This butcher’s cur is venom-mouth’d, and I Have not the power to muzzle him; therefore best Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar’s book Outworths a noble’s blood.
This filthy dog is full of venom, and I Can’t stop him; so it’s best Not to provoke him while he’s calm. A beggar’s book Is worth more than a nobleman’s blood.
The Duke of Norfolk · Act 1, Scene 1
Buckingham is speaking about Wolsey after the cardinal has just walked past him with obvious contempt, and he is seething with rage but forced into silence by his own political impotence. The line matters because it captures the bitterness of a man who has everything—noble birth, wealth, the king's favor—except the ability to strike back at someone he despises. It shows how birth alone is worthless against the power to manipulate a king.
’Tis so: This is the cardinal’s doing, the king-cardinal: That blind priest, like the eldest son of fortune, Turns what he list. The king will know him one day.
That’s true: This is the cardinal’s doing, the king-cardinal: That blind priest, like the firstborn of fortune, Does whatever he wants. The king will realize this one day.
The Duke of Norfolk · Act 2, Scene 2
Norfolk is confirming to Suffolk that Wolsey is orchestrating the king's scruples about the marriage, and predicting that the king will eventually see through him. The line resonates because it identifies the mechanism of Wolsey's rise and the source of his vulnerability: he is turning the king's desire into the king's conscience, but the king will one day realize the manipulation. It suggests that all power built on deception contains the seed of its own collapse.
How holily he works in all his business! And with what zeal! for, now he has crack’d the league Between us and the emperor, the queen’s great nephew, He dives into the king’s soul, and there scatters Dangers, doubts, wringing of the conscience, Fears, and despairs; and all these for his marriage: And out of all these to restore the king, He counsels a divorce; a loss of her That, like a jewel, has hung twenty years About his neck, yet never lost her lustre; Of her that loves him with that excellence That angels love good men with; even of her That, when the greatest stroke of fortune falls, Will bless the king: and is not this course pious?
How piously he handles all his business! And with what enthusiasm! For, now he has broken the alliance Between us and the emperor, the queen’s great nephew, He digs into the king’s soul, and there plants Dangers, doubts, guilt on the conscience, Fears, and despairs; and all of this for his marriage: And out of all this, to restore the king, He advises a divorce; a loss of her Who, like a jewel, has hung around his neck for twenty years, Yet never lost her shine; Of her who loves him with the same devotion That angels love good men with; even of her Who, when the worst of fortune strikes, Will bless the king: and isn’t this plan pious?
The Duke of Norfolk · Act 2, Scene 2
Norfolk is elaborating on Wolsey's scheme to the other lords, marveling bitterly at how the cardinal manufactures doubt in the king's mind in order to serve his own ends. The line lands because it captures Wolsey's genius and his evil in a single image: he has become so skilled at reading the king's desires that he can hand them back to him as divine scruples. It is the portrait of a master manipulator at the height of his power, and it guarantees his fall.