six Cardinals In diuilish auarice to get their goods Haue you not vvhich is most abhominable Commited incest vvith your onely daughter And made me sinne vvith her for company That both might raigne in hell for company Did you not take of Georgio Bucciardo One hundred thousand Ducats from the Turke To kill his brother Gemen Ottamon Haue you not kept the Pearle of Italie Astor Manfredi that young vertuous Prince In beastly lust and filthy Sodomie Blasting the blossome of his toward youth Haue you not now giuen order for the death Of my deere Sister whom your passions caus'd To kill her latter husband Di Viselli And robd the noble Earle of his new spowse Onely to cloake your vile impiety Ale Caesar the Diuill hath bin thy Schole-maister Caes. I passe your secret counsell with the diuill Your Auarice ambition perfidie Your bloudie plots inhumane crueltie Why then vpbrayd yee mee with Candies death A bastard of our house degenerate In whom no sparke or spiracle of honor Appear'd to raise the race of Borgia But had I beene Lieutenant of your forces This arme had conquer'd all Romania France before this had trembled Spaine had stoop'd The Romaine Emperor had faun'd vpon vs King Charles had beene restraind Frederick expulsd And Naples had beene made our heritage Alex. A triple ioy succeeds a single griefe I haue engag'd all to make Caesar great Caesar it suteth with thy grace and glory To cloake my vices I will pardon thine Let one of vs excuse an others crimes And for this bloudy fact so lately done As thou didst cunningly begin proceed To lay the guilt or imputation On them whose death may doe thee benefit And neuer was my soule better contented Then that our woes are with rich hopes preuented Caes. Now stands Romania subiect to my sword Imola furli Camerine and Vrbine Shall haue the first charge if I there succeed Haue forward farther with a better speed Caesar o nullo written in my guydon When with my troopes victoriously I ride on Alex. Holla Bernardo call in Caraffa with Bentiuoly Enter Barn Ay now now now my precious boy my Caesar Prosecute as thou hast begunne With Arte looke sullaine and demure Hold downe thy head like one swolne vp with sorrow Enter Caraffa with Bentiuoly They come they come say that those armes were put on In reuenge of Candies death The soueraigne medicine of things past cure Is for to beare with patience and forget Caesar hath vowde reuenge for Candies death And in regarde of Caesars piety I make him generall in his brothers place Coes. And neuer shall I sheath this sword in peace Till it haue wrought vpon the murtherer Caraf. Happy successe accompany my Lord And in your battles giue you victory Bent. Is order taken for his funerals Coes. Bentiuoli take you no thought for that That is the greatest care which troubles me Alex. Come on my Lords we will aduise within For I must haue your counsels in my griefe Exeunt omnes SCEN. 3. Enter Lucretia richly attired with a Vyol in her hand Luc. Kinde Lodowike hadst thou presented me With Persian clothes of gold or Tinsilry With rich Arabian Odors pretious stones Or what braue women hold in highest price Could not haue beene so gracious as this tincture Which I more valew then my richest iewels Oh Motticilla Enter Motticilla Bring me some mixtures and my dressing boxes This night I purpose priuately to sup With my Lord Cardinall of Capua Enter two Pages with a Table two looking glasses a box with Combes and instruments a rich bowle Bring me some blanching water in this bowle Exit Motti Shee looketh in her glasse Here I perceiue a little riueling Aboue my for-head but I wimple it Either with iewels or a lock of haire And yet it is as white as the pure snow O God when that sweet Marques Mantoua Did in Ferrara feast my Lord and mee What rich comparisons and similies He with ingenious fantasie deuis'd Doting vpon the whitenesse of my browes As that betwixt them stood the chaire of state Compos'd of Iuorie for the Paphian Queene Sitting in comfort after amourous conquest And kist my for-head twenty thousand times Oft haue I wisht the coulour of this haire More bright and not of such a Spanish dye And yet the Duke of Bourbon on his knees As the diuinest fauour of this world Did beg one lock to make a Bracelet For which few haires he garnished my head With Iewels worth six thousand crownes at least My beaming eyes yet full of Maiesty Dart loue and giue bright luster to the glasse As when the sunne beames touch a Diamond The Prince of Salerne solemnly did sweare These eies were quiuers which such shafts