King, Deliver this with modefty to th'Queen' [Exit Gardiner The moft convenient place that I can think of, For fuch receit of learning, is Black-Fryars: There ye shall meet about this weighty business. My Wolfey, fee it furnish'd. O my lord, Would it not grieve an able man to leave So fweet a bedfellow? but confcience, conscience— O'tis a tender place, and I must leave her. [Exeunt. SCENE V. Enter Anne Bullen, and an old Lady: here's the pang Mis Highnefs liv'd fo long with her, and she The which to leave, a thousand-fold more bitter Would move a monfter.. Old L. Hearts of moft hard temper Melt and lament for her. Anne. In God's will, better She ne'er had known pomp; though't be temporal, It from the bearer, 'tis a fuff'rance panging Old L. Ah poor lady, She's ftranger now again. Anne. So much the more Muft pity drop upon her, verily I swear 'tis better to be lowly born, Than Than to be perk'd up a in a glift'ring grief, Old L. Our content Is our best having. Anne. By my troth and maidenhead, I would not be a Queen. Old L. Befhrew me, I would, And venture maidenhead for't; and fo would you, You that have fo fair parts of woman on you, Of your foft + cheveril confcience would receive, Anne. Nay, good troth Old. Yes, troth and troth; you would not be a Queen? Old as I am, to queen it; but I pray you, What think you of a Dutchefs have you limbs Anne. No, in truth. [little : Old. L. Then you are weakly made; pluck off a I would not be a young Count in your way For more than blushing comes to: if your back Cannot vouchsafe this burthen, 'tis too weak Ever to get a boy. Anne. How do you talk! I fwear again, I would not be a Queen Old L. In faith, for little England You'll venture an emballing: I my felf Would for Carnarvanshire, though there belong'd Enter ti, e. Tender, from Caprellus, Lat. Ciaverello, It, Chevereul, Fr. a young Goat or Kid t Enter Lord Chamberlain. Cham, Good-morrow, ladies; what wer't worth to know The fecret of your conf'rence? Anne. My good lord, Not your demand; it values not your asking:- Cham. It was a gentle business, and becoming Anne. Now I pray God, amen. Cham. You bear a gentle mind, and heav'nly bleffings Follow fuch creatures. That you may, fair lady, Perceive I speak fincerely, and high notes Ta'en of your many virtues; the King's Majefty Commends his good opinion to you, and Does purpose honour to you no less flowing Than Marchionefs of Pembrook; to which title A thousand pound a year, annual support, Out of his grace he adds. Anne. I do not know What kind of my obedience I fhould tender; Cham. Lady, I fhall not fail t'approve the fair conceit The King hath of you. I've perus'd her well, {Afide.. That they have caught the King; and who knows yet, But from this lady may proceed a gem To lighten all this Ifle? I'll to the King, Anne. My honour'd lord. Old L. Why, this it is: fee, fee, [Exit Chamberlain. I have been begging fixteen years in court This compell'd fortune) have your mouth fill'd up Anne. This is ftrange to me. Old. L. How taftes it? is it bitter forty pence, no :: There was a lady once ('tis an old story) That would not be a Queen, that would fhe not, For all the mud in Egypt; have you Anne. Come, you are pleafant. Old L. With your theme, I could. heard it? O'ermount the lark. The marchionefs of Pembrook !: That promifes more thousands: honour's train Anne. Good lady, Make your felf mirth with your particular fancy, To think what follows. The Queen is comfortlefs, and we forgetful Old L. What do you think me? [Exeunt SCENE VI. Trumpets, Sonnet, and Cornets. Enter two Vergers, with fhort filver wands; next them two Scribes in the habits of Doctors; after them, the Bishop of Canterbury alone; after him, the Bishops of Lincoln, Ely, Rochefter, and St. Afaph; next them, with Some Some small distance, follows a gentleman bearing the purfe, with the great feal, and the Cardinal's hat; then two Priefts, bearing each a filver cross, then a gentleman-ufher bare-headed, accompanied with a ferjeant at arms, bearing a mace; then two gentlemen, bearing two filver pillars; after them, fide by fide, the two Cardinals, two noblemen with the fword and mace. The King takes place under the cloth of State the two Cardinals fit under him as judges. The Queen takes place fome distance from the King. The bishops place themselves on each fide the court in manner of a confiftory: below them, the fcribes. The lords fit next the bishops. The rest of the attendants ftand in convenient order about the stage. Wol. W Hilft our commiffion from Rome is read, Let filence be commanded. King. What's the need? It hath already publickly been read, Wel. Be't fo, proceed. Scribe. Say, Henry King of England, come into the court. Cryer. Henry King of England, &c. King. Here. Seribe. Say, Katherine Queen of England, Come into the court. Cryer. Katherine Queen of England, &c. [The Queen makes no answer, rifes out of her chair, goes about the court, comes to the King, and kneels at his feet; then fpeaks ;] Sir, I defire you do me right and juftice, That |