Act 3, Scene 2
London. Antechamber to King Henry VIII’s apartment.
- Enter the Duke of Norfolk, Duke of Suffolk, Lord Surrey, and
- Lord Chamberlain.
Duke of Norfolk3 - 8
- If you will now unite in your complaints,
- And force them with a constancy, the Cardinal
- Cannot stand under them. If you omit
- The offer of this time, I cannot promise
- But that you shall sustain more new disgraces
- With these you bear already.
Earl of Surrey9 - 12
- I am joyful
- To meet the least occasion that may give me
- Remembrance of my father-in-law, the Duke,
- To be reveng’d on him.
Duke of Suffolk13 - 17
- Which of the peers
- Have uncontemn’d gone by him, or at least
- Strangely neglected? When did he regard
- The stamp of nobleness in any person
- Out of himself?
Lord Chamberlain18 - 24
- My lords, you speak your pleasures.
- What he deserves of you and me I know;
- What we can do to him (though now the time
- Gives way to us) I much fear. If you cannot
- Bar his access to th’ King, never attempt
- Any thing on him; for he hath a witchcraft
- Over the King in ’s tongue.
Duke of Norfolk25 - 29
- O, fear him not,
- His spell in that is out. The King hath found
- Matter against him that forever mars
- The honey of his language. No, he’s settled
- (Not to come off) in his displeasure.
Earl of Surrey30 - 32
- I should be glad to hear such news as this
- Once every hour.
Duke of Norfolk33 - 36
- Believe it, this is true.
- In the divorce his contrary proceedings
- Are all unfolded; wherein he appears
- As I would wish mine enemy.
Earl of Surrey37 - 38
- How came
- His practices to light?
Duke of Suffolk39
- Most strangely.
Earl of Surrey40
- O how? How?
Duke of Suffolk41 - 47
- The Cardinal’s letters to the Pope miscarried,
- And came to th’ eye o’ th’ King, wherein was read
- How that the Cardinal did entreat his Holiness
- To stay the judgment o’ th’ divorce; for if
- It did take place, “I do,” quoth he, “perceive
- My king is tangled in affection to
- A creature of the Queen’s, Lady Anne Bullen.”
Earl of Surrey48
- Has the King this?
Duke of Suffolk49
- Believe it.
Earl of Surrey50
- Will this work?
Lord Chamberlain51 - 55
- The King in this perceives him, how he coasts
- And hedges his own way. But in this point
- All his tricks founder, and he brings his physic
- After his patient’s death. The King already
- Hath married the fair lady.
Earl of Surrey56
- Would he had!
Duke of Suffolk57 - 58
- May you be happy in your wish, my lord,
- For I profess you have it.
Earl of Surrey59 - 60
- Now all my joy
- Trace the conjunction!
Duke of Suffolk61
- My amen to’t!
Duke of Norfolk62
- All men’s!
Duke of Suffolk63 - 69
- There’s order given for her coronation.
- Marry, this is yet but young, and may be left
- To some ears unrecounted. But, my lords,
- She is a gallant creature, and complete
- In mind and feature. I persuade me, from her
- Will fall some blessing to this land, which shall
- In it be memoriz’d.
Earl of Surrey70 - 72
- But will the King
- Digest this letter of the Cardinal’s?
- The Lord forbid!
Duke of Norfolk73
- Marry, amen!
Duke of Suffolk74 - 81
- No, no;
- There be more wasps that buzz about his nose
- Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius
- Is stol’n away to Rome, hath ta’en no leave,
- Has left the cause o’ th’ King unhandled, and
- Is posted, as the agent of our Cardinal,
- To second all his plot. I do assure you
- The King cried “Ha!” at this.
Lord Chamberlain82 - 83
- Now God incense him,
- And let him cry “Ha!” louder!
Duke of Norfolk84 - 85
- But, my lord,
- When returns Cranmer?
