Considering how his youth but now begun Would make it vnto him at all no staine His death small fame his flight no shame could gaine 87 To whom th'aggrieued Sonne as if disgrac't Ah Father haue you then selected me To be the man whom you would haue displac't Out of the roule of Immortalitie What haue I done this day that hath defac't My worth that my hands worke despis'd should be God shield I should beare home a Cowards name He long enough hath liv'd who dyes with fame 88 At which the Father toucht with sorrowing-ioy Turnd him about shaking his head and sayes O my deare Sonne worthy a better day To enter thy first youth in hard assayes And now had Wrath impatient 〈◊〉 delay Begun the fight and farther speeches stayes Furie thrustes on striuing whose sword should be First warmed in the wounds of th' enemie 89 Hotly these small but mightie-minded Bands As if ambitious now of death doe straine Against innumerable armed hands And gloriously a wondrous fight maintaine Rushing on all what-euer strength withstands Whetting their wrath on blood and on disdaine And so far thrust that hard 't were to descry Whether they more desire to kill or dye 90 Frank of their owne greedy of others blood No stroke they giue but wounds no wound but kills Neere to their hate close to their work they stood Hit where they would their hand obeyes their wills Scorning the blowe from far that doth no good Loathing the cracke vnlesse some blood it spils No wounds could let-out life that wrath held in Till others wounds reueng'd did first begin 91 So much true resolution wrought in those Who had made couenant with death before That their smal number scorning so great foes Made Fraunce most happie that there were no more And Fortune doubt to whom she might dispose That weary day or vnto whom restore The glory of a Conquest dearely bought Which scarce the Conqueror could thinke well got 92 For as with equall rage and equall might Two aduerse windes combat with billowes proud And neither yeeld Seas skies maintaine like fight Waue against waue oppos'd and clowd to clowd So warre both sides with obstinate despight With like reuenge and neither partie bow'd Fronting each other with confounding blowes No wound one sword vnto the other owes 93 Whil'st Talbot whose fresh ardor hauing got A meruailous aduantage of his yeares Carries his vnfelt age as if forgot Whirling about where any need appeares His hand his eye his wits all present wrought The function of the glorious Part he beares Now vrging here now cheering there he flyes Vnlockes the thickest troups where most force lyes 94 In midst of wrath of wounds of blood and death There is he most where as he may do best And there the closest ranks hee seuereth Driues-back the stoutest powres that forward prest There makes his sword his way there laboreth Th'infatigable hand that neuer ceast Scorning vnto his mortall wounds to yeeld Till Death became best maister of the Field 95 Then like a sturdy Oke that hauing long Against the warres of fiercest windes made head When withsome forc't tempestuous rage more strong His down-borne top comes ouer-maistered All the neere bordering Trees hee stood among Crusht with his waightie fall lie ruined So lay his spoyles all round about him slaine T' adorne his death that could not die in vaine 96 On th' other part his most all-daring 〈◊〉 Although the inexperience of his yeares Made him lesse skild in what was to be done And yet did carrie him beyond all feares Into the maine Battalion thrusting on Neere to the King amidst the chiefest Peeres With thousand wounds became at length opprest As if he scorn'd to die but with the best 97 Who thus both hauing gaind a glorious end Soone ended that great day that set so red As all the purple Plaines that wide extend A sad tempestuous season witnessed So much adoe had toyling Fraunce to rend From vs the right so long inherited And so hard went we from what we posseft As with it went the blood wee loued best 98 Which blood not lost but fast lay'd vp with heed In euerlasting fame is there held deere To seale the memorie of this dayes deed Th' eternall euidence of what we were To which our Fathers wee and who succeed Doe owe a sigh for that it toucht vs neere Nor must we sinne so much as to neglect The holy thought of such a deare respect 99 Yet happy-hapless day blest ill-lost breath Both for our better fortune and your ownel For what foul wounds what spoyl what shamefull death Had by this forward resolution growne If at S. Albons Wakefield 〈◊〉 heath It should vnto your infamie beene showne Blest you that did not teach how great a fault Euen Virtue is in actions that are naught 100 Yet would this sad dayes losse had now beene all That this day lost then should we not much plaine If hereby we had com'n but there to fall And that day ended ended had our paine Then small the losse of Fraunce of Guien small Nothing the shame to be turn'd home againe Compard with other shames But now Fraunce lost Sheds vs more blood then all her winning cost 101 For losing warre abroad at home lost peace Be'ing with our vnsupporting selues close pent And no dessignes for pride that did increase But our owne throats and our owne punishment The working spirit ceast not though worke did cease Hauing fit time to practise discontent And stirre vp such as could not long lie still Who not imploy'd to good must needes do ill 102 And now this griefe of our receiued shame Gaue fit occasion for ambitious care To draw the chiefe reproche of all the same On such as obuious vnto hatred are Th' especiall men of State who all the blame Of whatsoeuer Fortune doth must beare For still in vulgar eares delight it breeds To haue the hated authors of misdeeds 103 And therefore easily great Sommerset Whom enuie long had singled out before With all the vollie of disgraces met As th' onely marke that Fortune plac't therefore On whose ill-wrought opinion Spight did whet The edge of wrath to make it pearce the more And grief was glad t' haue gotten now on whom To lay the fault of what must light on some 104 Whereon th'againe out-breaking Yorke beginnes To build new modules of his old desire And se'ing the booty Fortune for him winnes Vpon the ground of this in kind ledire He takes th' aduantages of others sinnes To ay de his owne and help him to aspire For doubting peace should better scanne deeds past Hee thinkes not safe to haue his sword out last 105 Especially since euery man now prest To innouation doe with rancor swell A stirring humor gen'rally possest Those peace-spilt times weary of beeing well The weake with wrongs the happy tyr'd with rest And many mad for what they could not tell The World euen great with
sollicited That this great Earle was drawne t' attempt the thing And practiseth how to depose the King 27 For being of mightie meanes to do the deed And yet of mightier hopes then meanes to do And yet of spirit that did his hopes exceed And then of Blood as great to adde thereto All these with what the gold of France could breed Being powers enow a clyming minde to woo He so imploy'd that many he had wonne Euen of the chiefe the King reli'd vpon 28 The well-knowne right of th' Earle of March allur'd A leaning loue whose Cause he did pretend Whereby he knew that so himselfe procur'd The Crowne for his owne children in the ende For the Earle beeing as hee was assur'd Vnapt for issue it must needes descend On those of his being next of Clarence race As who by course of right should hold the place 29 It was the time when-as the forward Prince Had all prepar'd for his great enterprize And ready stand his troupes to part from hence And all in stately forme and order lyes When open Fame giues out intelligence Of these bad complots of his enemies Or else this time of purpose chosen is Though knowne before yet let run-on till this 30 That this might yeeld the more 〈◊〉 aggrauate Vpon so foul a deed vntimely sought Now at this point t' attempt to ruinate So glorious a designe so forward brought Whil'st careful Virtue seekes t' aduance the State And for her euerlasting honor sought That though the Cause seem'd right and title strong The time 〈◊〉 dooing it yet makes it wrong 31 But straight an vnlamented death he had And straight were ioyfully the Anchors weighd And all flocke fast aboord with visage glad As if the sacrifice had now beene payd For their good speed that made 〈◊〉 stay so sad Loathing the least occasion that delayd And now new thoughts great hopes calme seas fair windes With present action intertaine their mindes 32 No other crosse ô Henry saw thy dayes But this that toucht thy now possessed hold Nor after long till this mans sonne assayes To get of thine the right that he controll'd For which contending long his life he payes So that it fatal seem'd the father should Thy winning seeke to stay and then his sonne Should be the cause to lose when thou hadst won 33 Yet now in this so happy a meane-while And interlightning times thy 〈◊〉 wrought That Discord had 〈◊〉 leasure to defile So faire attempts with a tumultuous thought And euen thy selfe thy selfe didst so beguile With such attention vpon what was sought That time 〈◊〉 not now with feare or hate Others to seeke thee to secure thy State 34 Or else how easie had it beene for thee All the pretendant race t' haue layd full lowe If thou proceeded hadst with crueltie Not suffering any fatall branch to growe But vnsuspicious Magnanimitie Shames such effectes of feare and force to showe Busied in free and open Actions still Being