your hands And all with vs sweare vengeance on the Duke Phil. Not for the world who prosecutes his hare On Burbon iniures me I am his foe And none but I will worke his ouerthrow Lew. What meanes our sonne Phil. To hunt him for reuenge The darkest angle of this vniuerse Shall not contayne him through the bounded world I le prosecute his flight with ceaslesse steps And when long trauell makes them dull or faynt Bayting them fresh with Bellamiraes wrongs Like Eagles they shall cut the flaxen ayre And in an instant bring me where he is Lew. Where goes our sonne Phil. To hell so that in that kingdome Fate would assertayne me to meet with Burbon Where euer I confront him this shall kill him Nau. Thou shalt haue ayd to compasse thy reuenge Phil. No ayd but this strong arme Farewell farewell Since Bellamira hath for sooke her friend I seeke destruction Burbon and mine ende Exit Lew. Stay him this fury will betray thy life Nau. Poore king made wretched by thy daughters losse Lew. Poore king made wretched by thy desperat sonne Enter Messenger Mess. Spēd not your woes too fast but saue some teares To dew the obsequies of your dead sonne Nau. What Ferdinand Mess. Hee 's slaine by Pembrokes hands And Pembroke left breathles by Ferdinand Their quarrell is vncertain and their bodies By some vnciuill hands contrayed away And no inquiry can discouer them Nau. Our sonne slaine Bellamira poysoned Nauarre teare off these hayres and raging die Enter Rodoricke Lew. More Tragedies at hand what newes brings Rodoricke Rod. Such as will make the hearers sencelesse truncks Why do thy our highnes in your foe-mens tents Reuell away the time and yeld your person To the knowne malice of your enemies Whilst in your owne tents rapine and foule lust Graspes your fayre daughter to dishonour her Lew. Our daughter Rod. She is slily stolne from thence Yet none knowes whither saue one Sentinell Who doth report he heard a wretched Lady Exclaime false Ferdinand would rauish her Lew. That was my child dishonor'd by thy sonne Nau. You wrong him Fraunce Lew. Thou hast betrayed vs king And traynd vs to a loathed festiuall The mariage of thy staynd and leprous child Whilst in our absence Ferdinand vniust Hath staind our daughters beautie with vild lust Flaun. If you remember he English Pembroke Last day forsooke your Campe as discontent Lew. That proou'd their loues were faynd and of set malice He came to view our Campe how he might act That deed of obloquy and scape with lyfe Nau. T is Fraunce hath done the wrong you haue cōmenst This deed of death on Pembrook our son And now to couer it suggest and fayne Our guiltlesse sonne a guilty rauisher But render me their bodies Lew. Where 's our Child Nau. Seeke her Lew. Seeke Ferdinand Nau. Fraunce Lew. Petty king For this our wrong looke to be vnderling Nau. What Drum is this Lew. Are we intrapt Nauar Rod. Feare not on yonder hill whose lofty head Orelookes the vnder-valleyes Royall Burbon Attended by ten thousand Souldiers Craues peace and faire accord with mighty Fraunce Nau. Burbon that was the ruyne of my Child Summon our forces straight and charge the slaue Fran. In Burbons rescue draw our forces vp Nau. What meanes the king of Fraunce Rod. To ioyne with him Nau. What with a Traytor and a murtherer Lew. He did a deed of merit and of fame Poysoned the Sister of a rauisher A Tarquin an incestuous Tereus And our poore Child the wronged Philomell Arayne our Battailes straight and ioyne with Burbon Nau. Heare what wee 'le vrge Lew. Speake then in warre and death In other termes out rage will spend no breath Nau. And we will speake so lowd that heauen it selfe Shall eccho with the clangor both our children Wee le race from our remembrance and aduaunce No other thought but how to plague proud Fraunce Conioyne with Burbon e're three Sunnes shall set In the vast Kingdome of Oreanus In a pitcht field wee le meet the King of Fraunce And that false Traytor Duke Lew. Nauar thou dar'st not Nau. Now by Saynt Denis and our Grandsires tombe Wee le meet thee Lew. Welcome O bring valiant men Wee l think on nought but graues tōbs til then Exeunt Rod. Ha ha I laugh to see these Kings at iarre Now ciuill discord like a raging floud Swelling aboue her banks shall drowne this land Whilst Rodorick on her ruines builds his hopes The King of Fraunce through my suggestion Thinks Katharine his daughter rauished Who onely wingd with loue is fled the Campe Pembrooke and Ferdinand in mutuall