Anne Bullen.
Campeius,
Cranmer?
Katherineno more
Arthur.
Cranmer's
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<head rend="italic center">Scena Secunda.</head>
<head type="supplied">[Act 3, Scene 2]</head>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter the Duke of Norfolke, Duke of Suffolke, Lord Surrey,
<lb/>and Lord Chamberlaine.</stage>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Norf.</speaker>
<l n="1725">If you will now vnite in your Complaints,</l>
<l n="1726">And force them with a Constancy, the Cardinall</l>
<l n="1727">Cannot stand vnder them. If you omit</l>
<l n="1728">The offer of this time, I cannot promise,</l>
<l n="1729">But that you shall sustaine moe new disgraces,</l>
<l n="1730">With these you beare alreadie.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1731">I am ioyfull</l>
<l n="1732">To meete the least occasion, that may giue me</l>
<l n="1733">Remembrance of my Father‑in‑Law, the Duke,</l>
<l n="1734">To be reueng'd on him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1735">Which of the Peeres</l>
<l n="1736">Haue vncontemn'd gone by him, or at least</l>
<l n="1737">Strangely neglected<c rend="italic">?</c>When did he regard</l>
<l n="1738">The stampe of Noblenesse in any person</l>
<l n="1739">Out of himselfe?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chm">
<speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
<l n="1740">My Lords, you speake your pleasures:</l>
<l n="1741">What he deserues of you and me, I know:</l>
<l n="1742">What we can do to him (though now the time</l>
<l n="1743">Giues way to vs) I much feare. If you cannot</l>
<l n="1744">Barre his accesse to'th'King, neuer attempt</l>
<l n="1745">Any thing on him: for he hath a Witchcraft</l>
<l n="1746">Ouer the King in's Tongue.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1747">O feare him not,</l>
<l n="1748">His spell in that is out: the King hath found</l>
<l n="1749">Matter against him, that for euer marres</l>
<l n="1750">The Hony of his Language. No, he's setled</l>
<l n="1751">(Not to come off) in his displeasure.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1752">Sir,</l>
<l n="1753">I should be glad to heare such Newes as this</l>
<l n="1754">Once euery houre.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1755">Beleeue it, this is true.</l>
<l n="1756">In the Diuorce, his contrarie proceedings</l>
<l n="1757">Are all vnfolded: wherein he appeares,</l>
<l n="1758">As I would wish mine Enemy.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1759">How came</l>
<l n="1760">His practises to light?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1761">Most strangely.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1762">O how? how?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1763">The Cardinals Letters to the Pope miscarried,</l>
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<l n="1764">And came to th'eye o'th'King, wherein was read</l>
<l n="1765">How that the Cardinall did intreat his Holinesse</l>
<l n="1766">To stay the Iudgement o'th'Diuorce; for if</l>
<l n="1767">It did take place, I do (quoth he) perceiue</l>
<l n="1768">My King is tangled in affection, to</l>
<l n="1769">A Creature of the Queenes, Lady<hi rend="italic">Anne Bullen</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1770">Ha's the King this?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1771">Beleeue it.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1772">Will this worke?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chm">
<speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
<l n="1773">The King in this perceiues him, how he coasts</l>
<l n="1774">And hedges his owne way. But in this point,</l>
<l n="1775">All his trickes founder, and he brings his Physicke</l>
<l n="1776">After his Patients death; the King already</l>
<l n="1777">Hath married the faire Lady.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1778">Would he had.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1779">May you be happy in your wish my Lord,</l>
<l n="1780">For I professe you haue it.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1781">Now all my ioy</l>
<l n="1782">Trace the Coniunction.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1783">My Amen too't.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1784">All mens.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1785">There's order giuen for her Coronation:</l>
<l n="1786">Marry this is yet but yong, and may be left</l>
<l n="1787">To some eares vnrecounted. But my Lords</l>
<l n="1788">She is a gallant Creature, and compleate</l>
