Speeches (Lines) for Henry VIII in "History of Henry VIII"

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1 I / 2
  • My life itself, and the best heart of it,
    Thanks you for this great care: I...
  • My life itself, and the best heart of it,
    Thanks you for this great care: I stood i' the level
    Of a full-charged confederacy, and give thanks
    To you that choked it. Let be call'd before us
    That gentleman of Buckingham's; in person
    I'll hear him his confessions justify;
    And point by point the treasons of his master
    He shall again relate.
    [A noise within, crying 'Room for the Queen!' Enter]
    QUEEN KATHARINE, ushered by NORFOLK, and SUFFOLK:
    she kneels. KING HENRY VIII riseth from his state,
    takes her up, kisses and placeth her by him]
  • Duke of Buckingham. My surveyor is false; the o'er-great cardinal
    Hath show'd him gold; my life is spann'd already:
    I am the shadow of poor Buckingham,
    Whose figure even this instant cloud puts on,
    By darkening my clear sun. My lord, farewell.

    Henry VIII. My life itself, and the best heart of it,
    Thanks you for this great care: I stood i' the level
    Of a full-charged confederacy, and give thanks
    To you that choked it. Let be call'd before us
    That gentleman of Buckingham's; in person
    I'll hear him his confessions justify;
    And point by point the treasons of his master
    He shall again relate.
    [A noise within, crying 'Room for the Queen!' Enter]
    QUEEN KATHARINE, ushered by NORFOLK, and SUFFOLK:
    she kneels. KING HENRY VIII riseth from his state,
    takes her up, kisses and placeth her by him]

2 I / 2
  • Arise, and take place by us: half your suit
    Never name to us; you have half...
  • Arise, and take place by us: half your suit
    Never name to us; you have half our power:
    The other moiety, ere you ask, is given;
    Repeat your will and take it.
  • Queen Katharine. Nay, we must longer kneel: I am a suitor.

    Henry VIII. Arise, and take place by us: half your suit
    Never name to us; you have half our power:
    The other moiety, ere you ask, is given;
    Repeat your will and take it.

3 I / 2
  • Lady mine, proceed.
  • Lady mine, proceed.
  • Queen Katharine. Thank your majesty.
    That you would love yourself, and in that love
    Not unconsider'd leave your honour, nor
    The dignity of your office, is the point
    Of my petition.

    Henry VIII. Lady mine, proceed.

4 I / 2
  • Taxation!
    Wherein? and what taxation? My lord cardinal,
    You that are bla...
  • Taxation!
    Wherein? and what taxation? My lord cardinal,
    You that are blamed for it alike with us,
    Know you of this taxation?
  • Duke of Norfolk. Not almost appears,
    It doth appear; for, upon these taxations,
    The clothiers all, not able to maintain
    The many to them longing, have put off
    The spinsters, carders, fullers, weavers, who,
    Unfit for other life, compell'd by hunger
    And lack of other means, in desperate manner
    Daring the event to the teeth, are all in uproar,
    And danger serves among then!

    Henry VIII. Taxation!
    Wherein? and what taxation? My lord cardinal,
    You that are blamed for it alike with us,
    Know you of this taxation?

5 I / 2
  • Still exaction!
    The nature of it? in what kind, let's know,
    Is this exac...
  • Still exaction!
    The nature of it? in what kind, let's know,
    Is this exaction?
  • Queen Katharine. No, my lord,
    You know no more than others; but you frame
    Things that are known alike; which are not wholesome
    To those which would not know them, and yet must
    Perforce be their acquaintance. These exactions,
    Whereof my sovereign would have note, they are
    Most pestilent to the bearing; and, to bear 'em,
    The back is sacrifice to the load. They say
    They are devised by you; or else you suffer
    Too hard an exclamation.

    Henry VIII. Still exaction!
    The nature of it? in what kind, let's know,
    Is this exaction?

6 I / 2
  • By my life,
    This is against our pleasure.
  • By my life,
    This is against our pleasure.
  • Queen Katharine. I am much too venturous
    In tempting of your patience; but am bolden'd
    Under your promised pardon. The subjects' grief
    Comes through commissions, which compel from each
    The sixth part of his substance, to be levied
    Without delay; and the pretence for this
    Is named, your wars in France: this makes bold mouths:
    Tongues spit their duties out, and cold hearts freeze
    Allegiance in them; their curses now
    Live where their prayers did: and it's come to pass,
    This tractable obedience is a slave
    To each incensed will. I would your highness
    Would give it quick consideration, for
    There is no primer business.

    Henry VIII. By my life,
    This is against our pleasure.

7 I / 2
  • Things done well,
    And with a care, exempt themselves from fear;
    Things d...
  • Things done well,
    And with a care, exempt themselves from fear;
    Things done without example, in their issue
    Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent
    Of this commission? I believe, not any.
    We must not rend our subjects from our laws,
    And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each?
    A trembling contribution! Why, we take
    From every tree lop, bark, and part o' the timber;
    And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack'd,
    The air will drink the sap. To every county
    Where this is question'd send our letters, with
    Free pardon to each man that has denied
    The force of this commission: pray, look to't;
    I put it to your care.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. And for me,
    I have no further gone in this than by
    A single voice; and that not pass'd me but
    By learned approbation of the judges. If I am
    Traduced by ignorant tongues, which neither know
    My faculties nor person, yet will be
    The chronicles of my doing, let me say
    'Tis but the fate of place, and the rough brake
    That virtue must go through. We must not stint
    Our necessary actions, in the fear
    To cope malicious censurers; which ever,
    As ravenous fishes, do a vessel follow
    That is new-trimm'd, but benefit no further
    Than vainly longing. What we oft do best,
    By sick interpreters, once weak ones, is
    Not ours, or not allow'd; what worst, as oft,
    Hitting a grosser quality, is cried up
    For our best act. If we shall stand still,
    In fear our motion will be mock'd or carp'd at,
    We should take root here where we sit, or sit
    State-statues only.

    Henry VIII. Things done well,
    And with a care, exempt themselves from fear;
    Things done without example, in their issue
    Are to be fear'd. Have you a precedent
    Of this commission? I believe, not any.
    We must not rend our subjects from our laws,
    And stick them in our will. Sixth part of each?
    A trembling contribution! Why, we take
    From every tree lop, bark, and part o' the timber;
    And, though we leave it with a root, thus hack'd,
    The air will drink the sap. To every county
    Where this is question'd send our letters, with
    Free pardon to each man that has denied
    The force of this commission: pray, look to't;
    I put it to your care.

8 I / 2
  • It grieves many:
    The gentleman is learn'd, and a most rare speaker;
    To n...
  • It grieves many:
    The gentleman is learn'd, and a most rare speaker;
    To nature none more bound; his training such,
    That he may furnish and instruct great teachers,
    And never seek for aid out of himself. Yet see,
    When these so noble benefits shall prove
    Not well disposed, the mind growing once corrupt,
    They turn to vicious forms, ten times more ugly
    Than ever they were fair. This man so complete,
    Who was enroll'd 'mongst wonders, and when we,
    Almost with ravish'd listening, could not find
    His hour of speech a minute; he, my lady,
    Hath into monstrous habits put the graces
    That once were his, and is become as black
    As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us; you shall hear--
    This was his gentleman in trust--of him
    Things to strike honour sad. Bid him recount
    The fore-recited practises; whereof
    We cannot feel too little, hear too much.
  • Queen Katharine. I am sorry that the Duke of Buckingham
    Is run in your displeasure.

