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ALL IS TRUE (HENRY VIII) Act 3 Scene 2 (Enter the Duke of Norfolk, the Duke of Suffolk, Lord Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlain) l1l Norfolk If you will now unite in your complaints, l2l And force them with a constancy, the Cardinal l3l Cannot stand under them. If you omit l4l The offer of this time, I cannot promise l5l But that you shall sustain more new disgraces l6l With these you bear already. Surrey I am joyful l7l To meet the least occasion that may give me l8l Remembrance of my father-in-law the Duke, l9l To be revenged on him. Suffolk Which of the peers l10l Have uncontemned gone by him, or at least l11l Strangely neglected? When did he regard l12l The stamp of nobleness in any person l13l Out of himself? Lord Chamberlain My lords, you speak your pleasures. l14l What he deserves of you and me I know; l15l What we can do to himùthough now the time l16l Gives way to usùI much fear. If you cannot l17l Bar his access to thÆ King, never attempt l18l Anything on him, for he hath a witchcraft l19l Over the King in Æs tongue. Norfolk O, fear him not. l20l His spell in that is out. The King hath found l21l Matter against him that for ever mars l22l The honey of his language. No, heÆs settled, l23l Not to come off, in his displeasure. Surrey Sir, l24l I should be glad to hear such news as this l25l Once every hour. Norfolk Believe it, this is true. l26l In the divorce his contrary proceedings l27l Are all unfolded, wherein he appears l28l As I would wish mine enemy. Surrey How came l29l His practices to light? Suffolk Most strangely. Surrey O, how, how? l30l Suffolk The CardinalÆs letters to the Pope miscarried, l31l And came to thÆ eye oÆ thÆ King, wherein was read l32l How that the Cardinal did entreat his holiness l33l To stay the judgement oÆ thÆ divorce, for if l34l It did take place, ôI doö, quoth he, ôperceive l35l My king is tangled in affection to l36l A creature of the QueenÆs, Lady Anne Boleynö. l37l Surrey Has the King this? Suffolk Believe it. Surrey Will this work? l38l Lord Chamberlain The King in this perceives him how he coasts l39l And hedges his own way. But in this point l40l All his tricks founder, and he brings his physic l41l After his patientÆs death. The King already l42l Hath married the fair lady. Surrey Would he had. l43l Suffolk May you be happy in your wish, my lord, l44l For I profess you have it. Surrey Now all my joy l45l Trace the conjunction. Suffolk My amen to Æt. Norfolk All menÆs. l46l Suffolk ThereÆs order given for her coronation. l47l Marry, this is yet but young, and may be left l48l To some ears unrecounted. But, my lords, l49l She is a gallant creature, and complete l50l In mind and feature. I persuade me, from her l51l Will fall some blessing to this land which shall l52l In it be memorized. Surrey But will the King l53l Digest this letter of the CardinalÆs? l54l The Lord forbid! Norfolk Marry, amen. Suffolk No, noù l55l There be more wasps that buzz about his nose l56l Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius l57l Is stolÆn away to Rome; hath taÆen no leave; l58l Has left the cause oÆ thÆ King unhandled, and l59l Is posted as the agent of our Cardinal l60l To second all his plot. I do assure you l61l The King cried ôHa!ö at this. Lord Chamberlain Now God incense him, l62l And let him cry ôHa!ö louder. Norfolk But, my lord, l63l When returns Cranmer? l64l Suffolk He is returned in his opinions, which l65l Have satisfied the King for his divorce, l66l Together with all famous colleges, l67l Almost, in Christendom. Shortly, I believe, l68l His second marriage shall be published, and l69l Her coronation. Katherine no more l70l Shall be called ôQueenö, but ôPrincess Dowagerö, l71l And ôwidow to Prince Arthurö. Norfolk This same CranmerÆs l72l A worthy fellow, and hath taÆen much pain l73l In the KingÆs business. Suffolk He has, and we shall see him l74l For it an archbishop. Norfolk So I hear. Suffolk ÆTis so. (Enter Cardinal Wolsey and Cromwell) l75l The Cardinal. Norfolk Observe, observeùheÆs moody. (They stand apart and observe Wolsey and Cromwell) l76l Cardinal Wolsey (to Cromwell) The packet, Cromwellùgave Æt you the King? l77l Cromwell To his own hand, in Æs