_Wol._ That's somewhat sudden: But he's a learned man. May he continue 395 Long in his highness' favour, and do justice For truth's sake and his conscience; that his bones,[624] When he has run his course and sleeps in blessings, May have a tomb of orphans' tears wept on 'em![625] What more? _Crom._ That Cranmer is return'd with welcome, 400 Install'd lord archbishop of Canterbury. _Wol._ That's news indeed. _Crom._ Last, that the Lady Anne, Whom the king hath in secrecy long married, This day was view'd in open as his queen, Going to chapel; and the voice is now 405 Only about her coronation. _Wol._ There was the weight that pull'd me down. O Cromwell,[626] The king has gone beyond me: all my glories In that one woman I have lost for ever: No sun shall ever usher forth mine honours, 410 Or gild again the noble troops that waited Upon my smiles. Go, get thee from me, Cromwell; I am a poor fall'n man, unworthy now[627] To be thy lord and master: seek the king; That sun, I pray, may never set! I have told him[628] 415 What and how true thou art: he will advance thee; Some little memory of me will stir him-- I know his noble nature--not to let Thy hopeful service perish too: good Cromwell, Neglect him not; make use now, and provide 420 For thine own future safety. _Crom._ O my lord, Must I then leave you? must I needs forego So good, so noble and so true a master? Bear witness, all that have not hearts of iron, With what a sorrow Cromwell leaves his lord. 425 The king shall have my service, but my prayers For ever and for ever shall be yours.