    Henry VIII. It grieves many:
    The gentleman is learn'd, and a most rare speaker;
    To nature none more bound; his training such,
    That he may furnish and instruct great teachers,
    And never seek for aid out of himself. Yet see,
    When these so noble benefits shall prove
    Not well disposed, the mind growing once corrupt,
    They turn to vicious forms, ten times more ugly
    Than ever they were fair. This man so complete,
    Who was enroll'd 'mongst wonders, and when we,
    Almost with ravish'd listening, could not find
    His hour of speech a minute; he, my lady,
    Hath into monstrous habits put the graces
    That once were his, and is become as black
    As if besmear'd in hell. Sit by us; you shall hear--
    This was his gentleman in trust--of him
    Things to strike honour sad. Bid him recount
    The fore-recited practises; whereof
    We cannot feel too little, hear too much.

9 I / 2
  • Speak freely.
  • Speak freely.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Stand forth, and with bold spirit relate what you,
    Most like a careful subject, have collected
    Out of the Duke of Buckingham.

    Henry VIII. Speak freely.

10 I / 2
  • Speak on:
    How grounded he his title to the crown,
    Upon our fail? to this...
  • Speak on:
    How grounded he his title to the crown,
    Upon our fail? to this point hast thou heard him
    At any time speak aught?
  • Queen Katharine. My learn'd lord cardinal,
    Deliver all with charity.

    Henry VIII. Speak on:
    How grounded he his title to the crown,
    Upon our fail? to this point hast thou heard him
    At any time speak aught?

11 I / 2
  • What was that Hopkins?
  • What was that Hopkins?
  • Surveyor. He was brought to this
    By a vain prophecy of Nicholas Hopkins.

    Henry VIII. What was that Hopkins?

12 I / 2
  • How know'st thou this?
  • How know'st thou this?
  • Surveyor. Sir, a Chartreux friar,
    His confessor, who fed him every minute
    With words of sovereignty.

    Henry VIII. How know'st thou this?

13 I / 2
  • Let him on.
    Go forward.
  • Let him on.
    Go forward.
  • Queen Katharine. If I know you well,
    You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office
    On the complaint o' the tenants: take good heed
    You charge not in your spleen a noble person
    And spoil your nobler soul: I say, take heed;
    Yes, heartily beseech you.

    Henry VIII. Let him on.
    Go forward.

14 I / 2
  • Ha! what, so rank? Ah ha!
    There's mischief in this man: canst thou say furth...
  • Ha! what, so rank? Ah ha!
    There's mischief in this man: canst thou say further?
  • Surveyor. On my soul, I'll speak but truth.
    I told my lord the duke, by the devil's illusions
    The monk might be deceived; and that 'twas dangerous for him
    To ruminate on this so far, until
    It forged him some design, which, being believed,
    It was much like to do: he answer'd, 'Tush,
    It can do me no damage;' adding further,
    That, had the king in his last sickness fail'd,
    The cardinal's and Sir Thomas Lovell's heads
    Should have gone off.

    Henry VIII. Ha! what, so rank? Ah ha!
    There's mischief in this man: canst thou say further?

15 I / 2
  • Proceed.
  • Proceed.
  • Surveyor. I can, my liege.

    Henry VIII. Proceed.

16 I / 2
  • I remember
    Of such a time: being my sworn servant,
    The duke retain'd him...
  • I remember
    Of such a time: being my sworn servant,
    The duke retain'd him his. But on; what hence?
  • Surveyor. Being at Greenwich,
    After your highness had reproved the duke
    About Sir William Blomer,--

    Henry VIII. I remember
    Of such a time: being my sworn servant,
    The duke retain'd him his. But on; what hence?

17 I / 2
  • A giant traitor!
  • A giant traitor!
  • Surveyor. 'If,' quoth he, 'I for this had been committed,
    As, to the Tower, I thought, I would have play'd
    The part my father meant to act upon
    The usurper Richard; who, being at Salisbury,
    Made suit to come in's presence; which if granted,
    As he made semblance of his duty, would
    Have put his knife to him.'

    Henry VIII. A giant traitor!

18 I / 2
  • There's something more would out of thee; what say'st?
  • There's something more would out of thee; what say'st?
  • Queen Katharine. God mend all!

    Henry VIII. There's something more would out of thee; what say'st?

19 I / 2
  • There's his period,
    To sheathe his knife in us. He is attach'd;
    Call him...
  • There's his period,
    To sheathe his knife in us. He is attach'd;
    Call him to present trial: if he may
    Find mercy in the law, 'tis his: if none,
    Let him not seek 't of us: by day and night,
    He's traitor to the height.
  • Surveyor. After 'the duke his father,' with 'the knife,'
    He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his dagger,
    Another spread on's breast, mounting his eyes
    He did discharge a horrible oath; whose tenor
    Was,--were he evil used, he would outgo
    His father by as much as a performance
    Does an irresolute purpose.

    Henry VIII. There's his period,
    To sheathe his knife in us. He is attach'd;
    Call him to present trial: if he may
    Find mercy in the law, 'tis his: if none,
    Let him not seek 't of us: by day and night,
    He's traitor to the height.

20 I / 4
  • The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O beauty,
    Till now I never knew thee!
  • The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O beauty,
    Till now I never knew thee!
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Say, lord chamberlain,
    They have done my poor house grace; for which I pay 'em
    A thousand thanks, and pray 'em take their pleasures.
    [They choose Ladies for the dance. KING HENRY VIII]
    chooses ANNE]

    Henry VIII. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O beauty,
    Till now I never knew thee!

21 I / 4
  • Ye have found him, cardinal:
    [Unmasking]
    You hold a fair assembly; you d...
  • Ye have found him, cardinal:
    [Unmasking]
    You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord:
    You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, cardinal,
    I should judge now unhappily.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Let me see, then.
    By all your good leaves, gentlemen; here I'll make
    My royal choice.

    Henry VIII. Ye have found him, cardinal:
    [Unmasking]
    You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord:
    You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, cardinal,
    I should judge now unhappily.

22 I / 4
  • My lord chamberlain,
    Prithee, come hither: what fair lady's that?
  • My lord chamberlain,
    Prithee, come hither: what fair lady's that?
  • Cardinal Wolsey. I am glad
    Your grace is grown so pleasant.

    Henry VIII. My lord chamberlain,
    Prithee, come hither: what fair lady's that?

23 I / 4
  • By heaven, she is a dainty one. Sweetheart,
    I were unmannerly, to take you o...
  • By heaven, she is a dainty one. Sweetheart,
    I were unmannerly, to take you out,
    And not to kiss you. A health, gentlemen!
    Let it go round.
  • Lord Chamberlain. An't please your grace, Sir Thomas Bullen's daughter--
    The Viscount Rochford,--one of her highness' women.

    Henry VIII. By heaven, she is a dainty one. Sweetheart,
    I were unmannerly, to take you out,
    And not to kiss you. A health, gentlemen!
    Let it go round.

24 I / 4
  • I fear, too much.
  • I fear, too much.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Your grace,
    I fear, with dancing is a little heated.

    Henry VIII. I fear, too much.

25 I / 4
  • Lead in your ladies, every one: sweet partner,
    I must not yet forsake you: l...
  • Lead in your ladies, every one: sweet partner,
    I must not yet forsake you: let's be merry:
    Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths
    To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure
    To lead 'em once again; and then let's dream
    Who's best in favour. Let the music knock it.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. There's fresher air, my lord,
    In the next chamber.

    Henry VIII. Lead in your ladies, every one: sweet partner,
    I must not yet forsake you: let's be merry:
    Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths
    To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure
    To lead 'em once again; and then let's dream
    Who's best in favour. Let the music knock it.

