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By my soul,
Yes, that goodness
man, But that I am bound in charity against it! Nor. Those articles, my lord, are in the king's
hand: But, thus much, they are foul ones.
So much fairer,
This cannot save you:
Speak on, sir; I dare your worst objections: if I blush, It is, to see a nobleman want manners. Sur. I'd rather want those, than my head. Have
at you. First, that, without the king's assent, or know
ledge, You wrought to be a legate; by which power You maim'd the jurisdiction of all bishops.
Nor. Then, that, in all you writ to Rome, or else To foreign princes, Ego et Rex meus Was still inscrib’d; in which you brought the king To be your servant. Suf.
Then, that, without the knowledge Either of king or council, when you went Ambassador to the emperor, you made bold To carry into Flanders the great seal.
Sur. Item, you sent a large commission To Gregory de Cassalis, to conclude, Without the king's will, or the state's allowance, A league between his highness and Ferrara. Suf. That, out of mere ambition, you have
caus'd Your holy hat to be stamp'd on the king's coin.
Sur. Then, that you have sent innumerable sub
stance, (By what means got, I leave to your own con
science,) To furnish Romne, and to prepare the ways You have for dignities; to the mere undoing Of all the kingdom. Many more there are; Which, since they are of you, and odious, I will not taint my mouth with. | Cham.
O my lord, Press not a falling man too far; ’tis virtue: His faults lie open to the laws; let them, Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see him So little of his great self. Sur.
I forgive him. Suf. Lord cardinal, the king's further pleasure
is,Because all those things, you have done of late By your power legatine within this kingdom, Fall into the compass of a præmunire,— That therefore such a writ be su'd against you; To forfeit all your goods, lands, tenements, Chattels, and whatsoever, and to be Out of the king's protection :- This is my charge.
Nor. And so we'll leave you to your meditations How to live better. For your stubborn answer, About the giving back the great seal to us, The king shall know it, and, no doubt, shall thank
you. So fare you well, my little good lord cardinal..
[Exeunt all but Wolsey. Wol. So farewel to the little good you bear me.
Farewel, a long farewel, to all my greatness!
Enter Cromwell, amazedly.
Why, how now, Cromwell? Crom. I have no power to speak, sir. Wol.
What, amaz'd At my misfortunes? can thy spirit wonder, A great man should decline? Nay, an you weep, I am fallen indeed. Crom.
How does your grace? Wol.
Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell.
right use of it. Wol. I hope, I have: I am able now, methinks, (Out of a fortitude of soul I feel,) To endure more miseries, and greater far, Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer. What news abroad? Crom.
The heaviest, and the worst, Is your displeasure with the king. IVol.
God bless him! Crom. The next is, that sir Thomas More is
chosen Lord chancellor in your place. Wol.
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?
Crom. That Cranmer is returnd with welcome,