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A05801	The valiant VVelshman, or The true chronicle history of the life and valiant deedes of Caradoc the Great, King of Cambria, now called Wales As it hath beene sundry times acted by the Prince of Wales his seruants. Written by R.A. Gent.; Valiant Welshman.	R. A., Gent.; Armin, Robert, fl. 1610, attributed name.; Anton, Robert, b. 1584 or 5, attributed name.; Aylett, Robert, 1583-1655?, attributed name.	1615 (1615)	STC 16; ESTC S104360	35,542	72

THE VALIANT VVELSHMAN OR THE TRVE CHRONIcle History of the life and valiant deedes of CARADOC the Great King of Cambria now called WALES AS it hath beene sundry times Acted by the Prince of Wales his seruants Written by R. A. Gent. LONDON Imprinted by George Furslowe for Robert Lownes and are to be solde at his shoppe at the Little North dore of Paules 1615. TO THE INGENVOVS READER AS it hath been a custome of long continuance as well in Rome the Capitall City as in diuers other renowned Cities of the world to haue the liues of Princes and worthy men acted in their Theatres and especially the conquests victories which their owne Princes and Captains had obtained thereby to incourage their youths to follow the steps of their ancesters which custome euen for the same purpose is tolerated in our Age although some peeuish people seeme to dislike of it Amongst so many valiant Princes of our English Nation vvhose liues haue already euen cloyed the Stage I searched the Chronicles of elder ages vvherein I found amongst diuers renovvned persons one Brittish Prince who of his enemies receiued the title of Valiant Brittaine his name was Caradoc he was King of Siluria Ordonica and March which Countries are now called south-South-Wales North-Wales and the Marches and therefore being borne in Wales and King of Wales I called him the valiant Welshman he liued about the yere of our Lord 70. Cornelius Tacitus in his 12. booke sayth that hee held warres 9. years against all the Romane puissance but in the end hee was betrayed by Cartismanda Queene of Brigance and so conuayed to Rome in triumph so that the name of Caradoc was famous in Rome at that time wherefore finding him so highly commended amongst the Romans who were then Lords of all the world and his enemies I thought it fit amongst so many Worthies whose liues haue already been both acted and printed his life hauing already bin acted with good applause to be likewise worthy the printing Hoping that you will censure indifferently of it and so I bid you farevvell The Actors names Fortune Bardh Octauian King of North-Wales Guiniuer his daughter Codigune his base sonne The Duke of Cornewall The Earle of Gloster Morgan Earle of Anglesey Pheander his sonne the Fayry champion Ratsbane his man A Iugler Cadallan Prince of March with his three sons and his daughter Voada Caradoc Mauron and Constantine Monmouth an vsurper Gederus King of Brittaine Gald his brother Venusius Duke of Yorke Cartismanda his wife Claudius Cesar the Emperour Ostorius Scapula the Romane Lieutenant Marcus Gallicus his sonne Manlius Valens and Cessius Nasica 2. Tribunes of the Romanes A Witch and her sonne Bluso The Clowne with a company of Rustickes A Shepheard An olde man THE VALIANT WELSHMAN ACTVS 1. SCENA 1. Fortune descends downe from heauen to the Stage and then shee cals foorth foure Harpers that by the sound of their Musicke they might awake the ancient Bardh a kind of Welsh Post who long agoe was there intoombed Fortune THus from the high Imperiall Seate of Ioue Romes awfull Goddesse Chaunce descends to view This Stage and Theater of mortall men Whose acts and scenes diuisible by me Sometime present a swelling Tragedy Of discontented men sometimes againe My smiles can mould him to a Comicke vayne Sometimes like Niobe in teares I drowne This Microcosme of man and to conclude I seale the Lease of mans beatitude Amongst the seuerall obiects of my frownes Amongst the sundry subiects of my smiles Amongst so many Kings housde vp in clay Behold I bring a King of Cambria To whom great Pyrrhus Hector poysde in scales Of dauntlesse valour weighes not this Prince of Wales Be dumbe you scornefull English whose blacke mouthes Haue dim'd the glorious splendor of those men Whose resolution merites Homers penne And you the types of the harmonious spheares Call with your siluer tones that reuerend Bardh That long hath slept within his quiet vrne And let his tongue this Welshmans Crest adorne The Harpers play and the Bardh riseth from his Tombe Bardh Who 's this disturbs my rest Fortune None Poet Laureat but a kind request Fortune prefers vnto thy ayry shape That once thou wouldst in well-tunde meeter sing