26 II / 2
  • Who's there, ha?
  • Who's there, ha?
  • Duke of Suffolk. How sad he looks! sure, he is much afflicted.

    Henry VIII. Who's there, ha?

27 II / 2
  • Who's there, I say? How dare you thrust yourselves
    Into my private meditatio...
  • Who's there, I say? How dare you thrust yourselves
    Into my private meditations?
    Who am I? ha?
  • Duke of Norfolk. Pray God he be not angry.

    Henry VIII. Who's there, I say? How dare you thrust yourselves
    Into my private meditations?
    Who am I? ha?

28 II / 2
  • Ye are too bold:
    Go to; I'll make ye know your times of business:
    Is thi...
  • Ye are too bold:
    Go to; I'll make ye know your times of business:
    Is this an hour for temporal affairs, ha?
    [Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS, with]
    a commission]
    Who's there? my good lord cardinal? O my Wolsey,
    The quiet of my wounded conscience;
    Thou art a cure fit for a king.
    [To CARDINAL CAMPEIUS]
    You're welcome,
    Most learned reverend sir, into our kingdom:
    Use us and it.
    [To CARDINAL WOLSEY]
    My good lord, have great care
    I be not found a talker.
  • Duke of Norfolk. A gracious king that pardons all offences
    Malice ne'er meant: our breach of duty this way
    Is business of estate; in which we come
    To know your royal pleasure.

    Henry VIII. Ye are too bold:
    Go to; I'll make ye know your times of business:
    Is this an hour for temporal affairs, ha?
    [Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY and CARDINAL CAMPEIUS, with]
    a commission]
    Who's there? my good lord cardinal? O my Wolsey,
    The quiet of my wounded conscience;
    Thou art a cure fit for a king.
    [To CARDINAL CAMPEIUS]
    You're welcome,
    Most learned reverend sir, into our kingdom:
    Use us and it.
    [To CARDINAL WOLSEY]
    My good lord, have great care
    I be not found a talker.

29 II / 2
  • [To NORFOLK and SUFFOLK]
    We are busy; go.
  • [To NORFOLK and SUFFOLK]
    We are busy; go.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Sir, you cannot.
    I would your grace would give us but an hour
    Of private conference.

    Henry VIII. [To NORFOLK and SUFFOLK]
    We are busy; go.

30 II / 2
  • And once more in mine arms I bid him welcome,
    And thank the holy conclave fo...
  • And once more in mine arms I bid him welcome,
    And thank the holy conclave for their loves:
    They have sent me such a man I would have wish'd for.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Your grace has given a precedent of wisdom
    Above all princes, in committing freely
    Your scruple to the voice of Christendom:
    Who can be angry now? what envy reach you?
    The Spaniard, tied blood and favour to her,
    Must now confess, if they have any goodness,
    The trial just and noble. All the clerks,
    I mean the learned ones, in Christian kingdoms
    Have their free voices: Rome, the nurse of judgment,
    Invited by your noble self, hath sent
    One general tongue unto us, this good man,
    This just and learned priest, Cardinal Campeius;
    Whom once more I present unto your highness.

    Henry VIII. And once more in mine arms I bid him welcome,
    And thank the holy conclave for their loves:
    They have sent me such a man I would have wish'd for.

31 II / 2
  • Two equal men. The queen shall be acquainted
    Forthwith for what you come. Wh...
  • Two equal men. The queen shall be acquainted
    Forthwith for what you come. Where's Gardiner?
  • Cardinal Campeius. Your grace must needs deserve all strangers' loves,
    You are so noble. To your highness' hand
    I tender my commission; by whose virtue,
    The court of Rome commanding, you, my lord
    Cardinal of York, are join'd with me their servant
    In the unpartial judging of this business.

    Henry VIII. Two equal men. The queen shall be acquainted
    Forthwith for what you come. Where's Gardiner?

32 II / 2
  • Ay, and the best she shall have; and my favour
    To him that does best: God fo...
  • Ay, and the best she shall have; and my favour
    To him that does best: God forbid else. Cardinal,
    Prithee, call Gardiner to me, my new secretary:
    I find him a fit fellow.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. I know your majesty has always loved her
    So dear in heart, not to deny her that
    A woman of less place might ask by law:
    Scholars allow'd freely to argue for her.

    Henry VIII. Ay, and the best she shall have; and my favour
    To him that does best: God forbid else. Cardinal,
    Prithee, call Gardiner to me, my new secretary:
    I find him a fit fellow.

33 II / 2
  • Come hither, Gardiner.
  • Come hither, Gardiner.
  • Gardiner. [Aside to CARDINAL WOLSEY]
    But to be commanded
    For ever by your grace, whose hand has raised me.

    Henry VIII. Come hither, Gardiner.

34 II / 2
  • Deliver this with modesty to the queen.
    [Exit GARDINER]
    The most conveni...
  • Deliver this with modesty to the queen.
    [Exit GARDINER]
    The most convenient place that I can think of
    For such receipt of learning is Black-Friars;
    There ye shall meet about this weighty business.
    My Wolsey, see it furnish'd. O, my lord,
    Would it not grieve an able man to leave
    So sweet a bedfellow? But, conscience, conscience!
    O, 'tis a tender place; and I must leave her.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Heaven's peace be with him!
    That's Christian care enough: for living murmurers
    There's places of rebuke. He was a fool;
    For he would needs be virtuous: that good fellow,
    If I command him, follows my appointment:
    I will have none so near else. Learn this, brother,
    We live not to be grip'd by meaner persons.

    Henry VIII. Deliver this with modesty to the queen.
    [Exit GARDINER]
    The most convenient place that I can think of
    For such receipt of learning is Black-Friars;
    There ye shall meet about this weighty business.
    My Wolsey, see it furnish'd. O, my lord,
    Would it not grieve an able man to leave
    So sweet a bedfellow? But, conscience, conscience!
    O, 'tis a tender place; and I must leave her.

35 II / 4
  • What's the need?
    It hath already publicly been read,
    And on all sides th...
  • What's the need?
    It hath already publicly been read,
    And on all sides the authority allow'd;
    You may, then, spare that time.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Whilst our commission from Rome is read,
    Let silence be commanded.

    Henry VIII. What's the need?
    It hath already publicly been read,
    And on all sides the authority allow'd;
    You may, then, spare that time.

36 II / 4
  • Here.
  • Here.
  • Crier. Henry King of England, &c.

    Henry VIII. Here.

37 II / 4
  • Call her again.
  • Call her again.
  • Cardinal Campeius. The queen is obstinate,
    Stubborn to justice, apt to accuse it, and
    Disdainful to be tried by't: 'tis not well.
    She's going away.

    Henry VIII. Call her again.

38 II / 4
  • Go thy ways, Kate:
    That man i' the world who shall report he has
    A bette...
  • Go thy ways, Kate:
    That man i' the world who shall report he has
    A better wife, let him in nought be trusted,
    For speaking false in that: thou art, alone,
    If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness,
    Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like government,
    Obeying in commanding, and thy parts
    Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee out,
    The queen of earthly queens: she's noble born;
    And, like her true nobility, she has
    Carried herself towards me.
  • Queen Katharine. What need you note it? pray you, keep your way:
    When you are call'd, return. Now, the Lord help,
    They vex me past my patience! Pray you, pass on:
    I will not tarry; no, nor ever more
    Upon this business my appearance make
    In any of their courts.

