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I be not found a talker.

[ To Wolsey There's places of rebuke. He was a fool; Wo!. Sir, you cannot

For he would needs be virtuous: That good fellow, I would, your grace would give us but an hour If I command him, follows my appointment; Of private conference.

I will have none so near else. Learn this, brother, K. Hen. We are busy; go.

We live not to be grip'd by meaner persons. (To Norfolk and SUFFOLK. K. Hen. Deliver this with modesty to the queen. Nor. This priest has no pride in him ?

[Exit GARDINER. Suf: Not to speak of;

The most convenient place that I can think of, I would not be so sick though, for his place :

For such receipt of learning, is Black-Friars; But this cannot continue.

Aside. There ye shall meet about this weighty business : Nor. If it do,

My Wolsey, see it furnish’d.-O my lord, I'll venture one heave at him.

Would it not grieve an able man, to leave Suf.

I another.

So sweet a bedfellow? But, conscience, conscience, (Ereunt Norfolk and Suffolk. 0, 'tis a tender place, and I must leave her. (Ereunt. Wol. Your grace has given a precedent of wisdom

SCENE III.--Ad Ante-Chamber in the Queen's Above all princes, in committing freely Your scruple to the voice of Christendom :

Who can be angry now? what envy reach you !

Enter ANNE BULLEN and an old Lady.
The Spaniard), tied by blood and favour to her,
Must now confess, if they have any goodness,

Anne. Not for that neither :-Here's the pang The trial just and noble. All the clerks,

that pinches : I mean, the learned ones, in christian kingdoms,

His highness having liv'd so long with her : and sho Have their free voices; Rome, the nurse of judgment, So good a lady, that no tongue could ever Invited by your noble self, hath sent

Pronounce dishonour of her, -by my life, One general tongue uuto us, this good man,

She never knew harm-doing ;-O now, after This just and learned priest, cardinal Campeius;

So many courses of the sun enthron'd, Whom, once more, I present unto your highness.

Still growing in a majesty and pomp,—the which K. Hen. And, once more, in mine arms I bid To leave is a thousand-fold more bitter, than him welcome,

"Tis sweet at first to acquire, ---after this process, And thank the holy conclave for their loves ; (for. To give her the avaunt! it is a pity They have sent me such a man I would have wish'i Would move a monster, Cam. Your grace must needs deserve all strangers'

Old L.

Hearts of most hard temper loves,

Melt and lament for her. You are so n.ole : To your highness' hand


0, God's will! much better, I tender my commission ; by whose virtue,

She ne'er had known pomp: though it be temporal, (The court of Rome commanding,)-you, my lord

Yet, if that quarrel, fortune, do divorce
Cardinal of York, are join'd with me their servant,

It from the bearer, 'tis a sufferance, panging
In the unpartial judging of this business. (quainted As soul and body's severing.
K. Hen. Two equal men. The queen shall be ac-

Old L.

Alas, poor lady: Forthwith, for what you come :- Where's Gardiner ? She's a stranger now again.


So much the more Wol. I know, your majesty has always lov'd her So dear in heart, not to deny her that

Must pity drop upon her. Verily, A woman of less place might ask by law,

I swear, 'tis better to be lowly born, Scholars, allow'd ireely to argue for her. (my favour And range with humble livers in content,

K. Hen. Ay, and the best, she shall have ; and Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, To him that does best ; God forbid else. Cardinal, And wear a golden sorrow.

Old L. Prythee call Gardiner to me, my new secretary;

Our content
I find a fit fellow.

[Exit WOLSEY. Is our best having.

Ry my troth, and maidenhead,
Re-enter WOLSEY, wir GARDINER. | I would not be a queen.
Wol. Give me your hand: much joy and favour Old L.

Beshrew me I would,

And venture maidenhead for't; and so would you, iou are the king's now.

For all this spice of your hypocrisy: Gard.

But to be commanded You, that have so fair parts of woman on you, For ever by your grace, whose hand has rais'd me. Have too a woman's heart: which ever yet

(Aside. Affected eminence, wealth, sovereignty ; K. Hon. Come hither, Gardiner.

Which, to say sooth, are blessings: and which gifts

[ They converse apart. (Saving your mincing) the capacity Cam. My lord of York, was not one doctor Pace of your soft cheveril conscience would receive, In this man's place before him ?