bedchamber. Cardinal Wolsey Looked he l78l OÆ thÆ inside of the paper? Cromwell Presently l79l He did unseal them, and the first he viewed l80l He did it with a serious mind; a heed l81l Was in his countenance. You he bade l82l Attend him here this morning. Cardinal Wolsey Is he ready l83l To come abroad? l84l Cromwell I think by this he is. l85l Cardinal Wolsey Leave me a while. (Exit Cromwell) l86l (Aside) It shall be to the Duchess of Alencon, l87l The French KingÆs sisterùhe shall marry her. l88l Anne Boleyn? No, IÆll no Anne Boleyns for him. l89l ThereÆs more in Æt than fair visage. Boleyn? l90l No, weÆll no Boleyns. Speedily I wish l91l To hear from Rome. The Marchioness of Pembroke? (The nobles speak among themselves) l92l Norfolk HeÆs discontented. Suffolk Maybe he hears the King l93l Does whet his anger to him. Surrey Sharp enough, l94l Lord, for thy justice. l95l Cardinal Wolsey (aside) The late QueenÆs gentlewoman? A knightÆs daughter l96l To be her mistressÆ mistress? The QueenÆs queen? l97l This candle burns not clear; Ætis I must snuff it, l98l Then out it goes. What though I know her virtuous l99l And well deserving? Yet I know her for l100l A spleeny Lutheran, and not wholesome to l101l Our cause, that she should lie iÆ thÆ bosom of l102l Our hard-ruled King. Again, there is sprung up l103l An heretic, an arch-one, Cranmer, one l104l Hath crawled into the favour of the King l105l And is his oracle. (The nobles speak among themselves) Norfolk He is vexed at something. (Enter King Henry reading a schedule, and Lovell with him) l106l Surrey I would Ætwere something that would fret the string, l107l The master-cord on Æs heart! Suffolk The King, the King! l108l King Henry (aside) What piles of wealth hath he accumulated l109l To his own portion? And what expense by thÆ hour l110l Seems to flow from him? How iÆ thÆ name of thrift l111l Does he rake this together? (To the nobles) Now, my lords, l112l Saw you the Cardinal? Norfolk My lord, we have l113l Stood here observing him. Some strange commotion l114l Is in his brain. He bites his lip, and starts, l115l Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground, l116l Then lays his finger on his temple, straight l117l Springs out into fast gait, then stops again, l118l Strikes his breast hard, and anon he casts l119l His eye against the moon. In most strange postures l120l We have seen him set himself. King Henry It may well be l121l There is a mutiny in Æs mind. This morning l122l Papers of state he sent me to peruse l123l As I required, and wot you what I found l124l There, on my conscience put unwittingly? l125l Forsooth, an inventory thus importing l126l The several parcels of his plate, his treasure, l127l Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household which l128l I find at such proud rate that it outspeaks l129l Possession of a subject. Norfolk ItÆs heavenÆs will. l130l Some spirit put this paper in the packet l131l To bless your eye withal. King Henry If we did think l132l His contemplation were above the earth l133l And fixed on spiritual object, he should still l134l Dwell in his musings. But I am afraid l135l His thinkings are below the moon, not worth l136l His serious considering. (The King takes his seat and whispers with Lovell, who then goes to the Cardinal) Cardinal Wolsey Heaven forgive me! l137l (To the King) Ever God bless your highness! King Henry Good my lord, l138l You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory l139l Of your best graces in your mind, the which l140l You were now running oÆer. You have scarce time l141l To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span l142l To keep your earthly audit. Sure, in that, l143l I deem you an ill husband, and am glad l144l To have you therein my companion. Cardinal Wolsey Sir, l145l For holy offices I have a time; a time l146l To think upon the part of business which l147l I bear iÆ thÆ state; and nature does require l148l Her times of preservation which, perforce, l149l I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal, l150l Must give my tendance to. King Henry You have said well. l151l Cardinal Wolsey And ever may your highness yoke together, l152l As I will lend you cause, my doing well l153l With my well-saying. King Henry ÆTis well