Y'are well met once again.
So are you.
You come to take your stand here and behold
4.1.42381The lady Anne pass from her coronation.
'Tis all my business. At our last encounter
4.1.62383The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial.
'Tis very true. But that time offered sorrow;
'Tis well. The citizens,
4.1.102387I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds
4.1.112388As let 'em have their rights; they are ever forward
Never greater,
May I be bold to ask what that contains,
Yes, 'tis the list
4.1.192396Of those that claim their offices this day,
4.1.212398The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims
4.1.222399To be High Steward; next the Duke of Norfolk,
4.1.232400He to be Earl Marshal. You may read the rest.
I thank you, sir. Had I not known those customs,
4.1.252402I should have been beholding to your paper;
4.1.262403But I beseech you, what's become of Katherine
4.1.272404The Princess Dowager? How goes her business?
That I can tell you, too. The Archbishop
4.1.302407Learned and reverend fathers of his order,
4.1.312408Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off
4.1.322409From Ampthill, where the princess lay, to which
4.1.332410She was often sighted by them but appeared not.
4.1.352412The king's late scruple, by the main assent
4.1.362413Of all these learned men she was divorced,
4.1.372414And the late marriage made of none effect;
4.1.382415Since which, she was removed to Kimbolton,
Alas, good lady.
4.1.41.524233 Lord Chancellor, with Purse and Mace before him. 4.1.41.724255 Mayor of London, bearing the Mace. Then Garter, in 2426his Coat of Arms, and on his head he wore a Gilt Copper 2427Crowne. 4.1.41.824286 Marquess Dorset, bearing a Scepter of Gold, on his head, 2429a Demy Coronall of Gold. With him, the Earle of Surrey, 2430bearing the Rod of Siluer with the Doue, Crowned with an 2431Earles Coronet. Collars of Esses. 4.1.41.924327 Duke of Suffolk, in his Robe of Estate, his Coronet on his 2433head, bearing a long white Wand, as High Steward. With 2434him, the Duke of Norfolk, with the Rod of Marshalship, 2435a Coronet on his head. Collars of Esses. 4.1.4224368 A Canopy, borne by foure of the Cinque-Ports, under it 2437the Queen in her Robe, in her hair, richly adorned with 2438Pearl, Crowned. On each side her, the Bishops of London, 2439and Winchester. 4.1.4324409 The Old Duchess of Norfolk, in a Coronall of Gold, 2441wrought with Flowers bearing the Queen's Train. 4.1.44244210 Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain Circlets of 2443Gold, without Flowers. 4.1.452444Exeunt, first passing over the Stage in Order and State, and 2445then, a great Flourish of Trumpets. A Royal Train believe me! These I know:
Marquess Dorset,
4.1.492449And that the Earl of Surrey with the rod.
A bold brave gentleman. That should be
'Tis the same: high steward.
And that my lord of Norfolk?
Yes.
Heaven bless thee,
4.1.562456Thou hast the sweetest face I ever looked on.
4.1.582458Our king has all the Indies in his arms,
4.1.592459And more, and richer, when he strains that lady.
They that bear
4.1.622462The cloth of honor over her are four barons
Those men are happy.
4.1.672467Is that old noble lady, duchess of Norfolk
It is, and all the rest are countesses.
Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed,
No more of that.
God save you, sir. Where have you been broiling?
Among the crowd i'th'Abbey, where a finger
4.1.742475Could not be wedged in more. I am stifled
You saw the ceremony?
That I did.
How was it?
Well worth the seeing.
Good sir, speak it to us.
As well as I am able. The rich stream
4.1.822483Of lords and ladies, having brought the queen
4.1.832484To a prepared place in the choir, fell off
4.1.842485A distance from her, while her grace sat down
4.1.852486To rest a while, some half an hour or so,
4.1.862487In a rich chair of state, opposing freely
4.1.882489Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman
4.1.892490That ever lay by man; which, when the people
4.1.902491Had the full view of, such a noise arose
4.1.912492As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest,
4.1.922493As loud and to as many tunes. Hats, cloaks,
4.1.932494(Doublets, I think) flew up, and had their faces
4.1.942495Been loose this day they had been lost. Such joy
4.1.952496I never saw before. Great bellied women,
4.1.962497That had not half a week to go, like rams
4.1.972498In the old time of war would shake the press
4.1.982499And make 'em reel before 'em. No man living
4.1.992500Could say: this is my wife there; all were woven
But what followed?
At length her grace rose, and with modest paces
4.1.1032504Came to the altar, where she kneeled, and saint-like
4.1.1042505Cast her fair eyes to heaven and prayed devoutly.
4.1.1052506Then rose again and bowed her to the people.
4.1.1092510The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems
4.1.1102511Laid nobly on her; which performed, the choir
4.1.1132514And with the same full state paced back again
Sir,
4.1.1162517You must no more call it York Place. That's past.
4.1.1172518For since the cardinal fell, that title's lost.
I know it,
4.1.1202521But 'tis so lately altered that the old name
What two reverend bishops
4.1.1232524Were those that went on each side of the queen?
Stokeley and Gardiner, the one of Winchester,
He of Winchester
4.1.1282529Is held no great good lover of the archbishops:
All the land knows that.
4.1.1312532However, yet there is no great breach, when it comes
4.1.1322533Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him.
Who may that be, I pray you?
Thomas Cromwell,
4.1.1352536A man in much esteem with th'king, and truly
He will deserve more.
Yes, without all doubt.
4.1.1422543Which is to'th court, and there ye shall be my guests:
You may command us, sir.