Act IV, Scene 1
Westminster. A street.
- Enter two Gentlemen, meeting one another.
- Y’ are well met once again.
- So are you.
First Gentleman3 - 4
- You come to take your stand here, and behold
- The Lady Anne pass from her coronation?
Second Gentleman5 - 6
- ’Tis all my business. At our last encounter,
- The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial.
First Gentleman7 - 8
- ’Tis very true; but that time offer’d sorrow,
- This, general joy.
Second Gentleman9 - 13
- ’Tis well. The citizens
- I am sure have shown at full their royal minds—
- As, let ’em have their rights, they are ever forward
- In celebration of this day with shows,
- Pageants, and sights of honor.
First Gentleman14 - 15
- Never greater,
- Nor, I’ll assure you, better taken, sir.
Second Gentleman16 - 17
- May I be bold to ask what that contains,
- That paper in your hand?
First Gentleman18 - 23
- Yes, ’tis the list
- Of those that claim their offices this day
- By custom of the coronation.
- The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims
- To be High Steward; next, the Duke of Norfolk,
- He to be Earl Marshal. You may read the rest.
Second Gentleman24 - 27
- I thank you, sir; had I not known those customs
- I should have been beholding to your paper.
- But I beseech you, what’s become of Katherine,
- The Princess Dowager? How goes her business?
First Gentleman28 - 39
- That I can tell you too. The Archbishop
- Of Canterbury, accompanied with other
- Learned and reverend fathers of his order,
- Held a late court at Dunstable—six miles off
- From Ampthill, where the Princess lay—to which
- She was often cited by them, but appear’d not;
- And, to be short, for not appearance and
- The King’s late scruple, by the main assent
- Of all these learned men she was divorc’d,
- And the late marriage made of none effect;
- Since which she was remov’d to Kimmalton,
- Where she remains now sick.
Second Gentleman40 - 41
- Alas, good lady!
- The trumpets sound; stand close, the Queen is coming.
- The Order of the Coronation
- 1. A lively flourish of trumpets.
- 2. Then, two JUDGES.
- 3. LORD CHANCELLOR, with purse and mace before him.
- 4. CHORISTERS, singing.
- 5. MAYOR OF LONDON, bearing the mace. Then GARTER, in his
- coat of arms, and on his head he wore a gilt copper crown.
- 6. MARQUESS DORSET, bearing a sceptre of gold, on his head a
- demi-coronal of gold. With him, the EARL OF SURREY, bearing
- the rod of silver with the dove, crowned with an earl’s
- coronet. Collars of Esses.
- 7. DUKE OF SUFFOLK, in his robe of estate, his coronet on
- his head, bearing a long white wand, as High Steward. With
- him, the DUKE OF NORFOLK, with the rod of marshalship, a
- coronet on his head. Collars of Esses.
- 8. A canopy borne by four of the CINQUE-PORTS; under it, the
- QUEEN in her robe, in her hair, richly adorned with pearl,
- crowned. On each side her, the BISHOPS OF LONDON and
- 9. The old DUCHESS OF NORFOLK, in a coronal of gold, wrought
- with flowers, bearing the Queen’s train.
- 10. Certain LADIES or COUNTESSES, with plain circlets of
- gold without flowers.
- Exeunt, first passing over the stage in order and state, and
- then a great flourish of trumpets.
Second Gentleman42 - 43
- A royal train, believe me. These I know.
- Who’s that that bears the sceptre?
First Gentleman44 - 45
- Marquess Dorset,
- And that the Earl of Surrey, with the rod.
Second Gentleman46 - 47
- A bold brave gentleman. That should be
- The Duke of Suffolk.
- ’Tis the same: High Steward.
- And that my Lord of Norfolk?
Second Gentleman51 - 56
- Heaven bless thee!
- Looking on the Queen.
- Thou hast the sweetest face I ever look’d on.
- Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel;
- Our king has all the Indies in his arms,
- And more and richer, when he strains that lady.
- I cannot blame his conscience.
First Gentleman57 - 59
- They that bear
- The cloth of honor over her, are four barons
- Of the Cinque-Ports.
Second Gentleman60 - 62
- Those men are happy, and so are all are near her.
- I take it, she that carries up the train
- Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk.
- It is, and all the rest are countesses.
- Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed.
- And sometimes falling ones.
- No more of that.
- Exit the last of the procession; flourish of trumpets.
- Enter a third Gentleman.
- God save you, sir! Where have you been broiling?
Third Gentleman68 - 70
- Among the crowd i’ th’ Abbey, where a finger
- Could not be wedg’d in more. I am stifled
- With the mere rankness of their joy.
Second Gentleman71 - 72
- You saw
- The ceremony?
- That I did.
- How was it?
- Well worth the seeing.
- Good sir, speak it to us.
Third Gentleman77 - 96
- As well as I am able. The rich stream
- Of lords and ladies, having brought the Queen
- To a prepar’d place in the choir, fell off
- A distance from her; while her Grace sate down
- To rest a while, some half an hour or so,
- In a rich chair of state, opposing freely
- The beauty of her person to the people.
- Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman
- That ever lay by man—which when the people
- Had the full view of, such a noise arose
- As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest,
- As loud and to as many tunes. Hats, cloaks
- (Doublets, I think) flew up, and had their faces
- Been loose, this day they had been lost. Such joy
- I never saw before. Great-bellied women,
- That had not half a week to go, like rams
- In the old time of war, would shake the press
- And make ’em reel before ’em. No man living
- Could say, “This is my wife” there, all were woven
- So strangely in one piece.
- But what follow’d?
Third Gentleman98 - 110
- At length her Grace rose, and with modest paces
- Came to the altar, where she kneel’d, and saint-like
- Cast her fair eyes to heaven, and pray’d devoutly;
- Then rose again and bow’d her to the people;
- When by the Archbishop of Canterbury
- She had all the royal makings of a queen,
- As holy oil, Edward Confessor’s crown,
- The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems
- Laid nobly on her; which perform’d, the choir,
- With all the choicest music of the kingdom,
- Together sung Te Deum. So she parted,
- And with the same full state pac’d back again
- To York-place, where the feast is held.
First Gentleman111 - 114
- You must no more call it York-place, that’s past;
- For since the Cardinal fell that title’s lost.
- ’Tis now the King’s, and call’d Whitehall.
Third Gentleman115 - 117
- I know it;
- But ’tis so lately alter’d that the old name
- Is fresh about me.
Second Gentleman118 - 119
- What two reverend bishops
- Were those that went on each side of the Queen?
Third Gentleman120 - 122
- Stokesly and Gardiner, the one of Winchester,
- Newly preferr’d from the King’s secretary,
- The other, London.
Second Gentleman123 - 125
- He of Winchester
- Is held no great good lover of the Archbishop’s,
- The virtuous Cranmer.
Third Gentleman126 - 128
- All the land knows that.
- However, yet there is no great breach; when it comes,
- Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him.
- Who may that be, I pray you?
Third Gentleman130 - 134
- Thomas Cromwell,
- A man in much esteem with th’ King, and truly
- A worthy friend. The King has made him Master
- O’ th’ Jewel House,
- And one, already, of the Privy Council.
- He will deserve more.
Third Gentleman136 - 140
- Yes, without all doubt.
- Come, gentlemen, ye shall go my way, which
- Is to th’ court, and there ye shall be my guests;
- Something I can command. As I walk thither,
- I’ll tell ye more.
Both First and Second Gentleman141
- You may command us, sir.