Now, Lovell, from the queen what is the news? K. Hen. Lov. So said her woman; and that her sufferance made Almost each pang a death. K. Hen. Alas, good lady! Suf. God safely quit her of her burden, and With gentle travail, to the gladding of Your highness with an heir! K. Hen. 'Tis midnight, Charles, Pr'ythee, to bed; and in thy prayers remember The estate of my poor queen. Leave me alone; For I must think of that, which company Will not be friendly to. Suf. A quiet night, and my good mistress will K. Hen. I wish your highness Charles, good night. [Exit SUFFOLK. Enter Sir ANTHONY DENNY. Well, sir, what follows? Den. Sir, I have brought my lord the archbishop, Lov. This is about that which the bishop spake; I am happily come hither. [Aside. Avoid the gallery. Re-enter DENNY, with CRANMER K. Hen. Ha! I have said.-Be gone. What! [LOVELL seems to stay. [Exeunt LOVELL and DENNY. Cran. I am fearful:-Wherefore frowns he thus? 'Tis his aspect of terror. All's not well. K. Hen. How now, my lord? You do desire to know Wherefore I sent for you. Cran. It is my duty, To attend your highness' pleasure. K. Hen. 'Pray you, arise, My good and gracious lord of Canterbury. Come, you and I must walk a turn together; I have news to tell you: Come, come, give me your hand. Ah, my good lord, I grieve at what I speak, Grievous complaints of you; which, being consider'd, Have mov'd us and our council, that you shall To make your house our Tower: You a brother of us,3 You a brother of us, &c.] You being one of the council, it is necessary to imprison you, that the witnesses against you may not be deterred. It fits we thus proceed, or else no witness Cran. I humbly thank your highness; And am right glad to catch this good occasion Most throughly to be winnow'd, where my chaff And corn shall fly asunder: for, I know, There's none stands under more calumnious tongues, Than I myself, poor man. K. Hen. Stand up, good Canterbury; Thy truth, and thy integrity, is rooted In us, thy friend: Give me thy hand, stand up; you Cran. Most dread liege, The good I stand on is my truth, and honesty; If they shall fail, I, with mine enemies, Will triumph o'er my person; which I weigh not,' Being of those virtues vacant. What can be said against me. K. Hen. I fear nothing Know you not how Your state stands i'the world, with the whole world? Are many, and not small; their practices + indurance,] i. e. confinement, or perhaps, delay, procrastination. I weigh not,] i. e. have no value for. and not ever -] Not ever is an uncommon expression, and does not mean never, but not always. You are potently oppos'd; and with a malice. Cran. God, and your majesty, Protect mine innocence, or I fall into The trap is laid for me! Be of good cheer; K. Hen. Fail not to use, and with what vehemency There make before them.-Look, the good man weeps! He's honest, on mine honour. God's blest mother! His language in his tears. Enter an old Lady. Gent. [Within.] Come back; What mean you? Lady. I'll not come back; the tidings that I bring Will make my boldness manners.-Now, good angels 7 Ween you of better luck,] To ween is to think, to imaginc. Though now obsolete, the word was common to all our an Fly o'er thy royal head, and shade thy person I K. Hen. Now, by thy looks guess thy message. Is the queen deliver❜d? Say, ay; and of a boy. Lady. Acquainted with this stranger; 'tis as like you, K. Hen. Lovell, Lady. An hundred marks! By this light, I'll have more. An ordinary groom is for such payment. [Exeunt. SCENE II. Lobby before the Council-Chamber. Enter CRANMER; Servants, Door-Keeper, &c. attending. Cran. I hope, I am not too late; and yet the gentleman, That was sent to me from the council, pray'd me |