"I came but to beseech your highness to resume that which your own royal hands had given me.

My authority trampled upon, my loyalty insulted, my zeal in your grace's service derided, my very men compelled, perforce of arms, to disobey me, and this by one high in your grace's estimation, nay, connected with your royal self.

Surely, my gracious liege, I do but right in resigning the high honor your highness bestowed.

I can have little merit to retain it, and such things be." "But they shall not be, sir.

As there is a God above us, they shall not be!" exclaimed the king, in towering wrath, and striking his hand on a small table of crystal near him with such violence as to shiver it to pieces.