bankes whose battering ordinance should haue bin imploid against the hindrers of our Royaltie Win: You talke of senceless things Guil: Dooe 's Trees want sence that by the power of musick haue bene drawn to dance a pleasing measure we le come then neerer vnto liuing thinges say wee vsurpe the English Royaltie wa st not by consents I tel you Lords I haue your hands to show Subscrib'd to the Commission of my father By which you did authorice him to wage armes If they were Rebellious against your soueraigne Who cride so loude as you God saue Queene Iane And come you now your Soueraigne to arraigne Come downe come downe here at a Prisoners barre Better doe so then iudge your selues amisse For looke what sentence on our heads you lay Vpon your owne may light another day Win. The Queene hath pardon'd them Guil: And wee must die for a lesse fault O partiallitie Iane Patience my Guilford it was euer knowne They that find least the punishment haue borne Gui. True my faire Queene of sorrowe truely speake Great men like great Flies Through lawes Cobwebs breake But the thin'st frame the prison of the weake Norf: Now trust me Arundell It doth grieue mee much to sit In iudgement of these harmlesse Aru I helpt to attach the Father but the sonne O through my blood I feele compassion Run my Lords wee le be humble suters to the Queen to saue these innocent creatures from their deathes Norf. Le ts breake vp Court If Norfolke long should stay In teares and passion I should melt away Win: Sit still what will you take compassion vpon such they are Heritickes Iane VVe are Christians Leaue our conscience to our selues VVe stand not heere about Religious causes But are accused of Capitall Treason Win: Then you confesse the inditement Gui: Euen what you will Yet saue my Iane although my blood you spill Iane If I must die saue Princely Guilfords life Norf: Who is not moou'd to see this louing strife Arun Pray pardon me doe what you will to day And I le approue it though it be my death Win: Then heare the speedye sentence of your deathes You shall be carried to the place from whence you came from thence vnto the place of Execution through London to be drawne on Hurdles Where thou Iane Gray shalt suffer death by fire Thou GuilforId Dudley hang'd and quartered So Lord haue mercie vpon you Guil: VVhy this is well since we must die That wee must die together VVin: Stay and heere the mercie of the Queene Because you are of noble parentage Although the crime of your offence be greate Shee is onely pleased that you shall Both Will shee pardon vs VVin: Only I say that you shall loose your heads Vpon the Tower-Hill so conuey them hence Leifetenant stricktly looke ynto your charge Guil. Our doomes are knowne Our liues haue plaide their parte Farwell my Iane Iane My Dudley mine owne heart Guil. Faine would I take a serimonious leaue But that 's to die a hundred thousand deaths Ian I cannot speake for teares Lif. My Lord come Guil. Great griefes speake louder When the least are dumb'd Exeunt Enter Sir Thomas Wyat in the Tower Wyat The sad aspect this prison doth affoord Iumpes with the measure that my heart dooth 〈◊〉 And this inclosure here of naught but stone Yeildes far mòre comfort then the stony hearts Of them that wrong'd their country and their friend Heere is no periur'd Counsellors to sweare A sacred oath and then forsweare the same No innovators heere doth harbor keepe A stedfast silence doth possesse the place In this the Tower is noble being base E Lords to Wyat. Norf Sir Thomas Wyat Wyat. That 's my name indeede Win: You should say Traitor Wiat. Traitor and Wyats name Differ as farre as Winchester and honor Win: I am a Piller of the Mother Church Wiat And what am I Win: One that subuerts the state Wiat Insult not too much ore th' vnfortunate I haue no Bishoppes Rochet to declare my innocencie This is my crosse that causelesse I must suffer my heads losse When that houre comes wherein my blood is spilt My crosse will looke as bright as yours twice guilt Norf: Here 's for that purpose Wiat Is your grace so short Belike you come to make my death a sport Win: VVe come to bring you to your execution You must be hang'd and quartered instantly At the parke Corner it a gallous set Whether make hast to tender natures debt Wiat Then here 's the