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When you see me, you know me. Or the famous chronicle historie of King Henry the eight, with the birth and vertuous life of Edward Prince of Wales As it was playd by the high and mightie Prince of Wales his seruants. By Samvell Rovvly, seruant to the Prince.
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Rowley, Samuel, d. 1633?
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and withall Submits himselfe vnto your Graces pleasure Kin. Bonner t is true and we haue answered it Blaming at first his haughtie insolence And now his lightnesse and inconstancie That writ he knew not what so childishly Gard. Much bloodshed there is now in Germanie About this difference in religion With Lutherans Arians and Anabaptists As halfe the Prouince of Heluetia Is with their tumults almost quite destroyde Quee. Me thinkes t were well my royall Soueraigne Your Grace the Emperour and the Christian kings Would call a Counsaile and peruse the bookes That Luther writ against the Catholickes And superstitions of the Church of Rome And if they teach a truer way to heauen Agreeing with the Hebrew Testament Why should they not be red and followed Kin. Thou sayst wel Kate so they agree with the scriptures I thinke t is lawfull to peruse and read them speake Bishops Gard. Most vnlawfull my deare Soueraigne Vnlesse permitted by his Holynesse Queen How proue ye that my Lord Kin. Well sed Kate to them againe good wench Lordes giue vs leaue awhile auoyde the Presence there wee l heare the Bishops and my Queene dispute Queen I am a weake Scholler my Lord But on conditiō that your Highnesse not these reuerent Lords Will take no exceptions at my womans wit I am content to holde them Argument And first with reuerence to his Maiestie Pray tell me why would ye make the King beleeue His Highnesse and the people vnder him Are tyde so strictly to obay the Pope Bon. Because faire Queene he is Gods Deputie Queen So are all Kings and God himselfe commaunds The King to rule and people to obay And both to loue and honour him But you that are sworne seruants vnto Rome How are ye faithfull subiects to the King When first ye scrue the Pope then after him Gard. Madame these are that sectes of Lutherans That makes your Highnesse so mistake the Scriptures Your slender arguments thus aunswered Before the King God must be must be worshipped Queen T is true but pray ye answere this Suppose the King by Proclamation Commaunded you and euery of his subiects On paine of death and forfeit of his goods To spurne against the Popes authoritie Yee know the Scripture binds yee to obey him But this I thinke if that his Grace did so Your slight obedience all the world should know King Gods-mother Kate thoust toucht them there What say yee to that Bonner Bon. Were it to any but her Maiestie These questions were confuted easily Quee. Pray tell the King then what Scripture haue yee To teach religion in an vnknowne language Instruct the ignorant to kneele to Saints By bare-foote pilgrimage to visite shrines For mony to release from Purgatorie The vildest villaine theefe or murderer All this the people must beleeue you can Such is the dregs of Romes religion Gard. I those are the speeches of those hereticks Cranmer Ridley and blunt Lattimer That dayly raile against his Hollynesse Filling the land with hatefull heresies Quee. Nay be not angry nor mistake them Lords What they haue said or done was mildly followed As by their Articles are euident King Where are those Articles Kate Quee. I le goe and fetch them to your Maiestie And pray your Highnesse view them gratiously Exit Quee. Kin. Go fetch them Kate a sirta we haue womē doctors Now I see Mother a God here 's a fine world the whilste That twixt so many mens opinions The holy Scriptures must be banded thus Gard. God graunt it breede no farther detriment Vnto your crowne and sacred dignite They that would alter thus Religion I feare they scarcely loue your royall person Kin. Ha take heed what you say Gardiner Gard. My loue and dutie to your Maiestie Bids me be bolde to speake my conscience Vnlesse your safetie and your life they hate Why should they dayly thus disturbe the state To smooth the face of false rebellion Proude traytors will pretend religion For vnder colour of reformation The vpstart followers of Wickcliffes doctrine In the fift Henries dayes arise in armes And had nor dilligent care preuented them Their powres had sodainely surprisd the King And good my Leege who