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Henry VIII

Act III, Scene 2

Ante-chamber to KING HENRY VIII's apartment.
 
[Enter NORFOLK, SUFFOLK, SURREY, and Chamberlain]
 
NORFOLK
          ,          ,       ,         ,          ,
      If you | will now | unite | in your | complaints,
            ,       ,      2     ,       ,         ,   2
      And force | them with a | constan|cy, the | cardinal
          ,      ,    ,             ,         ,
      Cannot | stand und/er them.| If you | omit
            x          ,      ,        ,        ,
      The offer | of this | time, I | cannot | promise,
       ,          ,       2      ,          ,       ,
      But that | you shall sus|tain more*| new dis|graces,
             ,           ,       ,
      With these | you bear | alrea|dy.
 
SURREY
                                        ,       ,      2->
                                        I | am joy||ful
           ,          ,        ,         ,          ,       2->
      To meet | the least | occa|sion, that | may give || me
         ,          ,       ,     2    ,          ,
      Remem|brance of | my fath|er-in-law,| the duke,
          ,      ,       ,
      To be | reveng|ed on | him.
 
SUFFOLK
                                    ,       2      ,
                                  Which | of the peers
            ,     ,        ,        ,      2     ,
      Have un|contem|ned gone | by him,| or at least
         ,            ,         ,         ,       ,
      Strangely | neglect|ed? When | did he | regard
            ,         ,      ,        ,      x
      The stamp | of nob|leness | in an|y person
       ,    2      ,
      Out of him|self?
 
CHAMBERLAIN
                               ,            ,            ,
                        My | lords, you | speak your | pleasures:
        ,            ,         ,         ,       ,
      What he | deserves | of you | and me,| I know:
        ,            ,       ,            ,          ,
      What we | can do | to him |(though now | the time
             ,        ,       ,      ,     2       ,
      Gives^way | to us)| I much | fear. If you | cannot
       T   .   T  T      2      ,     ,          ,
      Bar his access | to the king,| never | attempt
      ,  2       ,            ,              ,    ,
      Anything^|on him:| for he | hath a / witchcraft
      ,   2        ,              ,
      Over the | king in | his tongue.
 
NORFOLK
                                           ,         ,
                                       O fear | him not,
            ,          ,        ,          ,           ,
      His spell | in that | is out:| the king | hath found
       ,           ,            ,        ,       ,
      Matter | against | him, that | for ev|er mars
           ,      ,         ,         ,         ,       ->
      The hon|ey of | his lang|uage. No,| he's set||tled
        ,      2      ,        ,         ,
      (Not | to come^off)| in his | displeas|ure.
 
SURREY
                                                   ,
                                                  Sir,
           ,          ,         ,           ,         ,
      I should | be glad | to hear | such^news | as this
        ,           ,
      Once ev|ery^hour.
 
NORFOLK
                           ,           ,         ,
                       Believe | it, this | is true.
       ,    2      ,          ,  ,          ,
      In the div|orce, his | contra/ry pro|ceedings
           ,       ,         ,       ,       ,
      Are all | unfold|ed: where|in he | appears,
         ,           ,         ,    ,
      As I | would wish | mine en|emy.
 
SURREY
                                             ,
                                       How came
            ,     ,         ,
      His prac|tices | to light?
 
SUFFOLK
                                         ,
                                 Most^strange|ly.
 
SURREY
                                                    ,      ,  ->
                                                 O how?|| How?
 
SUFFOLK
             ,   2        ,     3  3        ,       ,
      The | cardinal's | letters to the | pope mis|carried,
            ,      2     ,      2      ,          ,         ,
      And came | to the eye | of the king,| wherein | was read
       ,      2       ,   2      ,       ,          ,  2
      How that the | cardinal | did en|treat his | holiness
           ,          ,        ,      2    ,          ,
      To stay | the judg|ment of | the divorce;| for if
       .  T    T    T        ,          ,        ,
      It did take place,| I do |(quoth^he)| perceive
           ,        ,        ,      ,         ,
      My king | is tang|led in | affec|tion, to
          ,         2         ,      ,      ,     ,
      A creat|ure of the / queen's, La|dy Anne | Bullen.
 
SURREY
                  ,    ,
      Has the / king this?
 
SUFFOLK
                               ,
                           Believe | it.
 
SURREY
                                           ,           ,
                                         Will | this work?
 
CHAMBERLAIN
            ,         ,          ,           ,          ,
      The king | in this | perceives | him, how | he coasts
           ,             ,   ,         ,          ,
      And hed|ges his / own way.| But in | this point,
       ,           ,     ,          2        ,          ,
      All his | tricks found/er, and he | brings his | physic
       ,   2       ,            ,            ,      ,
      After his | patient's | death: the | king al|ready
            ,               ,   ,
      Hath mar|ried the / fair la|dy.
 
SURREY
                                        ,         ,
                                      Would | he had.
 
SUFFOLK
       ,            ,      ,          ,         ,
      May you | be hap|py in | your wish | my lord,
          ,        ,            x
      For I | profess | you have it.
 
SURREY
                                         ,        ,
                                    Now^all | my joy
        ,      2      ,
      Trace the con|junction.
 
SUFFOLK
                               ,    ,    2
                              My a|men to it.
 
NORFOLK
                                              ,
                                             All men's*.  ??
 
SUFFOLK
               ,       x      ,         ,    ,
      There's^ord|er given | for her | coro|nation:
       ,          2    ,          ,          ,         ,
      Marry | this is yet | but young,| and may | be left
       .   T    T   T     ,        ,         ,
      To some ears un|recount|ed. But | my lords
       ,          ,         ,         ,         ,
      She is | a gal|lant creat|ure, and | complete
           ,         ,        ,        ,           ,        2->
      In mind | and fea|ture. I | persuade | me, from || her
             ,           ,        ,          ,            ,
      Will fall | some^bles|sing to | this land,| which^shall
          ,       ,     ,
      In it | be mem|orized.
 
SURREY
                                  ,          ,
                            But will | the king
          ,          ,       ,        ,      ,
      Digest | this let|ter of | the card|inal's?
            ,        ,
      The Lord | forbid.
 
NORFOLK
                          ,   2   T
                         Marry a|men.
 