<l n="1789">In minde and feature. I perswade me, from her</l>
<l n="1790">Will fall some blessing to this Land, which shall</l>
<l n="1791">In it be memoriz'd.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1792">But will the King</l>
<l n="1793">Digest this Letter of the Cardinals?</l>
<l n="1794">The Lord forbid.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1795">Marry Amen.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1796">No, no:</l>
<l n="1797">There be moe Waspes that buz about his Nose,</l>
<l n="1798">Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinall<hi rend="italic">Campeius</hi>,</l>
<l n="1799">Is stolne away to Rome, hath 'tane no leaue,</l>
<l n="1800">Ha's left the cause o'th'King vnhandled, and</l>
<l n="1801">Is posted as the Agent of our Cardinall,</l>
<l n="1802">To second all his plot. I do assure you,</l>
<l n="1803">The King cry'de Ha, at this.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chm">
<speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
<l n="1804">Now God incense him,</l>
<l n="1805">And let him cry Ha, lowder.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Norf.</speaker>
<l n="1806">But my Lord</l>
<l n="1807">When returnes<hi rend="italic">Cranmer</hi>?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1808">He is return'd in his Opinions, which</l>
<l n="1809">Haue satisfied the King for his Diuorce,</l>
<l n="1810">Together with all famous Colledges</l>
<l n="1811">Almost in Christendome: shortly (I beleeue)</l>
<l n="1812">His second Marriage shall be publishd, and</l>
<l n="1813">Her Coronation.<hi rend="italic">Katherine</hi>no more</l>
<l n="1814">Shall be call'd Queene, but Princesse Dowager,</l>
<l n="1815">And Widdow to Prince<hi rend="italic">Arthur</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1816">This same<hi rend="italic">Cranmer</hi>'s</l>
<l n="1817">A worthy Fellow, and hath tane much paine</l>
<l n="1818">In the Kings businesse.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1819">He has, and we shall see him</l>
<l n="1820">For it, an Arch‑byshop.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1821">So I heare.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1822">'Tis so.</l>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Wolsey and Cromwell.</stage>
<l n="1823">The Cardinall.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1824">Obserue, obserue, hee's moody.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1825">The Packet Cromwell,</l>
<l n="1826">Gau't you the King?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="1827">To his owne hand, in's Bed‑chamber.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="1828">Look'd he o'th'inside of the Paper?</l>
</sp>
<cb n="2"/>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="1829">Presently</l>
<l n="1830">He did vnseale them; and the first he view'd,</l>
<l n="1831">He did it with a Serious minde: a heede</l>
<l n="1832">Was in his countenance. You he bad</l>
<l n="1833">Attend him heere this Morning.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="1834">Is he ready to come abroad<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="1835">I thinke by this he is.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="1836">Leaue me a while.</l>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exit Cromwell.</stage>
<l n="1837">It shall be to the Dutches of Alanson,</l>
<l n="1838">The French Kings Sister; He shall marry her.</l>
<l n="1839">
<hi rend="italic">Anne Bullen</hi>? No: Ile no<hi rend="italic">Anne Bullens</hi>for him,</l>
<l n="1840">There's more in't then faire Visage.<hi rend="italic">Bullen</hi>?</l>
<l n="1841">No, wee'l no<hi rend="italic">Bullens:</hi>Speedily I wish</l>
<l n="1842">To heare from Rome. The Marchionesse of Penbroke?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1843">He's discontented.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1844">Maybe he heares the King</l>
<l n="1845">Does whet his Anger to him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1846">Sharpe enough,</l>
<l n="1847">Lord for thy Iustice.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1848">The late Queenes Gentlewoman?</l>
<l n="1849">A Knights Daughter</l>
<l n="1850">To be her Mistris Mistris? The Queenes, Queene?</l>
<l n="1851">This Candle burnes not cleere, 'tis I must snuffe it,</l>
<l n="1852">Then out it goes. What though I know her vertuous</l>
<l n="1853">And well deseruing? yet I know her for</l>
<l n="1854">A spleeny Lutheran, and not wholsome to</l>
<l n="1855">Our cause, that she should lye i'th'bosome of</l>
