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. Wol. That's somewhat sudden : But he's a learned man. May he continue For truth's sake, and his conscience; that his bones, 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, Whom the king hath in secresy long married, This day was view'd in open, as his queen, Only about her coronation. Wol. There was the weight that pull'd me down. O Cromwell, 1 The chancellor is the general guardian of orphans. The king has gone beyond me; all my glories No sun shall ever usher forth mine honors, Or gild again the noble troops that waited Upon my smiles. Go, get thee from me, Cromwell; I am a poor fallen man, unworthy now To be thy lord and master. Seek the king; 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, Neglect him not; make use1 now, and provide For thine own future safety. Must I then leave you? must I needs forego Wol. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, Interest. And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Corruption wins not more than honesty : To silence envious tongues: be just, and fear not : 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, I dare now call my own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Crom. Good sir, have patience. So I have. Farewell Wol. The hopes of court! my hopes in heaven do dwell. [Exeunt. ACT IV. SCENE I. A street in Westminster. Enter TWO GENTLEMEN, meeting. 1 Gen. You are well met once again. 2 Gen. So are you. 1 Gen. You come to take your stand here, and behold The lady Anne pass from her coronation ? 2 Gen. 'Tis all my business. counter, At our last en The duke of Buckingham came from his trial. 1 Gen. 'Tis very true: but that time offer'd sorrow, This general joy. 2 Gen. "Tis well the citizens, I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds; Pageants, and sights of honor. 1 Gen. Never greater, Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir. 2 Gen. May I be bold to ask what that con tains, That paper in your hand? 1 Gen. Yes; 'tis the list Of those, that claim their offices this day, By custom of the coronation. The duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims 2 Gen. I thank you, sir: had I not known those customs, I should have been beholden to your paper. 1 Gen. That I can tell you too. The archbishop Of Canterbury, accompanied with other Learned and reverend fathers of his order, 2 Gen. Alas, good lady! [trumpets. The trumpets sound: stand close; the queen is coming. THE ORDER OF THE PROCESSION. A lively florish of trumpets; then, enter 1. Two Judges. 2. Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace before him. |