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Kath, Spirits of peace, where are ye? Are ye all
gone ? And leave me here in wretchedness behind ye? 230
Grif. Madam, we are here.
Kath. It is not you I call for : Saw ye none enter, since I slept?
Grif. None, madam.
Kath. No! Saw you not, even now, a blessed troop Invite me to a banquet; whose bright faces Cast thousand beams upon me, like the sun ? They promis'd me eternal happiness; And brought me garlands, Griffith, which I feel I am not worthy yet to wear : I shall,
Grif. I am most joyful, madam, such good dreams Possess your fancy.
Kath. Bid the musick leave,
Pat. Do you note,
250 Pat. Heaven comfort her!
Enter a Messenger. Mes. An't like your grace
Kath. You are a saucy fellow : Deserve we no more reverence?
Grif. You are to blame,
Knowing, she will not lose her wonted greatness,
Mes. I humbly do entreat your highness' pardon;
fellow Let me ne'er see again.
[Exeunt GRIFFITH, and Messenger.
Re-enter GRIFFITH, with CAPUCIUS. If my sight fail not, You should be lord ambassador from the emperor, My royal nephew, and your name Capucius.
Cap. Madam, the same, your servant.
Kath. O my lord, The times, and titles, now are alter'd strangely With me, since first you knew me. But, I pray you, What is your pleasure with me?
270 Cap. Noble lady, First, mine own service to your grace; the next, The king's request that I would visit you ; Who grieves much for your weakness, and by me Sends you his princely commendations, And heartily entreats you take good comfort. Kath. O my good lord, that comfort comes too
late: 'Tis like a pardon after execution : That gentle physick, given in time, had cur'd me; But now I am past all comforts here, but prayers,
How does his highness?
281 Cap. Madam, in good health.
Kath. So may he ever do! and ever flourish, When I shall dwell with worms, and my poor name Banish'd the kingdom !-Patience, is that letter, I caus'd you write, yet sent away?
Pat. No, madam. :');
Kath. Sir, I most humbly pray you to deliver This to my lord the king.
Cap. Most willing, madam.
Kath. In which I have commended to his goodness The model of our chaste loves, his young daugh
The dews of heaven fall thick in blessings on her
That they may have their wages duly paid 'em, 310
you wish christian peace to souls departed, Stand these poor people's friend, and urge the king To do me this last right.
Cap. By heaven, I will;
wench, Let me be us'd with honour; strew me over
329 With maiden flowers, that all the world may know I was a chaste wife to my grave : embalm me, Then lay me forth : although unqueen'd, yet like A queen, and daughter to a king, inter me. I can no more.. [Exeunt, leading KATHARINE.
ACT V. SCENE I.
Some Part of the Palace. Enter GARDINER Bishop of
Winchester, a Page with a Torch before him, met by Sir THOMAS Lovel.
one a'clock, boy, is't not?: Boy. It hath struck.
Gard. These should be hours for necessities, Not for delights; times to repair our nature With comforting repose, and not for us To waste these times, Good hour of night, Sir
Thomas ! Whither so late ?
Lov. Came you from the king, my lord ?
Gard. I did, Sir Thomas ; and left him at primero With the duke of Suffolk.,
10 Lov. I must to him too, Before he go to bed. I'll take my leave, Gard. Not yet, Sir Thomas Lovel. What's the
matter? It seems, you are in haste : an if there be No great offence belongs to’t, give your friend Some touch of your late business : Affairs, that walk (As, they say, spirits do) at midnight, have In them a.wilder nature, than the business That seeks dispatch by day.