put to death Loren. Your Highness hath as little cause to trust The dangerous mighty Duke of Saxony You know you sought to banish him the Land And as for Cullen was not he the first That sent for Richard into Germany Alphon. What 's thy opinion of the other four Alphon. That Bohemie neither cares for one nor other But hopes this deadly strife between you twain Will cast th' Imperial Crown upon his head For Trier and Brandenberg I think of them As simple men that wish the common good And as for Mentz I need not censure him Richard hath chain'd him in a golden bond And sav'd his life from ignominious death Alphon. Let it suffice Lorenzo that I know When Churfurst Mentz was taken Prisoner By young victorious Otho Duke of Brunschweige That Richard Earl of Cornwall did disburse The ransome of a King a million To save his life and rid him out of bands That sum of gold did fill the Brunschweige bags But since my self have rain'd a golden shower Of bright Hungarian Ducates and Crusadoes Into the private Coffers of the Bishop The English Angels took their wings and fled My crosses bless his Coffers and plead for me His Voice is mine bought with ten tun of Gold And at the meeting of the seven Electors His Princely double-dealing holiness Will spoyl the English Emperour of hope But I refer these matter to the sequel Proceed Lorenzo forward to the next Loren. I 'm glad your grace hath dealt so cunningly With that victorious fickle minded Prelate for in election his voice is first but to the next 4. 'T is more safety for a Prince to be feared than loved Alphon. Love is an humour pleaseth him that loves Let me be hated so I please my self Love is an humour mild and changeable But fear er graves a reverence in the heart Loren. 5. To keep an usurped Crown a Prince must swear forswear poyson murder and commit all kind of villanies provided it be cunningly kept from the eye of the world Alphon. But my Lorenzo that 's the hardest point It is not for a Prince to execute Physicians and Apothecaries must know And service fear or Counsel-breaking bribes Will from a Peasant in an hour extort Enough to overthrow a Monarchy Loren. Therefore my Lord set down this sixt and last Article 6. Be alwaies jealous of him that knows your secrets And therefore it behooves you credit few And when you grow into the least suspect With silent cunning must you cut them off As for example Iulio Lentulus A most renowned Neapolitan Gave me this Box of poyson t' was not long But therewithall I sent him to his grave Alphon. And what 's the special vertue of the same Loren. That it is twenty days before it works Alphon. But what is this Loren. This an infection that kils suddainly This but a toy to cast a man asleep Alphon. How bing drunk Loren. No being smelt unto Alphon. Then smell Lorenzo I did break thy sleep And for this time this lecture shall suffice Loraen. What have you done my Lord y 'ave made me safe For stirring hence these four and twenty hours Alphon. I see this charms his senses sudainly How now Lorenzo half asleep already Aeneas Pilot by the God of dreams Was never lull'd into a sounder trance And now Alphonsus over-read thy notes He reads These are already at my fingers ends And lest the world should find this little Schedule Thus will I rend the text and after this On my behaviour set so fair a gloss That men shall take me for a Convertite But some may think I should forget my part And have been over rash in renting it To put them out of doubt I study sure I 'le make a backward repetition In being jealous of my Counsel keepers This is the poyson that kils sudainly So didst thou unto Iulius Lentulus And blood with blood must be requited thus Now am I safe and no man knows my Counsels Churfurst of Mentz if now thou play thy part Erning thy gold with cunning workmanship Upon the Bemish Kings ambition Richard shall shamefully fail of his hope And I with triumph keep my Emperie Exit Enter the King of Bohemia the Bishops of Mentz Collen Trier the Pallatine of the Rhein The Duke of Saxon The Marquess of Brandenburg Bohe. Churfursts and Princes of the Election Since by the adverse fortune of our age The sacred and Imperial Majesty Hath been usurp'd by open Tyranny We the seven Pillars of the German Empire To whom successively it doth belong To make election of our Emperours Are here assembled to unite a new Unto her former strength and glorious type Our half declining Roman Monarchy And in that hope I Henry King of Bohem Churfurst and Sewer to the Emperour Do take my seat next to the sacred throne Mentz Next seat belongs to Iulius Florius Archbishop of Mentz Chancelor of Germany By birth the Duke of fruitful Pomerland