end of Wyats rising vp Ito keepe Spaniards from the Land was sworne Right willingly I yeelde my selfe to death But sorry such should haue my place of birth Had London kept his word VVyat had stood But now King Phillip enters through my blood VVin: Where 's the Lieftenant of the Tower Exit Officers with Wyat. Enter L Lie: Heere my Lord VVin: Fetch foorth your other Prisoners Lief. My Lord I will heere lyes young Guilford heere the Lady Iane Norfol. Conduct them forth Enter Young Guilford and the Lady Iane Guil: Good morrowe once more to my louelye Iane Iane The last good morrow my sweete loue to thee Guil: VVhat were you reading Iane On a prayer booke Guil: Trust me so was I wee hade neede to pray For see the Ministers of death drawe neere Iane To a prepared minde death is a pleasure I long in soule till I haue spent my breath Guil: My Lord High Chancelor you are welcome heather What come you to beholde our execution And my Lord Arundell thrice welcome You helpt to attache our Father come you now To see the blacke conclusion of our Tragedie Win: VVe come to doe our office Guil: So doe wee Our office is to die yours to looke on VVe are beholding vnto such beholders The time was Lords when you did flock amaine To see her crownd but now to kill my Iane The world like to a sickell bends it selfe Men runne their course of liues as in a maze Our office is to die yours but to gaze Iane Patience my Guilford Guil. Patience my louely Iane Patience has blancht thy soule as white as snow But who shall answere for thy death this know An innocent to die what is it lesse But to adde Angels to heauens happiness The guiltie dying doe applaud the law But when the innocent creature stoopes his neck to an vniust doome vpon the Iudge they check Liues are like soules requird of their neglectors Then ours of you that should bee our protectors Win: Raile not against the law Guilfor: No God forbidde my Lord of Winchester It 's made of lawe and should I raile against it T were against you if I forget not You reioyc'd to see the fall of Cromwel Ioy you now at me Oft dying men are fild with prophesies But I le not be a prophet of your il Yet knowe my Lordes they that behold vs now May to the axe of Iustice one day bowe And in that plot
of ground where we must die Sprinckle their bloodes Though I know no cause why Norf: Speake you to me Lord Guilford Gui: Norfolke no I speake to Norf: To whome Gui: Alasse I doe not knowe which of vs two dies first Win: The better part Gui: O rather kill the worst Iane T is I sweete loue that first must kisse the blocke Guilf. I am a man 〈◊〉 men better brooke shocke of threatning death Your sexe are euer The thoughts of death a womans hearte will breake Iane But I am armde to die Guilf: Likelyer to liue Death to the vnwilling dooth his presence giue Hee dares not looke the bolde man in the face But on the fearefull layes his killing Mace Winc. It is the pleasure of the Queene that the Lady Iane must first suffer death Iane I thanke her Highnesse That I shall first depart this haplesse world and not Suruiue to see my dere loue dead Guilfo: She dying first I three times loose my head Enter the Headsman Headsm. Forgiue me Lady I pra'y your death Guilf: Ha hast thou the heart to kill a face so faire Win It is her Heades-man Guil: And demaundes a pardon Onely of her for taking off her head Iane I gentle Guilford and I pardon him Guil: But I le not pardon him thou art my wife And he shall aske me pardon for thy life Hed: Pardon me my Lord Gui: Rise doe not kneele Though thou submit'st thou hast a lowring steele Whose fatal declynation brings our death Good man of earth make haste to make vs earth Heds. Pleaseth the Lady Iane I le helpe her off with her night-Gowne Iane Thankes gentle friend But I haue other waiting women to attend mee Good Mistris Ellin lend me a helping hand To strip me of this worldly ornament Off with these robes O teare them from my side Such silken couers are the guilt of pride Insteede of gownes my couerture be earth My worldly death or new Celestiall breath What is it off Lad: Madam almoste Iane Not yet O God! how hardly can we shake off this worldes Pomp That cleaues vnto vs like our bodies skinne Yet thus O God shake of thy seruants sinne Lady Here is a scarfe to blinde your eies Iane