To his own portion! and what expence by the hour Seems to flow from him! How, i' the name of thrift, Does he rake this together!-Now, my lords; Saw you the cardinal? Nor. My lord, we have Stood here observing him: Some strange commo tion Is in his brain: he bites his lip, and starts; whom the king gave in charge to write a book of the whole estate of the kingdom, &c. Afterwards, the king commanded cardinal Wolsey to go to this bishop, and to bring the book away with him. This bishop having written two books, (the one to answer the king's command, and the other intreating of his own private affairs,) did bind them both after one sort in vellum, &c. Now, when the cardinal came to demand the book due to the king, the bishop unadvisedly commanded his servant to bring him the book bound in white vellum, lying in his study, in such a place. The servant accordingly brought forth one of the books so bound, being the book intreating of the state of the bishop, &c. The cardinal having the book went from the bishop, and after, (in his study by himself,) understanding the contents thereof, he greatly rejoiced, having now occasion (which he long sought for) offered unto him, to bring the bishop into the king's disgrace. "Wherefore he went forthwith to the king, delivered the book into his hands, and briefly informed him of the contents thereof; putting further into the king's head, that if at any time he were destitute of a mass of money, he should not need to seek further therefore than to the coffers of the bishop. Of all which when the bishop had intelligence, &c. he was stricken with such grief of the same, that he shortly, through extreme sorrow, ended his life at London, in the year of Christ 1523. After which, the cardinal, who had long before gaped after his bishoprick, in singular hope to attain thereunto, had now his wish in effect," &c. STEEVENS. 7 then, stops again,] Sallust, describing the disturbed state of Catiline's mind, takes notice of the same circumstance: citus modo, modo tardus incessus." STEEVENS. 1 Strikes his breast hard; and anon, he casts His eye against the moon: in most strange postures 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? Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing, The several parcels of his plate, his treasure, Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which I find at such proud rate, that it out-speaks Possession of a subject. Nor. It's heaven's will; K. HEN. WOL. [He takes his seat, and whispers LOVELL, who goes to WOLSEY. Ever God bless your highness! K. HEN. Heaven forgive me! Good my lord, You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inven tory Of your best graces in your mind; the which • Strikes his breast hard; and anon, he casts-] Here I think we should be at liberty to complete a defective verse, by reading, with Sir Thomas Hanmer : and then, anon, he casts, STEEVENS. To his own portion! and what expence by the hour Seems to flow from him! How, i' the name of thrift, Does he rake this together!-Now, my lords; Saw you the cardinal? NOR. My lord, we have Stood here observing him: Some strange commo tion Is in his brain: he bites his lip, and starts; whom the king gave in charge to write a book of the whole estate of the kingdom, &c. Afterwards, the king commanded cardinal Wolsey to go to this bishop, and to bring the book away with him. This bishop having written two books, (the one to answer the king's command, and the other intreating of his own private affairs,) did bind them both after one sort in vellum, &c. Now, when the cardinal came to demand the book due to the king, the bishop unadvisedly commanded his servant to bring him the book bound in white vellum, lying in his study, in such a place. The servant accordingly brought forth one of the books so bound, being the book intreating of the state of the bishop, &c. The cardinal having the book went from the bishop, and after, (in his study by himself,) understanding the contents thereof, he greatly rejoiced, having now occasion (which he long sought for) offered unto him, to bring the bishop into the king's disgrace. "Wherefore he went forthwith to the king, delivered the book into his hands, and briefly informed him of the contents thereof; putting further into the king's head, that if at any time he were destitute of a mass of money, he should not need to seek further therefore than to the coffers of the bishop. Of all which when the bishop had intelligence, &c. he was stricken with such grief of the same, that he shortly, through extreme sorrow, ended his life at London, in the year of Christ 1523. After which, the cardinal, who had long before gaped after his bishoprick, in singular hope to attain thereunto, had now his wish in effect," &c. STEEVENS. 7 then, stops again,] Sallust, describing the disturbed state of Catiline's mind, takes notice of the same circumstance: citus modo, modo tardus incessus." STEEVENS. 1 Strikes his breast hard; and anon, he casts His eye against the moon: in most strange postures 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? Forsooth, an inventory, thus importing, The several parcels of his plate, his treasure, Rich stuffs, and ornaments of household; which I 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. K. HEN. If we did think WOL. [He takes his seat, and whispers Lovell, who goes to WOLSEY. Ever God bless your highness! K. HEN. Heaven forgive me! Good my lord, You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inven tory Of your best graces in your mind; the which Strikes his breast hard; and anon, he casts-] Here I think we should be at liberty to complete a defective verse, by reading, with Sir Thomas Hanmer : and then, anon, he casts. STEEVENS. You were now running o'er; you have scarce time WOL. Sir, For holy offices I have a time; a time K. HEN. You have said well. WOL. And ever may your highness yoke together, As I will lend you cause, my doing well With my well saying! K. 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: My bounties upon you. WOL. What should this mean? SUR. The lord increase this business! [Aside. K. HEN. Have I not made you The prime man of the state? I pray you, tell me, If what I now pronounce, you have found true: 9 with his deed did crown His word-] So, in Macbeth : "To crown my thoughts with acts." STEEVENS. |