    Henry VIII. Go thy ways, Kate:
    That man i' the world who shall report he has
    A better wife, let him in nought be trusted,
    For speaking false in that: thou art, alone,
    If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness,
    Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like government,
    Obeying in commanding, and thy parts
    Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee out,
    The queen of earthly queens: she's noble born;
    And, like her true nobility, she has
    Carried herself towards me.

39 II / 4
  • My lord cardinal,
    I do excuse you; yea, upon mine honour,
    I free you fro...
  • My lord cardinal,
    I do excuse you; yea, upon mine honour,
    I free you from't. You are not to be taught
    That you have many enemies, that know not
    Why they are so, but, like to village-curs,
    Bark when their fellows do: by some of these
    The queen is put in anger. You're excused:
    But will you be more justified? You ever
    Have wish'd the sleeping of this business; never desired
    It to be stirr'd; but oft have hinder'd, oft,
    The passages made toward it: on my honour,
    I speak my good lord cardinal to this point,
    And thus far clear him. Now, what moved me to't,
    I will be bold with time and your attention:
    Then mark the inducement. Thus it came; give heed to't:
    My conscience first received a tenderness,
    Scruple, and prick, on certain speeches utter'd
    By the Bishop of Bayonne, then French ambassador;
    Who had been hither sent on the debating
    A marriage 'twixt the Duke of Orleans and
    Our daughter Mary: i' the progress of this business,
    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 marriage with the dowager,
    Sometimes our brother's wife. This respite shook
    The bosom of my conscience, enter'd me,
    Yea, with a splitting power, and made to tremble
    The region of my breast; which forced such way,
    That many mazed considerings did throng
    And press'd in with this caution. First, methought
    I stood not in the smile of heaven; who had
    Commanded nature, that my lady's womb,
    If it conceived a male child by me, should
    Do no more offices of life to't than
    The grave does to the dead; for her male issue
    Or died where they were made, or shortly after
    This world had air'd them: hence I took a thought,
    This was a judgment on me; that my kingdom,
    Well worthy the best heir o' the world, should not
    Be gladded in't by me: then follows, that
    I weigh'd the danger which my realms stood in
    By this my issue's fail; and that gave to me
    Many a groaning throe. Thus hulling in
    The wild sea of my conscience, I did steer
    Toward this remedy, whereupon we are
    Now present here together: that's to say,
    I meant to rectify my conscience,--which
    I then did feel full sick, and yet not well,--
    By all the reverend fathers of the land
    And doctors learn'd: first I began in private
    With you, my Lord of Lincoln; you remember
    How under my oppression I did reek,
    When I first moved you.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Most gracious sir,
    In humblest manner I require your highness,
    That it shall please you to declare, in hearing
    Of all these ears,--for where I am robb'd and bound,
    There must I be unloosed, although not there
    At once and fully satisfied,--whether ever I
    Did broach this business to your highness; or
    Laid any scruple in your way, which might
    Induce you to the question on't? or ever
    Have to you, but with thanks to God for such
    A royal lady, spake one the least word that might
    Be to the prejudice of her present state,
    Or touch of her good person?

    Henry VIII. My lord cardinal,
    I do excuse you; yea, upon mine honour,
    I free you from't. You are not to be taught
    That you have many enemies, that know not
    Why they are so, but, like to village-curs,
    Bark when their fellows do: by some of these
    The queen is put in anger. You're excused:
    But will you be more justified? You ever
    Have wish'd the sleeping of this business; never desired
    It to be stirr'd; but oft have hinder'd, oft,
    The passages made toward it: on my honour,
    I speak my good lord cardinal to this point,
    And thus far clear him. Now, what moved me to't,
    I will be bold with time and your attention:
    Then mark the inducement. Thus it came; give heed to't:
    My conscience first received a tenderness,
    Scruple, and prick, on certain speeches utter'd
    By the Bishop of Bayonne, then French ambassador;
    Who had been hither sent on the debating
    A marriage 'twixt the Duke of Orleans and
    Our daughter Mary: i' the progress of this business,
    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 marriage with the dowager,
    Sometimes our brother's wife. This respite shook
    The bosom of my conscience, enter'd me,
    Yea, with a splitting power, and made to tremble
    The region of my breast; which forced such way,
    That many mazed considerings did throng
    And press'd in with this caution. First, methought
    I stood not in the smile of heaven; who had
    Commanded nature, that my lady's womb,
    If it conceived a male child by me, should
    Do no more offices of life to't than
    The grave does to the dead; for her male issue
    Or died where they were made, or shortly after
    This world had air'd them: hence I took a thought,
    This was a judgment on me; that my kingdom,
    Well worthy the best heir o' the world, should not
    Be gladded in't by me: then follows, that
    I weigh'd the danger which my realms stood in
    By this my issue's fail; and that gave to me
    Many a groaning throe. Thus hulling in
    The wild sea of my conscience, I did steer
    Toward this remedy, whereupon we are
    Now present here together: that's to say,
    I meant to rectify my conscience,--which
    I then did feel full sick, and yet not well,--
    By all the reverend fathers of the land
    And doctors learn'd: first I began in private
    With you, my Lord of Lincoln; you remember
    How under my oppression I did reek,
    When I first moved you.

40 II / 4
  • I have spoke long: be pleased yourself to say
    How far you satisfied me.
  • I have spoke long: be pleased yourself to say
    How far you satisfied me.
  • Bishop Lincoln. Very well, my liege.

    Henry VIII. I have spoke long: be pleased yourself to say
    How far you satisfied me.

41 II / 4
  • I then moved you,
    My Lord of Canterbury; and got your leave
    To make this...
  • I then moved you,
    My Lord of Canterbury; and got your leave
    To make this present summons: unsolicited
    I left no reverend person in this court;
    But by particular consent proceeded
    Under your hands and seals: therefore, go on:
    For no dislike i' the world against the person
    Of the good queen, but the sharp thorny points
    Of my alleged reasons, drive this forward:
    Prove but our marriage lawful, by my life
    And kingly dignity, we are contented
    To wear our mortal state to come with her,
    Katharine our queen, before the primest creature
    That's paragon'd o' the world.
  • Bishop Lincoln. So please your highness,
    The question did at first so stagger me,
    Bearing a state of mighty moment in't
    And consequence of dread, that I committed
    The daring'st counsel which I had to doubt;
    And did entreat your highness to this course
    Which you are running here.

    Henry VIII. I then moved you,
    My Lord of Canterbury; and got your leave
    To make this present summons: unsolicited
    I left no reverend person in this court;
    But by particular consent proceeded
    Under your hands and seals: therefore, go on:
    For no dislike i' the world against the person
    Of the good queen, but the sharp thorny points
    Of my alleged reasons, drive this forward:
    Prove but our marriage lawful, by my life
    And kingly dignity, we are contented
    To wear our mortal state to come with her,
    Katharine our queen, before the primest creature
    That's paragon'd o' the world.

42 II / 4
  • [Aside]. I may perceive
    These cardinals trifle with me: I abhor
    This dil...
  • [Aside]. I may perceive
    These cardinals trifle with me: I abhor
    This dilatory sloth and tricks of Rome.
    My learn'd and well-beloved servant, Cranmer,
    Prithee, return: with thy approach, I know,
    My comfort comes along. Break up the court:
    I say, set on.
  • Cardinal Campeius. So please your highness,
    The queen being absent, 'tis a needful fitness
    That we adjourn this court till further day:
    Meanwhile must be an earnest motion
    Made to the queen, to call back her appeal
    She intends unto his holiness.