From all the world but from my Guilfords sight Before I fasten this beneath my browe Let me behold him with a constant looke Gui: O doe not kill me with that pitious eie Iane T is my last farwell take it patiently My dearest Guilford let vs kisse and part Nowe blinde mine eyes neuer to see the skie 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Guil: Oh! He 〈◊〉 into a trance Norf: How fares my Lord Arun Hee 's falne into a trance Norf: Wake him not vntill hee wake himselfe O happie Guilford if thou die in this Thy soâ—le will be the first in heauenly blisse Enter th◠〈◊〉 〈◊〉 with Ianes head Win: Heare comes the Heads-man with the head of Iane Guil Who spake of Iane who namde my lòuely Iane Win Behold her head Gui. O I shall faint againe Yet let me beare this fight vnto my graue My sweete Ianes head Looke Norfolke Arundell Winchester Doe male factors looke Thus when they die a ruddie lippe A cleere reflecting eye Cheekes purer then the Maiden oreant pearle That sprinckles bashfulnes through the clowdes Her innocence has giuen her this looke The like for me to show so well being dead How innocence would Guilford loose his head Win. My Lord the time runs on Guil So does our death Heere 's one has run so fast shee 's out of breath But the time goes on And my faire Ianes white soule wil be In heauen before me If I doe stay stay gentle wife Thy Guilford followes thee Though on the earth we part by aduerse fate Our soules shall knock together at heauens gate The skie is calme our deathes haue a faire day And we shall passe the smoother on our way My Lords farwell I once farwel to all The Fathers pride has causde the Childrens fall Exi Guilford to Death Norf. Thus haue we seene her Highnesse will perform'd And now their heads and bodies shall bee ioynd and buried in one graue as fits their loues Thus much I le say in their behalfes now dead Their Fathers pride their liues haue seuered FINIS
this hand Is richer then the Empire of this land Enter Sir Henry Beningfield Ben. Pardon me Madam that so boldly I presse into your Chamber I salute your Highnesse with the high stile of Queene Mar. Queene may it be Or iest you at my lowring miserie Ben Your Brother King is dead And you the catholicke Queene must now succede Mar. I see my God at length hath heard my prayer You Sir Harry for your glad tydings Shall be held in honour and due regard Enter sir Thomas Wyat Wiat. Health to the Lady Mary Mar. And why not Queene Sir Thomas Wia: Aske that of Suffolke duke great Northumberland Who in your steede hath Crown'd another Mar: another Queene Sir Thomas wee aliue The true immediate heires of our dread Father Wia: Nothing more true then that Nothing more true then you are the true heire Come leaue this Cloyster and be seene abroad Your verie sight will stirre the peoples heatts and make them cheerely for Queene Maries crie One comfort I can tell you the tenants of the Dukes Northumberland and Suffolke denide their ayde In these vnlawfull armes to all the Counsell I denide my hand and for King Henries Issue still will stand Mary Your Counsel good sir Thomas is so pithy That I am woon so like it Wia: Come let vs streight from hence From Framingham Cheere your spirits I le to the Dukes at Cambridge and discharge them all Prosper me God in these affaires I lou'd the Father wel I lou'd the Sonne And for the Daughter I through death will run Exeunt Omnes Enter Northumberland Suffolke Bret and souldiers Nor. wher 's Captaine Bret Bre: Heere my Lord Suff: Are all our numbers full Bre: They are my Lord Suff: See them arain'd I will set forward steright Nor: Honorable friends and natiue peeres That haue chosen me to be the leader of these martiall troopes to march against the sister Of our late dead Soueraigne Beare witnesse of my much vnwillingnesse In furthering these attemps I rather ioy to thinke vpon our ancient victories Against the French and Spaniard Whose high pride we leueled with the waues of brittish shore Dying the hauen of Brit with guiltie blood Till all the Harbor seem'd a sanguine poole Or we desire these armes we are now to warre Gainst the perfidious northern enemie Who trembling at our first shocke voice and sight Like cowards turn'd their backes with shamefull flight But those rich spoiles are past we are now to goe