did beare That were so sharpe and had such fierie touch As Cupids Arrowes neuer had so much The Rosie Garden of these amourous cheekes My nose the gratious forte of conquering loue Breathing attractiue odors to those louers That languish and are vanquisht with desire Gonzaga calleth it the siluer pearch Where Venus turtles mutuall pleasure search Sweet mouth the Ruby port to Paradice Of my worlds pleasure from whence issue forth Many false brags bold sallies sweet supplies A chinne the matchles fabricke of faire nature A necke two brests vpon whose cherry niples So many sweet solcions Cupid suckt Giue me some blanching water in this boule Wash my face Motticilla with this cloth So t is well now will I try these collours Giue me that oyle of Talck Take saâ—snet Motticilla smooth my forehead She looketh in two glasses and beholdeth her body I must delay this colour is it carnation right Mot. Oh the true tincture of a damask rose Luc. What is it excellent Mot. Most full of life And madame that 's a pretious liniment As euer I beheld to smooth the browes Luc. I will correct these arches with this mullet Plucke not to hard beleeue me Motticilla You plucke to hard I feele a foule stincke in my nostrells Some stinke is vehement and hurts my braine My cheekes both burne and sting giue me my glasse Out out for shame I see the blood it selfe Dispersed and inflamed giue me some water Motticilla rubbeth her cheekes with a cloth Lucretia looketh in the glasse My braines intoxicate my face is scalded Hence with the glasse coole coole my face rancke poyson Is ministred to bring me to my death I feele the venime boyling in my veines Mâ—t. Ah me deere Lady what strang leoprosie The more I wash the more spreads on your face Luc. Send to my father call phisitions in Exit Moâ—â—i Oh Candie where art thou my comforter Dead and intomb'd Lucrece must follow thee I burne I burne oh where is my deere Lord My braines are seard vp with some fatall fire Enter a seruant and Phisition with Morticila Ser. Deere Lady cheere your selfe be not dismayd His Holines in hast hath sent releife His owne Phisition to recomfort you Luc. For our deere Ladies passion bring some water to coole my
THE DIVILS CHARTER A TRAGAEDIE Conteining the Life and Death of Pope ALEXANDER the sixt As it was plaide before the Kings Maiestie vpon Candlemasse night last by his Maiesties Seruants But more exactly reuewed corrected and augmented since by the author for the more pleasure and profit of the Reader AT LONDON Printed by G. E. for Iohn Wright and are to be sold at his shop in New-gate market neere Christ church gate 1607 TO THE HONORABLE AND HIS VERY DEARE FRIENDS SIR WILLIAM HERBERT AND SIR WILLIAM POPE KNIGHTS ASSOCIATES IN THE NOBLE ORDER OF THE BATHE BARNABE BARNES CONSECRATETH HIS LOVE The Tragaedie of Alexander the 6. PROLOGVS GRacious spectators doe not heere expect Visions of pleasure amorous discourse Our subiect is of bloud and Tragedie Murther foule Incest and Hypocrisie Behold the Strumpet of proud Babylon Her Cup with fornication foaming full Of Gods high wrath and vengeance for that euill Which was imposd vpon her by the Diuill Francis Guicchiardine SEnt from the Christall Palace of true Fame And bright Starre-Chamber of eternall soules Seuerd from Angels fellowship awhile To dwell with mortall bodies here on earth I Francis Guicciardine a Florentine Am by the powerfull and commanding Muse Which beareth domination in our soules Sent downe to let you see the Tragedie Of Roderigo Borgia lately Pope Calld the sixt Alexander with his sonne Proud Caesar to present vnto your eyes Their faithlesse fearelesse and ambitious liues And first by what vngodly meanes and Art Hee did attaine the Triple-Diadem This vision offerd to your eyes declares Hee with a siluer rod mooueth the ayre three times Enter At one doore betwixt two other Cardinals Roderigo in his purple habit close in conference with them one of which hee guideth to a Tent where a Table is furnished with diuers bagges of money which that Cardinall beareth away and to another Tent the other Cardinall where hee deliuereth him a great quantity of rich 〈◊〉 imbraces with ioyning of hands Exeunt Card. Maner 〈…〉 〈◊〉 â—ome from an other place a Moncke with a magical booke and 〈◊〉 in priuate whispering with Roderick whome the Monke draweth to a chaire on midst of the Stage which hee circleth and before it another Circle into which after semblance of reading with 〈◊〉 appeare exhalations of lightning and 〈◊〉 smoke in 〈◊〉 whereof a diuill in most vgly shape