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A03202 The foure prentises of London VVith the conquest of Ierusalem. As it hath bene diuerse times acted, at the Red Bull, by the Queenes Maiesties Seruants. Written by Thomas Heyvvood. Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641. 1615 (1615) STC 13321; ESTC S120519 47,822 86

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he to Charles by Shipwracke dead And he to Eustace perisht in the waues But they are both immortall Saints in heauen Yet I am glad because these shapes are theirs My happy comming hath tane vp their strife Preseruing mine owne honour and my life EV. So blusht my sister and this Out-law Theife Hath a resemblance to my brother Charles But she in London liues a Virgine pure He in some huge Whales belly too too sure CHA. A pretty wench 'ifaith I 'le marry her And make her Queene of all this Out-law crew EVST. I am halfe in loue already at first sight How will this raging flame increase by might CHAR. Faire beauteous maide resigne your loue to me Mistresse of all these Forrests you shall be EVST. Loue me I 'le kisse away these teares of griefe Sweete wench embrace a True-man scorne a Thiefe CHAR. How now sir Sauce you are as bold me thinkes As if you were a Free-man of our Trade None but my selfe plead interest in this Maide EVST. My interest is as much in this 't is greater Because that of the two I loue her better CHAR. Proud passenger I 'le make thee eate that word EVST. If I eate aire thou shalt digest my sword CHAR. Reuiue this quarrell let the former die Fight we for her and let the purses lie Out-law I rather loue to fight then brall I 'le winne from thee thy wench thy purse and all BELL. Stay Gentlemen Shee steps betweene them EVST. By heauen I scorne to stay Till both the purses I haue tane away CHAR. My sword for me my Mistresse and my gold My resolution shall my claime vphold Enter the Clowne running betwixt them CLOVV. What do you meane Gentlemen to fight among your selues that should be friends and had more need to take one anothers part to fight against your enemies Wee shall all be slaine kil'd murdered Massacred For my owne part if I had nine liues like a cat they were all sure to die one dogges death CHAR. Why What 's the matter fellow CLOVV. Oh noble Captaine we shall all be slaine Tankard a Prince of Italy with an Army hath beset the foote of the Mountaines and hath vow'd to make Venison of all vs poore Out-lawes and kill vs like Deere God be with you I 'le go shift for one CHA. Deere we will be too him before he do it And deerely sell our desperate karcases Kind stranger wilt thou take a Truce with me Thou shalt diuide with me my dignity Wee two will iointly o're these Mountaines raigne And by our valours our estates maintaine EVST. Because I heare thy life in ieopardy And thou hast dealt with me so honourably Receiue my hand now I am wholy thine And yee mad rogues I am halfe your Captaine now Looke when yee see me nodde yee crouch and kneele Make legges and curt'sies and keepe bare your Crownes CLOVV. 'T is hard to teach them manners that are Clownes But for my owne part here 's a legge here 's a cap here 's a knee All these sweete halfe Captaine I reserue for thee EVST. Speake do you all accept me ALL We do we do EVST. Then brother thiefe I am turn'd Out-law too But to do no man wrong I make that Law Onely to passe this tedious Summer here Till wee our downe-cast fortunes may vp-reare CHAR. You share with mee in end in minde in all Soft March But hearke I heare our enemies Drummes do brawle EVST. Their voyce is welcome Oh that I had with mee As many good lads honest Prentises apart From Eastcheape Canwicke-streete and London-stone To end this battell as could wish themselues Vnder my conduct if they knew me heere The doubtfull daies successe we need not feare apart CHAR. Oh for some Cheape-side boyes for Charles to lead They would sticke to it when these Out-lawes faile Wishes are winde let 's thinke our selues well man'd Wee 'le sooner die then flie so make a stand Enter TANCRED with Drumme and Souldiers TANC. Are these the Out-lawes that disturbe our peace Thinke they these Mountaine tops can shelter them From our reuenge and iust assembled Armes CHAR. Come come let vs prepare to answere them TANC. Which be the chiefe of these confounded Troupes CHAR. Prince I am one of them EVST. And I another CHAR. I am his friend EVST. And I his out-law-brother TAN. How dare you stand contemptuous 'gainst your Leige Captaines yee are our men CHAR. That wee deny I am a stranger Tancred EVST. So am I TANC. Such valour is reported to appeare apart to his owne people In the braue deeds of these rude Forresters That wee could rather wish they were our friends To dwell in Citties then keepe out in Caues Considering now what warres we haue in hand Their martiall spirits might much aduantage vs Wold they but keep within some honored bounde Wee 'le worke them if we can to our alliance And rather motion loue then proud defiance CHAR. Why comes the County Palatine in Armes To fight against vnarmed Forresters If thou wilt winne renowne bend thy braue forces Gainst Pagans that besiege Hierusalem Small fame and honour canst thou winne thee here Besides our cheape liues thou shalt purchase deere EV. We haue reform'd these villaines since we came And taught them manners and ciuility All rape and murder we repay with death Amongst vs doth not liue a rauisher TAN. I haue heard no lesse but that you weed out such As passe the bounds of Christian honesty Which makes me rather offer peace then warre But what bright virgine stands so discontent CHAR. My life EVST. My loue TAN. The word had bene well spent If I had said mine too for I protest Of all this number I affect her best CHAR. Beleeue me fellow-partner in my rule You offer wrong to impart in this my loue EVS. Halfe of al 's mine I claime it as my due In which bright Virgin I except not you TAN. I do containe my loue with much ado For her me thinkes I could turne Out-law too EVST. What do you thinke to haue a double share Halfe of her's mine I will not bate an haire CHAR. By thine owne words thou gau'st me halfe at least EVST. But I 'le haue all my Title is encreast TANC. Stay Captaines for our annall Crownes reuenues We would not loose the weakest of you both So much do we affect your Chiualries Let me take vp this mutuall enmity Your quarrell is for her both would enioy her You claime her as your right To Charles CHAR. 