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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;
Pr'ythee, 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 some pains to bring together
Yourself and your accusers; and to have heard you
Without indurance13, further.
Cran.

Most dread liege, The good I stand on is my truth, and honesty; If they shall fail, I, with mine enemies, Will triumph o'er my person; which I weigh14 not, Being of those virtues vacant. I fear nothing What can be said against me. K. Hen.

Know you not how Your state stands i'the world, with the whole

world? Your enemies are many, and not small: their

practices Must bear the same proportion: and not ever15 The justice and the truth o'the question carries The due o'the verdict with it: At what ease Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt To swear against you? such things have been done. You are potently opposed; and with a malice of as great size. Ween16 you of better luck, I mean, in perjur'd witness, than your master,

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13 Indurance, which Shakspeare found in Fox's narrative, means here imprisonment : one or two of the chiefest of the council, making their excuse, declared, that in requesting his indurance, it was rather meant for his trial and his purgation-than for any malice conceived against him 14 i. e. have no value for. Thus in Love's Labour's Lost:

• You weigh me not.- that's you care not for me.' 15 Not ever is an uncommon expression, and here means always.

16 To ween is to think or imagine, Though now obsolete, the word was common to all our ancient writers. Overweening, its derivativc, is still retained in the modern vocabulary.

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Whose minister you are, whiles here he liv'd
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!
K. Hen.

Be of good cheer; They shall no more prevail, than we give way to. Keep comfort to you; and this morning see You do appear before them; if they shall chance, In charging you with matters, to commit you, The best persuasions to the contrary Fail not to use, and with what vehemency The occasion shall instruct you: if entreaties 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 blest 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 has strangled His language in his tears.

Enter an old Lady17.
Gent. (Within.] Come back; What 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 shade thy person
Under their blessed wings!
K. Hen.

Now, by thy looks I

guess thy message. Is the queen deliver'd ? Say, ay; and of a boy. Lady

Ay, ay, my liege;

17 This, says Steevens, is I suppose the same old cat that appears with Anne Boleyn in a foriner scene,

And of a lovely boy: The God of heaven
Both now and ever bless her18 !- 'tis a girl,
Promises boys hereafter. Sir, your queen
Desires your visitation, and to be
Acquainted with this stranger; 'tis as like you,
As cherry is to cherry.
K. Hen,

Lovell,

Enter LOVELL. Lov.

Sir. K. Hen. Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the queen.

[Exit King. Lady. An hundred marks! By this light I'll have

more. An ordinary groom is for such payment. I will have more, or scold it out of him. Said I for this, the girl is like to him? I will have more, or else unsay't: and now While it is hot, I'll put it to the issue. [Exeunt.

SCENE II. Lobby before the Council Chamber. Enter CRANMER; Servants, Doorkeeper, &c.

attending Cran. I hope, I am not too late; and yet the

gentleman, That was sent to me from the council, pray'd me To make great haste. All fast? what means this?

Hoa!
Who waits there?-Sure you know me?
D. Keep.

Yes, my lord;
But yet I cannot help you.
Cran.

Why? D. Keep. Your grace must wait till you be call'a for.

18 The humour of this passage consists in the talkative old lady, who in her hnrry said it was a boy, adding bless her before she corrects her mistake.

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. [Erit BUTTS. Cran. [Aside.]

'Tis Butts, The king's physician; As he past along, How earnestly he cast his eyes upon me! Pray heaven, he sound not my disgrace! For certain, This is of purpose lay'd by some that hate me (God turn their hearts ! I never sought their malice), To quench mine honour: they would shame to

make me Wait else at door; a fellow counsellor, Among boys, grooms, and lackeys. But their pleasures Must be fulfilled, and I attend with patience. Enter, at a Window abovel, the King and Butts. Butts. I'll show your grace the strangest sight, K. Hen.

What's that, Butts ? Butts. I think, your highness saw this many a day. K. Hen. Body o'me, where is it? Butts.

There, my lord: The high promotion of his grace of Canterbury; Who holds his state at door, 'mongst pursuivants, Pages, and footboys. K. Hen.

Ha ! "Tis he, indeed: Is this the honour they do one another? 'Tis well, there's one above them yet. I had thought They had parted? so much honesty among them

1. The suspicious vigilance of our ancestors contrived windows which overlooked the insides of chapele, halls, kitchens, passages, &c.

Some of these convenient peepholes may still be seen in colleges, and such ancicpt houses as have not suffered from the reformations of modern arohitecture. In a letter from Matthew Parker, archbishop of Canterbury. 1573, prioted in Seward's Anecdotes, vol. iv. p. 270, ed. 1796 :- And if it please her majestie, she may come in through my gallerie, and see the disposition of the hall in dynner time, at a window opening thereinto.' Without a previous knowledge of this custom Shakspeare's scenery in the present instance would be obscure, 2 i. e. shared, po88e88ed, Vol. VII.

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(At least, good manners) as not thus to suffer
A man of his place, and so near our favour,
To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures,
And at the door too, like a post with packets.
By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery:
Let them alone, and draw the curtain close3;
We shall hear more anon.

[Exeunt.

THE COUNCIL CHAMBER.

Enter the Lord Chancellor, the Duke of SUFFOLK,

EARL of SURREY, Lord Chamberlain, GARDINER, and CROMWELL. The Chancellor places himself at the upper end of the table on the left hand; a seat being left void above him, as for the Archbishop of Canterbury. The rest seat themselves in order on each side. CROMWELL at the

lower end, as Secretary. Chan. Speak to the business, master secretary: Why are we met in council ? Crom.

Please your honours, The chief cause concerns his grace of Canterbury.

Gar. Has he had knowledge of it?
Crom.

Yes.
Nor.

Who waits there? D. Keep. Without, my noble lords? Gar.

Yes. D. Kеер.

My lord archbishop; And has done half an hour, to know your pleasures.

Chan. Let him come in,
D. Keep. .

Your grace may enter now4. [CRANMER approaches the Council-table.

3 Tbat is, the curtain of the balcony or upper stage, where the king now is. See Malone's Account of the early English Stage, vol iii. of the late edition by Mr. Boswell.

4 The old stage direction at the coinmencement of this scene is • A councell table brought in with chayres and stooles and placed under the state.' Our ancestors were contented to be told that the same spot, without any change of its appearance (except perhaps the drawing back of a curtain) was at once the outside and the

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