SUFFOLK
                                        T   T
                                       No, no:
             ,           ,            ,       ,          ,
      There be | more* wasps | that buzz | about | his nose,
             ,           ,          ,        ,    3  3     x
      Will make | this sting | the soon|er. Card|inal Campeius,
            x       ,         ,           ,         ,
      Is stolen | away | to Rome,| hath tane | no leave,
            ,          ,       2      ,       ,         ,
      Has left | the cause | of the king | unhand|led, and
           ,      ,        ,    2    ,     ,   2
      Is post|ed as | the ag|ent of our | cardinal,
          ,       ,          ,    ,   2     ,
      To sec|ond all | his plot.| I do as|sure you,
            ,      T    T   .   T
      The king | cried Ha, at this.
 
CHAMBERLAIN
                                        ,           x
                                  Now* God | incense him,
           ,         ,     ,   ,
      And let | him cry | Ha, loud/er.
 
NORFOLK
                                                 ,
                                       But^|my lord
        ,       ,     ,
      When re|turns Cran/mer?   \\   ????
 
SUFFOLK
       ,           ,         ,      ,          ,
      He is | returned | in his | opin|ions, which
            ,      ,          ,         ,        ,
      Have sat|isfied | the king | for his | divorce,
         ,              ,   ,       ,     ,
      Togeth|er with / all fam|ous col|leges
       ,            ,        ,     ,        2    ,
      Almost | in Christ|endom:| shortly |(I believe)
           ,       ,          ,         ,           ,
      His sec|ond mar|riage shall | be pub|lished, and
           ,    ,         ,           ,   ,
      Her cor|ona|tion. Kath|arine / no more
                    ,     ,           ,        ,    ,
      Shall be / called queen,| but prin|cess dow|ager,
           ,    2      ,      ,
      And wid|ow to Prince | Arthur.
 
NORFOLK
                                          ,      ,
                                   This same | Cranmer's
          ,      ,                     ,    ,    ,
      A worth|y fel|low, and hath // tane much pain
        2       ,      ,
      In the king's | business.
 
SUFFOLK
                                   ,         ,            x
                               He has,| and we | shall see him
       ,            ,   ,
      For it,| an arch|bishop.
 
NORFOLK
                                  ,       ,
                                 So | I hear.
 
SUFFOLK
            ,        ,
      'Tis so.| The card|inal.   \\
 
[Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY and CROMWELL]
 
NORFOLK
           ,         ,           ,   2
      Observe,| observe,| he's mood|y.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                              x       ,
                                       The packet | Cromwell*,
        ,      ,        ,
      Gave it you the king?   ????
 
CROMWELL
       ,        T    T    T        ,    ,
      To his | own hand, in | his bed|chamber.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
         ,          2     ,   ,    2       ,
      Looked he | of the in|side of the | paper?
 
CROMWELL
                                                   ,   2
                                                 Presently
          ,        ,           ,          ,           ,
      He did | unseal | them, and | the first | he viewed,
          ,         ,       ,   2     ,        ,
      He did | it with | a ser|ious mind:| a heed
           ,         ,      ,       T  T   T
      Was in | his count|enance.| You he bade
          ,          ,          ,
      Attend | him here | this morn|ing.  \\
  
CARDINAL WOLSEY
       ,       ,   2       ,      ,
      Is he | ready to | come a|broad?  \\
 
CROMWELL
          ,          ,        ,
      I think | by this | he is.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                  ,           ,
                                Leave me | awhile.
       ,          ,   2       ,           ,     ,
      It shall | be to the | Duchess | of Al|encon,
       .     T      T    T        ,          ,      ,
      The French king's sis|ter: he | shall mar|ry her.
        T    Tx     T     T   T   T     ,              ,  ->
      Anne Bullen? No:| I'll no Anne | Bullens || for him,
                ,      2            ,   ,          x
      There's more | in it than / fair vis|age. Bullen?
       T    T    T    ,          ,   2        ,
      No, we'll no | Bullens:| Speedily | I wish
           ,           ,          ,    2  ,        ,          2->
      To hear | from Rome.| The March|ioness | of Pem||broke*?
 
NORFOLK
            ,      ,
      He's dis|content|ed.
 
SUFFOLK
                           ,      2     ,           ,
                          May | be he hears | the king
             ,         ,      ,
      Does^whet | his ang|er to | him.
 
SURREY
                                        ,        ,
                                      Sharp | enough,
        ,     2       ,
      Lord for thy | justice.  \\
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
       .    T     T      Tx    ,
      The late queen's gentle|woman?
                                           ,        ,
                                     A knight's | daughter   ??
          ,        ,          ,                  ,       ,
      To be | her mist|ress' mist|ress? The / queen's, queen?
              x       T    T    T          ,             x
      This^candle | burns not clear,| 'tis I | must snuff it,
            ,         ,      ,        2      ,         ,   2
      Then out | it goes.| What though I | know her | virtuous
            ,       ,         ,        ,     ,
      And well | deserv|ing? Yet | I know | her for
          ,       ,     2          ,    ,         ,
      A splee|ny Luth|eran, and / not whole|some to
            ,           ,            ,      2     ,      ,
      Our cause,| that she | should lie | in the bos|om of
            ,     T     T   .  T                  ,    ,
      Our^hard-|ruled king. Again,| there is / sprung up
         ,    ,     .   T   T     T        ,
      A her|etic,| an arch one; Cran|mer, one
              ,       ,          ,      ,         ,
      Hath crawled | into | the fav|or of | the king,
           ,        ,   ,
      And is | his or|acle.
 
NORFOLK
                             2     ,          ,        2->
                           He is vexed | at some||thing.
 
SURREY
          ,             ,          ,            ,           ,
      I would |'twere some|thing that | would fret | the string,
           ,        ,      2      ,
      The mast|er-cord | on his heart.
 
[Enter KING HENRY VIII, reading of a schedule, and LOVELL]
 
SUFFOLK
                                            ,          ,
                                      The king,| the king.
 
