2. Gent. Alas! good lady! 35 [Trumpets.] The trumpets sound: stand close, the queen is coming. THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION. 1. A lively flourish of trumpets. 2. Then, two Judges. Hautboys. 3. Lord Chancellor, with purse and mace before him. 4. Choristers, singing. Music. 5. Mayor of London, bearing the mace. Then Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his head he wore a gilt copper crown. 6. Marquess Dorset, bearing a sceptre of gold, on his head a demi-coronal of gold. With him, the Earl of Surrey, bearing the rod of silver with the dove, crowned with an earl's coronet. Collars of Esses. 7. Duke of Suffolk, in his robe of estate, his coronet on his head, bearing a long white wand, as highsteward. With him, the Duke of Norfolk, with the rod of marshalship, a coronet on his head. Collars of Esses. 8. A canopy borne by four of the Cinque-ports; under it, the Queen in her robe; in her hair, richly adorned with pearl, crowned. On each side her, the Bishops of London and Winchester. 9. The old Duchess of Norfolk, in a coronal of gold, wrought with flowers, bearing the Queen's train. 10. Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain circlets of gold, without flowers. Exeunt, first passing over the stage in order and state, and then, a great flourish of trumpets. 36 S. d. The Order of the Coronation; cf. n. in her hair: with flowing hair Collars of Esses; cf. n. 2. Gent. A royal train, believe me. Who's that that bears the sceptre? 1. Gent. These I know; Marquess Dorset: And that the Earl of Surrey with the rod. 2. Gent. A bold brave gentleman. That should be 40 The Duke of Suffolk? 1. Gent. 'Tis the same: high-steward. 2. Gent. And that my Lord of Norfolk? 1. Gent. Yes. 2. Gent. [Looking on the Queen.] Heaven bless thee! Thou hast the sweetest face I ever look'd on. Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel; Our king has all the Indies in his arms, And more and richer, when he strains that lady: 1. Gent. 44 They that bear 48 The cloth of honour over her, are four barons Of the Cinque-ports. 2. Gent. Those men are happy; and so are all are near her. I take it, she that carries up the train Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk. 1. Gent. It is; and all the rest are countesses. 2. Gent. Their coronets say so. deed; And sometimes falling ones. 1. Gent. 52 These are stars in No more of that. Enter a third Gentleman. God save you, sir! Where have you been broiling? 56 3. Gent. Among the crowd i' the Abbey; where a finger Could not be wedg'd in more: I am stifled 3. Gent. As well as I am able. The rich stream Of lords and ladies, having brought the queen To a prepar'd place in the choir, fell off 64 A distance from her; while her Grace sat down To rest awhile, some half an hour or so, In a rich chair of state, opposing freely 68 1222 72 The beauty of her person to the people. 2. Gent. But, what follow'd? 76 3. Gent. At length her Grace rose, and with modest paces Came to the altar; where she kneel'd, and, saintlike, Cast her fair eyes to heaven and pray'd devoutly. 59 rankness: exuberance 67 opposing: exposing 84 62 ff. Cf. n. 72 shrouds: sail-ropes Then rose again and bow'd her to the people: The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems 1. Gent. Sir, You must no more call it York-place, that's past; 3. Gent. But 'tis so lately alter'd that the old name 2. Gent. I know it; What two reverend bishops Were those that went on each side of the queen? 100 3. Gent. Stokesly and Gardiner; the one of Winchester, Newly preferr'd from the king's secretary, The other, London. 2. Gent. He of Winchester Is held no great good lover of the archbishop's, The virtuous Cranmer. 3. Gent. All the land knows that: 104 However, yet there's no great breach; when it comes, Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him. 2. Gent. Who may that be, I pray you? 3. Gent. Thomas Cromwell: 108 A man in much esteem with the king, and truly 94 York-place; cf. n. 108 Thomas Cromwell; cf. n. 101 Stokesly and Gardiner; cf. n. A worthy friend. The king Has made him master o' the jewel house, 112 Yes, without all doubt. 2. Gent. He will deserve more. 3. Gent. Come, gentlemen, ye shall go my way, which Is to the court, and there ye shall be my guests: Something I can command. As I walk thither, 116 Enter Katharine, Dowager, sick: led between Griffith her gentleman-usher and Patience her woman. Grif. How does your Kath. Grace? O Griffith! sick to death! My legs, like loaden branches, bow to the earth, Grif. Yes, madam; but I think your Grace, Out of the pain you suffer'd, gave no ear to 't. Kath. Prithee, good Griffith, tell me how he died: If well, he stepp'd before me, happily, For my example. 116 Something I can command: I can order refreshments 6, 7 Cardinal Wolsey, Was dead; cf. n. 9 tell me how he died; cf. n. 8 10 happily: by good chance |