great for being good hates to be ill 35 And yet such wrongs are held meete to be done And often for the State thought requisite As when the publike good depends thereon When great iniustice is esteem'd great right But yet what good with doing ill is won Who hath of blood made such a benefite As hath not fear'd more after then before And made his peace the 〈◊〉 his plague the more 36 Farre otherwise dealt this vndaunted King That cherished the ofspring of his foes And his Competitors to grace did bring And them his friendes for Armes and honors chose As if plaine courses were the safest thing Where vpright goodnesse sure and stedfast goes Free from that subtile maskt impietie Which this depraued world calles policie 37 Yet how hath Fate dispos'd of all this good What haue these Virtues after 〈◊〉 auail'd In what stead hath hy-raised Valour stood When this continuing cause of Greatnes fail'd Then when proud-growne the irritated blood Enduring not it selfe it selfe 〈◊〉 As though that Prowesse had but learnd to spill Much blood abrode to cut her throat with skill 38 How doth th' Eternall in the course of things Immix the causes both of Good and Ill That thus the one effects of th' other brings As what seemes made to blisse is borne to spill What from the best of Virtues glorie springs That which the world with miserie doth fill Is th' end of happinesse but wretchednesse Hath Sinne his plague and Virtue no successe 39 Either that is not good the world holdes good Or else is so confus'd with ill that we Abused with th' appearing likelihood Run to offend whil'st we thinke good to bee Or else the heauens made man in furious blood To torture man Allotting no course free From mischiefe long Sending faire dayes that breed But stormes to make more foul times that succeed 40 Who would haue thought that so great victories Such conquests riches Land and Kingdome gain'd Could not but haue establisht in such wise This powrefull state in state to haue remain'd Who would haue thought that Mischiefe could deuise A way so soone to lose what was attain'd As if powre were but shew'd to grieue not grace And to reduce vs into farre worse case 41 With what contagion Fraunce didst thou infect This Land by thee made proud to disagree T'inrage them so their owne swordes to direct Vpon them-selues that were made sharp in thee Why didst thou teach them here at homet'erect Trophees of their blood which of thine should bee Or was the date of thine affliction out And so by course was ours to come about 42 But that vntimely death of this great King Whose nine yeeres Raigne so mightie wonders wrought To thee thy hopes to vs despaire did bring Not long to keepe and gouerne what was got For those that had th'affayres in managing Although their Countries good they greatly sought Yet so ill accidentes vofitly fell That their dessignes could hardly prosper wel 43 An infant King doth in the State succeed 〈◊〉 one yeere old left vnto others guide Whose 〈◊〉 trust though such as shew'd indeed They weigh'd their charge more then the world beside And did with dutie zeale and loue proceed Yet for all what their trauaile could prouide Could not woo Fortune to remaine with vs When this her Minion was departed thus 44 But by degrees first this then that regain'd The turning tide beares backe with flowing chaunce Vnto the Dolphin all we had attain'd And filles the late lowe-running hopes of Fraunce When Bedford who our onely hold maintain'd Death takes from vs their fortune to aduance And then home-strife that on it selfe did fall Neglecting forraine care did soone lose all 45 Neere three score yeeres are past since Bulling brooke Did first attaine God knowes how iust the Crowne And now his race 〈◊〉 right possessors tooke Were held of all to hold nought but their owne When Richard Duke of Yorke begins to looke Into their right and makes his 〈◊〉 knowne
run Vnto that course they seeth ' effects relate Whil'st still too short they come or cast too far And make these great men wiser then they ar 100 But by degrees he ventures now on blood And sacrifiz'd vnto the peoples loue The death of those that chiefe in enuie stood As th' Officers who first these dangers proue The Treasurer and those whom they thought good Bushy and Greene by death he must remoue These were the men the people thought did cause Those great exactions and abus'd the lawes 101 This done his cause was preacht with learned skill By Arundel th' Archbishop who there show'd A Pardon sent from Rome to all that will Take part with him and quit the faith they ow'd To Richard as a Prince vnfit and ill On whom the Crowne was fatally bestow'd And easie-yeelding zeale was quickly caught With what the mouth of grauity had taught 102 O that this power from euerlasting giuen The great alliance made twixt God and vs Th' intelligence that earth doth hold with heauen Sacred Religion ô that thou must thus Be made to smooth our wayes vniust vneuen Brought from aboue earth-quarrels to discusse Must men beguile our soules to winne our wils And make our Zeale the furtherer of ils 103 But the ambitious to 〈◊〉 their might Dispense with heauen and what Religion would The armed will finde right or els make right If this 〈◊〉 wrought not yet an other should And this and other now do all incite To strength the faction that the Duke doth hold Who easily obtained what he sought His vertues and his loue so greatly wrought 104 The King still busied in this Irish warre Which by his valour there did well succeed Had newes how here his Lords reuolted are And how the Duke of Herford doth proceede In these affaires he feares are growne too farre Hastes his returne from thence with greatest speed But was by tempests windes and seas debarr'd As if they likewise had against him warr'd 105 But at the length though late in Wales he lands Where thoroughly inform'd of Henries force And well aduertis'd how his owne case stands Which to his griefe he sees tends to the worse He leauest ' Aumarle at Milford all those bandes He brought from Ireland taking thence his course To Conway all disguis'd with fourteene more To th' Earle of Salisburie thither sent before 106 Thinking the Earle had rays'd some Armie there Whom there he findes for saken all alone The forces in those parts which leuied were Were closely shrunke away disperst and gone The king had stayd too long and they in feare Resolued euerie man to shift for one At this amas'd such fortune he laments Foresees his fall whereto each thing consents 107 In this disturb'd tumultuous broken State Whil'st yet th' euent stood doubtfull what should bee Whilst nought but headlong running to debate And glittering troupes and arm or men might see Furie and feare compassion wrath and hate Confus'd through all the land no corner free The strong all mad to strife to ruine bent The weaker waild the aged they lament 108 And blame their many yeeres that liue so long To see the horrour of these miseries Why had not we said they di'd with the strong In forraine fieldes in honourable wise In iust exployts and noble without wrong And by the valiant hand of enemies And not thus now reserued in our age To home-confusion and disordered rage 109 Vnto the Temples flocke the weake deuout Sad wayling Women there to vow and pray For husbands brothers or their sonnes gone out To blood-shed whom nor teares nor loue could stay Here graue religious Fathers which much doubt The sad euents these broyles procure them may As Prophets warne exclaime disswade these crimes By the examples fresh of other times 110 And ô what do you now prepare said they Another Conquest by these fatall wayes What must your owne hands make your selues a pray To desolation which these tumults rayse What Dane what Norman shall prepare his way To triumph on the spoyle of your decayes That which nor Fraunce nor all the world could do In vnion shall your discord bring you to 111 Conspire against vs neighbour nations all That enuie at the height whereto w' are growne Coniure the barbarous North and let them call Strange furie from farre distant shores vnknowne And let them altogether on vs fall So to diuert the ruine of our owne That we forgetting what doth so incense May turne the hand of malice to defence 112 Calme these tempestuous spirits O mighty Lord This threatning storme that ouer-hangs the Land Make them consider ere they ' vnsheath the sword How vaine is th' earth this point whereon they stand And with what sad calamities is stor'd The best of that for which th' Ambitious band Labor the ende of labor strife of strife Terror in death and horrour after life 113 Thus they in zeale whose humbled thoughts were good Whil'st in this wide-spread volume of the skies The booke of Prouidence disclosed stood Warnings of wrath foregoing miseries In lines of fire and characters of blood There feare full formes in dreadfull flames arise Amazing Comets threatning Monarchs might And new-seene Starres vnknowne vnto the night 114 Red 〈◊〉 Dragons in the ayre do flye And burning Meteors pointed-streaming lightes Bright Starres in midst of day appeare in skie Prodigious monsters ghastly fearefull sights Strange Ghostes and apparitions terrifie The wofull mother her owne birth affrightes Seeing a wrong deformed infant borne Grieues in her paines deceiv'd in shame doth mourne 115 The earth as if afeard of blood and wounds Trembles in terrour of these falling 〈◊〉 The hollow concaues giue out groning sounds And sighing murmures to lament our woes The Ocean all at discord with his boundes Reiterates his strange vntimely flowes Nature all out of course to checke our course Neglects her worke to worke in vs remorse 116 So great a wracke vnto it selfe doth lo Disorder'd proud mortalitie prepare That this whole frame doth euen labour so Her ruine vnto frailty to declare And trauailes to fore-signifie the wo That weake improuidence could not beware For heauen and earth and ayre and seas and all Taught men to see but not to shun their fall 117 Is man so deare vnto the heauens that they Respect the wayes of earth the workes of sinne Doth this great All this Vniuer sall weigh The vaine designes that weakenesse doth begin Or doth our feare father of zeale giue way Vnto this errour ignorance liues in And deeme our faults the cause that moue these powres That haue their cause from other cause then ours 118 But these beginnings had this impious Warre Th'vngodly blood-shed that did so defile The beautie of thy fields and euen did marre The flowre of thy chiefe pride thou fairest Ile These were the causes that incenst so farre The ciuill wounding hand inrag'd with spoyle That now the liuing with afflicted eye Looke backe with