Being natiue friends against a natiue foe In your hands we leaue the Queene elected She hath seisure of the Tower If you'be confident as you haue sworne Your selues true liege men to her highnesse She no doubt with royall fauour will remunerate The least of your desertes Farwell My teares into your bosomes fall With one imbrace I doe include you all Aru: My Lord most lou'd with what a mourning heart I take your farwell let the after signes Of my imployment witnesse I protest Did not the sacred person of my Queene Whose weale I tender as my soules cheefe blisse Vrge my abode I would not thinke it shame To traile a pike where you were generall But wishes are in vaine I am bound to stay And vrgent businesse calls your grace away See on my knees I humbly take my leaue And steep my wordes with teares Nor. Kinde Arundell I bind thee to my loue Once more farwell Arun. Heauens giue your grace successe Commend vs to the Queene and to your Sonne Within one weeke I hope war will be done Bre. Come my Lords shall vs march Exit Northumb. Nor: I I for Gods sake on T is more then time my friendes that we were gone Exeunt Omnes Enter Treasurer and Porter Tre: What ho Porter open the gate Por. I beseech your honour to pardon me The Counsell hath giuen strict commaund Not any shall passe this way Tre. Why you idle fellow am I not sent vppon the Queenes affaires commanded by the Lords and know you not that I am Treasurer come open the Gate you doe you know not what Por. Well my Lord I doe aduenture on your word The Dukes displeasure all the Counsell boord Bésides may be my heauie enemies But goe a Gods name I the worst will proue And if I die I die for him I loue Tre. I thanke thee and will warrant thee from death Is my Horse ready Por: It is my Lord Tre: Then will I flie this fearefull Counsell boord Exit Tre. Por: My heart misgiues me I haue done amisse Yet being a Counsellor one of the number Nothing can prooue amisse Now shall I know the worst Heere comes my Lord of Arundell Enter Arundell Arun Porter Did the Lord Treasurer passe this way Por: But now my gratious Lord Arun Vngratious Villaine follow Bring him backe againe If not by faire meanes bring him backe by force And heare you sirra as you goe will the Lord Maior and some Aldermen of his Bretheren and some especiall Citttzens of note to attend our further pleasures presently The Treasurer fled the Duke is but newly arrested some purpose on my life to crosse their plots wee le set strong watches see Gates and walles well mand t is ten to one but princely innocence Is these strange turmoiles wisest violence Enter Winchester Arundell and other Lords the Lord Treasurer kneeling at the Counsell Table Arun Though your attempt Lord Treasurer be such That hath no colour in these troublous times But an apparant purpose of reuolt From the deceast Kings will and our degree Yet for you are a Counsellor of note One of our number and of high degree Before we any way presume to iudge We giue you leaue to speake in your behalfe Tre. My Lord the businesse of these troublous times Binding vs al still to respect the good of common weale Yet doth it not debar priuate regard of vs of our own The generall weale is treasur'd in your brest And all my ablest powers haue bin imployed To stir them there yet haue I borne a part Laying the commons troubles next my heart My ouersight in parting without leaue Was no contempt but onely for an houre To order home affaires that none of mine In these nice times should vnto faction clime Aru. Nay my good Lord be plaine with vs I pray Are you not grieu'd that we haue giuen consent To Lady Ianes election Trea. My Lords I am not Arun. Speake like a Gentleman vpon your word Are you not discontent Tre. Troth to be plaine I am not pleas'd That two such princely Maides lineally descended From our royall King and by his testimonie Confirmed heyre if that their Brother dying Issules And one that neuer dream't it neuer desired The rule of Soueraignetie But with virgins teares hath oft bewaild her miserie Should politickly by vs be nam'd a Queene Arun. You haue said nobly sit and take your place Enter Porter Por. My Lords Sir Thomas Wyat craues accesse vnto your honours Arun Let him come
