So long as I am loyal, true and crimeless.
Wouldst have me rescue thee from this reproach?
65 Why, yet thy scandal were not wiped away,
But I in danger for the breach of law.
Thy greatest help is quiet, gentle Nell:
I pray thee, sort thy heart to patience;
[♦] These few days’ wonder will be quickly worn.
Enter a Herald.
[70] Her. I summon your grace to his majesty’s parliament,
Holden at Bury the first of this next month.