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It must be thus ; and yet, cocksbody !

how strange That Gardiner, once so one with all of us Against this foreign marriage, should

have yielded So utterly !-strange! but stranger still

that he, So fierce against the Headship of the

Pope, Should play the second actor in this

pageant That brings him in ; such a cameleon he ! Second Member. This Gardiner turn'd

his coat in Henry's time; The serpent that hath slough'd will

slough again. Third Member. Tut, then we all are

serpents. Second Member. Speak for yourself. Third Member. Ay, and for Gardiner !

being English citizen, How should he bear a bridegroom out of

Spain? The Queen would have him! being

English churchman, How should he bear the headship of the

Pope ? The Queen would have it ! Statesmen

that are wise Shape a necessity, as a sculptor clay, To their own model. Second Member. Statesmen that are

wise Take truth herself for model. What say

you? [To Sir Ralph Bagenhall. Bagenhall. We talk and talk. First Member. Ay, and what use to

talk ? Philip's no sudden alien—the Queen's

husband, He's here, and king, or will be-yet

cocksbody! So hated here ! I watch'd a hive of late ;

My seven-years' friend was with me, my

young boy; Out crept a wasp, with half the swarm

behind. · Philip !' says he. I had to cuff the rogue For infant treason.

Third Member. But they say that bees, If any creeping life invade their hive Too gross to be thrust out, will build him

round, And bind him in from harming of their

combs. And Philip by these articles is bound From stirring hand or foot to wrong the

realm. Second Member. By bonds of beeswax,

like your creeping thing ; But your wise bees had stung him first

to death. Third Member. Hush, hush ! You wrong the Chancellor: the clauses

added To that same treaty which the emperor

sent us Were mainly Gardiner's: that no foreigner Hold office in the household, fleet, forts,

army ; That if the Queen should die without a

child, The bond between the kingdoms be

dissolved ; That Philip should not mix us any way With his French warsSecond Member. Ay, ay, but what

security, Good sir, for this, if Fhilip

Third Member Peace—the Queen, Philip, and Pole. (All rise, and stand.

Enter Mary, Philip, and POLE.

[Gardiner conducts them to the three chairs of state. Philip sits on the Queen's left, Pole on her right.

Gardiner. Our short-lived sun, before

his winter plunge, Laughs at the last red leaf, and Andrew's

Day.
Mary. Should not this day be held in

after years
More solemn than of old ?
Philip.

Madam, my wish Echoes your Majesty's. Pole.

It shall be so. Gardiner. Mine echoes both your

Graces”; (aside) but the PopeCan we not have the Catholic church as well Without as with the Italian ? if we cannot, Why then the Pope.

My lords of the upper house, And ye, my masters, of the lower house, Do ye stand fast by that which ye

resolved ?

Voices. We do.
Gardiner. And be you all one mind to

supplicate The Legate here for pardon, and acknow

ledge The primacy of the Pope ?

Voices. We are all one mind. Gardiner. Then must I play the vassal to this Pole.

[Aside. (He draws a paper from under his

robes and presents it to the King and Queen, who look through it and return it to him ; then ascends

a tribune, and reads. We, the Lords Spiritual and Temporal, And Commons here in Parliament

• assembled, Presenting the whole body of this realm of England, and dominions of the same, Do make most humble suit unto your

Majesties, In our own name and that of all the state, That by your gracious means and inter

cession

Our supplication be exhibited
To the Lord Cardinal Pole, sent here as

Legate
From our most Holy Father Julius, Pope,
And from the apostolic see of Rome ;
And do declare our penitence and grief
For our long schism and disobedience,
Either in making laws and ordinances
Against the Holy Father's primacy,
Or else by doing or by speaking aught
Which might impugn or prejudice the

same; By this our supplication promising, As well for our own selves as all the

realm, That now we be and ever shall be quick, Under and with your Majesties' autho

rities, To do to the utmost all that in us lies Towards the abrogation and repeal Of all such laws and ordinances made ; Whereon we humbly pray your Majesties, As persons undefiled with our offence, So to set forth this humble suit of ours That we the rather by your intercession May from the apostolic see obtain, Thro' this most reverend Father, absolu

tion, And full release from danger of all

censures
Of Holy Church that we be falln into,
So that we may, as children penitent,
Be once again received into the bosom
And unity of Universal Church ;
And that this noble realm thro' after

years
May in this unity and obedience
Unto the holy see and reigning Pope
Serve God and both your Majesties.
Voices.