from which Roderigo turneth his face hee beeing coniured downe after more thunder and fire ascends another diuill like a Sargeant with a mace vnder his girdle Roderigo disliketh Hee discendeth after more thunder and fearefull fire ascend in robes pontificall with a triple Crowne on his head and Crosse keyes in his hand a diuill him ensuing in blacke robes like a pronotary a cornerd Cappe on his head a box of Lancets at his girdle a little peece of fine parchment in his hand who beeing brought vnto Alexander hee willingly receiueth him to whome hee deliuereth the wryting which seeming to reade presently the Pronotary strippeth vp Alexanders sleeue and letteth his arme bloud in a saucer and hauing taken a peece from the Pronotary subscribeth to the parchment deliuereth it the remainder of the bloud the other diuill seemeth to suppe vp and from him disroabed is put the rich Cap the Tunicle and the triple Crowne set vpon Alexanders head the Crosse-keyes deliuered into his hands and withall a magicall booke this donne with thunder and lightning the diuill discend Alexander aduanceth himselfe and departeth Guicchiardine Thus first with golden bribes he did corrupt The purple conclaue then by diuelish art Sathan transfigur'd like a Pronotarie To him makes offer of the triple Crowne For certaine yeares agreed betwixt them two The life of action shall expresse the rest ACTVS 1. SCAEN 1. Enter marching after drummes trumpets at two seuerall places King Charles of France Gilbert Mompanseir Cardinall of Saint Peter ad Vincula soldiers encountring them Lodowik Sforza Charles Balbiano the King of France and Lodowike embrace Char. Renouned Lodowik our warlike Couzen Auspiciously encountred on the skirtes Of Piedmont we greete you ioyfully Loâ—o. Thrise and foreuer most renowned Charles A faithfull tongue from an vnfained heart As a iust herrold full of truth and honor On the behalfe of forlorne Italie Needing and crauing at your Princely hands The patronage and true protection Of such a Potent and victorious King Humbly salutes your royall Maiesty The shippe of which some-time well guided state Is through tempestious times malignity By worthlesse Pilots foolish Gouerners Mutually factious like to sinck through Schisme Into the bottome of the blacke abisme Through th' imposition of necessity Do not oh do not then most Christian Charles Do not forsake hir holding vp hir hands For succor to your royall Clemency Hir sayles are rent mastes spent and rudder brooke And vnder water such wide open leakes As vnder water soone will make her sinke Hauing beene bilg'd vpon so many shelues So torne so rotten and so long vnrig'd And playing with the waues to and againe As one not gouerned with helpe of heâ—â—e One then whome nature in his vowes to God Hath tied to tender her forlone estate With eyes fore-seeing and compassionate Retenders her to your high Maiestie A Christian Prince so wise so valiant Vndoubted heire vnto the Crowne of Naples By lawfull right of that greate house of Aniou Of which your grace is well knowne lawfull heire By th' issues of that Charles the first that first Of the bloud royall of the Crowne of France Obtain'd that Kingdome ages manie past These reasons weare with Lodowik Sforza mou'd To moue your Maiesty with martiall force To passe these mountaines to possesse your owne March then most Christian and renowned Prince Aduance thy lilly standard potent King And since all skandalls are remou'd and cleer'd Strike vp your cheerfull drummes and march along In Gods name with good auspices of Saint Denys I know you doubt not mine integrity Can more grosse error rest in pollicy Then first to raise a turbulent sharpe storme And vnaduisedly to leaue defence To doubtfull chance and possibilities To broach strong poyson is too dangerous And not be certeine of the present vertue Which is contained in his Antidot Wilde fire permitted without limmit burnes Euen to consume them that first kindled it I did aduise you I inducted you And Lodowike which brought you on with honor Will bring you of with triumph and renowne Char. Embrace me Couzen Sforza by the soules Of my forefathers I reioyce as much In thy deare friendship and wise industrie As in the more parte of my patrimonie Courage togither let vs share all one In life in death in purchase or in none Enter a Messenger with letters to Charles 〈…〉 are fornmate for Daubigny 〈…〉 how that the Coloneses Although Alfonso did accord with them Declared haue them-selues for France and vs Without dissembling or hypocrisie Lodo. Why this was it I did expect great Charles Our armies and our friends haue beene long sowne The
