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Sir Thomas More: Act V, Scene 1

Sir Thomas More
Act V, Scene 1

The Tower Gate.

  1. Enter the Warders of the Tower, with halberds.

First Warder of the Tower

1
  1. Ho, make a guard there!

Second Warder of the Tower

2 - 3
  1. Master Lieutenant gives a straight command,
  2. The people be avoided from the bridge.

Third Warder of the Tower

4
  1. From whence is he committed, who can tell?

First Warder of the Tower

5
  1. From Durham House, I hear.

Second Warder of the Tower

6
  1. The guard were waiting there are hour ago.

Third Warder of the Tower

7 - 8
  1. If he stay long, he’ll not get near the wharf,
  2. There’s such a crowd of boats upon the Thames.

Second Warder of the Tower

9 - 11
  1. Well, be it spoken without offense to any,
  2. A wiser or more virtuous gentleman
  3. Was never bred in England.

Third Warder of the Tower

12 - 15
  1. I think, the poor will bury him in tears:
  2. I never heard a man, since I was born,
  3. So generally bewailed of every one.
  4. Enter a Poor Woman.
  5. What means this woman?—Whether dost thou press?

First Warder of the Tower

16
  1. This woman will be trod to death anon.

Second Warder of the Tower

17
  1. What makest thou here?

Poor Woman

18
  1. To speak with that good man, Sir Thomas More.

Second Warder of the Tower

19
  1. To speak with him! He’s not Lord Chancellor.

Poor Woman

20
  1. The more’s the pity, sir, if it pleased God.

Second Warder of the Tower

21 - 22
  1. Therefore, if thou hast a petition to deliver,
  2. Thou mayst keep it now, for any thing I know.

Poor Woman

23 - 26
  1. I am a poor woman, and have had (God knows)
  2. A suit this two year in the Chancery;
  3. And he hath all the evidence I have
  4. Which should I lose, I am utterly undone.

Second Warder of the Tower

27 - 30
  1. Faith, and I fear thoult hardly come by am now;
  2. I am sorry for thee, even with all my heart.
  3. Enter the Lords of Shrewsbury and Surrey with Sir Thomas
  4. More, and Attendants, and enter Lieutenant and Gentleman
  5. Porter.
  6. Woman, stand back, you must avoid this place;
  7. The lords must pass this way into the Tower.

More

31 - 32
  1. I thank your lordships for your pains thus far
  2. To my strong house.

Poor Woman

33 - 35
  1. Now, good Sir Thomas More, for Christ’s dear sake,
  2. Deliver me my writings back again
  3. That do concern my title.

More

36 - 41
  1. What, my old client, are thou got hither too?
  2. Poor silly wretch, I must confess indeed,
  3. I had such writings as concern thee near;
  4. But the king has ta’en the matter into his own hand;
  5. He has all I had. Then, woman, sue to him;
  6. I cannot help thee; thou must bear with me.

Poor Woman

42 - 43
  1. Ah, gentle heart, my soul for thee is sad!
  2. Farewell the best friend that the poor e’er had.
  1. Exit Woman.

Gentleman Porter

44 - 45
  1. Before you enter through the Towergate,
  2. Your upper garment, sir, belongs to me.

More

46
  1. Sir, you shall have it; there it is.
  1. He gives him his cap.

Gentleman Porter

47
  1. The upmost on your back, sir; you mistake me.

More

48 - 50
  1. Sir, now I understand ye very well:
  2. But that you name my back,
  3. Sure else my cap had been the uppermost.

Shrewsbury

51
  1. Farewell, kind lord; God send us merry meeting!

More

52
  1. Amen, my lord.

Surrey

53
  1. Farewell, dear friend; I hope your safe return.

More

54 - 55
  1. My lord, and my dear fellow in the Muses,
  2. Farewell; farewell, most noble poet.

Lieutenant

56
  1. Adieu, most honored lords.
  1. Exeunt Lords.

More

57 - 69
  1. Fair prison, welcome; yet, methinks,
  2. For thy fair building ’tis too foul a name.
  3. Many a guilty soul, and many an innocent,
  4. Have breathed their farewell to thy hollow rooms.
  5. I oft have entered into thee this way;
  6. Yet, I thank God, ne’er with a clear conscience
  7. Than at this hour:
  8. This is my comfort yet, how hard soe’er
  9. My lodging prove, the cry of the poor suitor,
  10. Fatherless orphan, or distressed widow,
  11. Shall not disturb me in my quiet sleep.
  12. On, then, i’God’s name, to our close abode!
  13. God is as strong here as he is abroad.
  1. Exeunt.
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