more I think vpon our last accord The more I greeue your suddaine parting hence First lawes of friendship did confirme our peace Now both the seale of faith and marriage bed The name of father and the style of friend These force in me affection full confirmd So that I greeue and this my heartie griefe The heauens record the world may witnesse well To loose your presence who are now to me A father brother and a vowed friend K. of Eng. Link all these louely stiles good king in one And since thy griefe exceeds in my depart I leaue my Dorithea to enioy thy whole compact Loues and plighted vowes Brother of Scotland this is my ioy my life Her fathers honour and her Countries hope Her mothers comfort and her husbands blisse I tell thee king in louing of my Doll Thou bindst her fathers heart and all his friends In bands of loue that death cannot dissolue K. of Scots Nor can her father loue her like to me My liues light and the comfort of my soule Faire Dorithea that wast Englands pride Welcome to Scotland and in signe of loue Lo I inuest thee with the Scottish Crowne Nobles and Ladies stoupe vnto your Queene And Trumpets sound that Heralds may proclaime Faire Dorithea peerlesse Queene of Scots All Long liue and prosper our faire Q. of Scots Enstall and Crowne her Dor. Thanks to the king of kings for my dignity Thanks to my father that prouides so carefully Thanks to my Lord and husband for this honor And thanks to all that loue their King and me All Long liue faire Dorithea our true Queene K. of E. Long shine the sun of Scotland in her pride Her fathers comfort and faire Scotlands Bride But Dorithea since I must depart And leaue thee from thy tender mothers charge Let me aduise my louely daughter first What best befits her in a forraine land Liue Doll for many eyes shall looke on thee Haue care of honor and the present state For she that steps to height of Maiestie Is euen the marke whereat the enemy aimes Thy vertues shall be construed to vice Thine affable discourse to abiect minde If coy detracting tongues will call thee proud Be therefore warie in this slippery state Honour thy husband loue him as thy life Make choyce of friends as Eagles of their yoong Who sooth no vice who flatter not for gaine But loue such friends as do the truth maintaine Thinke on these lessons when thou art alone And thou shalt liue in health when I am gone Dor. I will engraue these preceps in my heart And as the wind with calmnesse woes you hence Euen so I wish the heauens in all mishaps May blesse my father with continuall grace K. of E. Then son farwell the fauouring windes inuites vs to Long circumstance in taking princely leaues Is more officious then conuenient Brother of Scotland loue me in my childe You greet me well if so you will her good K. of Sc. Then louely Doll and all that fauor me Attend to see our English friends at sea Let all their charge depend vpon my purse They are our neighbors by whose kind accord We dare attempt the proudest Potentate Onely faire Countesse and your daughter stay With you I haue some other thing to say Exeunt all saue the King the Countesse Ida Ateukin in all royaltie K. of S. So let them tryumph that haue cause to ioy But wretched King thy nuptiall knot is death Thy Bride the breeder of thy Countries ill For thy false heart dissenting from thy hand Misled by loue hast made another choyce Another choyce euen when thou vowdst thy soule To Dorithea Englands choysest pride O then thy wandring eyes bewitcht thy heart Euen in the Chappell did thy fancie change When periur'd man though faire Doll had thy hand The Scottish Idaes bewtie stale thy heart Yet feare and loue hath tyde thy readie tongue From blabbing forth the passions of thy minde Lest fearefull silence haue in suttle lookes Bewrayd the treason of my new vowd loue Be faire and louely Doll but here 's the prize That lodgeth here and entred through mine eyes Yet how so ere I loue I must be wise Now louely Countesse what reward or grace May I imploy on you for this your zeale And humble honors done vs in our Court In entertainment of the English King Countesse It was of dutie Prince that I haue done And what in fauour may content me most Is that it please your grace to giue me leaue For to returne vnto my Countrey home K. of Scots But louely Ida is your mind the same Ida. I count of Court my Lord as wise men do T is fit for those that knowes what longs thereto Each person to his place the wise to Art The Cobler to his clout the Swaine to Cart K. of Sc. But Ida you are faire and bewtie shines And seemeth best where pomp her pride refines Ida. If bewtie as I know there 