GARDINER. It"s one o"clock, boy, is"t not?
BOY. It hath struck.
GARDINER. These should be hours for necessities, Not for delights; times to repair our nature With comforting repose, and not for us To waste these times. Good hour of night, Sir Thomas!
Whither so late?
LOVELL. Came you from the King, my lord?
GARDINER. I did, Sir Thomas, and left him at primero With the Duke of Suffolk.
LOVELL. I must to him too, Before he go to bed. I"ll take my leave.
GARDINER. Not yet, Sir Thomas Lovell. What"s the matter?
It seems you are in haste. An if there be No great offence belongs to"t, give your friend Some touch of your late business. Affairs that walk- As they say spirits do-at midnight, have In them a wilder nature than the business That seeks despatch by day.
LOVELL. My lord, I love you; And durst commend a secret to your ear Much weightier than this work. The Queen"s in labour, They say in great extremity, and fear"d She"ll with the labour end.
GARDINER. The fruit she goes with I pray for heartily, that it may find Good time, and live; but for the stock, Sir Thomas, I wish it grubb"d up now.
LOVELL. Methinks I could Cry thee amen; and yet my conscience says She"s a good creature, and, sweet lady, does Deserve our better wishes.
GARDINER. But, sir, sir- Hear me, Sir Thomas. Y"are a gentleman Of mine own way; I know you wise, religious; And, let me tell you, it will ne"er be well- "Twill not, Sir Thomas Lovell, take"t of me- Till Cranmer, Cromwell, her two hands, and she, Sleep in their graves.
LOVELL. Now, sir, you speak of two The most remark"d i" th" kingdom. As for Cromwell, Beside that of the Jewel House, is made Master O" th" Rolls, and the King"s secretary; further, sir, Stands in the gap and trade of moe preferments, With which the time will load him. Th" Archbishop Is the King"s hand and tongue, and who dare speak One syllable against him?
GARDINER. Yes, yes, Sir Thomas, There are that dare; and I myself have ventur"d To speak my mind of him; and indeed this day, Sir-I may tell it you-I think I have Incens"d the lords o" th" Council, that he is- For so I know he is, they know he is- A most arch heretic, a pestilence That does infect the land; with which they moved Have broken with the King, 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-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.
LOVELL. Many good nights, my lord; I rest your servant.
Exeunt GARDINER and PAGE
Enter the KING and the DUKE OF SUFFOLK
KING. Charles, I will play no more to-night; My mind"s not on"t; you are too hard for me.
SUFFOLK. Sir, I did never win of you before.
KING. But little, Charles; Nor shall not, when my fancy"s on my play.
Now, Lovell, from the Queen what is the news?
LOVELL. 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 the great"st humbleness, and desir"d your Highness Most heartily to pray for her.
KING. What say"st thou, ha?
To pray for her? What, is she crying out?
LOVELL. So said her woman; and that her suff"rance made Almost each pang a death.
KING. Alas, good lady!
SUFFOLK. G.o.d safely quit her of her burden, and With gentle travail, to the gladding of Your Highness with an heir!
KING. "Tis midnight, Charles; Prithee to bed; and in thy pray"rs remember Th" estate of my poor queen. Leave me alone, For I must think of that which company Will not be friendly to.
SUFFOLK. I wish your Highness A quiet night, and my good mistress will Remember in my prayers.
KING. Charles, good night. Exit SUFFOLK
Enter SIR ANTHONY DENNY
Well, sir, what follows?
DENNY. Sir, I have brought my lord the Archbishop, As you commanded me.
KING. Ha! Canterbury?
DENNY. Ay, my good lord.
KING. "Tis true. Where is he, Denny?
DENNY. He attends your Highness" pleasure.
KING. Bring him to us. Exit DENNY LOVELL. [Aside] This is about that which the bishop spake.
I am happily come hither.
Re-enter DENNY, With CRANMER
KING. Avoid the gallery. [LOVELL seems to stay]
Ha! I have said. Be gone.
What! Exeunt LOVELL and DENNY CRANMER. [Aside] I am fearful-wherefore frowns he thus?
"Tis his aspect of terror. All"s not well.
KING. How now, my lord? You do desire to know Wherefore I sent for you.
CRANMER. [Kneeling] It is my duty T"attend your Highness" pleasure.
KING. 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, 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 Tow"r. You a brother of us, It fits we thus proceed, or else no witness Would come against you.
CRANMER. I humbly thank your Highness And am right glad to catch this good occasion Most throughly to be winnowed where my chaff And corn shall fly asunder; for I know There"s none stands under more calumnious tongues Than I myself, poor man.
KING. Stand up, good Canterbury; Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted In us, thy friend. Give me thy hand, stand up; Prithee let"s walk. Now, by my holidame, What manner of man are you? My lord, I look"d You would have given me your pet.i.tion that I should have ta"en some pains to bring together Yourself and your accusers, and to have heard you Without indurance further.
CRANMER. 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 weigh not, Being of those virtues vacant. I fear nothing What can be said against me.
KING. Know you not How your state stands i" th" world, with the whole world?
Your enemies are many, and not small; their practices Must bear the same proportion; and not ever The justice and the truth o" th" question carries The due o" th" 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 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 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.
CRANMER. G.o.d and your Majesty Protect mine innocence, or I fall into The trap is laid for me!
KING. 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 Th" 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. G.o.d"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 OLD LADY
GENTLEMAN. [Within] Come back; what mean you?
OLD 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!
KING. Now, by thy looks I guess thy message. Is the Queen deliver"d?
Say ay, and of a boy.
OLD LADY. Ay, ay, my liege; And of a lovely boy. The G.o.d of Heaven Both now and ever bless her! "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.
KING. Lovell!
Enter LOVELL
LOVELL. Sir?
KING. Give her an hundred marks. I"ll to the Queen. Exit OLD LADY. An hundred marks? By this light, I"ll ha" more!
An ordinary groom is for such payment.
I will have more, or scold it out of him.
Said I for this the girl was like to him! I"ll Have more, or else unsay"t; and now, while "tis hot, I"ll put it to the issue. Exeunt
ACT V. SCENE 2.
Lobby before the Council Chamber
Enter CRANMER, ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY
CRANMER. 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? Ho!
Who waits there? Sure you know me?