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Henry VIII

Act I, Scene 4

A Hall in York Place.
 
[Hautboys. A small table under a state for CARDINAL WOLSEY, a longer table for the guests. Then enter ANNE and divers other Ladies and Gentlemen as guests, at one door; at another door, enter GUILDFORD]
 
GUILDFORD
       ,          ,   2    ,         ,          ,
      Ladies,| a ge|neral wel|come from | his grace
          ,         ,           ,         ,     ,
      Salutes | ye all;| this night | he de|dicates
           ,         ,         ,      T    T   .   T
      To fair | content | and you:| none here he hopes
          ,          ,      ,              ,      ,        ->
      In all | this no|ble be|vy, has / brought with || her
       ,      ,      ,      2              ,        ,     2->
      One | care a|broad: he would | have^all | as mer||ry
           ,           ,   2      ,      ,           ,
      As first,| good com|pany, good | wine, good | welcome,
       T    T    T     ,
      Can make good | people.
 
[Enter Chamberlain, SANDS, and LOVELL]
      ,        ,             ,
      O my | lord, you're | tardy;  (tri with prev)
           ,       ,                  ,   ,     ,
      The ve|ry thought | of this / fair com|pany
         ,      ,       2
      Clapped wings / to me.
 
CHAMBERLAIN
                               2        ,           ,        ,
                            You are | young, Sir | Harry | Guildford.
 
SANDS
           ,       ,        ,         ,     ,
      Sir Tho|mas Lov|ell, had | the car|dinal
            ,        ,        ,      2        ,         ,
      But half | my lay | thoughts in him,| some of | these
      <-            ,       ,         ,         ,          ,
        Should || find a | running | banquet | ere they | rested,
          ,            ,         ,          ,        ,
      I think | would bet|ter please |'em: by | my life,
            ,        ,        ,  2         ,    ,
      They are | a sweet | soci|ety of / fair ones.
 
LOVELL
      ,     2         ,          ,         ,       ,
      O that your | lordship | were but | now con|fessor
          ,        ,         ,
      To one | or two | of these.
 
SANDS
                                      ,         ,
                                  I would | I were,
          2         ,     ,      ,
      They should find | easy | penance.
 
LOVELL
                                               ,     ,
                                        Faith^how | easy?
 
SANDS
          ,     ,       ,    ,       2     ,
      As ea|sy as | a down-|bed would af|ford it.
 
CHAMBERLAIN
              ,     3    3      ,          ,         ,
      Sweet* la|dies will it please | you sit;| Sir Har|ry
      <-  ,            ,      T     T    T           ,          ,
        Place || you that | side, I'll take | the charge | of this:
            ,         ,   2      ,                ,     ,
      His grace | is en|tering. Nay,| you must / not freeze,
           ,        ,        ,         ,       T   T   T
      Two^wo|men placed | toge|ther, makes | cold weather:
           ,      ,               ,           ,         ,       o
      My Lord | Sands, you | are one | will keep | 'em wa|king:    (hex with prev)
        T    T   .  T            ,
      Pray, sit between | these la|dies.
 
SANDS
                                          ,        ,
                                         By | my faith,
            ,            ,          2         ,     ,      ,
      And thank | your lord|ship: by your / leave sweet | ladies,
        2     ,          ,         x       ,         ,
      If I chance | to talk | a little | wild, for|give me:
         ,         ,        ,
      I had | it from | my fa|ther.
 
ANNE
                                      2      ,   ,
                                   Was he / mad sir?
 
SANDS
      ,    2     ,       ,         ,          ,
      O, very | mad, ex|ceeding | mad, in | love too*;  ??
       ,               ,      ,            ,       ,
      But he | would bite | none, just^|as I | do now,
        2        ,          ,    3    3     ,
      He would kiss | you twen|ty with a breath.
 
[Kisses her]
 
CHAMBERLAIN
                                                       ,         ,
                                                Well said | my lord:
          ,             ,      ,        ,      ,
      So now | you're fair|ly sea|ted. Gen|tlemen,
           ,         ,        ,      2        ,     ,
      The pe|nance lies | on you,| if these fair | ladies
        ,     ,    ,
      Pass a|way frow/ning.
 
SANDS
                                      ,        ,
                            For | my lit|tle cure,
       ,          ,
      Let me | alone.  \\
 
[Hautboys. Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, and takes his state]
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
              ,      2     ,       ,            ,       ,
      You're wel|come my fair | guests: that | noble | lady
          ,      ,        2    ,      ,       ,
      Or gen|tleman | that is not | freely | merry
          ,          ,       ,    2      ,        ,
      Is not | my friend.| This to con|firm my | welcome,
       ,    2       ,             ,
      And to you | all, good | health.
 