strife Slayne by eche other doth confirme my words And for reuēge whets keene the two Kings swords Exit Enter Pembrooke armde and the Forrester Pem. I thāk thee Forrester whose rough grown walks Wild in aspect afford more courtesy Then places smoother for ciuility My life redeemd by thy industrious hand Remaynes in loue and duty bound to thee For. Fayre Knight preuention of sad death by health More ioyes my soule then thanks or rich reward But is your armour easy sits it well Pem. I neuer in my life was better fitted This should be that vnlucky fatall place Where causlesse hate drew bloud from Ferdinand Behold the grasse a purple register Still blusheth in remembrance of our fight Why wither not these trees those her be and plants And euery neighbour branch droup out their grief Poore soules they do and haue wept out their sap Yet I haue paid no duety to my friend Where is the Tombe I wild you to erect Forr. See valiant knight proportiond and set vp As well as my poore skill would suffer mee And here his picture hangs Pemb. You haue done well Your hand I see 's a perfect Architect In sorrowes building once more let suffice I quite your painfull trauell but with thanks Now leaue me to my selfe for here I vow To spend the remnant of my haples dayes No knight nor Prince shall euer passe this way Before his tongue acknowledge Ferdinand The faythfullest louer and the louingst friend The world contaynes I le haue his Sepulcher As yet but naked and vngarnished E're many dayes hang richer with the spoyles And vanquisht Tropheyes of proud passengers Then was the Romanes wealthy Capitoll So gentle Forrester bequeath thy prayers In my assistance that is all I craue Forr. The God of power giue power vnto your arme That you may proue victorious fortunate Pem. Farewel kind Host now let me embrace This empty Monument of my lost friend Oh! wer 't so happy to enshrine his bones How blest should Pembrooke be but they are torne By the fierce sauadge Wolfe whose filthy mawe Is made an vnfit graue to bury him But if without offence I may desire it I wish his soule from Paradise may see How well his name is kept in memorie These eyes that saw him bleed haue wept for him This heart deuisde his harme hath sigh'd for him
hennes at Shrouetyde no will you not doe you Tan-fat zounds then haue at you They fight Bowyer hath the wench rescued by France recouered by Nauar Philip meetes Rodorick rescued by Peter retreat is sounded the enemies begin to retire Rodorick chas'd by Philip Enter at seuerall doores after retreate sounded Pembrooke and Ferdinand Fer. Are the Kings seuerd will they bow to peace Pem. Peace is a welcome ghest vnto their hearts But Rodoricke like a greedy enuious churle Fearing to spend his wealth still keeps them backe T is he exasperates the Princes hate And when our Trumpets call them to retyre He with warres clangor sets them on agayne Vnlesse he be remoou'd our labour 's lost Fer. It shall not for I le seeke him through the Host And with this sword pare off the Traytors head Pem. Doe and I le scowre these ranks if Pembroks eye Encounters his he meets his Tragedy Alarum Enter Philip pursuing Rodoricke Phil. Stay warlike friends and ayd me in reuenge Fer. That is Rodoricke Pem. Heere 's the Traytor strike him downe Phil. Who lifts his arme at him strikes at my brest Rod. Why haue you thus ring'd me about with swords Phil. To shew thee thou must dye Rod. What haue I done That thus you labour my destruction Pem. Thou wer 't a party in all Burbons wrongs Fer. Falsely term'd Ferdinand a Rauisher Pem. Set discord 'twixt these Kings Phil. Practised my death Pem. Villayne for this our swords shall stop thy breath Fer. Stand not to argue let 's all runne at him Phil. Now as you loue my loue or prize mine honour Touch not the Traytor he is Philips foe And none but I must worke his ouerthrow Thrice in the battell he was rescued from me But now hee 's falne into the Lyons paw From whence the whole world cannot ransome him Preseruers of my life heroick friends Be you my safety keepe the Souldyers off Whilst in the midst by fayre and equall fight I send this Traytor to eternall night Ferd. By heauen agreed Pem. Heere Pembrooke takes his stand Come Fraunce and all the world I will not start Til Philips knightly sword pearce Rodoricks hart Rod. Accurst I am betrayd incompast round Now lyfe and hope and state must kisse the ground Phil. Rodorick thou seest all wayes are stopt to flie