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In that one woman I have lost for ever:
O my lord,
Wol. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear
Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
Crom. Good sir, have patience.
So I have. Farewell The hopes of court! my hopes in heaven do dwell.
SCENE I. A street in Westminster.
Enter two Gentlemen, meeting.
1 Gent. You are well met once again. 2 Gent.
And so are you. 1 Gent. You come to take your stand here, and
behold The lady Aone pass from her coronation? 2 Gent. 'Tis all my business. At our last en
counter, The duke of Buckingham came from his trial. 1 Gent. 'Tis very true : but that time offered sor.
• row; This, general joy. 2 Gent.
'Tis well : The citizens, I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds;
As, let them have their rights, they are ever forward
Never greater, Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir. 2 Gent. May I be bold to ask what that contains,
in your hand? 1 Gent.
Yes ; 'tis the list
1 Gent. That I can tell you too. The archbishop
Alas, good lady!
[Trumpets. The trumpets sound: stand close, the queen is
* The marriage lately considered as valid.
THE ORDER OF THE PROCESSION. A lively flourish of trumpets ; then enter 1. Tuo judges. 2. Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace be.
fore him. 3. Choristers singing.
[Musick. 4. Mayor of London, bearing the mace. Then
Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his
head, a gilt copper crown. 3. Marquis Dorset, bearing a sceptre of gold, on
his head a demi-coronal of gold. With him, the earl of Surrey, beuring the rod of silver with the dove, crowned with an
earl's coronet. Collars of SS. 6. Duke of Suffolk, in his robe of estate, his coro
net on his head, bearing a long white wand, as high-steward. With him, the duke of Norfolk, with the rod of marshal.
ship, a coronet on his head. Collars of ss. 7. A canopy borne by four of the Cinque-ports;
under it, the Queen in her robe; in her hair richly adorned with pearl, crowned. On each side of her, the bishops of London
and Winchester. 8. The old duchess of Norfolk, in a coronal of
gold, wrought with flowers, bearing the
Queen's train. 9. Certain ladies or countesses, with plain circlets
of gold, without flowers.
2 Gent. A royal train, believe me.--These I
Who's that, that bears the sceptre? 1 Gent.
Marquis Dorset : And that the earl of Surrey, with the rod. 2 Gent. A bold brave gentleman: And that should
be The duke of Suffolk,
'Tis the same; high-steward. 2 Gent. And that my lord of Norfolk 1 Gent. 2 Gent.
Heaven bless thee !
(Looking on the Queen, Thou hast the sweetest face I ever look'd on.-Sir, as I have a soul, she is au angel ; Our king has all the Indies in his arms, And more, and richer, when he strains that lady: I cannot blame his conscience. 1 Gent.
They, that bear The cloth of honour over her, are four barons of the Cinque-ports. • 2 Gent. Those men are happy; and so are all, are
near her. I take it, she that carries up the train, Is that old noble lady, duchess of Norfolk.
1 Gent. It is ; and all the rest are countesses. 2 Gent. Their coronets say so.
These are stars, indeed; And, sometimes, falling ones. 1 Gent.
No more of that. [Exit procession, with a great fourish of
Enter a third Gentlemaan.
God save you, sir! Where have you been broiling? 3 Gent. Among the croud i'the abbey; where a
finger Could not be wedg'd in more; and I am stified With the mere rankness of their joy. 2 Gent.
You saw The ceremony? 3 Gent.
That I did. 1 Gent.
How was it? 3 Gent. Well worth the seeing. 2 Gent.
Good sir, speak it to'us, 3 Gent. As well as I am able. The rich stream Of lords, and ladies, having brought the queen