Pal. The next place in election longs to me George Cassimirus Palsgrave of the Rhein His Highness Taster and upon my knee I vow a pure sincere innated zeal Unto my Country and no wrested hate Or private love shall blind mine intellect Collen Brave Duke of Saxon Dutchlands greatest hope Stir now or never let the Spanish tyrant That hath dishonoured us murder'd our Friends And stain'd this seat with blood of innocents At last be chastis'd with the Saxon sword And may Albertus Archbishop of Collen Chancelor of Gallia and the fourth Elector Be thought unworthy of his place and birth But he assist thee to his utmost power Sax. Wisdom not words must be the soveraign salve To search and heal these grievous festred wounds And in that hope Augustus Duke of Saxon Arch-Marshall to the Emperour take my place Trier The like doth Frederick Arch-Bishop of Trier Duke of Lorrain Chancelour of Italie Bran. The seventh and last is Ioachim Carolus Marquess of Brandenburg overworn with age Whose Office is to be the Treasurer But Wars have made the Coffers like the Chair Peace bringeth plenty Wars bring poverty Grant Heauens this meeting may be to effect Establish Peace and cut off Tyrannie Enter the Empress Isabella King John's Daughter Empress Pardon my bold intrusion mighty Churfursts And let my words pierce deeply in your hearts O! I beseech you on my bended Knees I the poor miserable Empress A stranger in this Land unus'd to broyls Wife to the one and Sister to the other That are Competitors for Soveraignty All that I pray is make a quiet end Make Peace between my Husband and my Brother O think how grief doth stand on either side If either party chance to be miss My Husband is my Husband but my Brother My heart doth melt to think he should miscarry My Brother is my Brother but my Husband O how my joynts do shake fearing his wrong If both should dye in these uncertain broyls O me why do I live to think upon 't Bear with my interrupted speeches
the face Collen Your Holiness shall pardon me in this Had I the profit I would take the pains With shame enough your Grace may bring the message Mentz Thus am I wrong'd God knows unguiltily Brand. Then arm your countenance with innocency And boldly do the message to the Prince For no man else will be the messenger Mentz Why then I must since ther 's no remedy Exit Mentz Brand. If Heav'n that guides the hearts of mighty men Do calm the Winds of these great Potentates And make them like of this Arbitrament Sweet Peace will tryumph thorough Christendom And Germany shall bless this happy day Enter Alexander de Toledo the Page Alexand. O me most miserable O my dear Father Bohem. What means this passionate accent what art thou That sounds these acclamations in our ears Alex. Pardon me Princes I have lost a Father O me the name of Father kils my heart O! I shall never see my Father more H 'as tane his leave of me for age and age Collen What was thy Father Alex. Ah me I what was a not Noble Rich valiant well-belov'd of all The glory and the wisdom of his age Chief Secretary to the Emperour Collen Lorenzo de Toledo is he dead Alex. Dead ay me dead ay me my life is dead Strangely this night bereft of breath and sense And I poor I am comforted in nothing But that the Emperour laments with me As I exclame so he he rings his hands And makes me mad to see his Majesty Excruciate himself with endless sorrow Collen The happiest news that ever I did hear Thy Father was a villain murderer Witty not wise lov'd like a Scorpion Grown rich by the impoverishing of others The chiefest cause of all these mutinies And Caesar's tutor to all villanie Alex. None but an open lyar terms him so Col. What Boy so malepert Bohem. Good Collen bear with him it was his Father Dutch-land is blessed in Lorenzo's Death Brand. Did never live a viler minded man Exeunt Manet Alex. Alex. Nor King nor Churfurst should be privileg'd To call me Boy and rayl upon my Father Were I wehrsafflig but in Germany A man must be a Boy at 40. years And dares not draw his weapon at a Dog Till being soundly box'd about the ears His Lord and Master gird him with a sword The time will come I shall be made a man Till then I 'l pine with thought of dire revenge And live in Hell untill I take revenge ACT. II. Enter Alphonsus Richard Earl of Cornwall Mentz Trier Prince Edward Bohemia Collen Brandenburge Attendants and Pages with a sword Bohem. Behold here come the Princes hand in hand Pleas'd highly with the sentence as it seems Alphon. Princes and Pillars of the Monarchy We do admire your wisdoms in this cause And do accept the King of Bohemia As worthy partner in the Government Alas my Lords I flatly now confess I was