stoppeth his mouth pulleth out his dagger and offereth to gagge him Lu. Peace wretched villaine then reciue this quickly Or by the liuing powers of heauen I le kill thee She â—aggeâ—â— him and taketh a paper out of her boosome Take pen and incke t is not to make thy will For if then wilt subscribe I will not kill T is but to cleere those scandalls of my shame With which thy iealousie did me defame Gismonde subscribeth So now that part is playd what followes now Thou Ribbauld Cuckcold Rascall Libeller Pernicious Lecher voide of all performance Periurious Coxcombe foole now for those wrongs Which no great spirit could well tollerate Come I with mortall vengeance on thy soule Take this for sclandring of his Holinesse My blessed father and my brother Caesar She stabbeth With incest this take for my brother Candy And this for Noble Sphorza whom thou wrongest And since the time is shorte I will be shorte For locking vp of me calling me whore Setting espialls tending at my taile Take this and this this to make amends three stabs togither And put thee from thy paines She vnbindeth him layeth him on the grownd putteth the dagger in his hand a paper on his knee taking certaine papers out of his pocket putteth in others in their steede conuaieth away the chaire Now will my father Alexander say That I did take the best and safest way And Caesar will approue it with his heart That Lucrece hath perform'd a cunning parte If others aske who Gismonde kild or why It was himselfe repenting iealousie Exit Lucretia Barbarossa knocketh at a dore Bar. Holla within there Why fellowes Sâ—ruinâ—man Heere my Lord Bar. What is my Lord Viselli stirring yet My Lord the Pope expects him and the ambassadors Of Naples craue his company Enter Bar. and Seruingman Ser. My Lord I haue not seene him yet this morning Bar. Is not your Lady Lucrec stirring yet Ser. No my good Lord I thinke shee be not yet come from her chamber her custome is not to be seene so soone Bar. T is well t is wel let her take case in gods name But make hast call vp my Lord thy maister honest fellow Ser. With patience of your Lordship I will speake For three daies space I did finde in my Lord Passionate motions and strange melancholie 'T may be his solitude hath drawne him forth I will first looke the garden and the galleries Bar. Do my good friend I will expect thee in this parler here As Barbarossa goes on hee findeth Viselli murthered vpon the ground and starteth Fellow come backe come back fellow come back Your Lord 〈◊〉 murthred here call vp your Lady Call in your fellow seruants Dâ—h anta Croce 〈…〉 grasped in his fatall hand 〈…〉 some violence wrought on himselfe 〈…〉 much violate her selfe 〈…〉 wrought by bloudy Borgiaes race 〈…〉 the 〈◊〉 hypochrisie Iusâ—â—â—e 〈…〉 â—â—me and inâ—eruâ—able Reâ—â—aleâ—â—t oh 〈◊〉 it in thy mercy Enter Lucrecia with Monticilla Luc. Where 〈◊〉 my Lord my deare Lord Bâ—r. Fairy Lady Approch not neere this ruthfull spectacle Approach not neere this spectacle of bloud This ruthfull spectacle of bloud and death Lease suddaine horror of these bleeding wounds Wound thy distracted spirits to pale death Lâ—c. What honor or what mortall spectacle Vpon such suddaine hath astonished me Oh my deere Lord Viselli speake to me Oh most disastrous accident and houre Ay me most wretched and vnfortunate My deerest 〈◊〉 the treasure of my life The sweetest paradice of my best hopes Is murthred out the murtherers Leaue not vnseartcht a corner nor a Crany Locke vp the dores there least that homicide Escape vs in this passion Bâ—r. Haue patience Lady Heauens will reueale the murther doubt it not Luâ—. Ah Noble Barbarossa much I feare Now with these eyes I see the murtherer Staind with the guilt of nature oh my Lord You little know that these worke womans hands Twise rescued haue the violence of his From killing of himselfe before this time Oh fie vpon the diuill and melancholy Which leaue me desolate a forelorne widdow Mot. Madam these papers will bewray some matter Luc. Oh might I finde an other murtherer Bar. These do containe some matter read them Lady Luc. My heart swolne vp with sorrow lends no light Vnto mine eyes nor force vnto my tongue To see one letter or to reade one word I pray you reade it good Lord Barbarossa Barbarossa readeth I Gismond de Viselli through desperate griefe conceiued in iealousie which I bare against my Lady Lucrecia hauing found out by much triall and examination her faithfulnesse and innocency