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Authors: William Shakespeare
Or God will punish me. I do believe,
Induced by potent circumstances, that
You are mine enemy, and make my
challenge
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You shall not be my judge. For it is you
Have
blown this coal
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betwixt my lord and me,
Which God’s dew quench. Therefore, I say again,
I utterly
abhor
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, yea, from my soul,
Refuse you for my judge, whom yet once more
I hold my most malicious foe, and think not
At all a friend to truth.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
I do profess
You speak not like yourself, who ever yet
Have
stood to
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charity, and displayed th’effects
Of disposition gentle, and of wisdom
O’ertopping woman’s power. Madam, you do me wrong:
I have no
spleen
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against you, nor injustice
For you or any: how far I have proceeded,
Or how far further shall, is warranted
By a commission from the consistory,
Yea, the whole consistory of Rome. You charge me
That I have blown this coal: I do deny it:
The king is present: if it be known to him
That I
gainsay
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my deed, how may he wound,
And
worthily
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, my falsehood: yea, as much
As you have done my truth. If he know
That I am
free
of your
report
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, he knows
I am not of
your wrong
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. Therefore in him
It lies to cure me, and the cure is to
Remove these thoughts from you: the which before
His highness shall speak
in
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, I do beseech
You, gracious madam, to unthink your speaking
And to say so no more.
QUEEN KATHERINE
My lord, my lord,
I am a simple woman, much too weak
T’oppose your cunning. You’re meek and humble-mouthed:
You
sign
your place and calling,
in full seeming
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,
With meekness and humility: but your heart
Is crammed with arrogancy, spleen and pride.
You have by fortune and his highness’ favours,
Gone
slightly
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o’er low steps, and now are mounted
Where
powers
are your
retainers
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, and your words,
Domestics
to you, serve your will
as’t please
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Yourself pronounce their office. I must tell you,
You
tender
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more your person’s honour than
Your high profession spiritual,
that
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again
I do refuse you for my judge, and here,
Before you all, appeal unto the Pope,
To bring my whole
cause
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’fore his holiness,
And to be judged by him.
She curtsies to the King, and
offers
to depart
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
The queen is obstinate,
Stubborn
to justice,
apt
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to accuse it, and
Disdainful to be tried by’t: ’tis not well.
She’s going away.
To the Crier
KING HENRY VIII
Call her again.
CRIER
Katherine, Queen of England, come into the court.
To Queen Katherine
GRIFFITH
Madam, you are called back.
QUEEN KATHERINE
What need you note it? Pray you
keep your way
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:
When you are called, return. Now the Lord help:
They vex me past my patience. Pray you, pass on:
I will not
tarry
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: no, nor ever more
Upon this business my appearance make
In any of their courts.
Exeunt Queen and her Attendants
KING HENRY VIII
Go thy ways, Kate.
That man i’th’world who shall report he has
A better wife, let him in nought be trusted
For speaking false in that: thou art alone —
If thy
rare
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qualities, sweet gentleness,
Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like
government
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,
Obeying in commanding
, and thy
parts
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Sovereign
and pious else, could
speak thee out
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—
The queen of earthly queens: she’s noble born:
And like her true nobility, she has
Carried
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herself towards me.
CARDINAL WOLSEY
Most gracious sir,
In humblest manner I
require
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your highness,
That it shall please you to declare in hearing
Of all these ears — for where I am robbed and bound,
There must I be unloosed, although not there
At once and fully
satisfied
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— whether ever I
Did broach this business to your highness, or
Laid any scruple in your way, which might
Induce you to the question on’t, or ever
Have to you, but with thanks to God for such
A royal lady, spake one the least word that might
Be to the
prejudice
of her present
state
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,
Or
touch
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of her good person?