's none in me Were sworne my loue and I his life should be The farther from the Court I were remoued The more I thinke of heauen I were beloued K. of Scots And why Ida. Because the Court is counted Venus net Where gifts and vowes for stales are often set None be she chaste as Vesta but shall meete A curious toong to charme her eares with sweet K. of Scots Why Ida then I see you set at naught The force of loue Ida. In sooth this is my thoght most gratious king That they that little proue Are mickle blest from bitter sweets of loue And wee le I wot I heard a shepheard sing That like a Bee Loue hath a little sting He lurkes in flowres he pearcheth on the trees He on Kings pillowes bends his prettie knees The Boy is blinde but when he will not spie He hath a leaden foote and wings to flie Beshrow me yet for all these strange effects If I would like the Lad that so infects K. of Scots Rare wit fair face what hart could more desire But Doll is faire and doth concerne thee neere Let Doll be faire she is wonne but I must woe And win faire Ida there 's some choyce in two But Ida thou art coy Ida. And why dread King K. of Scots In that you will dispraise so sweet A thing as loue had I my wish Ida. What then K. of Scots Then would I place his arrow here His bewtie in that face Ida. And were Apollo moued and rulde by me His wisedome should be yours and mine his tree K. of Scots But here returnes our traine Welcome faire Doll how fares our father is he shipt and gone Enters the traine backe Dor. My royall father is both shipt and gone God and faire winds direct him to his home K. of Sc. Amen say I wold thou wert with him too Then might I haue a fitter time to woo But Countesse you would be gone therfore farwell Yet Ida if thou wilt stay thou behind To accompany my Queene But if thou like
ritchest store Ida. Yet would I might I chuse be honest poore For she that sits at fortunes feete alowe Is sure she shall not taste a further woe But those that prancke one top of fortunes ball Still feare a change and fearing catch a fall Count Tut foolish maide each one contemneth need Ida. Good reasō why they know not good indeed Count Many marrie then on whom distresse doth loure Ida. Yes they that vertue deeme an honest dowre Madame by right this world I may compare Vnto my worke wherein with heedfull care The heauenly workeman plants with curious hand As I with needle drawe each thing one land Euen as hee list some men like to the Rose Are fashioned fresh some in their stalkes do close And borne do suddaine die some are but weeds And yet from them a secret good proceeds I with my needle if I please may blot The fairest rose within my cambricke plot God with a becke can change each worldly thing The poore to earth the begger to the king What then hath man wherein hee well may boast Since by a becke he liues a louer is lost Enter Eustace with letters Count Peace Ida heere are straungers neare at hand Eust. Madame God speed Count I thanke you gentle squire Eust. The countrie Countesse of Northumberland Doth greete you well and hath requested mee To bring these letters to your Ladiship He carries the letter Count I thanke her honour and your selfe my friend Shee receiues and peruseth them I see she meanes you good braue Gentleman Daughter the Ladie Elinor salutes Your selfe as well as mee then for her sake T' were good you entertaind that Courtiour well Ida. As much salute as may become my sex And hee in vertue can vouchsafe to thinke I yeeld him for the courteous Countesse sake Good sir sit downe my mother heere and I Count time mispent an endlesse vanitie Eust. Beyond report the wit the faire the shape What worke you heere faire Mistresse may I see it Id. Good Sir looke on how like you this compact Eust. Me thinks in this I see true loue in act The Woodbines with their leaues do sweetly spred The Roses blushing prancke them in their red No flower but boasts the beauties of the spring This bird hath life indeed if it could sing What meanes faire Mistres had you in this worke Ida. My needle sir Eust. In needles then there lurkes Some hidden grace I deeme beyond my reach Id. Not grace in thē good sir but those that teach Eust. Say that your needle now were Cupids sting But ah her eie must bee no lesse In which is heauen and heauenlinesse In which the foode of God is shut Whose powers the purest mindes do glut Ida. What if it were Eust. Then see a wondrous thing I feare mee you would paint in Teneus heart Affection in his power and chiefest parts Ida. Good Lord sir no for hearts but pricked soft Are wounded sore for so I heare it oft Eust. what recks the second