KING HENRY VIII
             ,           ,       ,    2    ,    ,
      What piles | of wealth | hath he ac|cumu|lated
        2     ,     ,              ,        ,       2      ,
      To his own | portion?| And what | expense | by the hour
        ,          ,               ,      2      ,          ,
      Seems to | flow from | him? How,| in the name | of thrift,
        ,         ,            ,        ,         ,
      Does he | rake this | togeth|er? Now | my lords,
       ,             ,      ,
      Saw you | the card|inal?
 
NORFOLK
                                      ,     ,
                                 My lord,| we have
         ,            ,       ,             ,          ,      2->
      Stood here^|observ|ing him.| some* strange | commo||tion
          ,         ,          ,          ,           ,
      Is in | his brain:| he bites | his lip,| and starts,
        ,           ,         ,       ,           ,
      Stops on | a sud|den, looks | upon | the ground,
             ,         ,       ,        ,           ,
      Then lays | his fing|er on | his temp|le: straight
               ,             ,    ,           ,        ,
      Springs^out | into / fast gait,| then stops | again,
         ,             T     T    T      ,         ,
      Strikes his | breast hard, and | anon,| he casts
           ,        ,           ,      2        ,       ,
      His eye | against | the moon:| in most^strange | postures
        2       ,         ,         ,
      We have seen | him set | himself.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                         .  T    T   T
                                        It may well be,
        ,     2     ,    ,   2        ,          ,
      There is a | muti|ny in his | mind. This^|morning,
       ,            ,          ,         ,       ,
      Papers | of state | he sent | me, to | peruse
         ,        ,          ,          ,        ,
      As I | required:| and wot | you what | I found
        ,             ,            ,       ,       ,
      There (on | my con|science, put | unwit|tingly)
           ,         ,      x      ,      ,
      Forsooth | an inv|entory,| thus im|porting
            ,       ,        ,         ,           ,        ->
      The seve|ral par|cels of | his plate | his trea||sure,
        ,       ,          ,  2            ,     ,
      Rich | stuffs and | ornaments | of house|hold, which
          ,     .   T    T     T               ,    ,
      I find | at such proud rate,| that it / outspeaks
          ,        ,      ,
      Posses|sion of | a sub|ject.
 
NORFOLK
                                            x       ,
                                  It's / heaven's will,
        T    Tx    T      ,   ,       2        ,
      Some spirit put | this pap/er in the | packet,
           ,           ,        ,
      To bless | your eye | withal.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                       ,         ,
                                   If we | did think
           ,      ,         ,       ,          ,
      His con|templa|tion were | above | the earth,
            ,          ,   2     ,         ,            ,
      And fixed | on spir|itual ob|ject*, he | should still
        ,             ,         ,       ,      ,
      Dwell in | his mus|ings, but | I am | afraid
            ,         ,       ,          ,          ,
      His think|ings are | below | the moon,| not worth
           ,    ,        ,   2
      His ser|ious | consid|ering.
 
[King HENRY VIII takes his seat; whispers LOVELL, who goes to CARDINAL WOLSEY]
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                      x          ,        ->
                                   Heaven | forgive || me,
       x            ,            ,
      Ever | God* bless | your highn|ess.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                          ,         ,
                                        Good | my lord,
                ,       ,        ,          ,       ,    ,
      You are full of heavenly stuff, and bear the inventory  ????
                  ,   ,        ,          ,          ,
      Of your / best gra|ces, in | your mind;| the which
                  ,   ,        ,                  ,     ,
      You were / now run|ning ore:| you have / scarce time
           ,           ,    3 3   ,              ,     ,
      To steal | from spir|itual leis|ure, a / brief span
           ,           ,       ,        ,         ,
      To keep | your earth|ly aud|it, sure | in that
          ,              ,   ,         ,         ,
      I deem | you an / ill hus|band, and | am glad
           ,          ,       ,       ,
      To have | you there|in my | compan|ion.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                              ,
                                             Sir,
           ,      x     2    ,        ,        ,
      For ho|ly offic|es I have | a time;| a time  ??
           ,       ,          ,        ,           ,
      To think | upon | the part | of bus|iness, which
          ,      2      ,          ,        ,        ,
      I bear | in the state:| and na|ture does | require
            ,         ,      ,         ,          ,
      Her times | of pres|erva|tion, which | perforce
      T  .    T    T        ,          ,          x
      I her frail son,| amongst | my breth|ren mortal,
             ,         ,        ,
      Must give | my tend|ence to.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                               ,    ,
                                  You have / said well.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
            x     ,           ,          ,      ,
      And ever | may your | highness | yoke to|gether,
          ,          ,          ,         ,       ,
      (As I | will lend | you cause)| my do|ing well,
                  ,   ,
      With my / well say|ing.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                     ,    ,       ,
                            'Tis / well said | again,
            ,        ,         ,      T   .  T    T
      And 'tis | a kind | of good | deed to say well,
           ,      ,      2       ,          ,         ,
      And yet | words are no | deeds. My | father | loved you,
            ,        ,          ,          ,          ,
      His said | he did,| and with | his deed | did crown
            ,      ,           ,        ,          x
      His word | upon | you. Since | I had | my office,
       2       ,          ,         ,           ,       ,
      I have kept | you next | my heart,| have not | alone
          ,         2        ,     ,          T     T    T
      Employed | you where high | profits | might come home,
            ,         ,        ,         ,       ,
      But pared | my pres|ent hav|ings, to | bestow
           ,          ,   ,
      My boun|ties u/pon you.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                               ,                  ,
                             What should | this mean?
 
