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His eye against the moon : in most strange pos-
tures
We have seen him set himself.
K. Hen. It may well be ;
There is a mutiny in his mind. This morning
Papers of state he sent me to peruse,
As I requir’d ; And, wot * you, what I found
There ; on my conscience, put unwittingly 7
Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing,
The several parcels of his plate, his treas:ire,
Irich stuffs, and ornaments of household ; which
1 find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks
Possession of a subject.
Nor. It’s heaven’s will ;
Some spirit put this paper in the packet,
To bless your eye withal.
A. Hen. If we did think
His contemplation were above the earth,
And fix’d on spiritual object, he should still
Dwell in his musings: but I am afraid,
His thinkings are below the moon, not worth
His serious considering.
[He takes his seat, and whispers Lovrill,
who goes to Wolsey.
Wol. Heaven forgive me !
Ever God bless your highness |
K. Hen. Good my lord,
You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the in-
ventory
Of your best graces in your mind; the which
You were now running o'er ; you have scarce
time
To steal from spiritual leisure a brief span,
To keep your earthly audit : sure, in that
I deem you an ill husband; and am glad
To have you therein my companion.
JVol. Sir,
For holy offices I have a time ; a time
To think upon the part of business, which
I bear i'the state; and nature does require
Her times of preservation, which, perforce,
I, her srail son, amongst my brethren mortal,
Must give my tendance to.
AT. IIen. You have said well.
Wol. And ever may your highness yoke to-
gether,
As I will lend you cause, my doing weh
With my well saying !
A. Hen. 'Tis well said again ;
And 'tis a kind of good deed, to say well:
And yet words are no deeds. My father lov’d
you :
He said he did ; and with his deed did crown
His word upon you. Since I had my office,
I have kept you next my heart; have not alone
Employ'd you where high profits might come
home,
But par'd my present havings, to bestow
My bounties upon you.
Wol. What should this mean *
&ur. The Lord increase this business
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K. Hen. Have I not made you

The prime man of the state 1
ine

If what I now pronounce you have found whe:
And, if you may confess it, say withal,
If you are bound to us, or no. What say you ?

Wol. My sovereign, I confess your royal graces, Shower'd on me daily, have been more, than

could

My studied purposes requite; which went
Beyond all man's endeavours:–ny endeavours
Have ever come too short of my desires,
Yet, fil'd with my abilities: Mine own ends
Have been unine so, that evermore they pointed
To the good of your most sacred person, and
The profit of the state. For your great graces
Heap'd upon me, poor undeserver, I
Can nothing render but allegiant thanks;
My prayers to heaven for you ; my loyalty,
Which eyer has, and ever shall be growing,
Till death, that winter kill it.

I pray you, tell

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K. Hen. Fairly answer'd : A loyal and obedient subject is Therein illustrated : The honour of it Does pay the act of it; as, i'the contrary, The foulness is the punishment. I presume, That, as my hand has open'd bounty to you, My heart dropp'd love, my power rain’d honour, more On you, than any ; so your hand and heart, Your brain, and every function of your power, Should, notwithstanding that your bond of duty, As 'twere in love's particular, be more To me, your friend, than any. Wol. I do profess, That for your highness’ good I ever labour'd More than mine own ; that am, have, and will be. Though all the world should crack their dely to you, And throw it from their soul: though perils did Abound, as thick as thought could make them, and Appear in forms more horrid ; yet my duty, As doth a rock against the chiding flood, Should the approach of this wild river break, And stand unshaken your’s. K. Hen. 'Tis nobly spoken : Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast. For you have seen him open’t.—Read o'er this; {Giving him papers. And, after, this ; and then to breakfast, with What appetite you have. [E., it Ki Ng, frowning upon Cardinal Wols EY : the Nob/- to ses after him, smiling and to “sperias. Wol. What should this inean f What sudden angel's this how have I reap'd it? He parted frowning from me, as if ruin Leap'd so bis eyes: So looks the chased lon Upon the daring huntsman that has gall'd bin , Then uakes him nothing. I utist read this paper:

