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The Life of King Henry the Eight. And giue your hearts to; when they once perceiue The least rub in your fortunes, fall away Like water from ye, neuer found againe
[925]
But where they meane to sinke ye: all good people Pray for me, I must now forsake ye; the last houre Of my long weary life is come vpon me: Farewell; and when you would say somthing that is sad, Speake how I fell.
[930]
I haue done; and God forgiue me.
Exeunt Duke and Traine. 1. O, this is full of pitty; Sir, it cals I feare, too many curses on their heads That were the Authors. 2. If the Duke be guiltlesse,
[935]
'Tis full of woe: yet I can giue you inckling Of an ensuing euill, if it fall, Greater then this.
1. Good Angels keepe it from vs: What may it be? you doe not doubt my faith Sir? 2.
[940]
This Secret is so weighty, 'twill require A strong faith to conceale it.
1: Let me haue it: I doe not talke much. 2. I am confident;
[945]
You shall Sir: Did you not of late dayes heare A buzzing of a Separation Betweene the King and Katherine?
1. Yes, but it held not; For when the King once heard it, out of anger
[950]
He sent command to the Lord Mayor straight To stop the rumor; and allay those tongues That durst disperse it.
2. But that slander Sir, Is found a truth now: for it growes agen
[955]
Fresher then e're it was; and held for certaine The King will venture at it. Either the Cardinall, Or some about him neere, haue out of malice To the good Queene, possest him with a scruple That will vndoe her: To confirme this too,
[960]
Cardinall Campeius is arriu'd, and lately, As all thinke for this busines.
1. Tis the Cardinall; And meerely to reuenge him on the Emperour, For not bestowing on him at his asking,
[965]
The Archbishopricke of Toledo, this is purpos'd.
2. I thinke You haue hit the marke; but is't not cruell, That she should feele the smart of this: the Cardinall Will haue his will, and she must fall. 1.
[970]
'Tis wofull. Wee are too open heere to argue this: Let's thinke in priuate more.
Exeunt.
Scena Secunda. [Act 2, Scene 2] Enter Lord Chamberlaine, reading this Letter.

MY Lord, the Horses your Lordship sent for, with all the

care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and furnish'd.

[975]

They were young and handsome, and of the best breed in the

North. When they were ready to set out for London, a man

of my Lord Cardinalls, by Commission, and maine power tooke

'em from me, with this reason: his maister would bee seru'd be­

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fore a Subiect, if not before the King, which stop'd our mouthes

[980]

Sir.

I feare he will indeede; well, let him haue them; hee

will haue all I thinke.

Enter to the Lord Chamberlaine, the Dukes of Nor­ folke and Suffolke. Norf. Well met my Lord Chamberlaine. Cham. Good day to both your Graces. Suff.
[985]
How is the King imployd?
Cham. I left him priuate, Full of sad thoughts and troubles. Norf. What's the cause? Cham. It seemes the Marriage with his Brothers Wife
[990]
Ha's crept too neere his Conscience.
Suff. No, his Conscience Ha's crept too neere another Ladie. Norf. Tis so; This is the Cardinals doing; The King‑Cardinall,
[995]
That blinde Priest, like the eldest Sonne of Fortune, Turnes what he list. The King will know him one day.
Suff. Pray God he doe, Hee'l neuer know himselfe else. Norf. How holily he workes in all his businesse,
[1000]
And with what zeale? For now he has crackt the League Between vs & the Emperor (the Queens great Nephew) He diues into the Kings Soule, and there scatters Dangers, doubts, wringing of the Conscience, Feares, and despaires, and all these for his Marriage.
[1005]
And out of all these, to restore the King, He counsels a Diuorce, a losse of her That like a Iewell, ha's hung twenty yeares About his necke, yet neuer lost her lustre; Of her that loues him with that excellence,
[1010]
That Angels loue good men with:; Euen of her, That when the greatest stroake of Fortune falls Will blesse the King: and is not this course pious?
Cham. Heauen keep me from such councel: tis most true These newes are euery where, euery tongue speaks 'em,
[1015]
And euery true heart weepes for't. All that dare Looke into these affaires, see this maine end, The French Kings Sister. Heauen will one day open The Kings eyes, that so long haue slept vpon This bold bad man.
Suff.
[1020]
And free vs from his slauery.
Norf. We had need pray, And heartily, for our deliuerance; Or this imperious man will worke vs all From Princes into Pages: all mens honours
[1025]
Lie like one lumpe before him, to be fashion'd Into what pitch he please.
Suff. For me, my Lords, I loue him not, nor feare him, there's my Creede: As I am made without him, so Ile stand,
[1030]
If the King please: his Curses and his blessings Touch me alike: th'are breath I not beleeue in. I knew him, and I know him: so I leaue him To him that made him proud; the Pope.
Norf. Let's in;
[1035]
And with some other busines, put the King From these sad thoughts, that work too much vpon him: My Lord, youle beare vs company?
Cham. Excuse me, The King ha's sent me otherwhere: Besides
[1040]
You'l finde a most vnfit time to disturbe him: Health to your Lordships.
v Nor.

