wherefore frowns he thus? All's not well. Cran. [Aside] I am fearful Wherefore I sent for you. Cran. [Kneeling] !! King. do desire to know To attend your highness' pleasure. My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury. Come, you I have news to tell you: come, come, give me your hand. Ah, my good lord, I grieve at what I speak, Heard many grievous, I do say, my lord, Grievous complaints of you; which, being consider'd, Cran. [Kneeling] King. Cran. King. I humbly thank your highness; And am right glad to catch this good occasion Most throughly to be winnow'd, where my chaff And corn shall fly asunder: for, I know, There's none stands under more calumnious tongues Stand up, good Canterbury: give me thy hand, stand up: Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted In us, thy friend Prithee, let's walk. Now, by my holidame, What manner of man are you? My lord, I look'd I should have ta'en some pains to bring together Most dread liege, 121 Will triumph o'er my person; which I weigh not, Know you not How your state stands i' the world, with the whole world? Your enemies are many, and not small; their practices Cran. King. Must bear the same proportion; and not ever Might corrupt minds procure knaves as corrupt God and your majesty Be of good cheer; 141 They shall no more prevail than we give way to. 150 Gent. There make before them. Look, the good man weeps! None better in my kingdom. Get you gone, His language in his tears. Enter Old Lady; Lovell following. [Within] Come back: what mean you? Old L. I'll not come back; the tidings that I bring Will make my boldness manners. Now, good angels Fly o'er thy royal head, and shade thy person 160 Under their blessed wings! King. I guess thy message. Old L. Now, by thy looks Ay, ay, my liege; Acquainted with this stranger: 'tis as like you Lov. Sir? 169 [Exit. King. Give her an hundred marks. I'll to the queen. Old L. An hundred marks! By this light, I'll ha' more. I will have more, or scold it out of him. [Exeunt. Scene 11. Before the council-chamber. Pursuivants, Pages, &c. attending. Enter Cranmer, Archbishop of Canterbury. Gran. I hope I am not too late; and yet the gentleman |