SANDS
                                               ,         ,
                                      Your | grace is | noble.
       ,         ,             ,          ,          ,
      Let me | have such | a bowl | may hold | my thanks,
            ,        ,          ,
      And save | me so | much^talk|ing.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                               ,    ,
                                        My / Lord Sands,
      ,   2    ,            ,      ,            ,
      I am be|holding | to you:| cheer your | neighbors.
       ,                  ,   ,       ,      ,
      Ladies | you are / not mer|ry; gen|tlemen,
        T     T    .   T
      Whose fault is this?
 
SANDS
                            .   T    T    T            ,
                           The red wine first | must rise
                   ,     ,          ,      ,    2          ,
      In their / fair cheeks | my lord,| then we shall | have 'em,
        ,    2      ,
      Talk us to | silence.
 
ANNE
                            ,     2     ,        ,
                           You are a | merry | gamester
           ,      ,
      My Lord | Sands.
 
SANDS
                       ,             T   T   T
                      Yes,/ if I | make my play:
         ,     2        ,     ,            ,         ,
      Here's to your | lady|ship, and | pledge it | madam:
            ,         ,        ,
      For 'tis | to such | a thing.
 
ANNE
                                        ,        ,       2->
                                   You can|not show || me.
 
SANDS
          ,           ,         2        ,      ,
      I told | your grace,| they would talk | anon.
 
[Drum and trumpet, chambers discharged]
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                                             ,
                                                    What's that?
 
CHAMBERLAIN
        T   T    T       ,    
      Look out there,| some of | ye.
 
[Exit Servant]
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                      ,     T   T    T
                                    What | warlike voice,
       ,    2        ,         T    T    T         ,    ___
      And to what | end is | this? Nay, la|dies, fear | not;  (hex with prev)
          ,          ,        ,            ,      ,
      By all | the laws | of war | you're pri|vileged.
 
[Re-enter Servant]
 
CHAMBERLAIN
           ,           x
      How now,| what is it?
 
SERVANT
                               ,       ,          ,        o
                            A no|ble troop | of stran|gers,
           ,          ,              ,            ,          ,      o
      For so | they seem:| they've left | their barge | and lan|ded,   (hex with prev)
           ,        ,         ,        ,      ,
      And hi|ther make,| as great | ambas|sadors
            ,         ,
      From fo|reign prin|ces.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                               ,      ,    ,
                             Good | lord cham/berlain,
       T    T    .  T         ,          ,          ,      ,
      Go, give 'em wel|come; you | can speak the French tongue  ????
            ,        ,         ,       ,         ,       ->
      And pray | receive |'em no|bly, and | conduct ||'em
       ,   2     ,    ,         2          x          ,
      In|to our pre|sence, where this | heaven of | beauty
              ,          ,      ,              2     ,   ,
      Shall shine | at full | upon | them. Some at/tend him.  ??
 
[Exit Chamberlain, attended. All rise, and tables removed]
            ,       2   ,       ,         ,              x
      You have | now a bro|ken ban|quet; but | we'll mend it.
          ,       ,    ,    2       ,                ,
      A good | diges|tion to you | all: and | once^more
         ,     2   ,        ,        ,        ,
      I sho|wer a wel|come on | ye: wel|come all.
         ,      ,    ,      ,     2          ,
      A no|ble com|pany:| what are their | pleasures?
 
[Hautboys. Enter KING HENRY VIII and others, as masquers, habited like shepherds, ushered by the Chamberlain. They pass directly before CARDINAL WOLSEY, and gracefully salute him]
 
CHAMBERLAIN
          ,            ,         ,          ,            ,
      Because | they speak | no Eng|lish, thus | they prayed
           ,           ,           ,        ,          ,
      To tell | your grace:| that ha|ving heard | by fame
        2      ,    ,           ,     ,      ,
      Of this so | noble | and so | fair as|sembly,
             ,          ,      ,                ,        ,
      This night | to meet | here they | could do | no less,
        ,    2        ,        ,            ,         ,
      (Out of the | great re|spect they | bear to | beauty)
            ,              ,          ,    2              ,   ,
      But leave | their flocks,| and un|der your fair* / conduct  ??
        T     T    .   T           ,        ,        ,
      Crave leave to view | these la|dies, and | entreat
           ,        ,        ,
      An hour | of re|vels with |'em.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                      ,      ,    ,
                                     Say,| lord cham/berlain,
        ,           ,         T    T     T
      They have | done my | poor house grace:
            ,        ,      2    ,          ,
      For which | I pay |'em a thou|sand thanks,
            ,         ,            ,        o
      And pray |'em take | their plea|sures.   (tetra with prev two)
 