Duke of Suffolk86 - 93
- He is return’d in his opinions, which
- Have satisfied the King for his divorce,
- Together with all famous colleges
- Almost in Christendom. Shortly, I believe,
- His second marriage shall be publish’d, and
- Her coronation. Katherine no more
- Shall be call’d Queen, but Princess Dowager
- And widow to Prince Arthur.
Duke of Norfolk94 - 96
- This same Cranmer’s
- A worthy fellow, and hath ta’en much pain
- In the King’s business.
Duke of Suffolk97 - 98
- He has, and we shall see him
- For it an archbishop.
Duke of Norfolk99
- So I hear.
Duke of Suffolk100 - 102
- ’Tis so.
- Enter Wolsey and Cromwell.
- The Cardinal!
Duke of Norfolk103
- Observe, observe, he’s moody.
- The packet, Cromwell, gave’t you the King?
- To his own hand, in ’s bedchamber.
Cardinal Wolsey106 - 107
- Look’d he
- O’ th’ inside of the paper?
Cromwell108 - 112
- He did unseal them, and the first he view’d,
- He did it with a serious mind; a heed
- Was in his countenance. You he bade
- Attend him here this morning.
Cardinal Wolsey113 - 114
- Is he ready
- To come abroad?
- I think by this he is.
Cardinal Wolsey116 - 124
- Leave me a while.
- Exit Cromwell.
- It shall be to the Duchess of Alanson,
- The French king’s sister; he shall marry her.
- Anne Bullen? No; I’ll no Anne Bullens for him,
- There’s more in’t than fair visage. Bullen?
- No, we’ll no Bullens. Speedily I wish
- To hear from Rome. The Marchioness of Pembroke?
Duke of Norfolk125
- He’s discontented.
Duke of Suffolk126 - 127
- May be he hears the King
- Does whet his anger to him.
Earl of Surrey128 - 129
- Sharp enough,
- Lord, for thy justice!
Cardinal Wolsey130 - 141
- The late Queen’s gentlewoman? A knight’s daughter,
- To be her mistress’ mistress? The Queen’s queen?
- This candle burns not clear, ’tis I must snuff it,
- Then out it goes. What though I know her virtuous
- And well deserving? Yet I know her for
- A spleeny Lutheran, and not wholesome to
- Our cause, that she should lie i’ th’ bosom of
- Our hard-rul’d king. Again, there is sprung up
- An heretic, an arch-one, Cranmer; one
- Hath crawl’d into the favor of the King,
- And is his oracle.
Duke of Norfolk142
- He’s vex’d at something.
- Enter King, reading of a schedule, and Lovell.
Earl of Surrey144 - 145
- I would ’twere something that would fret the string,
- The master-cord on ’s heart!
Duke of Suffolk146
- The King, the King!
King147 - 151
- What piles of wealth hath he accumulated
- To his own portion! And what expense by th’ hour
- Seems to flow from him! How, i’ th’ name of thrift,
- Does he rake this together? Now, my lords,
- Saw you the Cardinal?
Duke of Norfolk152 - 160
- My lord, we have
- Stood here observing him. Some strange commotion
- Is in his brain; he bites his lip, and starts,
- Stops on a sudden, looks upon the ground,
- Then lays his finger on his temple; straight
- Springs out into fast gait, then stops again,
- Strikes his breast hard, and anon he casts
- His eye against the moon. In most strange postures
- We have seen him set himself.
King161 - 170
- It may well be,
- There is a mutiny in ’s mind. This morning
- Papers of state he sent me to peruse,
- As I requir’d; and wot you what I found
- There (on my conscience, put unwittingly)?
- Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing
- The several parcels of his plate, his treasure,
- Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household, which
- I find at such proud rate, that it outspeaks
- Possession of a subject.
Duke of Norfolk171 - 173
- It’s heaven’s will!
- Some spirit put this paper in the packet,
- To bless your eye withal.
King174 - 179
- If we did think
- His contemplation were above the earth,
- And fix’d on spiritual object, he should still
- Dwell in his musings, but I am afraid
- His thinkings are below the moon, not worth
- His serious considering.
