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CAMPEIUS

I would your grace [90]
Would leave your griefs, and take my counsel.

KATHERINE
How, sir?

CAMPEIUS
Put your main cause into the King’s protection;

He’s loving and most gracious. ’Twill be much
Both for your honour better and your cause;
For if the trial of the law o’ertake ye [95]
You’ll part away disgraced.

WOLSEY
He tells you rightly.

KATHERINE
Ye tell me what ye wish for both, my ruin.

Is this your Christian counsel? Out upon ye!
Heaven is above all yet; there sits a judge
That no king can corrupt.

CAMPEIUS
Your rage mistakes us. [100]

KATHERINE

The more shame for ye; holy men I thought ye,
Upon my soul, two reverend cardinal virtues;
But cardinal sins and hollow hearts I fear ye:
Mend ’em for shame, my lords. Is this your comfort?
The cordial that ye bring a wretched lady, [105]

A woman lost among ye, laughed at, scorned?
I will not wish ye half my miseries,
I have more charity. But say I warned ye;

Take heed, for heaven’s sake take heed, lest at once
The burden of my sorrows fall upon ye. [110]