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This paper has undone in: :--'Tis the account
Of all that world of wealth I have drawn to-
gether
For mine own ends; indeed, to gain the pope-
dom,
And see my friends in Rome, o negligence,
Fit for a fool to fall by What cross devil
Made me put this main secret in the packet
I sent the king f is there no way to cure this?
No new device to beat this from his brains :
I know, 'twill stir him strongly ; Yet I know
A way, if it take right, in spite of fortune.
Will bring Ine off again. What's this—To the
Pope *
The letter, as 1 live, with all the business
I wi it to his holiness. Nay then, farewell
I have touch'd the highest point of all my great-
ness ;
And, from that full meridian of my glory,
I haste now to my setting : 1 shall full
Like a bright exhalation in the evening,
And no inan see ine more.

Re-enter the Dukes of Norfolk, and srf. roi. K, the Earl of SURREY, and the Lord CHAMBERLAi N.

Nor. Hear the king's pleasure, cardinal: who commands you To render up the great seal presently into our hands; and to confine yourself To, Asher-house," my lord of winchester’s, Till you hear further from his highness. Js ol. Stay, Where's your commission, lords f words cannet carry Authority so weighty. Suf, who dare cross them t Bearing the king's will from his mouth expressly " Hol. Till I find unore than will, or words, to do it,

* Esher in Surrey,

(I mean, your malice,) know, officious lords, I dare, and must deny it. Now I feel Of what coarse metal ye are moulded,—envy. How eagerly ye follow my disgraces, As if it fed yel and how sleek and wanton Ye appear in every thiug inay bring my ruin I Follow your envious courses, men of malice ; You have Christian warrant for them, and, no doubt, In time will find their fit rewards. That seal, You ask with such a violence, the king, (Mine and your master,) with his own hand gave me ; Bade me enjoy it, with the place and honours, During uny life; and, to confirm his goodness, Tied it by letters patents: Now, who'll take it f Sur. The king, that gave it. Wol. It must be himself then. Sur. Thou art a proud traitor, priest. Wol. Proud lord, thou liest ; Within these forty hours Surrey durst better Have burnt that tongue, than said so. Sur. Thy ambition, Thou scarlet sin, robb’d this bewailing land Of noble Buckingham, my father-in-law : The heads of all thy brother cardinals, (With thee, and all thy best parts bound together,) Weigh’d not a hair of his. Plague of your poYou sent me deputy for Ireland ; [licy Far from his succour, from the king, from all That might have mercy on the fault thou gav'st him ; Whilst your great goodness, out of holy pity, Absolv’d him with an axe. Wol. This, and all else This talking lord can lay upon my credit, I answer is most false. The duke by law Found his deserts : how innocent I was Froin any private malice in his end, His noble jury and foul cause can witness. If I lov'd many words, lord, I should tell you, You have as little honesty as honour; That I, in the way of loyalty and truth Toward the king, my ever royal master, Dare mate * a sounder man than Surrey can be, And all that love his follies. Sur. By my soul, Your long coat, priest, protects you; thou should'st feel My sword i'the life-blood of thee else.—My lords, Can ye endure to hear this arrogance And from this fellow If we live thus tamely, To be thus jaded thy a piece of scarlet, Farewell nobility; let his grace go forward, And dare us with his cap, like larks. I Js of . All goodness Is poison to thy stomach. Sur. Yes, that goodness of gleaning all the land's wealth into one, Into your own hands, cardinal, by extortion ; The goodness of your intercepted packets, You writ to the pope, against the king : your goodness, Since you provoke me, shall be most notorious.— My lord of Norfolk, as you are truly noble, As you respect the common good, the state **f our despis’d nobility, our issues, Who, if he live, will scarce be gentlemen,_ Produce the grand sum of his sins, the articles Collected from his life :-I'll startle you Worse than the scaring bell, when the brown wench Lay kissing in your arms, lord cardinal. }}ol. How much, unethinks, I could despise this man, But that I am bound in charity against it ! Mor. Those articles, my lord, are in the king's hand : But, thus much, they are foul ones. Pool. So much fairer,

