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Being of those virtues vacant. I fear nothing An ordinary groom is for such payment.
What can be said against me.

will have more, or scold it out of him. King. Know you not

(world! Said I for this, the girl was like to him? How your state stands i' the world, with the whole I will have more, or else unsay't; and now, Your enemies are many, and not small; their 5 While it is hot, I'll put it to the issue. (Excunt. practices

SCENE II.
Must bear the same proportion : and not evet
The justice and the truth o'the question carries

Before the Council Chamber.
The due o' the verdict with it: At what ease

Cranmer, Servants, Door-keeper, &c. attending. Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt To swear against you ? such things have been done.

Cran. I hope, I am not too late ; and yet the You are potently oppos’d; and with a malice

gentleman, Of as great fize. Ween' you of better luck, That was sent to me from the council, pray'd me I mean, in perjur'd witness, than your Master, To make great hafte. All fast? what means Whose minister you are, whiles here he liv'd

this --Hoa!

15 Upon this naughty earth? Go to, go to ;

Who waits there?-Sure, you know me? You take a precipice for no leap of danger,

D. Keep. Yes, my lord; And woo your own destruction.

But yet I cannot help you. Cran. God, and your majesty,

Cran. Why? Protect mine innocence, or I fall into

D. Keep. Your grace muft wait, 'till you be The trap is laid for me !

called for. Kirig. Be of good cheer;

Enter Doctor Burts. They shall no more prevail, than we give way to.

Cran. So. Keep comfort to you; and this morning see

Buits. This is a piece of malice. I am glad, You do appear before them : if they shall chance, 25 I came this way to happily: The king In charging you with matters, to commit you,

Shall understand it presently,

[Exit Butts. The best persuasions to the contrary

Cran. (Afide.] 'Tis Butts,
Fail lot to use, and with what vehemency The king's physician; As he paft along,
The occasion Mall instruct you : if entreaties

How earnestly he cast his eyes upon me!
Will render you no remedy, this ring

Pray heaven he sound not my disgrace! For certain, Deliver them, and your appeal to us

This is of purpose lay'd, by fome that hate me, There make before them.-Look, the good

(God turn their hearts ! I never fought their malice) man weeps !

To quench mine honour : they would shame to He's honest, on mine honour. God's blest mother!

make me I swear, he is true-hearted; and a soul

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Wait elle at door; a fellow counsellor, [fures None better in my kingdom. Get you gone,

Among boys, grooms, and lackeys. But their pleaAnd do as I have bid you. He has strangled

Must be fulfill'd, and I attend with patience. His language in his tears. [Exit Cranmer. Enter tbe King, and Burts, at a window above. Enter an Old Lady.

Butts. I'll Mew your grace the strangest light, Gen. [witbin.] Come back; what mean you ? 140 King. What's that, Butts ? Lady. I'll not come back; the tidings that

Butts. I think, your highness saw this many a day. bring

(angels King. Body o'me, where is it? Will make my boldness manners.--Now, good

Butts. There, my lord : Fly o'er thy royal head, and shade thy person

The high promotion of his grace of Canterbury; Under their blessed wings!

Who holds his itate at door, 'mongst pursuivants,

45 King. Now, by thy looks

Pages, and foot-boys.
I guess thy message. Is the queen deliver'd ? King. Ha! 'Tis he, indeed :
Say, ay; and of a boy.

Is this the honour they do one another?
Lady. Ay, ay, my liege ;

'Tis well, there's one above 'em yet. I had thought, And of a lovely boy: The God of heaven

They had parted so much honesty among 'em, Both now and ever bless her !-'tis a girl,

(At least, good manners) as not thus to suffer Promises boys hereafter. Sir, your queen

A man of his place, and so near our favour, Defires your visitation, and to be

To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures, Acquainted with this itranger; 'tis as like you,

And at the door too, like a post with packets. As cherry is to cherry.

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By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery:
King. Lovel,

Let'em alone, and draw the curtain close :
Enter Lovel.

We Thail hear more anon.-
Liv. Sir.

