GARDINER

Well, that the leagues confirmed, my gracious Lord, Ill, that I fear the death of good Queen Jane, Will caute new troubles in our state again. I fear false Luther; doctrines spread so far, I cast that his highness now unmarried, Should match amongst that sect of Lutherans, You saw how soon his majesty was won, To scorn the Pope, and Rome's religion, When Queen Anne Bullen wore the diadem. Heriticall and damned he esies, Precepts that Crammers wisdom taught the Prince, The Pope and we are held as heritickes, What thinkest thou Bonner of this wouering age? 'Tis doubtful he will bend, but sure Queen Katherens a strong Lutheran hard ye not How in presence of the King and Cardinal, She did exsterp against his Holiness. I Bonner, thats the sum of all, There must be no Queen, or the Abbeys fallen, God morrow to your Majesty. Ill morrow must it be to you or us, Conspirators gainst men religious, Bonner, these Lutherans do conspi e I see, And scoff the Pope and his supremacy. No doubt he will my Lord. Much bloodshed there is now in Germany, About this difference in religion, With Lutherans, Arians, and Anabaptis As half the Province of Helvetia, Is with their tumults almost quite destroyed. Most unlawful my deer Sovereign, Unless permitted by his Holiness. Madame these are that sects of Lutherans, That makes your Highness so mistake the Scriptures, Your slender arguments thus answered Before the King, God . I, those are the speeches of those heretics, Cranmer, Ridley, and blunt Lattimer, That daily rail against his Hollynesse, Filling the land with hateful herefies. God grant it breed no farther detriment, Unto your crown and sacred dignity: They that would altar thus Religion, I fear they scarcely love your toyall person. My love and duty to your Majesty, Bids me be bold to speak my conscience, Unless your safety and your life they hate, Why should they daily thus disturb the state. To smooth the face of false rebellion, Proud traitors will pretend religion. For under colour of reformation The upstarted followers of Wickcliffes doctrine, In the fifth Henries days arise in arms: And had nor diligent care prevented them, Their powers had suddenly surprised the King. And good my Liege who knows their proud intent, That thus rebel against your government. Then if your royal person will be safe, Your life preserved and this fair Realm in peace. And all these troubles smoothly pacified, The Queen deer Lord must be removed from you. See here my lee ge are proofs too manifest, Her highness with a sect of Lutherans: Have private meetings, secret conventicle, To wrest the grounds of all religion: Seeking by tumults to subvert the state, The which with out your majesty's consent, Is treason capital against the Crown. Why else, should all these private meetings be without the knowledge of your majesty. Now Bonner stir, the game is set a foot, The king is now incensed, lets follow close To have Queen Katherne shorter by a head, These heresies will cease when she is dead. False luther knaves he has great friends in England: Else durst he not thus move your Majesty. Come Boner now strike sure the irons hot. Urge all thou canst, let nothing be forgotten. We have the Kings hand here to warrant us, It well the Cardinal came and so luckily. Who urged, the sta e would quite be ruined, If that religion thus were altered. Which made his highness with a firy spleen, Direct out warrants to attache the Queen. Those Articles of accusations, We r md against her being lost by you Had Like to overthrow our policy, Had we not stou lie urged his majesty. A guard must be provided speedily, To bear her prisoner unto London Tower, And watch convenient place to arrest her person. About it then, let them untimely die, that scorn the Pope and Rome's supremacy. 'Tis Carded all Will you my Lord. S. William Compton my Leedge. Bonner 'tis true, but in mean time we must Prevent this rancour that now swells so big, That it must out or break, they have a dangerous head, And much I fear. See yonder, she's talking with his Majesty, Think you we may attempt to take her h re? As loyal subjects to your state and person, We come to apprehend that traitorous woe and. We have your highness hand to warrant it. 'Tis here my Liege. Fellows, stay there, and when I call, come forward, The service you pursue, is for the kings Therefore I charge you to perform it boldly, We have his hand and seal to warrant it.