said again, l154l And Ætis a kind of good deed to say wellù l155l And yet words are no deeds. My father loved you. l156l He said he did, and with his deed did crown l157l His word upon you. Since I had my office, l158l I have kept you next my heart, have not alone l159l Employed you where high profits might come home, l160l But pared my present havings to bestow l161l My bounties upon you. Cardinal Wolsey (aside) What should this mean? l162l Surrey (aside) The Lord increase this business! King Henry Have I not made you l163l The prime man of the state? I pray you tell me l164l If what I now pronounce you have found true, l165l And, if you may confess it, say withal l166l If you are bound to us or no. What say you? l167l Cardinal Wolsey My sovereign, I confess your royal graces l168l Showered on me daily have been more than could l169l My studied purposes requite, which went l170l Beyond all manÆs endeavours. My endeavours l171l Have ever come too short of my desires, l172l Yet filed with my abilities. Mine own ends l173l Have been mine so that evermore they pointed l174l To thÆ good of your most sacred person and l175l The profit of the state. For your great graces l176l Heaped upon me, poor undeserver, I l177l Can nothing render but allegiant thanks, l178l My prayers to heaven for you, my loyalty, l179l Which ever has and ever shall be growing, l180l Till death, that winter, kill it. King Henry Fairly answered. l181l A loyal and obedient subject is l182l Therein illustrated. The honour of it l183l Does pay the act of it, as, iÆ thÆ contrary, l184l The foulness is the punishment. I presume l185l That as my hand has opened bounty to you, l186l My heart dropped love, my power rained honour, more l187l On you than any, so your hand and heart, l188l Your brain, and every function of your power, l189l Should, notwithstanding that your bond of duty, l190l As Ætwere in loveÆs particular, be more l191l To me, your friend, than any. Cardinal Wolsey I do profess l192l That for your highnessÆ good I ever laboured l193l More than mine own; that am, have, and will beù l194l Though all the world should crack their duty to you, l195l And throw it from their soul, though perils did l196l Abound, as thick as thought could make Æem, and l197l Appear in forms more horridùyet, my duty, l198l As doth a rock against the chiding flood, l199l Should the approach of this wild river break, l200l And stand unshaken yours. King Henry ÆTis nobly spoken. l201l Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast, l202l For you have seen him open Æt. (To Wolsey) Read oÆer this, (He gives him a paper) l203l And after this (giving him another paper) and then to breakfast with l204l What appetite you have. (Exit King Henry, frowning upon the Cardinal. The nobles throng after the King, smiling and whispering) Cardinal Wolsey What should this mean? l205l What sudden angerÆs this? How have I reaped it? l206l He parted frowning from me, as if ruin l207l Leaped from his eyes. So looks the chafΦd lion l208l Upon the daring huntsman that has galled him, l209l Then makes him nothing. I must read this paperù l210l I fear, the story of his anger. (He reads one of the papers) ÆTis so. l211l This paper has undone me. ÆTis thÆ account l212l Of all that world of wealth I have drawn together l213l For mine own endsùindeed, to gain the popedom, l214l And fee my friends in Rome. O negligence, l215l Fit for a fool to fall by! What cross devil l216l Made me put this main secret in the packet l217l I sent the King? Is there no way to cure this? l218l No new device to beat this from his brains? l219l I know Ætwill stir him strongly. Yet I know l220l A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune l221l Will bring me off again. WhatÆs this? (He reads the other paper) ôTo thÆ Popeö? l222l The letter, as I live, with all the business l223l I writ to Æs holiness. Nay then, farewell. l224l I have touched the highest point of all my greatness, l225l And from that full meridian of my glory l226l I haste now to my setting. I shall fall l227l Like a bright exhalation in the evening, l228l And no man see me more. (Enter to Cardinal Wolsey the Dukes of Norfolk and) l229l Suffolk, the Earl of Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlain Norfolk