Countrie com'n to vvage Warre vvith thy selfe nor those afflictions try'd Of all consuming discorde here so long Too mightie novv against thy selfe too strong The ende of the second Booke THE ARGVMENT OF THE THIRD BOOKE Henrie the fourth the Crowne established The Lords that did to Glosters death consent Degraded do rebell are vanquished King Richard vnto Pomfret Castle sent Is by a cruell Knight there murthered After the Lords had had their punishment His Corps from thence to London is conuayd And there for all to view is open layd 1 NOw risen is that Head by which did spring The birth of two strong Heads two Crownes two rights That monstrous shape that afterward did bring Deform'd confusion to distracted wights Now is attain'd that dearely purchast thing That fill'd the world with lamentable sights And now attain'd all care is how to frame Meanes to establish and to hold the same 2 First he attends to build a strong conceipt Of his vsurped powre in peoples mindes And armes his cause with furniture of weight Which easily the sword and Greatnesse findes Succession Conquest and election straight Suggested are and prov'd in all their kindes More then ynough they finde who finde their might Hath force to make all that they will haue Right 3 Though one of these might verie well suffise His present approbation to procure But who his own cause makes doth stil deuise To make too much to haue it more then sure Feare casts too deepe and euer is too wise No vsuall plots the doubtfull can secure And all these disagreeing Claymes he had With hope to make one good of many bad 4 Like vnto him that fears and faine would stop Aninundation working-on apace Runs to the Breach heapes mightie matter vp Throwes indigested burthens on the place Lodes with huge weights the out-side the top But leaues the inner partes in feeble case Whil'st th'vnder-searching water working-on Beares proudly downe all that was idly don 5 So fares it with our indirect desseignes And wrong contriued labors at the last Whil'st working Time and iustice vndermines The feeble frame held to be wrought so fast Then when out-breaking vengeance vncombines The ill-ioyn'd plots so fayrely ouer-cast Turnes vp those huge pretended heapes of showes And all these weake illusions ouer-throwes 6 But after hauing made his title plaine Vnto his Coronation he proceedes Which in most sumptuous sort to intertaine The gazing vulgar whom this splendor feeds Is stately furnisht with a glorious traine Wherein the former Kings he far exceedes And all t' amuse the world and turne the thought Of what how 't was done to whatis wrought 7 And that he might on many props repose He strengths his owne who his part did take New Officers new Councellors he chose His eldest sonne the Prince of Wales doth make His second Lord high Steward and to those Had hazarded their fortunes for his sake He giues them charge as merites their deseart And rayses them by crushing th' aduerse part 8 So that hereby the vniuersall face Of Court with all the Offices of State Are wholly chang'd by death or by disgrace Vpon th' aduantage of the peoples hate Who euer enuying those of chiefest place Whom neither worth nor vertue but their fate Exalted hath doo when their Kings doo naught Because it 's in their powre iudge it their faute 9 And in their steed such as were popular And wel-deseruing were aduanc't by grace Graue Shirley he ordaines Lord Chancelor Both worthy for his vertues and his race And Norburie hee appoints for Treasurer A man though meane yet fit to vse that place And others t'other roomes whom people hold So much more lov'd how much they loath the old 10 And it behoues him now to doo his best T' approue his vow and oath made to the State And many great disorders he redrest Which alwayes Vsurpation makes the gate To let it selfe into the peoples brest And seekes the publike best t'accommodate Wherein Iniustice better doth then Right For who reproues the lame must go vpright 11 Though it be easie to accuse a State Of imperfection and misgouernment And easie to beget in people hate Of present Rule which cannot all content And fewe attempt it that effect it not Yet t'introduce a better gouernment In steed thereof if we t'example looke The vnder-takers haue beene ouer-tooke 12 Then against those he strictly doth proceed Who chiefe of Glosters death were guiltie thought Not so much for the hatred of that deed But vnder this pretext the meanes he sought To ruine such whose might did much exceed His powre to wrong nor else could well be wrought Law Iustice blood the zeale vnto the dead Were on 〈◊〉 side and his drift coloured 13 Here many of the greatest of the Land Accus'd were of the act strong proofes brought out Which strongly were 〈◊〉 the Lords all stand To cleare their Cause 〈◊〉 resolutely stout The King 〈◊〉 what he tooke in hand Was not with safety to be brought-about Desists to vrge their death in any wise Respecting number strength friends and allies 14 Nor was it time now in his tender raigne And infant-young-beginning gouernement To striue with blood when lenitie must gaine The mightie men and please the discontent New Kings do feare when old Courts farther straine Establisht States to all things will consent He must dispense with his will and their crime And seeke t' oppresse and weare them out with time 15 Yet not to seeme but to haue some thing done In what he could not as he would effect To 〈◊〉 the people that 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to expect He 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 one 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 this 〈◊〉 was elect A 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 few or none would misse Who first did serue their turne and now serues his 16 And to abase the too high state of those That were accus'd and lesten their degrees Aumarle Surry Exceter must lose The names of Dukes their titles dignities And whatsoeuer profits thereby rise The Earles their titles and their Signories And all they got in th' end of Richards raigne Since Glosters death they must restore againe 17 By this as if by Ostracisme t' abate That great presumptiue wealth whereon they stand For first hereby impov'rishing their state He killes the meanes they might haue to withstand Then equals them with other whom they hate Who by their spoyles are rais'd to hie command That weake and enuied if they should conspire They wracke themselues and he hath his desire 18 Yet by this grace which must be held a grace As both they and the world are made beleeue He thinks t' haue dealt benignly in this case And left them state ynough to let them liue And that the taking from thē meanes place Was nothing in respect what hee did giue But they that knowe how their owne reckning 〈◊〉 Account not what they haue but what they lose 19 The Parlement which now is held decreed What-euer pleas'd
the King but to propound Confirm'd the Crowne to him and to his seed And by their oath their due obedience bound Which was the powre that stood him best in steed And made what-euer broken courses sound For what he got by fortune fauour might It was the State that now must make his right 20 Here was agreed to make all more secure That Richard should remaine for euermore Close-prisoner least the Realme might chaunce indure Some new reuolt or any fresh vp-rore And that if any should such broyle procure By him or for him he should die therefore So that a talke of tumult and a breath Would serue him as his passing-bell to death 21 Yet reuerent Carlile thou didst there oppose Thy holy voyce to saue thy Princes blood And freely checktst this iudgement and his foes When all were bad yet thou dar'dst to be good Be it inrold that time may neuer lose The memorie how firme thy courage stood When powre disgrace nor death could ought diuert Thy glorious tongue thus to reueale thy heart 22 Graue reuerent Lords since that this sacred place Our Auentine-Retire our holy hill This place soule of our State the Realmes best grace Doth priuiledge me speake what reason will Let me but say my conscience in this case Least sinne of silence shew my hart was ill And let these walles witnesse if you will not I do discharge my soule of this foule blot 23 Neuer shall this poore breath of mine consent That he that two and twentie yeeres hath raignd As lawfull Lord and King by