Sur.

'Would he had!

Suf. May you be happy in your wish, my lord! For, I profess, you have it.

Sur.

Trace the conjunction !5

Suf.
Nor.

Now all my joy

My amen to't!

All men's.

Suf. There's order given for her coronation :
Marry, this is yet but young, and may be left
To some ears unrecounted.-But, my lords,
She is a gallant creature, and complete

In mind and feature: I persuade me, from her
Will fall some blessing to this land, which shall
In it be memoriz'd.

Sur.

But, will the king

Digest this letter of the cardinal's?

The lord forbid!

Nor. Suf.

There be more wasps that buz about his nose,
Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius
Is stolen away to Rome; hath ta'en no leave;
Has left the cause o'the king unhandled; and
Is posted, as the agent of our cardinał,
To second all his plot. I do assure you
The king cry'd, ha! at this.

Cham.

And let him cry ha, louder!

Nor.

When returns Cranmer?

Now, God incense him,

But, my lord,

Suf. He is return'd, in his opinions; which

s Trace the conjunction!] To trace, is to follow.

In it be memoriz'd.] To memorize is to make memorable. 7 He is return'd, in his opinions;] Cranmer, says Suffolk, is returned in his opinions, i. e. with the same sentiments which he entertained before he went abroad, which (sentiments) have satisfied the king, together with all the famous colleges referred to

Have satisfied the king for his divorce,
Together with all famous colleges
Almost in Christendom: shortly, I believe,
His second marriage shall be publish'd, and
Her coronation. Katharine no more
Shall be call'd, queen; but princess dowager,
And widow to prince Arthur.

Nor.

This same Cranmer's

A worthy fellow, and hath ta'en much pain

In the king's business.

Suf.

For it, an archbishop.

He has; and we shall see him

So I hear.

"Tis so.

Enter WOLSEY and CROMWELL.

Observe, observe, he's moody.

Wol. The packet, Cromwell, gave it you

king?

Crom. To his own hand, in his bedchamber.
Wol. Look'd he o'the inside of the paper?
Crom.

the

Presently

He did unseal them: and the first he view'd,
He did it with a serious mind; a heed
Was in his countenance: You, he bade
Attend him here this morning.

Wol.

To come abroad?

Crom.

Is he ready

I think, by this he is.

[Exit CROMWELL.

Wol. Leave me a while.

It shall be the duchess of Alençon,

The French king's sister: he shall marry her.

on the occasion.-Or perhaps the passage (as Mr. Tyrwhitt observes) may mean-He is return'd in effect, having sent his opinions, i. e. the opinions of divines, &c. collected by him.

Anne Bullen! No; I'll no Anne Bullens for him:
There is more in it than fair visage.-Bullen!
No, we'll no Bullens.-Speedily I wish

To hear from Rome.-The marchioness of Pem

Lord, for thy justice!

Wol. The late queen's gentlewoman; a knight's daughter,

To be her mistress' mistress! the queen's queen ! This candle burns not clear: 'tis I must snuff it; Then, out it goes.-What though I know her virtuous,

And well deserving? yet I know her for

A spleeny Lutheran; and not wholesome to
Our cause, that she should lie i'the bosom of
Our hard-rul'd king. Again, there is sprung up
An heretick, an arch one, Cranmer; one
Hath crawl'd into the favour of the king,
And is his oracle.

Nor.

He is vex'd at something. Suf. I would, 'twere something that would fret the string,

The master-cord of his heart!

Enter the King, reading a Schedule; and LovELL.

Suf

The king, the king. K. Hen. What piles of wealth hath he accumu

lated

To his own portion! and what expence by the hour
Seems to flow from him! How, i'the name of thrift,
Does he rake this together!-Now, my lords;
Saw you the cardinal?

Nor.

VOL. VI.

My lord, we have

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Stood here observing him: Some strange commotion
Is in his brain: he bites his lip, and starts;
Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground,
Then, lays his finger on his temple; straight,
Springs out into fast gait; then, stops again,
Strikes his breast hard; and anon, he casts

His eye against the moon: in most strange postures
We have seen him set himself.

K. Hen.

It may well be;
There is a mutiny in his mind. This morning
Papers of state he sent me to peruse,

As I requir'd; And, wot you, what I found
There; on my conscience, put unwittingly?
Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing,—
The several parcels of his plate, his treasure,
Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which
I find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks
Possession of a subject.

Nor.

Some spirit put this paper
To bless your eye withal.
K. Hen.

It's heaven's will;

in the packet,

If we did think

His contemplation were above the earth,
And fix'd on spiritual object, he should still
Dwell in his musings: but, I am afraid,
His thinkings are below the moon, not worth
His serious considering.

Wol.

[He takes his seat, and whispers Loveli, Koho goes to WOLSEY.

Ever God bless your highness!

K. Hen.

Heaven forgive me!

Good, my lord,

You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory

Of your best graces in your mind; the which
You were now running o'er; you have scarce time
To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span,
To keep your earthly audit: Sure, in that

I deem you an ill husband: and am glad
To have
you therein my companion.
Wol.

Sir,

For holy offices I have a time; a time
To think upon the part of business, which
I bear i'the state; and nature does require
Her times of preservation, which, perforce,
I her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal,
Must give my tendance to.

K. Hen.

You have said well. Wol. And ever may your highness yoke together, As I will lend you cause, my doing well

With my well-saying!

you:

K. Hen. "Tis well said again; And 'tis a kind of good deed, to say well: And yet words are no deeds. My father lov'd He said, he did; and with his deed did crown His word upon you. Since I had my office, I have kept you next my heart; have not alone Employ'd you where high profits might come home, But par'd my present havings, to bestow

My bounties upon you.

Wol.

What should this mean?

Sur. The Lord increase this business!

K. Hen.

[Aside.

Have I not made you The prime man of the state? I pray you, tell me, If what I now pronounce, you have found true: And, if you may confess it, say withal,

If you are bound to us, or no. What say you?

Wol. My sovereign, I confess, your royal graces, Shower'd on me daily, have been more, than could My studied purposes requite; which went Beyond all man's endeavours :--my endeavours Have ever come too short of my desires,

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Yet, fil'd with my abilities: Mine own ends

Yet fil'd with my abilities:] My endeavours, though less