If you might please to stretch it.

Yes, he was.

Nay, good troth, Cam Was he not held a learned man ?

Old L. Yes, troth, and troth,-You would not be Wol.

Yes, surely.

a queen ? Cam. Believe me, there's an ill opinion spread then Anne. No, not for all the riches under heaven. ven of yourself, lord cardinal.

Old L. 'Tis strange: a three-pence bowed would Wol.

How ! of me? Cam. They will not stick to say, you envied him; Old as I am, to queen it: But, I pray you, And fearing he would rise, he was so virtuous, What think you of a duchess ? have you limbs Kept him a foreign man still; which so griey'd him, To bear that load of title? That he ran mad, and died.


No, in truth.

[little ; Wol.

Heaven's peace be with him! Old L. Then you are weakly made: Pluck of That's christiau care enough; for living murmurers, I would not be a young count in your way,

to you;

hire me,

For more than blushing comes to : if your back Is longer than his foreskirt. By this time,
Cannot vouchsafe this burden, 'tis too weak I know, your back will bear a duchess ;-Say,
Ever to get a boy.

Are you not stronger than you were ?
How you do talk!

Good lady, I swear again, I would not be a queen

Make yourself mirth with your particular fancy, For all the world.

And leave me out on't. 'Would I had no being, Old L.

In faith, for little England If this salute my blood a jot; it faints me,
You'd venture an emballing: I myself

To think what follows.
Would for Carnarvonshire, although there 'long'd The queen is comfortless, and we forgetful
No more to the crown but that. Lo, who comes here? In our long absence: Pray, do not deliver
Enter the Lord Chamberlain.

What here you have heard, to her.
Old L

What do you think me? Cham. Good morrow, ladies. What wer't worth

[Ereunt. to know The secret of your conference?

SCENE IV.-- A Hall in Black-fryars. Anne.

My good lord, Not your demand; it values not your asking :

Trumpets, senel, and cornets. Enter Two Vergers, Our mistress' sorrows we were pitying.

with short silver wands; next them, Two Scribes, in Cham. It was a gentle business, and becoming

the habits of doctors ; after them, the ARCHBISHOP

of CANTERBURY alone ; after him, the Bishops of The action of good women : there is hope,

Lincoln, Ely, ROCHESTER, and SAINT ASAPH; All will be well. Anne. Now I pray God, amen!

next them, with some small distance, follows a GenCham. You bear a gentle mind, and heavenly

tleman bearing the purse, with the great seal and u Llessings

cardina's hat; then Tuo Priests, bearing each a Follow such creatures. That you may, fair lady,

silver cross; then a Gentleman-Usher bare-headed, Perceive I speak sincerely, and high noto's

accompanied with a Sergeant at Arms, bearing a

silver mace; then Two Gentlemen, bearing two Ta'en of your many virtues, the king's majesty Commends his good opinion to you, and

great silver pillars ; after them, side by side, the

two CARDINALS WOLSEY and CAMPEIUS; Two Does purpose honour to you no less flowing

Noblemen with the sword and mace. Then enter Than marchioness of Pembroke; to wluch title

the King and QUEEN, and their Trains. The King A thousand pound a year, annual support,

takes place under the cloth of state ; the Two CAROut of his grace he adds. Anne. I do not know,

DINALS sit under him as judges. The Queen takes What kind of my obedience I should tender;

place at some distance from the King. The Bishops More than my all is nothing; nor my prayers

place themselves on each side the court, in manner Are not words duly hallow'd, por my wishes

of a consistory ; between them, the Scribes. The

Lords sit next the Bishops. The Crier and the More worth thah empty vanities; yet prayers, and

rest of the Attendants stand in convenient order wishes, Are all I can return. 'Beseech your lordship,

about the stage. Vouchsafe to speak my thanks, and my obedience, Wol. Whilst our commission from Rome is read, As from a blushing handmaid to his highness; Let silence be commanded. Whose health, and royalty, I pray for.

K. Hen.

What's tbe need ? Cham.

Lady, It hath already publickly been read, I shall not fail to approve the fair conceit

And on all sides the authority allow'd; The king hath of you.-I have perus’d her well; You may then spare that time.

(Aside. Wol.

Be't so :-Proceed. Beauty and honour in her are so mingled,

Scribe. Say, Henry king of England, come into That they have caught he king: and who knows yet,

the court. But from this lady may proceed a gem,

Crier. Henry king of England, &c. To lighten all this isle - I'll to the king,

K. Hen. Here.

[into court. And say, I spoke with you.

Scribe. Say, Katharine queen of England, come Anne.

My honour'd lord. Crier. Katharine queen of England, &c.

(Exit Lord Chamberlain. [The QUEEN makes no answer, rises out of her chair, Old L. Why, this it is; see, see !

goes about the court, comes to the King, and kneels I have been begging sixteen years in court,

at his feet; then speaks. (Am yet a courtier beggarly,) nor could

Q. Kaih. Sir, I desire you, do me right and justice; Come pat betwixt too early and too late,

And to bestow your pity on me: for
For any suit of pounds : and you, (O fate!) I am a most poor woman, and a stranger
A very fresh-fish here, (fye, fye upon

Born out of your dominions ; having here
This compellid fortune !) have your mouth fill’d up, No judge indifferent, nor no more assurance
Before you open it.

Of equal friendship and proceeding. Alas, sir, Anne. This is strange to me.

In what have I offended you ? what cause Old L. How tastes it? is it better? forty pence, no. Hath my behaviour given to your displeasure, There was a lady once, ('tis an old story,)

That thus you should proceed to put me off, That would not be a queen-that would she not- And take your good grace from me? Heaven witness, For all the mud in Egypt :-Have you heard it? I have been to you a true and humble wife, Anne. Come, you are pleasant.

At all times to your will comformable : Old L.

With your theme, I could Ever in fear to kindle your dislike, O’ermount the lark. The marchioness of Pembroke! Yea, subject to your countenance; glad, or sorry, A thousand pounds a year! for pure respect;

As I saw it inclin'd. When was the hour, No other obligation: By my life,

I ever contradicted your desire, That promises more thousands : Honour's train Or made it not mine too? Or which of your friends


Have I not strove to love, although I knew That I have blown this coal: I do deny it:
He were mine enemy? what friend of mine The king is present: if it be known to him,
That had to him deriv'd your anger, did I

That I gainsay my deed, how may he wound,
Continue in my liking ? nay, gave notice

And worthily, my falsehood ? yea, as much
He was from thence discharg'd? Sir, call to mind As you have done my truth. But if he know
That I have been your wise, in this obedience, That I am free of your report, he knows,
Upward of twenty years, and have been blest I am not of your wrong. Therefore in him
With many children by you; If, in the course It lies, to cure me: and the cure is, to
And process of this time, you can report,

Remove these thoughts from you; the which before
And prove it too, against mine honour aught, His highness shall speak in, I do beseech
My bond to wedlock, or my love and duty, You, gracious madam, to unthink your speaking,
Against your sacred person, in God's name, And to say so no more.
Turn me away; and let the foul'st contempt

Q. Kath.

My lord, my lord, Shut door upon me, and so give me up

I am a simple woman, much too weak To the sharpest kind of justice. Please you, sir, To oppose your cunning. You are meek, and humThe king, your father, was reputed for

bie-mouth'd ; A prince most prudent, of an excellent

You sign your place and calling, in full seeming And unmatch'd wit and judgment: Ferdinand, With meekness and humility: but your heart My father, king of Spain, was reckond one Is cramm'd with arrogancy, spleen, and pride. The wisest prince, that there had reign'd by many You have, by fortune, and his highness' favours, A year before : It is not to be question'd

Gone slightly o'er low steps; and now are mounted That they had gather'd a wise council to them Where powers are your retainers: and your words, Of every realm, that did debate this business, Domesticks to you, serve your will, as't please Who deem'd our marriage lawful: Wherefore I Yourself pronounce their office. I must tell you, humbly

You tender more your person's honour, than
Beseech you, sir, to spare me, till I may

Your high profession spiritual : That again
Be by my friends in Spain advis’d; whose counsel I do refuse you for my judge; and here,
I will implore; if not-i' the name of God, Before you all, appeal unto the pope,
Your pleasure be fulfill'd !

