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
Tent I know thee not What murder ho will no man heare my voyce Enter Peter and 2. or 3. souldiers Pet. Yes here are those can heare well ynough Where is the murdered and the murderer Rod. Peter behold thy masters breathlesse truncke And there 's Prince Philip that hath murdered him Pet. To auoyd prolixity I le kill him Yet first giue me leaue to weepe for my master Rod. First seyze the murderer and after weepe Phil. He that first ventures to attach my life Let him be sure he hath a life to spare For I will send one breathlesse to the graue Pet. You that haue nyne liues assault the gentleman Rod. What peasants dare you not attach the slaue I le rayse the whole Campe but I le apprehend him Alarum drummes Souldiers incircle him And eyther apprehend or slay the wretch Enter Pembrooke and Ferdinand Pem. T is princely Philip helpe to rescue him Rod. What slaues are these that dare oppose thēselues In rescue of a murderer 'gainst an Host Fer. Such as will make thee Rodorick fly for life Pet. Zounds men are mortall to auoyd prolixity my Lord of Orleance your best course is flying and therein I will be your follower Rod. Fly before three and be thus strong 'T were madnesse Pem. We trifle time let 's driue them from the Tent Alarum and driue away Peter and Rodoricke Pem. Liue worthy Philip Pembrooke bids thee liue That did suspect this complot at the tombe When in the honour of Prince Ferdinand You did resigne your shield Phil. Th' Earle of Pembrooke Fer. And Ferdinand that loues thee as his soule Phil. Two liues I owe my starres beside mine owne In sending me two friends of such import Durst you aduenture thorow the enemies Campe And put your liues in danger to saue mine Pem. The rumour of the Duke of Burbons death Hath so possest the Campe with admiration That they regardlesse suffer all to passe Only this Rodorick wakens them a little But cannot weane them from their wondring minds Phil. That Rodorick is a perfect villayne turn'd For though he guided me vnto his Tent And gaue his liking that the Duke should dye Yet how the villayne cryed to murder me But come in this confusion let 's be gone T is dangerous to abide in Burbons Tent Rodoricke thou art the next must taste of death That taske once done we shall with little payne Our angry fathers reconcile agayne Alarum Enter Nauar Bowyer Nod Core Souldiers drum and colours Nau. The Alarum sounded in the enemies Campe Now for Nauar and Fame stand to it sirs Bow Hart stand to it heere 's some of vs knowes how to runne away and they be put to it Though wee haue lost our braue Generall the Earle of Pembrooke yee here 's Caualiero Bowyer Core and Nod by Iesu sound Cards and Mahound and Termagant come against vs wee le fight with them Couragio my hearts S. George for the honour of England Nau. The aduerse part comes on fight gallantly Enter Fraunce Flaunders and Souldiers with Drum and Colours Lew. Is false Nauar so thirsty to drinke bloud That he must ioyne the Squadron of his troops Before the signall of the battel 's giuen Belike you thought to take vs vnpreparde No king our wrong hangs like a watch before vs And makes vs nomber euery short-lynd minute Till your liues answere for our Daughters death Charge braue spirits Saint Denis now for Fraunce Nau. Saint Denis for Nauar Alarum Drums Alarum they fight Fraunce put to the worst enters Rodorike and Peter the fight continued and Nauar driuen in Lew. Nauar and his weake forces make retire Pursue them Sirs the victorie is ours Rod. Be like staru'd Lions 'mongst a heard of Beasts Ruthelesse and bloudy slaughters all you meete Till proud Nauar be slayn or kisse your feet Saint Denis and cry murder through the host Alarum enter Pembrooke Ferdinand Philip Pem. He that steps forward with a murdring thought Marries him selfe to death Fraunce cease the fight They are Frenchmen you pursue French men you should saue Dig not for Traytors loue your subiects graue Lew. What franticke knights are those that dare oppose Their single force against our multitudes Phil. Those that wish you and Fraunce bright fames encrease So you would chase hence war and welcome peace Rod. That was the Traytor that slew royall Burbon Pet. Downe with the villaynes Rod. Souldiers seyze on him And then pursue Nauar with sudden death Fer. E're the least hayre fall from his kingly head Rodorick thy base trunck