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wise unto salvation, through faith that is in Christ Jesus. If such had been the result of King Henry's perusal of it, how different had been his life, and Anne Boleyn's fate!

While poor Queen Katharine was left in neglect and sorrow during the anxious period when the tedious subject of her divorce was agitating the Courts of Rome, of England, of France, and Germany, the spoiled child of fortune, Lady Anne, was surrounded with pomp, pleasures, and splendour; the King daily showering gifts and honours upon her. She was created Marchioness of Pembroke; the presence chamber of Windsor Castle witnessed the ceremony attending this royal

act.

The King being seated in the chair of state, a great train of lords and ladies escorted Anne to the chamber. Her cousin carried upon her arm a robe of state, wherewith she was to be clothed, and a coronet of gold that was to be placed on her head. Anne, who

followed this Lady, was clad in a surcoat of crimson velvet lined with ermine, like the robe of state, and her dark hair flowed loose over her shoulders.

She bowed three times before the King as she advanced, and then kneeled before him; and as the proper form of words was used, he placed the robe of state on her shoulders, and the coronet of gold upon her head. Nothing now remained but to make her a Queen; and for that last step she was prepared.

About this time, her old lover addressed to her this beautiful farewell: her greatness he could not follow: well might it have been for the spoiled child of fortune, had she occupied the place which another filled as the wife of the poet Wyatt.

Forget not yet the tried intent
Of such a truth as I have meant;
My great travail, so gladly spent,
Forget not yet.

Forget not yet when first began

The weary life, ye know-since when

The suit, the service none can tell,

Forget not yet.

Forget not yet the great assays,

The cruel wrong, the scornful ways;
The painful patience and delays,
Forget not yet.

Forget not, oh! forget not this,

How long hath been and is

The love that never meant amiss,
Forget not yet.

Forget not then thine now approved,
The which so long hath thee so loved,
Whose steadfast faith yet never moved;

Forget not this.*

Wyatt's love was most probably poetical; but his friendship with Anne and the admiration he entertained for her graces and accomplishments are undoubted. She admired

* Poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt. The author of the memoir annexed to this volume disbelieves the story of his attachment to Anne Boleyn.

his poems, and enjoyed his society; to which talent, address, and personal advantages, combined to give a charm. He was also the most intimate friend of her unfortunate cousin, the elegant Lord Surrey. We might almost judge favourably of the poet's character, by his answer to the King when pressed to attend one of those revelries called masques; “Truly a man is not so wise by

day that he should play the fool at night.”

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CHAPTER VI.

Whose mule, if it should be sold,

So gaily trapp'd with silver and gold,
And given to us for our share,

I durst ensure this one thing,
As for a competent living

This seven year we should not lack.

ROY'S SATIRE.

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O trace the singular history and gorgeous life of the great Cardinal Wolsey, from its begin

ning, as the son of an Ipswich

butcher, to its close in the Abbey of Leices

ter, would require some goodly tomes. Having

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