Chapter XV: Appendix: B

A letter written by Queen Anne Boleyn, when a prisoner in the Tower in the early part of May, 1536, to Henry VIII asking for mercy. This letter was apparently intercepted by Thomas Cromwell, Earl of Essex, and never reached the King. After Essex in his turn had been executed, some years later, Queen Anne Boleyn’s letter was found in his portfolio amongst other papers.

From Queen Anne Boleyn to Henry VIII:

“SIR,—Your Grace’s displeasure and my imprisonment are things so
strange unto me as what to write or what to excuse I am altogether
ignorant.

“Whereas you send unto me (willing me to confess a truth, and so to
obtain your favour) by such an one whom you know to be mine antient
professed enemy. I no sooner conceived this message by him than I
rightly conceived your meaning: and if, as you say, confessing a
truth indeed may procure my safety, I shall with all willingness and
duty perform your command.

“But let not your Grace ever imagine that your poor wife will ever
be brought to acknowledge a fault where not so much as a thought
thereof proceeded. And to speak a truth, never prince had a wife
more loyal in all duty and in all true affection, than you have ever
found in Anne Boleyn; with which name and place I could willingly
have contented myself, if God and your Grace’s pleasure had been so
pleased. Neither did I at any time so far forget myself in my
exaltation or received queenship, but that I always looked for such
an alteration as now I find: for the ground of my preferment being
on no surer foundation than your Grace’s fancy, the least
alteration, I knew, was fit and sufficient to draw that fancy to
some other subject. You have chosen me from low estate to be your
queen and companion, far beyond my desert or desire. If then you
found me worthy of such honour, good your Grace, let not any light
fancy or bad counsel of mine enemies, withdraw your princely favour
from me; neither let that stain, that unworthy stain, of a disloyal
heart towards your good Grace, ever cast so foul a blot on your most
dutiful wife and the infant princess your daughter.

“Try me good King, but let me have a lawful trial; and let not my
sworn enemies sit as my accusers and my judges; yea, let me receive
an open trial, for my truth shall fear no open shame. Then shall you
see either my innocency cleared, your suspicions and conscience
satisfied, the ignominy and slander of the world stopped, or my
guilt lawfully declared; so that whatsoever God or you may determine
of me, as your Grace may be freed from an open censure; and mine
offence being so openly proved, your Grace is at liberty, both
before God and man, not only to execute your worthy punishment on
me, as an unlawful wife, but to follow your affection already
settled on that party for whose sake I am now as I am, whose name I
could some good while since have pointed unto; your Grace not being
ignorant of my suspicion therein.

“But if you have already determined of me; and that not only my
death, but an infamous slander, must bring you the joying of your
desired happiness; then I desire of God that He will pardon your
great sin therein, and likewise mine enemies, the instruments
thereof; and that He will not call you to a straight account for
your unprincely and cruel usage of me, at His general judgment seat,
where both you and myself must shortly appear; and in whose judgment
I doubt not, whatever the world may think of me, mine innocence
shall be openly known and sufficiently cleared.

“My last and only request shall be, that myself may only bear the
burden of your Grace’s displeasure, and that it may not touch the
innocent souls of those poor gentlemen, who, as I understand, are
likewise in straight imprisonment for my sake. If ever I have found
favour in your sight, if ever the name of Anne Boleyn hath been
pleasing in your ears, then let me obtain this request; and I will
so leave to trouble your Grace any further; with mine earnest
prayers to the Trinity to have your Grace in His good keeping, and
to direct you in all your actions. From my doleful prison in the
Tower, this 6th of May. Your most loyal and ever faithful wife.

“ANNE BOLEYN.”

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