against thy entrance And it shall cost the liues of twentie thousand true subiects to the Queene before a Traytor enters Omnes Shoote him through Wia: Stay le ts know him first Clo: Kill him then le ts know him afterwards Pem: Looke on my face and blushing see with shame thy treasons Charecter'd Bre: T is the Lord Pembroke Wiat What haue wee to doe with the Lord Pembroke where 's the Queenes Lieftenant Pem: I am Lieftenant of the Citie now Wiat Are you Lord Maior Pem: The greatest Lord that breathes enters not beere without expresse commaund from my deare Queene Wiat. She commaundes hy vs Pem: I doe commaund thee in her highnesse name To leaue the Cittie gates or by my honour A peece of ordinance shall be straite dischargd To be thy deathes man shoote thee to thy graue Wya. Then heer 's no entrance Pemb: No none Exit Pembroke Bre: What should wee doe following Wyat anye longer Wiat. O London London thou perfidious Town Why hast thou broke thy promise to thy friend That for thy sake and for thy generall sake Hath thrust my selfe into the mouth of danger March backe to Fleet-streete if that Wyat die London vniustlie buy thy treacherie Bre: Wold I could steale away from Wyat it should be the first thing that I would doe Heare they all steale away from Wyat and leaue him alone Wia: Where 's all my Souldiers what all gone And left my Drum and colours without guard O infilicitie of carefull men Yet will I sell my honoured blood as deere as euer did faithfull subiect to his Prince Exit Wyat. Enter Norfolke Iseley Isl. Pembroke reuolts and flies to Wyats side Norf: Hee 's damb'd in hell that speakes it Enter Harper Isl: O my good Lord t is spred That Pembroke and Count Arundell both are fled Enter Pembroke and Arundell Pem: Sfoote who said so what diuil dares sturre my patience zwounds I was talking with a crue of vagabonds that lagd at Wiats taile and am I thus paide for my paines Norf. And there being mist some villaine finding you out of sight hath raisde this slander on you but come my Lord Pem. I le not fight Norf: Nay sweete Earle Pem. Zoundes fight and heare my name dishonoured Arun. Wiat is marcht downe Fleete-streete after him Pem. Why doe not you and you pursue him Norfol. If I strike one blow may my hand fall off Pem: And if I doe by this Norf. Come leaue your swearing Did not countries care vrge me to this quarrell For my part I would not strike a blowe Pem. No more would I I le eate no wrongs Let 's all die and I le die Enter Messenger Mes. Stand on your Guard for this way Wyat is persude a maine A great noise fâ—llow Enter Wyat with his sword drawne being wounded Within Follow follow Nor: Stand Traitor stand or thou shalt nere stand more Wia. Lords I yeeld an easie conquest t is to win the field After al 's lost I am wounded let me haue a surgion that I may goe sound vnto my graue T is not the name of Traitor paules me Nor pluckes my weapon from my hand Vse me how you can though you say Traitor I am a Gentleman Your dreadfull shaking me which I defie Is a poore losse of life I wish to die Death frights my spirit no more then can my bed Nor will I change one haire loosing this head Pem. Come guard him guard him Wiat. No matter where I hope for nothing therefore nothing feare Exit Omnes Enter Winchester Norfolke 〈◊〉 Pembroke with other Lordes Win. My Lord of Norfolke will it please you sit By you the noble Lord of Arundell Since it hath pleasde her sacred Maiestie To nominate vs heere Commissioners Let vs without all partialitie be open eard To what they can aleadge where 's the Lieftenant of the Tower Enter Lieftenant of the T. Lief. Heere my good Lord Win. Fetch foorth the prisoners Place them seuerally in chaires of state Clarke of the Crowne proceede as law requires Clark Guilford Dudley hold vp thy hand at the barre Guil: And would to God this hand heau'de to the law Might haue aduanc'd it selfe in better place For Englands good and for my Soueraignes weale Clark Iane Gray Lady Iane Gray Hould vp thy hand at the Barre Iane A hand as pure from Treasons Innocence At the white liuerie worne by the Angels in their makers sight Clarke You are heere indited by the names of Guilford Dudly Lord Dudley Iane Gray Lady Iane Gray of Capitall and high Treason against our moste Soueraige Lady the Queenes Maiestie That is to say that you Guilford Dudley and Ladye Iane Gray haue by all possible