    Henry VIII. [Aside]. I may perceive
    These cardinals trifle with me: I abhor
    This dilatory sloth and tricks of Rome.
    My learn'd and well-beloved servant, Cranmer,
    Prithee, return: with thy approach, I know,
    My comfort comes along. Break up the court:
    I say, set on.

43 III / 2
  • What piles of wealth hath he accumulated
    To his own portion! and what expens...
  • What piles of wealth hath he accumulated
    To his own portion! and what expense by the hour
    Seems to flow from him! How, i' the name of thrift,
    Does he rake this together! Now, my lords,
    Saw you the cardinal?
  • Duke of Suffolk. The king, the king!

    Henry VIII. What piles of wealth hath he accumulated
    To his own portion! and what expense by the hour
    Seems to flow from him! How, i' the name of thrift,
    Does he rake this together! Now, my lords,
    Saw you the cardinal?

44 III / 2
  • It may well be;
    There is a mutiny in's mind. This morning
    Papers of stat...
  • It may well be;
    There is a mutiny in's mind. This morning
    Papers of state he sent me to peruse,
    As I required: and wot you what I found
    There,--on my conscience, put unwittingly?
    Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing;
    The several parcels of his plate, his treasure,
    Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which
    I find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks
    Possession of a subject.
  • Duke of Norfolk. My lord, we have
    Stood here observing him: some strange commotion
    Is in his brain: he bites his lip, and starts;
    Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground,
    Then lays his finger on his temple, straight
    Springs out into fast gait; then stops again,
    Strikes his breast hard, and anon he casts
    His eye against the moon: in most strange postures
    We have seen him set himself.

    Henry VIII. It may well be;
    There is a mutiny in's mind. This morning
    Papers of state he sent me to peruse,
    As I required: and wot you what I found
    There,--on my conscience, put unwittingly?
    Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing;
    The several parcels of his plate, his treasure,
    Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which
    I find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks
    Possession of a subject.

45 III / 2
  • If we did think
    His contemplation were above the earth,
    And fix'd on spi...
  • If we did think
    His contemplation were above the earth,
    And fix'd on spiritual object, he should still
    Dwell in his musings: but I am afraid
    His thinkings are below the moon, not worth
    His serious considering.
    [King HENRY VIII takes his seat; whispers LOVELL,]
    who goes to CARDINAL WOLSEY]
  • Duke of Norfolk. It's heaven's will:
    Some spirit put this paper in the packet,
    To bless your eye withal.

    Henry VIII. If we did think
    His contemplation were above the earth,
    And fix'd on spiritual object, he should still
    Dwell in his musings: but I am afraid
    His thinkings are below the moon, not worth
    His serious considering.
    [King HENRY VIII takes his seat; whispers LOVELL,]
    who goes to CARDINAL WOLSEY]

46 III / 2
  • Good my lord,
    You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory
    Of...
  • Good my lord,
    You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory
    Of your best graces in your mind; the which
    You were now running o'er: you have scarce time
    To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span
    To keep your earthly audit: sure, in that
    I deem you an ill husband, and am glad
    To have you therein my companion.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Heaven forgive me!
    Ever God bless your highness!

    Henry VIII. Good my lord,
    You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory
    Of your best graces in your mind; the which
    You were now running o'er: you have scarce time
    To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span
    To keep your earthly audit: sure, in that
    I deem you an ill husband, and am glad
    To have you therein my companion.

47 III / 2
  • You have said well.
  • You have said well.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. Sir,
    For holy offices I have a time; a time
    To think upon the part of business which
    I bear i' the state; and nature does require
    Her times of preservation, which perforce
    I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal,
    Must give my tendence to.

    Henry VIII. You have said well.

48 III / 2
  • 'Tis well said again;
    And 'tis a kind of good deed to say well:
    And yet...
  • 'Tis well said again;
    And 'tis a kind of good deed to say well:
    And yet words are no deeds. My father loved you:
    His said he did; and with his deed did crown
    His word upon you. Since I had my office,
    I have kept you next my heart; have not alone
    Employ'd you where high profits might come home,
    But pared my present havings, to bestow
    My bounties upon you.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. And ever may your highness yoke together,
    As I will lend you cause, my doing well
    With my well saying!

    Henry VIII. 'Tis well said again;
    And 'tis a kind of good deed to say well:
    And yet words are no deeds. My father loved you:
    His said he did; and with his deed did crown
    His word upon you. Since I had my office,
    I have kept you next my heart; have not alone
    Employ'd you where high profits might come home,
    But pared my present havings, to bestow
    My bounties upon you.

49 III / 2
  • Have I not made you,
    The prime man of the state? I pray you, tell me,
    If...
  • Have I not made you,
    The prime man of the state? I pray you, tell me,
    If what I now pronounce you have found true:
    And, if you may confess it, say withal,
    If you are bound to us or no. What say you?
  • Earl of Surrey. [Aside] The Lord increase this business!

    Henry VIII. Have I not made you,
    The prime man of the state? I pray you, tell me,
    If what I now pronounce you have found true:
    And, if you may confess it, say withal,
    If you are bound to us or no. What say you?

50 III / 2
  • Fairly answer'd;
    A loyal and obedient subject is
    Therein illustrated: th...
  • Fairly answer'd;
    A loyal and obedient subject is
    Therein illustrated: the honour of it
    Does pay the act of it; as, i' the contrary,
    The foulness is the punishment. I presume
    That, as my hand has open'd bounty to you,
    My heart dropp'd love, my power rain'd honour, more
    On you than any; so your hand and heart,
    Your brain, and every function of your power,
    Should, notwithstanding that your bond of duty,
    As 'twere in love's particular, be more
    To me, your friend, than any.
  • Cardinal Wolsey. My sovereign, I confess your royal graces,
    Shower'd on me daily, have been more than could
    My studied purposes requite; which went
    Beyond all man's endeavours: my endeavours
    Have ever come too short of my desires,
    Yet filed with my abilities: mine own ends
    Have been mine so that evermore they pointed
    To the good of your most sacred person and
    The profit of the state. For your great graces
    Heap'd upon me, poor undeserver, I
    Can nothing render but allegiant thanks,
    My prayers to heaven for you, my loyalty,
    Which ever has and ever shall be growing,
    Till death, that winter, kill it.

    Henry VIII. Fairly answer'd;
    A loyal and obedient subject is
    Therein illustrated: the honour of it
    Does pay the act of it; as, i' the contrary,
    The foulness is the punishment. I presume
    That, as my hand has open'd bounty to you,
    My heart dropp'd love, my power rain'd honour, more
    On you than any; so your hand and heart,
    Your brain, and every function of your power,
    Should, notwithstanding that your bond of duty,
    As 'twere in love's particular, be more
    To me, your friend, than any.

51 III / 2
  • 'Tis nobly spoken:
    Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast,
    For you ha...
  • 'Tis nobly spoken:
    Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast,
    For you have seen him open't. Read o'er this;
    [Giving him papers]
    And after, this: and then to breakfast with
    What appetite you have.
    [Exit KING HENRY VIII, frowning upon CARDINAL WOLSEY:]
    the Nobles throng after him, smiling and whispering]
  • Cardinal Wolsey. I do profess
    That for your highness' good I ever labour'd
    More than mine own; that am, have, and will be--
    Though all the world should crack their duty to you,
    And throw it from their soul; though perils did
    Abound, as thick as thought could make 'em, and
    Appear in forms more horrid,--yet my duty,
    As doth a rock against the chiding flood,
    Should the approach of this wild river break,
    And stand unshaken yours.