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Scena Secunda. [Act 2, Scene 2] Enter Lord Chamberlaine, reading this Letter.

MY Lord, the Horses your Lordship sent for, with all the

care I had, I saw well chosen, ridden, and furnish'd.

[975]

They were young and handsome, and of the best breed in the

North. When they were ready to set out for London, a man

of my Lord Cardinalls, by Commission, and maine power tooke

'em from me, with this reason: his maister would bee seru'd be­

fore a Subiect, if not before the King, which stop'd our mouthes

[980]

Sir.

I feare he will indeede; well, let him haue them; hee

will haue all I thinke.

Enter to the Lord Chamberlaine, the Dukes of Nor­ folke and Suffolke. Norf. Well met my Lord Chamberlaine. Cham. Good day to both your Graces. Suff.
[985]
How is the King imployd?
Cham. I left him priuate, Full of sad thoughts and troubles. Norf. What's the cause? Cham. It seemes the Marriage with his Brothers Wife
[990]
Ha's crept too neere his Conscience.
Suff. No, his Conscience Ha's crept too neere another Ladie. Norf. Tis so; This is the Cardinals doing; The King‑Cardinall,
[995]
That blinde Priest, like the eldest Sonne of Fortune, Turnes what he list. The King will know him one day.
Suff. Pray God he doe, Hee'l neuer know himselfe else. Norf. How holily he workes in all his businesse,
[1000]
And with what zeale? For now he has crackt the League Between vs & the Emperor (the Queens great Nephew) He diues into the Kings Soule, and there scatters Dangers, doubts, wringing of the Conscience, Feares, and despaires, and all these for his Marriage.
[1005]
And out of all these, to restore the King, He counsels a Diuorce, a losse of her That like a Iewell, ha's hung twenty yeares About his necke, yet neuer lost her lustre; Of her that loues him with that excellence,
[1010]
That Angels loue good men with:; Euen of her, That when the greatest stroake of Fortune falls Will blesse the King: and is not this course pious?
Cham. Heauen keep me from such councel: tis most true These newes are euery where, euery tongue speaks 'em,
[1015]
And euery true heart weepes for't. All that dare Looke into these affaires, see this maine end, The French Kings Sister. Heauen will one day open The Kings eyes, that so long haue slept vpon This bold bad man.
Suff.
[1020]
And free vs from his slauery.
Norf. We had need pray, And heartily, for our deliuerance; Or this imperious man will worke vs all From Princes into Pages: all mens honours
[1025]
Lie like one lumpe before him, to be fashion'd Into what pitch he please.
Suff. For me, my Lords, I loue him not, nor feare him, there's my Creede: As I am made without him, so Ile stand,
[1030]
If the King please: his Curses and his blessings Touch me alike: th'are breath I not beleeue in. I knew him, and I know him: so I leaue him To him that made him proud; the Pope.
Norf. Let's in;
[1035]
And with some other busines, put the King From these sad thoughts, that work too much vpon him: My Lord, youle beare vs company?
Cham. Excuse me, The King ha's sent me otherwhere: Besides
[1040]
You'l finde a most vnfit time to disturbe him: Health to your Lordships.
Norfolke. Thankes my good Lord Chamberlaine. Exit Lord Chamberlaine, and the King drawes the Curtaine and sits reading pensiuely. Suff. How sad he lookes; sure he is much afflicted. Kin. Who's there? Ha? Norff.
[1045]
Pray God he be not angry.
Kin. Who's there I say? How dare you thrust your (selues Into my priuate Meditations? Who am I? Ha? Norff. A gracious King, that pardons all offences
[1050]
Malice ne're meant: Our breach of Duty this way, Is businesse of Estate; in which, we come To know your Royall pleasure.