meanes sought to procure vnto your selues the Royaltie of the Crowne of England to the disinheriting of our new Soueraigne Lady the Queenes Maiestie the true and lawfull Issue to that famous King Henrie the eight and haue manifestly adorned your selues with the states Garland imperiall and haue graunted Warrants Commissions and such like for leuying of men and Souldiers to bee sent against the saide maiestie what answere you to this Inditement guiltie or not guiltie Guil Our answere shall be seuerall like our selves Yet Noble Earle wee confesse the inditement May we not make some Apolegie vnto the Court Norf: It is against the order of the Law therfore directlye pleade vnto the Inditement and then you shall be heard Guil. Against the law For what so ere you say And you will follow it vnto our deathes Norfo: Speake are you guiltie of these crimes or no Iane I le answere first I am and I am not But should we stand vnto the last vnguilty You haue large conscience Iurors to besmeare The fairest browe with stile of Trecherie Norfo The Barrons of the Land shall bee your Iurie Iane An honorable and worthy Tryall And God forbid so many Noblemen Should be made guiltie of our Timelesse deathes Aru You le answere to the Inditement will you not Guil. My Lord I will I am Norf: What are you guiltie or noe Guil. I say vnguiltie still yet I am guiltie Iane Slander not thy selfe If there be any guiltie it was I I was proclaimde Queene I the Crowne should weare Guil. Because I was thy Husband I stand heere Iane Our loues wee 〈◊〉 our selues but not our pride And shall our fathers faults our liues deuide Guil. It was my father that made thee distrest Iane O but for mine my Guilford had beene blest Guil. My Iane had beene as fortunate as faire Iane My Guilford free from this soule greeving care Guils: If wee bee guiltie t is no fault of ours And shall wee die for what 's not in our powers We sought no Kingdome we desired no Crowne It was imposde vpon vs by constraint Like goulden fruite hung on a barren Tree And will you count such forcement treacherie Then make the silver Thames As blacke as Sickts because it was constraind to beare the
flie to your manner there studdie for your saftie Nor: Boy thou saist well And since the Lords haue all reuolted from me My selfe will now reuolt against my selfe Call me a Herald to fill their emptie eares Assist me Sonne my good Lord Huntington Euen in this market Towne proclaime Queene Mary A trumpet soundes a parley the Herald proclaimes He. Mary by the grace of God Queene of England France and Ireland defendres of the Faith Amen Within a shoute and a flourish Nor: Amen I beare a part I with my tongue I doe not with my heart Now they can crie now they can baule and yell Base minded slaues sincke may your soules to hell Enter Maister Roose with Letters Roo My honored Lord the Counsell greetes you with these Letters Nor. Stay Maister Roose ere you depart receiue an answere and reward He readeth the Letter In the Soueraigne name of Mary our Queene You shal vppon the sight hereof Surcease your armes discharge your Souldiers And presently repaire vnto the Court Or else to be held as an Arch-Traitor No. T is short sharp Maister Roose we do obey your warrant but I pray tel mee how doth all our friendes at Court is there not a great mortalitie amongst them Is there not a number of them deade of late since I came thence Ro. My gratious Lord not any Nor. O maister Roose it cannot bee I will assure you At my departure thence I left liuing there at least Fiue hundred friendes and now I haue not one simply not one friendes ha ha ha Commission Thou must be my friend And stand betiwixt me and the stroake of death Were thy date out my liues date were but short They are colde friends that kils their friends in sport Am. Heere comes your honoured friend the Earle of Arundell Enter Arundell Nor. My honourd friend Arun I am no friend to Traitors in my moste high Princely Soueraignes name I doe arrest your honour of high Treason Nor: A Traitor Arundell haue I not your hand in my commission let me peruse it as I tak 't t is heere and by your warrant haue so strict proceeded Is the limits of my warrant broke answere me Arun. It may be that it hath pleased her Maiestie To pardon vs and for to punnish you I know