Amen. (All sit. [He again presents the petition to the

King and Queen, who hand it reverentially to Pole.

Pole (sitting). This is the loveliest day

that ever smiled On England. All her breath should,

incenselike, Rise to the heavens in grateful praise of

Him Who now recalls her to His ancient fold. Lo ! once again God to this realm hath

given A token of His more especial Grace ; For as this people were the first of all The islands call'd into the dawning church Out ofthe dead, deep night of heathendom, So now are these the first whom God

hath given Grace to repent and sorrow for their

schism;
And if your penitence be not mockery,
Oh how the blessed angels who rejoice
Over one saved do triumph at this hour
In the reborn salvation of a land
So noble.

[A pause.
For ourselves we do protest
That our commission is to heal, not harm ;
We come not to condemn, but reconcile ;
We come not to compel, but call again ;
We come not to destroy, but edify;
Nor yet to question things already done ;
These are forgiven-matters of the past-
And range with jetsam and with offal

thrown Into the blind sea of forgetfulness. [A pause. Ye have reversed the attainder laid on us By him who sack'd the house of God;

and we, Amplier than any field on our poor earth Can render thanks in fruit for being sown, Do here and now repay you sixty-fold, A hundred, yea, a thousand thousand-fold, With heaven for earth.

[Rising and stretching forth his hands.

AU kneel but Sir Ralph Bagenhall, who rises and remains standing.

The Lord who hath redeem d us With His own blood, and wash'd us from

our sins, To purchase for Himself a stainless bride ; He, whom the Father hath appointed

Head of all his church, He by His mercy absolve you !

(A pause. And we by that authority Apostolic Given unto us, his Legate, by the

Pope, Our Lord and Holy Father, Julius, God's Vicar and Vicegerent upon earth, Do here absolve you and deliver you And every one of you, and all the

realm And its dominions from all heresy, All schism, and from all and every

censure, Judgment, and pain accruing thereupon ; And also we restore you to the bosom And unity of Universal Church.

[Turning to Gardiner. Our letters of commission will declare

this plainlier. [Queen heard sobbing. Cries of

Amen! Amen! Some of the Members embrace one another, An but Sir Ralph Bagenhall pass out into the neighbouring chapel, whence

is heard the Te Deum. Bagenhall. We strove against the

papacy from the first, In William's time, in our first Edward's

time, And in my master Henry's time; but

now, The unity of Universal Church, Mary would have it ; and this Gardiner

follows; The unity of Universal Hell, Philip would have it ; and this Gardiner Bagenhall. What ! will she have my

follows !

head ? Officer. A round fine likelier. Your pardon. [Calling to Attendant.

By the river to the Tower. [Exeunt.

A Parliament of imitative apes !
Sheep at the gap which Gardiner takes,

who not Believes the Pope, nor any of them

believeThese spaniel-Spaniard English of the

time, Who rub their fawning noses in the dust, For that is Philip's gold-dust, and adore This Vicar of their Vicar. Would I had

been Born Spaniard ! I had held my head up

then.
I am ashamed that I am Bagenhall,
English.

Enter OFFICER.
Officer. Sir Ralph Bagenhall !
Bagemhall.

What of that ?
Officer. You were the one sole man in

either house Who stood upright when both the houses

fell.
Bagenhall. The houses fell !