iust descent Should here be iudg'd vnheard and vnarraignd By Subiects too Iudges incompetent To iudge their King vnlawfully detaind And vnbrought-foorth to plead his guiltless Cause Barringth ' Annoynted libertie of lawes 24 Haue you not done inough with what is done Must needes disorder growe from bad to worse Can neuer mischiefe end as it begunne But being once out must farther out of force Thinke you that any meanes vnder the Sunne Can aslecure so indirect a course Or any broken cunning build so strong As can hold out the hand of vengeance long 25 Stopt there was his too vehement speech with speed And he sent close to warde from where he stood His zeale vntimely deem'd too much t' exceed The measure of his wit and did no good They resolute for all this do proceed Vnto that iudgement could not be withstood The King had all he crav'd or could compell And all was done let others iudge how well 26 Now Muse relate a wofull accident And tell the blood-shed of these mightie Peeres Who lately reconcil'd rest discontent Griev'd with disgrace remayning in their feares How-euer seeming outwardly content Yet th' inward touch that wounded honor beares Rests closely rankling and can finde no ease Till death of one side cure this great disease 27 Meanes how to feele and learne each others hart By th' Abbots skill of Westminster is found Who secretly disliking Henries part Inuites these Lords and those hee meant to sound Feasts them with cost and drawes them on with art And darke and doubtfull questions doth propound Then playner speakes and yet vncertaine speakes Then wishes well then off abruptly breakes 28 My Lords saith he I feare we shall not finde This long-desired King such as was thought But yet he may do well God turne his minde T is yet new dayes but Ill bodes new and nought Some yet speed well though all men of my kinde Haue cause to doubt his speech is not forgot That Princes had too little we too much God giue him grace but 't is ill trusting such 29 This open-close apparent-darke discourse Drew-on much speech and euerie man replies And euery man addes heate and words inforce And vrge out wordes For when one man espies Anothers minde like his then ill breedes worse And out breaks all in th' end what closest lies For when men well haue fed th'blood being warme Then are they most improuident of harme 30 Bewray they did their inward boyling spight Each stirring other to reuenge their cause One sayes he neuer should indure the sight Of that forsworne that wrongs both Land and lawes Another vowes the same of his minde right A third t' a point more neere the matter drawes Sweares if they would he would attempt the thing To chace th' vsurper and replace their King 31 Thus one by one kindling each others fire Till all inflam'd they all in one agree All resolute to prosecute their ire Seeking their owne and Countries cause to free And haue his first that their blood did conspire For no way else they sayd but this could be Their wrong-detained honor to redeeme Which true-bred blood should more then life esteeme 32 And let not this our new-made faithless Lord Sayth Surry thinke that we are left so bare Though bare inough but we wil finde a sword To kill him with when he shal not beware For he that is with life and will instor'd Hath for reuenge inough and needes not care For time brings meanes to furnish him withall Let him but way te occasions as they fall 33 Then of the manner how t' effect the thing Consulted was and in the ende agreed That at a Maske and common Reuelling Which was ordain'd they should performe the deed For that would be least doubted of the King And fittest for their safetie to proceed The night their number and the soddaine act Would dash all order and protect their fact 34 Besides they might vnder the faire pretence Of Tilts and Turnements which they intend Prouide them horse and armour for defence And all things else conuenient for their end Besides they might hold sure intelligence Among themselues without suspect t' offend The King would thinke they sought but grace in Court With all their great preparing in this sort 35 A solemne oath religiously they take By intermutuall vowes protesting there This neuer to reueale nor to forsake So good a Cause for danger hope or feare The Sacrament the pledge of faith they take And euerie man vpon his sword doth sweare By Knighthood honor or what else should binde To assecure the more each others minde 36 And when all this was done and thought well done And euerie one assures him good successe And easie seemes the thing to euerie one That nought could crosse their plot or them suppresse Yet one among the rest whose minde not wonne With th'ouer-weening thought of hot excesse Nor headlong carryed with the streame of will Nor by his owne election led to ill 37 Iudicious Blunt whose learning valor wit Had taught true knowledge in the course of things Knew dangers as they were and th'humerous fit Ofware-lessediscontent what end it brings Counsels their heat with calme graue words and fit Words wellfore-thought that from experience springs And warnes a warier cariage in the thing Least blind presumption worke their ruining 38 My Lords sayth he I knowe your wisedomes such As that of mine aduice you
and more Besieg'd the Hold that could not long defend Consuming so al that resisting store Of those prouisions Nature daign'd to lend As that the walles 〈◊〉 thin permit the Minde To looke out thorow and his frailty finde 85 For now as if those vapors vanisht were Which heat of boyling bloud and health did breed To clowd the iudgement things do plaine appeare In their owne colours as they are indeede When-as th'illightned soule discouers cleere Th'abusing shewes of Sense and notes with heed How poore a thing is pride when all as slaues Differ but in their fetters not their Graues 86 And lying on his last afflicted bed Pale Death and Conscience both before him stand Th' one holding out a Booke wherein he read In bloudy lines the deedes of his owne hand The other shewes a glasse which figured Anougly forme of foule corrupted Sand Both bringing horror in the hiest degree With what he was and what he soone should be 87 Which seeing all trembling and confus'd with feare He lay a while amaz'd with this affright Atlast commands some that attending were To fetch the Crowne and set it in his sight On which with fixed eye and heauy cheere Casting a looke O God sayth he what right I had to thee I now in griefe conceiue Thee which with blood I held with horror leaue 88 And herewithall the soule rapt with the thought Of mischiefes past did so attentiue wey These present terrors whil'st as if forgot The dull oppressed body senselesse lay That he as breathlesse quite quite dead is thought When lo the sonne comes in and takes-away This fatall Crowne from thence and out he goes As if impatient longer time to lose 89 To whom call'd backe for this presumptuous deed The King return'd from out his extasie Began O sonne what needst thou make such speed To be before-hand with thy miserie Thou shalt haue time ynough if thou succeed To feele the stormes that beat on Dignitie And if thou 〈◊〉 but bee be any thing In 〈◊〉 then neuer be a King 90 Nay Father since your Fortune did attaine So high a Stand I meane not to descend Replyes the Prince as if what you did gaine I were of spirit vnable to defend Time will appease 〈◊〉 well who now complaine And ratifie our int'rest in the end What wrong hath not continuance quite out-worne Yeares make that right which neuer was so borne 91 If so God worke his pleasure sayd the King Yet thou must needs contend with all thy might Such euidence of vertuous deeds to bring That well may proue our wrong to be our right And let the goodnesse of the managing Raze out the blot of foul attaining quite That Discontent may all aduantage misse To wish it otherwise then now it is 92 And since my death my purpose doth preuent Touching this Holy warre I tooke in hand An action wherewithall my soule had ment T' appease my God and reconcile my Land To thee is left to finish my intent Who to be safe must neueridly stand But some great actions entertaine thou still To holde their mindes who else wil practise ill 93 Thou hast not that aduantage by my Raigne To ryotit as they whom long descent Hath purchas'tloue by custome but with paine Thou must contend to buy the worlds content What their birth gaue them thou hast yet to gaine By thine owne vertues and good gouernment So that vnlesse thy worth confirme the thing Thou neuer shalt be father to a King 94 Nor art thou borne in those calme dayes where Rest Hath brought asleepe sluggish Securitie But in tumultuous times where mindes addrest To factions are invr'd to mutinie A mischiefe not by force to be supprest Where rigor still begets more enmitie Hatred must be beguil'd with some new course Where States are stiffe and Princes doubt their force 95 This and much more Affliction would haue say'd Out of th' experience of a troublous Raigne For which his high desires had dearely pay'd The int'rest of an euer-toyling paine But that this all-subduing Power here stai'd His fault'ring tongue and paine r'inforc't againe Barr'd vp th' oppressed passages of breath To bring him quite vnder the state of Death 96 In whose possession I must leaue him now And now into the Ocean of new toyles Into the stormie Maine where tempestes growe Of greater ruines and of greater spoyles Setfoorth my course to hasten-on my vow Ov'rall the troublous Deepe of these turmoyles