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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A07484	The legend of Humphrey Duke of Glocester. By Chr: Middleton	Middleton, Christopher, 1560?-1628.	1600 (1600)	STC 17868; ESTC S120082	18,980	48

and gouernment at his commaund And commaundes all for no man would rebell Against his edicts nor durst be so bold But liue content to be by him controwld 40 Whos 's tyranny when Gloster once espies Like a good subiect labours to preuent The further mischiefe that might else arise And in an open Court of Parlament Drawes articles wherein he had exprest The Bishops wrongs which all would haue red rest 41 Now like the winde and tyde when they doe meete With enuious oppositions doe affright The lesser streames running for to regreet The Ocean Empire so doe these two fight One labours to bring all things to his will The others care workes to preuent that ill 42 The Bishop like the proude insulting winde Disturbes the quiet streame where Gloster runnes Gloster as fitting such a royall minde Defends himselfe against intruding wrongs The meaner sort of men whilst things thus are Dismayde and trembling hides their heads for feare 43 And whilst in this state did this land remaine New quarrels twixt their men did still arise Wherein were great harmes done many were slaine Nor was there any man that could deuise Meanes to preuent the mischiefes that thus falles Vpon their heads in these vnciuill braules 44 Ah what a woe was this to see those dayes When they that should keep peace is meanes t is broken Whilst guiders striue their gouernment decayes Some thought this strife was but a fatall token Of those sad times which presently insu'd Whose woes a many after ages rew'd 45 Yet Gloster thou wert guiltlesse of that wrong Thou stoodst for thy defence he stroue to'ffend Medled with nothing but what did belong Vnto thy office whilst he did contend To keep downe the young King to displace thee And bring this land to seruile villany 46 And hadst thou borne with this his foule offence What a soule-killing mischiefe had it bin Who suffers such vilde deedes and doth dispence With the bad dooers cherishes the sinne For errors left vnpunisht are profest And being not defended is deprest 47 But anncient Bedford whose deep piercing sight Perceiues the issue of this kindling fire How both sides dayly gathers to them might Whose flames ere long were likely to aspire Vnto their highest buildings and pull downe The royall worke that yet was scarse begun 48 He labours with the King to make a peace Now when their infant warres were scarse begun The cause once gone th' effects thereof surcease And mischiefes being preuented whilst they are young Cannot braunch foorth themselues to doe that hurt That time their natures and bad men would worke 49 Great King quoth he the pole whereon our world Is mooued and by whom we sayle our course Forgiue my tongues presumption that growes bold Heere in thy sacred presence to rehearse In this vnseemely manner that I doe Th'clog of my minde and th'subiect of my woe 50 It is a story full of griefe and ruth An vnexpected sad and harsh discourse Of home-borne troubles which I know for truth By gentle suffrance will grow dayly worse The force of fire and water not contrould Would mercilesse consume and drowne the world 51 Euer since that vnlucky dismall houre In which your Royall Father left this life Haue I been Regent of your forraigne power And know th' euent of wars and th' end of strife And therefore feare least that ill hap should chance To vs that warres haue brought to wofull Fraunce 52 And you great Lords Gloster and Winchester To whome I am bound in kindred and in loue Heere before God the King and you I sweare It is no partiall grudge or hate doth mooue My minde to this but care of Countries peace That whilst we warre abroad home broyles may cease 53 It is the strife and hatred twixt you two That my loue labours now to reconsile And t is the oath I made and th'due I owe Vnto my Soueraigne that thus makes me toyle To keep this furious streame within her bound Least breaking forth her neighb'ring friends be drown'd 54 And the great reason why I mooue it heere Rather then to your selues is for I know The Lyons count'nance better keeps in feare The meaner creatures and to him they bow Their dutious knees content with his decree Who else betwixt themselues would nere agree 55 Now doe I turne me to your sacred seate Where all the vertues haue their residence And on my aged knees with teares intreate A gracious fauourable audience It is a worke of charity God knowes The reconsilement of two mortall foes 56 A deadly hatred's growne betwixt these two But from what roote it springs I cannot tell Nor can I learne but I suspect it now And for 't be long I feare shall know too well T is from some priuate quarrell of their owne That all this publike quarrell is now growne 57 Which to represse put to thy sacred hand Vnto these seuer'd branches of thy kinde The powerfull words of Kings may more commaund Then the affections of a subiects minde I know great King they both will be content If thou but speak'st to surcease and relent 58 The King lookes on them with a sad aspect And thus begins in care and griefe of soule Deare Vncles am I vrged to correct My subiects faults and must at length controule Their sinnes with iudgements such as they deserue When words and good perswations will not serue 59 Such is my minde that I could hartly wish There were no lawes so no man would offend O what a world were that of ioy and blisse When to doe well all creatures would contend Good Princes sorrow more in punishing Then euill subiects in committing sinne 60 But since our first creation we haue still Beene subiects vnto sinne therefore the law Was first ordain'd and giuen to keep our will From following sinfull lusts to liue in awe That those bad men whom no good meanes could mend For terror of the law might feare t' offend 61 Then for the honour of our auncientry Whose happy soules in fayre Elizium Repos'd in rest liues to eternity Whether ere it be long we all shall come Let not my time be stain'd with such a sinne As th'vengance-crauing discord of my kinne 62 With that speakes reuerend Gloster whose gray hayres The auncient signes of honour did presage A guiltlesse soule in humble words declares What he suppos'd incens'd the Bishops rage And how himselfe had patiently outborne His iniuries disdainfull words and scorne 63 Great King quoth he heere at thy Princely feete Doe I throw downe myselfe and my good cause And of thy sacred Maiesty intreate If I be guilty or haue broke the lawes Of God or thee drkms-man-like affect'on Let me be punisht by my foes direct'on 64 The Articles I gaue in th'parlament Containing many wrongs that crau'd redresse So help me God was not with an intent To preiudice his person or possesse Your Princely minde with any wrong conceipt But to redresse those wrongs the world thought meete 65