2 Gent. A royal train, believe me,-These II With all the choicest music of the kingdom, Together sung Te Deum. So she parted, And with the same full state paced hack amin Who's that, that bears a sceptre ? [know; 1 Gent. Marquis Dorset: And that the earl of Surrey, with the m Pursu'd him still; and three nights after this, Kath. So may he rest; his faults lie gently on him! His promises were, as he then was, mighty; Grif. Noble madam, Men's evil manners live in brass; their virtues I were malicious else. Yes, good Griffith; Grif The cardinal, Though from an humble stock, undoubtedly Was fashion'd to much honor. From his cradle, He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading: Lofty, and sour, to them that lov'd him not; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer And though he were unsatisfied in getting, (Which was a sin,) yet in bestowing, madam, He was most princely: Ever witness for him Those twins of learning, that he raised in you, Ipswich, and Oxford! one of which fell with him, Unwilling to outlive the good that did it; The other, though unfinish'd, yet so famous, So excellent in art, and still so rising, That Christendom shall ever speak his virtue. His overthrow heap'd happiness upon him; For then, and not till then, he felt himself, And found the blessedness of being little : And, to add greater honors to his age, Than man could give him, he died, fearing God Kath. After my death I wish no other herald, No other speaker of my living actions, To keep mine honor from corruption, But such an honest chronicler as Griffith. Whom I most hated living, thou hast made me, With thy religious truth, and modesty, Now in his ashes honor: Peace be with him! Patience, be near me still; and set me lower: I have not long to trouble thee.-Good Griffith, Cause the musicians play me that sad note I named my knell, whilst I sit meditating In that celestial harmony I go to. two hold a spare garland over her head; at which, the other four make reverend court'sies; then the two that held the garland, deliver the same to the other next two, who observe the same order in their changes, and holding the garland over her head; which done, they deliver the same garland to the last two, who likewise observe the same order: at which, (as it were by inspiration,) she makes in her sleep signs of rejoicing, and holdeth up her hands to heaven: and so in their dancing they vanish, carrying the garland with them. The music continues. How much her grace is alter'd on the sudden? Mess. An't like your grace,— You are a saucy fellow Deserve we no more reverence? Mess. I humbly do entreat your highness' pardon. [Exeunt GRIFFITH and Messenge Re-enter GRIFFITH with CAPUCIUS. If my sight fail not, You should be lord ambassador from the empero, My royal nephew, and your name Capucius. Cap. Madam, the same, your servant. Kath. O, my lord. The times, and titles, now are alter'd strangely With me, since first you knew me. But, I pray you. What is your pleasure with me? Cap. Noble lady, First, mine own service to your grace; the next. The king's request that I would visit you; Who grieves much for your weakness, and by mus Sends you his princely commendations, And heartily entreats you take good comfort. Kath. O my good lord, that comfort comes tou late; "Tis like a pardon after execution: That gentle physic, given in time, had cured mo. |