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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A30788	King Edward the Third, with the fall of Mortimer, Earl of March an historicall play, as it is acted at the Theatre-Royall by Their Majesties servants.	Bancroft, John, d. 1696.; Mountfort, William, 1664?-1692.	1691 (1691)	Wing B635; ESTC R8063	40,264	66

long has sigh'd for Yet so her Partiall Destiny has order'd She still admires your Person and your Virtues Mount Well my fair suitress whither does this tend Lovely deportment and Inticing Innocence aside Mar. With silence hitherto she has conceal'd The saucy flame oft strove to stifle it While in its Infant-Growth but 't was in vain For dayly it encreas'd to such a strength As did o're-power the weakness of her Sex Maintain'd the Conquest spite of Resolution Yet rather then her folly should be known She let it Prey upon the Vital Parts Hoping at last 't would end the uneasy days And her Ambitious Love dye unreveal'd Mount That was unkindly done she could not doubt success When she had one so fair to plead her Cause Mar. The disproportion is so vast between ye That she must still despair and still Love on Fortune has plac'd her where you most abhorr Diseases Infamy or Death it self You would not shun with more precipit hast If I should name the Person yet even there ' Midst of the Toyle and Anguish of her life A happy moment did present it self To make her be the lucky Messenger Of health to you tho' she must linguer ever Mount I 'le spare the trouble of your Blushes Lady For I 've a Soul so tender of the Sex Skill'd in the little Niceties of Love As shall prevent the torture of Confession he takes her by the hands she pulls it from him And do you Justice Mar. You wrong your Judgment and you censure ill I came not hither Sir on that Account No loose desires the Product of ill bloud Can blast the Reputation of my Life My Honour guards me from that Infamy But I am hurryed hither by my Fate And bring a secret of that great Importance The service possibly may merrit pity Which if I meet with I am well rewarded Mount I do believe it and accept the offer Come wave this womans method to allure us You 're safe and secret here none can disturb us And I will give you such returns of Love Such hearty Proofs thou shalt be soon convinc'd Tho' it be Infant-born it Rivalls thine Mar. Away How have I err'd Are all Men thus Thus full of Guilt my senses do recover And I begin to loath the Tempters charms Reade that gives a Paper For I must leave you oh my heart If thou would'st be my friend beat faster on And force thy Passage through these feeble walls Mount Yet stay What have I here Proscrib'd By all that 's Sacred Peremptory Orders For my Destruction March's hand is to 't How came she by this now I recollect She told me that her fate had fixt her where I should deteit the naming if I knew it It must be so well my Deliverer I thank you by my honour I 'm sincere This Scrole which thou hast given speaks thy kindness And says thou art all Goodness tho' the Place Of thy abode be with the worst of Men Nay tho' it were the Chancellor himself Nor will I lag in making a return Offers a Purse of Gold She puts it back Tho' at the present I am lost in thought Mar. I am rewarded Sir and have my end If you apply this Caution To the right use you may escape the snare But if you slight it then I know the worst And tho' I am no suitable Companion In Life yet in the Grave we undistinguish'd May mingle ashes tho' our souls are distant Mount You must not leave me I have much to say The Injury I have done you by suspition When my rude thoughts led me into an error I must attone Mar. Fye 't is too gross This Language does not suit my humble Character Nor is it Noble to despise my sufferings Mount By all my hopes of Credit I am reall There 's something from my eyes have shot my Soul And I could gaze for ever on such Goodness Thy Tempers worthy if thy Birth be not Distinction never had a Power o're Love Cause Nature plac'd me in the Womb of Honour She has adorn'd thy humbler Clay with Graces Which seldom go with Greatness with Wealth And 't is but common Justice I repay A Love where love has merrited so far Mar. It cannot be Your Dignity and Honour intervene Which bar the Banes for ever Mount What will not Gratitude with Love conjoyn'd Remove tell me no more of Honour Dignity When charms like thine appear all must