<l n="1856">Our hard rul'd King. Againe, there is sprung vp</l>
<l n="1857">An Heretique, an Arch‑one;<hi rend="italic">Cranmer</hi>, one</l>
<l n="1858">Hath crawl'd into the fauour of the King,</l>
<l n="1859">And is his Oracle.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1860">He is vex'd at something.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter King, reading of a Scedule.</stage>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1861">I would 'twer somthing<choice>
<abbr>y<c rend="superscript">t</c>
</abbr>
<expan>that</expan>
</choice>would fret the string,</l>
<l n="1862">The Master‑cord on's heart.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="1863">The King, the King.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1864">What piles of wealth hath he accumulated</l>
<l n="1865">To his owne portion? And what expence by'th'houre</l>
<l n="1866">Seemes to flow from him? How, i'th'name of Thrift</l>
<l n="1867">Does he rake this together? Now my Lords,</l>
<l n="1868">Saw you the Cardinall?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1869">My Lord, we haue</l>
<l n="1870">Stood heere obseruing him. Some strange Commotion</l>
<l n="1871">Is in his braine: He bites his lip, and starts,</l>
<l n="1872">Stops on a sodaine, lookes vpon the ground,</l>
<l n="1873">Then layes his finger on his Temple: straight</l>
<l n="1874">Springs out into fast gate, then stops againe,</l>
<l n="1875">Strikes his brest hard, and anon, he casts</l>
<l n="1876">His eye against the Moone: in most strange Postures</l>
<l n="1877">We haue seene him set himselfe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1878">It may well be,</l>
<l n="1879">There is a mutiny in's minde. This morning,</l>
<l n="1880">Papers of State he sent me, to peruse</l>
<l n="1881">As I requir'd: and wot you what I found</l>
<l n="1882">There (on my Conscience put vnwittingly)</l>
<l n="1883">Forsooth an Inuentory, thus importing</l>
<l n="1884">The seuerall parcels of his Plate his Treasure,</l>
<l n="1885">Rich Stuffes and Ornaments of Houshold, which</l>
<l n="1886">I finde at such proud Rate, that it out‑speakes</l>
<l n="1887">Posession of a Subiect.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="1888">It's Heauens will,</l>
<l n="1889">Some Spirit put this paper in the Packet,</l>
<l n="1890">To blesse your eye withall.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1891">If we did thinke</l>
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<cb n="1"/>
<l n="1892">His Contemplation were aboue the earth,</l>
<l n="1893">And fixt on Spirituall obiect, he should still</l>
<l n="1894">Dwell in his Musings, but I am affraid</l>
<l n="1895">His Thinkings are below the Moone, not worth</l>
<l n="1896">His serious considering.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="business">King takes his Seat, whispers Louell, who goes
<lb/>to the Cardinall.</stage>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1897">Heauen forgiue me,</l>
<l n="1898">Euer God blesse your Highnesse.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1899">Good my Lord,</l>
<l n="1900">You are full of Heauenly stuffe, and beare the Inuentory</l>
<l n="1901">Of your best Graces, in your minde; the which</l>
<l n="1902">You were now running o're: you haue scarse time</l>
<l n="1903">To steale from Spirituall leysure, a briefe span</l>
<l n="1904">To keepe your earthly Audit, sure in that</l>
<l n="1905">I deeme you an ill Husband, and am gald</l>
<l n="1906">To haue you therein my Companion.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1907">Sir,</l>
<l n="1908">For Holy Offices I haue a time; a time</l>
<l n="1909">To thinke vpon the part of businesse, which</l>
<l n="1910">I beare i'th'State: and Nature does require</l>
<l n="1911">Her times of preseruation, which perforce</l>
<l n="1912">I her fraile sonne, among'st my Brethren mortall,</l>
<l n="1913">Must giue my tendance to.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1914">You haue said well.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1915">And euer may your Highnesse yoake together,</l>
<l n="1916">(As I will lend you cause) my doing Well,</l>
<l n="1917">With my well saying.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1918">'Tis well said agen,</l>
<l n="1919">And 'tis a kinde of good deede to say well,</l>
<l n="1920">And yet words are no deeds. My Father lou'd you,</l>
<l n="1921">He said he did, and with his deed did Crowne</l>
<l n="1922">His word vpon you. Since I had my Office,</l>
<l n="1923">I haue kept you next my Heart, haue not alone</l>