Hear the KingÆs pleasure, Cardinal, who commands you l230l To render up the great seal presently l231l Into our hands, and to confine yourself l232l To Asher House, my lord of WinchesterÆs, l233l Till you hear further from his highness. Cardinal Wolsey Stayù l234l WhereÆs your commission, lords? Words cannot carry l235l Authority so weighty. Suffolk Who dare cross Æem l236l Bearing the KingÆs will from his mouth expressly? l237l Cardinal Wolsey Till I find more than will or words to do itù l238l I mean your maliceùknow, officious lords, l239l I dare and must deny it. Now I feel l240l Of what coarse metal ye are mouldedùenvy. l241l How eagerly ye follow my disgraces l242l As if it fed ye, and how sleek and wanton l243l Ye appear in everything may bring my ruin! l244l Follow your envious courses, men of malice. l245l You have Christian warrant for Æem, and no doubt l246l In time will find their fit rewards. That seal l247l You ask with such a violence, the King, l248l Mine and your master, with his own hand gave me, l249l Bade me enjoy it, with the place and honours, l250l During my life; and, to confirm his goodness, l251l Tied it by letters patents. Now, whoÆll take it? l252l Surrey The King that gave it. Cardinal Wolsey It must be himself then. l253l Surrey Thou art a proud traitor, priest. Cardinal Wolsey Proud lord, thou liest. l254l Within these forty hours Surrey durst better l255l Have burnt that tongue than said so. Surrey Thy ambition, l256l Thou scarlet sin, robbed this bewailing land l257l Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law. l258l The heads of all thy brother cardinals l259l With thee and all thy best parts bound together l260l Weighed not a hair of his. Plague of your policy, l261l You sent me deputy for Ireland, l262l Far from his succour, from the King, from all l263l That might have mercy on the fault thou gavÆst him; l264l Whilst your great goodness, out of holy pity, l265l Absolved him with an axe. Cardinal Wolsey This, and all else l266l This talking lord can lay upon my credit, l267l I answer is most false. The Duke by law l268l Found his deserts. How innocent I was l269l From any private malice in his end, l270l His noble jury and foul cause can witness. l271l If I loved many words, lord, I should tell you l272l You have as little honesty as honour, l273l That in the way of loyalty and truth l274l Toward the King, my ever royal master, l275l Dare mate a sounder man than Surrey can be, l276l And all that love his follies. Surrey By my soul, l277l Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou shouldst feel l278l My sword iÆ thÆ life-blood of thee else. My lords, l279l Can ye endure to hear this arrogance, l280l And from this fellow? If we live thus tamely, l281l To be thus jaded by a piece of scarlet, l282l Farewell nobility. Let his grace go forward l283l And dare us with his cap, like larks. Cardinal Wolsey All goodness l284l Is poison to thy stomach. Surrey Yes, that goodness l285l Of gleaning all the landÆs wealth into one, l286l Into your own hands, CardÆnal, by extortion; l287l The goodness of your intercepted packets l288l You writ to thÆ Pope against the King; your goodnessù l289l Since you provoke meùshall be most notorious. l290l My lord of Norfolk, as you are truly noble, l291l As you respect the common good, the state l292l Of our despised nobility, our issuesù l293l Whom if he live will scarce be gentlemenù l294l Produce the grand sum of his sins, the articles l295l Collected from his life. (To Wolsey) IÆll startle you l296l Worse than the sacring-bell when the brown wench l297l Lay kissing in your arms, lord Cardinal. l298l Cardinal Wolsey (aside) How much, methinks, I could despise this man, l299l But that I am bound in charity against it. l300l Norfolk (to Surrey) Those articles, my lord, are in the KingÆs hand; l301l But thus muchùthey are foul ones. Cardinal Wolsey So much fairer l302l And spotless shall mine innocence arise l303l When the King knows my truth. Surrey This cannot save you. l304l I thank my memory I yet remember l305l Some of these articles, and out they shall. l306l Now, if you can blush and cry ôGuiltyö, Cardinal, l307l YouÆll show a little honesty. Cardinal Wolsey Speak on, sir; l308l I dare your worst objections. If