alone too weak to underprop So great a burden as the Roman Empire And hope to make you all admire the course That we intend in this conjunction Richard That I was call'd from England with consent Of all the seven Electors to this place Your selves best know who wrote for me to come 'T was no ambition mov'd me to the journey But pitty of your half declining State Which being likely now to be repayr'd By the united force of these two Kings I rest content to see you satisfied Mentz Brave Earl wonder of Princely patience I hope your grace will not mis-think of me Who for your good and for the Empires best Bethought this means to set the world at Peace Edward No doubt this means might have been thought upon Although your Holiness had dy'd in Prison Mentz Peace peace young Prince you want experience Your Unckle knows what cares accompany And wait upon the Crowns of mightiest Kings And glad he is that he hath shak'd it off Edward Heark in your ear my Lord hear me one word Although it were more than a million Which these two Kings bestow'd upon your grace Mine Unckle Richards million sav'd your life Mentz Your were best to say your Vnckle brib'd me then Edward I do but say mine Vnckle sav'd your life You know Count Mansfield your fellow Prisoner Was by the Duke of Brunschwig put to death Mentz You are a Child my Lord your words are wind Edward You are a Fox my Lord and past a Child Bohem. My Lord of Cornwall your great forwardness Crossing the Seas with aid of Englishmen Is more than we can any way requite But this your admirable patience In being pleas'd with our election Deserves far more than thanks can satisfie In any thing command the Emperours Who live to honour Richard Earl of Cornwall Alpho. Our deeds shall make our Protestations good Mean while brave Princes let us leave this place And solace us with joy of this accord Enter Isabella the Empress Hedewick the Duke of Saxon's Daughter apparelled like Fortune drawn on a Globe with a Cup in her hand wherein are Bay leaves whereupon are written the lots A train of Ladies following with Musick Empress To gratulate this unexpected Peace This glorious league confirm'd against all hope Joyful Isabella doth present this shew Of Fortunes triumph as the custom is At Coronation of our Emperours If therefore every party be well pleas'd And stand content with this arbitriment Then daign to do as your Progenitors And draw in sequence Lots for Offices Alphon. This is an order here in Germany For Princes to disport themselves with all In sign their hearts so firmly are conjoyn'd That they will bear all fortunes equally And that the world may know I scorn no state Or course of life to do the Empire good I take my chance My Fortune is to be the Forrester Emp. If we want Venson either red or fallow Wild bore or bear you must be fin'd my Lord Bohem. The Emperour's Taster I Emp. Your Majesty hath been tasted to so oft That you have need of small instructions Richard I am the bowr Sister what is my charge Emp. Tyr'd like a Carter and a Clownish Bowr To bring a load of Wood into the Kitchin Now for my self Faith I am Chamber Maid I know my charge proceed unto the next Alphon. Prince Edward standeth melancholy still Please it your Grace my Lord to draw your lot Emp. Nephew you must be solemn with the sad And given to myrth in sportful Company The German Princes when they will be lusty Shake of all cares and Clowns and they are Fellows Edward Sweet Aunt I do not know the Country guise Yet would be glad to learn all fashions Since I am next good Fortune be my guide Brand. A most ingenuous countenance hath this Prince Worthy to be the King of England's Heir Edward Be it no disparagement to you my Lords I am your Emperour Alphon. Sound trumpets God save the Emperour Collen The world could never worse have fitted me I am not old enough to be the Cook
have rob'd him of his senses Like accident to this was never heard Rich. Break heart and dye flie hence my troubled spirit I am not able for to underbear The weight of sorrow which doth bruze my soul O Edward O sweet Edward O my life O noble Collen last of all my hopes The only friend in my extremities If thou doest love me as I know thou doest Unsheath thy sword and rid me of this sorrow Collen Away with abject thoughts fie Princely Richard Rowze up thy self and call thy senses home Shake of this base pusillanimitie And cast about to remedie these wrongs Richard Alas I see no means of remedie Collen The hearken to my Counsel and advice We will Intrench our selves not far from hence With those small pow'rs we have and send for more If they do make assault we will defend If violence be offer'd to the Prince We 'l