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And durft commend a secret to your ear
with I pray
for heartily, that ic may find
Lov. Methinks, I could
Gard. But, Sir, Sir.
--You're a gentleman i Of mine own way; I know you wise, religious ; And, let me tell you, it will ne'er be well, 'Twill not, Sir Thomas Lovell, take't of me, 'Till Cranmer, Cromwell, her two hands, and she, Sleep in their graves,
Lov. Now, Sir, you speak of two
Gard. Yes, Sir I boinas,
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For fo I know he is, they know he is,
(Exeunt Gardiner and Page. Lov. Many good nights, my lord; I rest your fervant.
Changes to an Apartment in the Palace.
CH 4 night ;
Enter King and Suffolk.
· Now, Lovell, from the Queen, what's the news ?
Lov. I could not personally deliver to her
-Broken with the king.] They have broken filence; told their minds to the King.
King. What say's thou! ha! To pray for her! what, is The crying out? Lov. So said her woman, and that her fuffrance
made Almoft each pang a death.
King. Alas, good lady!
Suf. God sately quit her of her burden, and
King. 'Tis midnight, Charles ;
Suf. I wish your Highness
King. Ha, Canterbury ?
[Exit Denny Lov. This is about that, which the Bishop spake ; I am happily come hither,
[ Afide, Enter Cranmer and Denny, King. Avoid the Gallery. [Lovell seemetb to stay.
Ha! I have said be gone. What!
[Exeunt Lovell and Denny,
Cran. I am fearful. Wherefore frowns he thus? 'Tis his aspect of terror, All's not well.
King. How now, my Lord ? you do desire to know, Wherefore I fent for you.
Cran. [kneeling,] It is my duty T'attend your Highness' pleasure. .
King. Pray you, rise ! My good and gracious Lord of Canterbury. Come, you and I must walk a turn together ; I've news to tell you. Come, give me your hand. Ah, my good Lord, I grieve at what I speak; And am right forry to repeat what follows. I have, and most unwillingly, of late Heard inany grievous, I do fay, my Lord, Grievous complaints of you ; which being consider'd, Have mov'd us and our Council, that you shall This morning come before us; where I know, You cannot with such freedom purge yourself, But that, till further trial, in those charges Which will require your answer, you must take Your patience to you, and be well contented To make your house our Tower. 'You a brother of
us, It fits we thus proceed; or else no witness Would come against you.
Cran. [Kneeling.] I humbly thank your Highness, And am righệ glad to catch this good occasion Moit throughly to be winnow'd, where my
chaff And corn shall fly asunder; for, I know, There's none stands under more calumnious tongues Than I myself, poor man.
King. Stand up, good Canterbury ;
-rou a brother of us.] that the witnesses against you You being one of the council, may not be deterr’d. it is neceffary to imprison you,
Thy truth and thy integrity is rooted
Cran. Most dread Liege,
King. Know you not
To swear against you ? Such things have been done,
of better luck,
Cran. God and your Majesty
King. Be of good cheer;
*The good' I pand on.] Though may helpor support, yet it would, grand may be taken for advantage I think, be more natural to say, or juperiority, or any thing which The ground I ftand on.