Into our hands; and to confine yourself Wol. Suf. Who dare cross 'em, Bearing the king's will from his mouth expressly? Wol. Till I find more than will or words to do it, (I mean your malice), know, officious lords, Ì dare and must deny it. Now I feel Of what coarse metal ye are moulded,-envy : As if it fed ye! and how sleek and wanton (Mine and your master) with his own hand gave me ; Wol. It must be himself, then. Wol. Proud lord, thou liest : Thy ambition, Sur. (With thee and all thy best parts bound together) Weigh'd not a hair of his. Plague of your policy! You sent me deputy for Ireland; Far from his sucçour, from the king, from all That might have mercy on the fault thou gav'st him ; Whilst your great goodness, out of holy pity, Absolved him with an axe. Wol. This, and all else This talking lord can lay upon my credit, From any private malice in his end, Dare mate a sounder man than Surrey can be, Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou should'st feel My sword i' the life-blood of thee else. My lords, And from this fellow? If we live thus tamely, Wol. All goodness Yes, that goodness Is poison to thy stomach. Sur. Of gleaning all the land's wealth into one, Into your own hands, cardinal, by extortion; The goodness of your intercepted packets You writ to the pope against the king: your goodness, Since you provoke me, shall be most notorious. My lord of Norfolk, as you are truly noble, As you respect the common good, the state Who, if he live, will scarce be gentlemen,- Wol. How much, methinks, I could despise this man, But that I am bound in charity against it! Nor. Those articles, my lord, are in the king's hands ; But, thus much, they are foul ones. So much fairer Wol. When the king knows my truth. Sur. This cannot save you : I thank my memory I yet remember Some of these articles; and out they shall. Now, if you can blush and cry guilty, cardinal, Wol. Speak on, Sir; I dare your worst objections: if I blush, It is to see a nobleman want manners. Sur. I'd rather want those, than my head. Have at you. First, that, without the king's assent or knowledge, You wrought to be a legate; by which power You maimed the jurisdiction of all bishops. Nor. Then, that in all you writ to Rome, or else Was still inscrib'd; in which you brought the king Suf. Then, that, without the knowledge Sur. Item, you sent a large commission Without the king's will, or the state's allowance, Suf. That, out of mere ambition, you have caus'd Sur. Then, that you have sent innumerable substance, I will not taint my mouth with. Cham. Press not a falling man too far; O my lord, 'tis virtue : His faults lie open to the laws; let them, Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see him Suf. Lord cardinal, the king's further pleasure is, Out of the king's protection :-this is my charge. [Exeunt all except Wolsey. Wol. So, farewell to the little good you bear me. More pangs Enter CROMWELL, and stands amazed. Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol. At What, amaz'd my misfortunes? can thy spirit wonder A great man should decline? Nay, an you weep, I am fallen indeed. Crom. Wol. How does your grace? Why, well; Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myself now; and I feel within me A still and quiet conscience. The king has cur'd me, A load would sink a navy, too much honour: O, 'tis a burden, Cromwell, 'tis a burden Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven! Crom. I am glad your grace has made that right use of it. Wol. I hope I have: I am able now methinks, (Out of a fortitude of soul I feel,) To endure more miseries, and greater far, Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer. Crom. The next is, that Sir Thomas More is chosen Lord chancellor in your place. That's somewhat sudden : Wol. Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake, and his conscience; that his bones, Crom. That Cranmer is return'd with welcome, Wol. That's news indeed! Crom. Last, that the lady Anne, Whom the king hath in secrecy long married, queen, |