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Of the whole state: as, of late days, our neighbours,
Cran. My good lords, hitherto, in all the progress
Be what they will, may stand forth face to face,
And, by that virtue, no man dare accuse you.
Gar. My lord, because we have business of more
We will be short with you. "Tis his highness'
And our consent, for better trial of you,
Cran. Ah, my good lord of Winchester, I thank
The upper Germany, &c.] Alluding to the heresy of Thomas Muntzer, which sprung up in Saxony in the years 1521 and 1522. a single heart,] A heart void of duplicity or guile.
You are always my good friend; if your will pass,
'Tis my undoing: Love, and meekness, lord,
For what they have been: 'tis a cruelty,
Good master secretary,
I cry your honour mercy; you may, worst
Why, my lord?
'Would you were half so honest!
Gar. Not sound, I say.
Men's prayers then would seek you, not their fears. Gar. I shall remember this bold language.
Remember your bold life too.
Forbear, for shame, my lords.
This is too much;
your painted gloss, &c.] Those that understand you,
under this painted gloss, this fair outside, discover your empty
talk and your false reasoning.
I have done.
Chan. Then thus for you, my lord,—It stands
I take it, by all voices, that forthwith
Is there no other way of mercy, But I must needs to the Tower, my lords?
Gar. What other Would you expect? You are strangely troublesome: Let some o'the guard be ready there.
I have a little yet to say.
Look there, my lords;
By virtue of that ring, I take my cause
"Tis no counterfeit.
This is the king's ring.] It seems to have been a custom, begun probably in the dark ages, before literature was generally diffused, and before the regal power experienced the restraints of law, for every monarch to have a ring, the temporary possession of which invested the holder with the same authority as the owner himself could exercise. The production of it was sufficient to suspend the execution of the law; it procured indemnity for offences committed, and imposed acquiescence and submission on whatever was done under its authority. Instances abound in the history of almost every nation.
Suf. 'Tis the right ring, by heaven: I told ye all, When we first put this dangerous stone a rolling, "Twould fall upon ourselves.
Of this man to be vex'd?
Do you think, my lords,
"Tis now too certain:
How much more is his life in value with him?
'Would I were fairly out on't.
My mind gave me,
In seeking tales, and informations,
Against this man, (whose honesty the devil
Ye blew the fire that burns ye: Now have at ye.
Enter King, frowning on them; takes his seat. Gar. Dread sovereign, how much are we bound to heaven
In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince;
His royal self in judgment comes to hear
K. Hen. You were ever good at sudden commendations,
Bishop of Winchester. But know, I come not
He, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee:
By all that's holy, he had better starve,
Than but once think his place becomes thee not.' Sur. May it please your grace,
No, sir, it does not please me.
This good man, (few of you deserve that title,)
My most dread sovereign, 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 trial, And fair purgation to the world, than malice; I am sure, in me.
K. Hen. Well, well, my lords, respect him; Take him, and use him well, he's worthy of it. I will say thus much for him, If a prince
May be beholden to a subject, I
Am, for his love and service, so to him.
Make me no more ado, but all embrace him;
Be friends, for shame, my lords.-My lord of Canterbury,
I have a suit which you must not deny me;
"Than but once think his place becomes thee not.] Who dares to suppose that the place or situation in which he is, is not suitable to thee also? who supposes that thou art not as fit for the office of a privy counsellor as he is.