rescue him with venture of our lives Let us with patience attend advantage Time may reveal the author of these treasons For why undoubtedly the sweet young Princess Fowly beguild by night with cunning shew Hath to some villain lost her Maiden-head Rich. O that I knew the foul incestuous wretch Thus would I tear him with my teeth and nails Had Saxon sense he would conceave so much And not revenge on guiltless Edwards life Collen Perswade your self he will be twice advis'd Before he offer wrong unto the Prince Rich. In that good hope I will have patience Come gentle Prince whose pitty to a stranger Is rare and admirable not to be spoken England cannot requite this gentleness Collen Tush talk not of requital let us go To fortifie our selves within our trench Exeunt Enter Alphonso carried in the Couch Saxony Mentz Tryer Brandenburg Alexander Alphon. O most excessive pain O raging Fire Is burning Cancer or the Scorpion Descended from the Heavenly Zodiack To parch mine Entrals with a quenchless flame Drink drink I say give drink or I shall dye Fill a thousand bowls of Wine Water I say Water from forth the cold Tartarian hils I feel th' ascending flame lick up my blood Mine Entrals shrink together like a scrowl Of burning parchment and my Marrow fries Bring hugie Cakes of Ice and Flakes of Snow That I may drink of them being dissolved Saxon. We do beseech your Majestie have patience Alphon. Had I but drunk an ordinary poyson The sight of thee great Duke of Saxony My friend in death in life my greatest foe Might both allay the venom and the torment But that adulterous Palsgrave and my Wife Upon whose life and soul I vengeance cry Gave me a mineral not to be digested Which burning eats and eating burns my heart My Lord of Tryer run to the King of Bohem Commend me to him ask him how he fares None but my self can rightly pitty him For none but we have sympathie of pains Tell him when he is dead my time 's not long And when I dye bid him prepare to follow Exit Tryer Now now it works a fresh are you my friends Then throw me on the cold swift running Rhyn And let me bath there for an hour or two I cannot bear this pain Mentz O would th' unpartial fates afflict on me These deadly pains and ease my Emperour How willing would I bear them for his sake Alphon. O Mentz I would not wish unto a Dog The least of thousand torments that afflict me Much less unto your Princely holiness See see my Lord of Mentz he points at you Mentz It is your fantasie and nothing else But were death here I would dispute with him And tell him to his teeth he doth unjustice To take your Majesty in the prime of youth Such wither'd rotten branches as my self Should first be lopt had he not partial hands And here I do protest upon my Knee I would as willingly now leave my life To save my King and Emperour alive As erst my Mother brought me to the world Brand. My Lord of Mentz this flattery is too gross A Prince of your experience and calling Should not so fondly call the Heavens to witness Mentz Think you my Lord I would not hold my word Brand. You know my Lord death is a bitter guest Mentz To ease his pain and save my Emperour I sweetly would embrace that bitterness Alex. If I were death I knew what I would do Mentz But see his Majesty is faln a sleep Ah me I fear it is a dying slumber Alphon. My Lord of Saxonie do you hear this jest Saxon. What should I hear my Lord Alphon. Do you not hear How loudly death proclames it in mine ears Swearing by trophies Tombs and deadmens Graves If I have any friend so dear to me That to excuse my life will lose his own I shall be presently restor'd to health Enter Tryer Mentz I would he durst make good his promises Alphon. My Lord of Tryer how fares my fellow Emperour Tryer. His Majesty is eas'd of all his pains Alphon. O happy news now have I hope of health Mentz My joyful heart doth spring within my bodie To hear those words Comfort your Majestie I will excuse you Or at the least will bear you Company Alphon. My hope is vain now now my heart will break My Lord of Tryer you did but flatter me Tell me the truth how fares his Majestie Tryer. I told your Highness eas'd of all his pain Alphon. I understand thee now he 's eas'd by death And now I feel an alteration Farewel sweet Lords farewel my Lord of Mentz The truest friend that ever earth did bear Live long in happiness to revenge my death Upon my Wife and all the English brood My Lord of Saxonie your Grace hath cause Mentz I dare thee death to take away my life Some charitable hand that loves his Prince And hath the heart draw forth his Sword and rid me of my life Alex. I love my Prince and have the heart to do it Mentz O stay a while