KING HENRY VIII
My lord cardinal,
I do
excuse
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you: yea, upon mine honour,
I free
you from’t: you are not to be taught
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That you have many enemies, that know not
Why they are so, but like to village
curs
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,
Bark when their fellows do. By some of these
The queen is put in anger. You’re excused:
But will you be more justified? You ever
Have wished the sleeping of this business, never desired
It to be stirred, but oft have hindered, oft,
The
passages
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made toward it: on my honour,
I
speak
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my good lord card’nal to this point,
And thus far clear him. Now, what moved me to’t,
I will be bold with time and your attention:
Then
mark th’inducement
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. Thus it came: give heed to’t:
My conscience first received a
tenderness
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,
Scruple, and prick, on certain speeches uttered
By th’Bishop of Bayonne, then French ambassador,
Who had been hither sent on the debating
A marriage
’twixt
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the Duke of Orléans and
Our daughter Mary: i’th’progress of this business,
Ere a
determinate resolution
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, he,
I mean the bishop, did require a respite,
Wherein he might the king his lord
advertise
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Whether our daughter were legitimate,
Respecting this our marriage with the
dowager
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,
Sometimes
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our brother’s wife. This respite shook
The bosom of my conscience, entered me,
Yea, with a
spitting
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power, and made to tremble
The region of my breast, which forced such way,
That many
mazed considerings
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did throng
And pressed in with this caution. First, methought
I stood not in the
smile
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of heaven, who had
Commanded nature that my lady’s womb,
If it conceived a male child by me, should
Do no more
offices
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of life to’t than
The grave does
to th’dead: for her male issue
2.4
Or
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died where they were made, or shortly after
This world had aired them
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. Hence I took a thought,
This was a judgement on me, that my kingdom,
Well worthy the best heir o’th’world, should not
Be
gladded
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in’t by me. Then follows that
I weighed the danger which my realms stood in
By this my
issue’s
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fail, and that gave to me
Many a groaning
throe
: thus
hulling
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in
The wild sea of my conscience, I did steer
Toward this remedy, whereupon we are
Now present here together: that’s to say,
I meant to rectify my conscience, which
I then did feel
full
sick, and
yet
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not well,
By all the reverend fathers of the land
And
doctors
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learned. First I began in private
With you, my lord of Lincoln: you remember
How under my
oppression
I did
reek
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When I first
moved
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you.
LINCOLN
Very well, my liege.
KING HENRY VIII
I have spoke long: be pleased yourself to say
How far you
satisfied
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me.
LINCOLN
So please your highness,
The question did at first so stagger me,
Bearing a state of mighty moment in’t
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And consequence of dread, that I
committed
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The daring’st counsel which I had to doubt,
And did entreat your highness to this course
Which you are running here.
To Canterbury
KING HENRY VIII
I then moved you,
My lord of Canterbury, and got your leave
To make this present summons: unsolicited
I left no reverend person in this court,
But by
particular
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consent proceeded
Under your
hands
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and seals: therefore, go on:
For no dislike i’th’world against the person
Of the good queen, but the sharp thorny points
Of my alleged reasons, drives this forward:
Prove but
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our marriage lawful, by my life
And kingly dignity, we are contented
To
wear our mortal state to come
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with her,
Katherine our queen, before the
primest
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creature
That’s
paragoned
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o’th’world.
CARDINAL CAMPEIUS
So please your highness,
The queen being absent, ’tis
a needful fitness
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That we adjourn this court till
further
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day:
Meanwhile must be an earnest
motion
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Made to the queen, to call back her appeal
She intends unto
his holiness
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.
Aside
KING HENRY VIII
I may perceive
These cardinals trifle with me: I abhor
This
dilatory
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sloth and tricks of Rome.
My learned and well-belovèd servant, Cranmer,
Prithee
return
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: with thy approach, I know,
Aloud
My comfort comes along.— Break up the court:
I say,
set on
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.
Exeunt in manner as they entered
running scene 8
Enter Queen
[
Katherine
]
and her Women, as at work
One with a lute
QUEEN KATHERINE
Take thy
lute
1
, wench: my soul grows sad with troubles:
Sing, and disperse ’em, if thou canst:
leave
2
working.
Sings
And the mountain tops that freeze,
Bow themselves when he did sing.
To his music plants and flowers
Ever sprung,
as
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sun and showers
There had made a lasting spring.
Every thing that heard him play,
Even the
billows
10
of the sea,
Hung their heads, and then
lay by
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.
In sweet music is such art,
Killing
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care and grief of heart
Fall asleep, or hearing, die.