shall be butchered Pem. Will you accept of peace Lew. Follow Nauar Pet. Downe with that murderer Fer. Zounds then in spight Wee le saue Nauar and chase you hence in fight All Ha ha Pem. Nay smile not though our number 's few Our great hearts tell vs we shall conquere you Alarum and S. George Alarum they fight Enter Nauar and his forces Fraunce chaste away Nau. Fraunce and his daunted forces giues vs ground Charge charge agayne and we are Conquerours Phil. Stand or ne're stirre agayne Nau. What meane these Knights Pem. To stop your passage this way great Nauar I charge thee by the duty of a King Thy loue to Iustice and thy subiects liues You sound retreat and make a peace with Fraunce Nau. A peace and haue the vantage of the day Bow That 's a tricke by Iesu to mocke an Ape wee 'le none of that Nau. Wee 'le haue no peace but what our swords can make Follow the chase Phil. Are you growne insolent For one light puffe of fortune proues it so Nay then our swords turne to your ouerthrow Alarum they fight and driue in Nauar. Fer. That was my father that you fought against Phil. You did as much to mine Pem. Princes agree force cānot end this war but policy Therefore dispearse your selues and let our Squires With Trumpets in their mouthes sound lowd retreat Where you perceiue the fight most violent The strangenesse of which act will straight amaze When they shall heare both peace and war denounc'd And one selfe instant they will soone retire To know the issue Princes fall to worke T is worke of charity 't would doe me good If we could end this battell without bloud Fer. I hope we shall farewell I le to my charge Pem. The like will Pembrooke Phil. Philip is not last Yet though I seeke the safety of my frends Rodorick shall lose his bloud e're this fight ends Alarum excursions Enter Peter leading Thomasin Pet. Struggle not striue not your sweete heart Bowyer cannot saue you Without prolixity you must goe with mee Tho. Helpe helpe Pet. And the God of warre come in thy defence my humour is to kill him Come away Enter Bowyer Bow By Iesu you go this way you must pay custom Zounds you pickt-hatch Caualiero petticote-monger can you find time now to be catching Thomasin come deliuer or by Zenacrib the life of king Charlemayne I le thrash your coxcombe as they doe
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
I scorne to humble the least part about me to giue answere to such a trotting question as I liue it ioults mine eares worse in hearing then the princes coach on a broken cawsey Pet. Thomasin leaue this pace take me with you my Lord loues your Lady yet I heare say she is this night betrothed to the Prince of France so I loue you and shall I lose you No I hate prolixity in a word the end is I le mary you Tho. Prety as God saue me what will Captaine Bowyer say to that if he should know it Bow A good Rogue by Iesu Pe. Bowyer a Captayn a Capon a button mould a lame haberdine a red beard Sprat a Yellow hammer a bow case a very Iackdaw with his toung slit Bow Zounds what a Philistine is this what a dictionary of proper names hath the Rogue got together heart his toung crawles as fast as the Cheese doth in Germany I le pearce you for this you Lobster Pet. Bowyer mordu futra for him and that sowre crab do but leere at thee I shall squeeze him to vargis Bo. And you squeeze me I may haps grow saucy with you you whorson burnd Pudding pye you dry Parsnip kisse me Thomasin so dare you stand to your word now and squeeze me Pet. Stumps I challenge thee for this indignity Bowyer I will gyrd my selfe with thy guts I am a Souldiour and a Captayne Bow Captayne s'hart and thou hast vnder thy charge any other then Pigmies I am Gogmagog Dost thou heare sowgelder and I do not with sixe Cranes wel marshald ouerrunne thee and thy hundred and fifty say Dick Bowyer 's a coward Pet. For that word draw Tho. Hold Gentlemen Bow Peace good Thomasin silence sweet socket Peter dost see this sword this sword kild Sarlaboys that was one Rogue now it shall kill thee that 's two Rogues Whorson puttock no garbage serue you but this haue at you As they fight enters Pembrooke Pem. Who 's this at enmity within our Camps What Bowyer and the seruant to great Burbon Both sheathe your weapons by our martiall law This act is death Bow I le be hangd then Doest thou heare noble Generall Dick Bowyer knowes what belongs to seruice we did not draw of any malice by this element