<l n="1924">Imploy'd you where high Profits might come home,</l>
<l n="1925">But par'd my present Hauings, to bestow</l>
<l n="1926">My Bounties vpon you.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1927">What should this meane?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="1928">The Lord increase this businesse.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1929">Haue I not made you</l>
<l n="1930">The prime man of the State? I pray you tell me,</l>
<l n="1931">If what I now pronounce, you haue found true:</l>
<l n="1932">And if you may confesse it, say withall</l>
<l n="1933">If you are bound to vs, or no. What say you?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1934">My Soueraigne, I confesse your Royall graces</l>
<l n="1935">Showr'd on me daily, haue bene more then could</l>
<l n="1936">My studied purposes requite, which went</l>
<l n="1937">Beyond all mans endeauors. My endeauors,</l>
<l n="1938">Haue euer come too short of my Desires,</l>
<l n="1939">Yet fill'd with my Abilities: Mine owne ends</l>
<l n="1940">Haue beene mine so, that euermore they pointed</l>
<l n="1941">To'th'good of your most Sacred Person, and</l>
<l n="1942">The profit of the State. For your great Graces</l>
<l n="1943">Heap'd vpon me (poore Vndeseruer) I</l>
<l n="1944">Can nothing render but Allegiant thankes,</l>
<l n="1945">My Prayres to heauen for you; my Loyaltie</l>
<l n="1946">Which euer ha's, and euer shall be growing,</l>
<l n="1947">Till death (that Winter) kill it.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1948">Fairely answer'd:</l>
<l n="1949">A Loyall, and obedient Subiect is</l>
<l n="1950">Therein illustrated, the Honor of it</l>
<l n="1951">Does pay the Act of it, as i'th'contrary</l>
<l n="1952">The fowlenesse is the punishment. I presume,</l>
<l n="1953">That as my hand ha's open'd Bounty to you,</l>
<l n="1954">My heart drop'd Loue, my powre rain'd Honor, more</l>
<l n="1955">On you, then any: So your Hand, and Heart,</l>
<cb n="2"/>
<l n="1956">Your Braine, and euery Function of your power,</l>
<l n="1957">Should, notwithstanding that your bond of duty,</l>
<l n="1958">As 'twer in Loues particular, be more</l>
<l n="1959">To me your Friend, then any.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1960">I do professe,</l>
<l n="1961">That for your Highnesse good, I euer labour'd</l>
<l n="1962">More then mine owne: that am, haue, and will be</l>
<l n="1963">(Though all the world should cracke their duty to you,</l>
<l n="1964">And throw it from their Soule, though perils did</l>
<l n="1965">Abound, as thicke as thought could make 'em, and</l>
<l n="1966">Appeare in formes more horrid) yet my Duty,</l>
<l n="1967">As doth a Rocke against the chiding Flood,</l>
<l n="1968">Should the approach of this wilde Riuer breake,</l>
<l n="1969">And stand vnshaken yours.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-hn8">
<speaker rend="italic">King.</speaker>
<l n="1970">'Tis Nobly spoken:</l>
<l n="1971">Take notice Lords, he ha's a Loyall brest,</l>
<l n="1972">For you haue seene him open't. Read o're this,</l>
<l n="1973">And after this, and then to Breakfast with</l>
<l n="1974">What appetite you haue.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic" type="exit">Exit King, frowning vpon the Cardinall, the Nobles
<lb/>throng after him smiling, and whispering.</stage>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="1975">What should this meane?</l>
<l n="1976">What sodaine Anger's this? How haue I reap'd it<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
<l n="1977">He parted Frowning from me, as if Ruine</l>
<l n="1978">Leap'd from his Eyes. So lookes the chafed Lyon</l>
<l n="1979">Vpon the daring Huntsman that has gall'd him:</l>
<l n="1980">Then makes him nothing. I must reade this paper:</l>
<l n="1981">I feare the Story of his Anger. 'Tis so:</l>
<l n="1982">This paper ha's vndone me: 'Tis th'Accompt</l>
<l n="1983">Of all that world of Wealth I haue drawne together</l>
<l n="1984">For mine owne ends, (Indeed to gaine the Popedome,</l>
<l n="1985">And fee my Friends in Rome.) O Negligence!</l>
<l n="1986">Fit for a Foole to fall by: What crosse Diuell</l>
<l n="1987">Made me put this maine Secret in the Packet</l>
<l n="1988">I sent the King? Is there no way to cure this?</l>
<l n="1989">No new deuice to beate this from his Braines?</l>
<l n="1990">I know't will stirre him strongly; yet I know</l>
<l n="1991">A way, if it take right, in spight of Fortune</l>
<l n="1992">Will bring me off againe. What's this?<hi rend="italic">To th'Pope</hi>?</l>
<l n="1993">The Letter (as I liue) with all the Businesse</l>
<l n="1994">I writ too's Holinesse. Nay then, farewell:</l>
<l n="1995">I haue touch'd the highest point of all my Greatnesse,</l>
<l n="1996">And from that full Meridian of my Glory,</l>
<l n="1997">I haste now to my Setting. I shall fall</l>
<l n="1998">Like a bright exhalation in the Euening,</l>
<l n="1999">And no man see me more.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter to Woolsey, the Dukes of Norfolke and Suffolke, the
<lb/>Earle of Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlaine.</stage>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="2000">Heare the Kings pleasure Cardinall,</l>
<l n="2001">Who commands you</l>
<l n="2002">To render vp rhe Great Seale presently</l>
<l n="2003">Into our hands, and to Confine your selfe</l>
<l n="2004">To Asher‑house, my Lord of Winchesters,</l>
<l n="2005">Till you heare further from his Highnesse.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="2006">Stay:</l>
<l n="2007">Where's your Commission<c rend="italic">?</c>Lords, words cannot carrie</l>
<l n="2008">Authority so weighty.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="2009">Who dare crosse 'em,</l>
<l n="2010">Bearing the Kings will from his mouth expressely?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="2011">Till I finde more then will, or words to do it,</l>
<l n="2012">(I meane your malice) know, Officious Lords,</l>
<l n="2013">I dare, and must deny it. Now I feele</l>
<l n="2014">Of what course Mettle ye are molded, Enuy,</l>
<l n="2015">How eagerly ye follow my Disgraces</l>
<pb facs="FFimg:axc0578-0.jpg" n="222"/>
<cb n="1"/>
<l n="2016">As if it fed ye, and how sleeke and wanton</l>
<l n="2017">Ye appeare in euery thing may bring my ruine?</l>
<l n="2018">Follow your enuious courses, men of Malice;</l>
<l n="2019">You haue Christian warrant for 'em, and no doubt</l>
<l n="2020">In time will finde their fit Rewards. That Seale</l>
<l n="2021">You aske with such a Violence, the King</l>
<l n="2022">(Mine, and your Master) with his owne hand, gaue me:</l>
<l n="2023">Bad me enioy it, with the Place, and Honors</l>
<l n="2024">During my life; and to confirme his Goodnesse,</l>
<l n="2025">Ti'de it by Letters Patents. Now, who'll take it?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2026">The King that gaue it.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="2027">It must be himselfe then.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2028">Thou art a proud Traitor, Priest.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="2029">Proud Lord, thou lyest:</l>
<l n="2030">Within these fortie houres, Surrey durst better</l>
<l n="2031">Haue burnt that Tongue, then saide so.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2032">Thy Ambition</l>
<l n="2033">(Thou Scarlet sinne) robb'd this bewailing Land</l>
<l n="2034">Of Noble Buckingham, my Father‑in‑Law,</l>
<l n="2035">The heads of all thy Brother‑Cardinals,</l>
<l n="2036">(With thee, and all thy best parts bound together)</l>
<l n="2037">Weigh'd not a haire of his. Plague of your policie,</l>
<l n="2038">You sent me Deputie for Ireland,</l>
<l n="2039">Farre from his succour; from the King, from all</l>
<l n="2040">That might haue mercie on the fault, thou gau'st him:</l>
<l n="2041">Whil'st your great Goodnesse, out of holy pitty,</l>
<l n="2042">Absolu'd him with an Axe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
<l n="2043">This, and all else</l>
<l n="2044">This talking Lord can lay vpon my credit,</l>
<l n="2045">I answer, is most false. The Duke by Law</l>
<l n="2046">Found his deserts. How innocent I was</l>
<l n="2047">From any priuate malice in his end,</l>
<l n="2048">His Noble Iurie, and foule Cause can witnesse.</l>
<l n="2049">If I lou'd many words, Lord, I should tell you,</l>
<l n="2050">You haue as little Honestie, as Honor,</l>
<l n="2051">That in the way of Loyaltie, and Truth,</l>
<l n="2052">Toward the King, my euer Roiall Master,</l>
<l n="2053">Dare mate a sounder man then Surrie can be,</l>
<l n="2054">And all that loue his follies.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2055">By my Soule,</l>
<l n="2056">Your long Coat (Priest) protects you,</l>
<l n="2057">Thou should'st feele</l>
<l n="2058">My Sword i'th'life blood of thee else. My Lords,</l>
<l n="2059">Can ye endure to heare this Arrogance?</l>
<l n="2060">And from this Fellow? If we liue thus tamely,</l>
<l n="2061">To be thus Iaded by a peece of Scarlet,</l>
<l n="2062">Farewell Nobilitie: let his Grace go forward,</l>
<l n="2063">And dare vs with his Cap, like Larkes.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2064">All Goodnesse</l>