Alex. Nay now it is to late Bran. Villain what hast thou done th' ast slain a Prince Alex. I did no more than he intreated me Alphon. How now what make I in my Couch so late Princes why stand you so gazing about me Or who is that lies slain before my face O I have wrong my soul was half in Heaven His holiness did know the joys above And therefore is ascended in my stead Come Princes let us bear the body hence I 'le spend a Million to embalm the same Let all the Bels within the Empire Ring Let Mass be said in every Church and Chappel And that I may perform my latest vow I will procure so much by Gold or friends That my sweet Mentz shall be Canonized And numbred in the Bed-role of the Saints I hope the Pope will not deny it me I 'le build a Church in honour of thy name Within the antient famous Citie Mentz Fairer than any one in Germany There shalt thou be interrd with Kingly Pomp Over thy Tomb
untrust my points uncas'd my self And in a moment slipt between the Sheets There lying in deep contemplation The Princess of her self drew neer to me Gave me her hand spake prettily in Dutch I know not what and kist me lovingly And as I shrank out of my luke warm place To make her room she clapt thrice with her feet And through a trap-door sunck out of my sight Knew I but her Confederates in the deed I say no more Empress Tush Cosin be content So many Lands so many fashions It is the German use be not impatient She will be so much welcomer to morrow Rich. Come Nephew we 'l be Bed-fellows to night Edward Nay if I find her not I 'le lye alone I have good hope to ferret out her Bed And so good night sweet Princess all at once Alphon. Godnight to all Marshal discharge the train Alex. To Bed to Bed the Marshal crys 't is time Exeunt Flourish Cornets Manent Saxon Richard Palsgrave Collen Empress Saxon. Now Princes it is time that we advise Now we are all fast in the Fowlers gin Not to escape his subtle snares alive Unless by force we break the Nets asunder When he begins to cavil and pick quarrels I will not trust him in the least degree Empress It may beseem me evill to mistrust My Lord and Emperour of so foul a fact But love unto his honour and your lives Makes me with tears intreat your Excellencies To fly with speed out of his dangerous reach His cloudy brow foretells a suddain storm Of blood not natural but prodigious Rich. The Castle gates are shut how should we fly But were they open I would lose my life E're I would leave my Nephew to the slaughter He and his Bride were sure to bear the brunt Saxon. Could I get out of doors I 'ld venture that And yet I hold their persons dear enough I would not doubt but e're the morning Sun Should half way run his course into the South To compass and begirt him in his Fort With Saxon lansknights and brunt-bearing Switzers Who lye in Ambuscado not far hence That he should come to Composition And with safe conduct bring into our tents Both Bride and Bridegroom and all other friends Empress My Chamber Window stands upon the Wall And thence with ease you may escape away Saxon. Prince Richard you will bear me Company Richard I will my Lord Saxon. And you Prince Pallatine Pals. The Spanish Tyrant hath me in suspect Of poysoning him I 'l therefore stay it out To fly upon 't were to accuse my self Empress If need require I 'le hide the Pallatine Untill to morrow if you stay no longer Saxon. If God be with us e're to morrow noon We 'll be with Ensigns spread before the Walls We leave dear pledges of our quick return Emp. May the Heavens prosper your just intents Exeunt Enter Alphonsus Alphon. This dangerous plot was happily overheard Here didst thou listen in a blessed howr Alexander where do'st thou hide thy self I 've sought thee in each Corner of the Court And now or never must thou play the man Alex. And now or never must your Highness stir Treason hath round encompassed your life Alphon. I have no leasure now to hear thy talk Seest thou this Key Alex. Intends your Majesty that I should steal into the Princes Chambers And sleeping stab them in their Beds to night That cannot be Alphon. Wilt thou not hear me speak Alex. The Prince of England Saxon and of Collen Are in the Empress Chamber privily Alphon. All this is nothing they would murder me I come not there to night seest thou this Key Alex. They mean to fly out at the Chamber Window And raise an Army to beseege your Grace Now may your Highness take them with the deed Alphon. The Prince of Wales I hope is none of them Alex. Him and his Bride by force they will recover Alphon. What makes the cursed Palsgrave of the Rhein Alex. Him hath the Empress taken to her charge And in her Closet means to hide him safe