- King takes his seat; whispers Lovell, who goes to the
Cardinal Wolsey182 - 183
- Heaven forgive me!
- Ever God bless your Highness!
King184 - 191
- Good my lord,
- You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory
- Of your best graces in your mind; the which
- You were now running o’er. You have scarce time
- To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span
- To keep your earthly audit; sure in that
- I deem you an ill husband, and am glad
- To have you therein my companion.
Cardinal Wolsey192 - 198
- For holy offices I have a time; a time
- To think upon the part of business which
- I bear i’ th’ state; and Nature does require
- Her times of preservation, which perforce
- I, her frail son, amongst my brethren mortal,
- Must give my tendance to.
- You have said well.
Cardinal Wolsey200 - 202
- And ever may your Highness yoke together
- (As I will lend you cause) my doing well
- With my well saying!
King203 - 211
- ’Tis well said again,
- And ’tis a kind of good deed to say well,
- And yet words are no deeds. My father lov’d you,
- He said he did, and with his deed did crown
- His word upon you. Since I had my office,
- I have kept you next my heart, have not alone
- Employ’d you where high profits might come home,
- But par’d my present havings, to bestow
- My bounties upon you.
Cardinal Wolsey212 - 213
- What should this mean?
Earl of Surrey214 - 215
- The Lord increase this business!
King216 - 220
- Have I not made you
- The prime man of the state? I pray you tell me,
- If what I now pronounce you have found true;
- And if you may confess it, say withal
- If you are bound to us, or no. What say you?
Cardinal Wolsey221 - 234
- My sovereign, I confess your royal graces
- Show’r’d on me daily have been more than could
- My studied purposes requite, which went
- Beyond all man’s endeavors. My endeavors
- Have ever come too short of my desires,
- Yet fill’d with my abilities. Mine own ends
- Have been mine so, that evermore they pointed
- To th’ good of your most sacred person and
- The profit of the state. For your great graces
- Heap’d upon me, poor undeserver, I
- Can nothing render but allegiant thanks,
- My pray’rs to heaven for you, my loyalty,
- Which ever has and ever shall be growing,
- Till death, that winter, kill it.
King235 - 246
- Fairly answer’d.
- A loyal and obedient subject is
- Therein illustrated; the honor of it
- Does pay the act of it, as i’ th’ contrary
- The foulness is the punishment. I presume
- That, as my hand has open’d bounty to you,
- My heart dropp’d love, my pow’r rain’d honor, more
- On you than any, so your hand and heart,
- Your brain, and every function of your power,
- Should, notwithstanding that your bond of duty,
- As ’twere in love’s particular, be more
- To me, your friend, than any.
Cardinal Wolsey247 - 256
- I do profess
- That for your Highness’ good I ever labor’d
- More than mine own; that am, have, and will be
- (Though all the world should crack their duty to you
- And throw it from their soul, though perils did
- Abound, as thick as thought could make ’em, and
- Appear in forms more horrid), yet my duty,
- As doth a rock against the chiding flood,
- Should the approach of this wild river break,
- And stand unshaken yours.
King257 - 262
- ’Tis nobly spoken.
- Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast,
- For you have seen him open’t. Read o’er this,
- Giving him papers.
- And after, this, and then to breakfast with
- What appetite you have.
- Exit King, frowning upon the Cardinal; the Nobles throng
- after him, smiling and whispering.
Cardinal Wolsey265 - 289
- What should this mean?
- What sudden anger’s this? How have I reap’d it?
- He parted frowning from me, as if ruin
- Leap’d from his eyes. So looks the chafed lion
- Upon the daring huntsman that has gall’d him;
- Then makes him nothing. I must read this paper;
- I fear, the story of his anger. ’Tis so!
- This paper has undone me. ’Tis th’ accompt
- Of all that world of wealth I have drawn together
- For mine own ends (indeed to gain the popedom
- And fee my friends in Rome). O negligence!