Kin. Ye are too bold: Go too; Ile make ye know your times of businesse:
[1055]
Is this an howre for temporall affaires? Ha ? Enter Wolsey and Campeius with a Commission. Who's there? my good Lord Cardinall? O my Wolsey, The quiet of my wounded Conscience; Thou art a cure fit for a King; you'r welcome Most learned Reuerend Sir, into our Kingdome,
[1060]
Vse vs, and it: My good Lord, haue great care, I be not found a Talker.
Wol. Sir, you cannot; I would your Grace would giue vs but an houre Of priuate conference. Kin.
[1065]
We are busie; goe.
Norff. This Priest ha's no pride in him? Suff. Not to speake of: I would not be so sicke though for his place: But this cannot continue. Norff.
[1070]
If it doe, Ile venture one; haue at him.
Suff. I another. Exeunt Norfolke and Suffolke. Wol. Your Grace ha's giuen a President of wisedome Aboue all Princes, in committing freely Your scruple to the voyce of Christendome:
[1075]
Who can be angry now? What Enuy reach you ? The Spaniard tide by blood and fauour to her, Must now confesse, if they haue any goodnesse, The Tryall, iust and Noble. All the Clerkes, (I meane the learned ones in Christian Kingdomes)
[1080]
Haue their free voyces. Rome (the Nurse of Iudgement) Inuited by your Noble selfe, hath sent One generall Tongue vnto vs. This good man, This iust and learned Priest, Cardnall Campeius, Whom once more, I present vnto your Highnesse.
Kin.
[1085]
And once more in mine armes I bid him welcome, And thanke the holy Conclaue for their loues, They haue sent me such a Man, I would haue wish'd for.
Cam. Your Grace must needs deserue all strangers loues, You are so Noble: To your Highnesse hand
[1090]
I tender my Commission; by whose vertue, The Court of Rome commanding. You my Lord Cardinall of Yorke, are ioyned with me their Seruant, In the vnpartiall iudging of this Businesse.
Kin. Two equall men: The Queene shall be acquain­ (ted
[1095]
Forthwith for what you come. Where's Gardiner?
Wol. I know your Maiesty, ha's alwayes lou'd her So deare in heart, not to deny her that A Woman of lesse Place might aske by Law; Schollers allow'd freely to argue for her. Kin.
[1100]
I, and the best she shall haue; and my fauour To him that does best, God forbid els: Cardinall, Prethee call Gardiner to me, my new Secretary. I find him a fit fellow.
Enter Gardiner. Wol. Giue me your hand: much ioy & fauour to you;
[1105]
You are the Kings now.
Card. But to be commanded For euer by your Grace, whose hand ha's rais'd me. Kin. Come hither Gardiner. Walkes and whispers. Camp. My Lord of Yorke, was not one Doctor Pace
[1110]
In this mans place before him?
Wol. Yes, he was. Camp. Was he not held a learned man ? Wol. Yes surely. Camp. Beleeue me, there's an ill opinion spread then,
[1115]
Euen of your selfe Lord Cardinall.
Wol. How? of me? Camp They will not sticke to say, you enuide him; And fearing he would rise (he was so vertuous) Kept him a forraigne man still, which so greeu'd him,
[1120]
That he ran mad, and dide.
Wol. Heau'ns peace be with him: That's Christian care enough: for liuing Murmurers, There's places of rebuke. He was a Foole; For he would needs be vertuous. That good Fellow,
[1125]
If I command him followes my appointment, I will haue none so neere els. Learne this Brother, We liue not to be griped by meaner persons.
Kin. Deliuer this with modesty to th'Queene. Exit Gardiner. The most conuenient place, that I can thinke of
[1130]
For such receipt of Learning, is Black‑Fryers: There ye shall meete about this waighty busines. My Wolsey, see it furnish'd, O my Lord, Would it not grieue an able man to leaue So sweet a Bedfellow? But Conscience, Conscience;
[1135]
O 'tis a tender place, and I must leaue her.
Exeunt.
 

