FIRST GENTLEMAN
You’re well met once again.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
So are you.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
You come to take your stand here and behold
The Lady Anne pass from her coronation?
SECOND GENTLEMAN
all my business. At our last encounter,
The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
very true. But that time offered sorrow,
This, general joy.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
well. The citizens,
I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds,
As, let ’em have their rights, they are ever forward
In celebration of this day with shows,
Pageants, and sights of honour.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
Never greater,
Nor, I’ll assure you, better taken, sir.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
May I be bold to ask what that contains,
That paper in your hand?
FIRST GENTLEMAN
Yes, the list
Of those that claim their offices this day
By custom of the coronation.
The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims
To be High Steward; next, the Duke of Norfolk,
He to be Earl Marshal. You may read the rest.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
I thank you, sir. Had I not known those customs,
I should have been beholding to your paper.
But I beseech you, what’s become of Katherine,
The Princess Dowager? How goes her business?
FIRST GENTLEMAN
That I can tell you too. The Archbishop
Of Canterbury, accompanied with other
Learned and reverend fathers of his order,
Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off
From Ampthill where the Princess lay; to which
She was often cited by them, but appeared not;
And, to be short, for not appearance and
The King’s late scruple, by the main assent
Of all these learned men she was divorced,
And the late marriage made of none effect;
Since which she was removed to Kimbolton,
Where she remains now sick.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
Alas, good lady!
SECOND GENTLEMAN
The trumpets sound. Stand close. The Queen is coming.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
A royal train, believe me. These I know.
Who’s that that bears the sceptre?
FIRST GENTLEMAN
Marquess Dorset,
And that the Earl of Surrey with the rod.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
A bold brave gentleman. That should be
The Duke of Suffolk.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
the same: High Steward.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
And that my Lord of Norfolk?
FIRST GENTLEMAN
Yes.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
Heaven bless !
the sweetest face I ever looked on.
Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel.
Our King has all the Indies in his arms,
And more, and richer, when he strains that lady.
I cannot blame his conscience.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
They that bear
The cloth of honour over her are four barons
Of the Cinque Ports.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
Those men are happy, and so are all are near her.
I take it she that carries up the train
Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
It is, and all the rest are countesses.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
And sometimes falling ones.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
No more of that.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
God save you, sir. Where have you been broiling?
THIRD GENTLEMAN
Among the crowds i’ th’ Abbey, where a finger
Could not be wedged in more. I am stifled
With the mere rankness of their joy.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
You saw
The ceremony?
THIRD GENTLEMAN
That I did.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
How was it?
THIRD GENTLEMAN
Well worth the seeing.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
Good sir, speak it to us.
THIRD GENTLEMAN
As well as I am able. The rich stream
Of lords and ladies, having brought the Queen
To a prepared place in the choir, fell off
A distance from her, while her Grace sat down
To rest a while, some half an hour or so,
In a rich chair of state, opposing freely
The beauty of her person to the people.
Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman
That ever lay by man, which when the people
Had the full view of, such a noise arose
As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest,
As loud and to as many tunes. Hats, cloaks,
Doublets, I think, flew up, and had their faces
Been loose, this day they had been lost. Such joy
I never saw before. Great-bellied women
That had not half a week to go, like rams
In the old time of war, would shake the press
And make ’em reel before ’em. No man living
Could say “This is my wife” there, all were woven
So strangely in one piece.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
But what followed?
THIRD GENTLEMAN
At length her Grace rose, and with modest paces
Came to the altar, where she kneeled and saintlike
Cast her fair eyes to heaven and prayed devoutly;
Then rose again and bowed her to the people,
When by the Archbishop of Canterbury
She had all the royal makings of a queen,
As holy oil, Edward Confessor’s crown,
The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems
Laid nobly on her; which performed, the choir,
With all the choicest music of the kingdom,
Together sung Te Deum. So she parted,
And with the same full state paced back again
To York Place, where the feast is held.
FIRST GENTLEMAN
Sir,
You must no more call it “York Place”, that’s past;
For since the Cardinal fell, that title’s lost.
now the King’s, and called “Whitehall”.
THIRD GENTLEMAN
I know it,
But so lately altered that the old name
Is fresh about me.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
What two reverend bishops
Were those that went on each side of the Queen?
THIRD GENTLEMAN
Stokesley and Gardiner, the one of Winchester,
Newly preferred from the King’s secretary;
The other, London.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
He of Winchester
Is held no great good lover of the Archbishop’s,
The virtuous Cranmer.
THIRD GENTLEMAN
All the land knows that.
However, yet there is no great breach. When it comes,
Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
Who may that be, I pray you?
THIRD GENTLEMAN
Thomas Cromwell,
A man in much esteem with th’ King, and truly
A worthy friend. The King has made him
Master o’ th’ Jewel House,
And one already of the Privy Council.
SECOND GENTLEMAN
He will deserve more.
THIRD GENTLEMAN
Yes, without all doubt.
Come, gentlemen, shall go my way,
Which is to th’ court, and there shall be my guests,
Something I can command. As I walk ,
I’ll tell more.
BOTH
You may command us, sir.