That's somewhat sudden:
But he's a learned man. May he continue
Long in his highness' favour, and do justice
For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones,
When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings,
May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on em! What more?
That's rather sodden:
but he's an educated man. May he remain
in his Highness' favour for a long time, and do the right thing
for the sake of truth and his conscience; so that his bones,
when his life has run out and he gains blessed sleep,
may be covered with the tears of orphans! What else?
CROMWELL
That Cranmer is return'd with welcome,
Install'd lord archbishop of Canterbury.
Cranmer has been welcomed back,
and made Lord Archbishop of Canterbury.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
That's news indeed.
That's certainly news.
CROMWELL
Last, that the Lady Anne,
Whom the king hath in secrecy long married,
This day was view'd in open as his queen,
Going to chapel; and the voice is now
Only about her coronation.
Lastly that the Lady Anne,
who has been secretly married to the King for a long time,
was today seen out in the open as his Queen,
going to chapel; and all the gossip is now
about her coronation.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
There was the weight that pull'd me down. O Cromwell,
The king has gone beyond me: all my glories
In that one woman I have lost for ever:
No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours,
Or gild again the noble troops that waited
Upon my smiles. Go, get thee from me, Cromwell;
I am a poor fall'n man, unworthy now
To be thy lord and master: seek the king;
That sun, I pray, may never set! I have told him
What and how true thou art: he will advance thee;
Some little memory of me will stir him--
I know his noble nature--not to let
Thy hopeful service perish too: good Cromwell,
Neglect him not; make use now, and provide
For thine own future safety.
That was the weight that pulled me down. Oh Cromwell,
the King is lost to me; through that one woman
I have lost all my glory forever:
no sun shall ever shine again on my honours,
or on the crowds of followers who waited
for my approval. Go away from me, Cromwell;
I am a fallen man, unworthy now
of being your lord and master: find the king;
I pray that that sun may never set! I have told him
who you are and how loyal you are: he will promote you;
some small memory of me will motivate him–
I know his noble nature–to allow your
good services to be rewarded: good Cromwell,
do not ignore him; use him now, and solidify
your position for the future.
CROMWELL
O my lord,
Must I, then, leave you? must I needs forego
So good, so noble and so true a master?
Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron,
With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord.
The king shall have my service: but my prayers
For ever and for ever shall be yours.
O my Lord,
then must I leave you? Do I need to abandon
such a good, noble and true master?
All who do not have hearts of iron please witness
how sadly Cromwell leaves his Lord.
I shall serve the King: but my prayers
will be yours for ever.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear
In all my miseries; but thou hast forced me,
Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman.
Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell;
And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be,
And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention
Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee,
Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory,
And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour,
Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in;
A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it.
Mark but my fall, and that that ruin'd me.
Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition:
By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then,
The image of his Maker, hope to win by it?
Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee;
Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not:
Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's,
Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st,
O Cromwell,
Thou fall'st a blessed martyr! Serve the king;
And,--prithee, lead me in:
There take an inventory of all I have,
To the last penny; 'tis the king's: my robe,
And my integrity to heaven, is all
I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell!
Had I but served my God with half the zeal
I served my king, he would not in mine age
Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Cromwell, I did not think I would cry
in all my misery; but you have made me,
through your honest truth, act like a woman.
Let's dry our eyes; and at least listen to this,
and when I am forgotten, as I will be,
and sleeping in my tomb, when I shall
never be mentioned again, say I taught you;
say Wolsey, who once trod the paths of glory,
and sailed across all the oceans of honour,
found a way when he was shipwrecked for you to rise,
a sure and safe way, although your master missed it.
Just take note of my fall, and what ruined me:
Cromwell, I order you, throw away ambition,
the sin that made the Angels fall; so how can man,
the image of his maker, hope to profit by it?
Love yourself last of all, love those who hate you;
honesty does better than corruption.
Always carry gentle peace with you
to silence jealous tongues. Be just, and don't be afraid;
let everything you do be for the good of the country,
God and truth: and if you fall, O Cromwell,
you will fall as a blessed martyr.
Serve the King: and please take me in:
take an inventory of all my possessions,
to the last penny, it belongs to the king. My robe,
and my loyalty to heaven, is all
I can now call my own. Oh, Cromwell, Cromwell.
If I had served my God with half the enthusiasm
with which I served my king, he would not have left me
naked to my enemies in my old age.
CROMWELL
Good sir, have patience.
Good sir, have patience.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
So I have. Farewell
The hopes of court! my hopes in heaven do dwell.
I have. Farewell
to the ambitions of court! My hope lives in heaven.
Exeunt
Enter two Gentlemen, meeting one another
First Gentleman
You're well met once again.
Good to see you again.
Second Gentleman
So are
you.
The same to you.
First Gentleman
You come to take your stand here, and behold
The Lady Anne pass from her coronation?
Have you come to stand here and watch
Lady Anne on her way from her coronation?
Second Gentleman
'Tis all my business. At our last encounter,
The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial.
That's what I'm here for. Last time we met,
the Duke of Buckingham was coming from his trial.
First Gentleman
'Tis very true: but that time offer'd sorrow;
This, general joy.
That's very true, but that was a sorrowful time;
this is a time of general happiness.
Second Gentleman
'Tis well: the citizens,
I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds--
As, let 'em have their rights, they are ever forward--
In celebration of this day with shows,
Pageants and sights of honour.
It's good: the citizens
have certainly shown their fondness for royalty–
as, to give them their due, they always do–
by celebrating this day with shows,
pageants and great displays.