Where but your happy eye May make him liue whom Ioue hath iudgd to die Ida. Should life death within this needle lurke I le pricke no hearts I le pricke vpon my worke Enter Ateuken with Slipper the Clowne Cous. Peace Ida I perceiue the fox at hand Eust. The fox why fetch your hounds chace him hence Count Oh sir these great men barke at small offence Ateu. Come will it please you to enter gentle sir Offer to exeunt Stay courteous Ladies fauour me so much As to discourse a word or two apart Count Good sir my daughter learnes this rule of mee To shun resort and straungers companie For some are shifting mates that carrie letters Some such as you too good because our betters Slip. Now I pray you sir what a kin are you to a pickrell Ateu. Why knaue Slip. By my troth sir because I neuer knew a proper scituation fellow of your pitch fitter to swallow a gudgin Ateu. What meanst thou by this Slip. Shifting fellow sir these be thy words shifting fellow This Gentlewoman I feare me knew your bringing vp Ateu. How so Slip. Why sir your father was a Miller That could shift for a pecke of grist in a bushell And you a faire spoken Gentleman that can get more land by a lye then an honest man by his readie mony Ateu. Catiue what sayest thou Slip. I say sir that if shee call you shifting knaue You shall not put her to the proofe Ateu. And why Slip. Because sir liuing by your wit as you doo shifting is your letters pattents it were a hard matter for mee to get my dinner that day wherein my Maister had not solde a dozen of deuices a case of cogges and a shute of shifts in the morning I speak this in your commendation sir I pray you so take it Ateu. If I liue knaue I will bee reuenged what Gentleman would entertaine a rascall thus to derogate from his honour Ida. My Lord why are you thus impatient Ateu. Not angrie Ida but I teach this knaue How to behaue himselfe among his betters Behold faire Countesse to assure your stay I heere present the signet of the king Who now by mee faire Ida doth salute you And since in secret I haue certaine things In his behalfe good Madame to impart I craue your daughter to discourse a part Count Shee shall in humble dutie bee addrest To do his Highnesse will in what shee may Id. Now gentle sir what would his grace with me Ateu. Faire comely Nimph the beautie of your face Sufficient to bewitch the heauenly powers Hath wrought so much in him that now of late Hee findes himselfe made captiue vnto loue And though his power and Maiestie requires A straight commaund before an humble sute Yet hee his mightinesse doth so abase As to intreat your fauour honest maid Ida. Is hee not married sir vnto our Queen Ateu. Hee is Ida. And are not they by God accurst That seuer them whom hee hath knit in one Ateu. They bee what then wee seeke not to displace The Princesse from her seate but since by loue The king is made your owne shee is resolude In priuate to accept your dalliance In spight of warre watch or worldly eye Ida. Oh how hee talkes as if hee should not die As if that God in iustice once could winke Vpon that fault I am a sham'd to thinke Ateu. Tut Mistresse man at first was born to erre Women are all not formed to bee Saints T is impious for to kill our natiue king Whom by a little fauour wee may saue Ida. Better then liue vnchaste to liue in graue Ateu. Hee shall erect your state wed you well Ida. But can his warrant keep my soule from hell Ateu. He will inforce if you resist his sute Id. What tho the world may shame to him account To bee a king of men and worldly pelfe Ateu. Yet hath to power no rule and guide himselfe I know you gentle Ladie and the care
amend and I will loue him still Shou'd we disdaine our vines because they sprout Before their time or young men if they straine Beyōd their reach no vines that bloome and spread Do promise fruites and young men that are wilde In age growe wise my freendes and Scottish Peeres If that an English Princesse may preuaile Stay stay with him lo how my zealous prayer Is plead with teares fie Peeres will you hence S. And. Madam t is vertue in your grace to plead But we that see his vaine vntoward course Cannot but flie the fire before it burne And shun the Court before we see his fall Doro. Wil you not stay they Lordings fare you well Tho you forsake your King the heauens I hope Will fauour him through mine incessant prayer Dwar. Content you Madam thus old Ouid sings T is foolish to bewaile recurelesse things Dorothea Peace Dwarffe these words my patience moue Dwar. All tho you charme my speech charme not my loue Exeunt Nano Dorothea Enter the King of Scots Arius the nobles spying