SURREY
            ,         ,           ,
      The Lord | increase | this bus|iness.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                             ,     2      ,        ->
                                           Have | I not made || you
              ,    ,      2      ,         ,          ,       ->
      The / prime man | of the state?| I pray | you tell || me,
       ,       2   ,          ,                  ,     ,
      If | what I now | pronounce,| you have / found true:
           ,        ,         ,         ,        ,
      And if | you may | confess | it, say | withal
       ,    2        ,         ,        ,          ,
      If you are | bound to | us, or | no. What | say you?
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
           ,         ,        ,           x      ,
      My sove|reign, I | confess | your royal | graces
          x             ,        ,           ,           ,
      Showered on | me dai|ly, have | been more | than could
          ,        ,     ,        ,             ,
      My stud|ied pur|poses | requite,| which went
          ,     T    T    . T         ,      ,       2->
      Beyond | all man's endeav|ors. My | endeav||ors,
           ,       ,           ,         ,       ,
      Have ev|er come | too* short | of my | desires,
             ,           ,     ,     ,          ,       ,
      Yet filled | with my | abil|ities:| mine own || ends
          2         ,            ,      ,           ,      3->
      Have been | mine so,| that ev|ermore | they poin||ted
        3      ,                ,   ,       ,        ,
      To the good | of your / most sac|red pers|on, and
           ,       ,         ,        2       ,      ,
      The prof|it of | the state.| For your great | graces
         ,       ,          ,     ,    ,     2
      Heaped | upon | me (poor | unde|server) I
           ,        ,       ,       ,          ,
      Can noth|ing rend|er but | alleg|iant thanks,
            x            x          ,        ,     ,
      My prayers | to heaven | for you;| my loy|alty
             ,     ,          x      ,          ,
      Which ev|er has,| and ever | shall be | growing,
             ,           ,           x
      Till death |(that wint|er) kill it.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                           ,       ,
                                         Fairly | answered:
         ,       ,      ,        ,        ,
      A loy|al, and | obed|ient sub|ject^is
        ,        ,     ,            ,       x
      Therein | illu|strated,| the hon|or of it
        T   T   .   T      2     ,    ,    2     ,
      Does pay the act | of it, as | in the con|trary
            ,        ,        ,       ,     2     ,
      The foul|ness is | the pun|ishment.| I presume
            ,        ,        ,         ,    2    ,
      That as | my hand | has op|ened boun|ty to you,
       .   T      T      T     .  Tx      T    T        ,
      My heart dropped love,| my power rained hon|or, more
          ,         ,      ,          ,          ,
      On you,| than an|y: so | your hand,| and heart,
             ,         ,        ,        ,          x
      Your brain,| and ev|ery func|tion of | your power,
         ,      2       ,          ,           ,        ,
      Should, notwith|standing | that your | bond of | duty,
            ,           ,         ,    ,         ,
      As 'twere | in love's | partic|ular,| be more
          ,           ,          ,   2
      To me | your friend,| than an|y.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                         ,        ,
                                      I do | profess,
        ,     2         ,          ,       ,       ,
      That for your | highness'| good, I | ever | labored
        ,               ,          ,     T    .    T   T
      More than | mine^own:| that am,| have, and will be
               ,          ,              ,            ,     ,       2->
      (Though^all | the world | should crack | their du|ty to || you,
            ,          ,            ,            ,       ,
      And throw | it from | their soul,| though per|ils did
         ,          ,           ,              ,         ,
      Abound,| as thick | as thought | could make |'em, and
          ,     .   T     T   T        ,        ,     ->
      Appear | in forms more hor|rid) yet | my du||ty,
       ,       2    ,        ,           ,        ,
      As | doth^a rock | against | the chid|ing flood,
         ,              ,                 ,   ,       ,
      Should the | approach | of this / wild riv|er break,
            ,        ,        ,
      And stand | unshak|en yours.
 
KING HENRY VIII
                                         ,        x
                                   'Tis nob|ly spoken:
            ,        ,      ,          ,       ,
      Take no|tice lords,| he has | a loy|al breast,
       ,     2         ,          x         T   T    T
      For you have | seen him | open it.| Read ore this,
           ,       ,          ,         ,          ,
      And aft|er this,| and then | to break|fast with
            ,     ,          ,
      What ap|petite | you have.
 
[Exit KING HENRY VIII, frowning upon CARDINAL WOLSEY: the Nobles throng after him, smiling and whispering]
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                         ,            ,
                                 What should | this mean?
            ,       ,         ,     ,      2       ,
      What sud|den ang|er's this?| How have I | reaped it?
          ,        ,         ,              ,   x
      He part|ed frown|ing from | me, as / if ruin
         ,       2        ,          ,          ,        ,
      Leaped from his | eyes. So | looks the | chafed | lion
        ,         ,        ,         ,           ,          o
      Upon | the dar|ing hunts|man that | has galled | him:
             ,          ,        ,          ,          ,      o
      Then makes | him noth|ing. I | must read | this pap|er:   (hex with prev)
          ,         ,      ,         x           ,
      I fear | the sto|ry of | his anger.| 'Tis so:
            ,      ,        ,          ,       2    ,
      This pap|er has | undone | me: 'tis | the account
          ,           ,           ,      2       ,        ,      3->
      Of all | that world | of wealth | I have drawn | togeth||er
         3      ,      ,         ,         ,          ,
      For mine^own | ends, (in|deed to | gain the | popedom,  ??
           ,          ,           ,        ,      ,
      And fee | my friends | in Rome.)| O neg|ligence!
       ,     2      ,         ,         T    T     Tx
      Fit for a | fool to | fall by:| what cross devil
        ,        ,           ,   ,                  x
      Made me | put this | main sec/ret in | the packet
          ,          ,      2       ,    ,         ,
      I sent | the king?| Is there no | way to | cure this?
          ,        ,         ,           ,           ,
      No new | device | to beat | this from | his brains?
          ,            ,           ,        ,        ,
      I know |'twill stir | him strong|ly; yet | I know
         ,      2     ,      ,           ,         ,
      A way,| if it take | right, in | spite of | fortune
             ,         ,       ,             ,      2      ,
      Will bring | me off | again.| What's this?| To the Pope?
             x      ,       ,           ,         ,
      The letter |(as I | live) with | all the | business
          ,      2     ,     ,     ,               ,
      I writ | to his hol|iness.| Nay then,| farewell:
       2        ,            ,        ,         ,         ,        ->
      I have touched | the high|est point | of all | my great||ness,
       ,        2       ,       ,   2   ,       ,     ->
      And | from that full | merid|ian of | my glo||ry,
      ,     ,    ,             ,         2        ,
      I | haste now / to my | setting:| I shall fall
        T  .    T    T    ,     3  3     ,    ,
      Like a bright ex|hala|tion in the ev|ening,   ??
           ,    T   T   T    __    oo
      And no | man see me | more.|
 
[Enter to CARDINAL WOLSEY, NORFOLK and SUFFOLK, SURREY, and the Chamberlain]
 
NORFOLK
        T   .     T     T        ,    2
      Hear the king's pleas|ure card|inal,
                                              2      ,    ,
                                          Who* com/mands you   ??
          ,       ,         ,       ,   ,
      To rend|er up | the great | seal pres/ently
       ,           ,      ,            ,          ,
      Into | our hands,| and to | confine | yourself
          ,       ,          ,         ,       ,
      To Ash|er House,| my Lord | of Winch|ester's,
                   ,   ,         ,          ,
      Till you / hear furth|er from | his high|ness.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                                       ,
                                                     Stay:
         ,        2     ,          ,      ,               ,
      Where's your com|mission?| Lords, words / cannot | carry
          ,   2   ,     ,
      Author|ity so | weighty.
 
