg" n="230"/>
   <cb n="1"/>
   <sp who="#F-h8-all">
      <speaker rend="italic">All.</speaker>
      <l n="2962">We are.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cra">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
      <l n="2963">Is there no other way of mercy,</l>
      <l n="2964">But I must needs to th'Tower my Lords?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-grd">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="2965">What other,</l>
      <l n="2966">Would you expect? You are strangely troublesome:</l>
      <l n="2967">Let some o'th'Guard be ready there.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter the Guard.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cra">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
      <l n="2968">For me?</l>
      <l n="2969">Must I goe like a Traytor thither?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-grd">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="2970">Receiue him,</l>
      <l n="2971">And see him safe i'th'Tower.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cra">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
      <l n="2972">Stay good my Lords,</l>
      <l n="2973">I haue a little yet to say. Looke there my Lords,</l>
      <l n="2974">By vertue of that Ring, I take my cause</l>
      <l n="2975">Out of the gripes of cruell men, and giue it</l>
      <l n="2976">To a most Noble Iudge, the King my Maister.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-chm">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
      <l n="2977">This is the Kings Ring.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-sur">
      <speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
      <l n="2978">'Tis no counterfeit.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-suf">
      <speaker rend="italic">Suff.</speaker>
      <l n="2979">'Ts the right Ring, by Heau'n: I told ye all,</l>
      <l n="2980">When we first put this dangerous stone a rowling,</l>
      <l n="2981">'Twold fall vpon our selues.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
      <speaker rend="italic">Norf.</speaker>
      <l n="2982">Doe you thinke my Lords</l>
      <l n="2983">The King will suffer but the little finger</l>
      <l n="2984">Of this man to be vex'd<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-chm">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
      <l n="2985">Tis now too certaine;</l>
      <l n="2986">How much more is his Life in value with him<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </l>
      <l n="2987">Would I were fairely out on't.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cro">
      <speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
      <l n="2988">My mind gaue me,</l>
      <l n="2989">In seeking tales and Informations</l>
      <l n="2990">Against this man, whose honesty the Diuell</l>
      <l n="2991">And his Disciples onely enuy at,</l>
      <l n="2992">Ye blew the fire that burnes ye: now haue at ye.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter King frowning on them, takes his Seate.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-h8-grd">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="2993">Dread Soueraigne,</l>
      <l n="2994">How much are we bound to Heauen,</l>
      <l n="2995">In dayly thankes; that gaue vs such a Prince;</l>
      <l n="2996">Not onely good and wise, but most religious:</l>
      <l n="2997">One that in all obedience, makes the Church</l>
      <l n="2998">The cheefe ayme of his Honour, and to strengthen</l>
      <l n="2999">That holy duty out of deare respect,</l>
      <l n="3000">His Royall selfe in Iudgement comes to heare</l>
      <l n="3001">The cause betwixt her, and this great offender.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="3002">You were euer good at sodaine Commendations,</l>
      <l n="3003">Bishop of<hi rend="italic">Winchester</hi>. But know I come not</l>
      <l n="3004">To heare such flattery now, and in my presence</l>
      <l n="3005">They are too thin, and base to hide offences,</l>
      <l n="3006">To me you cannot reach. You play the Spaniell,</l>
      <l n="3007">And thinke with wagging of your tongue to win me:</l>
      <l n="3008">But whatsoere thou tak'st me for; I'm sure</l>
      <l n="3009">Thou hast a cruell Nature and a bloody.</l>
      <l n="3010">Good man sit downe: Now let me see the proudest</l>
      <l n="3011">Hee, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee.</l>
      <l n="3012">By all that's holy, he had better starue,</l>
      <l n="3013">Then but once thinke his place becomes thee not.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-srv">
      <speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
      <l n="3014">May it please your Grace;—</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="3015">No Sir, it doe's not please me,</l>
      <l n="3016">I had thought, I had had men of some vnderstanding,</l>
      <l n="3017">And wisedome of my Councell; but I finde none:</l>
      <l n="3018">Was it discretion Lords, to let this man,</l>
      <l n="3019">This good man (few of you deserue that Title)</l>
      <l n="3020">This honest man, wait like a lowsie Foot‑boy</l>
      <l n="3021">At Chamber dore? and one, as great as you are?</l>
      <l n="3022">Why, what a shame was this? Did my Commission</l>
      <l n="3023">Bid ye so farre forget your selues? I gaue ye</l>
      <l n="3024">Power, as he was a Counsellour to try him,</l>
      <cb n="2"/>
      <l n="3025">Not as a Groome: There's some of ye, I see,</l>
      <l n="3026">More out of Malice then Integrity,</l>
      <l n="3027">Would trye him to the vtmost, had ye meane,</l>
      <l n="3028">Which ye shall neuer haue while I liue.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-chn">
      <speaker rend="italic">Chan.</speaker>
      <l n="3029">Thus farre</l>
      <l n="3030">My most dread Soueraigne, may it like your Grace,</l>
      <l n="3031">To let my tongue excuse all. What was purpos'd</l>
      <l n="3032">Concerning his Imprisonment, was rather</l>
      <l n="3033">(If there be faith in men) meant for his Tryall,</l>
      <l n="3034">And faire purgation to the world then malice,</l>
      <l n="3035">I'm sure in me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="3036">Well, well my Lords respect him,</l>
      <l n="3037">Take him, and vse him well; hee's worthy of it.</l>
      <l n="3038">I will say thus much for him, if a Prince</l>
      <l n="3039">May be beholding to a Subiect; I</l>
      <l n="3040">Am for his loue and seruice, so to him.</l>
      <l n="3041">Make me no more adoe, but all embrace him;</l>
      <l n="3042">Be friends for shame my Lords: My Lord of<hi rend="italic">Canterbury</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="3043">I haue a Suite which you must not deny mee.</l>
      <l n="3044">That is, a faire young Maid that yet wants Baptisme,</l>
      <l n="3045">You must be Godfather, and answere for her.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cra">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
      <l n="3046">The greatest Monarch now aliue may glory</l>
      <l n="3047">In such an honour: how may I deserue it,</l>
      <l n="3048">That am a poore and humble Subiect to you?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <p n="3049">Come, come my Lord, you'd spare your spoones;
      <lb n="3050"/>You shall haue two noble Partners with you: the old
      <lb n="3051"/>Duchesse of<hi rend="italic">Norfolke</hi>, and Lady Marquesse<hi rend="italic">Dorset</hi>? will
      <lb n="3052"/>these please you?</p>
      <l n="3053">Once more my Lord of<hi rend="italic">Winchester</hi>, I charge you</l>
      <l n="3054">Embrace, and loue this man.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-grd">
      <speaker rend="italic">Gard.</speaker>
      <l n="3055">With a true heart,</l>
      <l n="3056">And Brother; loue I doe it.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cra">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cran.</speaker>
      <l n="3057">And let Heauen</l>
      <l n="3058">Witnesse how deare, I hold this Confirmation.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="3059">Good Man, those ioyfull teares shew thy true
      <lb rend="turnover"/>
         <pc rend="turnover">(</pc>hearts,</l>
      <l n="3060">The common voyce I see is verified</l>
      <l n="3061">Of thee, which sayes thus: Doe my Lord of<hi rend="italic">Canterbury</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="3062">A shrewd turne, and hee's your friend for euer:</l>
      <l n="3063">Come Lords, we trifle time away: I long</l>
      <l n="3064">To haue this young one made a Christian.</l>
      <l n="3065">As I haue made ye one Lords, one remaine:</l>
      <l n="3066">So I grow stronger, you more Honour gaine.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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