Enter ebe Lord Chancellor, places bimself at ibe up. King. Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the per end of tbe sable on tbe left band; a seat being queen.

(Exie King. 60 left void above bim, as for ibi Arobbisbup of Care Lady. An hundred marks! by this light, I'll terbury. Duke of Suffolk, Duke of Norfolk, Sur. have more.

ry, Lord Coumberiain, and Gardiner, seat iben.

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selves in order on each side, Cromwell at the lower Jand, by that virtue, no man dare accuse yoti. end, as Secretary.

Gard. My lord, because we have business of more 1 Cban. Speak to the business, master Secretary:

moment,

[pleasure, Why are we met in council ?

We will be short with you. "Tis his highness' Crom. Please your honours,

5 And our consent, for better trial of you, The chief cause concerns his grace of Canterbury. From hence you be committed to the Tower; Gard. Has he had knowledge of it?

Where, being but a private man again, Crom. Yes.

You Thall know many dare accuse you boldly, Nor. Who waits there?

More than, I fear, you are provided for. [thank you, D. Keep. Without, my noble lords?

Cran. Ah, my good lord of Winchester, I Gard. Yes.

You are always my good friend; if your will pass, D. Keep. My lord archbishop;

I thall both find your lordship judge and juror, And has done half an hour, to know your pleasures. You are so merciful: I see your end, Cban. Let him come in.

l'Tis my undoing: Love, and meckness, lord, D. Keep. Your grace may enter now.

15 Become a churchman better than ambition; [Cranmer approacbes the council table. Win straying souls with modesty again, Char. My good lord archbishop, I am very sorry Caft none away. That I thall clear myself, To fit here at this present, and behold

Lay all the weight ye can upon my patience, That chair stand empty: But we all are men, I make as little doubt, as you do conscience In our own natures frail; and capable

20 In doing daily wrongs. I could say more, Ofour flesh, few are angels 2 : out of which frailty, But reverence to your calling makes me modeft. And want of wisdom, you, that beft mould teach us, Gard. My lord, my lord, you are a sectary, Have misdemean'd yourself, and not a little, That's the plain truth; your painted gloss?discovers, Toward the king first, then his laws, in filling[lains', Tomen that understand you, words and weakness, The whole realm, by your teaching, and your chap- 25 Crom. My lord of Winchester, you are a little, (For so we are inform'd) with new opinions, By your good favour, too sharp; men so noble, Divers, and dangerous; which are heresies, However faulty, yet Mould find respect And, not reform’d, may prove pernicious.

For what they have been : 'tis a cruelty, Gard. Which reformation must be sudden too, To load a falling man. My noble lords: for those, that tame wild horses, 30 Gard. Good master Secretary, Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em gentle; I cry your honour mercy; you may, worst But stop their mouths with stubborn bits, and spur Of all this table, say so. 'Till they obey the manage. If we suffer ['em, Crom. Why, my lord ? (Out of our easiness, and childish pity

Gard. Do not I know you for a favourer Toone man's honour) this contagious fickness, 35 Of this new sect? ye are not soundo Farewel all phyfic: And what follows then?

Crom. Not found?
Commotions, uproars, with a general taint

Gard. Not found, I say.
Of the whole ftate: as, of late days, our neighbours, Crom. 'Would you were half so honeft!
The upper Germany, can dearly witness.

Men's prayers then would seek you, not their fears. Yet freshly pitied in our memories.

140 Gard. I shall remember this bold language. Cran. My good lords, hitherto, in all the progress Crom. Do: Both of my life and office, I have labour'd, Remember your bold life too. And with no little study, that my teaching,

Cham. This is too much;
And the strong course of my authority,

Forbear, for shame, my lords.
Might go one way, and safely; and the end 145 Gard. I have done.
Was ever, to do well: nor is there living

Crom. And I.

fagreed, (I speak it with a single heart, my lords)

Cham. Then thus for you, my lord, It stands Aman, that more detests, more ftirs against, I take it, by all voices, that forthwith Both in his private conscience, and his place, You be convey'd to the Tower a prisoner; Defacers of a public peace, than I do.

