Wol. That's somewhat sudden: But he's a learned man. May he continue For truth's sake, and his conscience; that his bones, Crom. That Cranmer is return'd with welcome, Install'd lord archbishop of Canterbury. Crom. Last, that the lady Anne Whom the king hath in secrecy long married, Only about her coronation. Wol. There was the weight that pull'd me down O Cromwell, The king has gone beyond me, all my glories In that one woman I have lost for ever: No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours, Or gild again the noble troops that waited Upon my smiles. Go, get thee from me, Cromwell; To be thy lord and master: Seek the king; (I know his noble nature,) not to let Thy hopeful service perish too: Good Cromwell, Crom. O my lord, Must I then leave you? must I needs forego So good, so noble, and so true a master? Wol. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not : Let all the ends, thou aim'st at, be thy country's, 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; 'tis the king's: my robe, I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal I SERV'D MY KING, HE WOULD NOT IN MINE AGE HAVE LEFT ME NAKED TO MINE ENEMIES." Act 3 Scene 2. London Published by Thomas Tegg N° Cheapside June 11814. Printed by Dixon. I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age 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 are well met once again. 2 Gent. And so are you. 1 Gent. You come to take your stand here, and behold The lady Anne pass from her coronation? 2 Gent. Tis all my business. At our last encounter, The duke of Buckingham came from his trial. 1 Gent. 'Tis very true: but that time offer'd sorrow; This, general joy. 2 Gent. 'Tis well: The citizens, I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds; As, let them 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? |