Thy God's, and truth's: then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr. Serve the King; And-pr'ythee lead me in: There take an inventory of all I have, To the last penny; 't is the King's: my robe, I dare now call my own. O Cromwell, Cromwell! Crom. Good sir, have patience. Wol. So I have. Farewell The hopes of Court! my hopes in Heaven do dwell. [Exeunt. ACT IV. SCENE I.-A Street in Westminster. Enter two Gentlemen, meeting. 1 Gent. You're well met once again. 2 Gent. So are you. 1 Gent. You come to take your stand here, and behold The Lady Anne pass from her coronation? 2 Gent. 'T is all my business. At our last encounter, The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial. 1 Gent. 'T is very true: but that time offered sorrow; This, general joy. 2 Gent. "T is well the citizens, I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds— As, let 'em have their rights, they are ever forward—– In celebration of this day with shows, Pageants, and sights of honour. 1 Gent. Never greater ; Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir. 2 Gent. May I be bold to ask what that contains, That paper in your hand? 1 Gent. Yes; 't is the list Of those that claim their offices this day, The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims 2 Gent. I thank you, sir: had I not known those customs, I should have been beholding to your paper. The Princess Dowager? how goes her business? 1 Gent. That I can tell you too. The Arch bishop Of Canterbury, accompanied with other Learned and reverend fathers of his order, 2 Gent. Alas, good lady !—[Trumpets. The trumpets sound: stand close, the Queen is 3. Choristers, singing. 4. Mayor of London, bearing the Mace. [Music. Then, Garter in his coat of arms, and on his head a gilt copper crown. 5. Marquess DORSET, bearing a Sceptre of Gold; on his head a demi-coronal of Gold. With him the Earl of SURREY, bearing the Rod of Silver with the Dove, crowned with an Earl's Coronet. Collars of SS. 6. Duke of SUFFOLK, in his robe of estate, his Coronet on his head, bearing a long white wand, as High-Steward. With him, the Duke of NORFOLK, with the rod of Marshalship, a Coronet on his head. Collars of SS. 7. A Canopy borne by four of the Cinque-ports; under it, the QUEEN in her robe, in her hair, richly adorned with pearl, crowned. On each side of her, the Bishops of LONDON and WINCHESTER. 8. The old Duchess of NORFOLK, in a Coronal of Gold, wrought with flowers, bearing the QUEEN'S train. 9. Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain Circlets of Gold without flowers. 2 Gent. A royal train, believe me.-These I Who's that, that bears the Sceptre ? 1 Gent. Marquess Dorset : And that the Earl of Surrey, with the Rod. 2 Gent. A bold brave gentleman. That should be The Duke of Suffolk. 1 Gent. 'Tis the same: High-Steward. 2 Gent. And that my Lord of Norfolk ? 1 Gent. Yes. 2 Gent. [Looking on the QUEEN.] Heaven bless thee! Thou hast the sweetest face I ever looked on.— Our King has all the Indies in his arms, And more, and richer, when he strains that lady : I cannot blame his conscience. 1 Gent. They, that bear The cloth of honour over her, are four barons Of the Cinque-ports. 2 Gent. Those men are happy; and so are all are near her. I take it, she that carries up the train Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk. 1 Gent. It is; and all the rest are countesses. 2 Gent. Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed : |