། They swell, and grow as terrible as storms. 180 Those we profess, peace-makers, friends, and ser vants. Cam. Madam, you'll find it so. virtues You wrong your With these weak women's fears. A noble spirit, Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The king loves you; Beware, you lose it not: For us, if you please Queen. Do what ye will, my lords: And, pray, If I have us'd myself unmannerly; You know, I am a woman, lacking wit 190 He has my heart yet; and shall have my prayers, [Exeunt. SCENE SCENE II. Anti-Chamber to the King's Apartment. Enter Duke of NORFOLK, Duke of SUFFOLK, the Earl of SURREY, and the Lord Chamberlain. Nor. If you will now unite in your complaints, The offer of this time, I cannot promise, Sur. I am joyful To meet the least occasion, that may give me Suf. Which of the peers Have uncontemn'd gone by him, or at least Cham. My lords, you speak your pleasures: 210 220 Nor. Nor. O, fear him not; His spell in that is out: the king hath found The honey of his language. No, he's settled, 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? 230 Suf. The cardinal's letter to the pope miscarried, It did take place, I do, quoth he, perceive, A creature of the queen's, lady Anne Bullen. Suf. Believe it. Sur. Will this work? 240 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 After his patient's death; the king already 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! 250 Nor. All men's. Suf. There's order given for her coronation: Marry, this is and may yet but young, be left 260 To some ears unrecounted.-But, my lords, She is a gallant creature, and complete 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; 270 There be more wasps that buz about his nose, Cham. Now, God incense him, And let him cry, ha, louder ! Nor. But, my lord, 280 When returns Cranmer ? Suf. He is return'd, in his opinions; which Almost in Christendom: shortly, I believe, Shall be call'd, queen; but princess-dowager, Nor. This same Cranmer's A worthy fellow, and hath ta'en much pain Suf. He has; and we shall see him Nor. So I hear. Suf. 'Tis so. The cardinal Enter WOLSEY, and CROMWELL. Nor. Observe, observe, he's moody. Wol. The packet, Cromwell, Gave't you the king? Crom. To his own hand, in his bed-chamber. He did unseal them; and the first he view'd, 290 300 Wol. |