To bring my whole cause 'fore his holiness,

You have here, lady, And to be judg’d by him. (And of your choice,) these reverend fathers; men (She curt' sies to the KING, and offers to depart Of singular integrity and learning,


The queen is obstinate, Yea, the elect of the land, who are assembled Stubborn to justice, apt to accuse it, and To plead your cause : It shall be therefore bootless, Disdainful to be try'd by it; 'tis not well. That longer you desire the court; as well

She's going away. For your own quiet, as to rectify

K. Hen. Call her again.

[the court. What is unsettled in the king.

Crier. Katharine queen of England, come into Cam,

Grif. Madam, you are callid back. Hath spoken well, and justly: Therefore, madam, Q. Kath. What need you note it? pray you, keep It's fit this royal session do proceed;

your way: And that, without delay, their arguments

When you are call’d, return.—Now the Lord help, Be now produc'd, and heard.

They vex me past my patience !-pray you, pass on Q. Kath.

Lord cardinal, I will not tarry: no, nor ever more,
To you I speak.

Upon this business, my appearance make
Your pleasure, madain ? In any of their courts.
Q. Kath.


[Ereunt Queen, Griffith, and her other I am about to weep; but, thinking that

Attendants. We are a queen, (or long have dream'd so,) certain, K. Hen.

Go thy ways, Kate: The daughter of a king, my drops of tears That man i'the world, who shall report he has I'll turn to sparks of fire.

A better wife, let him in nought be trusted,

Be patient yet. For speaking false in that: Thou art, alone,
Q. Kath. I will, when you are humble; nay, before, (If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness,
Or God will punish me. I do believe,

Thy meekness saint-like, wife-life government, Induc'd by potent circumstances, that

Obeying in commanding ---and thy parts You are mine enemy; and make my challenge, Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee out,) You shall not be my judge: for it is you

The queen of earthly queens : -She is noble born Have blown this coal betwixt my lord and me,- And, like her true nobility, she has Which God's dew quench!—Therefore, I say again, Carried herself towards me. I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul,


Most gracious sir, Refuse you for my judge : whom, yet once more, In humblest manner I require your highness, I hold my most malicious foe, and think not That it shall please you to declare, in bearing At all a friend to truth.

Of all these ears, (for where I am robb'd and boun Wol. I do profess,

There must I be unloos'd ; although not there You speak not like yourself; who ever yet

At once and fully satisfied,) whether ever I Have stood to charity, and display'd the effects Did broach this business to your highness; or Of disposition gentle, and of wisdom wrong: Laid any scruple in your way, which might O'ertopping woman's power. Madam, you do me Induce you to the question on't? or ever I have no spleen against you; nor injustice Have to you, ---but with thanks to God for such For you, or any: how far I have proceeded, A royal lady,--spake one the least word, might Or how far further shall, is warranted

Be to the prejudice of her present state, By a commission from the consistory,

Or touch of her good person? Yea, the whole consistory of Rome. You charge me, K. Hen.

My lord cardinal

I do excuse you; yea, upou mine hononr,

For no dislike i'the world against the person
I free you from't. You are not to be taught Of the good queen, but the sharp thoruy points
That you have many enemies, that know not Of my alleged reasons, drive this forwari
Why they are so, but, like to village curs,

Prove but our marriage lawful, by my life,
Bark when their fellows do : by some of these And kingly digaity, we are contented
The queeu is put in anger. You are excus'd: To wear our mortal state to come, with her,
But will you be more justified ? you ever

Katharine our queen, before the primest creature
Have wish'd the sleeping of this business; never That's paragon'd o'the world.
Desir'd it to be stirr'd; but oft have hinderd, oft, Cam.

So please your highness, The passages made toward it :-on my honour, The queen being absent, 'tis a needful fitness I speak my good lord cardinal to this point, That we adjourn this court till further day; And thus far clear him. Now, what mov'd me to'ti - Mean while must be an earnest motion I will be bold with time, and your attention :- Made to the queen, to call back her appeal Then mark the inducement. Thus it came;-give She intends unto his holiness. [They rise to depart. heed to't :

K. Hen.

I may perceive, (Aside My conscience first receiv'd a tenderness,

These cardinals trifle with me: I abhor Scruple, and prick, on certain speeches utter'd This dilatory sloth, and tricks of Rome. By the bishop of Bayonne, then French ambassador, My learn'd and well-beloved servant, Cranmer, Who had been hither sent on the debating

Pr’ythee, returu! with thy approach, I know, A marriage 'twixt the duke of Orleans and

