But few now give so great ones. My barge stays; Sands. I am your lordship's. [Exeunt. SCENE IV. The presence-chamber in York-place. Hautboys. A small table under a state for the Cardinal, a longer table for the Guests. Enter at one door ANNE BULLEN, and divers Lords, Ladies, and Gentlewomen, as Guests; at another door, enter Sir HENRY GUILDFORD. Guild. Ladies, a general welcome from his grace The very thought of this fair company Cham. You are young, sir Harry Guildford. Lov. O, that your lordship were but now confessor To one or two of these! Sands. I would, I were; They should find easy penance. Lov. Harry, Place you that side, I'll take the charge of this: Sands. And thank your lordship.-By your leave, sweet ladies: [Seats himself between Anne Bullen and another Lady. If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father. Anne. Was he mad, sir? Sands. O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too : But he would bite none; just as I do now, He would kiss you twenty with a breath. [Kisses her. Cham. Well said, my lord.So now you are fairly seated :-Gentlemen, The penance lies on you, if these fair ladies Pass away frowning. Sands. Let me alone. For my little cure, Hautboys. Enter Cardinal WOLSEY, attended; and takes his state. Wo. You are welcome, my fair guests; that noble lady, Or gentleman, that is not freely merry, Is not my friend: This, to confirm my welcome; And to you all good health. [Drinks. Sands. Your grace is noble :Let me have such a bowl may hold my thanks, And save me so much talking. Wol. My lord Sands, I am beholden to you: cheer your neighbours.Ladies, you are not merry ;-Gentlemen, Whose fault is this? Sands. Anne. My lord Sands. The red wine first must rise lord; then we shall have them You are a merry gamester, Yes, if I make my play. Here's to your ladyship: and pledge it, madam, For 'tis to such a thing, Anne. You cannot show me. Sands. I told your grace, they would talk anon. [Drums and trumpets within: chambers discharged. Wol. Cham. Look out there, some of you. What's that? [Exit a Servant. Wol. What warlike voice? And to what end is this?-Nay, ladies, fear not; By all the laws of war you are privileg❜d. Re-enter Servant. Cham. How now? what is't? Serv. A noble troop of strangers; For so they seem: they have left their barge, and landed; And hither make, as great ambassadors From foreign princes. Wol. Good lord chamberlain, Go, give them welcome, you can speak the French tongue; And, pray, receive them nobly, and conduct them, Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty Shall shine at full upon them :-Some attend him.[Exit Chamberlain, attended. All arise, and tables removed. You have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it. A good digestion to you all: and, once more, I shower a welcome on you ;-Welcome all. Hautboys. Enter the King, and twelve Others, as Maskers, habited like Shepherds, with sixteen Torchbearers; ushered by the Lord Chamberlain. They pass directly before the Cardinal, and gracefully salute him. A noble company! What are their pleasures? To tell your grace ;-That, having heard by fame This night to meet here, they could do no less, But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct, Wol. A thousand thanks, and pray them take their plea sures. [Ladies chosen for the dance. The King chooses Anne Bullen. K.Hen. The fairest hand I ever touch'd! O,beauty, Till now I never knew thee. [Musick. Dance. Wol. Pray, tell them thus much from me : There should be one amongst them, by his person, More worthy this place than myself; to whom, If I but knew him, with my love and duty I would surrender it. Cham. I will, my lord. [Cham. goes to the company, and returns. Wol. What say they? Cham. Such a one, they all confess, There is, indeed; which they would have your grace Find out, and he will take it. Wol. Let me see then.[Comes from his state. By all your good leaves, gentlemen;-Here I'll make My royal choice. K. Hen. You have found him, cardinal: [Unmasking. You hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord: You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, cardinal, I should judge now unhappily. Wol. I am glad, Your grace is grown so pleasant. K. Hen. My lord chamberlain, Pr'ythee, come hither: What fair lady's that? Cham. An't please your grace, sir Thomas Bullen's daughter, The viscount Rochford, one of her highness' women. K. Hen. By heaven, she is a dainty one.-Sweet heart, I were unmannerly, to take you out, And not to kiss you.-A health, gentlemen, Wol. Sir Thomas Lovell, is the banquet ready I'the privy chamber? Lov. Wol. Yes, my lord. I fear, with dancing is a little heated. Wol. In the next chamber. Your grace, There's fresher air, my lord, K. Hen. Lead in your ladies, every one.-Sweet partner, I must not yet forsake you :-Let's be merryGood my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen bealths To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure To lead them once again; and then let's dream Who's best in favour.-Let the musick knock it. [Exeunt, with trumpets. ACT II. SCENE I. A street. Enter two Gentlemen, meeting. 1 Gent. Whither away so fast? 0,-God save you! 2 Gent. Even to the hall, to hear what shall become Of the great duke of Buckingham. 1 Gent. I'll save you That labour, sir. All's now done, but the ceremony Of bringing back the prisoner. 2 Gent. 1 Gent. Yes, indeed, was I. 2 Gent. 1 Were you there? Pray, speak, what has happen'd! Gent. You may guess quickly what. 2 Gent. Is he found guilty! 1 Gent. Yes, truly is he, and condemn'd upon it. 2 Gent. I am sorry for't. 1 Gent. So are a number more. 2 Gent. But, pray, how pass'd it? 1 Gent. I'll tell you in a little. The great duke Came to the bar; where, to his accusations, He pleaded still, not guilty, and alleg'd Many sharp reasons to defeat the law. At which appear'd against him, his surveyor; Hopkins, that made this mischief. 2 Gent. That fed him with his prophecies ? 1 Gent. That was he, The same. All these accus'd him strongly; which he fain Would have flung from him, but, indeed, he could not: And so his peers, upon this evidence, Much 2 Gent. After all this, how did he bear himself? |