And, after, this: and then to breakfast, with [Exit King, frowning upon Cardinal WOLSEY; the Wol. What should this mean? What sudden anger's this? how have I reap'd it? 450 He parted frowning from me, as if ruin Leap'd from his eyes: So looks the chafed lion Upon the daring huntsman that has gall'd him; Then makes him nothing. I must read this paper; I fear, the story of his anger.-'Tis so ; -'Tis the account This paper has undone me :—' Of all that world of wealth I have drawn together For mine own ends; indeed, to gain the popedom, And fee my friends in Rome. O negligence, Fit for a fool to fall by! What cross devil I sent the king? Is there no way to cure this? 460 I know 'twill stir him strongly; yet I know I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewel! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness; I haste now to my setting: I shall fall 470 Re-enter KING HENRY VIII. Forewit, a long farewed, to alt my greatness London Printed for JBell British Library Strand May 27. 1786. |