sir God help me Humphrey How camâ—st thou lame Poore man With falling off on a plum-tree Humphrey Wart thou blind and would clime plum-trees Poore man Neuer but once sir in all my life My wife did long for plums Humphrey But tell me wart thou borne blind Poore man Yea truly sir Woman Yea indeed sir he was borne blind Humphrey What art thou his mother Woman His wife sir Humphrey Hadst thou beene his mother Thou couldst haue better told Why let me see I thinke thou canst not see yet Poore man Yes truly master as cleere as day Humphrey Saist thou so what colour 's his cloake Poore man Why red maister as red as bloud Humphrey And his cloake Poore man Why that 's greene Humphrey And what colour 's his hose Poore man Yellow maister yellow as gold Humphrey And what colours my gowne Poore man Blacke sir as blacke as ieat King Then belike he knowes what colour ieat is on Suffolke And I think ieat did he neuer see Humph. But cloakes and gownes ere this day many a one But tell me sirra what 's my name Poore man Alas master I know not Humphrey What 's his name Poore man I know not Humphrey Nor his poore No truly sir Hum. Nor his name poore No indeed master Hum. What 's thine owne name poore Sander and it please you maister Hum. Then Sander sit there the lyingest knaue in Christendome If thou hadst been borne blind thou mightst aswell haue knowne all our names as thus to name the seuerall colours we do weare Sight may distinguish of colours but sodainly to nominate them all it is impossible My lords same Albons here hath done a miracle and would you not thinke his cunning to be great that could restore this cripple to his legs againe poore man Oh maister I would you could Humphrey My maisters of Saint Albons Haue you not Beadles in your Towne And things called whips Mayor Yes my lord if it please your grace Hum. Then send for one presently Mayor Sirra go fetch the Beadle hither straight exit one Hum. Now fetch me a stoole hither by and by Now sirra if you meane to saue your selfe from whipping Leape me ouer this stoole and runne away Enter Beadle poore Alas master I am not able to stand alone You go about to torture me in vaine Hum. Well sir we must haue you find your legs Sirra Beadle whip him til he leape ouer that same stoole Beadle I will my Lord come on sirra off with your doublet quickly poore Alas master what shall I do I am not able to stand After the beadle hath hit him one girke he leapes ouer the stoole and runs away and they run after him crying a miracle a miracle Hum. A miracle a miracle let him be taken againe and whipt through euery market Towne till he comes at Barwicke where he was borne Maior It shal be done my Lord. exit Mayor Suff. My lord Protector hath done wonders to day He hath made the blind to see and the halt to go Hum. Yea but you did greater wonders when you made whole Dukedomes flie in a day Witnesse France King Haue done I say and let me heare no more of that Enter the Duke of Buckingham What newes brings Duke Humphrey of Buckingham Buck Ill newes for some my lord and this it is That prowd dame Elnor our Protectors wife Hath plotted Treasons gainst the King and Peeres By witchcrafts sorceries and coniurings Who by such meanes did raise a spirit vp To tell her what hap should betide the state But ere they had finisht their diuellish drift By Yorke and my selfe they were all surprizde And here 's the answer the diuell did make to them King First of the King what shall become of him Reads The Duke yet liues that Henry shall depose Yet him out liue and die a violent death Gods wil be done in all What fate awaits the Duke of Suffolke By water shall he die and take his end Suff. By water must the duke of Suffolke diet It must be so or els the diuell doth lie King Let Somerset shun castles For safer shall he be vpon the sandy plaines Then where castles mounted stand Car. Here 's good stuffe how now my lord protector This newes I thinke hath turnde your weapons point I am in doubt you le scarcely keepe your promise Humph. Forbeare ambitious prelate to vrge my griefe And pardon me my gracious soueraigne For here I sweare vnto your maiesty That I am guiltlesle of these hainous crimes Which my ambitious wife hath falsly done And for she would betray her soueraigne lord There renounce her from my bed and boord And leaue her open for the law to iudge Vnlesse she cleere her selfe of this foule deed King Come my lords this night wee le lodge in S. Albons And to morrow we will ride to London And trie the vtmost of these treasons forth Come vnkle Gloster along with vs My mind doth tell me thou art innocent exeunt omnes Enter the Duke of Yorke and the Earles of Salsbury and Warwicke Yorke My lords our simple supper ended thus Let me reueale vnto your honors here The right and title of the house of Yorke To Englands Crowne by lineall descent War Then Yorke begin and if thy claime be good The Neuills are thy subiects to commaund Yorke Then thus my lords Edward the third had seuen sonnes The first was Edward