PART THE SECOND
THE Pope was thrown into a very angry state of mind when he heard of the King's marriage,and fumed exceedingly.Many of the English monks and friars,seeing that their order was in danger,did the same;some even declaimed against the King in church before his face,and were not to be stopped until he himself roared out 'Silence!'The King,not much the worse for this,took it pretty quietly;and was very glad when his Queen gave birth to a daughter,who was christened ELIZABETH,and declared Princess of Wales as her sister Mary had already been.
One of the most atrocious features of this reign was that Henry the Eighth was always trimming between the reformed religion and the unreformed one;so that the more he quarrelled with the Pope,the more of his own subjects he roasted alive for not holding the Pope's opinions.Thus,an unfortunate student named John Frith,and a poor simple tailor named Andrew Hewet who loved him very much,and said that whatever John Frith believed HE believed,were burnt in Smithfield-to show what a capital Christian the King was.
But,these were speedily followed by two much greater victims,Sir Thomas More,and John Fisher,the Bishop of Rochester.The latter,who was a good and amiable old man,had committed no greater offence than believing in Elizabeth Barton,called the Maid of Kent-another of those ridiculous women who pretended to be inspired,and to make all sorts of heavenly revelations,though they indeed uttered nothing but evil nonsense.For this offence-as it was pretended,but really for denying the King to be the supreme Head of the Church-he got into trouble,and was put in prison;but,even then,he might have been suffered to die naturally (short work having been made of executing the Kentish Maid and her principal followers),but that the Pope,to spite the King,resolved to make him a cardinal.Upon that the King made a ferocious joke to the effect that the Pope might send Fisher a red hat-which is the way they make a cardinal-but he should have no head on which to wear it;and he was tried with all unfairness and injustice,and sentenced to death.He died like a noble and virtuous old man,and left a worthy name behind him.The King supposed,I dare say,that Sir Thomas More would be frightened by this example;but,as he was not to be easily terrified,and,thoroughly believing in the Pope,had made up his mind that the King was not the rightful Head of the Church,he positively refused to say that he was.For this crime he too was tried and sentenced,after having been in prison a whole year.When he was doomed to death,and came away from his trial with the edge of the executioner's axe turned towards him-as was always done in those times when a state prisoner came to that hopeless pass-he bore it quite serenely,and gave his blessing to his son,who pressed through the crowd in Westminster Hall and kneeled down to receive it.But,when he got to the Tower Wharf on his way back to his prison,and his favourite daughter,MARGARET ROPER,a very good woman,rushed through the guards again and again,to kiss him and to weep upon his neck,he was overcome at last.He soon recovered,and never more showed any feeling but cheerfulness and courage.When he was going up the steps of the scaffold to his death,he said jokingly to the Lieutenant of the Tower,observing that they were weak and shook beneath his tread,'I pray you,master Lieutenant,see me safe up;and,for my coming down,I can shift for myself.'Also he said to the executioner,after he had laid his head upon the block,'Let me put my beard out of the way;for that,at least,has never committed any treason.'
Then his head was struck off at a blow.These two executions were worthy of King Henry the Eighth.Sir Thomas More was one of the most virtuous men in his dominions,and the Bishop was one of his oldest and truest friends.But to be a friend of that fellow was almost as dangerous as to be his wife.
When the news of these two murders got to Rome,the Pope raged against the murderer more than ever Pope raged since the world began,and prepared a Bull,ordering his subjects to take arms against him and dethrone him.The King took all possible precautions to keep that document out of his dominions,and set to work in return to suppress a great number of the English monasteries and abbeys.
This destruction was begun by a body of commissioners,of whom Cromwell (whom the King had taken into great favour)was the head;
and was carried on through some few years to its entire completion.
There is no doubt that many of these religious establishments were religious in nothing but in name,and were crammed with lazy,indolent,and sensual monks.There is no doubt that they imposed upon the people in every possible way;that they had images moved by wires,which they pretended were miraculously moved by Heaven;
that they had among them a whole tun measure full of teeth,all purporting to have come out of the head of one saint,who must indeed have been a very extraordinary person with that enormous allowance of grinders;that they had bits of coal which they said had fried Saint Lawrence,and bits of toe-nails which they said belonged to other famous saints;penknives,and boots,and girdles,which they said belonged to others;and that all these bits of rubbish were called Relics,and adored by the ignorant people.