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      <l n="997">Pray God he doe,</l>
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      <l n="1005">And out of all these, to restore the King,</l>
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      <l n="1007">That like a Iewell, ha's hung twenty yeares</l>
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      <l n="1009">Of her that loues him with that excellence,</l>
      <l n="1010">That Angels loue good men with:; Euen of her,</l>
      <l n="1011">That when the greatest stroake of Fortune falls</l>
      <l n="1012">Will blesse the King: and is not this course pious?</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
      <l n="1013">Heauen keep me from such councel: tis most true</l>
      <l n="1014">These newes are euery where, euery tongue speaks 'em,</l>
      <l n="1015">And euery true heart weepes for't. All that dare</l>
      <l n="1016">Looke into these affaires, see this maine end,</l>
      <l n="1017">The French Kings Sister. Heauen will one day open</l>
      <l n="1018">The Kings eyes, that so long haue slept vpon</l>
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      <l n="1020">And free vs from his slauery.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Norf.</speaker>
      <l n="1021">We had need pray,</l>
      <l n="1022">And heartily, for our deliuerance;</l>
      <l n="1023">Or this imperious man will worke vs all</l>
      <l n="1024">From Princes into Pages: all mens honours</l>
      <l n="1025">Lie like one lumpe before him, to be fashion'd</l>
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      <l n="1027">For me, my Lords,</l>
      <l n="1028">I loue him not, nor feare him, there's my Creede:</l>
      <l n="1029">As I am made without him, so Ile stand,</l>
      <l n="1030">If the King please: his Curses and his blessings</l>
      <l n="1031">Touch me alike: th'are breath I not beleeue in.</l>
      <l n="1032">I knew him, and I know him: so I leaue him</l>
      <l n="1033">To him that made him proud; the Pope.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Norf.</speaker>
      <l n="1034">Let's in;</l>
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      <l n="1037">My Lord, youle beare vs company?</l>
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      <l n="1038">Excuse me,</l>
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      <l n="1040">You'l finde a most vnfit time to disturbe him:</l>
      <l n="1041">Health to your Lordships.</l>
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      <l n="1044">Who's there? Ha?</l>
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      <l n="1045">Pray God he be not angry.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Norff.</speaker>
      <l n="1049">A gracious King, that pardons all offences</l>
      <l n="1050">Malice ne're meant: Our breach of Duty this way,</l>
      <l n="1051">Is businesse of Estate; in which, we come</l>
      <l n="1052">To know your Royall pleasure.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="1053">Ye are too bold:</l>
      <l n="1054">Go too; Ile make ye know your times of businesse:</l>
      <l n="1055">Is this an howre for temporall affaires? Ha<c rend="italic">?</c>
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      <l n="1056">Who's there? my good Lord Cardinall? O my<hi rend="italic">Wolsey</hi>,</l>
      <l n="1057">The quiet of my wounded Conscience;</l>
      <l n="1058">Thou art a cure fit for a King; you'r welcome</l>
      <l n="1059">Most learned Reuerend Sir, into our Kingdome,</l>
      <l n="1060">Vse vs, and it: My good Lord, haue great care,</l>
      <l n="1061">I be not found a Talker.</l>
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      <speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
      <l n="1062">Sir, you cannot;</l>
      <l n="1063">I would your Grace would giue vs but an houre</l>
      <l n="1064">Of priuate conference.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="1065">We are busie; goe.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
      <speaker rend="italic">Norff.</speaker>
      <l n="1066">This Priest ha's no pride in him?</l>
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   <sp who="#F-h8-suf">
      <speaker rend="italic">Suff.</speaker>
      <l n="1067">Not to speake of:</l>
      <l n="1068">I would not be so sicke though for his place:</l>
      <l n="1069">But this cannot continue.</l>
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   <sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
      <speaker rend="italic">Norff.</speaker>
      <l n="1070">If it doe, Ile venture one; haue at him.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-suf">
      <speaker rend="italic">Suff.</speaker>
      <l n="1071">I another.</l>
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   <stage rend="italic center" type="exit">Exeunt Norfolke and Suffolke.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-h8-wol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
      <l n="1072">Your Grace ha's giuen a President of wisedome</l>
      <l n="1073">Aboue all Princes, in committing freely</l>
      <l n="1074">Your scruple to the voyce of Christendome:</l>
      <l n="1075">Who can be angry now? What Enuy reach you<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </l>
      <l n="1076">The Spaniard tide by blood and fauour to her,</l>
      <l n="1077">Must now confesse, if they haue any goodnesse,</l>
      <l n="1078">The Tryall, iust and Noble. All the Clerkes,</l>
      <l n="1079">(I meane the learned ones in Christian Kingdomes)</l>