And if I may but liue t' attaine the shore Of my desired end I wish no more The ende of the fourth Booke THE FIFT BOOKE THE ARGVMENT Henry the fift cuts off his enemie The Earle of Cambridge that conspir'd his death Henry the sixt married vnluckily His and his Countryes glorie ruineth Suffolke that made the match preferd too hie Going to exile a Pirat murthereth VVhat meanes the Duke of Yorke obseru'd to gaine The worlds good-will seeking the Crowne t' attaine 1 CLose smothered lay the lowe depressed fire Whose after-issuing flames confounded all The whil'st victorious Henry did conspire The wracke of Fraunce that at his feete did fall Whil'st ioyes of gotten spoyles and new desire Of greater gaine to greater deeds did call His conquering troupes that could no thoughts retaine Saue thoughts of glorie all that actiue Raigne 2 Whome here me thinks as if hee did appeare Out of the clowdy darkenes of the night I do behold approche with Martiall cheere And with a dreadful and yet louely sight Whose eye giues courage and whose brow hath feare Both representing terror and delight And stayes my course and off my purpose breakes And in vp brayding words thus fiercely speakes 3 Vngrateful times that impiously neglect That worth that neuer times againe shall shew What merites all our toyle no more respect Or else standes Idlenesse asham'd to knowe Those wondrous Actions that do so obiect Blame to the wanton sinne vnto the slowe Can England see the best that she can boast Lie thus vngrac't vndeckt and almost lost 4 Why do you seeke for fained Palladines Out of the smoke of idle vanitie Who may giue glory to the true designes Of 〈◊〉 chier Talbot Neuile Willoughby Why should not you striue to fill vp your lines With wonders of your owne with veritie T' inflame their ofspring with the loue of good And glorious true examples of their Blood 5 What euerlasting matter here is found Whence new immortall Iliads might proceed That those whose happie graces do abound In blessed accents here may haue to feed Good thoughts on no imaginarie ground Of hungry shadowes which no profite breed Whence musicke-like instant delight may growe Yet when men all do knowe they nothing knowe 6 And why dost thou in lamentable verse Nothing but blood-shed treasons sinne and shame The worst of times th' extreame of ills rehearse To rayse olde staynes and to renew dead blame As if the mindes of th' euill and 〈◊〉 Were not farre sooner trained from the same By good
were Good men resolv'd the present to defend Iustice against them with a brow seuete Themselues feard of themselues tyr'd with excesse Found mischiefe was no fit way to redresse 8 And as they stand in desperat comberment Enuirond round with horror blood and shame Crost of their course despayring of th' euent A pardon that smooth bait for basenesse came Which as a snare to catch the impotent Beeing once pronounc't they straight imbrace the same And as huge snowy Mountaines melt with heat So they dissolv'd with hope and home they get 9 Leauing their Captaine to discharge alone The shot of blood consumed in their heate Too small a sacrifice for mischiefs done Was one mans breath which thousands did defeat Vnrighteous Death why art thou but all one Vnto the small offender and the great Why art thou not more then thou art to those That thousands spoyle and thousands liues do lose 10 This furie passing with so quick an end Disclos'd not those that on th' aduantage lay Who seeing the course to such disorder tend With-drew their foote asham'd to take that way Or else preuented whil'st they did attend Some mightier force or for occasion stay But what they meant ill-fortune must not tell Mischiefe be'ing oft made good by speeding well 11 Put-by from this the Duke of Yorke dessignes Another course to bring his hopes about And with those friends affinitie combines In surest bonds his thoughts he poureth-out And closely feeles and closely vndermines The faith of whom he had both hope and doubt Meaning in more apparant open course To try his right his fortune and his force 12 Loue and alliance had most firmly ioynd Vnto his part that mighty Familie The faire distended stock of Neuiles kind Great by their many issued progenie But greater by their worth that clearely shin'd And gaue faire light to their nobilitie So that each corner of the Land became Enricht with some great Worthy of that name 13 But greatest in renowne doth Warwicke sit That braue King-maker Warwicke so farre growne In grace with Fortune that he gouerns it And Monarchs makes and made againe puts downe What reuolutions his first-mouing wit Heere brought about are more then too well knowne The fatall kindle-fire of those hot daies Whose worth I may whose worke I cannot praise 14 With him with Richard Earle of Salisbury Courtny and Brooke and other his deare friends He intimates his minde and openly The present bad proceedings discommends Laments the State the peoples misery And that which such a pitier seldom mends Oppression that sharp two-edged sword That others wounds and wounds likewise his Lord. 15 My Lord saith he how things are caried heere In this corrupted State you plainely see What burthen our abused shoulders beare Charg'd with the waight of imbecillitie And in what base account all we appeare That stand without their grace that all must be And who they be and how their course succeedes Our shame reports and time bewraies their deedes 16 Aniou and Maine the maime that foule appeares Th' eternall scarre of our dismembred Land Guien all lost that did three hundred yeares Remaine subiected vnder our Commaund From whence mee thinks there sounds vnto our eares The voice of those deare ghosts whose liuing hand Got it with sweat and kept it with their blood To doe vs thankless vs their of-spring good 17 And seeme to cry What can you thus behold Their hatefull feete vpon our Graues should tread Your Fathers Graues who gloriously did hold That which your shame hath left recouered Redeeme our Tumbs O spirits too too cold Pull-backe these Towres our Armes haue honored These Towres are yours these Forts we built for you These walles doe beare our names and are your due 18 Thus well they may vpbraid our retchlesnes Whil'st wee as if at league with infamie Ryot away for nought whole Prouinces Giue-vp as nothing worth all Normandie Traffique important Holdes sell Fortresses So long that nought is left but misery Poore Calais and these water-walles about That basely pownd vs in from breaking out 19 And which is worse I feare we shall in th' end Throwne from the glory of inuading Warre Before 't our proper limits to defend Where euer men are not the same they are The hope of conquest doth their spirits extend Beyond the vsuall powres of valour farre For more is he that ventureth for more Then who fights but for what hee had before 20 Put-to your hands therefore to reskew now Th'indangered State deare Lords from this disgrace And let vs in our honour labour how To bring this scorned Land in better case No doubt but God our action will allow That knowes my right and how they rule the place Whose weakeness calls-vp our vnwillingnesse As opening euen the doore to our redresle 21 Though I protest it is not for a Crowne My soule is moov'd yet if it be my right I haue no reason to refuse mine owne But onely these indignities to 〈◊〉 And what if God whose iudgements are vnknowne Hath me ordain'd the man that by my might 〈◊〉 Country shall be blest If so it be By helping me you raise your selues with me 22 Those in whom zeale and amity had bred A fore-impression of the right he had These stirring words so much incouraged That with desire of innouation mad They seem'd to runne-afore not to be led And to his fire doe quicker fuell adde For where such humors are prepar'd before The opening them makes them abound the more 23 Then counsell take they fitting their desire For nought that fits not their desire is waigh'd The Duke is straight aduised to retire Into the bounds of Wales to leauie ayd Which vnder smooth pretence he doth require T'amoue such persons as the State betray'd And to 〈◊〉 th' oppression of the Land The charme which Weakenesse seldome doth with stand 24 Ten thousand straight caught with this bait of breath Are towards greater lookt-for forces led Whose power the King by all meanes trauaileth In their arising to haue ruined But their preuenting Head so compasseth That all ambushments 〈◊〉 are fled Refusing ought to hazard by the way Keeping his Greatnesse for a greater day 25 And to the Citte straight directs his course The Cittie seate of Kings and Kings chiefe grace Where hauing found his entertainement worse By farre then he expected in that place Much disappointed drawes from thence his force And towards better trust marcheth apace And downe in Kent fatall for discontents Neere to thy bankes faire Thames doth pitch his tents 26 And there intrencht plants his Artillerie Artillerie th' infernall instrument New-brought from hell to scourge mortalitie With hideous roaring and astonishment Engine of horrour fram'd to 〈◊〉 And teare the Earth and strongest Towres to rent Torment of Thunder made to mocke the skies As more of power in our calamities 27 If that first fire subtile Prometheus brought Stolne out of heauen did so afflict man-kinde That
