Page 1690 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

To hear from Rome. The Marchioness of Pembroke? [90]

NORFOLK
He’s discontented.

SUFFOLK
Maybe he hears the King
Does whet his anger to him.

SURREY
Sharp enough,
Lord, for Thy justice!

WOLSEY
[aside]
The late Queen’s gentlewoman, a knight’s daughter,
To be her mistress’ mistress? the Queen’s Queen? [95]
This candle burns not clear; ’tis I must snuff it,

Then out it goes. What though I know her virtuous
And well deserving? Yet I know her for
A spleeny Lutheran, and not wholesome to
Our cause, that she should lie i’th’bosom of [100]

Our hard-ruled King. Again, there is sprung up
An heretic, an arch-one, Cranmer, one
Hath crawled into the favour of the King,
And is his oracle.

NORFOLK

He is vexed at something.

Enter the King, reading of a schedule [, and Lovell]

SURREY
I would ’twere something that would fret the string, [105]
The master-cord on’s heart.

SUFFOLK