The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 6 of 9] — John Shaqi
The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 6 of 9]Shakespeare, William
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The Works of William Shakespeare [Cambridge Edition] [Vol. 6 of 9]
Shakespeare, William
English drama
_Q. Kath._ My lord, my lord, 105
I am a simple woman, much too weak
To oppose your cunning. You're meek and humble-mouth'd;[398]
You sign your place and calling, in full seeming,
With meekness and humility; but your heart
Is cramm'd with arrogancy, spleen, and pride.[399] 110
You have, by fortune and his highness' favours,[400]
Gone slightly o'er low steps and now are mounted[401]
Where powers are your retainers, and your words,[402]
Domestics to you, serve your will as't please
Yourself pronounce their office. I must tell you, 115
You tender more your person's honour than
Your high profession spiritual; that again
I do refuse you for my judge, and here,
Before you all, appeal unto the pope,
To bring my whole cause 'fore his holiness, 120
And to be judged by him.
[_She curtsies to the King, and offers to depart._
_Cam._ The queen is obstinate,
Stubborn to justice, apt to accuse it and
Disdainful to be tried by't: 'tis not well.
She's going away.
_King._ Call her again. 125
_Crier._ Katharine Queen of England, come into the court.
_Gent. Ush._ Madam, you are call'd back.[403]
_Q. Kath._ What need you note it? pray you, keep your way:
When you are call'd, return. Now the Lord help![404]
They vex me past my patience. Pray you, pass on: 130
I will not tarry, no, nor ever more
Upon this business my appearance make
In any of their courts. [_Exeunt Queen, and her Attendants._[405]
_King._ Go thy ways, Kate:
That man i' the world who shall report he has
A better wife, let him in nought be trusted,[406] 135
For speaking false in that: thou art, alone,
If thy rare qualities, sweet gentleness,
Thy meekness saint-like, wife-like government,
Obeying in commanding, and thy parts
Sovereign and pious else, could speak thee out,[407] 140
The queen of earthly queens. She's noble born,
And like her true nobility she has
Carried herself towards me.
_Wol._ Most gracious sir,
In humblest manner I require your highness,
That it shall please you to declare in hearing 145
Of all these ears--for where I am robb'd and bound,
There must I be unloosed, although not there[408]
At once and fully satisfied--whether ever I[409]
Did broach this business to your highness, or
Laid any scruple in your way which might 150
Induce you to the question on't? or ever
Have to you, but with thanks to God for such
A royal lady, spake one the least word that might[410]
Be to the prejudice of her present state[411]
Or touch of her good person?
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