king henry viii(亨利八世)-第6章
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nephew； He dives into the King's soul and there scatters Dangers； doubts；
wringing of the conscience； Fears； and despairsand all these for his
marriage； And out of all these to restore the King； He counsels a divorce； a
loss of her That like a jewel has hung twenty years About his neck； yet
never lost her lustre； Of her that loves him with that excellence That
angels love good men with； even of her That； when the greatest stroke of
fortune falls； Will bless the Kingand is not this course pious？
CHAMBERLAIN。 Heaven keep me from such counsel！ 'Tis most true
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These news are everywhere； every tongue speaks 'em； And every true
heart weeps for 't。 All that dare Look into these affairs see this main end
The French King's sister。 Heaven will one day open The King's eyes； that
so long have slept upon This bold bad man。 SUFFOLK。 And free us from
his slavery。 NORFOLK。 We had need pray； and heartily； for our
deliverance； Or this imperious man will work us all From princes into
pages。 All men's honours Lie like one lump before him； to be fashion'd
Into what pitch he please。 SUFFOLK。 For me； my lords； I love him not；
nor fear himthere's my creed； As I am made without him； so I'll stand； If
the King please； his curses and his blessings Touch me alike； th' are breath
I not believe in。 I knew him； and I know him； so I leave him To him that
made him proudthe Pope。 NORFOLK。 Let's in； And with some other
business put the King From these sad thoughts that work too much upon
him。 My lord； you'll bear us company？ CHAMBERLAIN。 Excuse me； The
King has sent me otherwhere； besides； You'll find a most unfit time to
disturb him。 Health to your lordships！ NORFOLK。 Thanks； my good Lord
Chamberlain。 Exit LORD CHAMBERLAIN； and the KING draws the
curtain and sits reading pensively SUFFOLK。 How sad he looks； sure； he
is much afflicted。 KING。 Who's there； ha？ NORFOLK。 Pray God he be not
angry。 KING HENRY。 Who's there； I say？ How dare you thrust yourselves
Into my private meditations？ Who am I； ha？ NORFOLK。 A gracious king
that pardons all offences Malice ne'er meant。 Our breach of duty this way
Is business of estate； in which we come To know your royal pleasure。
KING。 Ye are too bold。 Go to； I'll make ye know your times of business。 Is
this an hour for temporal affairs； ha？
Enter WOLSEY and CAMPEIUS with a commission
Who's there？ My good Lord Cardinal？ O my Wolsey； The quiet of my
wounded conscience； Thou art a cure fit for a King。 ＇To CAMPEIUS＇
You're welcome； Most learned reverend sir； into our kingdom。 Use us and
it。 ＇To WOLSEY＇ My good lord； have great care I be not found a talker。
WOLSEY。 Sir； you cannot。 I would your Grace would give us but an hour
Of private conference。 KING。 ＇To NORFOLK and SUFFOLK＇ We are
busy； go。 NORFOLK。 ＇Aside to SUFFOLK＇ This priest has no pride in
him！ SUFFOLK。 ＇Aside to NORFOLK＇ Not to speak of！ I would not be so
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sick though for his place。 But this cannot continue。 NORFOLK。 ＇Aside to
SUFFOLK＇ If it do； I'll venture one have…at…him。 SUFFOLK。 ＇Aside to
NORFOLK＇ I another。 Exeunt NORFOLK and SUFFOLK WOLSEY。
Your Grace has given a precedent of wisdom Above all princes； in
committing freely Your scruple to the voice of Christendom。 Who can be
angry now？ What envy reach you？ The Spaniard； tied by blood and favour
to her； Must now confess； if they have any goodness； The trial just and
noble。 All the clerks； I mean the learned ones； in Christian kingdoms Have
their free voices。 Rome the nurse of judgment； Invited by your noble self；
hath sent One general tongue unto us； this good man； This just and learned
priest； Cardinal Campeius； Whom once more I present unto your Highness。
KING。 And once more in mine arms I bid him welcome； And thank the
holy conclave for their loves。 They have sent me such a man I would have
wish'd for。 CAMPEIUS。 Your Grace must needs deserve all strangers'
loves； You are so noble。 To your Highness' hand I tender my commission；
by whose virtue The court of Rome commandingyou； my Lord
Cardinal of York； are join'd with me their servant In the unpartial judging
of this business。 KING。 Two equal men。 The Queen shall be acquainted
Forthwith for what you come。 Where's Gardiner？ WOLSEY。 I know your
Majesty has always lov'd her So dear in heart not to deny her that A
woman of less place might ask by law Scholars allow'd freely to argue
for her。 KING。 Ay； and the best she shall have； and my favour To him that
does best。 God forbid else。 Cardinal； Prithee call Gardiner to me； my new
