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That does infect the land: with which they moved,
Have broken with the king ;3 who hath so far
Given 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. Lov. Many good nights, my lord; I rest your servant.

[Exeunt GAR. and Page. As LOVELL is going out, enter the King, and the

Duke of SUFFOLK.
K. Hen. Charles, I will play no more to-night;
My mind's not on't, you are too hard for me.

Suf. Sir, I did never win of you before.

K. Hen. But little, Charles;
Nor shall not, when my fancy 's on my play-
Now, Lovell, from the queen what is the news?

Lov. I could not personally deliver to her

you commanded me, but by her woman I sent your message; who return'd her thanks In the greatest humbleness, and desir'd your highness Most heartily to pray for her. K. Hen.

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

Lov. So said her woman; and that her sufferance made Almost each pang a death


- broken with the king;] They have broken silence; told their minds to the king. Fohnson.

So, in Much Ado about Nothing: “I will break with her.” Again, in The Two Gentlemen of Verona:

“I am to break with thee of some affairs." Steevens.

- he hath commanded,] He, which is not in the old copy, was inserted by Mr. Pope. He hath was often written contractedly hath. Hence probably the error. Malone. 5 He be convented.] Convented is summoned, convened. Steevens.

her sufferance made Almost each pang a death.] We have had nearly the same sentiment before, in Act II, sc. ii:

it is a sufferance panging
$6 As soul and body's severing." Malone,


K. Hen.

Alas, good lady!
Suf. God safely quit her of her burden, and
With gentle travail, to the gladding of
Your highness with an heir!
K, Hen.

'Tis midnight, Charles,
Pr’ythee, to bed; and in thy prayers remember
The estate of my poor queen. Leave me alone;
For I must think of that, which company
Will not be friendly to.

I wish your highness
A quiet night, and my good mistress will
Remember in my prayers.
K. Hen.

Charles, good night.-[Exit Sur.

Enter Sir ANTHONY DENNY." Well, sir, what follows?

7 Enter Sir Anthony Denny.) The substance of this and the two following scenes is taken from Fox's Acts and Monuments of the Christian Martyrs, &c. 1563:

“When night came, the king sent Sir Anthonie Denie about midnight to Lambeth to the archbishop, willing him forth with to resort unto him at the court. The message done, the archbishop speedily addressed himselfe to the court, and comming into the galerie where the king walked and taried for him, bis highnesse said, Ah, my lorde of Canterbury, I can tell you newes For divers weighty considerations it is determined by me and the coun. saile, that you to-morrowe at nine of the clocke shall be commit. ted to the Tower, for that you and your chaplaines (as information is given us) have taught and preached, and thereby sown within the realme such a number of execrable heresies, that it is feared the whole realme being infected with them, no small contention and commotion will rise thereby amongst my subjects, as of late daies the like was in divers parts of Germanie; and therefore the counsell have requested me for the triall of the matter, to suffer them to commit you to the Tower, or else no man dare come forth, as witnesse in those matters, you being a counsellor

“ When the king had said his mind, the archbishop kneeled down, and said, I am content if it please your grace, with al my hart, to go thither at your highness commandment; and I most Tumbly thank your majesty that I may come to my triall, for there be that have many waies slandered me, and now this way I hope to trie myselfe not worthy of such reporte,

“ The king perceiving the mans uprightnesse, joyned with such simplicitie, said; Oh Lorde, what maner o'man be you? What simplicitie is in you? I had thought that you would rather have sued to us to have taken the paines to have heard you and your accusers together for your triall, without any such indurance.

Den. Sir, I have brought my lord the archbishop, As you

commanded me.

Do you not know what state you be in with the whole world, and how many great enemies you have? Do you not consider what an easie thing it is to procure three or foure false knaves to witness against you? Thinke you to have better lucke that waie than than your master Christ had ? I see by it you will run headlong to your undoing, if I would suffer you. Your enemies shall not so prevaile against you ; for I have otherwise devised with myselfe to keep you out of their handes. Yet notwithstanding tomorrow when the counsaile shall sit, and send for you, resort unto them, and if in charging you with this matter, they do commit you to the Tower, require of them, because you are one of them, a counsailer, that you may have your accusers brought before them without any further indurance, and use for your selfe as good persuasions that way as you may devise; and if no intreatie or reasonable request will serve, then deliver unto them this my ring (which then the king delivered unto the archbishop,) and saie unto them, if there be no remedie, my lords, but that I must needs go to the Tower, then I revoke my cause from you, and appeale to the kinges owne person by this token unto you all, for (saide the king then unto the archbishop) so soone as they shall see this my ring, they knowe it so well, that they shall un. derstande that I have reserved the whole cause into mine owne handes and determination, and that I have discharged them thereof.

