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The vision. Enter, solemnly tripping one after another, six personages, clad in white robes, wearing on their heads garlands of bays, and golden vizards on their faces; branches of bays, or palm, in their hands. They first congee unto her, then dance; and, at certain changes, the first two hold a spare garland over her head; ut which, the other four make reverent court'sies; then the two that held the garland, deliver the same to the other next two, who observe the same order in their changes, and holding the garland over her head: which done, they deliver the same garland to the last two, who likewise observe the same order: at which (us it were by inspiration), she makes in her sleep signs of re. joicing, and holdeth up her hands to heaven: and so in their dancing they vanish, carrying the garland with them. The musick continues.
Kuth. Spirits of peace, where are ye ? Are ye all
gone? And leave me here in wretchedness behind ye? .
Grif. Madam, we are here.
It is not you I call for:
None, madam, Kath. No? Saw you not, even now, a blessed
Grif. I am most joyful, madam, such good dreams
Bid the musick leave, They are harsh and heavy to me. [Musick ceases. Pat.
Do you note,
VIII. 85 How much her grace is alter'd on the sudden ? How long her face is drawn? how pale she looks, And of an earthy cold ? Mark you her eyes? Grif. She is going, wench; pray, pray. Pat.
Heaven comfort her!
Enter a Messenger.
You are a saucy fellow :
You are to blame, Knowing she will not lose her wonted greatness, To use so rude behaviour: go to, kneel.
Mess. I humbly do entreat your highness' pardon; My haste made me unmannerly: There is staying A gentleman, sent from the king, to see you. Kath. Admit him entrance, Griffith: But this
fellow Let me ne'er see again.
[Ereunt Griffith and Messenger,
Re-enter Griffith, with Capucius.
If my sight fail not, You should be lord ambassador from the emperor, My royal nephew, and your name Capucius.
Cap. Madam, the same, your servant.
O my lord,
Noble lady, First, mine own service to your grace; the next, The king's request that I would visit you; Who grieves much for your weakness, and by me Sends you his princely commendations, And heartily entreats you take good comfort. Kath. O my good lord, that comfort comes too
'Tis like a pardon after execution :
Madam, in good health.
(Giving it to Katharine. Kath. Sir, I most humbly pray you to deliver This to my lord the king. Cap.
Most willing, madam. Kath. In which I have commended to his good.
ness The model* of our chaste loves, his young daugh
* Image, 1 Afterwards Queen Mary.
Even if he should be.
And something over to remember me by
By heaven, I will ;
Kath. I thank you, honest lord. Remember me In all humility unto his highness : Say, his long trouble now is passing Out of this world: tell him, in death I bless'd him, For so I will.-Mine eyes grow dim.Farewell, My lord.-Griffith, farewell.-Nay, Patience, You must not leave me yet. I must to bed; Call in more women.- When I am dead, good wench, Let me be us'd with honour; strew me over Witb maiden flowers, that all the world may know I was a chaste wife to my grave: embalm me, Then lay me forth: although unqueen'd, yet like A queen, and daughter to a king, inter me. I can no more,
(Exeunt, leading Katharine.
Enter Gardiner bishop of Winchester; a Page
It hath struck. Gar. These should be hours for necessities,
Not for delights; times to repair our nature o
mas! Whither so late? Loo.
Came you from the king, my lord? Gar. I did, sir Thomas; and left him at primero With the duke of Suffolk. Lov. .
I must to him, too, Before he go to bed. I'll take my leave. Gar. Not yet, sir Thomas Lovell. What's the
matter? It seems, you are in baste: an if there be No great offence belongs to't, give your friend Some toucht of your late business: Affairs, that walk (As, they say, spirits do), at midnight, have In them a wilder nature, than the business That seeks despatch by day. Lov.
My lord, I love you ;
The fruit, she goes with,
Methinks, I could
But, sir, sir,
* A game at cards.