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And spotless, shall mine innocence arise, When the king knows my truth. Sur. This cannot save you : I thank my memory, I yet remember Some of these articles; and out they shall. Now, if you can blush, and cry guilty, cardinal, You'll show a little honesty. Wol. Speak on, Sir : I dare your worst objections : if I blush, It is to see a nobleman want manners. Sur. I'd rather want those, than my head. Have at you. First, that, without the king's assent, or knowledge, You wrought to be a legate ; by which power You maim'd the jurisdiction of all bishops. Nor, o, that, in all you writ to Rome, or else To foreign princes, Ego et Rer meus Was still inscrib'd ; in which you brought the To be your servant. [king Suf. Then, that, without the knowledge Either of king or council, when you went Ambassador to the emperor, you made bold To carry into Flanders the great seal. Sur. Item, you sent a large commission To Gregory de Cassalis, to conclude, Without the king's will, or the state's allowance, A league between his highness and Ferrara. Sws. That, out of mere ambition, you have caus'd Your holy hat to be stamp'd on the king's coin. Sur. Then, that you have sent innulnerable substance, (By what means got, I leave to your own conscience,) To furnish Rome, and to prepare the ways You have for dignities; to the mere * undoing Many inore there are ; Which, since they are of you, and odious, I will not taint Iny mouth with. Chan. O my lood, Press not a falling man too far : ’tis virtue : His faults lie open to the laws; let them, Not you, correct him. My heart weeps to see hitn So little of his great self. Sur. I forgive him. Suf. Lord caidinal, the king's further pleasure ls,<Because all those things, you have done of late By your power legatine + within this kingdoin, Fall into the compass of a prarm unire, I– That therefore such a writ be sued against you : To forfeit all your goods, lands, teneinents, Chattels, and whatsoever, and to be Out of the king's protection :-This is my charge. Nor. And so we'll leave you to your meditations How to live better. For your stubborn answer, About the giving back the great seal to us, The king shall know it, and, no doubt, shall thauk you. So fare you well, my little good lord cardinal, [Ereunt all but Wolsey. Wol. So farewell to the little good you bear into. Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness 1 This is.the state of man ; To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope ; to-morrow blossoins, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost ; And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, nips his root, And then he falls, as I do. I have ventur'd, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left tue,

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Weary, and old with service, to the mercy
Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye;
I feel my heart new open'd : Oh how wretched
Is that poor man, that hangs on princes’ fa-

vours :
There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to,
That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
More pangs and fears than wars or women have ;
And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
Never to hope again.-

Enter CRomwell, amazedly.

Why, how now, Cromwell ?
Crom. I have no power to speak, Sir.
Wol. What, amaz'd
At my misfortunes 2 can thy spirit wonder,
A great man should decline f Nay, an you
weep,
I am fallen indeed.
Crom. How does your grace :
Pool. Why, well;
Never so truly happy, my good Cromwell.
I know myself now ; and 1 teel within me
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience. The king has
cur'd me.
I humbly thank his grace; and from these
shoulders,
These ruin'd pillars, out of pity, taken
A load would sink a navy, to much honour:
O 'tis a burden, Cromwell, 'tis a burden,
Too heavy for a man that hopes for heaven.
Crom. I am glad, your grace has made that
right use of it.
Wol. I hope I have : I am able now, me-
thinks,
(Out of a fortitude of soul I feel,)
To endure more miseries, and greater far,
Than my weak-hearted enemies dare offer.
What news abroad 7
Crom. The heaviest, and the worst,
Is your displeasure with the king.
Mool. God bless him :
Crom. The next is, that Sir Thomas More is
chosen
Lord chancellor in your place.
JP'ol. That’s somewhat sudden :
But he's a learned man. May he continue
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 toub of orphans' tears" wept on

What more ? [em Crom. That Cranmer is return'd with welcome,

Install'd lord archbishop of Canterbury.
Ji ol. That's news indeed.
Crom. Last, that the lady Anne,
Whom the king hath in secrecy long married,
This day was view’d in open, as his queen,
Going to chapel ; and the voice is uow
Only about her coronation.
Hol. There was the weight that pull'd 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,
Or gild again the noble troops that waited
Upon my smiles. Go, get thee from me, Crom-
well ;
I am a poor fallen man, unworthy now
To be thy lord and master: Seek the king ;
That sun, I pray, may never set ! I have told
him
What, and how true thou art : he will advance
thee :
Some little memory of me will stir him,
(I kuow his noble nature.) not to let
Thy hopeful service perish too: Good Crom-
well,

* The chancellor is the guardian of orphans.