Be desperat then fight brauely and so die Alarum they fight enter to Pembrooke Nauar Bowyer Souldiers to Ferdinand Fraunce Flaunders Souldiers they fight and keepe them backe Rodoricke would scape still kept in the midst and kild by Philip Phil. Now are his trecheries repaid with death Philip and Pembrooke sound your retreats With better hope in him all hatred endes The kings will now loue peace soone be friends Exeunt Enter Peter wounded Bowier following Bow Zounds neuer runne for the matter a scratcht face can not serue your turne we must haue bloudy noses stād on your gard I do not make haggasse puddings of your guttes I le neuer dominier in the long Alleyes agayne Peter Cymnell I le cracke you for this I le teach you to deale with Peter de Lions and that without prolixitie Bow Do haue at you in earnest S. George you rogue Alarum fight Bowyer kills him Bow So there 's for your prolixities there 's for Thomasin the Thornbackly slaue and he were made of any thing but gristles I am a pumpian 'Shart he had no mettle in him yet how the villayne crak't and dominierd when he was liuing ah sirra neuer gryn for the matter t is Captayne Bowyer that speaks it When thou meetst the great Deuill commend me to him and say I sent him thee for a new yeres gift and there 's one Sarlaboys to as arrant a bloud-sucker and as notable a coward as euer drew weapon in a bawdy house hee carryes my marke about him if Dicke Bowyer be not writ a bountifull benefactor in hell for my good deeds in sending thither such Canibals I am a Rabbit-sucker yet I scorne to vaunt of my deeds too They sound a retreat farewell Peter and learne hereafter what it is to be riuall to an English gentleman Caualiero Bowyer one of the nyne worthyes Exit A retreyt Enter at one dore Fraunce Flaunders and Souldiers at the other dore Nauar Bowyer and Souldiers Lew. Nauar why haue you sounded a retreyt Will your proud heart decline and call vs Lord Nau. We thought by the faynt lāguage of your drums Fraunce would haue knowne his errour and beg'd peace Lew. Fraunce beg a peace Nau. Nauar call you his Lord Flan. Why did you cease the fight and sound retreat Bow Not we by this beard not we by the life of Pharo Nau. Your Trumpets guided by your faynting breath Dehorted vs from war and sounded peace Lew. Nauar derides vs Nau. Fraunce t is you that doo 't Lew. Sound war and brauely let vs once more too 't Enter in the middest Pembrooke Ferdinand and Philip Pem. Kings of Nauar and Fraunce why doe you thus With ciuill butchery wound this blessed land Which like a mother from her melting eyes Sheds crymson teares to see you enemyes Lewes of Fraunce wherein hath great Nauar Dangerd your state that you should prosecute War with her largest ruine how hath Fraunce Sowed such inueterate hate within your brest That to confound him you will vndergoe The orphants curse the widdowes teares cries Whose husbands in these warres haue lost their liues E're you contend discourse your grieuances Lew. False Ferdinand his sonne rauisht our child Fer. Now by my Knighthood honor and this gage Fraunce I le approue you wrong that Ferdinand Phil. Who can accuse him Lew. That did Rodorick Pem. That Traytor for a deed so false so foule Hath answered it by this euen with his soule Nau. Our sonne and valours bloome th' English Pembrooke By Lewes trechery were butchered Phil. Were the whole world ioynd in so false a thing Alone I de combat all and cleere the King Pem. Fraunce neuer had dessigne in their two deaths Nau. He leagu'd with Burbon that destroyd my child Lew. He poysoned her deseruedly Phil. That deed of shame Cut off his life and rac'd out Burbons name Lew. His death shal be thy death for thy hand slue him Nau. This other in the battell twice to day Made vs retire Fraunce shall we ioyne in league Till we haue veng'd our malice on these knights Lew. Nauar agreed Souldiers this kyld your Lords Nau. And this our fame let 's mangle them with swords Pem. Take truce a while with rage heare what wee 'le vrge This knight flew Burbon this inforst you fly Therfore you hate them and for hate they die Since then true vertue is disfigured Desert trod downe and their heroick worth In iustice doomd on Traytors merits Death Behold these two which thousands could not daunt But your vngratitude on bended knee Yeeld vp their swoords to bide your tyranny 'T was he kild Burbon if you loue him dead Shew it by