I blush, l309l It is to see a nobleman want manners. l310l Surrey I had rather want those than my head. Have at you! l311l First, that without the KingÆs assent or knowledge l312l You wrought to be a legate, by which power l313l You maimed the jurisdiction of all bishops. l314l Norfolk (to Wolsey) Then, that in all you writ to Rome, or else l315l To foreign princes, ôEgo et Rex meusö l316l Was still inscribedùin which you brought the King l317l To be your servant. Suffolk (to Wolsey) Then, that without the knowledge l318l Either of King or Council, when you went l319l Ambassador to the Emperor, you made bold l320l To carry into Flanders the great seal. l321l Surrey (to Wolsey) Item, you sent a large commission l322l To Gregory de Cassado, to conclude, l323l Without the KingÆs will or the stateÆs allowance, l324l A league between his highness and Ferrara. l325l Suffolk (to Wolsey) That out of mere ambition you have caused l326l Your holy hat to be stamped on the KingÆs coin. l327l Surrey (to Wolsey) Then, that you have sent innumerable substanceù l328l By what means got, I leave to your own conscienceù l329l To furnish Rome, and to prepare the ways l330l You have for dignities to the mere undoing l331l Of all the kingdom. Many more there are, l332l Which since they are of you, and odious, l333l I will not taint my mouth with. Lord Chamberlain O, my lord, l334l Press not a falling man too far. ÆTis virtue. l335l His faults lie open to the laws. Let them, l336l Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see him l337l So little of his great self. Surrey I forgive him. l338l Suffolk Lord Cardinal, the KingÆs further pleasure isù l339l Because all those things you have done of late, l340l By your power legantine within this kingdom, l341l Fall into thÆ compass of a praemunireù l342l That therefore such a writ be sued against you, l343l To forfeit all your goods, lands, tenements, l344l Chattels, and whatsoever, and to be l345l Out of the KingÆs protection. This is my charge. l346l Norfolk (to Wolsey) And so weÆll leave you to your meditations l347l How to live better. For your stubborn answer l348l About the giving back the great seal to us, l349l The King shall know it and, no doubt, shall thank you. l350l So fare you well, my little good lord Cardinal. (Exeunt all but Wolsey) l351l Cardinal Wolsey So farewellùto the little good you bear me. l352l Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness! l353l This is the state of man. Today he puts forth l354l The tender leaves of hopes; tomorrow blossoms, l355l And bears his blushing honours thick upon him; l356l The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, l357l And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely l358l His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root, l359l And then he falls, as I do. I have ventured, l360l Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, l361l This many summers in a sea of glory, l362l But far beyond my depth; my high-blown pride l363l At length broke under me, and now has left me l364l Weary, and old with service, to the mercy l365l Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me. l366l Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye! l367l I feel my heart new opened. O, how wretched l368l Is that poor man that hangs on princesÆ favours! l369l There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, l370l That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, l371l More pangs and fears than wars or women have, l372l And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, l373l Never to hope again. (Enter Cromwell, who then stands amazed) Why, how now, Cromwell? l374l Cromwell I have no power to speak, sir. Cardinal Wolsey What, amazed l375l At my misfortunes? Can thy spirit wonder l376l A great man should decline? (Cromwell begins to weep) Nay, an you weep l377l I am fallÆn indeed. Cromwell How does your grace? Cardinal Wolsey Why, wellù l378l Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell. l379l I know myself now, and I feel within me l380l A peace above all earthly dignities, l381l A still and quiet conscience. The King has cured me. l382l I humbly thank his grace, and from these shoulders, l383l These ruined pillars, out of pity, taken