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And, after, this: and then to breakfast, with
What appetite you have.

[Exit King, frowning upon Cardinal WOLSEY; the
Nobles throng after him, whispering and smiling.

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
Made me put this main secret in the packet

I sent the king? Is there no way to cure this?
No new device to beat this from his brains?

460

I know 'twill stir him strongly; yet I know
A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune
Will bring me off again. What's this-To the Pope?
The letter, as I live, with all the business

I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewel!

I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness;
And, from that full meridian of my glory,

I haste now to my setting: I shall fall
Like a bright exhalation in the evening,
And no man see me more.

470

Re-enter

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KING HENRY VIII.

Forewit, a long farewed, to alt my greatness

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London Printed for JBell British Library Strand May 27. 1786.

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