SUFFOLK
                                      ,      ,
                                Who dare | cross 'em,
        ,    2         ,     ,                 ,        ,
      Bearing the | king's will / from his | mouth ex|pressly?
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
           ,          ,           ,         ,          x
      Till^I | find^more | than will,| or words | to do it,
           ,          ,         ,       ,         ,
      (I mean | your mal|ice) know,| offi|cious lords,
          ,          ,       ,        ,        ,
      I dare,| and must | deny | it. Now | I feel
        2        ,      ,       ,        ,        ,
      Of what coarse | metal | ye are | molded,| envy,
           ,     ,       ,       ,       ,      2->
      How eag|erly | ye fol|low my | disgra||ces
          ,       ,         ,          ,            x
      As if | it fed | ye, and | how sleek | and wanton,
        2    ,        ,      ,           ,          x
      Ye appear | in eve|rything | may bring | my ruin?
       ,    2        ,  2       ,        ,        ,
      Follow your | envious | courses,| men of | malice;
         2       ,         ,        ,               ,   ,
      You have Chris|tian war|rant for |'em, and / no doubt
           ,           ,           ,        ,            ,
      In time | will find | their fit | rewards.| That seal
           ,           ,       ,    ,           ,
      You ask | with such | a vi|olence,| the king
         T    .    T   T           2       ,    ,      ,
      (Mine, and your mast|er) with his / own hand,| gave me:
        ,    2    ,         ,          ,          ,
      Bade me en|joy it,| with the | place and | honors,
       ,            ,     ,    2      ,          ,
      During | my life;| and to con|firm his | goodness,
        ,    2      ,        ,         T      T      Tx
      Tied it by | letters-|patents.| Now, who'll take it?
 
SURREY
            ,             x
      The king | that gave it.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                    ,             ,    ,
                               It must | be him/self then.
 
SURREY
        ,            ,       ,         __
      Thou art | a proud | traitor,| priest.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
       ___     __     __     ,
      Proud | lord,| thou | liest:  (tetra with prev)
          ,           ,       ,      ,                x
      Within | these^for|ty hours,| Surrey | durst^better
             ,             ,            ,
      Have burnt | that tongue,| than said | so.
 
SURREY
                                                  ,       ,      2->
                                                 Thy | ambi||tion
              ,       ,       ,             ,         ,
      (Thou scar|let sin)| robbed this | bewail|ing land
          ,       ,      ,        ,     2    ,
      Of nob|le Buck|ingham,| my fath|er-in-law,
            ,         ,         ,        ,      ,
      The heads | of all | thy broth|er card|inals,
              ,         ,          ,      T     T    . T      ->
      (With thee,| and all | thy best | parts bound togeth|er,
         ,         2    ,        ,       ,     2        ,  2
      Weighed | not a hair | of his.| Plague of your | policy,
       T    T   T    ,    ,        ,
      You sent me | depu|ty for | Ireland,
       ,              ,         ,          ,          ,
      Far from | his suc|cor, from | the king,| from all
             ,       ,   ,       2        ,             ,
      That might | have mer/cy on the | fault, thou | gavst him:
         ,            ,     ,           2      ,      ,
      Whilst your | great good/ness, out of | holy | pity,
           ,           ,        ,
      Absolved | him with | an axe.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                      T    .   T    T
                                    This, and all else,
            ,         ,         ,      ,          x
      This talk|ing lord | can lay | upon | my credit,
         ,              ,    ,           ,        ,
      I ans|wer, is / most false.| The duke | by law
        ,             ,          ,     ,       ,
      Found his | deserts.| How in|nocent | I was
           ,     ,        ,       ,        ,
      From an|y priv|ate mal|ice in | his end,
           ,      ,             ,    ,          ,       ->
      His nob|le ju|ry, and / foul cause | can wit||ness.
       ,       ,       2    ,       ,    2           ,
      If | I loved | many words,| lord, I should | tell you,
       ,      2      ,        ,    ,         ,
      You have as | little | hone|sty, as | honor,
        ,            ,        ,     ,         ,
      That in | the way | of loy|alty,| and truth,
         ,           ,         x     ,       ,
      Toward the | king,| my ever | royal | master,
        T    T  .   T       ,          ,     2     ,
      Dare mate a sound|er man | than Sur|rey can be,
           ,           ,         ,
      And all | that love | his fol|lies.
 
SURREY
                                           ,        ,
                                          By | my soul,
        .     T    T      T          ,
      Your* long coat (priest)| protects | you,
                                                 ,               ,
                                               Thou | shouldst^feel
           ,       2      ,     ,               ,         ,
      My sword | in the life-|blood of | thee^else.| My lords,
       ,           ,         ,          ,     ,
      Can ye | endure | to hear | this ar|rogance?
         2       ,     ,        ,        ,           ,
      And from this | fellow?| If we | live thus | tamely,
          ,     ,   ,       2      ,          ,
      To be | thus jad/ed by a | piece of | scarlet,
            ,       ,   2      2        ,    ,    ,
      Farewell | nobil|ity: let his / grace go | forward,   ??
            ,         ,     .   T     T    T
      And dare | us with | his cap, like larks.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                                       ,       2->
                                                 All good||ness
          ,     2    ,     ,
      Is pois|on to thy | stomach.
 