Alphon. To hide him in her Closet of bold deeds The dearest charge that e're she undertook Well let them bring their Complots to an end I 'le undermine to meet them in their works Alex. Will not your Grace surprize them e're they fly Alphon. No let them bring their purpose to effect I 'le fall upon them at my best advantage Seest thou this Key there take it Alexander Yet take it not unless thou be resolv'd Tush I am fond to make a doubt of thee Take it I say it doth command all Doors And will make open way to dire revenge Alex. I know not what your Majesty doth mean Alphon. Hie thee with speed into the inner Chamber Next to the Chappe and there shalt thou find The danty trembling Bride coutcht in her Bed Having beguil'd her Bridegroom of his hopes Taking her farewel of Virginity Which she to morrow night expects to lose By night all Cats are gray and in the dark She will imbrace thee for the Prince of Wales Thinking that he hath found her Chamber out Fall to thy business and make few words And having pleas'd thy senses with delight And fild thy beating vains with stealing joy Make thence agen before the break of day What strange events will follow this device We need not study on our foes shall find How now how standst thou hast thou not the heart Alex. Should I not have the heart to do this deed I were a Bastard villain and no man Her sweetness and the sweetness of revenge Tickles my senses in a double sense And so I wish your Majesty good night Alphon. God night sweet Venus prosper thy attempt Alex. Sweet Venus and grim Ate I implore Stand both of you to me auspicious Exit Alexander Alphon. It had been pitty of his Fathers life Whose death hath made him such a perfect villain What murder wrack and causeless enmity 'Twixt dearest friends that are my strongest foes Will follow suddainly upon this rape I hope to live to see and laugh thereat And yet this peece of practice is not all The King of Bohem though he little feel it Because in twenty hours it will not work Hath from my Knives point suck'd his deadly bane Whereof I will be least of all suspected For I will feign my self as sick as he And blind mine enemies eyes with deadly groans Upon the Palsgrave and mine Emperess Heavy suspect shall light to bruze their bones Though Saxon would not suffer him to taste The deadly potion provided for him He cannot save him from the Sword of Iustice When all the world shall think that like a villain He hath poyson'd two great Emperours with one draught That deed is done and by this time I hope The other is a doing Alexander I doubt it not will do it thorowly While these things are a brewing I 'l not sleep But sudainly break ope the Chamber doors And rush upon my Empress and the Palsgrave Holla
wher 's the Captain of the Guard Enter Captain and Souldiers Cap. What would your Majesty Alphon. Take six travants well arm'd and followe They break with violence into the Chamber and Alphonsu trayls the Empress by the hair Enter Alphonsus Empress Souldiers c. Alphon. Come forth thou damned Witch adulteror Whore Foul scandal to thy name thy sex thy blood Emp. O Emperour gentle Husband pitty me Alphon. Canst thou deny thou wert confederate With my arch enemies that sought my blood And like a Strumpet through thy Chamber Window Hast with thine own hands helpt to let them down With an intent that they should gather arms Besiege my Court and take away my life Emp. Ah my Alphonsus Alphon. Thy Alphonsus Whore Emp. O pierce my heart trail me not by my hair What I have done I did it for the best Alphon. So for the best advantage of thy lust Hast thou in secret Clytemnestra like Hid thy Aegestus thy adulterous love Emp. Heav'n be the record 'twixt my Lord and me How pure and sacred I do hold thy Bed Alphon. Art thou so impudent to bely the deed Is not the Palsgrave hidden in thy Chamber Empe. That I have hid the Palsgrave I confess But to no ill intent your conscience knows Alphon. Thy treasons murders incests sorceries Are all committed to a good intent Thou know'st he was my deadly enemy Emp. By this device I hop'd to make your friends Alphon. Then bring him forth we 'l reconcile our selves Emp. Should I betray so great a Prince's life Alphon. Thou holdst his life far dearer than thy Lords This very night hast thou betrayd my blood But thus and thus will I revenge my self And but thou speedily deliver him I 'le trail thee through the Kennels of the Street And cut the Nose from thy bewitching face And into England send thee like a Strumpet Emp. Pull every hair from off my head Drag me at Horses tayls cut off my nose My Princely tongue shall not betray a Prince Alphon. That will I try Emp. O Heav'n revenge my