50 There to remain, 'till the king's further pleasure Pray heaven, the king may never find a heart Be known unto us : Are you all agreed, lords? With less allegiance in it! Men, that make

All. We are. Envy, and crooked malice, nourishment,

Cran. Is there no other way of mercy, Dare bite the best. I do beseech your lordships, But I must needs to the Tower, my lords? That, in this case of justice, my accusers,

55 Gard. What other Be what they will, may stand forth face to face, Would you expect? You are strangely troublesome: And freely urge against me.

Let some o'the guard be ready there. Saf. Nay, my lord,

Enter Guard. That cannot be; you are a counsellor,

Cran. For me? This lord chancellor, though a character, has hitherto had no place in the Dramatis Persone. In the last scene of the fourth act, we heard that Sir Thomas More was appointed lord chancellor : but it is not he, whom the poet here introduces. Wolscy, by command, delivered up the seals on the 18th of November, 1529; on the 25th of the same month, they were delivered to Sir Thomas More, who furrender'd them on the 16th May, 1532. Now the conclusion of this scene taking notice of queen Elizabeth's birth (which brings it down to the year 1534), Sir Thomas Audlie muft neceffarily be our poet's chancellor; who succeeded Sir Thomas More, and held the seals many years.

2 Meaning, perhaps, Few are

e perful, wbile tbey remain in obeir morial cafarity. 3 i. e, your fair outside.

Must I go like a traitor thither?

Not as a groom: There's some of ye, I see, Gard. Receive him,

More out of malice than integrity, And see him fase i' the Tower.

Would try him to the utmost, had ye mean;
Cran. Stay, good my lords,

Which ye shall never have, while I live.
I have a little yet to say. Look there, my lords ; 5 Chan. Thus far,
By virtue of that ring, 1 take my cause

My most dread sovereign, may it like your grace
Out of the gripes of cruel men, and give it To let my tongue excuse all. What was purpos’d,
To a most noble judge, the king my master. Concerning his imprisonment, was rather
Cham. This is the king's ring.

|(If there be faith in men) meant for his trial, Sur. 'Tis no counterfeit.

10 And fair purgation to the world, than malice; Suf. 'Tis the right ring, by lieaven: I told ye all, I am sure, in me. When we first put this dangerous stone a-rolling, King. Well, well, my lords, respect him; 'Twould fall upon ourselves.

Take him, and use him well, he's worthy of it. Nor. Do you think, my lords,

I will say thus much for him, If a prince
The king will suffer but the little finger 15 May be beholden to a subject, I
Of this man to be vex'd ?

Am, for his love and service, fo to him.
Cham. 'Tis now too certain :

Make me no more ado, but all embrace him; How much more is his life in value with him? Be friends, for thame, my lords.-My lord of Can"Would I were fairly out on 't.

terbury, Crom. My mind gave me,

20 I have a suit which you must not deny me: In seeking tales, and informations,

There is a fair young maid, that yet wants baptism; Against this man, (whose honesty the devil You must be godfather, and answer for her. And his disciples only envy at)

Cran. The greatest monarch now alive may glory Ye blew the fire that burns ye: Now have at ye. in such an honour; How may I deserve it,

Enter King, frowning on them; takes bis feat. 25 That am a poor and humble subject to you? Gard. Dread sovereign, how much are we bound King. Come, come, my lord, you'd spare your to heaven

spoons': you thall have (Norfolk, In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince ; Two noble partners with you : the old dutchess of Not only good and wise, but most religious : And lady marquis Dorset; Will these please you? One that, in all obedience, makes the church 30 Once more, my lord of Winchester, I charge you, The chief aim of his honour; and, to strengthen Embrace, and love this man. That holy duty, out of dear respect,

Gard. With a true heart, His royal self in judgment comes to hear

And brother's love, I do it. The cause betwixt her and this great offender.