the blacke Prince Prince of Wales The second was Edmund of Langley Duke of Yorke The third was Lyonell Duke of Clarence The fourth was Iohn of Gaunt The Duke of Lancaster The fifth was Roger Mortemer Earle of March The sixt was sir Thomas of Woodstocke William of Winsore was the seuenth and last Now Edward the black prince he died before his father left behinde him Richard that afterwards was King crowned by the name of Richard the second and he died without an heire Edmund of Langly duke of Yorke died and left behind him two daughters Anne and Elinor Lyonel duke of Clarence died and left behind Alice Anne and Elinor that was after married to my father and by her I claime the Crowne as the true heyre to Lyonell Duke of Clarence the third sonne to Edward the third Now sir In the time of Richards raigne Henry of Bullenbrooke sonne and heire to Iohn of Gaunt the Duke of Lancaster fourth son to Edward the third he claimde the crown deposde the mirthful King and as you both know in Pomphret Castle harmles Richard was shamefully murthered and so by Richards death came the house of Lancaster vnto the Crowne Sals Sauing your tale my lord as I haue heard in the raigne of Bullenbrook the Duke of York did claime the Crown and but for Owen Glendor had bin King Yorke True but so it fortuned then by meanes of that monstrous rebell Glendor the noble Duke of Yorke was done to death and so euer since the heires of Iohn of Gaunt haue possessed the Crowne But if the issue of
well inough Say Kent in the Commentaries Caesar wrote Termd it the ciuil st place of al this land Then noble country-men heare me but speake I sold not France I lost not Normandie Cade But wherefore doest thou shake thy head so Say It is the palsie and not feare that makes me Cade Nay thou nodst thy head as who say thou wilt be euen with me if thou getst away but I le make thee sure enough now I haue thee go take him to the standard in Cheapside chop off his head then go to Milend-green to sir Iames Cromer his son in law and cut off his head too and bring them to me vpon two poles presently Away with him exit one or two with the Lord Say There shall not a nobleman weare a head on his shoulders But he shall pay me tribute for it Nor there shal not a maid be maried but he shal see to me for her Maiden head or else I le haue it my selfe Mary I will that married men shal hold of me in capite And that their wiues shal be as free as hart can think or tongue can tell Enter Robin Robin O captaine London bridge is a fire Cade Runne to Billingsgate and fetch pitch and flaxe and squench it Enter Dicke and a sergeant ser Iustice iustice I pray you sir let me haue iustice of this fellow here Cade Why what has he done ser Alas sir he has rauisht my wife Dick Why my lord he would haue rested me And I went and entred my Action in his wiues paper house Cade Dicke follow thy sute in her common place You horson villaine you are a sergeant you le Take any man by the throte for twelue pence And rest a man when hee s at dinner And haue him to prison ere the meate be out of his mouth Go Dicke take him hence cut out his tong for cogging Hough him for running and to conclude Braue him with his owne mace exit with the sergeant Enter two with the Lord Saies head ind sir Iames Cromers vpon two poles So come cary them before me and at cuery lanes end let them kisse together Enter the duke of Buckingham and Lord Clifford the Earle of Comberland Cliff Why country men and warlike frends of Kent What meanes this mutinous rebellion That you in troupes do muster thus your selues Vnder the conduct of this traitor Cade To rise against your soueraigne lord and King Who mildly hath his pardon sent to you If you forsake this monstrous rebell here If honour be the marke whereat you ayme Then haste to France that our forefathers wonne And winne againe that thing which now is lost And leaue to seeke your countries ouerthrow All. A Clifford a Clifford They for sake Cade Cade Why how now will you forsake your generall And ancient freedome which you haue possest To bend your neckes vnto their seruile yokes Who if you stir will straightwaies hang you vp But follow me and you shall pull them downe And make them yeeld their liuings to your hands All. A Cade a Cade They runne to Cade againe Clif. Braue warlike friends heare me but speake a word Refuse not good whilst it is offered you The King is mercifull then yeeld to him And I my selfe will go along with you To Winsore castle whereas the King abides And on mine honor you shall haue no hurt All. A Clifford a Clifford God saue the King Cade How like a feather is this rascall company Blowne euery way But that they may see there wants no valiancy in me My staffe shall make way through the midst of you And so a poxe take you all He runs thruoh them with his staffe and flies away Buck. Go some and make after him and proclaime That those that can bring the head of Cade Shall haue a thousand crownes for his labor Come march wâ—y Enter King Henry and the