Neglect him not ; make use * now, and provide
For thine own future safety.
Crom. O my lord,
Must 1 then leave you? Must I needs forego
So good, so noble, and so true a mastert
Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron,
With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his
lord.—
The king shall have my service; but my prayers
For ever and for ever shall be your's.
Wol. Cromwell, I did not think to shed a
tear
In all my miseries; but thou hast forc’d me
Out of thy honest truth to play the woman.
Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear ine, Crom
well ;
And, (when I am forgotten, as I shall be :
And sleep in dull cold marble, where no men-
tion
Of me more must be heard of,) say, I taught
thee,
Say, Wolsey, (that once trod the ways of glory,
And sounded all the depths and shoals of hea-
our,)
Found thee a way out of his wreck, to rise in :
A sure and safe one, though thy Inaster
miss'd it.
Mark but my fall, and that that ruin"d me.
Cromwell, I charge thee, fling away ambition:
By that sin fell the angels, how can man then,
The image of his Maker, hope to win by "t
Love thyself last : cherish those hearts that hate
thee;
Corruption wins not more than honesty,
Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silence envious tongues. Be just, aud fear
not : {try's,
Let all the ends, thou aim'st at, be thy coun-
Thy God's, and truth’s ; then if thou faii'st, 0.
Cromwell,
Thou fall'st a blessed martyr.
And,--Pr’ythee, lead me in :
There take an inventory of all I have,
To the last penny : 'tis the king's : uy robe,
And iny integrity to heaven, is all
I dare now call mine own. O Cromwell, Crom-
well,
Had I but serv'd my God with half the zeal
I serv'd my king, he would not in mine age
Have left me naked to mine enemies. t
Crom. Good Sir, have patience.
Wol. So I have. Farewell
The hopes of court my hopes in heaven de
dwell. it-ount.

Serve the king;

Act iv. SCENE. I.-A Street in Westminster.

Enter two GENT LEMEN, meeting.

1 Gent. You are well met once again. 2 Gent. And so are you. 1 Gent. You come to take your stand here, and behold The Lady Anne pass from her coronation f 2 Gent. 'Tis all my business. At our last encounter, The duke of Buckingham came from his trial. 1 Gent. 'Tis very true: but that time off tod sorrow ; This general joy. 2 Gent. 'Tis well : the citizens, I am sure, bave shown at full their roval minds: As, let them have their rights, they are ever forward In celebration of this day with shows, Pageants, and sights of honour. 1 Gent. Never greater, Nor, I’ll assure you, better taken, Sir.

- • Interest. t This sentence was really uttered by Welse".

2 Gent. May I be bold to ask what that contains, That paper in your hand 3 1 Gent. Yes; 'tis the list of those, that claim their offices this day, by custoun of the coronation. The duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims To be high steward; next the duke of Norfolk, He to be earl marshal ; you may read the rest. 2 Gent. I thank you, Sir ; had I not known those custons, I should have been beholden to your paper. But, I beseech you, what's become of Katharine, The princess dowager how goes her business * 1 Gent. That I can tell you too. The archbishop of Canterbury, accompanied with other Learned and reverend fathers of his order, Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off From Ampthill, where the princess lay ; which She oft was cited by them, but appear'd not ; And, to be short, for not appearance, and The king's late scruple, by the main assent Of all these learned men she was divorc'd, And the late in arriage * made of none effect : Since which, she was remov’d to Kimboitou, Where she remains now sick. 2 Gent. Alas, good lady'— [Trumpets. The trumpets sound : stand close, the queen is coining.

