Or be a known friend, 'gainst his highness' pleasure Cam. How, sir? Cam. Put your main cause into the king's protection; He's loving and most gracious; 'twill be much You'll part away disgrac'd. Wol. He tells you rightly. Q. Kath. Ye tell me what ye wish for both, my ruin: your Is this Christian counsel? out upon ye! Cam. Your rage mistakes us. Q. Kath. The more shame for ye; holy men I thought ye, Upon my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues : The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady? I have more charity: But say, I warn'd ye; Wol. Madam, this is a mere distraction; You turn the good we offer into envy. Q. Kath. Ye turn me into nothing: Wo upon ye, (1) Outweigh. And all such false professors! Would ye have me (If you have any justice, any pity; If ye be any thing but churchmen's habits,) Cam. Q. Kath. Have I liv'd thes long-(let me speak myself, Since virtue finds no friends,)—a wife, a true one? Have I with all my full affections Still met the king? lov'd him next heaven? obey'd him? Been, out of fondness, superstitious to him?1 aim at. Q. Kath. My lord, I dare not make myself so guilty, To give up willingly that noble title Your master wed me to: nothing but death Wol. 'Pray, hear me. Q. Kath, 'Would I had never trod this English earth, Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it! Ye have angels' faces, but heaven knows your hearts. (1) Served him with superstitious attention. What will become of me now, wretched lady? Wol. lady, Upon what cause, wrong you? alas! our places, We are to cure such sorrows, not to sow them. So much they love it; but to stubborn spirits, Those we profess, peace-makers, friends, and ser vants. Cam. Madam, you'll find it so. You wrong your virtues With these weak women's fears. A noble spirit, As yours was put into you, ever casts Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The king loves you; Beware, you lose it not: For us, if you please your service. Q. Kath. Do what ye will, my lords: And, pray, forgive me, If I have us'd1 myself unmannerly: (1) Behaved. You know, I am a woman, lacking wit He has my heart yet; and shall have my prayers, 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, Sur. you I am joyful Suff Cham. My lords, you speak your pleasures: you cannot Nor. O, fear him not; His spell in that is out: the king hath found (1) Enforce. Matter against him, that for ever mars The honey of his language. No, he's settled, Sur. Sir, I should be glad to hear such news as this Nor. Believe it, this is true. In the divorce, his contrary proceedings Are all unfolded; wherein he appears, As I could wish mine enemy. Sur. How came His practices to light? Suff Most strangely. O, how, how? Sur. Suff. The cardinal's letter to the pope miscarried, A creature of the queen's, lady Anne Bullen. Suff Sur. Cham. The king in this coasts, Believe it. Will this work? perceives him, how he 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. Sur. Now all my joy My amen to't! All men's. Suff. There's order given for her coronation : (1) Follow. |