The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to ’s Holiness.
Then, that in all you writ to Rome, or else To foreign princes, "Ego et Rex meus" Was still inscrib’d; in which you brought the King To be your servant.
Yes, that goodness Of gleaning all the land’s wealth into one, Into your own hands, Cardinal, by extortion; The goodness of your intercepted packets You writ to the Pope against the King.
Lord Cardinal, the King’s further pleasure is, Because all those things you have done of late By your power legatine within this kingdom, Fall into the compass of a praemunire, That therefore such a writ be sued against you; To forfeit all your goods, lands, tenements, Chattels, and whatsoever, and to be Out of the King’s protection.
] Let there be letters writ to every shire, Of the King’s grace and pardon.