<l n="2065">Is poyson to thy stomacke.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2066">Yes, that goodnesse</l>
<l n="2067">Of gleaning all the Lands wealth into one,</l>
<l n="2068">Into your owne hands (Card'nall) by Extortion:</l>
<l n="2069">The goodnesse of your intercepted Packets</l>
<l n="2070">You writ to'th'Pope, against the King: your goodnesse</l>
<l n="2071">Since you prouoke me, shail be most notorious.</l>
<l n="2072">My Lord of Norfolke, as you are truly Noble,</l>
<l n="2073">As you respect the common good, the State</l>
<l n="2074">Of our despis'd Nobilitie, our Issues,</l>
<l n="2075">(Whom if he liue, will scarse be Gentlemen)</l>
<l n="2076">Produce the grand summe of his sinnes, the Articles</l>
<l n="2077">Collected from his life. Ile startle you</l>
<l n="2078">Worse then the Sacring Bell, when the browne Wench</l>
<l n="2079">Lay kissing in your Armes, Lord Cardinall.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="2080">How much me thinkes, I could despise this man,</l>
<l n="2081">But that I am bound in Charitie against it.</l>
</sp>
<cb n="2"/>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="2082">Those Articles, my Lord, are in the Kings hand:</l>
<l n="2083">But thus much, they are foule ones.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
<l n="2084">So much fairer</l>
<l n="2085">And spotlesse, shall mine Innocence arise,</l>
<l n="2086">When the King knowes my Truth.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2087">This cannot saue you:</l>
<l n="2088">I thanke my Memorie, I yet remember</l>
<l n="2089">Some of these Articles, and out they shall.</l>
<l n="2090">Now, if you can blush, and crie guiltie Cardinall,</l>
<l n="2091">You'l shew a little Honestie.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
<l n="2092">Speake on Sir,</l>
<l n="2093">I dare your worst Obiections: If I blush,</l>
<l n="2094">It is to see a Nobleman want manners.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2095">I had rather want those, then my head;</l>
<l n="2096">Haue at you.</l>
<l n="2097">First, that without the Kings assent or knowledge,</l>
<l n="2098">You wrought to be a Legate, by which power</l>
<l n="2099">You maim'd the Iurisdiction of all Bishops.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="2100">Then, That in all you writ to Rome, or else</l>
<l n="2101">To Forraigne Princes,<hi rend="italic">Ego & Rex meus</hi>
</l>
<l n="2102">Was still inscrib'd: in which you brought the King</l>
<l n="2103">To be your Seruant.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="2104">Then, that without the knowledge</l>
<l n="2105">Either of King or Councell, when you went</l>
<l n="2106">Ambassador to the Emperor, you made bold</l>
<l n="2107">To carry into Flanders, the Great Seale.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2108">Item, You sent a large Commission</l>
<l n="2109">To<hi rend="italic">Gregory de Cassado</hi>, to conclude</l>
<l n="2110">Without the Kings will, or the States allowance,</l>
<l n="2111">A League betweene his Highnesse, and<hi rend="italic">Ferrara</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="2112">That out of meere Ambition, you haue caus'd</l>
<l n="2113">Your holy‑Hat to be stampt on the Kings Coine.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2114">Then, That you haue sent inumerable substance,</l>
<l n="2115">(By what meanes got, I leaue to your owne conscience)</l>
<l n="2116">To furnish Rome, and to prepare the wayes</l>
<l n="2117">You haue for Dignities, to the meere vndooing</l>
<l n="2118">Of all the Kingdome. Many more there are,</l>
<l n="2119">Which since they are of you, and odious,</l>
<l n="2120">I will not taint my mouth with.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-chm">
<speaker rend="italic">Cham.</speaker>
<l n="2121">O my Lord,</l>
<l n="2122">Presse not a falling man too farre: 'tis Vertue:</l>
<l n="2123">His faults lye open to the Lawes, let them</l>
<l n="2124">(Not you) correct him. My heart weepes to see him</l>
<l n="2125">So little, of his great Selfe.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-sur">
<speaker rend="italic">Sur.</speaker>
<l n="2126">I forgiue him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-suf">
<speaker rend="italic">Suf.</speaker>
<l n="2127">Lord Cardinall, the Kings further pleasure is,</l>
<l n="2128">Bccause all those things you haue done of late</l>
<l n="2129">By your power Legatiue within this Kingdome,</l>
<l n="2130">Fall into'th'compasse of a Premunire;</l>
<l n="2131">That therefore such a Writ be sued against you,</l>
