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Enter Lord Chamberlain, LORD Sands, and Sır
Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal
Lov. O, that your lordship were but now confessor
I would I were;
'Faith, how easy? Sands. As easy as a down-bed would afford it.
Cham. Sweet ladies, will it please you sit ? Sir Harry, Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this : His grace is ent'ring.–Nay, you must not freeze; Two women plac'd together makes cold weather :My lord Sands, you are one will keep them waking ; Pray, sit between these ladies. Sands.
By my faith, And thank your lordship.-By your leave, sweet ladies:
[Seats himself between Anne BULLEN
and another lady.
Was he mad, sir ?
Well said, my lord.-
For my little cure, Let me alone. Hautboys. Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, attended ; and
takes his state. Wol. You are welcome, my fair guests ; that noble
Your grace is noble:-
My lord Sands,
The red wine first must rise
Anne. You are a merry gamester,
Sands. Yes, if I make my play.
You cannot show me.
[Drum and trumpets within : Chambers
What's that? Cham. Look out there, some of ye. [Exit a Servant. Wol.
What warlike voice? And to what end is this ?-Nay, ladies, fear not; By all the laws of war ye are privileg'd.
Re-enter Servant. Cham. How now ? what is 't?
A noble troop of strangers ; For so they seem; they have left their barge, and landed; And hither make, as great ambassadors From foreign princes. Wol.
Good lord chamberlain, *
[Exit Chamberlain, attended. All arise, and
tables removed. You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it. A good digestion to you all : and, once more, I shower a welcome on you ;-Welcome all. Hauthoys. Enter the King, and twelve others, as
maskers, habited like shepherds, with sixteen torchbearers; ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. They pass directly before the Cardinal, and gracefully
salute him. A noble company! what are their pleasures ?
Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they To tell your grace;—That, having heard by fame of this so noble and so fair assembly This night to meet here, they could do no less, Out of the great respect they bear to beauty, But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct, Crave leave to view these ladies, and entreat An hour of revels with them. Wol.
Say, lord chamberlain, They have done my poor house grace; for which I pay
them A thousand thanks, and pray them take their pleasures.
[Ladies chosen for the dance. The King
chooses ANNE BULLEN.
K. Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O, heauty, Till now I never knew thee.
[Music. Dance. Wol. My lord. Cham. Your grace ?
Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me:
I will, my lord.
Such a one, they all confess, There is, indeed; which they would have your grace Find out, and he will take it. Wol.
Let me see then.
[Comes from his state. By all your good leaves, gentlemen; Here I 'll make My royal choice. K. Hen. You have found him, cardinal:
I am glad
My lord chamberlain,
daughter, The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' women.
K. Hen. By heaven, she is a dainty one.-Sweetheart, I were unmannerly to take you out, And not to kiss you.—A health, gentlemen, Let it go round.
Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready l' the privy chamber?
Yes, my lord.
K. Hen, I fear, too much.
Wol. There 's fresher air, my lord,
[Exeunt, with trumpets.