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King Henry the Eighth.
Cardinal Wolsey. Cardinal Campeius.
Capucius, Ambassador from the Emperor, Charles V.
Cranmer, Archbishop of Canterbury.
Duke of Norfolk. Duke of Buckingham.
Duke of Suffolk. Earl of Surrey.
Lord Chamberlain. Lord Chancellor.
Gardiner, Bishop of Winchester.
Bishop of Lincoln. Lord Abergavenny. Lord Sands.
Sir Henry Guildford. Sir Thomas Lovell.
Sir Anthony Denny. Sir Nicholas Vaux.
Secretaries to Wolsey.
Cromwell, Servant to Wolsey.
Griffith, Gentleman-usher to Queen Katharine.
Three other Gentlemen.
Doctor Butts, Physician to the King.
Garter, King at Arms.
Surreyor to the Duke of Buckingham.
Brandon, and a Sergeant at Arms.
Door-keeper of the Council-chamber. Porter, and his

Page to Gardiner. A Crier.

Queen Katharine, wife to King Henry, afterwards

ditorced. Anne Bullen, her maid of honour; afterwards Queen. An old Lady, friend to Anne Bullen. Patience, woman to Queen Katharine.

Several Lords und Ladies in the dumb shows ; Women

attending upon the queen ; Spirits, which appear to her ; Scribes, Officers, Guards, and other Attendants.

SCENE, chiefly in London and Westminster ;

once, at Kimbolton.

I COME no more to make you laugh; things now, That bear a weighty and a serious brow, Sad, high, and working, full of state and woe, Such noble scenes as draw the eye to flow, We now present. Those that can pity, here May, if they think it well, let fall a tear; The subject will deserve it. Such, as give Their money out of hope they may believe, May here find truth too. Those, that come to see Only a show or two, and so agree, The play may pass; if they be still, and willing, I'll undertake, may see away their shilling Richly in two short hours. Only they, That come to hear a merry, bawdy play, A noise of targets; or to see a fellow In a long motley coat, guarded' with yellow, Will be deceiv'd : for, gentle hearers, know, To rank our chosen truth with such a show As fool and fight is, beside forfeiting Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring, (To make that only true we now intend, ) Will leave us never an understanding friend. Therefore, for goodness' sake, and as you are known The first and happiest hearers of the town, Be sad, as we would make ye: Think, ye see The very persons of our noble story, As they were living; think, you see them great, And follow'd with the general throng, and sweat, Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, see How soon this mightiness meets misery! And, if you can be merry then, I'll say, A man may weep upon his wedding day.

i Laced.

2 Pretend,



SCENE I. London. An Ante-chamber in the


Enter the Duke of NORFOLK, at one door ; at the

other, the Duke of BUCKINGHAM, and the Lord ABERGAVENNY,

Buckingham. Good morrow,

and well met. How have you done, Since last we saw in France ? Nor.

I thank your grace ;
Healthful ; and ever since a fresh admirer
Of what I saw there.

An untimely ague
Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when
Those suns of glory, those two lights of men,
Met in the vale of Arde.

'Twixt Guynes and Arde:
I was then present, saw them salute on horsebaek;
Beheld them, when they lighted, how they clung
In their embracement, as they grew together;
Which had they, what four thron'd ones could have

weigh'd Such a compounded one ? Buck.

All the whole time

3 Henry VIII. and Francis 1. king of France.

I was my chamber's prisoner.

Then you lost
The view of earthly glory : Men might say,
Till this time, pomp was single; buť now married
To one above itself. Each following day
Became the next day's master, till the last
Made former wonders it's: To-day, the French,
All clinquant, 4 all in gold, like heathen gods,
Shone down the English : and, to-morrow, they
Made Britain, India : every man, that stood,
Show'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were
As cherubins, all gilt: the madams too,
Not us'd to toil, did almost sweat to bear
The pride upon them, that their very labour
Was to them as a painting : now this mask
Was cry'd incomparable; and the ensuing night
Made it a fool, and beggar. The two kings,
Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst,
As presence did present them; him in eye,
Still him in praise : and, being present both,
'Twas said, they saw but one; and no discerner

his tongue in censure.s When these suns (For so they phrase them,) by their heralds challeng'd The noble spirits to arms, they did perform Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous

Being now seen possible enough, got credit,
That Bevis was believ'd.

O, you go far.
Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect

* Glittering, shining. S In opinion, which was most nuble.

6 Sir Bevis, an old romance.


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In honour honesty, the tract of every thing
Would by a good discourser lose some life,
Which action's self was tongue to. All was royal ;
To the disposing of it nought rebellid,
Order gave each thing view ; the office did
Distinctly his full function.

Who did guide,
I mean, who set the body and the limbs
Of this great sport together, as you guess?

Nor. One, certes, that promises no elements
In such a business.

I pray you, who, my lord ?
Nor. All this was order'd by the good discretion
Of the right reverend cardinal of York.

Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pie is free'd
From his ambitious finger. What had he
To do in these fierce 9 vanities? I wonder,
That such a keech' can with his very bulk


o'the beneficial sun,
And keep it from the earth.

Surely, sir,
There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends :
For, being not propp'd by ancestry, (whose grace
Chalks successors their way,) nor call'd upon
For high feats done to the crown; neither allied
To eminent assistants, but, spider-like,
Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note,
The force of his own merit makes his

way ;
A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys
A place next to the king.

I cannot tell

7 Certainly.

8 Practice.

9 Proud.

I Lump of fat.

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