Enter WOLSEY and CROMWELL. Observe, observe, he's moody. Wol. The packet, Cromwell, Gave 't you the king? 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 Nor. 102 He is vex'd at something. Sur. I would 't were something that would fret the string, The master-cord on 's heart! The king, the king! Enter the KING, reading a schedule, and LOVELL. K. Hen. What piles of wealth hath he accumulated To his own portion! and what expense by the hour Seems to flow from him! How, i' the name 109 of thrift, Does he rake this together? Now, my lords, Saw you the cardinal? Nor. 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. 121 K. Hen. Nor. 170 My studied purposes requite; which went 180 A loyal and obedient subject is On you than any, so your hand and heart, As 't were in love's particular, be more 189 To me, your friend, than any.] [Exit, frowning upon Wolsey: the Nobles throng after him, smiling and whispering. 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; 211 For mine own ends; indeed, to gain the Popedom, And fee my friends in Rome. O negligence, No new device to beat this from his brains? 220 The letter, as I live, with all the business 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. 1 Prime, first, foremost. 2 Fil'd, kept pace. 3 Chiding, resounding. 4 Cross, perverse. |