secretary； I find him a fit fellow。 Exit WOLSEY
Re…enter WOLSEY with GARDINER
WOLSEY。 ＇Aside to GARDINER＇ Give me your hand： much joy and
favour to you； You are the King's now。 GARDINER。 ＇Aside to WOLSEY＇
But to be commanded For ever by your Grace； whose hand has rais'd me。
KING。 Come hither； Gardiner。 ＇Walks and whispers＇ CAMPEIUS。 My
Lord of York； was not one Doctor Pace In this man's place before him？
WOLSEY。 Yes； he was。 CAMPEIUS。 Was he not held a learned man？
WOLSEY。 Yes； surely。 CAMPEIUS。 Believe me； there's an ill opinion
spread then； Even of yourself； Lord Cardinal。 WOLSEY。 How！ Of me？
CAMPEIUS。 They will not stick to say you envied him And； fearing he
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would rise； he was so virtuous； Kept him a foreign man still； which so
griev'd him That he ran mad and died。 WOLSEY。 Heav'n's peace be with
him！ That's Christian care enough。 For living murmurers There's places of
rebuke。 He was a fool； For he would needs be virtuous： that good fellow；
If I command him； follows my appointment。 I will have none so near else。
Learn this； brother； We live not to be grip'd by meaner persons。 KING。
Deliver this with modesty to th' Queen。 Exit GARDINER The most
convenient place that I can think of For such receipt of learning is
Blackfriars； There ye shall meet about this weighty business My Wolsey；
see it furnish'd。 O； my lord； Would it not grieve an able man to leave So
sweet a bedfellow？ But； conscience； conscience！ O； 'tis a tender place！ and
I must leave her。 Exeunt
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ACT II。 SCENE 3。
London。 The palace
Enter ANNE BULLEN and an OLD LADY
ANNE。 Not for that neither。 Here's the pang that pinches： His
Highness having liv'd so long with her； and she So good a lady that no
tongue could ever Pronounce dishonour of herby my life； She never
knew harm…doingO； now； after So many courses of the sun enthroned；
Still growing in a majesty and pomp； the which To leave a thousand…fold
more bitter than 'Tis sweet at first t' acquireafter this process； To give her
the avaunt； it is a pity Would move a monster。 OLD LADY。 Hearts of most
hard temper Melt and lament for her。 ANNE。 O； God's will！ much better
She ne'er had known pomp； though't be temporal； Yet； if that quarrel；
fortune； do divorce It from the bearer； 'tis a sufferance panging As soul and
body's severing。 OLD LADY。 Alas； poor lady！ She's a stranger now again。
ANNE。 So much the more Must pity drop upon her。 Verily； I swear 'tis
better to be lowly born And range with humble livers in content Than to be
perk'd up in a glist'ring grief And wear a golden sorrow。 OLD LADY。 Our
content Is our best having。 ANNE。 By my troth and maidenhead； I would
not be a queen。 OLD LADY。 Beshrew me； I would； And venture
maidenhead for 't； and so would you； For all this spice of your hypocrisy。
You that have so fair parts of woman on you Have too a woman's heart；
which ever yet Affected eminence； wealth； sovereignty； Which； to say
sooth； are blessings； and which gifts； Saving your mincing； the capacity Of
your soft cheveril conscience would receive If you might please to stretch
it。 ANNE。 Nay； good troth。 OLD LADY。 Yes； troth and troth。 You would
not be a queen！ ANNE。 No； not for all the riches under heaven。 OLD
LADY。 'Tis strange： a threepence bow'd would hire me； Old as I am； to
queen it。 But； I pray you； What think you of a duchess？ Have you limbs To
bear that load of title？ ANNE。 No； in truth。 OLD LADY。 Then you are
weakly made。 Pluck off a little； I would not be a young count in your way
For more than blushing comes to。 If your back Cannot vouchsafe this
burden； 'tis too weak Ever to get a boy。 ANNE。 How you do talk！ I swear
again I would not be a queen For all the world。 OLD LADY。 In faith； for
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little England You'd venture an emballing。 I myself Would for
Carnarvonshire； although there long'd No more to th' crown but that。 Lo；
who comes here？
Enter the LORD CHAMBERLAIN
CHAMBERLAIN。 Good morrow； ladies。 What were't worth to know
The secret of your conference？ ANNE。 My good lord； Not your demand； it
values not your asking。 Our mistress' sorrows we were pitying。
CHAMBERLAIN。 It was a gentle business and becoming The action of
good women； there is hope All will be well。 ANNE。 Now； I pray God；
amen！ CHAMBERLAIN。 You bear a gentle mind； and heav'nly blessings
Follow such creatures。 That you may； fair lady； Perceive I speak sincerely
and high notes Ta'en of your many virtues； the King's Majesty Commends
his good opinion of you to you； and Does purpose honour to you no less
flowing Than Marchioness of Pembroke； to which tide
