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We have feen him fet 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 confcience, put unwittingly? For footh, an inventory, thus importing,The feveral parcels of his plate, his treasure, Rich ftuffs, and ornaments of household; which I find at fuch proud rate, that it out-speaks Poffeffion of a subject.

It's heaven's will;

NOR.
Some spirit put this paper
To bless your eye withal.

K. HEN.

in the packet,

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If we did think

His contemplation were above the earth,
And fix'd on fpiritual object, he fhould ftill
Dwell in his musings; but, I am afraid,
His thinkings are below the moon, not worth
His ferious confidering.

[He takes his feat; and whispers LOVELL, who
goes to WOLSEY.

WOL.

Heaven forgive me!

Ever God bless your highness!

K. HEN.

Good my lord,

You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inven

tory

Of your beft graces in your mind; the which
You were now running o'er: you have fcarce time
To fteal from fpiritual leifure a brief span,
To keep your earthly audit: Sure, in that
I deem you an ill husband; and am glad
To have you therein my companion.

WOL

Sir,

For holy offices I have a time; a time
To think upon the part of bufinefs, which
I bear i'the ftate; and nature does require
Her times of preservation, which, perforce,
I her frail fon, amongst my brethren mortal,
Muft give my tendance to.

K. HEN,

You have faid well.

WOL. And ever may your highnefs yoke together, As I will lend you caufe, my doing well

With my well faying!

K. HEN.

'Tis well faid again;

And 'tis a kind of good deed, to fay well:

And yet words are no deeds. My father lov'd you:
He faid, he did; and with his deed did crown
His word upon you. Since I had my office,
I have kept you next my heart; have not alone
Employ'd you where high profits might come home,
But par'd my present havings, to bestow

My bounties upon you.

WOL.

What fhould this mean?

SUR. The Lord increase this bufinefs!

K. HEN.

[Afide.

Have I not made you

The prime man of the ftate? I pray you, tell me,
If what I now pronounce, you have found true :
And, if you may confefs it, fay withal,.
If you are bound to us, or no. What fay you?

WOL. My fovereign, I confefs, your royal graces, Shower'd on me daily, have been more, than could My studied purposes requite; which went

Beyond all man's endeavours :-my endeavours

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Beyond all man's endeavours:] The fenfe is, my purposes went beyond all human endeavour. I purpofed for your honour more than it falls within the compass of man's nature to attempt.

JOHNSON,

Have ever come too fhort of my defires,
Yet, fil'd with my abilities: 3 Mine own ends
Have been mine fo, that evermore they pointed
To the good of your moft facred perfon, and
The profit of the ftate. For your great graces
Heap'd upon me, poor undeferver, I

Can nothing render but allegiant thanks;
My prayers to heaven for you; my loyalty,
Which ever has, and ever shall be growing,
Till death, that winter, kill it.

K. HEN.

Fairly answer'd; A loyal and obedient fubject is

Therein illuftrated: The honour of it
Does pay the act of it; as, i'the contrary,
The foulness is the punishment. I prefume,
That, as my hand has open'd bounty to you,
My heart dropp'd love, my power rain'd honour,

more

On you, than any; fo your hand, and heart,
Your brain, and every function of your power,
Should, notwithstanding that your bond of duty,
As 'twere in love's particular, be more
To me, your friend, than any.

I am rather inclined to think, that which refers to "royal graces;" which, fays Wolfey, no human endeavour could requite.

MALONE.

3 Yet, fil'd with my abilities:] My endeavours, though less than my defires, have fil'd, that is, have gone an equal pace with my abilities. JOHNSON.

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"Where others tell fteps with me." STEEVENS.

4 notwithstanding that your bond of duty, ] Befides the general bond of duty, by which you are obliged to be a loyal and obedient fubject, you owe a particular devotion of yourself to me, as your particular benefactor. JOHNSON.

WOL.

I do profess,

That for your highnefs' good I ever labour'd More than mine own; that am, have, and will be.5 Though all the world fhould crack their duty to

you,

And throw it from their foul; though perils did
Abound, as thick as thought could make them, and
Appear in forms more horrid; yet my duty,
As doth a rock against the chiding flood,"
Should the approach of this wild river break,
And ftand unfhaken yours.

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K. HEN. 'Tis nobly spoken: Take notice, lords, he has a loyal breast, For you have feen him open't.-Read o'er this; [ Giving him papers.

5 · that am, have, and will be.] I can find no meaning in these words, or fee how they are connected with the reft of the fentence; and fhould therefore ftrike them out. M. MASON.

I fuppofe, the meaning is, that, or fuch a man, I am, have been, and will ever be. Our author has many hard and forced expreffions in his plays; but many of the hardneffes in the piece before us appear to me of a different colour from those of Shakspeare Perhaps, however, a line following this has been loft; for in the old copy there is no ftop at the end of this line; and indeed I have fome doubt whether a comma ought not to be placed at it, rather than a full point. MALONE.

6 As doth a rock against the chiding flood,] So, in our author's

116th Sonnet:

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"That looks on tempefts, and is never fhaken.”

The chiding flood is the refounding flood. So, in the verfes, in commendation of our author, by J. M. S. prefixed to the folio,

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there plays a fair

"But chiding fountain."

See Vol. XIII. p. 345, n. 9. MALONE.

See alfo Vol. VII. p. 128, n. 6. STEEVENS,
"Ille, velut pelagi rupes immota, refiftit."

En. VII. 586. S. W.

And, after, this: and then to breakfast, with
What appetite you have.

[Exit King, frowning upon Cardinal Wolfev; the Nobles throng after him, fmiling, and whif pering.

WOL.
What fhould this mean?
What fudden anger's this? how have I reap'd it?
He parted frowning from me, as if ruin

Leap'd from his eyes: So looks the chafed lion
Upon the daring huntfman that has gali'd him;
Then makes him nothing. I muft read this paper;
I fear, the story of his anger.-'Tis so ;
This paper has undone me:

- 'Tis the account

Of all that world of wealth I have drawn together
For mine own ends; indeed, to gain the popedom,
And fee my friends in Rome. Ŏ negligence,
Fit for a fool to fall by! What crofs devil
Made me put this main fecret in the packet
I fent the king? Is there no way to cure this?
No new device to beat this from his brains?
I know, 'twill ftir him ftrongly; Yet I know
A way, if it take right, in fpite of fortune
Will bring me off again. What's this-To the Pope?
The letter, as I live, with all the business

I writ to his holinefs. Nay then, farewell!

I have touch'd the higheft point of all my greatnefs; '

And, from that full meridian of my glory,
I hafte now to my fetting: I fhall fall

"I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness; ] So, in Marlowe's K. Edward II:

"Base fortune, now I fee that in thy wheel
"There is a poiut, to which when men aspire,
"They tumble headlong down. That point I touch'd ;
"And feing there was no place to mount up higher,
"Why fhould I grieve at my declining fall ?" MALONE.

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