him returnes K. of S. Douglas how now why changest thou thy cheere Dougl. My priuate troubles are so great my liege As I must craue your licence for a while For to intend mine owne affaires at home Exit King You may depart but why is Morton sad Mor. The like occasion doth import me too So I desire your grace to giue me leaue K. of S. Well sir you may betake you to your ease When such grim syrs are gone I see no let To worke my will S. Atten. What like the Eagle then With often flight wilt thou thy feathers loose O King canst thou indure to see thy Court Of finest wits and Iudgements dispossest Whilst cloking craft with soothing climbes so high As each bewailes ambition is so bad Thy father left thee with estate and Crowne A learned councell to direct thy Court These carelessie O King thou castest off To entertaine a traine of Sicophants Thou well mai'st see although thou wilt not see That euery eye and eare both sees and heares The certaine signes of thine inconstinence Thou art alyed vnto the English King By marriage a happie friend indeed If vsed well if not a mightie foe Thinketh your grace he can indure and brooke To haue a partner in his daughters loue Thinketh your grace the grudge of priuie wrongs Will not procure him chaunge his smiles to threats Oh be not blinde to good call home your Lordes Displace these flattering Gnatoes driue them hence Loue and with kindnesse take your wedlocke wife Or else which God forbid I feare a change Sinne cannot thriue in courts without a plague K. of S. Go pack thou too vnles thou mēd thy talk On paine of death proud Bishop get you gone Vnlesse you headlesse mean to hoppe away 8. Atten. Thou god of heauē preuent my countries fall Exeunt K. of S. These staies and lets to pleasure plague my thoughts Forcing my greeuous wounds a new to bleed But care that hath transported me so farre Faire Ida is disperst in thought of thee Whose answere yeeldes me life or breeds my death Yond comes the messenger of weale or woe Enter Gnate Ateukin What newes Ateu. The adament o King will not be filde But by it selfe and beautie that exceeds By some exeeding fauour must be wrought Ida is coy as yet and doth repine Obiecting marriage honour feare and death Shee 's holy wise and too precise for me K. of S. Are these thy fruites of wits thy sight in Art Thine eloquence thy pollicie thy drift To mocke thy Prince thē catiue packe thee hence Art And let me die deuoured in my loue Ateu. Good Lord how rage gainsayeth reasons power My deare my gracious and beloued Prince The essence of my sute my God on earth Sit downe and rest your selfe appease your wrath Least with a frowne yee wound me to the death Oh that I were included in my graue That eyther now to saue my Princes life Must counsell crueltie or loose my King K. of S. Why sirrha is there meanes to mooue her minde Ateu. Oh should I not offend my royall liege K. of S. Tell all spare nought so I may gaine my loue Ateu. Alasse my soule why art thou torne in twaine For feare thou talke a thing that should displease K. of S. Tur speake what so thou wilt I pardon thee Ateu. How kinde a word how courteous is his grace Who would not die to succour such a king My liege this louely mayde of modest minde Could well incline to loue but that shee feares Faire Dorotheas power your grace doth know Your wedlocke is a mightie let to loue Were Ida sure to bee your wedded wife That then the twig would bowe you might command Ladies loue presents pompe and high estate K. of S. Ah Ateukin how shuld we display this let Ateu. Tut mightie Prince oh that I might bee whist K. of S. Why dalliest thou Ateu. I will not mooue my Prince I will preferre his safetie before my life Heare mee ô king t is Dorotheas death Must do you good K. of S. What murther of my Queene Yet to enioy my loue what is my Queene Oh but my vowe and promise to my Queene I but my hope to gaine a fairer Queene With how contrarious thoughts am I with drawne Why linger I twixt hope and doubtfull feare If Dorothe die will Ida loue Ateu. Shee will my Lord K. of S. Then let her die Deuise aduise the meanes Al likes me wel that lends me hope in loue Ateu. What will your grace consent then let mee worke There 's heere in Court a Frenchman Iaques calde A fit performer of our enterprise Whom I by gifts and promise will corrupt To slaye the Queene so that your grace will seale A warrant for the man to saue his life K. of S. Nought shall he want write thou and I wil signe And gentle Gnato if my Ida yeelde Thou shalt haue what thou wilt I le giue the straight A Barrony an Earledome for reward Ateu. Frolicke young king the Lasse shall