The King, however, understood and, appreciated his position.  He could not afford to quarrel with the Pope; he dared not do violence to the primate of the realm.  So he dissembled his designs and restrained his wrath, and sought to gain by cunning what he could not openly effect by the exercise of royal power.  He sent messengers and costly gifts to Rome, such as the needy and greedy servants of the servants of God rarely disdained.  He sought to conciliate the Pope, and begged, as a favor, that the pallium should be sent to him as monarch, and given by him, with the papal sanction, to the Archbishop,—­the name of Anselm being suppressed.  This favor, being bought by potent arguments, was granted unwisely, and the pallium was sent to William with the greatest secrecy.  In return, the King acknowledged the claims of Urban as pope.  So Anselm did not go to Rome for the emblem of his power.

The King, having succeeded thus far, then demanded of the Pope the deposition of Anselm.  He could not himself depose the archbishop.  He could elevate him, but not remove him; he could make, but not unmake.  Only he who held the keys of Saint Peter, who was armed with spiritual omnipotence, could reverse his own decrees and rule arbitrarily.  But for any king to expect that the Pope would part with the ablest defender of the liberties of the Church, and disgrace him for being faithful to papal interests, was absurd.  The Pope may have used smooth words, but was firm in the uniform policy of all his predecessors.

Meanwhile political troubles came so thick and heavy on the King, some of his powerful nobles being in open rebellion, that he felt it necessary to dissemble and defer the gratification of his vengeance on the man he hated more than any personage in England.  He pretended to restore Anselm to favor.  “Bygones should be bygones.”  The King and the Archbishop sat at dinner at Windsor with friends and nobles, while an ironical courtier pleasantly quoted the Psalmist, “Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!”

The King now supposed that Anselm would receive the pallium at his royal hands, which the prelate warily refused to accept.  The subject was carefully dropped, but as the pallium was Saint Peter’s gift, it was brought to Canterbury and placed upon the altar, and the Archbishop condescended, amid much pomp and ceremony, to take it thence and put it on,—­a sort of puerile concession for the sake of peace.  The King, too, wishing conciliation for the present, until he had gained the possession of Normandy from his brother Robert, who had embarked in the Crusades, and feeling that he could ill afford to quarrel with the highest dignitary of his kingdom until his political ambition was gratified, treated Anslem with affected kindness, until his ill success with the Celtic Welsh put him in a bad humor and led to renewed hostility.  He complained that Anselm had not furnished his proper