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the ORDER Of the PROCESSION.

A lively flourish of Trumpets ; then enter

1. Two Judges. 2. The Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace before him. Choristers singing. [Music. Mayor of London bearing the mace. Then Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his head, a gilt copper crown. s. Marquis Dorse:, , bearing a sceptre of gold, on his head a demi-coronal of gold. With him the earl of Surrey, bearing the rod of silver with the dove, crowned with an earl's coronet. Col. lars of SS. 6. Duke of Suffolk, in his robe of estate, his coronet on his head, bearing a long to hite trand, as high-steward. With him, the duke of Norfolk, with the rod of marshalship, a coronet on his head. Collars of S.W. canopy borne by four of the cinqueports : under it, the Queen in her robe : in her hair richly adorned with pears, crowned. On each side of her, the bishops of London, and Winchester. . The old stuchess of Norfolk, in a coronal of gott, wrought with Jiourers, bearing the Queen's train. Certain. Ladies or Countesses, with plain circle is of gold without flowers.

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God save you, Sir 1 where have you been broiling 7 2 Gent. Among the crowd i'the abbey; where a finger Could not be wedg’d in more ; and I am stified With the mere rankness of their joy. 2 Gent. You saw The ceremony 3 Gent. That I did. 1 Gent. How was it f 3 Gent. Well worth the seeing. 2 Gent. Good Sir, speak it to us. 3 Gent. As well as I am able. stream Of lords, and ladies, having brought the queen To a prepar’d place in the choir, fell off A distance from her ; while her grace sat down To rest a while, some half an hour, or so, In a rich chair of state, opposing freely The beauty of her person to the people. Believe me, Sir, she is the goodliest woman That ever lay by man : which when the people Had the full view of, such a noise arose As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest, As loud, and to as many tunes: hats, cloaks,

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So strangely in one piece. 2 Gent. But, 'pray, what follow'd 2 Gent. At length her grace rose, and with modest paces Came to the altar; where she kneel'd, and, saint-like, Cast her fair eyes to heaven, and pray'd devoutly. Then rose again, and bow’d her to the people: When by the archbishop of Canterbury She had all the royal makings of a queen; As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown, The rod, and bird of peace, and all such em. blems Laid nobly on her ; which perform’d, the choir, With all the choicest music of the kingdom, Together sung Te Deum. So she parted, And with the same full state pac’d back again To York-place, where the feast is held. 1 Gent. Sir, you Must no more call it York-place, that is past : For, since the cardinal fell, that title's lost; 'Tis now the king's, and call’d—Whitehall. 3 Gent. I know it: But 'tis so lately alter'd, that the old name is fresh about one. 2 Gent. What two reverend bishops Were those that went on each side of the queen 1

3 Gent, Stokesly and Gardiner; the one, of Winchester, (Newly preferr'd from the king's secretary,\ The other, London. 2 Gent, he of Winchester Is held no great good lover of the archbishop's, The virtuous Cranmer. 3 Gent. All the land knows that : However, yet there's no great breach; when it comes, Craininer will find a friend will not shrink from hitn. 2 Gent. who may that be, I pray you? 3 Gent. Thomas Cromwell; A man in much esteem with the king, and truly A worthy friend.—The king Has made him master o'the jewel house, And one, already, of the privy-council. 2 Gent. He will deserve inore. 3 Gent. Yes, without all doubt. Come, gentlenen, ye shall go my way, which Is to the court, and there ye shall be my guests; Sounething I can command. As I walk thither,

I'll tell ye more.
Both. You may command us, Sir. [Ereunt.

