He has my heart yet; and shall have my prayers, [Exeunt. SCENE II. Ante-chamber to the King's apartment. Enter the Duke of Norfolk, the Duke of Suffolk, the Earl of Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlain. Nor. If you will now unite in your complaints And force* them with a constancy, the cardinal Cannot stand under them: if you omit The offer of this time, I cannot promise, But that you shall sustain more new disgraces, Sur. Suff. Which of the peers Have uncontemn'd gone by him, or at least Cham. My lords, you speak your pleasures : Nor. * Enforce. Matter against him, that for ever mars The honey of his language. No, he's settled, Sur. Sir, I should be glad to hear such news as this Once every hour. Nor. Sur. How came His practices to light? Suff. Most strangely. Sur. O, how, how? Suff. The cardinal's letter to the pope miscarried, A creature of the queen's, lady Anne Bullen. Suff. Sur. Believe it. Will this work? Cham. The king in this perceives him, how he coasts, And hedges, his own way. But in this point Sur. 'Would he had! Suff. May you be happy in your wish, my lord! For, I profess, you have it. Sur. Now all my joy My amen to't! All men's. Suff. There's order given for her coronation : Marry, this is yet but young†, and may be left + New. * Follow. To some ears unrecounted.-But, my lords, In mind and feature: I persuade me, from her Sur. But, will the king Digest this letter of the cardinal's? The Lord forbid ! Nor. Suff. Marry, amen! No, no; There be more wasps that buz about his nose, To second all his plot. I do assure you Cham. And let him cry ha, louder! Nor. When returns Cranmer? Now, God incense him, But, my lord, Suff. He is return'd, in his opinions; which Almost in Christendom: shortly, I believe, Nor. This same Cranmer's A worthy fellow, and has ta'en much pain In the king's business. Suff. He has; and we shall see him For it, an archbishop. Nor. The cardinal So I hear. 'Tis so. * Made memorable. Nor. Enter Wolsey and Cromwell. Observe, observe, he's moody. Wol. The packet, Cromwell, gave it you the king? Crom. To his own hand, in his bedchamber. Wol. Look'd he o'the inside of the paper? Crom. Presently He did unseal them; and the first he view'd He did it with a serious mind; a heed Was in his countenance: You, he bade Attend him here this morning. Wol. To come abroad? Crom. Is he ready I think, by this he is. Wol. Leave me a while. [Exit Cromwell. It shall be to the duchess of Alençon, The French king's sister: he shall marry her.— To hear from Rome.-The marchioness of Pem Lord, for thy justice! Wol. The late queen's gentlewoman; a knight's daughter, To be her mistress' mistress! the queen's queen!This candle burns not clear: 'tis I must snuff it; Then, out it goes. What though I know her virtuous, And well-deserving? yet I know her for A spleeny Lutheran; and not wholesome to |