    Henry VIII. 'Tis nobly spoken:
    Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast,
    For you have seen him open't. Read o'er this;
    [Giving him papers]
    And after, this: and then to breakfast with
    What appetite you have.
    [Exit KING HENRY VIII, frowning upon CARDINAL WOLSEY:]
    the Nobles throng after him, smiling and whispering]

52 V / 1
  • Charles, I will play no more tonight;
    My mind's not on't; you are too hard f...
  • Charles, I will play no more tonight;
    My mind's not on't; you are too hard for me.
  • Sir Thomas Lovell. Many good nights, my lord: I rest your servant.

    Henry VIII. Charles, I will play no more tonight;
    My mind's not on't; you are too hard for me.

53 V / 1
  • But little, Charles;
    Nor shall not, when my fancy's on my play.
    Now, Lov...
  • But little, Charles;
    Nor shall not, when my fancy's on my play.
    Now, Lovell, from the queen what is the news?
  • Duke of Suffolk. Sir, I did never win of you before.

    Henry VIII. But little, Charles;
    Nor shall not, when my fancy's on my play.
    Now, Lovell, from the queen what is the news?

54 V / 1
  • What say'st thou, ha?
    To pray for her? what, is she crying out?
  • What say'st thou, ha?
    To pray for her? what, is she crying out?
  • Sir Thomas Lovell. I could not personally deliver to her
    What you commanded me, but by her woman
    I sent your message; who return'd her thanks
    In the great'st humbleness, and desired your highness
    Most heartily to pray for her.

    Henry VIII. What say'st thou, ha?
    To pray for her? what, is she crying out?

55 V / 1
  • Alas, good lady!
  • Alas, good lady!
  • Sir Thomas Lovell. So said her woman; and that her sufferance made
    Almost each pang a death.

    Henry VIII. Alas, good lady!

56 V / 1
  • 'Tis midnight, Charles;
    Prithee, to bed; and in thy prayers remember
    The...
  • 'Tis midnight, Charles;
    Prithee, to bed; and in thy prayers remember
    The estate of my poor queen. Leave me alone;
    For I must think of that which company
    Would not be friendly to.
  • Duke of Suffolk. God safely quit her of her burthen, and
    With gentle travail, to the gladding of
    Your highness with an heir!

    Henry VIII. 'Tis midnight, Charles;
    Prithee, to bed; and in thy prayers remember
    The estate of my poor queen. Leave me alone;
    For I must think of that which company
    Would not be friendly to.

57 V / 1
  • Charles, good night.
    [Exit SUFFOLK]
    [Enter DENNY]
    Well, sir, what fo...
  • Charles, good night.
    [Exit SUFFOLK]
    [Enter DENNY]
    Well, sir, what follows?
  • Duke of Suffolk. I wish your highness
    A quiet night; and my good mistress will
    Remember in my prayers.

    Henry VIII. Charles, good night.
    [Exit SUFFOLK]
    [Enter DENNY]
    Well, sir, what follows?

58 V / 1
  • Ha! Canterbury?
  • Ha! Canterbury?
  • Sir Anthony Denny. Sir, I have brought my lord the archbishop,
    As you commanded me.

    Henry VIII. Ha! Canterbury?

59 V / 1
  • 'Tis true: where is he, Denny?
  • 'Tis true: where is he, Denny?
  • Sir Anthony Denny. Ay, my good lord.

    Henry VIII. 'Tis true: where is he, Denny?

60 V / 1
  • Avoid the gallery.
    [LOVELL seems to stay]
    Ha! I have said. Be gone. What...
  • Avoid the gallery.
    [LOVELL seems to stay]
    Ha! I have said. Be gone. What!
  • Sir Thomas Lovell. [Aside] This is about that which the bishop spake:
    I am happily come hither.

    Henry VIII. Avoid the gallery.
    [LOVELL seems to stay]
    Ha! I have said. Be gone. What!

61 V / 1
  • How now, my lord! you desire to know
    Wherefore I sent for you.
  • How now, my lord! you desire to know
    Wherefore I sent for you.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. [Aside]
    I am fearful: wherefore frowns he thus?
    'Tis his aspect of terror. All's not well.

    Henry VIII. How now, my lord! you desire to know
    Wherefore I sent for you.

62 V / 1
  • Pray you, arise,
    My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury.
    Come, you and...
  • Pray you, arise,
    My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury.
    Come, you and I must walk a turn together;
    I have news to tell you: come, come, give me your hand.
    Ah, my good lord, I grieve at what I speak,
    And am right sorry to repeat what follows
    I have, and most unwillingly, of late
    Heard many grievous, I do say, my lord,
    Grievous complaints of you; which, being consider'd,
    Have moved us and our council, that you shall
    This morning come before us; where, I know,
    You cannot with such freedom purge yourself,
    But that, till further trial in those charges
    Which will require your answer, you must take
    Your patience to you, and be well contented
    To make your house our Tower: you a brother of us,
    It fits we thus proceed, or else no witness
    Would come against you.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. [Kneeling] It is my duty
    To attend your highness' pleasure.

    Henry VIII. Pray you, arise,
    My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury.
    Come, you and I must walk a turn together;
    I have news to tell you: come, come, give me your hand.
    Ah, my good lord, I grieve at what I speak,
    And am right sorry to repeat what follows
    I have, and most unwillingly, of late
    Heard many grievous, I do say, my lord,
    Grievous complaints of you; which, being consider'd,
    Have moved us and our council, that you shall
    This morning come before us; where, I know,
    You cannot with such freedom purge yourself,
    But that, till further trial in those charges
    Which will require your answer, you must take
    Your patience to you, and be well contented
    To make your house our Tower: you a brother of us,
    It fits we thus proceed, or else no witness
    Would come against you.

63 V / 1
  • Stand up, good Canterbury:
    Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted
    In us,...
  • Stand up, good Canterbury:
    Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted
    In us, thy friend: give me thy hand, stand up:
    Prithee, let's walk. Now, by my holidame.
    What manner of man are you? My lord, I look'd
    You would have given me your petition, that
    I should have ta'en some pains to bring together
    Yourself and your accusers; and to have heard you,
    Without indurance, further.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. [Kneeling]
    I humbly thank your highness;
    And am right glad to catch this good occasion
    Most throughly to be winnow'd, where my chaff
    And corn shall fly asunder: for, I know,
    There's none stands under more calumnious tongues
    Than I myself, poor man.

    Henry VIII. Stand up, good Canterbury:
    Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted
    In us, thy friend: give me thy hand, stand up:
    Prithee, let's walk. Now, by my holidame.
    What manner of man are you? My lord, I look'd
    You would have given me your petition, that
    I should have ta'en some pains to bring together
    Yourself and your accusers; and to have heard you,
    Without indurance, further.

64 V / 1
  • Know you not
    How your state stands i' the world, with the whole world?
    Y...
  • Know you not
    How your state stands i' the world, with the whole world?
    Your enemies are many, and not small; their practises
    Must bear the same proportion; and not ever
    The justice and the truth o' the question carries
    The due o' the verdict with it: at what ease
    Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt
    To swear against you? such things have been done.
    You are potently opposed; and with a malice
    Of as great size. Ween you of better luck,
    I mean, in perjured witness, than your master,
    Whose minister you are, whiles here he lived
    Upon this naughty earth? Go to, go to;
    You take a precipice for no leap of danger,
    And woo your own destruction.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. Most dread liege,
    The good I stand on is my truth and honesty:
    If they shall fail, I, with mine enemies,
    Will triumph o'er my person; which I weigh not,
    Being of those virtues vacant. I fear nothing
    What can be said against me.