bee your owne I le make her blyth and wanton by my wit Exeunt Enter Bohan with Obiron 3. Act Boh. So Oberon now it beginnes to worke in kinde The auncient Lords by leauing him aliue Disliking of his humors and respight Le ts him run headlong till his flatterers Sweeting his thoughts of lucklesse lust With vile perswations and alluring words Makes him make way by murther to his will Iudge faire king hast heard a greater ill Ober. Nor send more vertue in a countrie mayd I tell the Bohan it doth make me merrie To thinke the deeds the king meanes to performe Boha. To change that humour stand and see the rest I trow my sonne Slipper will shewes a iest Enter Slipper with a companion bog or wench dauncing a hornpipe and daunce out againe Boha. Now after this beguiling of our thoughts And changing them from sad to better glee Le ts to our sell and sit and
forsworne I practis'd Dorotheas haplesse death And by this practise haue commenst a warre Oh cursed race of men that traficque guile And in the end themselues and kings beguile A shamde to looke vpon my Prince againe A shamde of my suggestions and aduise A shamde of life a shamde that I haue erde I le hide my selfe expecting for my shame Thus God doth worke with those that purchase fame By flattery and make their Prince their gaine Exeunt Enter the King of England Lord Percey Samles and others Arius Thus farre the English Peeres haue we displayde Our wauing Ensignes with a happy warre Thus neerely hath our furious rage reuengde My daughters death vpon the traiterous Scot And now before Dambar our campe is pitcht Which if it yeeld not to our compremise The place shall furrow where the pallace stood And furie shall enuy so high a power That mercie shall bee bannisht from our swords Doug. What seekes the English King Arius Scot open those gates and let me enter in Submit thy selfe and thine vnto my grace Or I will put each mothers sonne to death And lay this Cittie leuell with the ground Doug. For what offence for what default of ours Art thou incenst so sore against our state Can generous hearts in nature bee so sterne To pray on those that neuer did offend What tho the Lyon king of brutish race Through outrage sinne shall lambes be therefore slaine Or is it lawfull that the humble die Because the mightie do gainsay the right O English King thou bearest in thy brest The King of beasts that harmes not yeelding ones The Roseall crosse is spred within thy field A signe of peace not of reuenging warre Be gracious then vnto this little towne And tho we haue withstood thee for a while To shew alleageance to our liefest liege Yet since wee know no hope of any helpe Take vs to mercie for wee yeeld our selues Ari. What shall I enter then and be your Lord Doug. We will submit vs to the English king They descend downe open the gates and humble them Arius Now life and death dependeth on my sword This hand now reard my Douglas if I list Could part thy head and shoulders both in twaine But since I see thee wise and olde in yeares True to thy king and faithfull in his warres Liue thou and thine Dambar is too too small To giue an entrance to the English king I Eaglelike disdaine these little foules And looke on none but those that dare resist Enter your towne as those that liue by me For others that resist kill forrage spoyle Mine English souldiers as you loue your king Reuenge his daughters death and do me right Exeunt Enter the Lawyer the Merchant and the Diuine Lawyer My friends what thinke you of this present state Were euer seene such changes in a time The manners and the fashions of this age Are like the Ermine skinne so full of spots As soone may the Moore bee washed white Then these corruptions bannisht from this Realme Merch. What sees mas Lawyer in this state amisse Law A wresting power that makes a nose of wax Of grounded lawe a damde and subtile drift In all estates to clime by others losse An eager thrift of wealth forgetting trueth Might I ascend vnto the highest states And by discent discouer euery crime My friends I should lament and you would greeue To see the haplesse ruines of this Realme Diu. O Lawyer thou haste curious eyes to prie Into the secrets maimes of their estate But if thy vaile of error were vnmaskt Thy selfe should see your sect do maime her most Are you not those that should maintaine the peace Yet onely are the patrones of our strife If your profession haue his ground and spring First from the lawes of God then countriees right Not any waies inuerting natures power Why thriue you by contentions Why deuise you Clawses and subtile reasons to except Our state was first before