- Fit for a fool to fall by. What cross devil
- Made me put this main secret in the packet
- I sent the King? Is there no way to cure this?
- No new device to beat this from his brains?
- I know ’twill stir him strongly; yet I know
- A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune
- Will bring me off again. What’s this? “To th’ Pope”?
- The letter, as I live, with all the business
- I writ to ’s Holiness. Nay then, farewell!
- I have touch’d the highest point of all my greatness,
- And, from that full meridian of my glory,
- I haste now to my setting. I shall fall
- Like a bright exhalation in the evening,
- And no man see me more.
- Enter to Wolsey the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk, the Earl
- of Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlain.
Duke of Norfolk292 - 296
- Hear the King’s pleasure, Cardinal, who commands you
- To render up the great seal presently
- Into our hands, and to confine yourself
- To Asher-house, my Lord of Winchester’s,
- Till you hear further from his Highness.
Cardinal Wolsey297 - 299
- Where’s your commission, lords? Words cannot carry
- Authority so weighty.
Duke of Suffolk300 - 301
- Who dare cross ’em,
- Bearing the King’s will from his mouth expressly?
Cardinal Wolsey302 - 316
- Till I find more than will or words to do it
- (I mean your malice), know, officious lords,
- I dare and must deny it. Now I feel
- Of what coarse metal ye are moulded, envy,
- How eagerly ye follow my disgraces
- As if it fed ye, and how sleek and wanton
- Ye appear in every thing may bring my ruin!
- Follow your envious courses, men of malice!
- You have Christian warrant for ’em, and no doubt
- In time will find their fit rewards. That seal
- You ask with such a violence, the King
- (Mine and your master) with his own hand gave me;
- Bade me enjoy it, with the place and honors,
- During my life; and, to confirm his goodness,
- Tied it by letters-patents. Now, who’ll take it?
Earl of Surrey317
- The King, that gave it.
- It must be himself then.
Earl of Surrey319
- Thou art a proud traitor, priest.
Cardinal Wolsey320 - 322
- Proud lord, thou liest!
- Within these forty hours Surrey durst better
- Have burnt that tongue than said so.
Earl of Surrey323 - 333
- Thy ambition,
- Thou scarlet sin, robb’d this bewailing land
- Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law;
- The heads of all thy brother cardinals
- (With thee and all thy best parts bound together)
- Weigh’d not a hair of his. Plague of your policy!
- You sent me deputy for Ireland,
- Far from his succor, from the King, from all
- That might have mercy on the fault thou gav’st him;
- Whilst your great goodness, out of holy pity,
- Absolv’d him with an axe.
Cardinal Wolsey334 - 345
- This, and all else
- This talking lord can lay upon my credit,
- I answer is most false. The Duke by law
- Found his deserts. How innocent I was
- From any private malice in his end,
- His noble jury and foul cause can witness.
- If I lov’d many words, lord, I should tell you
- You have as little honesty as honor,
- That in the way of loyalty and truth
- Toward the King, my ever royal master,
- Dare mate a sounder man than Surrey can be,
- And all that love his follies.
Earl of Surrey346 - 353
- By my soul,
- Your long coat, priest, protects you, thou shouldst feel
- My sword i’ th’ life-blood of thee else. My lords,
- Can ye endure to hear this arrogance?
- And from this fellow? If we live thus tamely,
- To be thus jaded by a piece of scarlet,
- Farewell nobility! Let his Grace go forward,
- And dare us with his cap, like larks.
Cardinal Wolsey354 - 355
- All goodness
- Is poison to thy stomach.
Earl of Surrey356 - 369
- Yes, that goodness
- Of gleaning all the land’s wealth into one,
- Into your own hands, Card’nal, by extortion;
- The goodness of your intercepted packets
- You writ to th’ Pope against the King. Your goodness,
- Since you provoke me, shall be most notorious.
- My Lord of Norfolk, as you are truly noble,
- As you respect the common good, the state
- Of our despis’d nobility, our issues
- (Whom, if he live, will scarce be gentlemen),
- Produce the grand sum of his sins, the articles
- Collected from his life. I’ll startle you
- Worse than the sacring bell, when the brown wench
- Lay kissing in your arms, Lord Cardinal.