no other reason this I must I am commounded and the act is Iust Nor: And I obey you when we parted last My Lord of Arundel our farwell was Better then our greeting now Then you cride God speede Now you come on me ere you say take heede Then you did owe me your best bloods nay green'd You could not spend them in my seruice O then it was a double death to stay behinde But I am ouertooke and you are kinde I am beshrew you else but I submit My crime is great and I must answere it Arun You must with your three Sons be guarded safe Vnto the Tower with you those Lords and Knights That in this faction did associate you For so I am inioyn'd Then peaciuely let vs conduct you thither Nor. O my Children my soule weepes endlesse teares for you O at the generall Sessions when all soules Stand at the bar of Iustice And hold vp their new immortalized handes O then let the remembrance of their tragick endes Be racd out of the bed-rowle of my sinnes When ere the black booke of my crime 's vnclaspt Let not these scarlet Letters be found there Of all the rest onely that page be cleere But come to my arraignement then to death The Queene and you haue long aim'd at this head If to my Children she sweet grace extend My soule hath peace and I imbrace my end Exeunt Enter the Duke of Suffolke Suff. Three daies are past Monday Tuesday and Wednesday too Yet my protesting seruant is not come Himselfe conducted me to this hard lodging A simple Cabin for so great a Prince And then he swore but oathes you see are vaine That he would hourely come and visite me I that was wont to surfeit in estate Am now through hunger almost desolate Enter Homes sweating with bottell and Bag. Hoom. My Lord Suff: Ned Homes speake hast thou brought me meate Hom: With much a doe my Lord meat bread wine While you refresh your selfe I will recorde The cause of my long stay Suff. I prethee doe neede bids me eate Neede bids me heare thee too Hom. The night I left you in the hollow tree My house was searched Suff, Goe on goe on Hom: And I no sooner entred but attached Threatned the Rack and if I did not yeeld Your gracious selfe into their gracelesse hands Suff: And thou hast don 't thou hast betraied me Hom. Done it o betraie you O noe First would I see my loued wife and Children Murdered and tos'd on speares before I would Deliuer your grace vnto their handes For they intend your death Suff: Goe on goe on Hom: and offer'd a thousand Crownes to him that can Bring newes of your abode t was offer'd in my hands Which I beseech may stop my Vitall breath When I am feede with golde to worke your death Enter Sheriffe and Officers Sher See yonder sits the Duke Suff: I kisse thee in requitall of this loue Hom: and in requitall of so great a grace I kisse your hand that dares to kisse my face She So Iudas kist his Maister ceaze the Duke Suff: Ah me Ned Homes we are vndone Both thou and I betraide She. My Lord late Duke of Suffolke in her highnesse name I doe arrest you of high Treason Suff: I doe obey and onely craue this kindnesse You would be good vnto my Seruant Homes Where in releeuing me hath but performde The duetie of a seruant to his Lord She. You are deceiu'd sir in your seruant much Hee is the man that did betray you Heere Maister Homes towards your thousand pounds Heere is a hundred markes Come to the Exchequer you shall haue the rest Suff: Hast thou betraide me yet with such a tongue so smoothly oilde slight of my dangers feare O break my heart this griefe 's too great to beare Ho: Pardon me my Lord Suff: God pardon thee and lay not to thy soule This greeuous sinne Farwell And when thou spendest this ill got golde Remember how thy Maisters life was solde Thy Lord that gaue thee Lordships made thee great Yet thou betraidst him as he sat at meate On to my graue t is time that I were dead When he that held my heart betraies my head Hom. O God O God that euer I was borne This deede hath made me slaue to abiect scorne Enter the Clowne Clo: O poore shrimpe how art thou falne away for want of mouching O Colen cries out most tirannically the little gut hath no mercie what 's heere vittailes O rare O good Feede chops drinke throate good victailes makes good blood Enter Homes with a Halter about his necke But stay whose heere more Sheriffes more searchers O no this is Homes