The gentleman is learn’d, and a most rare speaker; To nature none more bound; his training such That he may furnish and instruct great teachers, And never seek for aid out of himself.
I pray you, tell me, If what I now pronounce you have found true And, if you may confess it, say withal, If you are bound to us or no. What say you?
The heads of all thy brother cardinals, With thee and all thy best parts bound together, Weigh’d not a hair of his.
How much, methinks, I could despise this man, But that I am bound in charity against it!
Dread sovereign, how much are we bound to Heaven In daily thanks, that gave us such a prince; Not only good and wise, but most religious; One that, in all obedience, makes the Church The chief aim of his honour; and, to strengthen That holy duty, out of dear respect, His royal self in judgement comes to hear The cause betwixt her and this great offender.
Most gracious sir, In humblest manner I require your Highness, That it shall please you to declare, in hearing Of all these ears,—for, where I am robb’d and bound, There must I be unloos’d, although not there At once and fully satisfied,—whether ever I Did broach this business to your Highness, or Laid any scruple in your way, which might Induce you to the question on’t? or ever Have to you, but with thanks to God for such A royal lady, spake one the least word that might Be to the…