(And of your choice,) these reverend fathers; men Of singular integrity and learning, Yea, the elect of the land, who are assembled To plead your cause: It shall be therefore bootless, For your own quiet, as to rectify What is unsettled in the king. Hath spoken well, and justly: Therefore, madam, And that, without delay, their arguments Be now produc'd, and heard. I am about to weep; but, thinking that We are a queen, (or long have dream'd so,) certain I'll turn to sparks of fire. Wol. Be patient yet. Q. Kath. I will, when you are humble; nay, before, Or God will punish me. I do believe, Induc'd by potent circumstances, that You are mine enemy; and make my challenge Have blown this coal betwixt my lord and me, Which God's dew quench!-Therefore, I say again, I utterly abhor, yea, from my soul a Refuse you for my judge: whom, yet once more, You speak not like yourself; who ever yet a Sir W. Blackstone, who contributed a few notes to Shakspere, says that abhor and refuse are, in such a case, technical terms of the canon-law-Detestor and Recuso. The very words occur in Holinshed. Challenge has been previously used by the queen technically. Of disposition gentle, and of wisdom O'ertopping woman's power. Madam, you do me wrong: I have no spleen 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 Remove these thoughts from you: The which before You, gracious madam, to unthink your speaking, And to say so no more. Q. Kath. My lord, my lord, I am a simple woman, much too weak To oppose your cunning. You are mcek, and humble mouth'd; You sign your place and calling, in full seeming a 66 you, Tyrwhitt would read, as we think most unpoetically, your wards,"-persons subject to him as to the care of their fortunes, and treated as "servants." This is to convert high poetry into matter of fact. What an image is presented of an unscrupulous but most able man, to say that his powers are used as the mere agents of his pleasure, and his words, without regard to the general obligation of truth, are "domestics" who serve but his will! Before you all, appeal unto the pope, To bring my whole cause 'fore his holiness, Cam. [She curtsies to the KING, and offers to depart. The queen is obstinate, Stubborn to justice, apt to accuse it, and Disdainful to be tried by it; 't is not well. She's going away. K. Hen. Call her again. Crier. Katharine queen of England, come into the court. Grif. Madam, you are call'd back. Q. Kath. What need you note it? pray you, keep your way: When you are call'd, return.-Now the Lord help, They vex me past my patience!—pray you, pass on : Upon this business, my appearance make In any of their courts. [Exeunt QUEEN, GRIFFITH, and her other Attendants. K. Hen. Go thy ways, Kate: That man i' the world who shall report he has A better wife, let him in nought be trusted, Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like government,- Carried herself towards me. Wol. Most gracious sir, In humblest manner I require your highness, That it shall please you to declare, in hearing Of all these ears, (for where I am robb'd and bound, There must I be unloos'd; although not there Have to you, but with thanks to God for such A royal lady, spake one the least word that might K. Hen. My lord cardinal, Have wish'd the sleeping of this business; never I speak my good lord cardinal to this point, And thus far clear him. Now, what mov'd me to 't, I will be bold with time, and your attention: Then mark the inducement. Thus it came ;-give heed to't: My conscience first receiv'd a tenderness, Scruple, and prick, on certain speeches utter'd By the bishop of Bayonne, then French ambassador; A marriage, 'twixt the duke of Orleans and Our daughter Mary: I' the progress of this business, (I mean the bishop) did require a respite; Respecting this our marriage with the dowager, Yea, with a splitting power, and made to tremble And press'd in with this caution. First, methought, Do no more offices of life to 't, than The grave does to the dead: for her male issue When I first mov'd you. Lin. Very well, my liege. K. Hen. I have spoke long; be pleas'd yourself to say How far satisfied me. Lin. you So please your highness, I then mov'd you, |