give place Mar. My Lord I had a Father and a noble one Whose memory yet lives tho' he is dead Men spoke him Brave if Loyallty can plead In his behalf 'T was Collonell Stapleton The unhappy Brother of the Bishop of Exeter Who by the Cittizens was put to death For favouring the Cause of Carnarvan Edward But oh when Royall Edmond The Uncle and the Guardian of the King Was taken off under pretence of Treason Mine suffer'd with him what he had of Honours Or of Estate the Law has since made forfeit And mean Orphan given into the hands Of a time-serving Family Alass I blame my self Condemn my madness My ill-match'd passion and I 'le strive To Curb it's Power I only Crave your Pitty Nor dare I hope for more and yet I swear Your Flattery tho' known is gratefull to me Mount Thou charm'st me still why Loyallty's a Jem Fit for a Princes Crown I knew thy Father a Gallant and a worthy man he was His suffering was remarkable and noble And thou art Richer Sprung from that then had a Traytor Bless'd with millions got the e Thou dost encrease the fire within my Breast Powring in Oyl instead of Quenching it Let me upon this Bosome print my vows And swear my self thy Beautys Votary Mar. I know not where I am the thrilling Joy Creeps through each part and extacies my Soul If this be true what Queen is half so happy Mount Give not Distrust to the Reins because you finde The Change is suddain The effects are true By Heav'n I have more Pleasure in this Chance Then e're I tasted since I first view'd Light Mar. I know not what to say my joy 's so great My sences are Confus'd all Crow'd to meet you The wellcome Guest for whom so much they wish'd But little thought it was so near at hand Mount Believe me oh thou Star whose Influence Has made me happy that my vows are true I 'le to the King Acquaint him with thy goodness His safety is procur'd by this Precaution And sure he 'le recompence thy Loyalty With his Consent we will for ever joyn Thy Virtues will in future Ages shine While untir'd Fame her matchless worth shall sing Who sav'd her Country Lover and her King Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Mortimer and Chancellour Chan. To Night will it be done Mort. This Night The Queen 's gone to her Son Who is in Council with these Men we 've mention'd At Dead of Night the Guards shall seize 'em And when they once are Pris'ners see you take care

My Fathers Soul Shoots in my bloud and Prompts to Resolution Thus I Cast from me The Name of Duty and the Tye of Son Since thou art dead to shame be so to me Sr. Tho. Del. Ay now my Lord you speak your self a King Do but appear with that Authority The Praise of Edward Every tongue will sing While Ravish'd heav'n does eccho back the sound You can't want hands for such a Noble Work A Cause like yours would summon the Just Gods With all their Thunder to the Royall Aid Oh let me Kiss your Sacred feet dear Prince These Words have added years to my sick Life Kneels King He Weeps indeed the honest man Does weep Rise Delamore for I will be my self And this Usurper March shall down to Hell All spare the Tree whose Branches serve as shade Till the spread mischiefs kill the under-Plants Then every Man assists to fell it down So this Colossus of the English Isle Under whose Legs the Tallest Ships must Pass E're they gain harbour shall to Seas be hurl'd And in their Bottom finde a Monument My Dream comes on apace and I foretell This meeting Ominous to March for it Portends The Wardship of the Queen and he expires He seeks my Life and Crown ha is 't not so Sr Tho Del. Right Sir that must be surely the designe By his removing you to his Residence Why was not Salisbury as good a place Oh! there you Liv'd surrounded by the Peers And Loyall Commons 't was a place too safe Lo. Mount Possibly he did it Sir to shew the State Your Royall Mother keeps But then Why was not his fair Castle made your Palace No your eyes would Peirce too deep in his designe For there he Lives in Grandeur In Masks and Revells every night he reigns While all 's Barr'd up as if he fear'd a spy Sr Rob Holl. You now are open to each Traytors shaft And in the very mid'st I dare avouch it Of those who long to taste your Royall Life King Thanks my Good Angell thou hast turn'd my fears The Chilness of my Blond now Ebbs apace My shivering Nerves shake their Convulsion off And ye have Rouz'd the youthfull Lyon up Oh that I had the hearts of these Bloud-hunters This