      <l n="1080">Haue their free voyces. Rome (the Nurse of Iudgement)</l>
      <l n="1081">Inuited by your Noble selfe, hath sent</l>
      <l n="1082">One generall Tongue vnto vs. This good man,</l>
      <l n="1083">This iust and learned Priest, Cardnall<hi rend="italic">Campeius</hi>,</l>
      <l n="1084">Whom once more, I present vnto your Highnesse.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="1085">And once more in mine armes I bid him welcome,</l>
      <l n="1086">And thanke the holy Conclaue for their loues,</l>
      <l n="1087">They haue sent me such a Man, I would haue wish'd for.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cam">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cam.</speaker>
      <l n="1088">Your Grace must needs deserue all strangers loues,</l>
      <l n="1089">You are so Noble: To your Highnesse hand</l>
      <l n="1090">I tender my Commission; by whose vertue,</l>
      <l n="1091">The Court of Rome commanding. You my Lord</l>
      <l n="1092">Cardinall of<hi rend="italic">Yorke</hi>, are ioyned with me their Seruant,</l>
      <l n="1093">In the vnpartiall iudging of this Businesse.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="1094">Two equall men: The Queene shall be acquain­
      <lb rend="turnover"/>
         <pc rend="turnover">(</pc>ted</l>
      <l n="1095">Forthwith for what you come. Where's<hi rend="italic">Gardiner</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-wol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
      <l n="1096">I know your Maiesty, ha's alwayes lou'd her</l>
      <l n="1097">So deare in heart, not to deny her that</l>
      <l n="1098">A Woman of lesse Place might aske by Law;</l>
      <l n="1099">Schollers allow'd freely to argue for her.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="1100">I, and the best she shall haue; and my fauour</l>
      <l n="1101">To him that does best, God forbid els: Cardinall,</l>
      <l n="1102">Prethee call<hi rend="italic">Gardiner</hi>to me, my new Secretary.</l>
      <l n="1103">I find him a fit fellow.</l>
   </sp>
   <cb n="2"/>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Gardiner.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-h8-wol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
      <l n="1104">Giue me your hand: much ioy &amp; fauour to you;</l>
      <l n="1105">You are the Kings now.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-wol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
      <l n="1106">But to be commanded</l>
      <l n="1107">For euer by your Grace, whose hand ha's rais'd me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="1108">Come hither<hi rend="italic">Gardiner</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic center" type="business">Walkes and whispers.</stage>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cam">
      <speaker rend="italic">Camp.</speaker>
      <l n="1109">My Lord of<hi rend="italic">Yorke</hi>, was not one Doctor<hi rend="italic">Pace</hi>
      </l>
      <l n="1110">In this mans place before him?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-wol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
      <l n="1111">Yes, he was.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cam">
      <speaker rend="italic">Camp.</speaker>
      <l n="1112">Was he not held a learned man<c rend="italic">?</c>
      </l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-wol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
      <l n="1113">Yes surely.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cam">
      <speaker rend="italic">Camp.</speaker>
      <l n="1114">Beleeue me, there's an ill opinion spread then,</l>
      <l n="1115">Euen of your selfe Lord Cardinall.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-wol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
      <l n="1116">How? of me?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-cam">
      <speaker rend="italic">Camp</speaker>
      <l n="1117">They will not sticke to say, you enuide him;</l>
      <l n="1118">And fearing he would rise (he was so vertuous)</l>
      <l n="1119">Kept him a forraigne man still, which so greeu'd him,</l>
      <l n="1120">That he ran mad, and dide.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-wol">
      <speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
      <l n="1121">Heau'ns peace be with him:</l>
      <l n="1122">That's Christian care enough: for liuing Murmurers,</l>
      <l n="1123">There's places of rebuke. He was a Foole;</l>
      <l n="1124">For he would needs be vertuous. That good Fellow,</l>
      <l n="1125">If I command him followes my appointment,</l>
      <l n="1126">I will haue none so neere els. Learne this Brother,</l>
      <l n="1127">We liue not to be griped by meaner persons.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
      <speaker rend="italic">Kin.</speaker>
      <l n="1128">Deliuer this with modesty to th'Queene.</l>
      <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit Gardiner.</stage>
      <l n="1129">The most conuenient place, that I can thinke of</l>
      <l n="1130">For such receipt of Learning, is Black‑Fryers:</l>
      <l n="1131">There ye shall meete about this waighty busines.</l>
      <l n="1132">My<hi rend="italic">Wolsey</hi>, see it furnish'd, O my Lord,</l>
      <l n="1133">Would it not grieue an able man to leaue</l>
      <l n="1134">So sweet a Bedfellow? But Conscience, Conscience;</l>
      <l n="1135">O 'tis a tender place, and I must leaue her.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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