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I am not of your wrong. Therefore in him
My lord, my lord,
ble-mouth'd ; You sign your place and calling, in full seeming*, With meekness and humility: but your heart Is cramm'd with arrogancy, spleen, and pride. You have, by fortune, and his highvess' favours, Gone slightly o’er low steps; and now are mounted Where powers are your retainers: and your words, Domesticks to you, serve your will, as't please Yourself pronounce their office. I must tell you, You tender more your person's honour, than Your high profession spiritual: That again I do refuse you for my judge; and here, Before you all, appeal unto the pope, To bring my whole cause 'fore his holiness, And to be judg'd by him.
(She curt’sies to the King, and offers to departe Cam.
The queen is obstinate,
Call her again.
the court. Grif. Madam, you are call'd back. Q. Kath. What need you note it? pray you, keep
your way: When you are call’d, return.--Now the Lord help, They vex me past my patience!-pray you, pass on: I will not tarry; no, nor ever more,
Upon this business, my appearance make
Go thy ways, Kate:
Most gracious sir, In humblest manner I require your highness, That it shall please you to declare, in hearing Of all these ears (for where I am robb’d and bound, There must I be uploos’d; although not there At oncet and fully satisfied), whether ever I Did broach this business to your bighness; or Laid any scruple in your way, which might Induce you to the question on't? or ever Have to you,—but with thanks to God for such A royal lady,--spake one the least word, might Be to the prejudice of her present state, Or touch of her good person? K. Hen.
My lord cardinal, I do excuse you; yea, upon mine honour, I free you from't. You are not to be taught That you have many enemies, that know not Why they are so, but, like to village curs, Bark when their fellows do: by some of these The queen is put in anger. You are excus'd: But will you be more justified? you ever Have wish'd the sleeping of this business ; never Desir'd it to be stirr'd; but oft lave hinder'd; oft
* Speak out thy merits.
The passages made* toward it:-on my honour,
* Closed or fastened. + Floating without guidance.
Toward this remedy, whereupon we are
Very well, my liege.
to say How far you satisfied me. Lin.
So please your highness, The question did at first so stagger me,Bearing a state of mighty moment in't, And consequence of dread,--that I committed The daring'st counsel which I had, to doubt; And did entreat your highness to this course, Which you are running here. K. Her.
I then mov'd you, My lord of Canterbury; and got your leave To make this present summons :-Upsolicited I left no reverend person in this court; But by particular consent proceeded, Under your hands and seals. Therefore, go on: For no dislike i'the world against the person Of the good queen, but the sharp thorny points Of my alleged reasons, drive this forward ; Prove but our marriage lawful, by my life, And kingly dignity, we are contented To wear our mortal state to come, with her, Katharine our queen, before the primest creature That's paragon'at o'the world, Cam.
So please your highness, The queen being abseut, 'tis a needful fitness That we adjourn this court till further day:
• Waste, or wear away.
Meanwhile must be an earnest motion
[They rise to depart. K. Hen.
I may perceive, [Aside. These cardinals trifle with me: I abbor This dilatory sloth, and tricks of Rome. My learu'd and well-beloved servant, Cranmer, Pr'ythee return*! with thy approach, I know, My comfort comes along. Break up the court : I say, set on.
[Exeunt, in manner as they entered.
SCENE I. Palace at Bridewell.
A room in the Queen's apartment.
The Queen, and some of her Women, at work.
Q. Kath. Take thy lute, wench: my soul grows
sad with troubles ; Sing, and disperse them, if thou canst: leave work
Orpheus with his lute made trees,
Bow themselves, when he did sing
There had been a lasting spring.
* An apostrophe to the absent bishop.