knows their proud intent That thus rebell against your gouernment Kin. Shrode proofes berlady and by saint Peter I sweare we will not trust their gentlenesse Speake Gardner and resolue vs speedily Whos 's the ring-leader of this lusty crew Bon. Vnlesse your highnes please to pardon vs We dare not speake nor vrge your maiesty Kin. We pardon what ye speake resolue vs speedely Gard. Then if your royall person will be safe Your life preserude and this faire Realme in peace And all these troubles smoothly pacifide The Queene deare Lord must be remoued from you Kin. Haw the Queene bold Sir aduise ye well Take heede ye do not wrong her loyalty Gard. See here my leege are proofes too manifest Her highnesse with a sect of Lutherans Haue priuate meetings secret conuentickells To wrest the grounds of all religion Seeking by tumults to subuert the state The which without your maiesties consent Is treason capitall against the Crowne Bon. And seeing without the knowledge of your grace They dare attempt these dangerous stratagems T is to be fearde which heauen we pray preuent They do conspire against your sacred life Gard. Why else should all these priuate meetings be without the knowledge of your maiesty Kin. Mother a god these proofes are probabell And strong presumptions doe confirme your words within there ho Enter Compton My Lord Kin. Sir William Compton see the dores made fast Dubble our gard let none come nere our person Sommon the counsell to confer with vs Bid them attend vs in the priuy chamber Comp. Here is a letter for your maiesty From Martin Luther out of Germany Kin. Dambd Scysmatick still will he trouble vs with bookes and letters leaue it and be gone Exit Compt The villaine thinks to smooth his trechery By fawning speeches to our maiesty But by my George Lord Bishops if I liue I le roote his fauorits from Englands bounds What writes his worship Gard. Now Bonner stir the game is set a foot The king is now incenst le ts follow close To haue Queene Katherne shorter by a head These heresies will cease when she is dead Kin. Holy sain: Peter what a knaue is this Ere while he writ submissiuely to vs And now againe repents his humblenesse Bishops it seemes being toucht with our reply He wrights thus boldly to our maiesty Gardner looke here he was deceaued he says When he thought to finde Iohn Baptist in the Courts of princes or resident with those that are Cloathed in purple Mother a god I st not a dangerous knaue Gard. False luther knaues he has great friends in England Else durst he not thus moue your Maiestie Kin. Wee le cut his friends off ere they grow too strong And sweepe these vypers from our state ere long No maruell though Queene Katherne plead for him That is
another angry frowne To gaine a kingdom here take him Marie I hold the happier in this English choyce Then to be Q. of France Charles loue her well And tell on Brandon what 's the newes in France Bran. The league is broke betwixt the Emperor And the yong king of France Forces are mustring On ether part my Lord for horse and foote Hot variance is expected speedily The Emperor is marching now to Landersey There to inuade the townes of Burgondie King God and S. George wee le meet his Maiesty And strike a league of Christian amitie Lord Cardinall you shall to France with speed And in our name salute the Emperor Wee le giue direction for your Embassage The next faire wind shall make vs France to greet Where Charles the Emperor and king shall meete Exit Omnes Enter Cranmar Doctor Tye and young Browne meets them with the Princes cloake and hat Cran. How now yong Browne what haue you there Brown The Princes cloake and hat my Lord Cran. Where is his Grace Browne At Tennis with the Marquesse Dorset Cran. You and the Marquesse draw the Princes mind To follow pleasure neglect his booke For which the King blames vs But credite me You shall be soundly paide immediately Brow I pray ye good my I I le goe call the Prince away Crā. Nay now ye shal not whos 's within there ho Seruant My Lord Cran. Goe beare this yongster to the Chappel straite And bid the M. of the Children whippe him well The Prince will not learne sir and you shall smart for it Bro. O good my L. I le make him ply his booke to morrow Cran. That shall not serue your turne away I say Exit So sir this pollicie was well deuisde Since he was whipt thus for the Princes faults His Grace hath got more knowledge in a month Than he attained in a yeere before For still the fearefull boy to saue his breech Doth hourely haunt