SURREY
                                   ,            ,
                                  Yes, that | goodness
           ,        ,           ,        ,          ,
      Of glean|ing all | the land's | wealth in|to one,
       ,  2        T    T     T    x      2    ,
      Into your | own hands (card|inal) by ex|tortion:
            ,    ,    2        ,     ,        ,
      The good|ness of your | inter|cepted | packets
            ,      2      ,        ,           ,           ,        ->
      You writ | to the pope,| against | the king:| your good||ness,
        ,        2     ,     ,       2       ,      ,  2
      Since | you provoke | me, shall be | most no|torious.
           ,        ,         ,      2     ,       x
      My Lord | of Nor|folk, as | you are tru|ly noble,
          ,        ,          ,        ,          ,
      As you | respect | the com|mon good,| the state
          ,         ,        ,    ,           x
      Of our | despised | nobil|ity, | our^issues,
             ,        ,            ,         ,      ,
      (Whom^if | he live,| will scarce | be gent|lemen)
           ,          ,      ,    2        ,          ,   2
      Produce | the grand | sum of his | sins, the | articles  ??
          ,        ,          ,           ,       ,
      Collect|ed from | his life.| I'll start|le you
        ,                ,        ,                 ,     ,
      Worse than | the scar|ing bell,| when the / brown wench
       ,    ,                  ,      ,   ,
      Lay kiss/ing in | your arms,| lord card/inal.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
            ,         ,         ,         ,           ,
      How much | methinks,| I could | despise | this man,
            ,     2     ,         ,     ,          x
      But that | I am bound | in char|ity | against it.
 
NORFOLK
             ,     ,         ,          2         ,     ,
      Those art|icles,| my lord,| are in the / king's hand:
            ,      ,       2        T    T
      But thus | much, they are | foul ones.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                              T         ,      2->
                                             So | much^fair||er
            ,          ,           ,     ,        ,
      And spot|less, shall | mine in|nocence | arise,
                   ,    ,          ,
      When the / king knows | my truth.
 
SURREY
                                          ,     2       ,
                                        This cannot | save you:
          ,         ,   2   ,    ,      ,
      I thank | my mem|ory, I | yet re|member
        ,              ,     ,         ,           ,
      Some of | these art|icles,| and out | they shall.
       ,           2      ,          ,     ,        ,   2
      Now, if | you can blush,| and cry | guilty | cardinal,
               ,         x      ,    ,
      You'll show | a little | hone|sty.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                                 ,
                                         Speak^|on sir,
          ,           ,        ,          ,       ,
      I dare | your worst | objec|tions: if | I blush,
          ,       ,       ,    2     ,     ,
      It is | to see | a nob|leman want | manners.
 
SURREY
       2     ,        ,      ,        2       ,
      I had rath|er want | those, than my | head;
                                                         ,
                                                  Have^|at you.
        ,        2     ,            ,        ,         ,
      First, that wi|thout the | king's as|sent or | knowledge,
             ,          ,        x      T   T     Tx
      You wrought | to be | a legate,| by which power
             ,          ,     ,      2    ,      ,
      You maimed | the jur|isdic|tion of all | bishops.
 
NORFOLK
        ,              ,          ,         ,         ,
      Then, that | in all | you writ | to Rome,| or else
          ,         ,       ,   2    ,     ,
      To for|eign prin|ces, E|go et Rex | meus
            ,          ,           ,            ,            ,
      Was still | inscribed:| in which | you brought | the king
          ,         ,
      To be | your serv|ant.
 
SUFFOLK
                              ,        2    ,           ,        ->
                            Then,| that without | the know||ledge
       ,     2     ,         ,         ,          ,
      Eith|er of king | or coun|cil, when | you went
         ,     ,      2     ,   2     ,           ,
      Ambas|sador | to the emp|eror, you | made bold
          ,      ,      ,                ,     ,
      To car|ry in|to Fland|ers, the / great seal.
 
SURREY
      ,            ,        ,         ,     ,
      Item,| you sent | a large | commis|sion
           ,   2   ,       ,      ,        ,
      To Greg|ory de | Cassa|do, to | conclude
          ,            ,       ,     2         ,        ,
      Without | the king's | will, or the | state's al|lowance,
           ,         ,           ,         ,        ,     ->
      A league | between | his high|ness, and | Ferra||ra.
 
SUFFOLK
        ,       2     ,       ,        ,            ,
      That | out of mere | ambi|tion, you | have caused
            ,     ,      2      ,                  ,     ,
      Your ho|ly hat | to be stamped | on the / king's coin.
 
SURREY
        ,     ,                 ,      ,  3 3      ,
      Then, that / you have | sent in|numerable | substance,
            ,           ,        ,       2      ,     ,
      (By what | means^got,| I leave | to your own | conscience)
           ,        ,     ,            ,          ,
      To furn|ish Rome,| and to | prepare | the ways
            ,         ,      ,      2      ,       ,     2->
      You have | for dig|nities,| to the mere | undo||ing
          ,          ,        ,      ,           ,
      Of all | the king|dom. Ma|ny more | there are,
              ,           ,        ,         ,   ,
      Which^since | they are | of you,| and od|ious,
          ,          ,          ,
      I will | not taint | my mouth | with.
 
CHAMBERLAIN
                                            ,        ,
                                            O | my lord,
        ,      2     ,         ,         ,           ,
      Press not a | falling | man too*| far: 'tis | virtue:
             ,      ,   ,      2        T    T    T
      His faults | lie op/en to the | laws, let them
            ,         ,                ,     ,           x
      (Not you)| correct | him. My / heart weeps | to see him
            x                ,     ,
      So little,| of his / great self.
 
SURREY
                                     ,       ,
                                     I for|give him.
 
SUFFOLK
              ,   2             ,    ,         ,        ,
      Lord* card|inal, the / king's furth|er pleas|ure is,
          ,      T    T      T        2       ,         ,
      Because | all those things | you have done | of late,
        2       x      ,     ,       ,           ,
      By your power | lega|tine wi|thin this | kingdom,
            ,   2     ,        ,       ,      ,
      Fall^in|to the comp|ass of | a prae|munire;
        ,           ,      2      ,         ,       ,
      That *there|fore such a | writ be | sued a|gainst you,
          ,        ,           ,       ,     , 
      To for|feit all | your goods,| lands, ten/ements*,
       ,              ,    ,       ,        ,
      Castles,| and what|soev|er, and | to be
       ,              ,         ,          ,      2      ,
      Out of | the king's | protec|tion. This | is my charge.
 
