| A thousand pounds by th' year. Thus runs the bill. |
| | Ely. This would drink deep. |
| | Canterbury. 'Twould drink the cup and all. |
| | Ely. But what prevention? | 21 |
| | Canterbury. The king is full of grace and fair re- |
| | | gard | |
| | Ely. And a true lover of the holy Church. |
| | Canterbury. The courses of his youth promis'd it |
| | | not. | |
| The breath no sooner left his father's body, | 25 |
| But that his wildness, mortified in him, |
| Seem'd to die too. Yea, at that very moment, |
| Consideration like an angel came |
| And whipp'd th' offending Adam out of him, |
| Leaving his body as a paradise | 30 |
| T' envelop and contain celestial spirits. |
| Never was such a sudden scholar made; |
| Never came reformation in a flood |
| With such a heady currance, scouring faults, |
| Nor never Hydra-headed willfulness | 35 |
| So soon did lose his seat, and all at once, |
| As in this king. |
| | Ely. We are blessed in the change. |
| | Canterbury. Hear him but reason in divinity, |
| And, all-admiring, with an inward wish |
| You would desire the king were made a prelate. | 40 |
| Hear him debate of commonwealth affairs, |
| You would say it hath been all in all his study. |
| List his discourse of war, and you shall hear |