priuiledg'd from hie Hath this large Patent of her dignitie 48 This charge the Goddesle gaue when ready straight The subtill messenger accompayned With all hercrew of Artes that on her wait Hastes to effect what she was counsailed And out she pours of her immense conceit Vpon such searching spirits as trauayled In penetrating hidden secrecies Who soone these meanes of miserie deuise 49 And boldly breaking with rebellious minde Into their mothers close-lockt Treasurie They Mineralls combustible do finde Which in 〈◊〉 concaues placed cunningly They fire and fire imprisoned against kinde Teares out a way thrusts out his enemie Barking with such a horror as if wroth With man that wrongs himselfe and Nature both 50 And this beginning had this cursed frame Which Yorke now planted hath against his King Presuming by his powre and by the same His purpose vnto good effect to bring When diuers of the grauest Councell came Sent from the King to vnderstand what thing Had thrust him into these proceedings bad And what he sought and what intent he had 51 Who with words mildly-sharpe gently-seuere Wrought on those wounds that must be toucht with heed Applying rather salues of hope then feare Least corrasiues should desperat mischiefes breed And what my Lord sayd they should moue you here In this vnseemely manner to proceed Whose worth being such as all the Land admires Hath fairer wayes then these to your desires 52 Wil you whose means whose many friends whose grace Can worke the world in peace vnto your will Take such a course as shal your Blood deface And make by handling bad a good Cause ill How many hearts hazard you in this case That in all quiet plots would ayde you still Hauing in Court a Partie farre more strong Then you conceiue prest to redresse your wrong 53 Phy phy forsake this hatefull course my Lord Downe with these Armes that will but wound your Cause What Peace may do hazard not with the Sword Lay downe the force that from your force with-drawes And yeeld and we will mediate such accord As shal dispense with rigor and the lawes And interpose this solemne fayth of our Betwixt your fault and the offended Power 54 Which ingins of protests and proffers kinde Vrg'd out of seeming griefe and shewes of loue So shooke the whole foundation of his Minde As they did all his resolution moue And present seem'd vnto their course inclin'd So that the King would Sommerset remoue The man 〈◊〉 most intolerable pride Trode downe his worth and all good mens beside 55 Which they there vow'd should presently be done For what will not peace-louers willing graunt Where dangerous euents depend thereon And men vnfurnisht and the State in want And if with words the conquest will be won The 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 small and who holds breath so scant As then to spare though with indignitie Better descend then end in Maiestie 56 And here-upon the Duke 〈◊〉 his force Submits him to the King on publique vow The rather too presuming on this course For that his sonne the Earle of March was now With mightier powers abroad which would inforce His peace which else the King would not allow For seeing not all of him in him he hath His death would but giue life to greater wrath 57 Yet comming to the King in former place His 〈◊〉 the Duke of Sommerset he findes Whom openly reproching to his face Hee charg'd with treason in the highest kindes The Duke returnes like speeches of disgrace And fierie wordes bewray'd their flaming mindes But yet the triall was for them deferd Till 〈◊〉 time allow'd it to be heard 58 At Westminster a Counsell sommoned Deliberates what course the Cause should end Of th' apprehended Duke of Yorke whose head Doth now on others doubtfull breath depend Law fiercely vrg'd his act and found him dead Friends fayl'd to speake where they could not defend Onely the King himselfe for mercy stood As prodigall of life niggard of blood 59 And as if angrie with the Lawes of death Ah! why should you sayd hee vrge things so far You that inur'd with mercenarie breath And hyred tongue so peremptorie are Brauing on him whom sorrow prostrateth As if you did with poore Affliction warre And prey on frayltie folly hath betray'd Bringing the lawes to wound 〈◊〉 to ayd 60 Dispense sometime with sterne seueritie Make not the Lawes still traps to apprehend Win grace vpon the bad with clemencie Mercie may mend whom malice made offend Death giues no thankes but checkes authoritie And life doth onely Maiestie commend Reuenge dies not Rigor begets new wrath And blood hath neuer glorie Mercy hath 61 And for my part and my part should be chiefe I am most willing to restore his state And rather had I win him with reliefe Then lose him with despight and get more hate Pittie drawes loue blood-shed is natures griefe Compassion followes the vnfortunate And losing him in him I lose my power We rule who liue the dead are none of our 62 And should our rigor lessen then the same Which we with greater glorie should retaine No let him liue his life must giue vs fame The childe of mercie newly borne againe As often burials are Physicians shame So many deaths argue a Kings hard Raigne Why should we say The Law must haue her vigor The Law kills him but quits not vs of rigor 63 You to get more preferment by your wit Others to gaine the spoyles of miserie Labour with all your powre to follow it Shewing vs feares to draw-on crueltie You vrge th' offence not tell vs what is fit Abusing wrong-informed Maiestie As if our powre were onely but to slay And that to saue were a most dangerous way 64 Thus out of Pittie spake that holy King Whom milde affections led to hope the best When Sommerset began to vrge the thing With words of hotter temper thus exprest Deare soueraigne Lord the Cause in managing Is more then yours t'imports the publique rest We all haue part it toucheth all our good And life 's ill spar'd that 's spar'd to cost more blood 65 Compassion here is crueltie my Lord Pittie will cut our throates for sauing so What benefite enioy we by the sword If mischiefe shall escape to draw-on mo Why should we giue what Law cannot afford To be accessaries to our proper wo Wisedome must iudge 'twixt men apt to amend And mindes incurable borne to offend 66 It is no priuat Cause I do protest That moues me thus to prosecute his deede Would God his blood and mine had well releast The dangers that his pride is like to breed Although at me hee seemes to haue addrest His spight 't is not the end hee hath decreed I am not he alone hee doth pursue But thorow me he meanes to shoot at you 67 For thus these great Reformers of a State Aspiring to attaine the Gouernment Still take aduantage of the peoples hate Who euer hate such as are eminent For who can great affaires
negotiat And all a way ward multitude content And then these people-minions they must fall To worke-out vs to work themselues int'all 68 But note my Lord first who is in your hand Then how he hath offended what 's his end It is the man whose Race would seeme to stand Before your Right and doth a Right pretend Who Traitor-like hath rais'd a mightie Band With colour your proceedings to amend Which if it should haue hapned to succeed You had not now sate to adiudge his deed 69 If oftentimes the person not th' offence Haue beene sufficient cause of death to some Where publique safety puts in euidence Of mischiefe likely by their life to come Shall hee whose fortune and his insolence Haue both deserv'd to die escape that doome When you shall saue your Land your Crowne thereby And since You cannot liue vnlesse He die 70 Thus spaketh ' aggrieued Duke that grauely saw Th'incompatible powers of Princes mindes And what affliction his escape might draw Vnto the State and people of all kindes And yet the humble yeelding and the aw Which Yorke there shew'd so good opinion findes That with the rumor of his Sonnes great strength And French affaires he there came quit at length 71 For euen the feare t'exasperat the heat Of th' Earle of March whose forward youth and might Well follow'd seem'd a proud reuenge to threat If any shame should on his Father light And then desire in Gascoyne to reget The glorie lost which home-broyles hinder might Aduantaged the Duke and sav'd his head Which questionlesse had else beene hazarded 72 For now had Burdeux offered vpon ayd Present reuolt if we would send with speed Which faire aduantage to haue then delay'd Vpon such hopes had beene a shamefull deed And therefore this all other courses stayd And out wardly these in ward hates agreed Giuing an interpause to pride and spight Which breath'd but to breake-out with greater might 73 Whil'st dreadfull Talbot terror late of Fraunce Against the Genius of our Fortune stroue The downe-throwne glorie of our State t' aduance Where Fraunce far more then Fraunce he now doth proue For friends opinion and succeeding chaunce Which wrought the weake to yeeld the strong to loue Were not the same that he had found before In happier times when lesse would haue done more 74 For both the Britaine and Burgonian now Came altred with our lucke and won with theirs Those bridges and the gates that did allow So easie passage vnto our affaires Iudging it safer to endeuour how To link with strength then leane vnto despaires And who wants friends to backe what he begins In Lands far off gets not although he wins 75 Which too well prov'd this fatall enterprize The last that lost vs all wee had to lose Where though aduantag'd by some mutinies Aud pettie Lords that in our Cause arose Yet those great fayl'd whose ready quick supplies Euer at hand cheer'd vs and quail'd our foes Succours from far come seldome to our minde For who holds league with Neptune and the winde 76 Yet worthy Talbot thou