The high-swolne fortunes of a worthy King That valiant Welshman Caradoc by name That foylde the haughty Romanes crackt their fame Bardh I well remember powerfull Deity Arch-gouernesse of this terrestriall Globe Goddesse of all mutation man affords That in the raigne of Romes great Emperour Ycleped Claudian when the Bryttish Ile Was tributary to that conquering See This worthy Prince suruiued whose puissant might Was not inferiour to that sonne of Ioue Who in his cradle chokte two hideous Snakes Which since my Fortune is to speake his worth My vtmost skill aliue shall paint him forth Fort. Then to thy taske graue Bardh tell to mens eare Fame plac't the valiant Welshman in the spheare Exit Bardh Then since I needs must tell the high designes Of this braue Welshman that succeeding times In leaues of gold may register his name And reare a Pyramys vnto his fame This onely doe I craue that in my song Attention guyde your eares silence your tongue Then know all you whose knowing faculties Of your diuiner parts scorne to insist On sensuall obiects or on naked sense But on mans highest Alpes Intelligence For to plebeyan wits it is as good As to be silent as not vnder stood Before faire Wales her happy Vnion had Blest Vnion that such happinesse did bring Like to the azure roofe of heauen full packt With those great golden Tapers of the night Whose spheares sweat with their numbers infinite So was it with the spacious bounds of Wales Whose firmament contaynd two glorious sonnes Two Kings both mighty in their arch-cōmands Though both not lawfull in their gouernement The one Octauian was to whom was left By lineall descent each gouernment But that proud Earle of Munmouth stealing fire Of high ambition did one throne aspire Which by base vsurpation he detaines Of lawfull right vnlawfull treason gaines Twise in two haughty set Battalions The base vsurper Munmouth got the day And now Octauian spurde with griefe and rage Conducted by a more propitious starre Himselfe in person comes to Shrewsbury Where the great Earle of March great in his age But greater in the circuit of his power Yet greatest in the fortunes of his sonnes The Father of our valiant Welshman calld Himselfe his warlike sonnes and all doth bring To supplant Treason and to plant their King No more I le speake but this olde Barde intreats To keepe your vnderstanding and your seates ACTVS 1. SCENA 2. Enter Octauian King of Northwales Gloster Codigunes base sonne Morgan Earle of Anglesey and his foolish sonne with souldiers Octauian Gloster Lord Codigune And Noble Morgan Earle of Anglesey Can the vsurping name of Monmouth liue VVithin the ayry confines of your soules And not infect the purest temprature Of loyalty and sworne

allegeance With that base Apoplexie of reuolt And egre appetite of soueraigne might Counting the greatest wrong the greatest right Full many Moones haue these two aged lights Beheld in peacefull wise Now to my griefe When the pure oyle that fed these aged Lampes Is almost spent and dimly shines those beames That in my youth darted forth spritefull rayes Must now die miserable and vndone By monstrous and base vsurpation Codig Thrise noble king be patient this I reade The Gods haue feet of wooll but hands of lead And therefore in reuenge as sure as slow What though two Royall Armies we haue lost He that beares man about him must be crost And that base Monmouth that with his goldēhead Salutes the Sunne may with the Sunne fal dead For base Rebellion drawes so short a breath That in the day she moues she moues to death And like the Marigold opens with the Sunne But at the night her pride is shut and done Morgan Harke you me Lord Codigune By the pones of Saint Tany you haue prattled to the King a great deale of good Phisicke and for this one of her good lessons and destructions how call you it be Cad I know not very well I wil fight for you with all the George Stones or the Vrsa maiors vnder the Sunnes Harke you me Kings I pray you now good Kings leaue your whimbling and your great proclamations let death come at her and ha can catch her and pray God blesse her As for the Rebell Monmouth I kanow very well what I will do with her I will make Martlemas beefe on her flesh and false dice on her pones for euery Conicatcher I warrant her for Case bobby and Metheglin I will make her pate ring noone for all her resurrections and rebellions Octauian But soft what Drum is this The Drumme soundeth afarre off That with her silent march salutes the ayre Herald go see Herald And 't please your Grace Cadallan Earle of March Spurred on by duty and obsequious loue Repining at the Fortune of your foe Whose rauening tyranny deuoures the liues Of innocent