My comfort comes along. Break up the court:
Our daughter Mary : l' the progress of this business, I say, set on. [Exeunt in manner as they enlered.
Ere a determinate resolution, he
(I mean, the bishop) did require a respite;
Wherein he might the king his lord advertise
Whether our daughter were legitimate,

Respecting this our inarriage with the dowager,
Sometime our brother's wife. This respite shook

SCENE I.-Palace at Bridewell, A Room in the The bosom of my conscience, enter'd me,

Queen's Apartment. Yea, with a splitting power, and made to tremble The region of my breast; which forc'd such way, The Queen, and some of her Women, at work. That many maz’d considerings did throng, And press'd in with this caution. First, methought,

Q. Kath. Take thy lute, wench: my soul grows

sad with troubles : I stood not in the smile of heaven ; who had Commanded nature, that my lady's womb,

Sing, and disperse them, if thou canst: leave working. If it conceiv'd a male child by me, should

SONG. Do no more offices of life to't, than

Orpheus with his lute made trees, The grave does to the dead; for her male issue

And the mountain-tops, that freeze, Or died where they were made, or shortly after

Bow themselves, when he did sing : This world had air'd them : Hence I took a thought,

To his musick, plants and flowers This was a judgment on me; that my kingdom,

Ever sprung; as sun, and showers,
Well worthy the best heir o'the world, should not

There had been u lasting spring.
Be gladden'd in’t by me: Then follows, that
I weigh'd the danger which my realms stood in

Every thing that heard him play,

Even the billows of the sea,
By this my issue's fail : and that gave to me
Many a groaning throe. Thus hulling in

Hung their heads, and then lay by
The wild sea of my conscience, I did steer

In sweet musick is such art Toward this remedy, whereupon we are

Killing cure and grief of heart Now present here together; that's to say,

Fall asleep, or, hearing, die. I meant to rectify my conscience, --which

Enter a Gentleman. I then did feel full sick, and yet not well,

Q. Kath. How now ?

(dinals By all the reverend fathers of the land,

Gent. An't please your grace, the two great carAnd doctors learn'd.–First, I began in private Wait in the presence. With you, my lord of Lincoln; you remember

Q. Kath,

Would they speak with me? How under my oppression I did reek,

Gent. They will’d me say so, madam. When I first moved you.

Q. Kath.

Pray their graces Lin.

Very well, my liege. To come near. K. Hen. I have spoke long; be pleas’d yourself

[Exit Gent.] What can be their business

With me, a poor weak woman, fallen from favours How far you satisfied me.

I do not like their coming, now I think on’t. Lin.

So please your highness, They should be good men ; their affairs as righteous This question did at first so stagger me,

But all hoods make not monks.
Bearing a state of mighty moment in’t,
And consequence of dread, --that I committed

The daring'st counsel wbich I had, to doubt;


Peace to your highness! And did entreat your highness to this course,

Q. Kath. Your graces find me here part of a Which you are running here.

housewife; K. Hen.

I then mov'd you, I would be all, against the worst may happen. My lord of Canterbury; and got your leave What are your pleasures with me, reverend lords ? To make this present summons:-Unsolicited Wol. May it please you, noble madam, to with I left no reverend person in this court;

draw But by particular consert proceeded,

Into your private chamber, we shall give you Under your hand, and seals. Therefore, go on The full cause of our cominy.

to say

Q. Kath.

Speak it here;

Cam. Put your main cause into the king's proThere's nothing I have done yet, o' my conscience,

tection; Deserves a corner: 'Would, all other women He's loving, and most gracious; 'twill be much Could speak this with as free a soul as I do! Both for your honour better, and your cause; My lords, I care not, (so much I am happy For, if the trial of the law o'ertake yon, Above a number,) if my actions

You'll part away disgrac'd. Were tried by every tongue, every eye saw them,


He tells you rightly. Envy and base opinion set against them,

Q. Kath. Ye tell me what ye wish for, both, my I know my life so even: If your business

ruin : Seek me out, and that way I am wife in,

Is this your christian counsel? out upon ye!
Out with it boldly; Truth loves open dealing. Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
Wol. Tanta esi eryd te mentis integritas, regina That no king can corrupt.
serenissima, -


Your rage mistakes us. Q. Kath. O good, my lord, no Latin;

Q. Kath. The more shame for ye; holy men I I am not such a truant since my coming,

thought ye, As not to know the language I have liv'd in: Upon my soul --iwo reverend cardinal virtues ; A strange tongue makes my cause more strange, But cardinal sins, and hollow hearts, I fear ye : suspicious;

(you, Mend them, for shame, my lords. Is this your comPray, speak in English : here are some will thank

fort ?
If you speak truth, for their poor mistress' sake; The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady?
Believe me, she has had much wrong : Lord cardinal, a woman lost among ye, laugh'd at, scorn'd ?
The willing'st sin I ever yet committed,

I will not wish ye half my miseries,
May be absolv'd in English.