Queene and Somerset King Lord Somerset what news heare you of the rebel Cade Som. This my gracious lord that the lord Say is don to deth And the cittie is almost sackt King Gods wil be done for as he hath decreed so it must be And be it as he please to stop the pride of those rebellious meÌ„ Queene Had the noble Duke of Suffolke bin aliue The rebell Cade had bin supprest ere this And all the rest that do take part with him Enter the Duke of Buckingham and Clifford with the rebells with halters about their neckes Cliff Long liue King Henry Englands lawfull King Loe here my Lord these rebells are subdude And offer their liues before your highnesse feete King But tell me Clifford is their captaine here Cliff No my gracious lord he is fled away but proclamations are sent forth that he that caÌ„ but bring his head shal haue a thousand crownes But may it please your maiesty to pardon these their faults that by that traitors meanes were thus misled King Stand vp you simple men and giue God praise For you did take in hand you know not what And go in peace obedient to your King And liue as subiects and you shall not want Whilst Henrie liues and weares the English crowne All God saue the King God saue the King King Come let vs haste to London now with speed That solemne processions may be sung In laud and honor of the God of heauen And triumphs of this happy victory exeunt omnes Enter Iacke Cade at one doore and at the other master Alexander Eyden and his men and Iacke Cade lies downe picking of hearbs and eating them Eyden Good Lord how pleasant is this country life This little land my father left me here With my contented mind serues me as well As all the pleasures in the court can yeeld Nor would I change this pleasure for the court Cade Sounes here 's the Lord of the soile stand villain thou wilt betray me to the King and get a thousand crowns for my head but ere thou goest I le make thee eat yron like an estridge and swallow my sword like a great pin Eyden Why sawcy companion why should I betray thee I st not enough that thou hast broke my hedges And entred into the ground without the leaue of me the owner But thou wilt braue me too Cade Braue thee and beard thee too by the best bloud of the realme look on me well I haue eate no meat this fiue daies yet and I do not leaue thee and thy fiue men as dead as a door nail I pray God I may neuer cate grasse more Eyden Nay it neuer shal be said whilst the world doth stand that Alexander Eiden an Esquire of Kent took ods to combat with a famisht man look on me my lims are equall vnto thine and euery way as big then hand to hand I le combat thee Sitra fetch me weapons and stand you all aside Cade Now sword if thou hewst not this burly-boned churle into chines of beefe I beseech God thou maist fall into some smiths
THE First part of the Contention betwixt the two famous hou ses of Yorke and Lancaster with the death of the good Duke Humphrey And the banishment and death of the Duke of Suffolke and the Tragical end of the prowd Cardinall of Winchester with the notable Rebellion of Iacke Cade And the Duke of Yorkes first clayme to the Crowne LONDON Printed by Valentine Simmes for Thomas Millington and are to be sold at his shop vnder S. Peters church in Cornewall 1600 The first part of the Contention of the two famous Houses of Yorke and Lancaster with the death of the good Duke Humphrey Enter at one doore King Henry the sixt and Humphrey Duke of Gloster the Duke of Somerset the Duke of Buckingham Cardinall Bewford and others Enter at the other doore the Duke of Yorke and the Marquesse of Suffolke and Queene Margaret and the Earle of Salisbury and Warwicke Suffolke AS by your high imperiall Maiesties command I had in charge at my depart for France As Procurator for your excellence To marry Princes Margaret for your grace So in the auncient famous Citie Towres In presence of the Kings of France Cyssile The Dukes of Orleance Calaber Brittaine and Alonson Seuen Earles twelue Barons and then the reuerend Bishops I did performe my taske and was espousde And now most humbly on my bended knees In sight of England and her royall Peeres Deliuer vp my title in the Queene Vnto your gracious excellence that are the substance Of that great shadow I did represent The haâ—â—â—â—st gift that euer Marquesse gaue The fairest Queene that euer King possest King Suffolke arise Welcom Queene Margaret to English Henries Court The greatest shew of kindnesse yet we can bestow Is this kind kisse O gracious God of heauen Lend me a heart repleate with thankfulnesse For in this beauteous face thou hast bestowd A world of pleasures to my perplexed soule Queene Th' excessiue loue I beare vnto your grace Forbids me to be lauish of my tongue Lest I should speake more then beseemes a woman Let this suffice my blisse is in your liking And nothing can make poore Margaret miserable Vnlesse the frowne of mightie Englands King King Her lookes did wound but now speech doth pierce Louely Queene Margaret sit downe by