didst so imploy The broken remnants of disscattered power That they might see it was our destiny Not want of spirit that lost vs what was our Thy dying hand sold them the victorie With so deare wounds as made the conquest sowre So much it cost to spoyle who were vndon And such adoe to win when they had won 77 For as a fierce courageous Mastiue fares That hauing once sure fast'ned on his foe Lyes tugging on that hold neuer forbeares What force soeuer force him to for go The more he feeles his woundes the more he dares As if his death were sweet in dying so So held his hold this Lord whil'st he held breath And scarce but with much blood le ts goe in death 78 For though he saw prepar'd against his side Both vnlike fortune and vnequall force Borne with the swelling current of their pride Downe the maine streame of a most happy course Yet standes he stiffe vndasht vnterrifi'd His minde the same although his fortune worse Virtue in greatest dangers being best showne And though opprest yet neuer ouer-throwne 79 For rescuing of besieg'd Chatillion Where hauing first constraind the French to fly And following hard on their confusion Comes lo incountred with a strong supply Of fresh-arriuing powers that backe thrust-on Those flying troupes another chaunce to trie Who double arm'd with shame and fury straine To wreake their foyle and win their fame againe 80 Which seeing th' vndaunted Talbot with more might Of spirit to will then hands of power to do Preparing t' entertaine a glorious fight Cheeres-vp his wearied Souldiers thereunto Courage sayth hee those brauing troupes in sight Are but the same that now you did vndo And what if there be come some more then they They come to bring more glory to the day 81 Which day must either thrust vs out of all Or all with greater glorie backe restore This day your valiant worth aduenture shall For what our Land shall neuer fight for more If now we faile with vs is like to fall All that renowne which we haue got before This is the last if we discharge the same The same shall last to our eternall fame 82 Neuer had worthy men for any fact A more faire glorious Theater then we Whereon true Magnanimicie might act Braue deedes which better witnessed could be For lo from 〈◊〉 Turrets yet vnsackt Your valiant fellowes stand your worth to see T' auouch your valour if you liue to gaine And if we die that we 〈◊〉 not in vaine 83 And euen our foes whose proud and powreful might Would seeme to swallow vp our dignitie Shall not keep-backe the glory of our right Which their confounded blood shall testifie For in their wounds our goarie swords shall write The monumentes of our eternitie For vile is honor and a title vaine The which true worth and danger do not gaine 84 For they shall see when we in carelesse sort Shall throwe our selues on their despised speares T is not despaire that doth vs so transport But euen true Fortitude that nothing feares Sith we may well retire vs in some sort But shame on him that such a foul thought beares For be they more let Fortune take their part Wee 'll tugge her too and scratch her ere we part 85 This sayd a fresh infus'd desire of fame Enters their warmed blood with such a will That they deem'd long they were not at the game And though they 〈◊〉 apace thought they stood still And that their lingring foes too slowely came To ioyne with them spending much time but ill Such force had wordes fierce humors vp to call Sent from the mouth of such a Generall 86 Who yet his forces weighing with their fire Turnes him about in priuate to his Sonne A worthy Sonne and worthy such a Sire And telleth him what ground hee stood vpon Aduising him in secret to retire
any longer growe 88 Which turning Chaunce t' a long vngraced side Brings backe their almost quayled hopes againe And thrust them on to vse the present Tide And Flowe of this occasion to regaine Th'inthralled Monarch and to vndecide The late concluded Act they held for vaine And mooues their Armies new refresht with spoyle For more confusion and for more turmoyle 89 Victoriously proceeding vnwithstood Till at S. Albones VVarwicke forc't a stand Where-as to make his owne vndooing good The King is brought against himselfe to band His Powre 〈◊〉 Crowne is set against his Blood Forc't on the side not of himselfe to stand Diuided King in what a case thou art To haue thy hand thus bent against thy hart 90 And here this famous fatall place againe Is made the stage of blood againe these streets 〈◊〉 with slaughter cov'red with the slaine Witness what desp'rat wrath with rancor meets But Fortune now is in an other vaine Another side her turning fauour greets The King heere lately lost is now heere won Still sure t' vndoe the side that he was on 91 VVarwicke with other Genius then his owne Had heere to doe which made him see the face Of sad misfortune in the selfe same Towne Where prosp'rous winning lately gaue him grace And Marg'ret heere this Martiall Amazon Was with the spirit of herselfe in place Whose labors Fortune euen to pittie stir And being a woman could but giue it her 92 The reputation and incouragement Of 〈◊〉 glory wakened them to this And this seemes now the full accomplishment Of all their trauell all their combrances For what can more disturbe this Gouernment When Yorke extinct VVarwick conquered is Directing Salsburie left without a head What rests there now that all 's not finished 93 Thus for the sicke preseruing Nature striues Against corruption and the loathsome Graue When out of Deaths colde hands she backe repriues Th'almost confounded spirits she faine would saue And them cheeres vp illightens and reuiues Making faint Sickenesse words of health to haue With lookes of life as if the worst were past When strait comes dissolution and his last 94 So fares it with this late reuiued Queene Whose Victories thus fortunately wonne Haue but as onely lightning motions beene Before the ruine that ensu'd thereon For now another springing powre is seene Whereto as to the new arysing Sunne All turne their faces leauing those lowe rayes Of setting Fortune which no Climer waighes 95 Now is yong March more than a Duke of Yorke For youth loue grace and courage make him more All which for Fortunes fauour now do worke Who graceth freshest Actors euermore Making the first attempt the chiefest worke Of any mans designes that striues therefore The after-seasons are not so well blest For those first spirits make their first actions best 96 Now as the Libyan Lion when with paine The wearie Hunter hath pursu'd his prey From Rockes to Brakes from Thickets to the Plaine And at the point thereon his hands to lay Hard-by his hopes his eye vpon his gaine Out-rushing from his denne rapts all away So comes yong March their endes to disappoint Who now were growne so neere vnto the point 97 The loue of these important southerne parts Of Essex Surry Middlesex and Kent The Queene had wholly lost as they whose hearts Grew ill affected to her gouernment Vpon th'vnciuile and presumptuous parts Play'd by the Northerne troupes growne insolent Whom though she could not gouerne otherwise Yet th' ill that's wrought for her vpon her lies 98 So wretched is this execrable Warre This ciuile Sworde wherein though all wee see Be foul and all things miferable are Yet most distresse-full is the 〈◊〉 Which is not onely th'extream ruiner Of others but her owne calamity Where who obtains what he would cannot do Their powre hath part who holpe him thereunto 99 The Citty whose good-will they most desire Yet thereunto durst not commit their state Sends them not those prouisions they require Which seem'd restrained by the peoples hate Yet Marches help farre off and neere this fire To winne them time 〈◊〉 them to mediate A reconcilement which well entertain'd Was fairely now growen-on and neerely gain'd 100 When with a thousand tongs swift-wing'd Fame coms And tells of Marches gallant Victories Who what withstands subdues all ouercomes Making his way through fiercest enemies As hauing now to cast in greater Summes The Reckning of his hopes that mainly rise His fathers death giues more life vnto wrath And vexed valour greater courage hath 101 And now as for his last his lab'ring worth Works on the coast which on faire Seuerne lyes Whereto his Father passing to the North Sent him to leuie other fresh supplies But hearing now what Wakefield had brought forth Imploring ayde against these iniuries Obtains from Gloster Worster Shrewsburie Important powres to worke his remedie 102 Which he against Pembrooke and Ormond bends Whom Margaret now vpon her victory With all speed possible from VVakefield sends With hope to haue surpris'd him suddenly Wherin though she all meanes all wit extends To th' vtmost reach of wary policie Yet nothing her avayles no plots succeed T' avert those mischiefes which the heauens decreed 103 For neere the Crosse ally'd vnto his name He 〈◊〉 those mighty forces of his foes And with a spirit or day'nd for deeds of fame Their eager-fighting Army ouer-throwes Making all cleer behind from whence he came Bearing-downe wholly what before him rose Like to an all-confounding Torrent seemes And was made more by VVarwicks mighty streames 104 With th'inundation of which Greatnesse he Hauing no bounds of powre to keepe him backe Marcht to the Citie at whose entrance free No signes of ioy nor no applaudings lacke Whose neere approach when this sad Queene did see T' auoyde these rocks of her neere threatning wrack With her griev'd troupes North-ward she hence departs And leaues to Youth and Fortune these South-parts 105 Glory with admiration entring now Opened that easie doore to his intent As that there needes not long time to allow The Right he had vnto the Gouernement Nor Henries iniuries to disauow Against his oath and th' Act of Parlement For heere the speediest way he takes t' accord Difference in law that pleades it with the Sword 106 Gath'red to see his mustred Companies Stoode all the flocking troopes of London streets When Faulconbridge with gentle feeling tries How strong the pulse of their affection beates And reckning vp the grieuous miseries And desolation which the Country threats Askt them whom they would haue to be their King To leade those troopes and State in forme to bring 107 Whereto with such an vniuersall showt The Earle of March the multitude replyes As the rebounding Eccho streight through-out From Towre to Towre reuerberated flyes To th' eares of those great Lords who sate about The consultation for this enterprise Whose care is sav'd which most they stood vpon For what they counsell how too