[They choose Ladies for the dance. KING HENRY VIII chooses ANNE]
 
KING HENRY VIII
           ,         ,      ,        ,          ,     ->
      The fai|rest hand | I e|ver touched:| O beau||ty,
        ,     ,       ,        ,         oo
      Till | now I | never | knew thee.|
 
[Music. Dance]
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
           ,
      My lord.
 
CHAMBERLAIN
                     ,
              Your grace.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                 ,      2       ,          ,
                         Pray* tell |'em thus^much | from me:
               ,         ,        ,         ,        ,      ->
      There should | be one | amongst |'em by | his per||son
        ,     ,              ,         2    ,         ,
      More | worthy | this place | than myself,| to whom
        ,           ,           ,         ,         ,    ->
      (If I | but knew | him) with | my love | and du||ty
      ,        2    ,       ,
      I | would surren|der it.
 
CHAMBERLAIN
                                  ,         ,
                              I will | my lord.
 
[Whispers the Masquers]
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
            ,      T
      What say | they?
 
CHAMBERLAIN
                       T  .  T          ,         ,
                     Such a one,| they all | confess
             ,       ,            ,            ,           ,
      There is | indeed,| which they | would have | your grace
            ,         ,            x
      Find^out,| and he | will take it.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                         ,        ,
                                        Let me | see then,
          ,                    ,    ,    2       ,           ,
      By all | your good* / leaves gen|tlemen; here | I'll make
          ,        ,
      My roy|al choice.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                          2       ,          ,     ,
                        Ye have found | him car|dinal,
 
[Unmasking]
            ,        ,       ,          2       ,    ,
      You hold | a fair | assem|bly; you do / well lord.
       ,     2      ,          ,          ,         ,   2
      You are a | churchman,| or I'll | tell you | cardinal,
                   ,    ,       ,    2
      I should / judge now | unhap|pily.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                        ,        ,
                                        I | am glad
             ,          ,          ,      2
      Your grace | is grown | so plea|sant.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                                ,      ,    2
                                           My lord | chamberlain,
       ,              ,                ,   ,        ,
      Prithee | come hi|ther, what / fair la|dy's that?
 
CHAMBERLAIN
         2      ,            ,
      And it please | your grace,
      <-     ,       ,          ,                ,   ,       ,     ->
        Sir Tho|mas Bul|len's daugh||ter, the / Viscount | Rochford,
       ,             ,          ,    ->
      One of | her high||ness' wo|men.
 
KING HENRY VIII
       ,    ,        ,    2      ,        T     T    T
      By | heaven | she is a | dainty || one. Sweetheart,  (pickup)
      ,           ,      ,        ,         ,
      I were | unman|nerly,| to take | you out,
           ,         ,                ,    ,      ,
      And not | to kiss | you. A / health gen|tlemen,
       ,            ,     oo
      Let it | go round.|     (picked up)
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
           ,       ,        ,        ,        ,     3->
      Sir Tho|mas Lo|vell, is | the ban|quet rea||dy
        3     ,       ,
      In the pri|vy cham|ber?
 
LOVELL
                              ,         ,
                             Yes,| my lord.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                                   ,
                                            Your grace
          ,          ,    ,    2     ,        ,
      I fear,| with dan|cing is a | little | heated.
 
KING HENRY VIII
          ,          ,
      I fear | too much.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                  ,       ,         ,
                        There's fresh|er air | my lord,
                 ,    ,
      In the / next cham|ber.   \\
 
KING HENRY VIII
        ,    2        ,        ,       ,            ,
      Lead in your | ladies | every | one: sweet*| partner,
       2      ,     ,        ,          ,         ,
      I must not | yet for|sake you:| let's be | merry:
        ,    2        ,   2      2       ,       ,        ,
      Good my lord | cardinal:| I have half | a do|zen healths,
           ,       2        ,     ,        ,       ,
      To drink | to these fair | ladies,| and a | measure
           ,         ,       ,          ,            ,
      To lead |'em once | again,| and then | let's^dream
              ,        ,       ,         ,          x
      Who's best | in fa|vor. Let | the mu|sic knock it.
 
[Exeunt with trumpets]

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