my side And vnckle Gloster and you lordly Peeres With one voice welcome my beloued Queene All. Long liue Queene Margaret Englands happinesse Queene We thanke you all Sound Trumpets Suffolke My lord Protector so it please your grace Here are the Articles confirm'd of peace Betweene our soueraigne and the French King Charles Till terme of eighteene months be full expirde Humphrey Inprimis It is agreed between the French king Charles and William de la Poole Marquesse of Suffolk embassador for Henry king of England that the said Henry shal wed and espouse the lady Margaret daughter to Raynard King of Naples Cyssels and Ierusalem and crown her Queen of England ere the 30. of the next moneth Item It is further agreed between them that the Dutches of Anioy and of Maine shal be released and deliuered ouer to the King her sa Duke Humprey left it fall Ki. How now vnkle what 's the matter that you stay so sodenly Hum. Pardon my Lord a sodain qualm came ouer my hart VVhich dimmes mine eies that I can see no more Vnckle of Winchester I pray you reade on Cardinal Item It is further agreed betweene them that the Dutches of Anioy and of Maine shal be released and deliuered ouer to the King her father and she sent ouer of the King of Englands owne proper cost and charges without dowry King They please vs well lord Marquesse kneel down we here create thee first Duke of Suffolke and girt thee with the sword Cosin of Yorke we here discharge your grace from being Regent in the parts of France till terme of 18 months be ful expirde Thankes vnckle Winchester Gloster Yorke and Buckingham Somerset Salsbury and Warwicke VVe thanke you all for this great fauour done In entertainement to my princely Queene Come let vs in and with all speede prouide To see her Coronation be performde Exit King Queene and Suffolke and Duke Humphrey staies all the rest Humph. Braue Peeres of England Pillers of the state To you Duke Humphrey must vnfolde his griefe VVhat did my brother Henry toyle himselfe And waste his subiects for to conquer France And did my brother Bedford spend his time To keepe in awe that stout vnruly Realme And haue not I and mine vnckle Bewford here Done all we could to keepe that land in peace And is all our labors then spent in vaine For Suffolke hethe new made duke that rules the roast Hath giuen away for our King Henries Queene The Dutches of Anioy and same vnto her father Ah lords fatall is this mariage canselling our states Reuersing Monuments of conquered France Vndoing all as none had nere beene done Card. VVhy how now cosin Gloster what needes this As if our King were bound vnto your will And might not do his will without your leaue Prowd Protector enuy in thine eies I see The big swolne venome of thy hatefull heart That dare presume gainst that thy soueraigne likes Hum. Nay my Lord t is not my words that troubles you But my presence prowd Prelate as thou art But I le be gone and giue thee leaue to speake Farewell my Lords and say when I am gone I prophecied France would be lost ere long Exit Duke Humphrey Card. There goes our protector in a rage My lords you know he is my great enemy And though he be Protector of the land And thereby couers his deceitfull thoughts For well you see if he but walke the streetes The common people swarme about him straight Crying Iesus blesse your royall excellence With God preserue the good Duke Humphrey And many things besides that are not knowne Which time will bring to light in smooth Duke Humphrey But I will after him and if I can I le lay a plot to heaue him from his seate Exit Cardinal Buck. But let vs watch this haughtie Cardinall Cosen of Somerset be rulde by me Wee le watch Duke Humphrey and the Cardinall too And put them from the marke they faine would hit Som. Thanks cosin Buckingham ioyne thou with me And both of vs with the Duke of Suffolke Wee le quickly heaue Duke Humphrey from his seate Buck. Content come let vs about it straight For either thou or I will be Pâ—â—â—â—ctor Exit Buckingham and Somerset Salsb Pride went before Ambition followes after Whilst these do seeke their owne preferments thus My lords let vs seeke for our countries good Oft haue I heard this haughtie Cardinal Sweare and forsweare himselfe and braue it out More like a Ruffin then a man of church Cosen Yorke the victories thou hast wonne In Ireland Normandie and in France Hath wonne thee immortall praise in England And thou braue Warwicke my thrice valiant sonne Thy simple plainnesse and thy