shame Enter Palsgrave Pal. Is Caesar now become a torturer A Hangman of his Wife turn'd murderer Here is the Pallatine what wouldst thou more Alphon. Upon him Souldiers strike him to the ground Emp. Ah Souldiers spare the Princely Pallatine Alphon. Down with the damn'd adulterous murderer Kill him I say his blood be on my head They kill the Pallatine Run to the Tow'r and Ring the Larum Bell That fore the world I may excuse my self And tell the reason of this bloody deed Enter Edward in his night gown and shirt Edw. How now what means this sudain strange Allarm What wretched dame is this with blubbered cheeks And rent dishevel'd hair Emp. O my dear Nephew Fly fly the Shambles for thy turn is next Edward What my Imperial Aunt then break my heart Alphon. Brave Prince be still as I am nobly born There is no ill intended to thy person Enter Mentz Tryer Branden Bohem. Mentz Where is my Page bring me my two hand Sword Tryer. What is the matter is the Court a fire Bran. Whos 's that the Emperour with his weapon drawn Bohem. Though deadly sick yet am I forc'd to rise To know the reason of this hurley burley Alphon. Princes be silent I will tell the cause Though sudainly a grining at my heart Forbids my tongue his wanted course of speech See you this Harlot traytress to my life See you this murderer stain to mine honour These twain I found together in my Bed Shamefully committing lewd Adultery And hainously conspiring all your deaths I mean your deaths that are not dead already As for the King of Boheme and my self We are not of this world we have our transports Giv'n in the bowl by this adulterous Prince And least the poyson work too strong with me Before that I have warnd you of your harms I will be brief in the relation That he hath staind my Bed these eyes have seen That he hath murder'd two Imperial Kings Our speedy deaths will be too sudain proof That he and she have bought and sold your lives To Saxon Collen and the English Prince Their Ensigns spread before the Walls to morrow Will all too sudainly bid you defiance Now tell me Princes have I not just cause To slay the murderer of so many souls And have not all cause to applaud the deed More would I utter but the poysons force Forbids my speech you can conceive the rest Bohem. Your Majesty reach me your dying hand With thousand thanks for this so just revenge O how the poysons force begins to work Mentz The world may pitty and applaud the deed Brand. Did never age bring forth such hainous acts Edward My senses are confounded and amaz'd Emp. The God of Heav'n knows my unguiltiness Enter Messenger Mes. Arm arm my Lords we have descry'd a far An Army of ten thousand men at arms Alphon. Some run unto the Walls some draw up the Sluce Some speedily let the Purculless down Mentz Now may we see the Emperours words are true To prison with the wicked murderous Whore Exeunt ACT. IV. Enter Saxon and Richard with Souldiers Saxon. My Lord of Cornwall let us march before To speedy rescue of our dearest friends The rereward with the armed Legions Committed to the Prince of Collen's charge Cannot so lightly pass the mountain tops Richard Let 's summon sudainly unto a Parly I do not doubt but e're we need their helps Collen with all his forces will be here Enter Collen with Drums and an Army Richard Your Holiness hath made good hast to day And like a beaten Souldier lead your troops Collen In time of peace I am an Arch-Bishop And like a Church-man can both sing and say But when the innocent do suffer wrong I cast my rocket off upon the Altar And like a Prince betake my self to arms Enter above Mentz Tryer and Brandeburg Mentz Great Prince of Saxonie what mean these arms Richard of Cornwall what may this intend Brother of Collen no more Churchman now Instead of Miter and a Crossier Staff Have you betane you to your Helm and Targe Were you so merry yesterday as friends Cloaking your treason in your Clowns attire Saxon. Mentz we return the traytor in thy face To save our lives and to release our friends Out of the Spaniards deadly trapping Snares Without intent of ill this power is rais'd Therefore grave Prince Marquess of Brandenburg My loving Cosin as indifferent Judge To you an aged Peace-maker we speak Deliver with safe conduct in our tents Prince Edward and his Bride the Pallatine With every one of high or low degree That are suspicious of the King of Spain So shall you see that in the self same howr We marched to the Walls with colours spread We will cashier our troups and part good friends Brand. Alas my Lord crave you the Pallatine Rich. If craving will not serve we will command Brand. Ah me since your departure good my Lords Strange accidents