Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in; A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. 439 Mark but my fall and that that ruin'd me. Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr! Serve the king; There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny; 'tis the king's: my robe, 450 I dare now call my own. O Cromwell, Crom- Had I but served my God with half the zeal Crom. Good sir, have patience. Wol. So I have. Farewell. The hopes of court! my hopes in heaven do dwell. [Exeunt. "Had I but served my God," etc. Holinshed reports these addressed by Wolsey in his last hours to "Master Kingston." ACT FOURTH SCENE I A street in Westminster. Enter two Gentlemen, meeting one another. First Gent. You 're well met once again. Sec. Gent. So are you. First Gent. You come to take your stand here and behold The Lady Anne pass from her coronation? Sec. Gent. 'Tis all my business. At our last encounter, The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial. First Gent. 'Tis very true: but that time offer'd sorrow; This, general joy. Sec. Gent. I am sure, have "Tis well: the citizens, shown at full their royal As, let 'em have their rights, they are ever for- In celebration of this day with shows, First Gent. 10 Never greater, Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir. Sec. Gent. May I be bold to ask what that con tains, That paper in your hand? First Gent. Yes; 'tis the list Of those that claim their offices this day The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims To be high-steward; next, the Duke of Norfolk, He to be earl marshal: you may read the rest. Sec. Gent. I thank you, sir: had I not known those customs, 20 I should have been beholding to your paper. But, I beseech you, what's become of Katharine, The princess dowager? how goes her business? First Gent. That I can tell you too. The Archbishop Of Canterbury, accompanied with other Learned and reverend fathers of his order, 30 She was often cited by them, but appear'd not: Sec. Gent. Alas, good lady! The trumpets sound: stand close, the queen is coming. [Hautboys. THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION 1. A lively Flourish of Trumpets. 2. Then two Judges. 3. Lord Chancellor, with purse and mace before him. 4. Choristers, singing. Musicians. 5. Mayor of London, bearing the mace. Then Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his head he wears a gilt copper crown. 6. Marquess Dorset, bearing a scepter 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 SS. 7. Duke of Suffolk, in his robe of estate, his coronet on his head, bearing a long white wand, as high-steward. With him, the Duke of Norfolk, with the rod of marshalship, a coronet on his head. Collars of SS. 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. 36. "Garter, in his coat of arms"; that is, his coat of office, emblazoned with the royal arms.-H. N. H. 10. Certain ladies or Countesses, with plain circlets of gold without flowers. They pass over the stage in order and state. Sec. Gent. A royal train, believe me. These I know: Who's that that bears the scepter? First Gent. Marquess Dorset: And that the Earl of Surrey, with the rod. Sec. Gent. A bold brave gentleman. That should be The Duke of Suffolk? First Gent. 40 "Tis the same: high-steward. Sec. Gent. And that my Lord of Norfolk? First. Gent. Yes. Sec. 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: First Gent. They that bear Of the Cinque-ports. Sec. 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. First Gent. It is; and all the rest are countesses. Sec. Gent. Their coronets say so. indeed, And sometimes falling ones. 50 These are stars |