NORFOLK
           ,           ,      ,    2        ,    ,
      And so | we'll leave | you to your | medi|tations
          2     ,     ,             ,      ,         ,
      How* to live | better.| For your | stubborn | answer
         ,         ,        ,          ,       ,    2
      About | the giv|ing back | the great | seal to us,
            ,              x      ,          ,              ,
      The king | shall know it,| and (no | doubt) shall | thank you.
           ,          ,          x       ,          ,   2
      So fare | you well,| my little | good lord*| cardinal.
 
[Exeunt all but CARDINAL WOLSEY]
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
       ,        ,     2       ,         ,          ,
      So fare|well, to the | little | good you | bear me.
            ,        ,          ,        ,         ,        ->
      Farewell?| A long | farewell | to all | my great||ness.
        ,      2      ,         ,       ,      2       ,
      This | is the state | of man;| today | he puts^forth
            ,        ,          ,        ,        ,       o
      The tend|er leaves | of hopes,| tomor|row blos|soms,
            ,           ,        ,        ,       ,         o
      And bears | his blush|ing hon|ors thick | upon | him:   (hex with prev)
            ,      T     T   .   T        ,         ,
      The third | day, comes a frost;| a kil|ling frost,
       ,      2        T      T   T     ,            ,     2->
      And when he | thinks, good ea|sy man,| full* sure||ly
            ,         ,       ,          ,          ,
      His great|ness is | a-ripe|ning, nips | his root,
            ,         ,        ,    ,   2        ,
      And then | he falls | as I | do. I have | ventured
        T    Tx    T        ,           ,         ,       o
      Like little want|on boys | that swim | on blad|ders:
        ,         ,        ,      ,        ,     o
      This ma|ny sum|mers in | a sea | of glo|ry,   (hex with prev)
           ,        ,         ,      .   T    T     T
      But far | beyond | my depth:| my high-blown pride
       .    T     T    T      ,    ,     2        ,
      At length broke und|er me,| and now^has | left me
       ,           ,          ,         ,        ,     ->
      Weary,| and old | with ser|vice, to | the mer||cy
        2      ,     ,            ,          x      ,
      Of a / rude stream,| that must | for ever | hide me.
        T    T    .   T    2     ,      ,          ,
      Vain pomp, and glo|ry of this | world, I | hate ye,
          ,         ,          ,        ,           ,      2->
      I feel | my heart | new^op|ened. Oh | how* wretch||ed
           ,           ,           ,          ,          x
      Is that | poor* man,| that hangs | on prin|ces' favors?
             ,       ,            ,      ,      2    ,
      There is | betwixt | that smile | we would a|spire to,
             ,      ,            ,        ,            x
      That sweet | aspect | of prin|ces, and | their ruin,
              ,           ,            ,        ,       ,
      More* pangs,| and fears | than wars,| or wom|en have;
            ,         ,          ,           ,    ,
      And when | he falls,| he falls | like Lu|cifer,
       ,   2       ,      T
      Never to | hope a|gain.
 
[Enter CROMWELL]
                                T   T           ,        ->
                               Why how | now* Crom||well*?
 
CROMWELL
      ,       2     x          ,
      I | have no power | to speak | sir.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                            ,       ,
                                          What,| amazed
          ,       ,          ,           x      ,
      At my | misfor|tunes? Can | thy spirit | wonder
          ,      ,               ,      ,               ,
      A great | man should | decline.| Nay, and | you weep
       2      x         ,
      I am fallen | indeed.
 
CROMWELL
                                   ,           ,
                             How does | your grace.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                                          ,
                                                    Why well:
       ,   2      ,       ,       .   T    T   T
      Never so | truly | happy,| my good Cromwell.
          ,        ,     ,      2      ,       ,
      I know | myself | now, and I | feel wi|thin me,
          ,        ,          ,       ,      ,
      A peace | above | all^earth|ly dig|nities,
          ,           x      ,                 ,          ,        o
      A still,| and quiet | conscience.| The king | has cured | me,
         ,        ,           ,           ,      T     T    T
      I hum|bly thank | his grace:| and from | these shoulders (hex with prev)
               x      ,         ,        ,      ,
      These ruined | pillars,| out of | pity,| taken
          ,            ,       ,      ,           x
      A load,| would sink | a na|vy (too | much honor).
      ,      2     ,       ,    ,       2     ,
      O 'tis | a burd|en Crom|well, 'tis a | burden
           ,      ,       ,           ,            x
      Too hea|vy for | a man,| that hopes | for heaven.
 
CROMWELL
       2     ,           ,   
      I am glad | your grace,
                                    ,           ,      ,    2
                              Has made | that right | use of it.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
          ,        ,  
      I hope | I have:
                        2    ,     ,         ,
                       I am ab|le now |(methinks)
        ,          ,      ,         ,        ,
      (Out of | a fort|itude | of soul,| I feel)
        2    ,      ,   ,                ,       ,
      To endure | more mis/eries,| and great|er far
          2     ,     ,       ,     ,          ,
      Than my weak-|hearted | ene|mies, dare^|offer.
             ,       ,
      What news | abroad?
 
CROMWELL
                               ,          ,          ,
                          The heav|iest, and | the worst,
           ,         ,         ,          ,
      Is your | displeas|ure with | the king.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                                      x
                                             God bless him.
 
CROMWELL
            ,     ,      2       ,         ,        ,
      The next | is, that Sir | Thomas | More is | chosen
        ,    ,             2       ,
      Lord chan/cellor,| in your place.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                                ,          x
                                       That's some|what sudden.
       ,             ,       ,     ,    2     ,
      But he's | a learn|ed man.| May he con|tinue
        ,    2        ,         ,           ,    ,
      Long in his | highness'| favor,| and do | justice
             ,        ,              ,             ,          ,
      For truth's | sake, and | his con|science; that | his bones,
        ,    2       ,           ,             ,          ,
      When he has | run his | course, and | sleeps in | blessings,
            ,        ,         ,         ,       ,    2
      May have | a tomb | of orph|ans' tears | wept on em.
             ,
      What more?
 
