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A pleasant commodie, called Looke about you As it was lately played by the right honourable the Lord High Admirall his seruaunts; Look about you.
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take m me away for re re Redcap will r ru run rarely Exit Hen. The sundrie misdemeanors late committed As theftes and shifts in other mens disguise We now must knaue Skinke freely tell thy faults Skin Sweet King by these two terrors to myne enemies that lend light to my bodies darknes Cauilero Skinke being beleagerd with an hoste of leaden heeles arm'd in ring Irish cheated my hammerer of his Red cap and Coate was surprised brought to the fleet as a person suspected past currant till Gloster stript me from my counterfet clad my backe in silke and my hart in sorrow and so left me to the mercy of my mother witt how Prince Iohn releast me he knowes howe I got Faukenbridges chaine I know but how he will get it againe I know not Fau. Where is it sirra tell me where it is Glo. I got it from him and I got Iohns sword Joh. I would t were to the hilts vp in thy harte Ric. O be more charitable brother Iohn Ley. My Leidge you need not by perticulars Examine what the world knows too plaine If you will pardon Skinke his life is sau'd If not he is conuicted by the Law For Gloster as you worthyly resoul'd First take his hand and afterward his head Hen. Skinke thou hast life our pardon and our loue Ski And your forgiuenesse for my robbery Io. Tut neuer trouble me with such a toy Thou hindrest me from hearing of my ioye Hen. Bring forth a blocke wine water and towell Kniues and a Surgion to binde vp the vaines Of Glosters arme when his right hand is off His hand that strooke Skinke at the Parlament Sk. I shall beare his blowes to my graue my Lord. Kin. Sonne Henry see thy fathers palzie hands Ioyn'd like two supplyants pressing to thy throwne Looke how the furrowes of his aged cheeke Fild with the reuolets of wet eyde mone Begs mercy for Earle Gloster weigh his gilt Why for a slaue should Royall blood be spilt Ski You wrong myne honour Skink may be reueng'd Hen. Father I doe commend your humble course But quite dislike the proiect of your sute Good words in an ill cause makes the fact worse Of blood or Basenes Iustice will dispute The greater man the greater his transgression Where strength wrongs weaknes it is meare oppression La. O but King Henry heare a sister speake Gloster was wrong'd his lands were giuen away They are not Iustly said Iust lawes to break That keep their owne right with what power they may Thinke then thy Royall selfe began the wrong In giuing Skinke what did to him belong Quee. Heare me Sonne Henry while thou art a King Giue take pryson thy subiects are thy slaues Life need thrones proud hearts in dungions fling Grace men to day to morrowe giue them graues A King must be like Fortune euer turning The world his football all her glory spurning Glo. Still your olde counsaile Beldam pollicie You 'r a fit Tutresse in a Monarchy Rich. Mother you are vniust sauage too cruell Vnlike a woman gentlenes guides their sexe But you to furyes fire ad more fewell The vexed spirit will you delight to vex O God when I consaite what you haue done I am a sham'd to be estem'd your sonne Jo. Base Richard I disdaine to call thee brother Takest thou a traytors part in our disgrace For Gloster wilt thou wrong our sacred mother I scorne thee and defie thee to thy face O that we were in field then shouldst thou trie Rob. How fast Earle Iohn would from Prince Richard flye Thou meet a Lyon in feeld poore mouse All thy Carreers are in a Brothell house Ioh. Zounds boy Ric. Now man Ley. Richard you wrong Prince Iohn Ric. Leyster t weare Good you proou'd his Champion Jo. Hasten the execution Royall Lord Let deeds make answer for their worthlesse wordes Glo. I know if I respected hand or head I am encompassed with a world of frends And could from fury bee deliuered But then my freedom hazards many liues Henry performe the vtmost of thy hate Let thy hard harted mother haue her wil Giue Franticke Iohn no longer cause to prate I am prepared for the worst of ill You see my knees kisse the could pauements face They are not bent to Henry nor his frends But to all you whose bloud fled to your hearts Shewes your true sorrowe in your ashye cheekes To you I bend my knees you I intreat To smile on Glosters Resolution Who euer loues me will not shed a teare Nor breath a sigh nor show a cloudy frowne Looke Henry heares my hand I lay it downe And sweare as I haue Knighthood heer 't shall lye Till thou haue vsed all thy tyranny La. Has no man heart to speake Glo. Let all that loue me keepe silence or by heauen I le hate them dying Quee. Harry off with his hand then with his head Fau. By the red rood I cannot chuse but weepe Come loue or hate my teares I cannot keepe Que. When comes this lingring executioner Joh. An executioner an executioner Hen. Call none till we haue drunke father fill wine To day your Office is to beare our cupp Ric. I le fill it Henry K. kneele downe He. Dick you are too meane so bow vnto your soueraigne Gl. Kneele to his childe O hell O tortor Gloster learne Who would loue life to see this huge dishonor Hen. Saturne kneel'd to his Sonne the God was faine To call young Ioue his ages Soveraigne Take now your seate againe and weare your Crowne Now shineth Henry like the Middayes Sonne Through his Horizon darting all his beames Blinding with his bright splendor euery eye That stares against his face of Maiesty The Commets whose malicious gleames Threatned the ruyne of our Royalty Stands at our mercy yet our wrath denyes All fauour but extreame extreamityes Gloster haue to thy sorrow chafe thy arme That I may see thy bloud I long'd for oft Gush from thy vaines and staine this Pallace roofe Io. T would exceed gilding Quee. I as golde doth Oaker Glo. It s wel ye count my bloud so precious Hen. Leyster reach Gloster wine Ley. I reach it him Hen. Proude Earle I le spurne thee quickely go beare it Glo. I le count it poyson if his hand come neere it Hen. Giue it him Leyster vpon our displeasure Glo. Thus Gloster takes it thus againe he flings it In scorne of him that sent it and of him that brought it Ski O braue spirit La. Brauely resolu'd brother I honour thee Quee. Harke how his sister ioyes in his abuse Wilt thou indure it Hall Fau. Peace good Marian. Hen. Auoyde there euery vnder Officer Leaue but vs our Pieres and Ladyes heere Richard you loue Earle Gloster looke about If you can spye one in this company That hath not done as great a sinne as Gloster Chuse him let him be the executioner Ric. Thou hast done worse then like rebellie us head Hast arm'd ten thousand hands against his life That