Bar his access to the king, never attempt Any thing on him; for he hath a witchcraft Nor. O, fear him not, His spell in that is out: the king hath found Sur. Sir, I should be glad to hear such news as this Nor. Believe it, this is true. In the divorce, his contrary proceedings Sur. How came His practices to light? Suf. Most strangely. Sur. O, how, how? Suf. The cardinal's letter to the pope miscarried, And came to the eye o'the king; wherein was read, How that the cardinal did entreat his holiness To stay the judgment of the divorce; For if It did take place, I do, quoth he, perceive, My king is tangled in affection to A creature of the queen's, lady Anne Bullen. Sur. Has the king this? Suf. Believe it. Sur. Will this work? Cham. The king in this perceives him, how he coasts, And hedges, his own way. But in this point All his tricks founder, and he brings his physick After his patient's death; the king already Hath married the fair lady. Sur. 'Would he had! Suf. May you be happy in your wish, my lord! For, I profess, you have it. Sur. Now all my joy Trace the conjunction! Suf. My amen to't! Nor. All men's. Suf. There's order given for her coronation : In mind and feature: I persuade me, from her Sur. But, will the king Digest this letter of the cardinal's ? The lord forbid ! Nor. Marry, amen! Suf. No, no; There be more wasps, that buz about his nose, Is stolen away to Rome; hath ta'en no leave: Cham. Now, God incense him, And let him cry ha, louder! Nor. But, my lord, When returns Cranmer ? Suf. He is return'd, in his opinions; which Nor. This same Cranmer's A worthy fellow, and hath ta'en much pain Suf. He has; and we shall see him For it an archbishop. Nor. So I hear. Suf. 'Tis so. The cardinal Enter WOLSEY and CROMWELL. Nor. Observe, observe, he's moody. Wol. The packet, Cromwell, gave it you the king? Crom. Presently He did unseal them: and the first he view'd, Wol. Is he ready To come abroad? Crom. I think, by this he is. Wol. Leave me a while. [Exit CROMWELL. It shall be to the duchess of Alençon, The French king's sister: he shall marry her.- No, we'll no Bullens.-Speedily I wish To hear from Rome,-The marchioness of Pembroke ! Nor. He's discontented. Suf. May be, he hears the king Does whet his anger to him. Sur. Sharp enough, Lord, for thy justice! Wol. The late queen's gentlewoman; a knight's To be her mistress' mistress! the queen's queen!- A spleeny Lutheran; and not wholesome to Our hard rul'd king. Again, there is sprung up Hath crawl'd into the favour of the king, And is his oracle. Nor. He is vex'd at something. Suf. I would, 'twere something, that would fret the string, The master-cord of his heart! Enter the King, reading a schedule; and LOVELL. K. Hen. What piles of wealth hath he accumulated, ..To his own portion! and what expence by the hour Seems to flow trom him! How, i'the name of thrift, Does he rake this together!-Now, my lords; Saw you the cardinal? Nor. My lord, we have Stood here observing him: Some strange commotion Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground, : His eye against the moon in most strange postures We have seen him set himself. K. Hen. It may well be; There is a mutiny in his mind. This morning As I requir'd; And, wot you, what I found Nor. It's heaven's will; Some spirit put this paper in the packet, K. Hen. If we did think His contemplation were above the earth, [He takes his seat, and whispers LovELL, who goes |