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Enter the Lord Chamberlain, Cham. Good morrow, ladies. What wer't worth to

know The secret of your conference ? Anne.

My good lord,
Not your demand; it values not your asking :
Our mistress' sorrows we were pitying.

Cham. It was a gentle business, and becoming
The action of good women : there is hope
All will be well.

Anne. Now I pray God, amen!
Cham. You hear a gentle mind, and leavenly bless.

Follow such creatures. That you may, fair lady, T.
Perceive I speak sincerely, and high note 's
Ta'en of your many virtues, the king's majesty
Commends his good opinion of

you to you, and
Does purpose honour to you no less flowing
Than marchioness of Pembroke; to which title
A thousand pound a-year, annual support,
Out of his grace he adds.

I do not know
What kinil of my obedience I should tender,
More than my all is nothing ; nor my prayers
Are not words duly hallow'd, nor my wishes
More worth than empty vanities ; yet prayers, and

Are all I can return. 'Beseech your lordship,
Vouchsafe to speak my thanks, and my

As from a blushing handmaid to his highness ;
Whose health and royalty I pray for.

I shall not fail to improve the fair conceit
The king hath of you.--I have perus'd her well; (Aside.
Beauty and honour in her are so mingled,
That they have caught the king : and who knows yet,
But from this lady may proceed a gem

· Anne. 1

To lighten all this isle!-! 'll to the king,
And say, I spoke with you.

My honour'd lord.

[Exit Lord Chamberlain. Old L. Why, this it is ; see, see ! I have been begging sixteen years in court, (Am yet à courtier beggarly,) nor could Come pat betwixt too early and too late, For any suit of pounds : and you, (O fate!) A very fresh-fish here, (fie, fie, fie upon This compelld fortune !) have your mouth filld up Before you open it.

This is strange to me.
Old L. How tastes it? is it bitter? forty pence, no.
There was a lady once, ('t is an old story,)
That would not be a queen, that would she not,
For all the mud in Egypt:-Have you heard it?

Anne. Come, you are pleasant.
Old L.

With your theme, I could
O'ermount the lark. The marchioness of Pembroke !
A thousand pounds a-year! for pure respect;
No other obligation: By my life,
That promises more thousands : Honour's train
Is longer than his foreskirt. By this time,
I know, your back will bear a duchess ;-Say,
Are you not stronger than you were ?

Good lady,
Make yourself mirth with your particular fancy,
And leave me out on it. 'Would I had no being
If this salute my blood a jot; it faints me
To think what follows.
The queen is comfortless, and we forgetful
In our long absence : Pray, do not deliver
What here you have heard, to her.
Old L.

What do you think me? (Exeunt. SCENE IV.-A Hall in Blackfriars. Trumpets, sennet, and cornets. Enter two Vergers,

with short silver wands; next them, Two Scribes, in the habits of doctors; after them, the ArchBISHOP OF CANTERBURY alone; after him, the BISHOPS OP LINCOLN, ELY, ReCHESTER, and SAINT ASAPH; next them, with some small distance, follows a Gentleman bearing the purse, with the great seal, and a cardinal's hat; then Two Priests, bearing each a silver cross; then a Gentleman-Usher bare-headed, accompanied with a Sergeant at Arms, bearing a silver mace; then Two Gentlemen, bearing two great silver pillars; after them, side by side, the Two CARDINALS Wolsey and CAMPEIUS; Two Noblemen with the sword and mace. [Then enter the King and Queen, and their Trains.] The King takes place under the cloth of state ; the Two CARDINALS sit under him as judges. The Queen takes place at some distance from the King. The Bishops place themselves on each side the court, in manner of a consistory; below them, the Scribes. The Lords sit next the BiSHOPS. The Crier and the rest of the Attendants stand in convenient order about the stage.

Wol. Whilst our commission from Rome is reall,
Let silence be commanded.
K. Hen.

What is the need ?
It hath already publicly been read,
And on all sides the authority allow'd;
You may then spare

that time. Wol.

Be 't so :-Proceed. Scribe. Say, ilenry king of England, come into the

court. Crier. Henry king of England, &c. K. Hen. Here.


Scribe. Say, Katharine queen of England, come into

the court. Crier. Katharine queen of England, &c. [The Queen makes no answer, rises out of her

chair, goes about the court, comes to the King,

and kneels at his feet; then speaks. Q. Kath. Sir, I desire you, do me right and justice; And to bestow your pity on me: for I am a most poor woman, and a stranger, Born out of your dominions; having here No judge indifferent, nor no more assurance Of equal friendship and proceeding. Alas, sir, In what have I offended you? what cause Hath my behaviour given to your displeasure, That thus

you should proceed to put me off, And take your good giace from me? Heaven witness, I have been to you a true and humble wife, At all times to your will conformable : Ever in fear to kindle your dislike, Yea, subject to your countenance; glad, or sorry, As I saw it inclin'd. When was the hour, I ever contradicted your desire, Or made it not mine too? Or which of Have I not strove to love, although I knew He were mine enemy? What friend of mine That had to him deriv'd your anger, did I Continue in my liking ? nay, gave notice He was from thence discharg'd ? Sir, call to mind That I have been your wife, in this obedience, Upward of twenty years, and have been blest With many children by you: Is, in the course And process of this time, you can report, And prove it too, against mine honour aught, My bond to wedlock, or my love and duty, Against your sacred person, in God's name, Turn me away; and let the foul'st contempt Shut door upon me, and so give me up

your friends

To the sharpest kind of justice. Please you, sir, inns
The king, your father, was reputed for
A prince most prudent, of an excellent
And unmatch'd wit and judgment: Ferdinand,
My father, king of Spain, was reckond one

The wisest prince, that there had reigu'd by many
A year before : It is not to be question 'd
That they had gather'd a wise council to them
Of every realm, that did debate this business,
Who deem'd our marriage lawful: Wherefore I humbly
Beseech you, sir, to spare me, till I may
Be by my friends in Spain advis'd; whose counsel
I will implore; if not, i' the name of God,
Your pleasure he fulfill'd!

You have here, lady,
(And of your choice,) these reverend fathers; men
Of singular integrity and learning,
Yea, the elect of the land, www are assembled
To plead your cause: It shall be therefore bootless,
That longer you desire the court; as well
For your own quiet, as to rectify
What is unsettled in the king.

Hath spoken well, and justly: Therefore, madam,
It 's fit this royal session do proceed ;
And that, without delay, their arguments
Be now produc'd, and heard.
Q. Kath.

Lord cardinal,
To you I speak.

Your pleasure, madam?
Q. Kath.
I am about to weep; but, thinking that
We are a queen, (or long have dream'd so,) certain
The daughter of a kivg, my drops of tears
I'll turn to sparks of fire.

Be patient yet.
Q. Kath. I will, when you are humble; way, before,

His grace


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