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SIR THOMAS MORE Page: 19
Hath ransomed many a subject from sad death.
[Exit Shrewsbury and Cholmley.]
LORD MAYOR.
Lincoln and Sherwin, you shall both to Newgate;
The rest unto the Counters.
PALMER.
Go guard them hence: a little breath well spent
Cheats expectation in his fairest event.
DOLL.
Well, Sheriff More, thou hast done more with thy good words than
all they could with their weapons: give me thy hand, keep thy
promise now for the king's pardon, or, by the Lord, I'll call thee a
plain coney-catcher.
LINCOLN.
Farewell, Shrieve More; and as we yield by thee,
So make our peace; then thou dealst honestly.
CLOWN.
Aye, and save us from the gallows, else a devil's double honestly!
[They are led away.]
LORD MAYOR.
Master Shrieve More, you have preserved the city
From a most dangerous fierce commotion;
For, if this limb of riot here in St. Martins
Had joined with other branches of the city
That did begin to kindle, twould have bred
Great rage; that rage much murder would have fed.
Not steel, but eloquence hath wrought this good:
You have redeemed us from much threatened blood.
MORE.
My lord and brethren, what I here have spoke,
My country's love, and next the city's care,
Enjoined me to; which since it thus prevails,
Think, God hath made weak More his instrument
To thwart sedition's violent intent.
I think twere best, my lord, some two hours hence
We meet at the Guildhall, and there determine
That thorough every ward the watch be clad
In armor, but especially proud
That at the city gates selected men,
Substantial citizens, do ward tonight,
For fear of further mischief.
LORD MAYOR.
It shall be so:
But yond me thinks my lord of Shrewsbury.
[Enter Shrewsbury.]
SHREWSBURY.
My lord, his majesty sends loving thanks
To you, your brethren, and his faithful subjects,
Your careful citizens.--But, Master More, to you
A rougher, yet as kind, a salutation:
A knights creation is this knightly steel.
Rise up, Sir Thomas More.
MORE.
I thank his highness for thus honoring me.
SHREWSBURY.
This is but first taste of his princely favor:
For it hath pleased his high majesty
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