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Grif. How does your grace
Kath. O Gritiith, sick to death :
My legs, like loaden branches, bow to the earth,
Willing to leave their burden : Reach a chair;-
So, -now, unethinks, I feel a little ease.
Didst thou not tell me, Grifliull, as thou led 'st
une,
That the great child of honour, cardinal Wolsey,
Was dead
Grif. Yes, madam ; but, I think, your grace,
Out of the pain you suffer'd, gave no ear to't.
Aath. *. good Grillith, tell me how he
tile (1 -
If well, he stepp'd before me, happily -
For my example.
Grif. Well, the voice goes, madam :
For after the stout earl Northumberland
Arrested him at York, and brought him forward
(As a man sorely tainted,) to his answer,
He fell sick suddenly, and grew so ill,
He could not sit his mule.
Aath. Alas! poor man :
Grif. At last, with easy roads, + he came to
Leicester,
Lodg’d in the abbey; where the reverend abbot,
With all his convent, honourably receiv'd him ;
To whom he gave these words,-0 father abbot,
An old man, broken with the storms of state,
Is corne to low his treary bones among ye;
Give him a little earth for charity
So went to bed : where eagerly his sickness
Pursued him still ; and, three nights after this,
About the hour of eight, (which he himself
Foretold should be his last,) full of repentance
Continual meditations, tears, and sorrows,
He gave his honours to the world again,
His blessed part to heaven, and slept in peace.
sath. So may he rest; his faults lie gently
on him
Yet *"...o. Griffith, give me leave to speak
tin,
And yet with charity,+He was a man
of an unbounded stomach, ; ever ranking
Himself with princes; one, that by suggestion
Tied all the kingdom : simony was fair play :
His own opinion was his law: I'the presence ;
He would say untruths; and be ever double,
Both in his words and meaning : He was never,
But where he meant to ruin, pitiful :
His promises were, as he then was, mighty;
But his performance, as he is now, nothing.

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of his own body he was ill,” and gave
The clergy ill example.
Grif. Noble madam,
Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues
We write in water. May it please your Ligunes
To hear me speak his good now
Kath. Yes, good Gridith ;
I were malicious else.
Grif. This cardinal,
Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly
Was fashion'd to + much liouour. Fiou his
cradle,
He was a scholar, and a ripe, and good one;
Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuadou
Lofty, and sour, to them that lov’d bin not;
But, to those men that sought biun, sweet as
sunliner.
And though he were unsatisfied in getting,
(which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, matam,
He was most princely: Ever witness for him
Those twins of learning, that he rats'd in you,
Ipswich and Oxford one I of which fell with
him,
Unwilling to outlive the good that did it :
The other, though unfinish'd, yet so fainous,
So excellent in art, and still so rising,
That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue.
His overthrow heap'd happiness upon hitn =
For then, and not till then, he felt himself,
And found the blessedness of being titue:
And, to add greater bonours to his age
Than man could give him, he died, fraries
God.
Kath. After my death I wish no other herald,
No other speaker of my living actions,
To keep mine honour from corruption,
But such an honest chronicler as Gnaith.
Whom I most hated living, thou hast made me,
With thy religious truth, and uode-ty,
Now in his ashes houour : Peace be with
him 1–
Patience, be near me still ; and set me korer:
I have not long to trouble thee.—Good Griffith,
Cause the musicians play me that sad note
I nam'd my knell, whilst I sit meditatius
On that celestial harmony I go to.

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Sad and solemn music.

Grif. She is asleep : Good wench, let's sit down quiet, For fear we wake her ;-Softly, gentle Patience.

The Pision. Enter, solemnly trippin's cre after another, six Personages, class in a hite robes, wearing on their heads garloads of bays, and gotden wizards out their fores, branches of bays, or patin, in their assos. They first conger unto her, then dance ; and, at certain changes, the first fore held a spare garland over her head; at thies, the other four make reverend court'sies, then the two that held the garland, desirer the same to the other next too, to he obserre the same order in their changes, and selfing the garland over her head : * hock deve, they deliver the same garland to the test tro, who likeorise obserte the some erfer, at which, (as it were by inspirations, ske makes in her steep signs of rejoicinz, and hold, th up her hands to hearon - and to in their dancing they tanish, rarrying the garland with thea. The is usic ceatinues.

sath. Spirits of peace, where are ye? Are
ye all gone?

And leave me here in wretchedness behind yet
Grif. Madam, we are here.
Auth. It is not you I call for.

Saw ye none enter, since I slept *
Gris. None, madana.

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