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Wol. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a tear In all my miferies ; but thou hast forc'd me, Out of thy honest truth, to play the woman. Let's dry our eyes, and thus far hear me, Cromwell ; And when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me muft more be heard, say then I taught thee, Say, Wolsey, that once trod the ways of glory, And founded all the depths and shoals of honour, Found thee a way, out of his wreck, to rise in, A sure and safe one, though thy master miss'd it. Mark but my fall, and that which ruin'd me; . Cromwell, I charge thee, Aling away ambition, By that sin fell the angels; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by’t ? Love thyself last; cherith those hearts, that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.

-Wolsey, that once TROD nothing so infamous in tradition, the way's of glory.) As the as the supposed advice given to words, founded, depibs, shoals, one of our kings, to cherish his wreck, follow ; the uniformity enemies and be in no pain for his of metaphor would dispose Shake friends. I am of opinion the Spear methinks to write here Poet wrote -RODE the waves of glory.

cherish those hearts thar So in Troilus and 'Crefida.

WAIT thee. As if the pasage and whole i. e. thy dependents. For the carriage of this action RODE on contrary practice had contributbis TIDE.

ed to Wolley's ruin. He was not WARBURTON. careful enough in making depen7 cherish those hearts, that dents by his bounty, while inHATE thee :] Though this be tent in amaffing wealth to himgood divinity; and an admira- felf. The following line seems ble precept for our conduct in to confirm this correction, private life ; it was never calcu Corruption wins not more than lated or designed for the magif. honefly. trate or publick minister. Nor i. e. you will never find men could this be the direction of a won over to your temporary ocman experienced in affairs to his cafions by bribery so useful to pupil. "It would make a good you as friends made by a just christian, but a very ill and very and generous munificence. unjuft ftatesman. And we have

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Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To filence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not.
Let all the ends, chou aim'st at, be thy country's,
Thy God's, and Truth's; then if thou fall'ít,

Cromwell,
Thou fall it a blessed martyr. Serve the King ;
And Prythee, lead me in
There, take an inventory of all I have ;
To the last penny, 'tis the King's. My robe,
And my integrity to heav'n, is all
I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Cromwell,

Had I but ferv'd my God with half the zeal
I serv'd my King, he would not in mine age
Have left me naked to mine enemies.

Crom. Good Sir, have patience.

Wol. So I have. Farewel
The hopes of Court ! my hopes in heav'n do dwell.

[Exeunt,

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ACT IV.

SCENE I.

A Street in Westminster.

Enter two Gentlemen, meeting one another.

I GENTLEMAN.
OU'RE well met ' once again,

2 Gen. And so are you.
I Gen you come to take your stand here, and be.

hold The lady Anne pass from her Coronation.

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8 This sentence was really ut- their former meeting in the fee tered by Wolsey.

cond act. - once again.] alluding to

? Gen,

2 Gen. 'Tis all my business. At our last encounter, The Duke of Bucking bam came from his trial. i Gen. 'Tis very true.

But that time offer'd sorą row ; This, general joy.

2 Gen. 'Tis well; the citizens, I'm sure, have shewn at full their loyal minds, And, let 'em have their rights, they're ever forward In celebration of this day with shows, . Pageants, and fights of honour.

i Gem. Never greater, Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, Sir.

2 Gen. May I be bold to ask what that contains, That paper in your hand ?

i Gen. Yes, 'tis the list Of those that claim their offices this day, By custom of the Coronation. The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims To be High Steward ; next, the Duke of Norfolk, To be Earl Marshal ; you may read the rest. 2 Gen. I thank you, Sir ; had I not known those

cuftoms,
I should have been beholden to your paper.
But, I beseech you what's become of Catharine,
The Princess Dowager ? how goes her business?

1 Gen. That I can tell you too; the Archbishop
Of Canterbury, accompanied with other
Learn'd and rev'rend fathers of his order,
Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles
From Ampthil, where the princess lay ; to which
She oft was cited by them, but appear'd not :
And, to be short, for not appearance and
The King's late scruple, by the main assent

{ this day] Hanmer reads, om, which our author comthese days, but Shakespeare meant monly prefers to grammatical such a day as this, a coronation nicety. day. And such is the Englis idi.

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Of all these learned men she was divorc'd,
And the late marriage made of none effect ;
Since which, she was removed to Kimbolton,
Where she remains now sick.

2 Gen. Alas, good lady! The trumpets sound; ftand clofe, the Queen is coming.

[Hautboys.

The Order of the Coronation.

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1. A lively flourish of trumpets. 2. Then, two Judges. 3. Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace before bim. 4. Choristers singing:

[Musick. 5. Mayor of London, bearing the mace. Then Garter

in bis coat of arms, and on his bead a gili copper 6. Marquis of Dorset, bearing a scepter of gold, en

his bead a demi-coronal of gold. With bin, the Earl of Surrey, bearing the rod of silver with the dove,

crown'd with an Earl's Coronet. Collars of ss. 7. Duke of Suffolk in his robe of state, bis coronet on

bis head, bearing a long white wand, as High Steward. With him the Duke of Norfolk, with the rod

of marshalship, a coronet on bis head. Collars of SS. 8. A canopy born by four of the Cinque ports, under it

the Queen in ber robe; in her hair richly adorned with pearl, crowned. On each fide ber, the bishops of

London and Winchester. 9. The old Dutchess of Norfolk, in a coronal of gold,

wrought with flowers, bearing the Queen's train. 10. Certain Ladies or Counteljes, with plain circlets of

gold without flowers. They pass over the siage in order and state, and then

Exeunt, with a great flourish of trumpets.

2 Gen. A royal train, believe me these I knowWho's that, who bears the Scepter ?

i Gen. Marquis Dorfet. And that the Earl of Surrey, with the rod.

2 Gen. A bold brave gentleman. That should be The Duke of Suffolk.

1 Gen. 'Tis the same: High Steward. 2 Gen. And that my Lord of Norfolk. 1 Gen. Yes.

2. Gen. Heav'n bless theel (Looking on the Queet Thou hast the sweetest face I ever look'd on. Sir, as I have a foul, she is an angel ; Our King has all the Indies in his arms, And more and richer, when he strains that lady; I cannot blame his conscience.

1. Gen. They, that bear The cloth of state above her, are four barons Of the Cinque-ports. 2 Gen. Those men are happy; so are all, are near

her. I take it, she that carries up the train, Is that old noble lady, the dutchess of Norfolk.

1 Gen. It is, and all the rest are counteffes. 2 Gen. Their coronets fay so. These are stars in

deed, And sometimes falling onės.

1 Gen. No more of that.

Enter a third Gentleman

God save you, Sir! Where have you been broiling ? 3 Gen. Among the crowd i'ch' Abbey, where a

finger
Could not be wedgʻd in more ; I am stilled,
With the meer rankness of their joy.

2 Gen. You saw the ceremony?
3 Gen. I did.
ı Gen, How was it?

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