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The Life and Death of The Lord Cromwell, attributed in part to William Shakespeare. Page: 35
To morrow, tell him, shall he hear from me.--
Set on before there, and away to Lambeth.
[Exeunt omnes.]
ACT V. SCENE III. Lambeth.
[Enter Winchester, Suffolk, Norfolk, Bedford,
Sargeant at arms, the Herald, and halberts.]
GARDINER.
Halberts, stand close unto the waterside;
Sargeant at arms, be bold in your office;
Herald, deliver your proclamation.
HERALD.
This is to give notice to all the king's subjects:
The late Lord Cromwell, Lord Chancellor of
England, Vicar general over the realm, him to
hold and esteem as a traitor against the Crown
and dignity of England: So God save the king.
GARDINER.
Amen.
BEDFORD.
Amen,--and root thee from the land,
For whilst thou livest truth cannot stand.
NORFOLK.
Make a lane there, the traitor's at hand.
Keep back Cromwell's men;
Drown them if they come on.--Sargeant, your office.
[Enter Cromwell, they make a lane with their
halberts.]
CROMWELL.
What means my Lord of Norfolk by these words?
Sirs, come along.
GARDINER.
Kill them, if they come on.
SARGEANT.
Lord Cromwell, in king Henry's name,
I do arrest your honour of high treason.
CROMWELL.
Sargeant, me of treason?
[Cromwell's men offer to draw.]
SUFFOLK.
Kill them, if they draw a sword.
CROMWELL.
Hold; I charge you, as you love me, draw not a sword.
Who dares accuse Cromwell of treason now?
GARDINER.
This is no place to reckon up your crime;
Your Dove-like looks were viewed with serpent's eyes.
CROMWELL.
With serpent's eyes, indeed, by thine they were;
But Gardiner do thy worst, I fear thee not.
My faith, compared with thine, as much shall pass,
As doth the Diamond excel the glass.
Attached of treason, no accusers by!
Indeed, what tongue dares speak so foul a lie?
NORFOLK.
My Lord, my Lord, matters are too well known,
And it is time the king had note thereof.
CROMWELL.
The king! let me go to him face to face;
No better trial I desire than that:
Let him but say that Cromwell's faith was feigned,
Then let my honour and my name be stained.
If ever my heart against my king was set,
O let my soul in Judgement answer it:
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