<l n="2132">To forfeit all your Goods, Lands, Tenements,</l>
<l n="2133">Castles, and whatsoeuer, and to be</l>
<l n="2134">Out of the Kings protection. This is my Charge.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-nfk">
<speaker rend="italic">Nor.</speaker>
<l n="2135">And so wee'l leaue you to your Meditations</l>
<l n="2136">How to liue better. For your stubborne answer</l>
<l n="2137">About the giuing backe the Great Seale to vs,</l>
<l n="2138">The King shall know it, and (no doubt) shal thanke you.</l>
<l n="2139">So fare you well, my little good Lord Cardinall.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt all but Wolsey.</stage>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Wol.</speaker>
<l n="2140">So farewell, to the little good you beare me.</l>
<l n="2141">Farewell<c rend="italic">?</c>A long farewell to all my Greatnesse.</l>
<l n="2142">This is the state of Man; to day he puts forth</l>
<l n="2143">The tender Leaues of hopes, to morrow Blossomes,</l>
<l n="2144">And beares his blushing Honors thicke vpon him:</l>
<l n="2145">The third day, comes a Frost; a killing Frost,</l>
<l n="2146">And when he thinkes, good easie man, full surely</l>
<pb facs="FFimg:axc0579-0.jpg" n="223"/>
<cb n="1"/>
<l n="2147">His Greatnesse is a ripening, nippes his roote,</l>
<l n="2148">And then he fals as I do. I haue ventur'd</l>
<l n="2149">Like little wanton Boyes that swim on bladders:</l>
<l n="2150">This many Summers in a Sea of Glory,</l>
<l n="2151">But farre beyond my depth: my high‑blowne Pride</l>
<l n="2152">At length broke vnder me, and now ha's left me</l>
<l n="2153">Weary, and old with Seruice, to the mercy</l>
<l n="2154">Of a rude streame, that must for euer hide me.</l>
<l n="2155">Vaine pompe, and glory of this World, I hate ye,</l>
<l n="2156">I feele my heart new open'd. Oh how wretched</l>
<l n="2157">Is that poore man, that hangs on Princes fauours?</l>
<l n="2158">There is betwixt that smile we would aspire too,</l>
<l n="2159">That sweet Aspect of Princes, and their ruine,</l>
<l n="2160">More pangs, and feares then warres, or women haue;</l>
<l n="2161">And when he falles, he falles like Lucifer,</l>
<l n="2162">Neuer to hope againe.</l>
<stage rend="italic center" type="entrance">Enter Cromwell, standing amazed.</stage>
<l n="2163">Why how now<hi rend="italic">Cromwell</hi>?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2164">I haue no power to speake Sir.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Car.</speaker>
<l n="2165">What, amaz'd</l>
<l n="2166">At my misfortunes? Can thy Spirit wonder</l>
<l n="2167">A great man should decline. Nay, and you weep</l>
<l n="2168">I am falne indeed.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2169">How does your Grace.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2170">Why well:</l>
<l n="2171">Neuer so truly happy, my good<hi rend="italic">Cromwell</hi>,</l>
<l n="2172">I know my selfe now, and I feele within me,</l>
<l n="2173">A peace aboue all earthly Dignities,</l>
<l n="2174">A still, and quiet Conscience. The King ha's cur'd me,</l>
<l n="2175">I humbly thanke his Grace: and from these shoulders</l>
<l n="2176">These ruin'd Pillers, out of pitty, taken</l>
<l n="2177">A loade, would sinke a Nauy, (too much Honor.)</l>
<l n="2178">O 'tis a burden<hi rend="italic">Cromwel</hi>, 'tis a burden</l>
<l n="2179">Too heauy for a man, that hopes for Heauen.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2180">I am glad your Grace,</l>
<l n="2181">Ha's made that right vse of it.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2182">I hope I haue:</l>
<l n="2183">I am able now (me thinkes)</l>
<l n="2184">(Out of a Fortitude of Soule, I feele)</l>
<l n="2185">To endure more Miseries, and greater farre</l>
<l n="2186">Then my Weake‑hearted Enemies, dare offer.</l>
<l n="2187">What Newes abroad<c rend="italic">?</c>
</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2188">The heauiest, and the worst,</l>
<l n="2189">Is your displeasure with the King.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2190">God blesse him.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2191">The next is, that Sir<hi rend="italic">Thomas Moore</hi>is chosen</l>
<l n="2192">Lord Chancellor, in your place.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2193">That's somewhat sodain.</l>
<l n="2194">But he's a Learned man. May he continue</l>
<l n="2195">Long in his Highnesse fauour, and do Iustice</l>
<l n="2196">For Truths‑sake, and his Conscience; that his bones,</l>
<l n="2197">When he ha's run his course, and sleepes in Blessings,</l>