paring off this valiant head Do you the like to this reuenge apace They feare not threats and scorne to beg for grace Lew. And they shall find none Nau. Knights tryumph in death We are your headsmen Kings shall stop your breath They take off their Helmets Lew. Philip my sonne Nau. Young Ferdinand my ioy Pem. Call them not sonnes whom you would fayne destroy Nau. Hold not our age too long in deepe suspect Art thou Ferdinand Lew. And thou Philip Fer. We are the friendly sonnes of aduerse parents Your long lost children though supposed slayne We liue and come to ioy your age agayne Nau. Welcome all earthly blisse Lew. Welcome deare child Thy presence halfe our sorrow hath exil'd Pem. How soon this Scene is chāg'd those that euē now Were sworne warres seruants now to peace do bow Then Pembrooke striue to make their ioyes more full See kingly father to that princely sonne Pembrooke the hated murderer of his friend Pembroke that did deuide thee from his sight And cut so many passages of death In his indeared bosome humbly thus Forgets his honour and from your hye hand Inuokes reuenge for wounding Ferdinand Fer. Still he surmounts me in an honour'd loue Rise friend or if thou striu'st to haue the world In me as in a glasse see a false friend Behold I kneele and here proclayme to all My friendship 's broke but thine substantiall Na. Model of vertue honord Pembroks Earle Rise in as deare regard as Ferdinand Oh had I Bellamira once in hold Age would turne youth I should ne're be old Lew. Had I my Katharina once agayne Our ioy were then stretcht to the highest strayne But she was rauisht and then murthered Phil. Beare not that hard opinion Rodoricks toung Slaundred that Prince and did his vertue wrong Pem. Lewis of Fraunce heare what an English Earle Speaks in the front and view of all thy Host If euer Ferdinand staynd Katharines honour I was a party yet in all your Campe Who dares step forth and call me rauisher No Fraunce know Pembroke is an Englishman Highly deriu'd yet higher in my thoughts And for to register mine acts in brasse Which all-deuouring time shall ne're race out Haue I through all the Courts of Christendome In knightly tryall prou'd my vertue sound Raisd Englands fame aloft and shall I now In her next continent her neighbour Realme Fraunce on whose bosome I may stand and see That blessed soyle that bred and fostred me Soyle all my late got honour to consent Vnto a royall Princes rauishment I de sooner from a mountayne cast my selfe Or from a hungry Lyon teare his pray Then dare to act a deed so infamous Enter Katharina But words are ayre Lewis behold this face This proues our honour cleere from all disgrace Lew. My Katharine Phil. My deare sister Fer. My fayre Loue Pem. See Princes loues effect she flies your hand To liue imbrac't with her deare Ferdinand Lew. And heauen forbid that we should sunder them Nauar reach me thy hand grym war is fled And peace shall end the same in a nuptiall bed Sonne Philip ratify your sisters choyce Phil. Euen with my soule for euer liue you blest Oh Bellamira had not cursed Burbon For beauty robd thy cheeks with Leprosie Hadst thou but stayd with me as is their state So had bin mine happy and fortunate Enter Clowne attyred like a Gentleman Bellamira following with a Scarfe on her face Clow. By your leaue sweet blouds may a Gentleman or so deceyue two or three ounces of words in this assembly Lew. You may Clow. Is there not a young Kings sonne amongst you who treading the steps of his father is called Philip Phil. I am the man thou seekst Clow. Then the old saying is verified He that seeks shall find Heere is a poore kinswoman of mine would desire some priuate conference with you or so Phil. With me whom see I Bellamira Nau. Daughter Phil. Do not deride my woes speake speake I pray Pem. Looke not so strange it is thy louely Loue Thus manag'd to approue thy constancy Embrace her then and now Nauar and Fraunce Here end your strife and let all hatred fall And turne this warre to Hymens festiuall Nau. This Pembrooks counsell we subscribe vnto Lew. The like doth France Louers imbrace your Loues And Captaines ioyne your Bands mix power with power And let those swords which late were drawne for death Sleepe in their sheathes You worthy Pembrooke And all your followers shall receyue our fauours In plenteous largesse so set on to Court Sound Drums and Trumpets deafe the ayre with cryes And fill eche subiects heart with ioyes increase T' applaud our childrens loue and this dayes peace FINIS