him whereso ere he goes Tye. T is true my Lord and now the Prince perceiues it As loath to see him punisht for his faults Plays it of purpose to redeeme the boy But pray my Lord le ts stand aside awhile And note the greeting twixt the Prince and him Cra. See where the boy comes and the Kings Foole with him Le ts not be seene but list their conference Will. Nay boy and ye crie you le spoyle your eye sight come come trusse vp your hose you must hold fast your winde both before and behinde and blow your nose Browne For what Foole Will. Why for the mote in thine eye is there not won in 't wherefore dost thou crie else Br. I prethy Will go cal the Prince from the Tenniscourt Will. Dost thou cry for that nay then I smell a Ratte the Prince has playd the Trewant to day and his Tutors has drawne blood of thy buttocks for t why boy t is honourable to be whipt for a Prince Bro. I would he would either leaue the Tenniscourt and ply his Booke or giue me leaue to be no Courtier Will. I for I le be sworne thy breech lyes i th Hassard about it but looke litle Ned yonder he comes Enter the Prince and the young Marquesse with their Rackets diuers attending Marq. Some Rubbers for the Prince Seruant Here my good Lord Prince One take our Rackets and reach my Cloake By my faith Marques you are too hard for me Ma. Your Grace will say so though ye ouer match me Pr. Why how now Browne what 's the matter Bro. Your Grace loyters and will not ply your booke and your Tutors has whipt me for it Pr. Alas poore Ned I am sorrie for it I 'le take the more paynes and intreat my Tutors for thee yet in troth the lectors they read me last night out of Virgill and Ovid I am perfect in onely I confesse I am something behinde in my Greeke Authors Wil. And for that speech they haue declynde it vpon his breech Prin. And for my logicke thou shalt witnesse thy selfe I am perfect for nowe will I proue that though thou wert whipt for me yet this whipping was good for thee Mar. I le hardly beleeue you my Lord though Ramus himselfe should proue it well probe Pr. Marke my Probleme Bona virga facit bonum puerum Bonum est te esse bonum puerum Ergo bona vorga res bona est And that 's this Ned A good rodde makes a good boy t' is good that thou shouldst be a good boy ergo therefore a good rodis good Wil. Nay berladie the better the rodde is it 's the worse for him that 's certaine but do'st heare me boy since hee can prooue a rodde to bee so good let him tak 't himselfe next time Prin. In trueth I pittie thee and inwardly I feele the stripes thou barest and for thy sake Ned I le pile my booke the fastor in the meane time thou shalt not say but the Prince of Wales will honourably reward thy seruice come Browne kneele downe Wil. What wilt thou knight him Ned Pr. I will my father ha's knighted many a one that neuer shedde drop of blood for him but hee ha's often for mee Wil. O braue hee lookes like the myrrour of knighthood already Enter Crumpt Cleere the presence Gentlemen the King is comming Pr. The King gods me reach me my booke call my Tutors in come Browne I le confirme thy knighthood afore the King Enter the King Mar. Here bee your Tutors my Lorde and yonder the King comes Pri. Health to your Maiestie King Godamercy Ned I at your booke so hard t' is well t' is well now Bishop Cranmar and good doctor Tye I was going to the gallory and thought to haue had your Scholler with me but seeing you 'r so busie I le not trouble him come on Wil come goe you along with me what make you among the schollers here Wil. I come to learne my quy que quod to keepe mee from the rod marre here 's one was whipt in pudding time for he ha's gotten a knighthood about it looke old Harry doe's he not looke more furious then he was wont King Who Wil young Browne Gods Mary mother his father is a gallant Knight as any these south partes of England holds Wil. He cannot compare with his sonne tho if hee were right donsal delphebus or the very knight of the Sunne himselfe yet this knight shall vnhorse him King When was he made a knight Wil Wil. Marry i the last action I can assure you there was hot seruice and some on vm came so neere him they had like to smelt on t but when all was done the poore gentleman was pittifuly wounded in the back partes as may appeare by the scarre if his knightship would but vntrusse there King But who knighted him William Wil. That did Ned here and he has earnd it too for I am sure this two yeere he has bin lasht for his learning King Ha how come hither Ned is this true Pr.