make this my protestation as the last piacular oblation to her for those wrongs that with mine own vnfortunate hands I haue ended my life desiring her and all others to forgiue me and pray for me subscribed with mine owne hand and sealed with my seale Gismond de Viselli Il velâ—uâ— d'amore A me trafâ—se il cuoro Mot. Oh Lord of heauens haue pardon on his soule Luc. This is his hand and seale speake now my Lord Did not I soone disclose the murtherer Told I not that the murtherer was present Ah neuer neuer shall I liue to see she soundeth Bar. Comfort you selfe deere Lady God will send succor Your husband hath paied deerely for these wrongs Luc. Giue me my Lord againe death shall not haue him Come my deere Gismond come againe my ioye Delay me not least I preuent thy loue I cannot brooke delay 's Lucrece shall follow Lucrece offereth to stab her selfe Barbarossa preuenteth her Bar. Tempt not Gods iustice Lady fall to praier Helpe in the take your Lord out of her sight Luc. Oh my deare friends that see my miseries I you beseech in dearest tendernesse Bring in the body of my dearest Lord That I before my death may with these eyes Behold him honor'd in his obsequies Bar. And I wil beare these papers to his Holines Whose sorrow wil exceed for Gismonds death Exeunt Enter Guicchiardin Cho. Thus foule suspition feare and jealousie Of shame dishonor and his wiues hot lust Hath seaz'd vpon Visell whose reuenge Was to restraine Lucrece from Company But swelling pride and lust both limitles Answer'd his louing feare and shame with death Attend the sequell Now successiuely After such warlike preparations So many firme hopes found in Italy King Charles with fifteene hundred men at armes Three thousand Archers with six thousand Swisse French men and Gascons twise as many more With martiall measures ouer Piemont Treads a long march after his drums and fife With Milans force and now his trumpets hard Vnto the gates of Rome giue fresh allarms Vnto the Pope who stirreth vp in armes ACT. 2. SCAE. 1. Enter Alexander with a Lintstock in his hand with him Caesar Borgia Caraffa Bernardo Piccolomini the Castilian Gassper de fois Mr. of the ordinance Alex. Castillian take fiue hundred harguebusse Two hundred Arbalastes and fortifie Vpon the tower of Saint Sebastian Affronting that port where prowd Charles
should enter Call'd Santa Maria di Popolo Pic. Our souldiers ready be with match in cocke T' attend this seruice and our scurriers Are now return'd hauing discryd King Charles His ensigns and his Cornets proudly mand With plumed regiments and troopes of horse Marching in glory to the gates of Rome Exit Piccolo Alex. Brauely bring on your companies bold hearts Gaspar de Fois are those two Basiliskes Already mounted on their carriages Gasp. They bee Alex. We make you maister of our Ordinance He deliuereth his Linstock And on the Turret of Saint Adrian Plant six more Cannon and foure Culuerings Foure Lizards and eight Sacres with all speed Take Gunners with you to the Cittadell Powder and shot with Ladles for their charge See none be wanting set them to their taske Haue a good care your Pyoners worke hard To further your fortifications Exit Gasper Caes. Pleaseth your Holinesse to giue me leaue It fitteth well with our owne purposes To giue Charles entrance and without restraint Least he by rigor should vsurpe that leaue Which to resist were vaine and dangerous Beleeue me Father we must temporize Caraff. Besides you see how the Calabrian Duke Out of the Port of Saint Sabastian Not one houre past hath issued and left Rome Now though you do suspect conceale all doubts For you shall finde this sure and commonly Dangers accompany suspition Alex. We will embrace that course but with your leaue In Castle Angelo Capitulate Standing as best befits vs on our guarde Enter Piccolomini Gasper de Fois with small shot Ensigne Drummes and Trumpets Piccol. T is time your Holinesse tooke to your guard For Potent Charles like one that conquereth Arm'd at all peeces in his plumed caske And with a Launce resting vpon his thigh Already with his forces hath possest The suberbs and is now come to the gates Ale We are resolued Gasper de fois take heed On paine of death no souldier be so bould As to dischardge one peece or arbalast Before th' alarme being giuen from them Wee with a culuering from Castle Angelo Proclame hostility troope on a pace Take we what fortune peace or warre affords The worst of resolution is with swords Exeunt with drums and trumpets Enter with drums and trumpets King Charles Cardinall