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Who can be angry now? what envy reach you?
King. In mine arms I bid him welcome,
loves, You are so noble: To your highness' hand I tender my commission; by whose virtue, (The court of Rome commanding, )-you, my lord Cardinal of York, are join’d with me their servant, In the unpartial judging of this business. King. Iwo equal men. The queen shall be ac
quainted Forthwith, for what you come. Where's Gardiner ?
Wol. I know, your majesty has always lov'd her
King. Ay, and the best she shall have; and my
To him that does best; heaven forbid else. Cardinal,
Wolsey goes out, and returns with Gardiner.
Gard. But to be commanded For ever by your grace, whose hand has rais'd me. 3
[Aside. -King. Come hither, Gardiner.
[Walks and whispers with him.] Can. My lord of York, was not one doctor Pace In this man's place before him?
Wol. Yes, he was.
Cam. Believe me, there's an ill opinion spread then Even of yourself, lord cardinal.
Wol. How! of me?
Cam. They will not stick to say, you envy'd him; And, fearing he would rise, he was so virtuous, Kept him a foreign man still. which so griev'd him, That he ran mad, and died.
Wol. Heav'n's peace be with him! That's christian care enough: for living murmurers, There's places of rebuke. He was a fool ; For he would needs be virtuous : That good fellow, If I command him, follows my appointment; I will have none so ncar else. Learn this, brother, We live not to be grip'd by meaner persons. King. Deliver this with modesty to the queen.
[Exit GARDINER, The most convenient place that I can think of, For such receipt of learning, is Black-Friars: There ye shall meet about this weighty business :My Wolsey, see it furnish'd.-O my lord, Would it not grieve an able man, to leave So sweet a bedfellow? But, conscience, conscience,O, 't is a tender place, and I must leave her.
[ Exeunt Wolsey, the King, and CAMPEIUS.
Enter Anne BULLEN, and Lady Denny.
pinches : His highness having liv'd so long with her; and she
So good a lady, that no tongue could ever
L. Den. Beshrew me, I would; so would you,
Anne. Nay, good troth,
Anne. No, not for all the riches under heaven.
L. Den. A three-pence bow'd would hire me, Old as I am, to queen it: But, I pray you, What think you of a duchess? have you
limbs To bear that load of title?
Anne. No, in truth.
L. Den. I would not be a young count in your way, For more than blushing comes to.
Anne. How you do talk !
L. Den. In faith, for little England
Enter the Chamberlain. Cham. Good morrow, ladies. What were't worth,
Anne. My good lord,
Cham. It was a gentle business, and becoming
Anne. Now I pray heaven, amen!
Perceive I speak sincerely,
Anne, I do not know,
Cham. Lady, I shall not fail to approve the fair conceit, The king hath of you.—I have perus’d her well; Beauty and honour in her are so mingled, That they have caught the king: And who knows yet, But from this lady may proceed a gem, To lighteu all this isle?—I'll to the king, And say, I spoke with you. Anne. My honour'd lord.
Anne. Good lady,
[Exeunt ANNE BULLEN, and Lady DENNY.
Flourish of Trumpets and Drums.
The King, Wolsey, Campejus. NORFOLK, SufFOLK, Chamberlain, LoveL, CROMWELL, Bishops, Judges, --Gentlemen and Ladies, -Clerk of the Court, -Officers, and Guards,—discovered.
Wol. Whilst our commission from Rome is read,
King. What's the need?
Wol. Be't so: Proceed.
the court. Clerk. Katharine queen of England, &c. Enter the Queen preceded by GUILDFORD with a cushion,
which he places; then the Queen kneels. Queen. Sir, I desire you do me right and justice; And to bestow your pity on mc: for I am a most poor woman, and a stranger, Born out of your dominions; having here No judge indifferent, nor no more assurance Of equal friendship and proceeding.-(She rises.)
Alas, sir, In what have I offended you? what cause Hath my behaviour given to your displeasure, That thus you should proceed to put me off, And take your good grace from me? Heaven witness, I have been to you a true and humble wife,