I have more charity : But say, I warn’d ye; Wol.

Noble lady,

Take heed, for heaven's sake, take heed, lest at once I am sorry, my integrity should breed,

The burden of my sorrows fall upon ye. (And service to his majesty and you,)

Wol. Madam, this is a mere distraction So deep suspicion, where all faith was meant. You turn the good we offer into envy. We cume not by the way of accusation,

Q. Kath. Ye turn me into nothing : Woe upon ye, To taint that honour every good tongue blesses; And all such false professors! Would ye have me Nor to betray you any way to sorrow;

(If you have any justice, any pity; You have too much, good lady: but to know If ye be any thing but churchmen's habits,) How you stand minded in the weighty difference Put my sick cause into his hands that hates me? Between the king and you ; and to deliver,

Alas ! he has banish'd me bis bed already ; Like free and honest men, our just opinions, His love, too long ago : I am old, my lords, And comforts to your cause.

And all the fellowship I hold now with him Cam.

Most honour'd madam, Is only my obedience. What can happen My lord of York-out of his noble nature, To me above this wretchedness ? all your studies Zeal and obedience he still bore your grace;

Make me a curse like this. Forgetting, like a good man, your late censure Cam.

Your fears are worse. Both of his truth and him, (which was too far,) Q. Kath. Have I liv'd thus long-(let me speak Offers, as I do, in a sign of peace,

myself, His service and his counsel."

Since virtue finds no friends,)—a wife, a true one ? Q. Kath.

To betray me. [Aside A woman (I dare say, without vain-glory,)
My lords, I thank you both for your good wills. Neyer yet branded with suspicion ?
Yé speak like honest men, (pray God, ye prove so!) Have I with all my full affections

(him? But how to make ye suddenly an answer,

Still met the king ? loy'd him next heaven? obey'd In such a point of weight, so near mine honour, Been, out of fondness, superstitious to him? (More near my life, I fear,) with my weak wit, Almost forgot my prayers to content him ? And to such men of gravity and learning,

And am I thus rewarded ? 'tis not well, lords. In truth, I know not. I was set at work

Bring me a constant woman to her husband, Among my maids; full little, God knows, looking One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure; Either for such men, or such business.

And to that woman, when she has done most, For her sake that I have been, (for I feel

Yet will I add an honour,-a great patience. The last fit of my greatness,) good your graces, Wol. Madam, you wander from the good we aim Let me have time, and counsel, for my cause;


(guilty, Alas! I am a woman, friendless, hopeless.

Q. Kath. My lord, I dare not make myself so Wol. Madam, you wrong the king's love with To give up willingly that noble title these fears;

Your master wed me to : nothing but death Your hopes and friends are infinite.

Shall e'er divorce my dignities.
Q. Kath.

In England,

'Pray, hear me. But little for my profit: Can you think, lords, Q. Kath. 'Would I had never trod this English Than any Englishman dare give me counsel ?

earth, Or be a known friend, 'gainst his highness' pleasure, Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it! (Though he be grown so desperate to be honest,) Ye have angels' faces, but heaven knows your hearts. And live a subject ? Nay, forsonth, my friends, What will become of me now, wretched lady ? They that must weigh out my afflictions,

I am the most unbappy woman living.They that my trust must grow to, live not here: Alas! poor wenches, where are now your fortunes i They are, as all my other comforts, far bence,

[To her Women In mine own country, lords,

Shipwreck'd upon a kingdom where no pity, Cam.

I would, your grace No friends, no hope ; no kindred weep for me; Would leave your griefs, and take my counsel. Almost, no grave allow'd me:-Like the lily, Q. Kath.

How, sir ? | That once was mistress of the field, and flourishid,

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