Saint Peter ad vincula and Ascanio Lodwick Sforza Mompansier ensignes souldiers Charles Thus far with much applause in ioyfull martch With good successe and hopefull augurie We marched haue within the walls of Rome Not litle wondering that his Holines Doth giue such slender welcome to our troups Lod. Your maiesty may well perceaue how feare And iealeous iudgement of a wounded conscience Workes hard in Alexander Asc. And how foxe-like Houlding newtrality the surest gard He coopes himselfe in Castle Angelo Mon. Pleaseth your maistie to giue a summons Vnto the Castle for some parliance Vpon such articles as were set downe Char. Come we wil touch him summon forth a parle sound drum answer a trumpet Enter Piccolomini vpon the walls What office beare you marching on those walls We made no summons to confer with you Pic. Most Christian prince pleaseth your mightines I am Castillian of Saint Angelo Vnder his Holines Char. To bid defiance to our forces Pic. Noe most gracious Lord But to salute you from his Holines Mon. What is he sicke Pic. Not very well dispos'd S. Pe ad vin Nor euer was nor will be well dispos'd Cha, An other summons for his Holines Exit Piccol Sound drums answere trumpet Alexander vpon the walls in his pontificalls betwixt Caesar Borgia and Caraffa Cardinalls before him the Duke of Candie bearing a sword after them Piccolomini Gasperdefois Ale Most Christian Charles here I salute your grace Bidding you peaceably welcome to Rome If you bring peace along with you to Rome Char. In filiall Loue I thanke your Holines We litle thought it our most holy father That our alegeance to the Church of Rome Which we with all our predecessors tendred Should haue enforc'd you to take sanctuary Alex. Sonne Charles know then we tooke not to this place In feare as to some refuge or asyle But for asmuch as news were brought in post That you with all your forces did approch Arm'd and in hostile manner to this Citty The Conclaue thought it fit tendring the safty Of holy Church and sacred priuiledge To know your meaning first and then with pomp To make your welcome in Saint Peters pallace In the best fashion with due ceremonies Char. Know then most holy father what we would Hauing in tedious marcht from France thus far Past with our forces God stil guiding vs As we be deepely bound by lawes of nature And reason to worke surely for our right We left noe busie doubts nor obstacles Which might preuent vs in our iust imprease Hence was it that we did Capitulate So strictly with the crafty Florentines Whome we well knew fauour'd Alphonsoes part And this made Venice ioyne in league with vs Yet hauing notice that your Holines Both with Alphonso that vsurpes my Crowne And his sonne Ferdinand drue deeper in Vpon considerations of more weight We thought it good to take France in our way Lod. And there to craue some certaine Cautions Of your indifferency to his iust title Had in the Crowne of Naples therefore first We do require if you these parties tender As your late letters did importe yeeld vp In Caution of your good intent to France This Castle which you now retaine against vs Can. Why Lodowick the wethercocke is turnd The winde stands faire but how long will that hold So may we put in hazard our whole Church The deere estate of Christes flock militant And bring confusion vnto Christendome Alex. So may you seaze vpon the Churches rights If that we should referre all to your trust Can. This is Saint Peters bul-warke for my parte Here I will die ere I surrender it Cha. Now find I true which cōmon bruite proclameth Of your bad meanings and hypochrisie But I referre your conscience to that Iudge Whom if my conscience harber any thought To wrong the Church of God in any thing I call in iustice to reuenge on me Cae. Renowned Charles suppose we should surrender How may we be secured that you will Restore it after your imprease at Naples Char. The faith and honour of a Christian King Ale Your faith honor stay most Christian Charles Men will not yeeld vp Castels vpon wordes Vnles their states and liues grow desperate Mount Why make we longer parlee with this Pope Whose false-hood is so much that neither oth Nor honesty can purchase place with him Lodo. Who neuer yet in cause of consequence Hath kept his promise Char. Tell vs will yee graunt Alex. What should we graunt most Christian King of France And tell me truly were it your owne case Whether you would on such slight promises Accord to such vneuen conditions Char. We did not thinke our royall promises Had beene so slightly censur'd in