Cardinal Wolsey370 - 371
- How much, methinks, I could despise this man,
- But that I am bound in charity against it!
Duke of Norfolk372 - 373
- Those articles, my lord, are in the King’s hand:
- But thus much, they are foul ones.
Cardinal Wolsey374 - 376
- So much fairer
- And spotless shall mine innocence arise
- When the King knows my truth.
Earl of Surrey377 - 381
- This cannot save you.
- I thank my memory, I yet remember
- Some of these articles, and out they shall.
- Now, if you can blush, and cry “Guilty,” Cardinal,
- You’ll show a little honesty.
Cardinal Wolsey382 - 384
- Speak on, sir,
- I dare your worst objections. If I blush,
- It is to see a nobleman want manners.
Earl of Surrey385 - 388
- I had rather want those than my head. Have at you!
- First, that without the King’s assent or knowledge,
- You wrought to be a legate, by which power
- You maim’d the jurisdiction of all bishops.
Duke of Norfolk389 - 392
- Then, that in all you writ to Rome, or else
- To foreign princes, “Ego et Rex meus”
- Was still inscrib’d; in which you brought the King
- To be your servant.
Duke of Suffolk393 - 396
- Then, that without the knowledge
- Either of King or Council, when you went
- Ambassador to the Emperor, you made bold
- To carry into Flanders the great seal.
Earl of Surrey397 - 400
- Item, you sent a large commission
- To Gregory de Cassado, to conclude,
- Without the King’s will or the state’s allowance,
- A league between his Highness and Ferrara.
Duke of Suffolk401 - 402
- That out of mere ambition, you have caus’d
- Your holy hat to be stamp’d on the King’s coin.
Earl of Surrey403 - 409
- Then, that you have sent innumerable substance
- (By what means got, I leave to your own conscience)
- To furnish Rome, and to prepare the ways
- You have for dignities, to the mere undoing
- Of all the kingdom. Many more there are,
- Which since they are of you, and odious,
- I will not taint my mouth with.
Lord Chamberlain410 - 414
- O my lord,
- Press not a falling man too far! ’Tis virtue.
- His faults lie open to the laws, let them,
- Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see him
- So little of his great self.
Earl of Surrey415
- I forgive him.
Duke of Suffolk416 - 423
- Lord Cardinal, the King’s further pleasure is—
- Because all those things you have done of late
- By your power legative within this kingdom
- Fall into th’ compass of a praemunire—
- That therefore such a writ be sued against you,
- To forfeit all your goods, lands, tenements,
- Chattels, and whatsoever, and to be
- Out of the King’s protection. This is my charge.
Duke of Norfolk424 - 428
- And so we’ll leave you to your meditations
- How to live better. For your stubborn answer
- About the giving back the great seal to us,
- The King shall know it, and, no doubt, shall thank you.
- So fare you well, my little good Lord Cardinal.
- Exeunt all but Wolsey.
Cardinal Wolsey430 - 454
- So farewell—to the little good you bear me.
- Farewell? A long farewell to all my greatness!
- This is the state of man: today he puts forth
- The tender leaves of hopes, tomorrow blossoms,
- And bears his blushing honors thick upon him;
- The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
- And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
- His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,
- And then he falls as I do. I have ventur’d,
- Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
- This many summers in a sea of glory,
- But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride
- At length broke under me, and now has left me,
- Weary and old with service, to the mercy
- Of a rude stream that must forever hide me.
- Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye!
- I feel my heart new open’d. O how wretched
- Is that poor man that hangs on princes’ favors!
- There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to,
- That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
- More pangs and fears than wars or women have;
- And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
- Never to hope again.
- Enter Cromwell, standing amazed.
- Why, how now, Cromwell?
- I have no power to speak, sir.