Cran. And let heaven King. You were ever good at sudden commen- 35 Witness how dear I hold this confirmation. dations,

King. Good man, those joyful tears thew thy Bishop of Winchester. But know, I come not The common voice, I see, is verify'd (true heart. To hear fuch fiatteries now, and in my presence; Of thee, which says thus, Do my lord of Canterbury They are too thin and base to hide offences. 1-4 forewd turn, and be is your friend for ever. To me you cannot reach: You play the spaniel, 140 Come, lords, we trifle time away; I long And think with wagging of your tongue to win me; To have this young one made a christian. But, whatsoe'er thou tak'st me for, I am sure, As I have made ye one, lords, one remain; Thou hast a cruel nature, and a bloody.-

So I grow stronger, you more honour gain. [Exerat. Good man, fit down. Now let me see the proudest

S CE N E III. [To Cranmer: 45

The Palace Yard. He, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee: Noise and tumult wirbin: Enter Porter, and bis Mun. By all that's holy, he had better starve,

Port. You'll leave your noise anon, ye rascais : Than but once think this place becomes thee not. Do you take the court for 2 Paris-garden? ye rude Sur. May it please your grace,

naves, leave your gaping. King. No, sir, it does not please me.

501 Within. Good manter porter, I belong to the I had thought, I had men of some understanding larder, And wisdom, of my council; but I find none. Porto Belong to the gallows, and be hang'd, you Was it discretion, lords, to let this man,

rogue. Is this a place to roar in ?-Fetch me a TI good man, (few of you deserve that title) dozen crab-tree staves, and strong ones; these are This honest man, wait like a lowly foot-boy 55 but switches to 'em.--I'll scratch your heads : At chamber door? and one as great as you are ? You must be seeing christenings? Do you look for Why, what a shame was this ? Did my commission ale and cakes here, you rude rascals ? Bid ye so far forget yourselves ? I gave ye

Mun. Pray, fir, be patient; 'tis as much im. Power as he was a counsellor to try him,

possible * Mr. Steevens says, “ It was the custom, long before the time of Shakspeare, for the sponsors at christenings to offer gilt spoons as a present for the child. These spoons were called apoftle spoons, because the figures of the apostles were carved on the tops of the handles. Such as were at once opulent and generous, gave the whole twelve; those who were either more moderately rich or liberal, escaped at the expence of the four evangelists; or even sometimes contented themselves with presenting one spoon only, which exhibited the figure of any saint in honour of whom the child received its name." 2 The bear-garden of that time, and in a line with Bridewell.

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(Unless we sweep them from the door with cannons) to endure. I have some of 'em in Limbo Patrum, Toscatter 'em, as 'tis to make 'em sleep

and there they are like to dance these three days; On May-day morning"; which will never be : besides the 8 running banquet of two beadles, thac We may as well push against Paul's, as ftir 'em. lis to come. Port. How got they in, and be hang'd ?

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Enter the Lord Chamberlain. Man. Alas, I know not; How gets the tide in? Cbam. Mercy o'me, what a multitude are here! As much as one sound cudgel of four foot

They grow still too, from all parts they are coming, (You see the poor remainder) could distribute, As if we kept a fair! Where are these porters, I made no spare, fir.

These lazy knaves ?-Ye have made a fine hand, Pirt. You did nothing, fir.

fellows. Mar. I am not Sampfon, nor Sir Guy, nor Col- There's a trim rabble let in : Are all these [have brand ?, to mow 'em down before me: but, if il Your faithful friends o' the suburbs? We shall spar'd any, that had a head to hit, either young or Great store of room, no doubt, left for the ladies, old, he or she, cuckold or cuckold-maker, let me When they pass back from the christening. never hope to see a chine again; and that I would 15 Port. Please your honour, not for a cow, God save her.

We are but men; and what so many may do, Witbin. Do you hear, master Porter ?

Not being torn a-pieces, we have done : Pert. I shall be with you presently, good master An army cannot rule 'em. puppy.--Keep the door close, firrah.

Cham. As I live, Man. What would you have me do?

