I Come no more to make you laugh; things now,
That bear a weighty and a ferious brow,
Sad, high, and working, full of ftate and woe,
Such noble fcenes as draw the eye to flow,
We now prefent. Thofe, that can pity, here
May, if they think it well, let fall a tear ;
The fubject will deferve it. Such, as give
Their money out of hope they may believe,
May here find truth too. Thofe, that come to fee
Only a fhow or two, and fo agree,
The play may pafs; if they be still, and willing,
I'll undertake, may fee away their fhilling
Richly in two fhort hours. Only they,
That come to hear a merry, bawdy play,
A noife of targets; or to fee a fellow
In a long motley coat, guarded with yellow,
Will be deceiv'd: for, gentle hearers, know,
To rank our chofen truth with fuch a show
As fool and fight is (befide forfeiting
Our own brains, and the opinion that we bring
To make that only true we now intend),
Will leave us never an understanding friend.
Therefore, for goodness' fake, and, as you are known
The first and happiest hearers of the town,
Be fad, as we would make ye: Think, ye fee
The very perfons of our noble flory,
As they were living; think, you fee them great,
And follow'd with the general throng, and fweat
Of thousand friends; then, in a moment, fee
How foon this mightiness meets mifery!
And, if you can be merry then, I'll fay,
A man may weep upon his wedding-day,
Cardinal WOLSEY. Cardinal CAMPEIUS.
CAPUCIUS, Ambasador from the Emperor Charles V.
CRANMER, Archbishop of Canterbury.
Duke of NORFOLK. Duke of BUCKINGHAM.
Duke of SUFFOLK. Earl of SURREY.
Lord Chamberlain. Sir THOMAS AUDLEY, Lord-keeper.
GARDINER, Bishop of Winchefter. Bishop of LINCOLN.
Lord ABERGAVENNY. Lord SANDS.
Sir HENRY GUILDFORD. Sir THOMAS LOVEL.
Sir ANTHONY DENNY. Sir NICHOLAS VAUX.
Sir WILLIAM SANDS. CROMWELL, Servant to Wolfey
GRIFFITH, Gentleman-Ufher to Queen Katharine.
Three other Gentlemen.
Doctor BUTTS, Phyfician to the King.
GARTER, King at Arms.
Surveyor to the Duke of Buckingham.
BRANDON, and a Serjeant at Arms.
Door-Keeper of the Council-Chamber.
Porter, and his Man.
Queen KATHARINE.
ANNE BULLEN.
An old Lady, Friend to Anne Bullen.
PATIENCE, Woman to Queen Katharine.
Several Lords and Ladies in the dumb Shows. Women attending upon the Queen; Spirits which appear to her. Scribes, Officers. Guards, and other Attendants. The SCENE lies moftly in London and Westminster; once at Kimbolton.
SCENE I. London. An Antechamber in the Palace.
Enter the Duke of NORFOLK, at one Door; at the other, the Duke of BUCKINGHAM, and the Lord A
OOD morrow, and well met. How have you
Since laft we faw in France?
Nor. I thank your grace:
Healthful! and ever fince a fresh admirer
Of what I faw there.
Buck. An untimely ague
Stay'd me a prifoner in my chamber, when
Thofe fons of glory, thofe two lights of men,
Met in the vale of Arde.
Nor. 'Twixt Guines and Arde:
I was then prefent, faw them falute on horse-back:
Beheld them, when they lighted, how they clung
In their embracement, as they grew together;
Which had they, what four thron'd ones could have
Such a compounded one?
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Buck. All the whole time
I was my chamber's prisoner.
Nor. Then you loft
The view of earthly glory: Men might say,
Till this time, pomp was fingle; but now marry'd
A 3
To one above itself. Each following day
Became the next day's mafter, 'till the last
Made former wonders it's: To-day, the French,
All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen gods,
Shone down the English; and to-morrow, they
Made Britain, India: every man, that stood,
Shew'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were
As cherubims, all gilt: the madams too,
Not us'd to toil, did almost sweat to bear
The pride, upon them, that their very labour
Was to them as a painting: now this mask
Was cry'd incomparable; and the enfuing night
Made it a fool, and beggar. The two kings,
Equal in luftre, were now beft, now worst,
As prefence did prefent them; but in eye,
Still him in praife: and, being prefent both,
'Twas faid, they faw but one; and no difcerner
Durft wag his tongue in cenfure. When these funs
(For fo they phrafe'em) by their heralds challeng'd
The noble spirits to arms, they did perform
Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous
Being now feen poffible enough, got credit, [ftory,
That Bevis was believ'd.
Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect In honour honesty, the tract of every thing Would by a good difcourfer lofe fome life, Which action's felf was tongue to. All was royal To the difpofing of it nought rebell'd. Order gave each thing view; the office did Diftinctly his full function.
Buck. Who did guide,
I mean, who fet the body and the limbs
Of this great sport together, as you gues?
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