Sparing would show a worse sin than ill doctrine: Cham. 61 True, they are so; But few now give so great ones. My barge stays; Sands. I am your lordship's. [Exeunt. Scene IV. A hall in York Place. Hautboys. A small table under a state for the Cardinal, a longer table for the guests. Then enter Anne Bullen and divers other Ladies and Gentlemen as guests, at one door; at another door, enter Sir Henry Guildford. Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from his grace As, first, good company, good wine, good welcome, Can make good people. Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord Sands, and Sir O, my lord, you're tardy: The very thought of this fair company Clapp'd wings to me. Cham. You are young, Sir Harry Guildford. Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal But half my lay thoughts in him, some of these Lov. O, that your lordship were but now confessor Sands. As easy as a down-bed would afford it. Place you that side; I'll take the charge of this: 20 Pray, sit between these ladies. Sands. And thank your lordship. By my faith, : Anne. If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father. Was he mad, sir? Sands. O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too: Cham. [Kisses her. Well said, my lord. 30 So, now you're fairly seated. Gentlemen, Sands. Let me alone. For my little cure, Hautboys. Enter Cardinal Wolsey, and takes his state. Wol. You're welcome, my fair guests: that noble lady Sands. [Drinks. Your grace is noble: Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks, And save me so much talking. Wol. My Lord Sands, 40 I am beholding to you: cheer your neighbours. Ladies, you are not merry: gentlemen, Whose fault is this? Sands. The red wine first must rise In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam, For 'tis to such a thing Anne. You cannot show me. Sands. I told your grace they would talk anon. [Drum and trumpet : chambers discharged. And to what end, is this? Nay, ladies, fear not; By all the laws of war you're privileged. Re-enter Servant. Cham. How now! what is 't? A noble troop of strangers; Wol. For so they seem: they've left their barge, and landed; And hither make, as great ambassadors From foreign princes. Good lord chamberlain, : Go, give 'em welcome; you can speak the French tongue; A And, pray, receive 'em nobly and conduct 'em Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty Shall shine at full upon them. Some attend him. 60 [Exit Chamberlain, attended. All rise, and tables removed. You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it, A good digestion to you all: and once more I shower a welcome on ye; welcome all. Hautboys. Enter the King and others, as masquers, habited like shepherds, ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. They pass directly before the Cardinal, and gracefully salute him. A noble company! what are their pleasures? This night to meet here, they could do no less, |