First Gentleman
Never greater,
Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir.
There never have been greater,
nor, I can assure you, more welcome, sir.
Second Gentleman
May I be bold to ask at what that contains,
That paper in your hand?
Might I be so bold as to enquire what
that paper in your hand says?
First Gentleman
Yes; 'tis the list
Of those that claim their offices this day
By custom of the coronation.
The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims
To be high-steward; next, the Duke of Norfolk,
He to be earl marshal: you may read the rest.
Yes, it is the list
of those who claim their titles today
as is customary at the coronation.
The Duke of Suffolk is the first, he claims
the right of being high Steward; next comes the Duke of Norfolk,
he shall be Earl Marshall: you may read the rest.
Second Gentleman
I thank you, sir: had I not known those customs,
I should have been beholding to your paper.
But, I beseech you, what's become of Katharine,
The princess dowager? how goes her business?
Thank you, Sir: if I didn't know these customs,
your paper would have been very useful.
But, I must ask you, what happened to Katherine,
the Princess Dowager? How goes it with her?
First Gentleman
That I can tell you too. The Archbishop
Of Canterbury, accompanied with other
Learned and reverend fathers of his order,
Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off
From Ampthill where the princess lay; to which
She was often cited by them, but appear'd not:
And, to be short, for not appearance and
The king's late scruple, by the main assent
Of all these learned men she was divorced,
And the late marriage made of none effect
Since which she was removed to Kimbolton,
Where she remains now sick.
I can tell you that too. The Archbishop
of Canterbury, accompanied by other
learned and reverend fathers of his order,
recently held a court at Dunstable, six miles away
from Ampthill where the Princess was staying;
they often summoned her, but she did not come:
and, to cut a long story short, because she didn't appear
and because of the King's recent doubts, she was
divorced by a unanimous vote of all these learned men,
and her previous marriage was declared invalid.
Since then she has gone to Kimbolton,
where she is now lying ill.
Second Gentleman
Alas, good lady!
Alas, good lady!
Trumpets
The trumpets sound: stand close, the queen is coming.
The trumpets are sounding: stand close to me, the Queen is coming.
Hautboys
THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION
1. A lively flourish of Trumpets.
2. Then, two Judges.
3. Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace
before him.
4. Choristers, singing.
Music
5. Mayor of London, bearing the mace. Then
Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his
head a gilt copper crown.
6. Marquess Dorset, bearing a sceptre of gold,
on his head a demi-coronal of gold. With
him, SURREY, bearing the rod of silver with
the dove, crowned with an earl's coronet.
Collars of SS.
7. SUFFOLK, in his robe of estate, his coronet
on his head, bearing a long white wand, as
high-steward. With him, NORFOLK, with the
rod of marshalship, a coronet on his head.
Collars of SS.
8. A canopy borne by four of the Cinque-ports;
under it, QUEEN ANNE in her robe; in her hair
richly adorned with pearl, crowned. On each
side her, the Bishops of London and
Winchester.
9. The old Duchess of Norfolk, in a coronal of
gold, wrought with flowers, bearing QUEEN
ANNE's train.
10. Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain
circlets of gold without flowers.
They pass over the stage in order and state
Second Gentleman
A royal train, believe me. These I know:
Who's that that bears the sceptre?
A royal procession, I'll swear. I know these people,
who is that who's carrying the sceptre?
First Gentleman
Marquess Dorset:
And that the Earl of Surrey, with the rod.
The Marquess Dorset:
and that's the Earl of Surrey, carrying the rod.
Second Gentleman
A bold brave gentleman. That should be
The Duke of Suffolk?
A bold brave gentleman. Is that
the Duke of Suffolk?
First Gentleman
'Tis the same: high-steward.
That's him: high Steward.
Second Gentleman
And that my Lord of Norfolk?
And that's my Lord of Norfolk?
First Gentleman
Yes;
Yes.
Second Gentleman
Heaven bless thee!
Looking on QUEEN ANNE
Thou hast the sweetest face I ever look'd on.
Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel;
Our king has all the Indies in his arms,
And more and richer, when he strains that lady:
I cannot blame his conscience.
Heaven bless you!
You have the sweetest face I ever saw.
Sir, upon my soul, she is an angel;
our King possesses something more valuable
than the whole of the Indies when he embraces that lady:
I can't blame him for wanting her.
First Gentleman
They that bear
The cloth of honour over her, are four barons
Of the Cinque-ports.
Those who carry
the canopy over her are four Barons
of the Cinque ports.
Second Gentleman
Those
men are happy; and so are all are near her.
I take it, she that carries up the train
Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk.
Those men are lucky; and so all who are near her.
I take it that the one who is carrying the train
is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk.
First Gentleman
It is; and all the rest are countesses.
It is; and all the rest are Countesses.
Second Gentleman
Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed;
And sometimes falling ones.
I can see by their coronets. These are certainly stars;
and sometimes they fall.
First Gentleman
No more of that.
That's enough of that.
Exit procession, and then a great flourish of trumpets
Enter a third Gentleman
First Gentleman
God save you, sir! where have you been broiling?
God save you, sir! Where have you been sweating?
Third Gentleman
Among the crowd i' the Abbey; where a finger
Could not be wedged in more: I am stifled
With the mere rankness of their joy.
Amongst the crowd in the Abbey; you couldn't have got
another finger in there: I am choked
with the stench of their joy.
Second Gentleman
You saw
The ceremony?
You saw
the ceremony?
Third Gentleman
That I did.
I certainly did.
First Gentleman
How was it?
How was it?
Third Gentleman
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