When You See Me You Know Me (Henry the Eighth) · chunk 36 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 · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T31: cardinal, pope, king, lord, majesty, holy, rome, france, church, lords.
I am a weak Scholar my Lord, But on condition that your Highness, not these reverent Lords, Will take no exceptions at my woman's wit, I am content to hold them Argument: And first with reverence to his Majesty. Pray tell me, why would ye make the King believe. His Highness and the people under him, Are tied so strictly to obey the Pope? Because fair Queen he is God's Deputy. So are all Kings; and God himself commands The King to rule, and people to obey. And both to love and honour him: But you that are sworn servants unto Rome, How are ye faithful subjects to the King, When first ye screw the Pope then after him? madam these are that sects of Lutherans, That makes your Highness so mistake the Scriptures, Your slender arguments thus answered Before the King, God must be 'tis true, but pray ye answer this: Suppose, the King by Proclamation, Commanded you and every of To spurn against the pope's authority: Ye know the Scripture binds ye to obey him, But this I think, if that his Grace did so, Your slight obedience all the world should know. Godsmother Kate, thou'dst touched them there, What say ye to that Bonner? Were it to any but her Majesty, These questions were confuted easily. Pray tell the King then, what Scripture have ye, To teach religion in an unknown language? Instruct the ignorant to kneel to Saints, By barefoot pilgrimage to visit shrines, For money to release from Purgatory, The vildest villain, thief, or murderer, All this the people must believe you can, Such is the dregs of Rome's religion. ay, those are the speeches of those heretics, Cranmer, Ridley, and blunt Lattimer, That daily rail against his Holiness, Filling the land with hateful heresies. Nay be not angry, nor mistake them Lords, What they have said or done, was mildly followed, As by their Articles are evident. Where are those Articles Kate? I'll go and fetch them to your Majesty, And pray your Highness view them graciously. Go fetch them Kate: a sirta, we have women doctors, Now I see, Mother a God, here's a fine world the whilst, That twixt so many men's opinions, The holy Scriptures must be banded thus. God grant it breed no farther detriment, Unto your crown and sacred dignity: They that would alter thus Religion, I fear they scarcely love your royal person. Ha! take heed what you say Gardener. My love and duty to your Majesty, Bids me be bold to speak my conscience, Unless your safety and your life they hate, Why should they daily thus disturb the state. To smooth the face of false rebellion, Proud traitors will pretend religion. For under colour of reformation The upstart followers of Wickliff's doctrine, In the fift Henry's days arise in arms: And had nor diligent care prevented them, Their powers had suddenly surprised the King. And good my Liege who knows their proud intent, That thus rebel against your government.
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I am a weake Scholler my Lord, But on conditiō that your Highnesse, not these reuerent Lords, Will take no exceptions at my womans wit, I am content to holde them Argument: And first with reuerence to his Maiestie. Pray tell me, why would ye make the King beleeue. His Highnesse and the people vnder him, Are tyde so stictly to obay the Pope? Because faire Queene he is Gods Deputie. So are all Kings; and God himselfe commaunds The King to rule, and people to obay. And both to loue and honour him: But you that are sworne seruants vnto Rome, How are ye faithfull sbiects to the King, When first ye scrue the Pope then after him? Madame these are that sectes of Lutherans, That makes your Highnesse so mistake the Scriptures, Your slender arguments thus aunswered Before the King, God . Tis true, but pray ye answere this: Suppose, the King by Proclamation, Commaunded you and , To spurne against the Popes authoritie: Yee know the Scripture binds yee to obey him, But this I thinke, if that his Grace did so, Your slight obedience all the world should know. Gods-mother Kate, thoust toucht them there, What say yee to that Bonner? Were it to any but her Maiestie, These questions were confuted easily. Pray tell the King then, what Scripture haue yee, To teach religion in an vnknowne language? Instruct the ignorant to kneele to Saints, By bare-foote pilgrimage to visite shrines, For mony to release from Purgatorie, The vildest villaine, theefe, or murderer, All this the people must beleeue you can, Such is the dregs of Romes religion. I, those are the speeches of those hereticks, Cranmer, Ridley, and blunt Lattimer, That dayly raile against his Hollynesse, Filling the land with hatefull herefies. Nay be not angry, nor mistake them Lords, What they haue said or done, was mildly followed, As by their Articles are euident. Where are those Articles Kate? Ile goe and fetch them to your Maiestie, And pray your Highnesse view them gratiously. Go fetch them Kate: a sirta, we haue womē doctors, Now I see, Mother a God, here's a fine world the whilste, That twixt so many mens opinions, The holy Scriptures must be banded thus. God graunt it breede no farther detriment, Vnto your crowne and sacred dignite: They that would alter thus Religion, I feare they scarcely loue your toyall person. Ha▪ take heed what you say Gardiner. My loue and dutie to your Maiestie, Bids me be bolde to speake my conscience, Vnlesse your sasetie and your life they hate, Why should they dayly thus disturbe the state. To smooth the face of false rebellion, Proude traytors will pretend religion. For vnder colour of reformation The vpstart followers of Wickcliffes doctrine, In the fift Henries dayes arise in armes: And had nor dilligent care preuented them, Their powres had sodainely surprisd the King. And good my Leege who knows their proud intent, That thus rebell against your gouernment.