The hearts of princes kiss obedience, So much they love it; but to stubborn spirits, With these weak women's fears. A noble spirit, Such doubts, as false coin, from it The king loves you; Beware, you lose it not: For us, if you please Q. Kath. Do what ye will, my lords: And, pray, forgive me, If I have us'd myself unmannerly: You know, I am a woman, lacking wit To make a seemly answer to such persons. He has my heart yet; and shall have my prayers, [Exeunt. • Behaved. SCENE II. Ante chamber to the King's apartment. Enter the Duke of Norfolk, the Duke of Suffolk, the Earl of Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlain. Nor. If you will now unite in your complaints And force them with a constancy, the cardinal. Cannot stand under them: If you omit The offer of this time, I cannot promise, But that you shall sustain more new disgraces, Sur. I am joyful To meet the least occasion, that may give me Remembrance of my father-in-law, the duke, To be reveng'd on him. Which of the peers Suff, Out of himself? Cham. My lords, you speak your pleasures: What he deserves of you and me, I know; What we can do to him (though now the time Gives way to us), I much fear. If you cannot Bar his access to the king, never attempt Any thing on him; for he hath a witchcraft Over the king in his tongue. O, fear him not; Nor. The honey of his language. No, he's settled, * Enforce. Sur. Sir, I should be glad to hear such news as this Once every hour. Nor. Believe it, this is true. In the divorce, his contrary proceedings Sur. His practices to light? Suff. Sur. How came Most strangely. O, how, how? Suff. The cardinal's letter to the pope miscarried, A creature of the queen's, lady Anne Bullen. Suff. Sur. Believe it. Will this work? Cham. The king in this perceives him, how he coasts, And hedges, his own way. But in this point Sur. 'Would he had! Suff. May you be happy in your wish, my lord! For, I profess, you have it. Suff. There's order given for her coronation; In mind and feature: I persuade me, from her Sur. But, will the king Digest this letter of the cardinal's? The Lord forbid ! Nor. Suff. Marry, amen! No, no; There be more wasps that buz about his nose, Suff. He is return'd, in his opinions; which Almost in Christendom: shortly, I believe, Nor. This same Cranmer's A worthy fellow, and hath ta'en much pain In the king's business. Nor. Enter Wolsey and Cromwell. Observe, observe, he's moody. Wol. The packet, Cromwell, gave it you the king? Crom. To his own hand, in his bedchamber. He did unseal them; and the first he view'd Wol. To come abroad? Crom. Is he ready I think, by this he is. [Erit Cromwell. Wol. Leave me a while. It shall be to the duchess of Alençon, The French king's sister: he shall marry her.- To hear from Rome.-The marchioness of Pem broke! Nor. He's discontented. Suff. Does whet his anger to him. Sur. Lord, for thy justice! May be, he hears the king Sharp enough, Wol. The late queen's gentlewoman; a knight's daughter, To be her mistress' mistress! the queen's queen!- A spleeny Lutheran; and not wholesome to |