20 If the king blame me for 't, l’l] lay ye all Port. What should you do, but knock 'em By the heels, and suddenly; and on your heads down by the dozens? Is this Morefields to muster Clap round fines, for neglect: You are lazy knaves; in? or have we fome strange Indian with the And here ye lie baiting of bumbards , when great tool come to court, the women fo befiege Ye should do service. Hark, the trumpets found; us ? Bless me, what a cry of fornication is at door!25 They are come already from the christening: O'my christian conscience, this one christening Go, break among the press, and find a way out will beget a thousand : here will be father, god- To let the troop pass fairly; or I'll find father, and all together.

A Marshalsea, thall hold you play these two months. Man. The spoons will be the bigger, fir. There Port. Make way there for the princess. is a fellow somewhat near the door, he Mould be 30 Man. You great fellow, Itanal close up, or I'll a brafier 3 by his face, for, omy conscience, make your head ake. twenty of the dog-days now reign in's nose; all Port. You i' the camblet, get up o'the rail; I'll that stand about him are under the line, they need peck you o'er the pales else.

[Excus. no other penance: that fire-drake 4 did I hit three

SCENE IV. times on the head, and three times was his nose 35

Tbe Palace. discharg'd against me; he stands there like a mor- Enter Trumpets, founding; then two Aldermen, Lord tar-piece, to blow us. There was a haberdasher's Mayor, Garter, Cranmer, Duke of Norfolk wirb wife of small wit near him, that rail'd upon me bis Marshal's faff, Duke of Suffolk, two Noble'eill her pink'd porringer fell off her head, for men bearing iwo great standing bowls fer the kindling such a combustion in the state. I miss’d/40 cbriftening gifts ; tben four Noblemen bearing a the meteors once, and hit that woman, who cry'd canopy, under which the Dutchefs of Norfolk, gedout, clubs! when I might see from far fome forty mutber, bearing the child richly babited in a mantle, trunchioneers draw to her succour, which were &c. Train borne ty a Ludy: then follow te the hope of the strand, where she was quarter'd. Marchioness of Dorfit, the other godmothe ard They fell on; I made good my place; at length 45 Ladies. The arcop pass once about the stage, and they came to the broomstaff with me, I defy'd 'em

Garter speaks. Bill; when suddenly a file of boys behind’em, loose Gar. Heaven, from thy endless goodness, send thot, deliver'd such a Mower of pebbles, that I prosperous life, long, and ever happy, to the high was fain to draw mine honour in, and let 'em win and miglity princess or England, Elizabeth! the work: The devil was amongst 'em, I think, 50 Flourish. Enter King, and Tr.zin. surely.

Cran. [Kneeling.) And to your royal grace, and Pert. These are the youths that thunder at a play

the good qucen, house, and fight for bitten apples 6; that no audi, My noble partners, and myself, thus pray ;ence, but the tribulation of Tower-hill?, or the All comfort, joy, in this most gracious lady, limbs of Limehouse, their dear brothers, are able 55 Heaven ever laid up to make parents happy,

" It was anciently the custom for all ranks of people to go out a M.rying on the first of May. 2. Of Guy of Warwick every one has heard. Colbrand was the Danish giant, whom Guy subdued at Wincheftet. 3 A brafier signifies a man that manufactures brass, and a reservoir for charcoal occasionally heated to convey warmth. Both these senfes are here understood. 4 A firi-Brake is both a serpent, anciently called a brerning-drake, or dipjas, and a name formerly given to a IV !! v'th' Wif, or ignis fatuus. A fire-drake was likewise an artificial firezu. rk. si.e. the brarier. • The prices of seats for the vulgar in our ancient theatres were so very low (viz. a penny, two-pirce, and fix-pinct, cach, for the ground, gallery, and rooms ;-the boxes were somewhat higher, being a filling and half-a-crown), that we cannot wonder if they were killed with the tumultuous company described by Shakípeare in this scene; especially when it is added, that tobacco was smoaked, and ale drank in them. 7 Dr. Johnfon suspects the Triiulation to have been a puritanical meeting-house. 8 A publick whipping. 9 To bait bumbards is to tipple, to lie at tbe spigot. Bumbards were large veifels in which the beer was carried to foldiers upon duty. They resembled black jacks of leather.

