_The_ QUEEN _and her_ Women, _as at work_.[441] _Q. Kath._ Take thy lute, wench: my soul grows sad with troubles;[442] Sing, and disperse 'em, if thou canst: leave working.[443] SONG. Orpheus with his lute made trees, And the mountain tops that freeze, Bow themselves when he did sing; 5 To his music plants and flowers Ever sprung, as sun and showers[444] There had made a lasting spring.[445] Every thing that heard him play, Even the billows of the sea, 10 Hung their heads, and then lay by. In sweet music is such art, Killing care and grief of heart[446] Fall asleep, or hearing die. _Enter a_ Gentleman. _Q. Kath._ How now! 15 _Gent._ An't please your grace, the two great cardinals[447] Wait in the presence. _Q. Kath._ Would they speak with me? _Gent._ They will'd me say so, madam. _Q. Kath._ Pray their graces To come near. [_Exit Gent._] What can be their business[448] With me, a poor weak woman, fall'n from favour? 20 I do not like their coming. Now I think on't,[449] They should be good men, their affairs as righteous:[450] But all hoods make not monks. _Enter the two_ CARDINALS, WOLSEY _and_ CAMPEIUS.[451] _Wol._ Peace to your highness! _Q. Kath._ Your graces find me here part of a housewife; I would be all, against the worst may happen.[452] 25 What are your pleasures with me, reverend lords?[453] _Wol._ May it please you, noble madam, to withdraw Into your private chamber, we shall give you The full cause of our coming. _Q. Kath._ Speak it here; There's nothing I have done yet, o' my conscience, 30 Deserves a corner: would all other women Could speak this with as free a soul as I do! My lords, I care not, so much I am happy Above a number, if my actions Were tried by every tongue, every eye saw 'em, 35 Envy and base opinion set against 'em, I know my life so even. If your business[454] Seek me out, and that way I am wife in,[454][455] Out with it boldly: truth loves open dealing. _Wol._ Tanta est erga te mentis integritas, regina serenissima,-- 40