“My crown is hollow without a son. My kingdom cannot bide uncertainty.
My Lady Anne would be my wife, but never will my mistress be.
The papal legate on my case is a master of delay..
Wolsey wants to be a Prince but Rome is very far away.
I can’t depend upon the Cardinal to accomplish what I pray..
I need a quick and legal way to disavow my Spanish Queen,
Then wed and bed my Lady Anne and sire sons of lordly mien.
I am convinced by Holy Writ that marriage to Catherine was a sin.
My gentleman of the Privy chamber; Please show Thomas Cromwell in.”
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
“My crown is hollow without a son. My kingdom cannot bide uncertainty.
My Lady Anne would be my wife, but never will my mistress be.
The papal legate on my case is a master of delay..
Wolsey wants to be a Prince but Rome is very far away.
I can’t depend upon the Cardinal to accomplish what I pray..
I need a quick and legal way to disavow my Spanish Queen,
Then wed and bed my Lady Anne and sire sons of lordly mien.
I am convinced by Holy Writ that marriage to Catherine was a sin.
My gentleman of the Privy chamber; Please show Thomas Cromwell in.”
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