you grew so great A Lanterne to the world for vnitie Now they that are befriended and are rich Or presse the poore come Homer without quoine He is not heard What shall we terme this drift To say the poore mans cause is good and iust And yet the rich man gaines the best in lawe It is your guise the more the world laments To quoine Prouisoes to beguile your lawes To make a gay pretext of due proceeding When you delay your common pleas for yeares Mark what these dealings lately here haue wroght The craftie men haue purchaste greatmens lands They powle they pinch their tennants are vndone If these complaine by you they are vndone You fleese them of their quoine their children beg And many want because you may bee rich This scarre is mightie maister Lawyer Now man hath gotten head within this land Marke but the guise the poore man that is wrongd Is readie to rebell hee spoyles he pilles We need no foes to forrage that wee haue The lawe say they in peace consumed vs And now in warre wee will consume the lawe Looke to this mischiefe Lawyers conscience knowes You liue amisse amend it least you end Law Good Lord that their Diuines should see so farre In others faults without amending theirs Sir sir the generall defaults in state If you would read before you did correct Are by a hidden working from aboue By their successiue changes still remainde Were not the lawe by contraries maintainde How could the trueth from falsehood be discernde Did wee not tast the bitternesse of warre How could wee knowe the sweet effects of peace Did wee not feele the nipping winter frostes How should we know the sweetnesse of the spring Should all things still remaine in one estate Should not in greatest arts some scarres be found Were all vpright and changd what world were this A Chaos made of quiet yet no world Because the parts there of did still accord This matter craues a variance not a speech But sir Diuine to you looke on your maimes Diuisions sects your summonies and bribes Your cloaking with the great for feare to fall You shall perceiue you are the cause of all Did each man know there were a storme at hand Who would not cloath him well to shun the wet Did Prince and Peere the Lawyer and the least Know what were sinne without a partiall glose Wee need no long discouery then of crimes For each would mend aduis'de by holy men Thus but slightly shadow out your sinnes But if they were depainted out for life Alasse wee both had wounds inough to heale Merch. None of you both I see but are in fault Thus simple men as I do swallow flies This graue Diuine can tell vs what to do But wee may say Phisitian mend thy selfe This Lawyer hath a pregnant wit to talke But all are words I see no deeds of woorth Law Good Merchant lay your fingers on your mouth Be not a blab for feare you bite your selfe What should I terme your state but euen the
begon Enter arownd or some daunce at Pleasure Ober. Bohan be pleasd for do they what they will Heere is my hand I le saue thy son from ill Exit Actus Quintus Schena Prima Enter the Queene in a nightgowne Ladie Anderson and Nano La. And. My gentle friend beware in taking aire Your walkes growe not offensiue to your woundes Do. Madame I thank you of your courteous care My wounds are well nigh clos'd tho sore they are L. And. Me thinks these closed wounds should breed more griefe Since open wounds haue cure and find reliefe Dor. Madame if vndiscouered wounds you meane They are not curde because they are not seene L. And. I meane the woundes which do the heart subdue Nano Oh that is loue Madame speake I not true Ladie Anderson ouerheares La. And. Say it were true what salue for such a sore Nano Be wise and shut such neighbours out of dore La. And. How if I cannot driue him from my brest Nano Then chaine him well and let him do his best S. Cutb. In ripping vp their wounds I see their wit But if these woundes be cured I sorrow it Doro. Why are you so intentiue to behold My pale and wofull lookes by care controld La. And. Because in them a readie way is found To cure my care and heale my hidden wound Nano Good Maister shut your eyes keepe that conceit Surgeons giue Quoine to get a good receit Doro. Peace wanton son this Ladie did amend My woundes mine eyes her hidden griefe shall end Looke not too much it is a waightie case Nano Where as a man puts on a maidens face For many times if Ladies weare them not A nine moneths wound with little worke is got S. Cutb. I le breake off their dispute least loue proceed From couert smiles to perfect loue indeed Nano The cats abroad stirre not the mice bee still L. And. Tut wee can she such cats when