When You See Me You Know Me (Henry the Eighth) · chunk 34 of 48
Rowley, Samuel · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) history · Prince Henry's Men T31 Popes, cardinals and the crown typicality 0.82 · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T31: cardinal, pope, king, lord, majesty, holy, rome, france, church, lords.
Your Grace doth honour me with kind acceptance, Yet one thing more, I do beseech your Excellence To deign, to Patronize this homely work, Which I unto your Grace have dedicated. What is the Title? The Acts of the holy Apostles turned into verse, Which I have set in several parts to sing, Worthy Acts, and worthily in you remembered. I'll peruse them, and satisfy your pains, And have them sung within my father's Chapel. I thank ye both. Now I'll crave leave a while To be a little idle: pray let our linguists, French and Italians, tomorrow morn be ready, I must confer with them, or I shall lose My little practice. so God-den good Tutors. Health to your Highness, God increase your days: The hope of England, and of learning's praise. What have ye here my Lord of Winchester? Heretical and damned heresies, Precepts that Cranmer's wisdom taught the Prince, The Pope and we are held as heretics, What thinkst thou Bonner of this wavering age? As Seamen do of storms, yet hope for fair wether, by’r lady Gardener we must look about, The Protestants begin to gather head, Luther hath sown well, and England's ground Is fat and fertile to increase his seed, Here's lofty plants, what, bishops and Prelates, I nobility temporal, but we shall temper all At the return of our high Cardinal. Bonner 'tis true, but in mean time we must Prevent this rancour that now swells so big, That it must out or break, they have a dangerous head, And much I fear. What not the King I hope? 'tis doubtful he will bend, but sure Queen Katherine's a strong Lutheran hard ye not How in presence of the King and Cardinal, She did extirp against his Holiness. But had our English Cardinal once attained, The high possession of Saint Peter's Chair, Heed bar some tongues than now have scope too much, 'tis he must do't Gardener,' 'tis a perilous thing, Queen Katherin can do much with England's King. I Bonner, that's the sum of all, There must be no Queen, or the Abbeys fall, See where she comes with the king's Sister, And from the PRINCE's lodging, let's salute her. God morrow to your Majesty. God morrow to my reverent Lords of London and of Winchester, saw ye the King today? His Highness was not yet abroad this morning. But here we will attend his excellence. Come sister we'll go see his Majesty. We will attend ye Madam. Gentlemen set forward, God morrow Lords. Ill morrow must it be to you or us, Conspirators 'gainst men religious, Bonner, these Lutherans do conspire I see, And scoff the Pope and his supremacy. Let's strike in time then, and incense the King, And suddenly their stars to ruin bring: The Trumpets sounds, it seems the Queen is coming. we'll watch and take advantage cunningly. Where's Brandon? My liege. Come hither Kate.
seed 43: T38 · seed 44: T38 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Your Grace doth honor me with kind acceptance, Yet one thing more, I doebeseech your Excellence To daine, to Patronize this homely worke, Which I vnto your Grace haue dedicat. What is the Title? The Acts of the holy Apostles turn'd into verse, Which I haue set in seuerall to sing, Worthy Acts, and worthily in you remembred. Ile peruse them, and satisfie your pnes, And haue them sung within my fathers Chappell. I thanke yee both. Now Ile craue leaue a while To be a little ide: pray let our lingguistes, French and Italians, to morrow morne be ready, I must confer with them, or I shall lese My little practise. so God-den good utors. Healh to your Highnesse, God increase your dayes: The hope of England, and of learnings praise. What haue yee here my Lord of Winchester? Heriticall and damned heesies, Precepts that Crammers wisdome taught the Prince, The Pope and we are held as heritickes, What thinkst thou Bonner of this wouering age? As Sea-men do of stormes, yet hope for faire wether, Berlady Gardiner we must looke about, The Protestants begin to gather head, Luther hath sowne well, and Englands ground Is fatte and fertile to increase his seed, Heres lofue plants, what, bishops and Prelats, I nobilitie temporall, but we shall temper all At the returne of our high Cardinall. Bonner tis true, but in meane time we must Preuent this ranckor that now swels so big, That it must out or breake, they have a dangerous head, And much I feare. What not the King I hope? Tis doubtfull he will bend, but sure Queene Katherens a strong Lutheran hard yee not How in presence of the King an Cardinall, She did exsterp against his Holinesse. But had our English Cardinall once attaind, The high possession of Saint Peters Chaire, Heed barre some toungs than now haue scope too much, Tis he must doo't Gardiner, ' perilous thing, Queene Katherin can do much with Englands King. I Bonner, thats the summe of all, There must be no Queene, or the Abbies fall, See where she comes with the Kings Sister, And from the Princes lodging, lets salute her. God morrow to your Maiestie. God morrow to my reueent Lords of London and of Winchester, saw yee the King to day? His Highnesse was not yet abroade this morning. But here we will attend his excellence. Come sister weele go see his Maiestie. We will attend yee Maddam. Gentlemen set forward, God morrow Lords. Ill morrow must it be to you or vs, Conspirators gainst men religious, Bonner, these Lutherans do conspie I see, And scoffe the Pope and his supremacie. Lets strike in time then, and incense the King, And sodainly their stares to ruine bring: The Trumpets sounds, it seemes the Queene is comming. Weele watch and take aduantage cunningly. Wheres Brandon? My Leedge. Come hether Kate.