Page 1656 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

Has crept too near another lady.

NORFOLK
’Tis so;
This is the Cardinal’s doing; the King-Cardinal
That blind priest, like the eldest son of fortune,
Turns what he list. The King will know him one day. [20]

SUFFOLK
Pray God he do, he’ll never know himself else.

NORFOLK
How holily he works in all his business,
And with what zeal! For, now he has cracked the league
Between us and the Emperor, the Queen’s great nephew,

He dives into the King’s soul and there scatters [25]
Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience,
Fears, and despairs − and all these for his marriage.
And out of all these to restore the King,
He counsels a divorce, a loss of her

That like a jewel has hung twenty years [30]
About his neck, yet never lost her lustre;
Of her that loves him with that excellence

That angels love good men with; even of her
That, when the greatest stroke of fortune falls,
Will bless the King − and is not this course pious? [35]

CHAMBERLAIN
Heaven keep me from such counsel! ’Tis most true
These news are everywhere, every tongue speaks ’em,

And every true heart weeps for’t. All that dare
Look into these affairs see this main end,
The French King’s sister. Heaven will one day open [40]
The King’s eyes, that so long have slept upon

This bold bad man.

SUFFOLK