<l n="2198">May haue a Tombe of Orphants teares wept on him.</l>
<l n="2199">What more?</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2200">That<hi rend="italic">Cranmer</hi>is return'd with welcome;</l>
<l n="2201">Install'd Lord Arch‑byshop of Canterbury.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2202">That's Newes indeed.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2203">Last, that the Lady<hi rend="italic">Anne</hi>,</l>
<l n="2204">Whom the King hath in secrecie long married,</l>
<l n="2205">This day was view'd in open, as his Queene,</l>
<l n="2206">Going to Chappell: and the voyce is now</l>
<l n="2207">Onely about her Corronation.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2208">There was the waight that pull'd me downe,</l>
<l n="2209">O<hi rend="italic">Cromwell</hi>,</l>
<l n="2210">The King ha's gone beyond me: All my Glories</l>
<l n="2211">In that one woman, I haue lost for euer.</l>
<cb n="2"/>
<l n="2212">No Sun, shall euer vsher forth mine Honors,</l>
<l n="2213">Or gilde againe the Noble Troopes that waighted</l>
<l n="2214">Vpon my smiles. Go get thee from me<hi rend="italic">Cromwel</hi>,</l>
<l n="2215">I am a poore falne man, vnworthy now</l>
<l n="2216">To be thy Lord, and Master. Seeke the King</l>
<l n="2217">(That Sun, I pray may neuer set) I haue told him,</l>
<l n="2218">What, and how true thou art; he will aduance thee:</l>
<l n="2219">Some little memory of me, will stirre him</l>
<l n="2220">(I know his Noble Nature) not to let</l>
<l n="2221">Thy hopefull seruice perish too. Good<hi rend="italic">Cromwell</hi>
</l>
<l n="2222">Neglect him not; make vse now, and prouide</l>
<l n="2223">For thine owne future safety.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2224">O my Lord,</l>
<l n="2225">Must I then leaue you? Must I needes forgo</l>
<l n="2226">So good, so Noble, and so true a Master?</l>
<l n="2227">Beare witnesse, all that haue not hearts of Iron,</l>
<l n="2228">With what a sorrow<hi rend="italic">Cromwel</hi>leaues his Lord.</l>
<l n="2229">The King shall haue my seruice; but my prayres</l>
<l n="2230">For euer, and for euer shall be yours.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2231">
<hi rend="italic">Cromwel</hi>, I did not thinke to shed a teare</l>
<l n="2232">In all my Miseries: But thou hast forc'd me</l>
<l n="2233">(Out of thy honest truth) to play the Woman.</l>
<l n="2234">Let's dry our eyes: And thus farre heare me<hi rend="italic">Cromwel</hi>,</l>
<l n="2235">And when I am forgotten, as I shall be,</l>
<l n="2236">And sleepe in dull cold Marble, where no mention</l>
<l n="2237">Of me, more must be heard of: Say I taught thee,</l>
<l n="2238">Say<hi rend="italic">Wolsey</hi>, that once trod the wayes of Glory,</l>
<l n="2239">And sounded all the Depths, and Shoales of Honor,</l>
<l n="2240">Found thee a way (out of his wracke) to rise in:</l>
<l n="2241">A sure, and safe one, though thy Master mist it.</l>
<l n="2242">Marke but my Fall, and that that Ruin'd me:</l>
<l n="2243">
<hi rend="italic">Cromwel</hi>, I charge thee, fling away Ambition,</l>
<l n="2244">By that sinne fell the Angels: how can man then</l>
<l n="2245">(The Image of his Maker) hope to win by it?</l>
<l n="2246">Loue thy selfe last, cherish those hearts that hate thee;</l>
<l n="2247">Corruption wins not more then Honesty.</l>
<l n="2248">Still in thy right hand, carry gentle Peace</l>
<l n="2249">To silence enuious Tongues. Be iust, and feare not;</l>
<l n="2250">Let all the ends thou aym'st at, be thy Countries,</l>
<l n="2251">Thy Gods, and Truths. Then if thou fall'st (O<hi rend="italic">Cromwell</hi>)</l>
<l n="2252">Thou fall'st a blessed Martyr.</l>
<l n="2253">Serue the King: And prythee leade me in:</l>
<l n="2254">There take an Inuentory of all I haue,</l>
<l n="2255">To the last peny, 'tis the Kings. My Robe,</l>
<l n="2256">And my Integrity to Heauen, is all,</l>
<l n="2257">I dare now call mine owne. O<hi rend="italic">Cromwel, Cromwel</hi>,</l>
<l n="2258">Had I but seru'd my God, with halfe the Zeale</l>
<l n="2259">I seru'd my King: he would not in mine Age</l>
<l n="2260">Haue left me naked to mine Enemies.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-cro">
<speaker rend="italic">Crom.</speaker>
<l n="2261">Good Sir, haue patience.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-h8-wol">
<speaker rend="italic">Card.</speaker>
<l n="2262">So I haue. Farewell</l>
<l n="2263">The Hopes of Court, my Hopes in Heauen do dwell.</l>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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