TPTT The Famous History of the Life of Henry the Eighth: ACT V
Introduction
THE PROLOGUE
ACT I
ACT II
ACT III
ACT IV
ACT V
SCENE I. London. A gallery in the palace.
SCENE II. Before the council-chamber. Pursuivants, Pages, &c. attending.
SCENE III. The Council-Chamber.
SCENE IV. The palace yard.
SCENE V. The palace.
EPILOGUE
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SCENE II. Before the council-chamber. Pursuivants, Pages, &c. attending.
Enter CRANMER
CRANMER
      I hope I am not too late; and yet the gentleman,
      That was sent to me from the council, pray'd me
      To make great haste. All fast? what means this? Ho!
      Who waits there? Sure, you know me?
Enter Keeper
Keeper
5     Yes, my lord;
      But yet I cannot help you.
CRANMER
      Why?
Enter DOCTOR BUTTS
Keeper
      Your grace must wait till you be call'd for.
CRANMER
      So.
DOCTOR BUTTS
10    (Aside) This is a piece of malice. I am glad
      I came this way so happily: the king
      Shall understand it presently.
Exit
CRANMER
      (Aside) 'Tis Butts,
      The king's physician: as he pass'd along,
15    How earnestly he cast his eyes upon me!
      Pray heaven, he sound not my disgrace! For certain,
      This is of purpose laid by some that hate me--
      God turn their hearts! I never sought their malice--
      To quench mine honour: they would shame to make me
20    Wait else at door, a fellow-counsellor,
      'Mong boys, grooms, and lackeys. But their pleasures
      Must be fulfill'd, and I attend with patience.
Enter the KING HENRY VIII and DOCTOR BUTTS at a window above
DOCTOR BUTTS
      I'll show your grace the strangest sight--
KING HENRY VIII
      What's that, Butts?
DOCTOR BUTTS
25    I think your highness saw this many a day.
KING HENRY VIII
      Body o' me, where is it?
DOCTOR BUTTS
      There, my lord:
      The high promotion of his grace of Canterbury;
      Who holds his state at door, 'mongst pursuivants,
30    Pages, and footboys.
KING HENRY VIII
      Ha! 'tis he, indeed:
      Is this the honour they do one another?
      'Tis well there's one above 'em yet. I had thought
      They had parted so much honesty among 'em
35    At least, good manners, as not thus to suffer
      A man of his place, and so near our favour,
      To dance attendance on their lordships' pleasures,
      And at the door too, like a post with packets.
      By holy Mary, Butts, there's knavery:
40    Let 'em alone, and draw the curtain close:
      We shall hear more anon.
Exeunt
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