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Sir I may tell it you, I think I have
Incens'd'the lords o'ch' council, that he is
(For so I know he is, they know he is)
À most arch-heretick, a pestilence
That does infect the land; with which they moy'd
Have broken with the King, who hath so far
Giv'n ear to our complaint of his great Grace
And princely care, foreseeing those fell mischiefs
Our reasons laid before him, he hath commanded
To-morrow morning to the council board
He be convented. He's a rank weed, Sir Thomas,
And we must root him out. From your affairs
I hinder you too long : good night, Sir Thomas.

[Exeunt Gardiner and page. Lov. Many good nights, my lord, I rest your servant.

SCENE II.

Enter King and Suffolk.
King. Charles, I will play no more to-nighe,
My mind's not on't, you are too hard for me.
Suf. Sir, I did never win of

you

before,
King. But little, Charles,
Nor shall not when my fancy's on my play.
Now Lovel, from the Queen, what is the news :

Lov. I could not personally deliver to her
What you commanded me, but by her woman
I sent your message, who return'd her thanks
In greatest humbleness, and beg your Highness
Most heartily to pray for her.

King. What say'st thou! ha!
To pray for her! what! is she crying out?

Lov. So said her woman, and that her suff'rance made Almost each pang a death,

King. Alas, good lady!

Suf. God safely quit her of her burthen, and
With gentle travel, to the gladding of
Your Highness with an heir.

King. 'Tis midnight, Charles ;
Pr'ythee to bed, and in thy prayers remember

Th'estate

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Th’eftate of my poor Queen. Leave me alone,
For I must think of that which company
Would not be friendly to.

Suf. I wish your Highness
A quiet night, and my good miftress will
Remember in my prayers.

King. Charles, a good night: (Exit Suffolk)
Well, Sir, what follows ?

Enter Sir Anthony Denny.
Denny. Sir, I have brought my lord the Arch-bishop,
As you commanded me.

King. Ha! Canterbury !
Denny. Yea, my good lord.
King. 'Tis true where is he, Denny
Denny. He attends your Highness' pleasure.
King. Bring him to us.

(Exit Dennyi
Lov. This is about that which the bishop (pake,
I am happily come hither.

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Enter Cranmer and Denny.
King. Avoid the gallery [Lovell seemeth to stay,
Ha! I have said.

(Exeunt Lovell and Denny.

SCENE III.
Cran, I am fearful: wherefore frowns he thus ?
'Tis his alpect of terror,

All's not well.
King. How now, my lord: you do delire to know
Wherefore I sent for you.

Cran. It is my duty
T! attend your Highness' pleasure.

King. Pray you rise,
My good and gracious lord of Canterbury:
Come you and I must walk a turn together :
I've news to tell you. Come, give me your hand.
Ah my good lord, I grieve at what I speak,
And am right sorry to repeat what follows.
I have, and most unwillingly, of late
Heard many grievous, I do say, my lord,

Grievous

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Grievous complaints of you; which being considerd,
Have mov'd us and our council, that you

Thall
This morning come before us, where I know
You cannot with such freedom purge your self,
But that 'till further tryal, in those charges
Which will require your answer, you must take
Your patience to you, and be well contented
To make your house our Tower; you, a brother of us,
It fits we thus proceed, or else no witnefs
Would come against you.

Cran, I humbly thank your Highness,
And am right glad to catch this good, occasion
Most throughly to be winnow'd, where my chaff
And corn shall fly asunder. For I know
There's none. ftands under more calumnious tongues
Than I my felf, poor man.

King. Stand up, good Canterbury,
Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted
In us, thy friend. Give me thy hand, stand up,
Prythee let's walk. Now, by my holy dame,
What manner of man are you? my lord, I look'd.
You would have given me your petition, that
I should have ta'en fome pains to bring together:
Your self and your accusers, and have heard you
Without indurance further. -

Cran, Moft dread Liege,
The good I stand on is my truth and honefty : -
If they shall fall, I with mine enemies
Will triumph o'er my person ; which I weigh not;
Being of thofe virtues vacant. I fear nothing

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What can be faid against me.

King. Know you not
How your state stands i'th' world, with the whole -

world?
Your foes are many, and not small; ther's practices-
Must bear the same proportion; and not ever
The justice and the truth o' th’ queftion carries
The due o'th' verdiet with it. At what ease.
Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt
To swear against you? such things have been done

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Your'e potently oppos’d; and with a malice
Of as great size. Ween you of better luck,
I mean in perjur'd witness, than your master,
Whose minifter you are, while here he livd
Upon this naughty earth ? go to, go to,
You take a precipice for no leap of danger,
And woo your own destruction.

Cran, God and your Majesty
Protect mine innocence, or I fall into
The trap is laid for me.

King. Be of good cheer,
They Thall no more prevail than we give way to :
Keep comfort to you, and this morning see
You do appear before them. If they chance,
In charging you with matters to commit you;
The best persuasions to the contrary
Fail not to use, and with what vehemency
Th' occasion shall instruct you. If intreaties
Will render you no remedy, this Ring
Deliver them, and your appeal to us
There'make before them. Look, the good man weeps!
He's honest on mine honour, God's bleft mother!
I swear he is true-hearted, and a soul
None better in my kingdom. Get you gone,
And do as I have bid you.

[Exit Cranmer. He'as ftrangled all his language in his tears.

Enter an old Lady.
Gent. Within. Come back; whal mean you ?
Lady. I'll not come back: the tidings that I bring
Will make my boldness manners. Now good angels
Fly o'er thy royal head, and saade thy person:
Under their bleited wings!

King. Now by thy looks
I guess thy message. Is the Queen deliver'da.
Say ay, and of a boy.

Lady. Ay, ay, my Liege;
And of a lovely boy; the God of heav'n
Both now and ever bless her!.
Tromises boys hereafter. Sir, your Queen
Delisos your visitation, and to be

Acquainted

-'tis a girl,

Acquainted with this stranger ; 'tis as like you,
As cherry is to cherry,

King. Lovell.
Lov. Sir.
King. Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the Queen,

(Exit King.
Lady. An hundred marks ! by this light I'll ha' more.
An ordinary groom is for such a payment.
I will have more, or scold it out of him.
Said I for this, the girl was like him ? I'll
Have more, or else unsay't; now, while 'tis hot,
I'll put it to the issue.

[Exit Lady.

SCENE IV.

Enter Cranmer.

Cran:

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Hope I'm not too late, and yet the gentleman To make great haste. All fast? what means this? hoa ? Who waits there? sure you know me?

Enter Keeper.
Keep. Yes, my lord;
But yet I cannot help you.'

Cran. Why?
Keep. Your Grace must wait 'till you be callid for.

Enter Doctor Butts,
Cran, So.

Butts. This is a piece of malice: I am glad
I came this way so happily. The King
Shall understand it presently.

Exit Butts,
Cran. 'Tis Butts,
The King's physician ; as he past along,
How earnestly he cast his eyes upon me!
Pray heav'n he found not my disgrace: for certain
This is of purpose laid by some that hate me,
(God turn iheir Hearts, I never fought their malice)
To quçnch mine honour! they would shame to make i

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