CROMWELL
                   ,    ,        2      ,           ,
                 That Cran/mer is re|turned with | welcome;
           ,             ,   ,           ,       x
      Installed | lord^arch|bishop | of Can|terbury.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
               ,        ,
      That's news | indeed.
 
CROMWELL
                             ,               ,      ,
                           Last, that | the La|dy Anne,
        ,          ,             ,    2     ,     ,
      Whom the | king hath | in sec|recy* long | married,
            ,           ,         ,      ,         ,
      This^day | was viewed | in op|en, as | his queen,
       ,           ,       ,          ,         ,
      Going | to chap|el: and | the voice | is now
       ,  2    ,         ,    ,
      Only a|bout her | coro|nation.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
      <-  ,                 ,             ,          ,    T   T   T
        There was || the weight | that pulled | me down.| O Cromwell,
            ,          ,        ,         ,        ,       ->
      The king | has gone | beyond | me: all | my glo||ries
             ,   ,      x     2         ,        ,
      In / that one | woman, I have | lost for | ever.
           ,            x     ,        ,          ,
      No* sun,| shall ever | usher | forth mine^|honors,
           ,       ,          x        ,           ,
      Or gild | again | the noble | troops that | waited
        ,          ,      ,    2         ,         ,
      Upon | my smiles.| Go get thee | from me | Cromwell*,  ??
      ,   2      T    Tx    T        ,      ,
      I am a | poor fallen man,| unworth|y now
          ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      To be | thy lord,| and mast|er. Seek | the king
             ,        ,         ,      ,     2         x
      (That sun,| I pray | may nev|er set)| I have told him,
        T    .   T    T          ,     ,     2     ,
      What, and how true | thou art;| he will ad|vance thee:
            ,       ,   2   ,                ,   ,
      Some^lit|tle mem|ory of | me, will / stir him
           ,         ,      ,        ,        ,
      (I know | his nob|le na|ture) not | to let
            ,       ,          x      ,            ,
      Thy hope|ful serv|ice perish | too. Good*| Cromwell*
          ,          ,          ,     ,              ,
      Neglect | him not;| make^use | now, and | provide
                  ,   ,        ,
      For thine^/own fu|ture safe|ty.
 
CROMWELL
                                      ,        ,
                                      O | my lord,
           ,          ,            ,        ,          ,
      Must^I | then leave | you? Must | I needs | forego
           ,         x          ,     ,       ,
      So good,| so noble,| and so | true a | master?
             ,         ,                 ,     ,          ,
      Bear* wit|ness, all | that have / not hearts | of iron,
             ,       ,        ,           ,           ,
      With what | a sor|row Crom|well* leaves | his lord.
            ,            ,        ,         ,          x
      The king | shall have | my serv|ice; but | my prayers
           ,      ,         ,      ,          ,
      For ev|er, and | for ev|er shall | be yours.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
        ,            ,          ,          ,        ,
      Cromwell*,| I did | not think | to shed | a tear
          ,        ,    2     ,      ,            ,
      In all | my mis|eries: but | thou hast | forced me
        ,    2       ,         ,           ,         ,
      (Out of thy | honest | truth) to | play the | woman.
             ,          ,          ,           ,         ,       ->
      Let's^dry | our eyes:| and thus | far* hear | me Crom||well,
       ,      ,   2           x      ,       ,
      And | when I am | forgotten,| as I | shall be,
            ,      .   T    T   T                ,  ,       2->
      And sleep | in dull cold marb|le, where / no men||tion
          ,     ,      2       ,         ,         ,
      Of me,| more must be | heard of:| say I | taught thee;
            ,                ,    ,          ,        ,     o
      Say* Wol|sey, that / once trod | the ways | of glo|ry,
            ,       ,           ,            ,         ,     o
      And sound|ed all | the depths,| and shoals | of hon|or,  (hex with prev)
        ,       2     ,    ,               ,           ,
      Found thee a | way (out / of his | wreck) to | rise in:
          ,          ,     ,                 ,            x
      A sure,| and safe | one, though | thy mast|er missed it.
        ,             ,          ,          ,       ,
      Mark but | my fall,| and that | that ru|ined me:
        ,              ,             ,       ,       ,      o
      Cromwell*,| I charge | thee, fling | away | ambi|tion,
       T   T   T      ,         ,        ,         ,
      By that sin | fell the | angels:| how can | man then  (hex with prev)
           ,       ,        ,        ,        ,     ,
      (The im|age of | his mak|er) hope | to win | by it?
        ,        T    T    T      2         ,            ,         o
      Love thy|self last, cher|ish those^hearts | that hate | thee;  (hex with prev)
          ,         ,          ,          ,    ,
      Corrup|tion wins | not more | than hon|esty.
        ,     2        T     T    T      ,        ,
      Still in thy | right hand, car|ry gent|le peace
          ,       ,         ,          ,         ,   ,
      To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not;  ????
       ,     2        ,           ,         ,         ,
      Let all the | ends thou | aimst at,| be thy | country's,
            ,            ,        ,    2          ,          ,
      Thy God's,| and truth's.| Then if thou | fallst (O | Cromwell*)
              ,         ,       ,
      Thou fallst | a bles|sed mar|tyr.   \\
        ,           ,          ,          ,       __
      Serve the | king: and | prithee | lead me | in:
        T     T   .  T      x        ,        ,
      There take an inv|entory | of all | I have,
                 ,   ,        ,           ,          ,
      To the / last pen|ny, 'tis | the king's.| My robe,
           ,      ,     ,         x         ,
      And my | integ|rity | to heaven,| is all,
          ,           ,          ,        ,            ,        ->
      I dare | now* call | mine own.| O Crom|well*,| Crom||well*,
       ,     2       ,         ,           ,          ,
      Had | I but served | my God,| with half | the zeal
           ,          ,     ,          ,             ,
      I served | my king:| he would | not in | mine^age
             ,        ,      ,        ,     ,
      Have left | me nak|ed to | mine en|emies.
 
CROMWELL
             ,          ,
      Good* sir,| have pa|tience.
 
CARDINAL WOLSEY
                                  ,       ,          ,
                                 So | I have.| Farewell
            ,          ,          ,      .   Tx    T   T
      The hopes | of court,| my hopes | in heaven do dwell.
 
[Exeunt]

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