of yron steele but to measure which of our swords were longest I le saue you for once you Sarazen because I see you le hang scuruily but the next time Pem. Good Captayne Bowyer let our English troops Keepe a strong watch to night my throbbing heart Like to a Scritchowle in the midnight houre Bodes some blacke scene of mischiefe imminent Bow Neuer feare Generall if Iulius Caesar rise vp against vs e're he do my Lord any wrong zounds I le be cut smaller then pot-hearbs I le to the trenches come Thomasin Leere not Lobster lest I thum that russeting face of yours with my sword hilt till that it looke as pyde colourd as the Rainbow By Iesu I le do it and therefore follow me not Exeunt Pem. Why should this load of griefe lye on my heart With such a ponderous waight I know no cause Vnlesse it be by thinking on the wrong My friend receyues in the vnmatched loue Which Katharine beares me yet my fayth is sound And like a solid Rock shall check her teares Katharine loues me yet for my friends delight Pembrooke will hate her loue and flye her sight Exit Enter Burbon Nauar Philip Bellamira Rodoricke and attendants Bur. Nauar you sprinckle me with foule reproch And dimme the lustre of our royall name With colours of dishonour Nau. Heare me Burbon Bur. What words can satisfy so great a wrong Haue you not with consent of all your Lords Promisd your daughter to this generous prince Nau. Their true loue forst vs to it Bur. True loue t is fayn'd Phil. Ha Burbon Bel. Gentle Philip Phil. With my sword I le proue my loue vnfayned thee a false Lord Bur. This like a Sanctuary frees thy toung And giues thee childish liberty of speach Which els would fawne and crouch at Burbons frowne Phil. Now by S. Denis Burb. I le not chat with boyes Nauar to thee I speak thy daughters looks Like the North Star to the Sea-tost Mariners Hath brought me through all dangers made me turne Our royall Palace to this stage of death Our state and pleasures to a bloudy Campe And with the strength and puissance of our force To lift thy falling and decayed state Euen to her pristine glory in thy quarrell Burbon hath set himselfe against his King And soyld his greatnesse with a Traytors name Now when our worth expected rich reward Fayre Bellamira wonder of her time Must Philip haue her Phil. Burbon shee is mine Bur. Mordew I le be reueng'd by heauen I will Or I will paue these plaines with the dead bodies Of our deare subiects we haue sworne thy fall That oathes thy death our rage thy funerall Nau. Heare our excuse Bur. We will not credit ayre Peter watch Rodorick when the prince is gone Tell him I de speake with him Pet. Enough t is done Bur. Nauar this setting Sun which sees our wrong Shall e're his morrowes beames guide the proud East View Himens rites turnd to a tragick feast Exit Burbon Na. His anger beares him hence young prince of France Since to reduce our enmity to loue And thereby like a fayre and louely Bryde To mary peace to France we are content To bring the sea-tost barke of your affects Halfe shipwrackt with the tempest of these wars To their desired port as we agreed Go to your father and informe him thus If personally hee le view our friendly Tents And seale these Articles of peace proposde This night you shall be troth-plight to our child Phil. Were it to search the furthest Northerne clime Where frosty Hyems with an ycie Mace Strikes dead all liuing things I de find it out And borrowing fire from those fayre sunny eyne Thaw Winters frost and warme that dead cold clime But this impose is nothing honourd King I le to my father and conduct him hither For whilst my soule is parted from her sight This earth is hell this day a tedious night Come Rodorick you shall beare me company Exeūt Phil. Pet. He shall not for I le stay him instantly Pet. Rod Nau. 'T were pity to keepe two such loues asunder Daughter you your Ladies to your tent Exit Bella And deck you richly to receiue the prince Enter Pemb. after him Fer. My Lord of Pembrooke happily return'd How doth our soone See where he comes himselfe Speake boy how spedst thou with fayre Katharine Fer. I know not how Is trothlesse Pembrooke there Nau. Be not dismayed at length shee le pity thee Sonne bid our Officers adorne our Court In her chiefe glory for this happy night Shall set a period to this smarting war Your sister shal be troth-plight to Prince Philip And France and we made friends about it then