Page 1703 - Shakespeare - Vol. 4

That’s somewhat sudden.
But he’s a learnèd man. May he continue [395]
Long in his highness’ favour, and do justice
For truth’s sake, and his conscience, that his bones,

When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings,
May have a tomb of orphans’ tears wept on him.
What more?

CROMWELL
That Cranmer is returned with welcome, [400]

Installed lord Archbishop of Canterbury.

WOLSEY

That’s news indeed.

CROMWELL
Last, that the Lady Anne,
Whom the King hath in secrecy long married,
This day was viewed in open as his queen,
Going to chapel, and the voice is now [405]

Only about her coronation.

WOLSEY
There was the weight that pulled me down. O Cromwell,
The King has gone beyond me: all my glories
In that one woman I have lost for ever.

No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours, [410]
Or gild again the noble troops that waited
Upon my smiles. Go get thee from me, Cromwell;
I am a poor fall’n man, unworthy now

To be thy lord and master. Seek the King −
That sun, I pray may never set − I have told him [415]
What and how true thou art. He will advance thee;
Some little memory of me will stir him −

I know his noble nature − not to let
Thy hopeful service perish too. Good Cromwell,
Neglect him not; make use now, and provide [420]
For thine own future safety.