    Henry VIII. Know you not
    How your state stands i' the world, with the whole world?
    Your enemies are many, and not small; their practises
    Must bear the same proportion; and not ever
    The justice and the truth o' the question carries
    The due o' the verdict with it: at what ease
    Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt
    To swear against you? such things have been done.
    You are potently opposed; and with a malice
    Of as great size. Ween you of better luck,
    I mean, in perjured witness, than your master,
    Whose minister you are, whiles here he lived
    Upon this naughty earth? Go to, go to;
    You take a precipice for no leap of danger,
    And woo your own destruction.

65 V / 1
  • Be of good cheer;
    They shall no more prevail than we give way to.
    Keep c...
  • Be of good cheer;
    They shall no more prevail than we give way to.
    Keep comfort to you; and this morning see
    You do appear before them: if they shall chance,
    In charging you with matters, to commit you,
    The best persuasions to the contrary
    Fail not to use, and with what vehemency
    The occasion shall instruct you: if entreaties
    Will render you no remedy, this ring
    Deliver them, and your appeal to us
    There make before them. Look, the good man weeps!
    He's honest, on mine honour. God's blest mother!
    I swear he is true--hearted; and a soul
    None better in my kingdom. Get you gone,
    And do as I have bid you.
    [Exit CRANMER]
    He has strangled
    His language in his tears.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. God and your majesty
    Protect mine innocence, or I fall into
    The trap is laid for me!

    Henry VIII. Be of good cheer;
    They shall no more prevail than we give way to.
    Keep comfort to you; and this morning see
    You do appear before them: if they shall chance,
    In charging you with matters, to commit you,
    The best persuasions to the contrary
    Fail not to use, and with what vehemency
    The occasion shall instruct you: if entreaties
    Will render you no remedy, this ring
    Deliver them, and your appeal to us
    There make before them. Look, the good man weeps!
    He's honest, on mine honour. God's blest mother!
    I swear he is true--hearted; and a soul
    None better in my kingdom. Get you gone,
    And do as I have bid you.
    [Exit CRANMER]
    He has strangled
    His language in his tears.

66 V / 1
  • Now, by thy looks
    I guess thy message. Is the queen deliver'd?
    Say, ay;...
  • Now, by thy looks
    I guess thy message. Is the queen deliver'd?
    Say, ay; and of a boy.
  • Old Lady. I'll not come back; the tidings that I bring
    Will make my boldness manners. Now, good angels
    Fly o'er thy royal head, and shade thy person
    Under their blessed wings!

    Henry VIII. Now, by thy looks
    I guess thy message. Is the queen deliver'd?
    Say, ay; and of a boy.

67 V / 1
  • Lovell!
  • Lovell!
  • Old Lady. Ay, ay, my liege;
    And of a lovely boy: the God of heaven
    Both now and ever bless her! 'tis a girl,
    Promises boys hereafter. Sir, your queen
    Desires your visitation, and to be
    Acquainted with this stranger 'tis as like you
    As cherry is to cherry.

    Henry VIII. Lovell!

68 V / 1
  • Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the queen.
  • Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the queen.
  • Sir Thomas Lovell. Sir?

    Henry VIII. Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the queen.

69 V / 2
  • What's that, Butts?
  • What's that, Butts?
  • Doctor Butts. I'll show your grace the strangest sight--

    Henry VIII. What's that, Butts?

70 V / 2
  • Body o' me, where is it?
  • Body o' me, where is it?
  • Doctor Butts. I think your highness saw this many a day.

    Henry VIII. Body o' me, where is it?

71 V / 2
  • Ha! 'tis he, indeed:
    Is this the honour they do one another?
    'Tis well t...
  • Ha! 'tis he, indeed:
    Is this the honour they do one another?
    'Tis well there's one above 'em yet. I had thought
    They had parted so much honesty among 'em
    At least, good manners, as not thus to suffer
    A man of his place, and so near our favour,
    To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures,
    And at the door too, like a post with packets.
    By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery:
    Let 'em alone, and draw the curtain close:
    We shall hear more anon.
  • Doctor Butts. There, my lord:
    The high promotion of his grace of Canterbury;
    Who holds his state at door, 'mongst pursuivants,
    Pages, and footboys.

    Henry VIII. Ha! 'tis he, indeed:
    Is this the honour they do one another?
    'Tis well there's one above 'em yet. I had thought
    They had parted so much honesty among 'em
    At least, good manners, as not thus to suffer
    A man of his place, and so near our favour,
    To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures,
    And at the door too, like a post with packets.
    By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery:
    Let 'em alone, and draw the curtain close:
    We shall hear more anon.

72 V / 3
  • You were ever good at sudden commendations,
    Bishop of Winchester. But know,...
  • You were ever good at sudden commendations,
    Bishop of Winchester. But know, I come not
    To hear such flattery now, and in my presence;
    They are too thin and bare to hide offences.
    To me you cannot reach, you play the spaniel,
    And think with wagging of your tongue to win me;
    But, whatsoe'er thou takest me for, I'm sure
    Thou hast a cruel nature and a bloody.
    [To CRANMER]
    Good man, sit down. Now let me see the proudest
    He, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee:
    By all that's holy, he had better starve
    Than but once think this place becomes thee not.
  • Gardiner. Dread sovereign, how much are we bound to heaven
    In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince;
    Not only good and wise, but most religious:
    One that, in all obedience, makes the church
    The chief aim of his honour; and, to strengthen
    That holy duty, out of dear respect,
    His royal self in judgment comes to hear
    The cause betwixt her and this great offender.

    Henry VIII. You were ever good at sudden commendations,
    Bishop of Winchester. But know, I come not
    To hear such flattery now, and in my presence;
    They are too thin and bare to hide offences.
    To me you cannot reach, you play the spaniel,
    And think with wagging of your tongue to win me;
    But, whatsoe'er thou takest me for, I'm sure
    Thou hast a cruel nature and a bloody.
    [To CRANMER]
    Good man, sit down. Now let me see the proudest
    He, that dares most, but wag his finger at thee:
    By all that's holy, he had better starve
    Than but once think this place becomes thee not.

73 V / 3
  • No, sir, it does not please me.
    I had thought I had had men of some understa...
  • No, sir, it does not please me.
    I had thought I had had men of some understanding
    And wisdom of my council; but I find none.
    Was it discretion, lords, to let this man,
    This good man,--few of you deserve that title,--
    This honest man, wait like a lousy footboy
    At chamber--door? and one as great as you are?
    Why, what a shame was this! Did my commission
    Bid ye so far forget yourselves? I gave ye
    Power as he was a counsellor to try him,
    Not as a groom: there's some of ye, I see,
    More out of malice than integrity,
    Would try him to the utmost, had ye mean;
    Which ye shall never have while I live.
  • Earl of Surrey. May it please your grace,--

    Henry VIII. No, sir, it does not please me.
    I had thought I had had men of some understanding
    And wisdom of my council; but I find none.
    Was it discretion, lords, to let this man,
    This good man,--few of you deserve that title,--
    This honest man, wait like a lousy footboy
    At chamber--door? and one as great as you are?
    Why, what a shame was this! Did my commission
    Bid ye so far forget yourselves? I gave ye
    Power as he was a counsellor to try him,
    Not as a groom: there's some of ye, I see,
    More out of malice than integrity,
    Would try him to the utmost, had ye mean;
    Which ye shall never have while I live.