any storme Euen to affright thee with the view thereof Clif. And from thy burgonet will I rend the beare And tread him vnderfoote with all contempt Dispight the Beare-ward that protects him so Yong Clif. And so renowned soueraigne to armes To quel these traitors and their complises Rich. Fie charity for shame speake it not in spight For you shall sup with Iesus Christ to night Yong Clif. Foule Stigmatike thou canst not tell Rich. No for if not in heauen you le surely sup in hel exeunt omnes Alarmes to the battaile and then enter the duke of Somerset and Richard fighting Richard kills him vnder the signe of the Castle in saint Albons Rich. So lie thou there aud breathe thy last What 's here the signe of the Castle Then the prophesie is come to passe For Somerset was forewarned of Castles The which he alwaies did obserue And now behold vnder a paltry ale-house signe The Castle in S. Albons Somerset hath made the Wissard famous by his death exit Alarme againe and then enter the Earle of Warwicke alone War Clifford of Comberland t is warwicke calls And if thou dost not hide thee from the Beare Now whilst the angry Trumpets sound Alarmes And dead mens cries do fil the empty avret Clifford I say come forth and fight with me Prowd Northerne Lord Clifford of Comberland Warwicke is hoarse with calling thee to armes Clifford speakes within Warwickestand still and view the way that Clifford hawes with his murthering curtelaxe through the fainting troupes to find thee out Warwicke stand still and sâ—rre not till I come Eâ—â—â—â— Yorke War How now my Lord what a foote Who kild your horses Yorke The deadly hand of Clifford noble lord Fiue horse this day slaine vnder me And yet braue Warwicke I remaine aliue But I did kil his horse he lou ' de so wel The bouiest gray that ere was bred in North. Enter Clifford and Warwicke offers to fight with him Hold War wicke and seeke thee out some other chase My selfe will hunt this Deare to death War Braue lord t is for a crowne thou fightst Clifford farewell as I entend to prosper wel to day It grieues my soule to leaue thee vnassaild exit Warwicke Yorke Now Clifford since we are singled here alone Be this the day of Doome to one of vs For now my heart hath sworne immortall hate To thee and all the house of Eancaster Clif. And here I stand and pitch my foote to thine Vowing neuer to stir til thou or I be slaine For neuer shall my heart be safe at rest Till I haue spoild the hatefull house of Yorke Alarmes and they fight and Yorke kills Clifford Yorke Now Lancaster sit sure thy sinewes shrinke Come fearefull Henry groueling on thy face Yeeld vp thy Crowne vnto the Prince of Yorke exit Yorke Alarmes then enter yong Clifford alone yong Clif. Father of Comberland Where may I seeke my aged father forth O dismall sight see where he breathlesse lies All smeard and weltred in his luke-warme bloud Ah aged pillar of all Comberlands true house Sweete father 〈◊〉 thy murthered Ghost I sweare Immortall hate vnto the house of Yorke Nor neuer shall I sleepe secure one night Till I haue furiously reuengde thy death And left not one of them to breatheon earth He takes him vp on his backe And thus as olde Ankises sonne did beare His aged father on his manly backe And sought with him against the bloudy Greekes Euen so will I but stay here 's one of them To whom my soule hath sworne immortall hate Enter Richard and then Clifford layes downe his father fights with him and Richard flies away againe Out croorktbacke villaine get thee from my sight But I will after thee and once againe When I haue borne my father to his tent I le tue my fortune better with thee exit yong Clifford with his father Alarmes againe and then enter three or foure bearing the duke of Buckingham wounded to his Tent. Alarmes still and then enter the King and Queene Queene Away my Lord and slie to London straight Make haste for vengeance comes along with them Come stand not to expostulate le ts go King Come then faire Queene to London let vs haste And summon a parlament with speede To stop the fury of these dyre euents exeunt King and Queene Alarmes and then a flourish and enter the duke of Yorke and Richard Yorke How now boyes fortunate this fight hath beene I hope to vs and ours for Englands good And our great honor that so 〈◊〉 we lost Whilst faint-heart Henry did vsurpe our rights But did you see old Salsbury since we With bloudy minds did buckle with the foe I would not for the losse of this right hand That ought but well betide that good old man Rich. My Lord I saw him in the thickest throng Charging his lance with his old weary armes And thrice I saw him beaten from his horse And thrice this hand did set him vp againe And still he fought with courage gainst his foes The boldest sprited man that ere mine eies beheld Enter Salsbury and Warwicke Edw. See noble father where they both do come The onely props vnto the house of Yorke Salsb Well hast thou fought this day thou valiant Duke And thou braue bud of Yorkes increasing house The small remainder of my weary life I hold for thee for with thy warlike arme Three times this day thou hast preserude my life Yorke What say you Lords the King is fled to London There as I heare to hold a Parlament What saies Lord Warwicke shall we after them War After them nay before them if we can Now by my Faith Lords t was a glorious day Saint Albons battell wonne by famous Yorke Shal be eternizd in all age to come Sound Drums and Trumpets and to London all And more such daies as these to vs befall exeunt FINIS