Wol. I hope, I have: I am able now, methinks, (Out of a fortitude of soul I feel,) To endure more miseries, and greater far, Crom. The heaviest, and the worst, Is your displeasure with the king. Wol. God bless him! Crom. The next is, that sir Thomas More is chosen Lord chancellor in your place. That's somewhat sudden: Wol. But he's a learned man. May he continue Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake, and his conscience; that his bones, When he has run his course, and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on 'em! What more? Crom. That Cranmer is return'd with welcome, Install'd lord archbishop of Canterbury. Wol. That's news indeed. Crom. Last, that the lady Anne, 3 Whom the king hath in secrecy long married, Only about her coronation. Wol. There was the weight that pull'd me down. The king has gone beyond me, all my glories No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours, S in open,] i. e. in a place exposed on all sides to view. That sun, I pray, may never set! I have told him What, and how true thou art: he will advance thee; Some little memory of me will stir him, (I know his noble nature,) not to let Thy hopeful service perish too: Good Cromwell, Crom. Wol. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends, thou aim'st at, be thy country's, make use] i. e. make interest. Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O 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, 5 I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Crom. Good sir, have patience. So I have. Farewell The hopes of court! my hopes in heaven do dwell. ACT IV. [Exeunt. SCENE I. A Street in Westminster. Enter Two Gentlemen, meeting. 1 Gent. You are well met once again. 2 Gent. And so are you. 1 Gent. You come to take your stand here, and behold The lady Anne pass from her coronation? 2 Gent. 'Tis all my business. At our last encounter, The duke of Buckingham came from his trial. 5 Had I but sero'd my God, &c.] This sentence was really ut tered by Wolsey. But it was a strange sentence for him to utter, who was disgraced for the basest treachery to his King in the affair of the divorce: but it shows how naturally men endeavour to palliate their crimes even to themselves. 1 Gent. 'Tis very true: but that time offer'd 'Tis well: The citizens, I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds; Pageants, and sights of honour. 1 Gent. Never greater, Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir. 2 Gent. May I be bold to ask what that contains, That paper in your hand? 1 Gent. The duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims 2 Gent. I thank you, sir; had I not known those customs, I should have been beholden to your paper. 1 Gent. That I can tell you too. The archbishop 7 6 this day] i. e. such a day as this, a coronation day. the late marriage-] i. e. the marriage lately considered as a valid one. Where she remains now, sick. 2 Gent. Alas, good lady![Trumpets. The trumpets sound: stand close, the queen is coming. THE ORDER OF THE PROCESSION. A lively flourish of Trumpets; then, enter 1. Two Judges. 2. Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace before him. 3. Choristers singing. [Musick. 4. Mayor of London bearing the mace. Then Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his head, a gilt copper crown. 5. Marquis 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 SS. 6. 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. 7. 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 of her, the Bishops of London and Winchester. 8. The old Duchess of Norfolk, in a coronal of gold, wrought with flowers, bearing the Queen's train. 9. Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain circlets of gold without flowers. |