|The Life of King Henry the Eighth|
| Henry VIII
| Act 1, Scene 4
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Hautboys. A small table under a state for CARDINAL WOLSEY, a longer table for the guests. Then enter ANNE and divers other Ladies and Gentlemen as guests, at one door; at another door, enter GUILDFORDGUILDFORD
Ladies, a general welcome from his graceChamberlain SANDS
Salutes ye all; this night he dedicates
To fair content and you: none here, he hopes,
In all this noble bevy, has brought with her
One care abroad; he would have all as merry
As, first, good company, good wine, good welcome,
Can make good people. O, my lord, you're tardy:
Enter Chamberlain, SANDS, and LOVELLThe very thought of this fair company
Clapp'd wings to me.
Sir Thomas Lovell, had the cardinalLOVELL SANDS LOVELL SANDS Chamberlain
But half my lay thoughts in him, some of these
Should find a running banquet ere they rested,
I think would better please 'em: by my life,
They are a sweet society of fair ones.
Sweet ladies, will it please you sit? Sir Harry,SANDS
Place you that side; I'll take the charge of this:
His grace is entering. Nay, you must not freeze;
Two women placed together makes cold weather:
My Lord Sands, you are one will keep 'em waking;
Pray, sit between these ladies.
By my faith,ANNE SANDS
And thank your lordship. By your leave, sweet ladies:
If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me;
I had it from my father.
O, very mad, exceeding mad, in love too:Chamberlain
But he would bite none; just as I do now,
He would kiss you twenty with a breath.
Well said, my lord.SANDS
So, now you're fairly seated. Gentlemen,
The penance lies on you, if these fair ladies
Pass away frowning.
For my little cure,CARDINAL WOLSEY
Let me alone.
Hautboys. Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, and takes his state
You're welcome, my fair guests: that noble lady,SANDS CARDINAL WOLSEY
Or gentleman, that is not freely merry,
Is not my friend: this, to confirm my welcome;
And to you all, good health.
My Lord Sands,SANDS
I am beholding to you: cheer your neighbours.
Ladies, you are not merry: gentlemen,
Whose fault is this?
The red wine first must riseANNE SANDS ANNE SANDS
In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em
Talk us to silence.
I told your grace they would talk anon.CARDINAL WOLSEY Chamberlain
Drum and trumpet, chambers discharged
Look out there, some of ye.CARDINAL WOLSEY
What warlike voice,Chamberlain Servant
And to what end is this? Nay, ladies, fear not;
By all the laws of war you're privileged.
A noble troop of strangers;CARDINAL WOLSEY
For so they seem: they've left their barge and landed;
And hither make, as great ambassadors
From foreign princes.
Good lord chamberlain,Chamberlain
Go, give 'em welcome; you can speak the French tongue;
And, pray, receive 'em nobly, and conduct 'em
Into our presence, where this heaven of beauty
Shall shine at full upon them. Some attend him.
Exit Chamberlain, attended. All rise, and tables removedYou have now a broken banquet; but we'll mend it.
A good digestion to you all: and once more
I shower a welcome on ye; welcome all.
Hautboys. Enter KING HENRY VIII and others, as masquers, habited like shepherds, ushered by the Chamberlain. They pass directly before CARDINAL WOLSEY, and gracefully salute himA noble company! what are their pleasures?
Because they speak no English, thus they pray'dCARDINAL WOLSEY
To tell your grace, that, having heard by fame
Of this so noble and so fair assembly
This night to meet here, they could do no less
Out of the great respect they bear to beauty,
But leave their flocks; and, under your fair conduct,
Crave leave to view these ladies and entreat
An hour of revels with 'em.
Say, lord chamberlain,KING HENRY VIII CARDINAL WOLSEY Chamberlain CARDINAL WOLSEY
They have done my poor house grace; for which I pay 'em
A thousand thanks, and pray 'em take their pleasures.
They choose Ladies for the dance. KING HENRY VIII chooses ANNE
Pray, tell 'em thus much from me:Chamberlain
There should be one amongst 'em, by his person,
More worthy this place than myself; to whom,
If I but knew him, with my love and duty
I would surrender it.
I will, my lord.CARDINAL WOLSEY Chamberlain
Whispers the Masquers
Such a one, they all confess,CARDINAL WOLSEY KING HENRY VIII
There is indeed; which they would have your grace
Find out, and he will take it.
Ye have found him, cardinal:CARDINAL WOLSEY KING HENRY VIII Chamberlain
UnmaskingYou hold a fair assembly; you do well, lord:
You are a churchman, or, I'll tell you, cardinal,
I should judge now unhappily.
An't please your grace, Sir Thomas Bullen's daughter--KING HENRY VIII
The Viscount Rochford,--one of her highness' women.
By heaven, she is a dainty one. Sweetheart,CARDINAL WOLSEY LOVELL CARDINAL WOLSEY KING HENRY VIII CARDINAL WOLSEY KING HENRY VIII
I were unmannerly, to take you out,
And not to kiss you. A health, gentlemen!
Let it go round.
Lead in your ladies, every one: sweet partner,
I must not yet forsake you: let's be merry:
Good my lord cardinal, I have half a dozen healths
To drink to these fair ladies, and a measure
To lead 'em once again; and then let's dream
Who's best in favour. Let the music knock it.
Exeunt with trumpets
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