74 V / 3
  • Well, well, my lords, respect him;
    Take him, and use him well, he's worthy o...
  • Well, well, my lords, respect him;
    Take him, and use him well, he's worthy of it.
    I will say thus much for him, if a prince
    May be beholding to a subject, I
    Am, for his love and service, so to him.
    Make me no more ado, but all embrace him:
    Be friends, for shame, my lords! My Lord of
    Canterbury,
    I have a suit which you must not deny me;
    That is, a fair young maid that yet wants baptism,
    You must be godfather, and answer for her.
  • Lord Chancellor. Thus far,
    My most dread sovereign, may it like your grace
    To let my tongue excuse all. What was purposed
    Concerning his imprisonment, was rather,
    If there be faith in men, meant for his trial,
    And fair purgation to the world, than malice,
    I'm sure, in me.

    Henry VIII. Well, well, my lords, respect him;
    Take him, and use him well, he's worthy of it.
    I will say thus much for him, if a prince
    May be beholding to a subject, I
    Am, for his love and service, so to him.
    Make me no more ado, but all embrace him:
    Be friends, for shame, my lords! My Lord of
    Canterbury,
    I have a suit which you must not deny me;
    That is, a fair young maid that yet wants baptism,
    You must be godfather, and answer for her.

75 V / 3
  • Come, come, my lord, you'ld spare your spoons: you
    shall have two noble part...
  • Come, come, my lord, you'ld spare your spoons: you
    shall have two noble partners with you; the old
    Duchess of Norfolk, and Lady Marquess Dorset: will
    these please you?
    Once more, my Lord of Winchester, I charge you,
    Embrace and love this man.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. The greatest monarch now alive may glory
    In such an honour: how may I deserve it
    That am a poor and humble subject to you?

    Henry VIII. Come, come, my lord, you'ld spare your spoons: you
    shall have two noble partners with you; the old
    Duchess of Norfolk, and Lady Marquess Dorset: will
    these please you?
    Once more, my Lord of Winchester, I charge you,
    Embrace and love this man.

76 V / 3
  • Good man, those joyful tears show thy true heart:
    The common voice, I see, i...
  • Good man, those joyful tears show thy true heart:
    The common voice, I see, is verified
    Of thee, which says thus, 'Do my Lord of Canterbury
    A shrewd turn, and he is your friend for ever.'
    Come, lords, we trifle time away; I long
    To have this young one made a Christian.
    As I have made ye one, lords, one remain;
    So I grow stronger, you more honour gain.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. And let heaven
    Witness, how dear I hold this confirmation.

    Henry VIII. Good man, those joyful tears show thy true heart:
    The common voice, I see, is verified
    Of thee, which says thus, 'Do my Lord of Canterbury
    A shrewd turn, and he is your friend for ever.'
    Come, lords, we trifle time away; I long
    To have this young one made a Christian.
    As I have made ye one, lords, one remain;
    So I grow stronger, you more honour gain.

77 V / 5
  • Thank you, good lord archbishop:
    What is her name?
  • Thank you, good lord archbishop:
    What is her name?
  • Archbishop Cranmer. [Kneeling] And to your royal grace, and the good queen,
    My noble partners, and myself, thus pray:
    All comfort, joy, in this most gracious lady,
    Heaven ever laid up to make parents happy,
    May hourly fall upon ye!

    Henry VIII. Thank you, good lord archbishop:
    What is her name?

78 V / 5
  • Stand up, lord.
    [KING HENRY VIII kisses the child]
    With this kiss take m...
  • Stand up, lord.
    [KING HENRY VIII kisses the child]
    With this kiss take my blessing: God protect thee!
    Into whose hand I give thy life.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. Elizabeth.

    Henry VIII. Stand up, lord.
    [KING HENRY VIII kisses the child]
    With this kiss take my blessing: God protect thee!
    Into whose hand I give thy life.

79 V / 5
  • My noble gossips, ye have been too prodigal:
    I thank ye heartily; so shall t...
  • My noble gossips, ye have been too prodigal:
    I thank ye heartily; so shall this lady,
    When she has so much English.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. Amen.

    Henry VIII. My noble gossips, ye have been too prodigal:
    I thank ye heartily; so shall this lady,
    When she has so much English.

80 V / 5
  • Thou speakest wonders.
  • Thou speakest wonders.
  • Archbishop Cranmer. Let me speak, sir,
    For heaven now bids me; and the words I utter
    Let none think flattery, for they'll find 'em truth.
    This royal infant--heaven still move about her!--
    Though in her cradle, yet now promises
    Upon this land a thousand thousand blessings,
    Which time shall bring to ripeness: she shall be--
    But few now living can behold that goodness--
    A pattern to all princes living with her,
    And all that shall succeed: Saba was never
    More covetous of wisdom and fair virtue
    Than this pure soul shall be: all princely graces,
    That mould up such a mighty piece as this is,
    With all the virtues that attend the good,
    Shall still be doubled on her: truth shall nurse her,
    Holy and heavenly thoughts still counsel her:
    She shall be loved and fear'd: her own shall bless her;
    Her foes shake like a field of beaten corn,
    And hang their heads with sorrow: good grows with her:
    In her days every man shall eat in safety,
    Under his own vine, what he plants; and sing
    The merry songs of peace to all his neighbours:
    God shall be truly known; and those about her
    From her shall read the perfect ways of honour,
    And by those claim their greatness, not by blood.
    Nor shall this peace sleep with her: but as when
    The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix,
    Her ashes new create another heir,
    As great in admiration as herself;
    So shall she leave her blessedness to one,
    When heaven shall call her from this cloud of darkness,
    Who from the sacred ashes of her honour
    Shall star-like rise, as great in fame as she was,
    And so stand fix'd: peace, plenty, love, truth, terror,
    That were the servants to this chosen infant,
    Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him:
    Wherever the bright sun of heaven shall shine,
    His honour and the greatness of his name
    Shall be, and make new nations: he shall flourish,
    And, like a mountain cedar, reach his branches
    To all the plains about him: our children's children
    Shall see this, and bless heaven.

    Henry VIII. Thou speakest wonders.

81 V / 5
  • O lord archbishop,
    Thou hast made me now a man! never, before
    This happy...
  • O lord archbishop,
    Thou hast made me now a man! never, before
    This happy child, did I get any thing:
    This oracle of comfort has so pleased me,
    That when I am in heaven I shall desire
    To see what this child does, and praise my Maker.
    I thank ye all. To you, my good lord mayor,
    And your good brethren, I am much beholding;
    I have received much honour by your presence,
    And ye shall find me thankful. Lead the way, lords:
    Ye must all see the queen, and she must thank ye,
    She will be sick else. This day, no man think
    Has business at his house; for all shall stay:
    This little one shall make it holiday.
    [Exeunt]
    EPILOGUE
  • Archbishop Cranmer. She shall be, to the happiness of England,
    An aged princess; many days shall see her,
    And yet no day without a deed to crown it.
    Would I had known no more! but she must die,
    She must, the saints must have her; yet a virgin,
    A most unspotted lily shall she pass
    To the ground, and all the world shall mourn her.

    Henry VIII. O lord archbishop,
    Thou hast made me now a man! never, before
    This happy child, did I get any thing:
    This oracle of comfort has so pleased me,
    That when I am in heaven I shall desire
    To see what this child does, and praise my Maker.
    I thank ye all. To you, my good lord mayor,
    And your good brethren, I am much beholding;
    I have received much honour by your presence,
    And ye shall find me thankful. Lead the way, lords:
    Ye must all see the queen, and she must thank ye,
    She will be sick else. This day, no man think
    Has business at his house; for all shall stay:
    This little one shall make it holiday.
    [Exeunt]
    EPILOGUE

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