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Beseech you, sir, to spare me, till I may
Be by my friends in Spain advised, whose counsel [55]
I will implore. If not, i’th’name of God,
Your pleasure be fulfilled.

WOLSEY
You have here, lady,

And of your choice, these reverend fathers, men
Of singular integrity and learning,
Yea, the elect o’th’land, who are assembled [60]

To plead your cause. It shall be therefore bootless
That longer you desire the court, as well
For your own quiet, as to rectify
What is unsettled in the King.

CAMPEIUS
His grace

Hath spoken well and justly. Therefore, madam, [65]
It’s fit this royal session do proceed,
And that without delay their arguments
Be now produced and heard.

KATHERINE

Lord Cardinal,
To you I speak.

WOLSEY
Your pleasure, madam.

KATHERINE
Sir,
I am about to weep; but, thinking that [70]
We are a queen, or long have dreamed so, certain

The daughter of a king, my drops of tears
I’ll turn to sparks of fire.

WOLSEY