Cardinal Wolsey456 - 459
- What, amaz’d
- At my misfortunes? Can thy spirit wonder
- A great man should decline? Nay, and you weep
- I am fall’n indeed.
- How does your Grace?
Cardinal Wolsey461 - 470
- Why, well;
- Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell;
- I know myself now, and I feel within me
- A peace above all earthly dignities,
- A still and quiet conscience. The King has cur’d me,
- I humbly thank his Grace; and from these shoulders,
- These ruin’d pillars, out of pity taken
- A load would sink a navy—too much honor.
- O, ’tis a burden, Cromwell, ’tis a burden
- Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven!
- I am glad your Grace has made that right use of it.
Cardinal Wolsey472 - 476
- I hope I have. I am able now, methinks
- (Out of a fortitude of soul I feel),
- To endure more miseries and greater far
- Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer.
- What news abroad?
Cromwell477 - 478
- The heaviest and the worst
- Is your displeasure with the King.
- God bless him!
Cromwell480 - 481
- The next is, that Sir Thomas More is chosen
- Lord Chancellor in your place.
Cardinal Wolsey482 - 488
- That’s somewhat sudden;
- But he’s a learned man. May he continue
- Long in his Highness’ favor, and do justice
- For truth’s sake and his conscience, that his bones,
- When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings,
- May have a tomb of orphants’ tears wept on him!
- What more?
Cromwell489 - 490
- That Cranmer is return’d with welcome,
- Install’d Lord Archbishop of Canterbury.
- That’s news indeed.
Cromwell492 - 496
- Last, that the Lady Anne,
- Whom the King hath in secrecy long married,
- This day was view’d in open as his queen,
- Going to chapel; and the voice is now
- Only about her coronation.
Cardinal Wolsey497 - 511
- There was the weight that pull’d me down. O Cromwell,
- The King has gone beyond me! All my glories
- In that one woman I have lost forever.
- No sun shall ever usher forth mine honors,
- Or gild again the noble troops that waited
- Upon my smiles. Go get thee from me, Cromwell!
- I am a poor fall’n man, unworthy now
- To be thy lord and master. Seek the King!
- That sun, I pray, may never set! I have told him
- What, and how true, thou art; he will advance thee.
- Some little memory of me will stir him
- (I know his noble nature) not to let
- Thy hopeful service perish too. Good Cromwell,
- Neglect him not; make use now, and provide
- For thine own future safety.
Cromwell512 - 518
- O my lord,
- Must I then leave you? Must I needs forgo
- So good, so noble, and so true a master?
- Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron,
- With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord.
- The King shall have my service; but my pray’rs
- Forever and forever shall be yours.
Cardinal Wolsey519 - 548
- Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear
- In all my miseries; but thou hast forc’d me
- (Out of thy honest truth) to play the woman.
- Let’s dry our eyes; and thus far hear me, Cromwell,
- And when I am forgotten, as I shall be,
- And sleep in dull cold marble where no mention
- Of me more must be heard of, say I taught thee;
- Say Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory,
- And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor,
- Found thee a way, out of his wrack, to rise in;
- A sure and safe one, though thy master miss’d it.
- Mark but my fall, and that that ruin’d me:
- Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition!
- By that sin fell the angels; how can man then
- (The image of his Maker) hope to win by it?
- Love thyself last, cherish those hearts that hate thee;
- Corruption wins not more than honesty.
- Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace
- To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not;
- Let all the ends thou aim’st at be thy country’s,
- Thy God’s, and truth’s; then if thou fall’st, O Cromwell,
- Thou fall’st a blessed martyr!
- Serve the King, and—prithee lead me in.
- There take an inventory of all I have,
- To the last penny, ’tis the King’s. My robe,
- And my integrity to heaven, is all
- I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell,
- Had I but serv’d my God with half the zeal
- I serv’d my king, He would not in mine age
- Have left me naked to mine enemies.
- Good sir, have patience.
Cardinal Wolsey550 - 551
- So I have. Farewell
- The hopes of court! My hopes in heaven do dwell.