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a stiff

Such joy

8 rams

Had the full view of, such a noise arose
As the shrouds make at sea in

tempest,
As loud, and to as many tunes : hats, cloaks,
(Doublets, I think,) flew up; and had their faces
Been loose, this day they had been lost.
I never saw before.

Great-bellied women, That had not half a week to

go,

like In the old time of war, would shake the

press, And make them reel before them. No man living Could

say, This is my wife, there; all were woven So strangely in one piece. 2 Gent.

But, 'pray, what follow'd ?+ 3 Gent. At length her grace rose, and with modest

paces Came to the altar: where she kneeld, and, saint-like, Cast her fair eyes to heaven, and pray'd devoutly. Then rose again, and bow'd her to the people: When by the archbishop of Canterbury She had all the royal makings of a queen ; As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown, The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems Laid nobly on her; which perform’d, the choir, With all the choicest musick of the kingdom, Together sung Te Deum. So she parted, And with the same full state pac'd back again To York-place, where the feast is held.

1 Gent. Must no more call it York-place, that is past; For, since the cardinal fell, that title's lost; 'Tis now the king's, and callid – Whitehall. 3 Gent.

I know it; But 'tis so lately alter'd, that the old name Is fresh about me. 2 Gent.

What two reverend bishops Were those that went on each side of the queen ?

Sir, you

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like rams — ] That is, like battering rams. I “ But, what follow'd ?" - MALONE.

3 Gent. Stokesley and Gardiner ; the one, of Win

chester,
(Newly preferr'd from the king's secretary,)
The other, London.
2 Gent.

He of Winchester
Is held no great good lover of the archbishop's,
The virtuous Cranmer.
3 Gent.

All the land knows that: However, yet there's no great breach ; when it comes, Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him.

2 Gent. Who may that be, I pray you? 3 Gent.

Thomas Cromwell; A man in much esteem with the king, and truly A worthy friend. - The king Has made him master o'the jewel-house, And one, already, of the privy-council.

2 Gent. He will deserve more. 3 Gent.

Yes, without all doubt. Come, gentlemen, ye shall go my way, which Is to the court, and there ye shall be my guests; Something I can command. As I walk thither, I'll tell ye more. Both.

You may command us, sir. (Exeunt.

SCENE II.9

Kimbolton.

Enter KATHARINE, Dowager, sick; led between Grif

Fith and PATIENCE.

Grif. How does your grace ?
Kath.

O, Griffith, sick to death : My legs, like loaden branches, bow to the earth, Willing to leave their burden : Reach a chair;

, Scene 11.) This scene is above any other part of Shakspeare's tragedies, and perhaps above any scene of any other poet, tender

So, now, methinks, I feel a little ease.
Didst thou not tell me, Griffith, as thou led'st me,
That the great child of honour, cardinal Wolsey,
Was dead ?

Grif. Yes, madam; but, I think, your grace, Out of the pain you suffer’d, gave no ear to't.

Kath. Pr'ythee, good Griffith, tell me how he died:
If well, he stepp'd before me, happily,'
For my example.
Grif.

Well, the voice goes, madam:
For after the stout earl Northumberland
Arrested him at York, and brought him forward
(As a man sorely tainted,) to his answer,
He fell sick suddenly, and grew so ill,
He could not sit his mule.
Kath.

Alas, poor man!
Grif. At last, with easy roads?, he came to Leicester,
Lodg'd in the abbey; where the reverend abbot,
With all his convent, honourably receiv'd him;
To whom he gave these words, — O father abbot,
An old man, broken with the storms of state,
Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ;
Give him a little earth for charity!
So went to bed: where eagerly his sickness
Pursu'd him still; and, three nights after this,
About the hour of eight, (which he himself
Foretold, should be his last,) full of repentance
Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows,
He gave his honours to the world again,
His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.

and pathetick, without gods, or furies, or poisons, or precipices, without the help of romantick circumstances, without improbable sallies of poetical lamentation, and without any throes of tumultuous misery. Johnson.

he stepp'd before me, happily, For my example.] Happily means on this occasion, fortunately,

with easy roads,] i. e. by short stages.

Kath. So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him !
Yet thus far, Griffith, give me leave to speak him,
And yet with charity, — He was a man
Of an unbounded stomach", ever ranking
Himself with princes; one, that by suggestion
Ty'd all the kingdom * : simony was fair play ;
His own opinion was his law: I’the presence
He would say untruths; and be ever double,
Both in his words and meaning: He was never,
But where he meant to ruin, pitiful:
His promises were, as he then was, mighty;
But his performance, as he is now, nothing.
Of his own body he was ill, and gave
The clergy ill example.
Grif.

Noble madam,
Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water. May it please your highness
To hear me speak his good now?
Kath.

Yes, good Griffith;
I were malicious else.
Grif.

This cardinal, Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly Was fashion'd to much honour. From his cradle, He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer. And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely: Ever witness for him

3 Of an unbounded stomach,] i. e. of unbounded pride, or haughtiness.

-one, that by suggestion Ty'd all the kingdom:) i. e. he was a man of an unbounded stomach, or pride, ranking himself with princes, and by suggestion to the king and the pope, he ty'd, i. e. limited, circumscribed, and set bounds to the liberties and properties of all persons in the king

dom.

VOL. VI.

&

Those twins of learning, that he rais'd in you,
Ipswich, and Oxford ! one of which fell with him,
Unwilling to outlive the good that did it;
The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous,
So excellent in art, and still so rising,
That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him;
For then, and not till then, he felt himself,
And found the blessedness of being little :
And, to add greater honours to his age
Than man could give him, he died, fearing God.

Kath. After my death I wish no other herald,
No other speaker of my living actions,
To keep mine honour from corruption,
But such an honest chronicler as Griffith.
Whom I most hated living, thou hast made me,
With thy religious truth, and modesty,
Now in his ashes honour: Peace be with him !
Patience, be near me still; and set me lower :
I have not long to trouble thee. — Good Griffith,
Cause the musicians play me that sad note
I nam’d my knell, whilst I sit meditating
On that celestial harmony I go to.

Sad and solemn Musick.

Grif. She is asleep: Good wench, let's sit down

quiet, For fear we wake her ;-Softly, gentle Patience.

The Vision. Enter, solemnly tripping one after another,

sir Personages, clad in white robes, wearing on their heads garlands of bays, and golden vizards on their faces; branches of bays, or palm, in their hands. They first congee unto her, then dance; and, at certain changes, the first two hold a spare garland over her head, at which, the other four make reverend courtsies; then the two, that held the garland, deliver the same to

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