so we will S. Cutb. How fares my guest take cheare nought shall default That eyther doth concerne your health or ioy Vse me my house and what is mine is yours Doro. Thankes gentle knight and if all hopes be true I hope ere long to do as much for you S. Cutb. Your vertue doth acquite me of that doubt But courteous sit since troubles calles me hence I must to Edenbourg vnto the king There to take charge and waight him in his warres Meane while good Madame take this squire in charge And vse him so as if it were my selfe L. And. Sir Cutbert doubt not of my dilligence Meane while till your returne God send you health Doro: God blesse his grace and if his cause be iust Prosper his warres if not hee 'l mend I trust Good sir what mooues the king to fall to armes S. Cutb. The king of England forrageth his land And hath besieged Dambar with mightie force What other newes are common in the Court Reade you these letters Madame tell the squire The whole affaires of state for I must hence Exit Doro. God prosper you and bring you backe from thence Madame what newes La. And. They say the Queene is slaine Doro. Tut such reports more false then trueth containe L. And. but these reports haue made his Nobles leaue him Doro. Ah carelesse men and would they so deceiue him La. And. The land is spoylde the commons fear the crosse All crie against the king their cause of losse The English king subdues and conquers all Doro, Ah lasse this warre growes great on causes small L. And. Our Court is desolate our Prince alone Still dreading death Doro. Woes me for him I moane Helpe now helpe a suddaine qualme Assayles my heart Nano Good Madame stand her friend Giue vs some licor to refresh her heart L. And. Daw thou her vp ande I will fetch thee foorth Potions of comfort to represse her paine Exit Nano Fie Princesse faint on euery fond report How well nigh had you opened your estate Couer these sorrowes with the vaile of ioy And hope the best for why this warre will cause A great repentance in your husbands minde Doro. Ah Nano trees liue not without their sap And Clitia cannot blush but on the sunne The thirstie earth is broke with many a gap And lands are leane where riuers do not runne Where soule is reft from that it loueth best How can it thriue or boast of quiet rest Thou knowest the Princes losse must be my death His griefe my griefe his mischiefe must be mine Oh if thou loue me Nano high to court Tell Rosse tell Bartram that I am aliue Conceale thou yet the place of my aboade Will them euen as they loue their Queene As they are charie of my soule and ioy To guard the King to serue him as my Lord Haste thee good Nana for my husbands care Consumeth mee and wounds mee to the heart Nano Madame I go yet loth to leaue you heere Exeunt Dor. Go thou with speed euen as thou holdst me deare Returne in haste Enter Ladie Anderson L. An. Now sir what cheare come tast this broth I bring Doro. My griefe is past I feele no further sting L. And. Where is your dwarfe Why hath hee left you sir Doro. For some affaires hee is not traueld farre L. And. If so you please come in and take your rest Doro. Feare keepes awake a discontented brest Exeunt After a solemne seruice enter from the widdowes house a seruice musical songs of marriages or a maske or what prettie triumph you list to them Ateukin and Gnato Ate. What means this triumph frend why are these feasts Serui. Faire Ida sir was marryed yesterday Vnto sir Eustace and for that intent Wee feast and sport it thus to honour them And if you please come in and take your part My Ladie is no niggard of her cheare Exit Iaq. Monsigneur why be you so sadda fette bon chere fontre de ce monde Ateu. What was I borne to bee the scorne of kinne To gather feathers like to a hopper crowe And loose them in the height of all my pompe Accursed man now is my credite lost Where is my vowes I made vnto the king What shall become of mee if hee shall heare That I haue causde him kill a vertuous Queene And hope in vaine for that which now is lost Where shall I hide my head I knowe the heauens Are iust and will reuenge I know my sinnes Exceede compare should I proceed in this This Eustace must a man be made away Oh were I dead how happy should I bee Iaq. Est ce donque a tell poynt vostre estat faith then adeiu Scotland adeiu Signior Ateukin me will homa to France and no be hanged in a strange country Exit Ateu. Thou doest me good to leaue me thus alone That galling griefe and I may yoake in one Oh what are subtile meanes to clime on high When euery fall swarmes with exceeding shame I promist Idaes loue vnto the Prince But shee is lost and I am false