He has my heart yet; and shall have my prayers, [Exeunt. SCENE II. Ante-chamber to the King's apartment. ;. Enter the Duke of Norfolk, the Duke of Suffolk, the Earl of Surrey, and the Lord Chamberlain. · I am joyful Which of the peers Cham. My lords, you speak your pleasures : O, fear him not ; His spell in that is out: the king hath found * Enforce. Matter against him, that for ever mars Sir, Believe it, this is true. How came Most strangely. 0, how, how? Sur. Has the king this ? Believe it. Will this work? coasts, 'Would he had ! Now all my joy My amen to't! All men's. Suff. There's order given for her coronation : · Marry, this is yet but youngt, and may be left * Follow + New. To some ears unrecounted.-But, my lords, But, will the king Marry, amen! No, no; There be more wasps that buz about his nose, Will make this sting the sooner. Cardinal Campeius Is stolen away to Rome; hath ta’en no leave; Has left the cause o’the 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. Cham. Now, God incense him, And let him cry ha, louder! Nor. But, my lord, Suff. He is return’d, in his opinions; which This same Cranmer's He has; and we shall see him For it, an archbishop. Nor. So I hear. Suff. 'Tis so. The cardinal * Made memorable. Enter Wolsey and Cromwell. Nor. Observe, observe, he's moody. king ? Presently ... Is he ready To come, abroad ? Crom. I think, by this he is. Wol. Leave me a while.- · [Exit Cromwell. It shall be to the duchess of Alençon, The French king's sister : he shall marry her. Anne Bullen ! No; I'll no Anne Bullens for him : There is more in it than fair visage.-Bullen! No, we'll no Bullens.-Speedily I wish . To hear from Rome. The marchioness of Pen broke! Nor. He's discontented.; Suff. May be, he hears the king Does whet his anger to bim. Sur. Sharp enough, Lord, for thy justice! Wol. The late queen's gentlewoman; a knight's daughter, To be her mistress' mistress! the queen's quieen! 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'the bosom of Our hard-ruld king. Again, there is sprung up An heretick, an arch one, Cranmer; one Hath crawld into the favour of the king, |