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I find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks
It's heaven's will;
If we did think
[He takes his seat ; and whispers Lovell, who goes
to Wolsey. Wol.
Heaven forgive me!Ever God bless your highness ! K. Hen.
Good my lord, You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory Of your best
graces in your mind; the which
You have said well. Wol. And ever may your highness yoke together, As I will lend you cause, my doing well With my well saying! K. Hen.
'Tis well said again; And 'tis a kind of good deed, to say well: And yet words are no deeds. My father lov'd
you: He said, he did; and with his deed did crown His word upon you. Since I had my office, I have kept you next my heart; have not alone Employ'd you where high profits might come home, But par'd my present havings, to bestow My bounties upon you. Wol.
What should this mean? Sur. The Lord increase this business! [ Asidle. K. Hen.
Have I not made you The prime man of the state ? I pray you, tell me, If what I now pronounce, you have found true : And, if you may confess it, say withal, If you are bound to us, or no.
What say. you? Wol. My sovereign, I confess, your royal graces, Shower'd on me daily, have been more, than could My studied purposes requite; which went Beyond all man's endeavours :—my endeavours Have ever come too short of my desires, Yet, fil'd with my abilities : Mine own ends Have been mine so, that evermore they pointed To the good of your most sacred person, and The profit of the state. For your great graces
Heap'd upon me, poor undeserver, I
any; so your hand, and heart,
I do profess,
'Tis nobly spoken: Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast,
For you have seen him open't.- Read o'er this;
[Giving him papers. And, after, this : and then to breakfast, with What appetite you have.
[Erit King, frowning upon Cardinal Wolsey :
the Nobles throng after him, smiling, and whis
What should this mean? What sudden anger's this ? how have I reap'd it? He parted frowning from me, as if ruin Leap'd from his eyes : So looks the chafed lion Upon the daring huntsman that has gall’d him; Then makes him nothing. I must read this paper ; I fear, the story of his anger.— 'Tis so; This paper has undone me :— 'Tis the account Of all that world of wealth I have drawn together For mine own ends; indeed, to gain the popedom, And fee my friends in Rome. O negligence, Fit for a fool to fall by! What cross devil Made me put this main secret in the packet I sent the king ? Is there no way to cure this? No new device to beat this from his brains ? I know, 'twill stir him strongly; Yet I know A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune Will bring me off again. What's this—To the Pupe ? The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness; And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting : I shall fall Vol. IX.
Like a bright exhalation in the evening,
Re-enter the Dukes of Norfolk and SUPFOLK, the
Earl of SURREY, and the Lord Chamberlain.
Who dare cross them? Bearing the king's will from his mouth expressly?,
Wol. Till I find more than will, or words, to do it, (I mean, your malice,) know, officious lords, I dare, and must deny it. Now I feel Of what coarse metal ye are moulded, -envy. How eagerly ye follow my disgraces, As if it fed ye? and how sleek and wanton Ye appear in every thing may bring my ruin! Follow your envious courses, men of malice; You have christian warrant for them, and, no doubt, In time will find their fit rewards. That seal, You ask with such a violence, the king, (Mine, and your master,) with his own hand gave
me: Bade me enjoy it, with the place and honours,