The third Scene:
Enter King, and divers followers.
King.
GO tell the Cardinal, and Marshal thus,
That 'tis our pleasure, they shoo'd come to us.
Exeunt.
Leave us alone: that we shoo'd him remove,
Whom 'bove our life, and Kingdom, we do love!
No, no, wee'le never do••t, wee'le rather die,
Then either him, or else his Counsel flie:
My Lord you're welcome, to our Royal ear,
Cardinal enters.
Wee've news to tell you, set you in this Chair.
Card.
Implease you Sir, I know my duty well,
And where my distance, likewise ought to dwell.
King.
Set down we say, for 'tis our Princely will,
That you in this, our pleasure shoo'd fulfill.
Be cover'd too, and then we will proceed,
To tell you that, which makes our soul to bleed.
Our Subjects grieved are, and say the cause,
Proceeds from you, 'cause you despise our Laws:
Advising us, to govern them by will,
Which they to us, presented have by Bill: