Shakespeare, William / Fletcher, John · published 1623 · first performed or written 1613 [Jun] (Annals) history · King's Men T31 Popes, cardinals and the crown typicality 0.84 · 440 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T31: cardinal, pope, king, lord, majesty, holy, rome, france, church, lords.
How much me thinks, I could despise this man, But that I am bound in Charity against it. Those Articles, my Lord, are in the King's hand: But thus much, they are foul ones. So much fairer And spotless, shall mine Innocence arise, When the King knows my Truth. This cannot save you: I thank my Memory, I yet remember Some of these Articles, and out they shall. Now, if you can blush, and cry guilty Cardinal, You'll show a little Honesty. Speak on Sir, I dare your worst Objections: If I blush, It is to see a Nobleman want manners. I had rather want those, than my head; Have at you. First, that without the King's assent or knowledge, You wrought to be a Legate, by which power You maimed the jurisdiction of all Bishops. Then, That in all you writ to Rome, or else To Foreign Princes, Ego & Rex meus Was still inscribed: in which you brought the King To be your Servant. Then, that without the knowledge Either of King or Council, when you went Ambassador to the Emperor, you made bold To carry into Flanders, the Great Seal. Item, You sent a large Commission To Gregory de Cassado, to conclude Without the Kings will, or the State's allowance, A League between his Highness, and Ferrara. That out of mere Ambition, you have caused Your holy-Hat to be stamped on the King's Coin. Then, That you have sent innumerable substance, (By what means got, I leave to your own conscience) To furnish Rome, and to prepare the ways You have for Dignities, to the mere undooing Of all the Kingdom. Many more there are, Which since they are of you, and odious, I will not taint my mouth with. O my Lord, Press not a falling man too far: 'tis Virtue: His faults lye open to the Lawes, let em (Not you) correct him. My heart weeps to see him So little, of his great Self. I forgive him. Lord Cardinal, the King's further pleasure is, Because all those things you have done of late By your power Legative within this Kingdom, Fall into ' th' compass of a Praemunire; That therefore such a Writ be sued against you, To forfeit all your Goods, Lands, Tenements, Castles, and whatsoever, and to be Out of the King's protection. This is my Charge. And so we'll leave you to your Meditations How to live better. For your stubborn answer About the giving back the Great Seal to us, The King shall know it, and (no doubt) shall thank you. So far you well, my little good Lord Cardinal.
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How much me thinkes, I could deſpiſe this man, But that I am bound in Charitie againſt it. Thoſe Articles, my Lord, are in the Kings hand: But thus much, they are foule ones. So much fairer And ſpotleſſe, ſhall mine Innocence ariſe, When the King knowes my Truth. This cannot ſaue you: I thanke my Memorie, I yet remember Some of theſe Articles, and out they ſhall. Now, if you can bluſh, and crie guiltie Cardinall, You'l ſhew a little Honeſtie. Speake on Sir, I dare your worſt Obiections: If I bluſh, It is to ſee a Nobleman want manners. I had rather want thoſe, then my head; Haue at you. Firſt, that without the Kings aſſent or knowledge, You wrought to be a Legate, by which power You maim'd the Iuriſdiction of all Biſhops. Then, That in all you writ to Rome, or elſe To Forraigne Princes, Ego & Rex meus Was ſtill inſcrib'd: in which you brought the King To be your Seruant. Then, that without the knowledge Either of King or Councell, when you went Ambaſſador to the Emperor, you made bold To carry into Flanders, the Great Seale. Item, You ſent a large Commiſſion To Gregory de Caſſado, to conclude Without the Kings will, or the States allowance, A League betweene his Highneſſe, and Ferrara. That out of meere Ambition, you haue caus'd Your holy-Hat to be ſtampt on the Kings Coine. Then, That you haue ſent inumerable ſubſtance, (By what meanes got, I leaue to your owne conſcience) To furniſh Rome, and to prepare the wayes You haue for Dignities, to the meere vndooing Of all the Kingdome. Many more there are, Which ſince they are of you, and odious, I will not taint my mouth with. O my Lord, Preſſe not a falling man too farre: 'tis Vertue: His faults lye open to the Lawes, let em (Not you) correct him. My heart weepes to ſee him So little, of his great Selfe. I forgiue him. Lord Cardinall, the Kings further pleaſure is, Becauſe all thoſe things you haue done of late By your power Legatiue within this Kingdome, Fall into' th' compaſſe of a Premunire; That therefore ſuch a Writ be ſued againſt you, To forfeit all your Goods, Lands, Tenements, Caſtles, and whatſoeuer, and to be Out of the Kings protection. This is my Charge. And ſo wee'l leaue you to your Meditations How to liue better. For your ſtubborne anſwer About the giuing backe the Great Seale to vs, The King ſhall know it, and (no doubt) ſhal thanke you. So fare you well, my little good Lord Cardinall.