Q. Kath. Would I had never trod this English earth, Or felt the flatteries that grow upon it! Ye have angels' faces, but heaven knows your hearts.[485] 145 What will become of me now, wretched lady![486] I am the most unhappy woman living. Alas, poor wenches, where are now your fortunes![487] Shipwreck'd upon a kingdom, where no pity, No friends, no hope; no kindred weep for me; 150 Almost no grave allow'd me: like the lily, That once was mistress of the field and flourish'd, I'll hang my head and perish. _Wol._ If your grace[476] Could but be brought to know our ends are honest, You'ld feel more comfort: why should we, good lady,[488] 155 Upon what cause, wrong you? alas, our places, The way of our profession is against it: We are to cure such sorrows, not to sow 'em.[489] For goodness' sake, consider what you do; How you may hurt yourself, ay, utterly[490] 160 Grow from the king's acquaintance, by this carriage. The hearts of princes kiss obedience, So much they love it; but to stubborn spirits They swell, and grow as terrible as storms.[491] I know you have a gentle, noble temper,[492] 165 A soul as even as a calm: pray think us Those we profess, peace-makers, friends and servants. _Cam._ Madam, you'll find it so. You wrong your virtues[493] With these weak women's fears: a noble spirit, As yours was put into you, ever casts 170 Such doubts, as false coin, from it. The king loves you;[494] Beware you lose it not: for us, if you please[495] To trust us in your business, we are ready To use our utmost studies in your service. _Q. Kath._ Do what ye will, my lords: and pray forgive me,[496][497] 175 If I have used myself unmannerly;[497] You know I am a woman, lacking wit To make a seemly answer to such persons. Pray do my service to his majesty: He has my heart yet, and shall have my prayers 180 While I shall have my life. Come, reverend fathers. Bestow your counsels on me: she now begs That little thought, when she set footing here, She should have bought her dignities so dear. [_Exeunt._ SCENE II. _Ante-chamber to the King's apartment._ _Enter the_ DUKE OF NORFOLK, _the_ DUKE OF SUFFOLK, _the_ EARL OF SURREY, _and the_ LORD CHAMBERLAIN.[498] _Nor._ If you will now unite in your complaints And force them with a constancy, the cardinal Cannot stand under them: if you omit The offer of this time, I cannot promise But that you shall sustain moe new disgraces,[499] 5 With these you bear already.