| ACT IV SCENE I | A street in Westminster. | |
| | Enter two Gentlemen, meeting one another | |
| First Gentleman | You're well met once again. | |
| Second Gentleman | So are you. | |
| First Gentleman | You come to take your stand here, and behold | |
| | The Lady Anne pass from her coronation? | 5 |
| Second Gentleman | 'Tis all my business. At our last encounter, | |
| | The Duke of Buckingham came from his trial. | |
| First Gentleman | 'Tis very true: but that time offer'd sorrow; | |
| | This, general joy. | |
| Second Gentleman | 'Tis well: the citizens, | 10 |
| | I am sure, have shown at full their royal minds-- | |
| | As, let 'em have their rights, they are ever forward-- | |
| | In celebration of this day with shows, | |
| | Pageants and sights of honour. | |
| First Gentleman | Never greater, | 15 |
| | Nor, I'll assure you, better taken, sir. | |
| Second Gentleman | May I be bold to ask at what that contains, | |
| | That paper in your hand? | |
| First Gentleman | Yes; 'tis the list | |
| | Of those that claim their offices this day | 20 |
| | By custom of the coronation. | |
| | The Duke of Suffolk is the first, and claims | |
| | To be high-steward; next, the Duke of Norfolk, | |
| | He to be earl marshal: you may read the rest. | |
| Second Gentleman | I thank you, sir: had I not known those customs, | 25 |
| | I should have been beholding to your paper. | |
| | But, I beseech you, what's become of Katharine, | |
| | The princess dowager? how goes her business? | |
| First Gentleman | That I can tell you too. The Archbishop | |
| | Of Canterbury, accompanied with other | 30 |
| | Learned and reverend fathers of his order, | |
| | Held a late court at Dunstable, six miles off | |
| | From Ampthill where the princess lay; to which | |
| | She was often cited by them, but appear'd not: | |
| | And, to be short, for not appearance and | 35 |
| | The king's late scruple, by the main assent | |
| | Of all these learned men she was divorced, | |
| | And the late marriage made of none effect | |
| | Since which she was removed to Kimbolton, | |
| | Where she remains now sick. | 40 |
| Second Gentleman | Alas, good lady! | |
| | Trumpets | |
| | The trumpets sound: stand close, the queen is coming. | |
| | Hautboys | |
| | THE ORDER OF THE CORONATION | |
| | 1. A lively flourish of Trumpets. | |
| | 2. Then, two Judges. | |
| | 3. Lord Chancellor, with the purse and mace | 45 |
| | before him. | |
| | 4. Choristers, singing. | |
| | Music | |
| | 5. Mayor of London, bearing the mace. Then | |
| | Garter, in his coat of arms, and on his | |
| | head a gilt copper crown. | 50 |
| | 6. Marquess Dorset, bearing a sceptre of gold, | |
| | on his head a demi-coronal of gold. With | |
| | him, SURREY, bearing the rod of silver with | |
| | the dove, crowned with an earl's coronet. | |
| | Collars of SS. | 55 |
| | 7. SUFFOLK, in his robe of estate, his coronet | |
| | on his head, bearing a long white wand, as | |
| | high-steward. With him, NORFOLK, with the | |
| | rod of marshalship, a coronet on his head. | |
| | Collars of SS. | 60 |
| | 8. A canopy borne by four of the Cinque-ports; | |
| | under it, QUEEN ANNE in her robe; in her hair | |
| | richly adorned with pearl, crowned. On each | |
| | side her, the Bishops of London and | |
| | Winchester. | 65 |
| | 9. The old Duchess of Norfolk, in a coronal of | |
| | gold, wrought with flowers, bearing QUEEN | |
| | ANNE's train. | |
| | 10. Certain Ladies or Countesses, with plain | |
| | circlets of gold without flowers. | 70 |
| | They pass over the stage in order and state | |
| Second Gentleman | A royal train, believe me. These I know: | |
| | Who's that that bears the sceptre? | |
| First Gentleman | Marquess Dorset: | |
| | And that the Earl of Surrey, with the rod. | |
| Second Gentleman | A bold brave gentleman. That should be | 75 |
| | The Duke of Suffolk? | |
| First Gentleman | 'Tis the same: high-steward. | |
| Second Gentleman | And that my Lord of Norfolk? | |
| First Gentleman | Yes; | |
| Second Gentleman | Heaven bless thee! | 80 |
| | Looking on QUEEN ANNE | |
| | Thou hast the sweetest face I ever look'd on. | |
| | Sir, as I have a soul, she is an angel; | |
| | Our king has all the Indies in his arms, | |
| | And more and richer, when he strains that lady: | |
| | I cannot blame his conscience. | 85 |
| First Gentleman | They that bear | |