l384l A load would sink a navyùtoo much honour. l385l O, Ætis a burden, Cromwell, Ætis a burden l386l Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven. l387l Cromwell I am glad your grace has made that right use of it. l388l Cardinal Wolsey I hope I have. I am able now, methinks, l389l Out of a fortitude of soul I feel, l390l To endure more miseries and greater far l391l Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer. l392l What news abroad? Cromwell The heaviest and the worst l393l Is your displeasure with the King. Cardinal Wolsey God bless him. l394l Cromwell The next is that Sir Thomas More is chosen l395l Lord Chancellor in your place. Cardinal Wolsey ThatÆs somewhat sudden. l396l But heÆs a learnΦd man. May he continue l397l Long in his highnessÆ favour, and do justice l398l For truthÆs sake and his conscience, that his bones, l399l When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, l400l May have a tomb of orphansÆ tears wept on him. l401l What more? Cromwell That Cranmer is returned with welcome, l402l Installed lord Archbishop of Canterbury. l403l Cardinal Wolsey ThatÆs news indeed. Cromwell Last, that the Lady Anne, l404l Whom the King hath in secrecy long married, l405l This day was viewed in open as his queen, l406l Going to chapel, and the voice is now l407l Only about her coronation. l408l Cardinal Wolsey There was the weight that pulled me down. O, Cromwell, l409l The King has gone beyond me. All my glories l410l In that one woman I have lost for ever. l411l No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours, l412l Or gild again the noble troops that waited l413l Upon my smiles. Go, get thee from me, Cromwell. l414l I am a poor fallÆn man, unworthy now l415l To be thy lord and master. Seek the Kingù l416l That sun I pray may never setùI have told him l417l What and how true thou art. He will advance thee. l418l Some little memory of me will stir him. l419l I know his noble nature not to let l420l Thy hopeful service perish too. Good Cromwell, l421l Neglect him not. Make use now, and provide l422l For thine own future safety. Cromwell (weeping) O, my lord, l423l Must I then leave you? Must I needs forgo l424l So good, so noble, and so true a master? l425l Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, l426l With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. l427l The King shall have my service, but my prayers l428l For ever and for ever shall be yours. l429l Cardinal Wolsey (weeping) Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear l430l In all my miseries, but thou hast forced me, l431l Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. l432l LetÆs dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell, l433l And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, l434l And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention l435l Of me more must be heard of, say I taught theeù l436l Say Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, l437l And sounded all the depths and shoals of honour, l438l Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in, l439l A sure and safe one, though thy master missed it. l440l Mark but my fall, and that that ruined me. l441l Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition. l442l By that sin fell the angels. How can man, then, l443l The image of his maker, hope to win by it? l444l Love thyself last. Cherish those hearts that hate thee. l445l Corruption wins not more than honesty. l446l Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace l447l To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. l448l Let all the ends thou aimÆst at be thy countryÆs, l449l Thy GodÆs, and truthÆs. Then if thou fallÆst, O Cromwell, l450l Thou fallÆst a blessΦd martyr. l451l Serve the King. And prithee, lead me inù l452l There take an inventory of all I have: l453l To the last penny Ætis the KingÆs. My robe, l454l And my integrity to heaven, is all l455l I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell, l456l Had I but served my God with half the zeal l457l I served my King, He would not in mine age l458l Have left me naked to mine enemies. l459l Cromwell Good sir, have patience. Cardinal Wolsey So I have. Farewell l460l The hopes of court; my hopes in heaven do dwell. (Exeunt)