K I N G H E N R Y 702

May hourly fall upon ye!

As great in admiration as herself;
King. Thank you, good lord archbishop : So shall the leave her blessedness to one,
What is her name?

(When heaven Mall call her from this cloud of Cran. Elizabeth.

darkness) King. Stand up, lord. (The King kisses the cbild.s Who, from the facred ashes of her honour, With this kiss take my blessing: God protect thee ! Shall star-like rise, as great in fame as she was, Into whose hand I give thy life.

And so stand fix'd: Peace, plenty,love,truth, terror, Cran. Amen.

[digal : That were the servants to this chosen infant, King. My noble gossips, ye have been too pro- Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him; I thank ye heartily; so thall this lady,

10 Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall Thine, When she has fo much English.

His honour, and the greatness of his name Cran. Let me speak, sir,

Shall be, and make new nations: He Mall flourish, For heaven now bids me; and the words I utter And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches Let none think flattery, for they'll find 'em truth. To all the plains about him:-Our children's chilThis royal infant, (heaven ftill move about her!) 15 Shall see this, and bless heaven.

[dren Though in her cradle, yet now promises

King. Thou speakest wonders. ]
Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings, Cran. She Mall be, to the happiness of England,
Which time mall bring to ripeness : She Thall be An aged princess 2; many days Thall see her,
(But few now living can behold that goodness) And yet no day without a deed to crown it.
A pattern to all princes living with her, 20 Would I had known no more! but she must die,
And all that shall succeed : Sheba was never She mult, the faints must have her; yet a virgin,
More covetous of wisdom, and fair virtue, A most unspotted lily Mall the pass

Than this pure soul shall be: all princely graces, To the ground, and all the world thall mourn her.
That mould up such a mighty piece as this is, King. O lord archbishop,
With all the virtues that attend the good, 25 Thou hast made me now a man; never, before
Shall still be doubled on her : truth thall nurse her, This happy child, did I get any thing:
Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her: This oracle of comfort has so pleas'd me,
She shall be lov'd, and fear'd: Her own shall bless That, when I am in heaven, I shall desire
Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn, [her, To see what this child does, and praise my Maker.com
And hang their heads with forrow : Good grows|30|1 thank ye all.-To you, my good lord mayor,
with her:

And your good brethren, I am much beholden;
In her days, every man shall eat in safety, I have receiv'd much honour by your presence,
Under his own vine, what he plants; and sing And ye fall find me thankful. Lead the way,
The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours :
God shall be truly known; and those about her 35 Ye must all see the queen, and the mult thank ye,
From her shall read the perfect way of honour, She will be fick else. This day, no man think
And by those claim their greatness, not by blood. He has business at his house ; for all thall stay,
['Nor shall this peace sleep with her: But as when This little one thall make it holiday.
The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,

(Excesto Her alhes new create another heir,

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For fucb a cre we shew'd'em4 : If tbey Smile,
We bave frigbred wish our trumpers ; so, 'tis clear, 50 And say, 'twill do, I know, within a while
They'll say, 'tis naught: obers, to bear ebe city Ali ibe beft men are ours; for 'ris ill bap,
Ahus'd extremely, and to cry,--that's witty! If they bold, wben ibcir ladies bid 'em clap.
Wbicb we bave not done reiber : tbat, I fear,
All the expetied good we are like so bear

" These lines, to the interruption by the king, seem to have been inserted at some revisal of the play, after the accession of king James. 2 Theobald remarks, that the transition here from the complimentary address to king James the first is so abrupt, that it seems to him, that compliment was inserted after the accession of that prince. If this play was wrote, as in his opinion it was

, in the reign of queen Elizabeth, we may easily determine where Cranmer's eulogium of that princess concluded. He makes no question but the poet rested here :

And claim by those obeir greatness, nt by blocd. all that the bishop says after this, was an occasional homage paid to her fucceffor, and evidently in

. serted after her demise. 3 Dr. Johnson is of opinion, with other Critics, that both the Prologue and Epilogue to Henry VIII. were written by Ben Jonfun, 4 In the character of Katharine.

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