| | The cloth of honour over her, are four barons | |
| | Of the Cinque-ports. | |
| Second Gentleman | Those men are happy; and so are all are near her. | |
| | I take it, she that carries up the train | 90 |
| | Is that old noble lady, Duchess of Norfolk. | |
| First Gentleman | It is; and all the rest are countesses. | |
| Second Gentleman | Their coronets say so. These are stars indeed; | |
| | And sometimes falling ones. | |
| First Gentleman | No more of that. | 95 |
| | Exit procession, and then a great flourish of trumpets | |
| | Enter a third Gentleman | |
| First Gentleman | God save you, sir! where have you been broiling? | |
| Third Gentleman | Among the crowd i' the Abbey; where a finger | |
| | Could not be wedged in more: I am stifled | |
| | With the mere rankness of their joy. | |
| Second Gentleman | You saw | 100 |
| | The ceremony? | |
| Third Gentleman | That I did. | |
| First Gentleman | How was it? | |
| Third Gentleman | Well worth the seeing. | |
| Second Gentleman | Good sir, speak it to us. | 105 |
| Third Gentleman | As well as I am able. The rich stream | |
| | Of lords and ladies, having brought the queen | |
| | To a prepared place in the choir, fell off | |
| | A distance from her; while her grace sat down | |
| | To rest awhile, some half an hour or so, | 110 |
| | In a rich chair of state, opposing freely | |
| | The beauty of her person to the people. | |
| | Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman | |
| | That ever lay by man: which when the people | |
| | Had the full view of, such a noise arose | 115 |
| | As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest, | |
| | As loud, and to as many tunes: hats, cloaks-- | |
| | Doublets, I think,--flew up; and had their faces | |
| | Been loose, this day they had been lost. Such joy | |
| | I never saw before. Great-bellied women, | 120 |
| | That had not half a week to go, like rams | |
| | In the old time of war, would shake the press, | |
| | And make 'em reel before 'em. No man living | |
| | Could say 'This is my wife' there; all were woven | |
| | So strangely in one piece. | 125 |
| Second Gentleman | But, what follow'd? | |
| Third Gentleman | At length her grace rose, and with modest paces | |
| | Came to the altar; where she kneel'd, and saint-like | |
| | Cast her fair eyes to heaven and pray'd devoutly. | |
| | Then rose again and bow'd her to the people: | 130 |
| | When by the Archbishop of Canterbury | |
| | She had all the royal makings of a queen; | |
| | As holy oil, Edward Confessor's crown, | |
| | The rod, and bird of peace, and all such emblems | |
| | Laid nobly on her: which perform'd, the choir, | 135 |
| | With all the choicest music of the kingdom, | |
| | Together sung 'Te Deum.' So she parted, | |
| | And with the same full state paced back again | |
| | To York-place, where the feast is held. | |
| First Gentleman | Sir, | 140 |
| | You must no more call it York-place, that's past; | |
| | For, since the cardinal fell, that title's lost: | |
| | 'Tis now the king's, and call'd Whitehall. | |
| Third Gentleman | I know it; | |
| | But 'tis so lately alter'd, that the old name | 145 |
| | Is fresh about me. | |
| Second Gentleman | What two reverend bishops | |
| | Were those that went on each side of the queen? | |
| Third Gentleman | Stokesly and Gardiner; the one of Winchester, | |
| | Newly preferr'd from the king's secretary, | 150 |
| | The other, London. | |
| Second Gentleman | He of Winchester | |
| | Is held no great good lover of the archbishop's, | |
| | The virtuous Cranmer. | |
| Third Gentleman | All the land knows that: | 155 |
| | However, yet there is no great breach; when it comes, | |
| | Cranmer will find a friend will not shrink from him. | |
| Second Gentleman | Who may that be, I pray you? | |
| Third Gentleman | Thomas Cromwell; | |
| | A man in much esteem with the king, and truly | 160 |
| | A worthy friend. The king has made him master | |
| | O' the jewel house, | |
| | And one, already, of the privy council. | |
| Second Gentleman | He will deserve more. | |
| Third Gentleman | Yes, without all doubt. | 165 |
| | Come, gentlemen, ye shall go my way, which | |
| | Is to the court, and there ye shall be my guests: | |
| | Something I can command. As I walk thither, | |
| | I'll tell ye more. | |
| Both | You may command us, sir. | 170 |
| | Exeunt | |