Pious Chancellor and Treacherous March Like young Alcides would I Gripe the Snakes My worthy friends be still about my Person Send Instantly to Berkly Salisbury Exit Holland Leicester and Mordant You withdraw with me Business I have requires your best advice For like the Mariner I see from far A Storm is gathering in the distant Sky But with these Vessells I can fear no Sea The utmost Rigour of the Clouds I 'le stand Safe as the Souls which pitty us from Land Exeunt SCENE II. The Chancellours Apartment Enter Sly and Secret Assurance with Papers in their hands Then the Mace and Purse The Chancellour On each side of him Iudges who Complement him and then take their leave Then the Chanceliour sits in a Chairs of State while the Lawyers present him with New-Years Guifts I. Law I beg your Lordship would accept of this poor offering I have had but a bad Term as the times mend My Acknowledgments shall grow greater Exit Law Chan. Three broad Pieces counts the mony This fellow will come to nothing I remember him an Attorney you know him Secret Sec. Yes and Please you he was once of the house of which I 'm President he always shun'd coming into Commons and us'd to Dine at a three-penny Celler always went to bed by day-light Stole Paper and Pens and begg'd Ink he had but one Band which he wash'd himself at the Pump and then dry'd it by the Hall-fire 2d Law If your Lordship be at Leisure gives him money Chan. Councellor Dunderpate I am glad to see you I hope your family is well 2d Law At your Lordships Service Chan. You 're a sensible man 10 Pieces well I never forget my friends 2d Law There is a Cause will come before your Lordship between Pluckat and Holdfast now I am for the the Defendant Holdfast and the Case is thus Chan. Why you rascall are you going to Corrupt me with prepossession of the Cause e're I 've heard 2d Law With your Lordships permission Chan. Sirrah I will have nothing to do with it till it Lyes before me Why you Jackanapes because I indulge your Presents d'yon think I take 'em as Bribes ha 2d Law I beg your Lordships pardon thus I confess my Errour gives more money Chan. This makes some attonement but d'hear if ever I catch you at the like as opening the merrits of the Cause in Private again I 'le make you such an Example that that Sly take Councellor Dunderpate into the Buttery and give him a bottle of Sack 2. Law Your Lordships Devoted Slave Ex. Sly and Dun. Several Law If it please your gracious Lordship Chan. Why lay down what you have I cannot look over it now They lay down their Presents he smiles on some nods upon others more or less as he likes their Guifts they go off Enter Serjeant Eitherside Chan. Serjeant Eitherside how do you I hope your Brother-in-Law Serjeant Huddle-Cause is well I am glad to see you you are my old Friend and Acquaintance let me see above 20 years standing ha is 't not so Serj. Your Lordship hits the mark of time Exactly and I Protest the Honour you have done me requires Acknowledgment beyond the Talent I am endow'd withal Let me therefore avoiding Prolixity Profoundly Celebrate your Lordships Praises and acquaint the World the favours you have plac'd on me your Creature Exhalts me to the Pinacle of Ambition and as an Incumbent duty obliges me to Consecrate my self and Posterity to your Lordships Pleasure Give me admittance therefore most humbly to pay this Tribute of Duty and with it the Orizons of many happy years Chan. The Man speaks well weighs the purse there 's weight in his words a great sign of an able Pleader how does your Neice Serj. My Lord. Chan. How does your Neice I say what art thou deaf Serj. She 's well my gracious Lord and happy that your Emminence takes notice of her Chan. I never saw her but am told she 's a notable baggage a tite Lass and a pretty one Secret Fetch her whilst his bloud 's warm I see it glow through his Praises Exit Serjeant Eitherside Enter more who give money Chan. Lay it down I say why I won't forget ye They all bow mighty low and retire If this trade were to last the year round I should have a fine time on 't Gold in abundance without which as Anthony said the world 's not worth my Care 't is great Pitty the first of Ianuary comes but once in a twelvemonth Every one of these Crouching Fawning Sniveling Sons of Perdition expect I should do wonders for 'em but I know none of 'em as I Lock up their Presents I bury their memories nor can I recolled 'em under under