The archbishop perceiving the kinges benignity so much to him wards, had much ado to forbeare teares. Well, said the king, go your waies, my lord, and do as I have bidden you. My lord, humbling himselfe with thankes, tooke bis eave of the kinges highnesse for that night.

“On the morrow, about nine of the clocke before noone, the counsaile sent a gentleman usher for the archbishop, who, when hee came to the counsaile-chamber doore, could not be let in, but of purpose (as it seemed) was compelled there to waite among the pages, lackies, and serving men all alone. D. Buts the king's physition resorting that way, and espying how my lord of Canterbury was handled, went to the king's bighnesse, and said; My lord of Canterbury, if it please your grace, is well promoted; for now he is become a lackey or a serving man, for yonder hee standeth this halfe hower at the counsaile-chamber doore amongste them. It is not so,(quoth the king,) I troue, nor the counsaile hath not so little discretion as to use the meiro. politane of the realme in that sorte, specially being one of their own number. But let them alone (said the king) and we shall heare more soone.

“ Anone the archbishop was called into the counsaile-chamber, to whom was alleadged as before is rehearsed. The archbishop aunswered in like sort, as the king had advised him; and in the end when he perceived that no maner of persuasion or intreatie

X. Hen.

Ha! Canterbury?
Den. Ay, my good lord.
K. Hen.

'Tis true: Where is he, Denny? Den. He attends your highness' pleasure. K. Hen.

Bring him to us. [Exit Den. Lov. This is about that which the bishop spake; I am happily 8 come hither.


could serve, he delivered them the king's ring, revoking his cause into the king's hands. The whole counsaile being thereat somewhat amazed, the earle of Bedford with a loud voice confirming his words with a solemn othe, said, when you first began the matter, my lordes, I told you what would come of it. Do you thinke that the king would suffer this man's finger to ake? Much more (I warrant you) will he defend his life against brabling varlets. You doe but cumber yourselves to hear tales and fables against him. And incontinently upon the receipt of the king's token, they all rose, and carried to the king his ring, surrendring that matter as the order and use was, into his own hands.

“When they were all come to the king's presence, his highness, with a severe countenance, said unto them; ah, my lordes, I thought I had wiser men of my counsaile than now I find you. What discretion was this in you thus to make the primate of the realme, and one of you in office, to wait at the counsaille-chamber doore amongst serving men? You might have considered that he was a counsailer as wel as you, and you had no such commission of me so to handle him. I was content that you should trie him as a counsellor, and not as a meane subject. But now I well perceive that things be done against him maliciouslie, and if some of you might have had your mindes, you would have tried him to the uttermost. But I doe you all to wit, and protest, that if a prince may bee beholding unto his subject (and so solemnelie laying his hand upon his brest, said,) by the faith I owe to God I take this man here, my lord of Canterburic, to be of all other a most faithful subject unto us, and one to whome we are much beholding, giving him great commendations otherwise. And, with that, one or two of the chiefest of the counsaile, making their excuse, declared, that in requesting his indurance, it was rather ment for his triall and his purgation against the common fame and slander of the worlde, than for any malice conceived agaivst him. Well, well, my lords, (quoth the king,) take him, and well use him, as hee is worthy to bee, and make no more ado. And with that, every man caught him by the hand, and made faire weather of altogethers, which might easilie be done with that man.” Steevens.

- happily --] The present instance, and another in p. 332, seem to militate against my former explanation of-happily, and to countenance that of Mr. M. Mason. See p. 309, n. 9. Steevena.




Re-enter DENNY, with CRANMER. K. Hen. Avoid the gallery. [Lov.seems to stay. Ha -I have said. Be gone. What!

[Exeunt Lov. and DEN. Cran. I am fearful:- Wherefore frowns he thus? 'Tis his aspect of terror. All's not well.

K. Hen. How now, my lord? You do desire to know
Wherefore I sent for you.

It is my duty,
To attend your highness' pleasure.
K. Hen,

'Pray you, arise,
My good and gracious lord of Canterbury.
Come, you and I must walk a turn together;
I have news to tell you: Come, 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 complaints of you; which, being consider'd,
Have mov'd us and our council, that you shall
This morning come before us; where, I know,
You cannot with such freedom purge yourself,
But that, till further trial, 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 witness
Would come against you.

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 stands under more calumnious tongues, Than I myself, poor man. K. Hen.

Stand up, good Canterbury; Thy truth, and thy integrity, is rooted In us, thy friend: Give me thy hand, stand up;


You a brother of us, &c.] You being one of the council, it is necessary to imprison you, that the witnesses against you may not be deterred. Johnson.

1 Than I myself, poor man.] Poor man probably belongs to the King's reply. Grey.

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