Officer. I mean the houses knelt
Before the Legate.
Bagenhall. Do not scrimp your

phrase, But stretch it wider ; say when England

SCENE IV.-WHITEHALL. A ROOM

IN THE PALACE.
MARY, GARDINER, POLE, PAGET,

BONNER, &c.
Mary. The King and I, my Lords,

now that all traitors Against our royal state have lost the heads Wherewith they plotted in their treason

ous malice, Have talk'd together, and are well agreed That those old statutes touching Lollard

ism To bring the heretic to the stake, should be No longer a dead letter, but requicken'd. One of the Council. Why, what hath

fluster'd Gardiner? how he rubs His forelock ! Paget. I have changed a word with

him In coming, and may change a word again. Gardiner. Madam, your Highness is

our sun, the King And you together our two suns in one ; And so the beams of both may shine upon

us, The faith that seem'd to droop will feel

your light, Lift head, and flourish ; yet not light

alone, There must be heat-there must be heat

enough To scorch and wither heresy to the root. For what saith Christ ? •Compel them

to come in.' And what saith Paul ? 'I would they were cut off

PP

fell.

Officer. I say you were the one sole

man who stood. Bagenhall. I am the one sole man in

either house, Perchance in England, loves her like a son. Officer. Well, you one man, because

you stood upright, Her Grace the Queen commands you to

the Tower. Bagenhall. As traitor, or as heretic,

or for what? Officer. If any man in any way would

be The one man, he shall be so to his cost.

That trouble you.' Let the dead letter live ! Trace it in fire, that all the louts to whom Their A B C is darkness, clowns and

grooms May read it ! so you quash rebellion too, For heretic and traitor are all one : Two vipers of one breed—an amphisbæna, Each end a sting: Let the dead letter burn! Paget. Yet there be some disloyal

Catholics, And many heretics loyal; heretic throats Cried no God-bless-her to the Lady Jane, But shouted in Queen Mary. So there be Some traitor-heretic, there is axe and cord. To take the lives of others that are loyal, And by the churchman's pitiless doom of

fire, Were but a thankless policy in the crown, Ay, and against itself; for there are many. Mary. If we could burn out heresy,

my Lord Paget, We reck not tho’ we lost this crown of

England-
Ay! tho' it were ten Englands !

Gardiner. Right, your Grace. Paget, you are all for this poor life of ours, And care but little for the life to be. Paget. I have some time, for curious

ness, my Lord, Watch'd children playing at their life to

Gardiner. A spice of Satan, ha ! Why, good ! what then? granted !-we

are fallen creatures ;
Look to your Bible, Paget ! we are fallen.
Paget. I am but of the laity, my Lord

Bishop,
And may not read your Bible, yet I found
One day, a wholesome scripture, 'Little

children, Love one another.'

Gardiner. Did you find a scripture, 'I come not to bring peace but a sword?'

The sword
Is in her Grace's hand to smite with.

Paget,
You stand up here to fight for heresy,
You are more than guess'd at as a heretic,
And on the steep-up track of the true faith
Your lapses are far seen.

Paget. The faultless Gardiner !
Mary. You brawl beyond the ques.

tion ; speak, Lord Legate !
Pole. Indeed, I cannot follow with

your Grace : Rather would say—the shepherd doth

not kill The sheep that wander from his flock, but

sends His careful dog to bring them to the fold. Look to the Netherlands, wherein have

been Such holocausts of heresy ! to what end? For yet the faith is not established there.

Gardiner. The end's not come.
Pole.

No-nor this way
will come,
Seeing there lie two ways to every end,
A better and a worse—the worse is here
To persecute, because to persecute
Makes a faith hated, and is furthermore
No perfect witness of a perfect faith
In him who persecutes : when men are tost
On tides of strange opinion, and not sure

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And cruel at it, killing helpless flies ; Such is our time—all times for aught I

know. Gardiner. We kill the heretics that

sting the soulThey, with right reason, flies that prick

the flesh. Paget. They had not reach'd right

reason ; little children ! They kill'd but for their pleasure and the

power They felt in killing

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