subiects now in person comes To scourge base vsurpation with his sonnes Octa. Conduct them to our presence Enter March. Welcome braue Earle with these thy manly sonnes Neuer came raine vnto the Sunne-parcht earth In more auspicious time then thy supply To scourge vsurping pride and soueraignety Cadallan Oh my gracious Lord Cadallan comes drawne by that powerfull awe Of that rich Adamant his soule adores The needles poynt is not more willing to salute the North Man ioyfuller to sit inshrinde in heauen Then is my loyalty to ayde my King I know dread Liege that each true man should know To what intent dame Nature brought him forth True subiects are like Commons who should feede Their King their Country and their friends at need Octa. Braue Earle of March I need not here delude The precious time with vaine capituling Our own hereditary right Graues to the dead Balsum to greene wounds or a soule to man Is not more proper then Octauian To the vsurped Title Monmouth holds Then once more on this be our onely trust Heauens suffer wrongs but Angels gard the iust Exeunt ACTVS 1. SCENA 3. Enter Monmouth the vsurper in armes with Souldiers Mon. Now valiant Countreymen once more prepare Your hands and hearts vnto a bloudy fight Sterne Mars beginnes to buckle on his helme And waues his sanguine colours in the ayre Recount braue spirits two glorious victories Got with the death of many thousand soules Thinke on the cause for which we stand ingagde Euen to the hazard of our goods and liues That were Octauians forces like the starres Beyond the limits of Arithmetike Or equall to the mighty Xerxes hoste Yet like the poles our dauntlesse courage stands Vnshaken by their feeble multitudes The Drum beats afarre off But soft what Drum is this Souldiers look out Did Cesar come this welcome he should haue Strong armes bigge hearts and to conclude a graue Souldiers My Lord Octauian Backt with the Earle of March and his three sonnes Intends to giue you battell Mon. No more no more fond doting Earle Is not there roome enough within Churchyards To earth his aged bodie with his sonnes But hee must hither come to make their graues Drums beat aloud I le not articulate My soule is drown'd in rage This bloudy fight Shall toombe their bodies in eternal night Exeunt Alarum Enter Cadallan wounded with his sonnes Caradoc Rot from his cursed trunke that villaines arme That gaue this fatall wound to reuerend age How fares our Princely father Cad As fares the sicke man when the nights blacke bird Beates at his casements with his sable wings Or as the halfe dead captiue being condemn'd Awaites the churlish Iaylors fearefull call Out of his lothsome dungeon to his death So fares it with the wounded Earle of March The current of my bloud begins to freeze Toucht by the Icy power of gelid death A sad Eclipse darkens these two bright lights My vitall spirits faint my pulses cease And natures frame dissolues to natures peace All by that damn'd vsurper He dies Cara. Eternall peace free from the hate of men Inspheare thy soule and mount it to the stars Brothers surcease your griefe goe to the field Cheare vp the Souldiers whilst I single forth This bloudy Monmouth that I may sacrifice His canceld life vnto my fathers ghost And rid the land of this Egean filth His vsurpation stables Oh t is good To scourge with death that crying sinne of bloud Morgan meets Caradoc going in Morgan Cousin Caradoc well in all these pribble prabbles I pray you how dooth our vncle Cadallan bee Cad I heard he had got a knocke if it bee so I pray you looke that the leane Caniball what doe you call him that eate vp Iulius Cesars and Pompeyes a saucy knaue that cares no more for Kings then lowsie beggers Chimney-sweepers Cara. Why death man Morgan I I Death a poxe on her as Cad shudge mee hee will eate more Emperours and Kings at one meale then some Taylors halfepenny loaues or Vsurers decayed shentlemen in a whole yeare therefore I pray you Cousin haue a care of her vncle Cara. He is in heauen already Morgan In heauen why did you let her goe thither Cara. It is a place of rest and Angels blisse Morgan Angells Cots blue-hood I warrant her there is ne're a Lawyer in the whole orld but had rather haue eleuen shillings then the best Anshell in heauen I pray you who sent her thither Cara. I cannot tell but from his dying tongue He did report Monmouth the bloudy meanes Morgan Monmouth Iesu Christ did hee send her vncle to Saint Peters and Saint Paules and not suffer her cousin Morgan to bid her Nos Dhi●u harke you Cousin I le seeke her out be Cad Farewell Cousin I le make her pring packe her Nuncle with a venshance Cara. Farewell good Cousin whilst I range about The mangled