SCENE IV. The Presence-Chamber in York-Place. Hautboys. A small Table under a State for the Cardinal, a longer Table for the Guests. Enter at one Door ANNE BULLEN, and divers Lords, Ladies, and Gentlewomen, as Guests; at another Door enter Sir HENRY GUILDFORD. Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from his grace Salutes ye all: This night he dedicates To fair content, and you: none here, he hopes, Enter Lord Chamberlain, Lord SANDS, and Sir The very thought of this fair company Clapp'd wings to me. Cham. You are young, sir Harry Guildford, Sands. Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinal But half my lay-thoughts in him, some of these Should find a running banquet ere they rested, I think, would better please them: By my life, They are a sweet society of fair ones. Lov. O, that your lordship were but now confessor To one or two of these! Sands. I would, I were ; They should find easy penance. 'Faith, how ? easy Lov. Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this: Sands. By my faith, And thank your lordship.-By your leave, sweet ladies : [Seats himself between ANNE BULlen and another Lady. If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me ; I had it from my father. Anne. Was he mad, sir? Sands. O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too: But he would bite none; just as I do now, He would kiss you twenty with a breath. [Kisses her. Cham. Well said, my lord.→ So, now you are fairly seated:-Gentlemen, The penance lies on you, if these fair ladies Pass away frowning. Sands. Let me alone. For my little cure, Hautboys. Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, attended; and takes his state. Wol. You are welcome, my fair guests; that noble lady, Or gentlemen, that is not freely merry, Is not my friend: This, to confirm my welcome; Sands, Your grace Let me have such a bowl may Wol. [Drinks. is noble : hold my thanks, My lord Sands, I am beholden to you: cheer your neighbours, Ladies, you are not merry ;-Gentlemen, Whose fault is this? Sands. The red wine first must rise In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have Yes, if I make my play. Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam, You cannot show me. Anne. Sands. I told your grace, they would talk anon. [Drum and Trumpets within: Chambers discharged.* Wol. Cham. Look out there, some of you. IVol. What's that? [Exit a Servant. What warlike voice? And to what end is this?-Nay, ladies, fear not; Re-enter Servant. Cham. How now? what is't? Serv. A noble troop of strangers; For so they seem: they have left their barge, and landed; And hither make, as great ambassadors - chambers discharged.] A chamber is a gun which stands erect on its breech. Such are used only on occasions of rejoicing, and are so contrived as to carry great charges, and thereby to make a noise more than proportioned to their bulk. They are called chambers because they are mere chambers to lodge powder; a chamber being the technical term for that cavity in a piece of ordnance which contains the combustibles. Some of them are still fired in the Park, and at the places opposite to the parliament-house when the king goes thither. Good lord chamberlain, From foreign princes. Wol. Go, give them welcome, you can speak the French tongue; And, pray, receive them nobly, and conduct them, Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty Shall shine at full upon them :-Some attend him.[Exit Chamberlain, attended. All arise, and Tables removed. You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it. Hautboys. Enter the King, and twelve Others, as Maskers, habited like Shepherds, with sixteen Torch-bearers; ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. They pass directly before the Cardinal, and gracefully salute him. A noble company! what are their pleasures? Cham. Because they speak no English, thus they pray'd To tell your grace;-That, having heard by fame This night to meet here, they could do no less, But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct, An hour of revels with them. Wol. Say, lord chamberlain, They have done my poor house grace; for which I pay them A thousand thanks, and pray them take their plea sures. [Ladies chosen for the Dance. The King chooses ANNE BULLEN. K.Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O, beauty, Till now I never knew thee. [Musick, Dance. Wol. My lord, Your grace? Cham. Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me: There should be one amongst them, by his person, More worthy this place than myself; to whom, If I but knew him, with my love and duty I would surrender it. Cham. I will, my lord. [CHAM. goes to the Company, and returns. Wol. What say they? Cham. Such a one, they all confess, There is, indeed; which they would have your grace Find out, and he will take it." Wol. Let me see then.[Comes from his State. By all your good leaves, gentlemen ;-Here I'll make My royal choice, You have found him, cardinal: [Unmasking You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord : You are a churchman, or I'll tell you, cardinal, I should judge now unhappily." Wol. Your grace is grown so pleasant. K. Hen. I am glad, My lord chamberlain, Pr'ythee, come hither: What fair lady's that? Cham. An't please your grace, sir Thomas Bullen's daughter, The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' wo men. K. Hen. By heaven, she is a dainty one.-Sweet heart, I were unmannerly, to take you out, S take it.] That is, take the chief place. |