force and made 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the L. Gray and 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 for the 〈◊〉 of that 〈◊〉 Ann. Reg. 2. Ann Reg. 3. In this battell of Homeldon the L Hen. 〈◊〉 surnamed Hot-spur accompanied with George 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of March ouerthrew the Scottish forces where were slaine 23 Knights and 10000 of the 〈◊〉 the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of Fife Murry Angus with 500. other of meaner degree token prisoners In the 9. 〈◊〉 of the 〈◊〉 of King Richard 2. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 by 〈◊〉 ordained 〈◊〉 E. of March 〈◊〉 apparent to the Crowne 〈◊〉 Roger was the 〈◊〉 of Edmond Mortimer who married 〈◊〉 the only daughter of Leonel D. of 〈◊〉 the third son of King Ed. 3. 〈◊〉 by her had 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Roger Elizabeth 〈◊〉 had 〈◊〉 4. children all 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 only Anne 〈◊〉 without 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of 〈◊〉 second 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Edmo d D. of Yorke This Rich. 〈◊〉 at 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 issue 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 surnamed 〈◊〉 after Duke of Yorke The 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 against 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Ann. 〈◊〉 4. The K. 〈◊〉 forward by George Dunbar was in sight of his enemies lying in Campe 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 sooner then 〈◊〉 was exspected for the 〈◊〉 supposed he would haue stayde longer then 〈◊〉 did at 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Trent for the 〈◊〉 of his 〈◊〉 cell with other 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 werethere to 〈◊〉 him 〈◊〉 they 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 the Towne of 〈◊〉 and Prepared to encounter the kings 〈◊〉 Ann. 〈◊〉 4. The Abbot of Shrew bury and one of the Cleark of the 〈◊〉 seale were 〈◊〉 from the K to the 〈◊〉 to offer them parden if they wold come to any reasonable agreement Wherupon the E. of Worcester 〈◊〉 to the K. 〈◊〉 many kind 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 sing to moue 〈◊〉 Nephew 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 at 〈◊〉 returne 〈◊〉 sayd conceale them 〈◊〉 hastened on the battel which was 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 An. Reg. 4. Prince 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 this Battel was not 17 yeares of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 E of Staf 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of 〈◊〉 Tho. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of Worcester with Sir Richard Vernon and the Baron of Kinderton were taken in the 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 The Fr. K. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to Owen 〈◊〉 with 140. 〈◊〉 which landed at 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 An. Reg. 6. An. Reg. 6. with much adoo the Laitie 〈◊〉 2 〈◊〉 vpon condition that the L. Furniuall should receiue all the mony and see it to bee spent in the 〈◊〉 The D. of Orleans with an Army of 6000. men entred into 〈◊〉 and besieged 〈◊〉 the space of 〈◊〉 moneths return'd without obtaining 〈◊〉 An. Reg. 〈◊〉 The Conte Cleremont Sonne to the D. of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Mon. de la Bret wonne 〈◊〉 Casties in 〈◊〉 The same time the Conte Sa. Paul 〈◊〉 the 〈◊〉 of Wight with 1600. men 〈◊〉 Reg. 6. The Cont 〈◊〉 Paule 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Castle of Marke 〈◊〉 3. 〈◊〉 of 〈◊〉 The 〈◊〉 vnder the conduct of the L. of 〈◊〉 spoyled and 〈◊〉 the Towne of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 K. sends 4000 〈◊〉 to 〈◊〉 and 3000 to the S 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 his second sonne 〈◊〉 of 〈◊〉 after D. of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 after D. of Bedford sent with Ralph Neusle E. of Westmerland 〈◊〉 the North. The 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to Edward D. 〈◊〉 Yorke late wife to 〈◊〉 L. Spencer executed at 〈◊〉 An. Reg. 1. 〈◊〉 her brother to be the 〈◊〉 author of conuaying away the E. of Marches 〈◊〉 out of the 〈◊〉 of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 E. of North. againe 〈◊〉 against the K with Rich. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of Yorke 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 E Marshal Tho. L Bardolph and others They 〈◊〉 the Citizens of Yorke with the Country adioy 〈◊〉 to take their part for the commodity of the 〈◊〉 They 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Articles 〈◊〉 the King The 〈◊〉 of York offers pardon to all 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 their part 〈◊〉 the King 〈◊〉 E. of 〈◊〉 land with 〈◊〉 D. of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 against the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 power being too great for thē the E. made somblance to toyne with the Archb. for redresse of 〈◊〉 greuances as he 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 him of 〈◊〉 forces An. Reg. 6. The Archb. was brother to scroope E. of Willshire Treasurer of Eng and before beheaded Tho' Monbray ◠Marshall sonne to the Duke of Norfolke banished about the quarrell with H. Bullingbrooke The E. of North. returning out of Wales Slaine in the Battail An. Reg. 9 The K. growes iealous of his sonne Hen. Prince of Wales who with a better minde then fashion came to his Father and cleared himself An. Reg. 13 Ann. dom 14. 12. the K. died in the 46. yeare of his age when he had 〈◊〉 13 yeares 6 〈◊〉 and left 4 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 after him K. The D. of Clarence Iohn D. of Bedford and 〈◊〉 D. of 〈◊〉 Henry 〈◊〉 began 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the 20 of March 〈◊〉 1412 The Courtes of Iustice 〈◊〉 tolerare labores Non 〈◊〉 Richard E. of Cambridge the second sonne to Edmond 〈◊〉 Duke of Yorke maried 〈◊〉 the 〈◊〉 of Roger 〈◊〉 Earle of March descended from Lionell D. of 〈◊〉 the third sonne to K Ed. 〈◊〉 by whose right ' Richard D. of Yorke sonne to this E. of Cambridge afterwards aymed the Crowne The E of Cābridge 〈◊〉 the 〈◊〉 of the King was with Hen. Scroope Lord Treasurer Sir Thomas Gray 〈◊〉 at South-hampton Ann. 3. Reg. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Richard Duke of Yorke sonne to the E. of Cambridge by Anne daughter to the Earle of March made his claime in 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of Hon. 6. 〈◊〉 5. 〈◊〉 9. yeares and 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 and died in the 36 yeare of 〈◊〉 Hen. 6. 〈◊〉 one yeere old when 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 was committed to the charge of the two good Dukes 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 his 〈◊〉 The 〈◊〉 Yorke made 〈◊〉 Fraunce 〈◊〉 the death of the D. of 〈◊〉 Edmond Duke of 〈◊〉 a great enemie of the Duke of Yorke This Ravner was Duke of 〈◊〉 onely inioyed the title of the K. of 〈◊〉 William dels 〈◊〉 E. of Suffolke after created D. of Suff. the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in this mariage which was 〈◊〉 An. Reg. 23. 〈◊〉 the King the Lady 〈◊〉 daughter to Rayner D. of 〈◊〉 to whom was deliuered vp the Duchy of Aniou the Conty of Maine 〈◊〉 the conclusion of this match The pride and hautinesse of this Queene Margaret gaue the first origi nall to the 〈◊〉 that so lowed by the death of Humsrey Duke of Gloster 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 quà m breuem 〈◊〉 esse qua magna sit The Virtues of Humsrey D. 〈◊〉 The D. of 〈◊〉 comming to this Parlement from his Castle of the Viez 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 by 〈◊〉 L. 〈◊〉 high 〈◊〉 the Dukes of Buckingham and Somerset with others 〈◊〉 he appointed certaine of the Kings 〈◊〉 to attend vpon him but he died 〈◊〉 he was brought to his an swere some say of sorrow others of a 〈◊〉 or an 〈◊〉 An. 〈◊〉 25. The D. of Suffalke was a principall instrument in this businisse 〈◊〉 Pole 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 of 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Reg. 26 and is 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 the next year after The Duchy of Normandy was lost in the 〈◊〉 1449. 〈◊〉 it had been held 30 〈◊〉 conquered by 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Ann. Reg. 27.