'T is true I do TANC. And Captaine you say she belongs to you EVST. True valiant Prince my hopes shall his destroy Thou art mine owne sweete wench God giue vs ioy TANC. Then till this strict contention ended be Deliuer this bright virgin vnto me Here shall our former hate and discord cease This Lady shall be Hostage of your peace Vnto thy charge we giue ten thousand men To Charles As many souldiers we resigne to thee To Eustace Make me her keeper till
my shape To worke sedition in the Christian Campe You haue confirm'd by generall Parliament A Statute that must stand inuiolate Namely that mutiny in Prince or Pesant Is death a Kingdome cannot saue his life Then whence proceed these strange contentions CHA. I seiz'd her first EVS. I first her thoughts did proue TAN. I plead the composition for my loue ROB. If wealth will win the thoughts of that chaste Lady I le bid as faire as any for her loue GODF. If valour may atchieue her I 'mongst many Will bid more warlike blowes for her then any GV. Nay if you go to scrambling this for me Draw FREN. LAD. Speed they that list so you repulsed be BELL. Yet heare me Princes EVST. Hence with friuolous words GODF. Stand we to prate when others draw their sworde CHAR. Speake thou my cause Draw TAN. This shall my pleader be Draw GV. Thou art for vs Draw ROB. And sword speake thou for mee BELL. He that best loues me pierce me with his sword Lest I become your generall ouerthrow I do coniure you by the loue you beare me Either to banish this hostility Or all at once to act my Tragedy A blow is death proclaim'd by Parliament Can ye make Lawes be the first that break them Knew I that this my beauty bred this strife With some black poyson I would staine my cheeks Till I lookt fouler then an Aethiop Still do ye brandish your contentious swords This night shall end my beauty and to morrow Looke to behold my Christall eyes scratcht out My visage martyrd and my haire torne off He that best loues it ransome it with peace I will preserue it if your fury cease But if ye still persist the heauens I call As my vowes witnesse I will hate ye all TANC. To shew my loue my sword shall sleepe in rest GODF. I 'le keepe mine sharpe for the braue Soldans crest GV. Peace sword ROB. The Norman Robert keeps his keene T' abate the fury of the Soldans spleene CHA. My sword cries truce EVST. Blade when thou next art seene Thou mak'st thy Lord a King his Loue a Queene BELL. You haue redeem'd my beauty your last iarre Had made perfection with my face at warre EVST. Lady the vertuous motions of your heart Adde to the aboundant graces of your fame It was your beauty that did blinde our soules And in our close brests plac'd obliuion 'T is true we haue ordain'd a strict decree That whosoeuer in our Christian Hoast Strikes with a sword in hostile enmity Forfeits his life then breake off this debate And keepe our owne decrees inuiolate Enter with a Tucket before them TVRNVS and MORATES MO. Health to the Christians from the mighty Soldan TV. Death and destrustion from the Persian Sophy ROB. That tongue brings peace to thee will I attend GODF. That tongue brings war thy motions we commend TANC. Speake peace thy lookes are smoth we 'l list to thee CHAR. Speake warre bring warre and we to warre agree MOR. The Babylonian Soldan mighty Princes Sends me to know the cause of this your March Into a land so farre remote from ye If ye intend to see your Prophets Tombe As holy Pilgrimes peace shall guard your way EVST. Peace we defie let 's heare what thou canst say ROB. Proceed proceed GV. Do and I 'le sound my Drumme To drowne his voyce that doth for parleance come EVST. Why I am borne to nothing in this world But what my sword can conquer Should we yeeld Our fortunes to base composition I haue no hopes mine honour to encrease Curst be his base eare that attends to peace MOR. Let me conclude my message GODF. Pagan no Warres friend speake thou I am to Peace a foe TVR. The Persian Sophy thus instructs my tongue That Prince amongst you whose heroicke brest Dares shew it selfe to his triumphant speare Excepting but the name of Christian Like to the Persian Gods he honours him But should he know a heart in these proud Troupes And know that heart to be addict to peace Hee 'd hate him like a man that should blaspheme In Sion Towres hangs his victorious flagge Blowing defiance this way and it showes Like a red meteor in the troubled aire Or like a blazing comet that fore-tels The fall of Princes CHAR. Thine owne Princes ●all TVR. Then in one word destruction to you all GODF. I had not thought such spirits had remain'd Within the warlike breasts of Infidels EVST. Dares the Maiesticke spirit of thy King Answere a challenge dares he pawne his Crowne Against the hazard of ten thousand liues GVY. And who should fight against him EVST. I GVY. Thou EVS. I 'gainst him and thee and all the world That interdicts my honour GV. Me EVST. Thee GV. Fire rage and fury all my veines do swell Be mute my tongue bright sword my fury tell EVST. Fire mount 'gainst his mad fury check his rage Burne out then flame his bloud thy heate shall swage They fight and are parted GODF. What haue ye done iniustice staines our crests If for this act yee haue not lost their liues ROB. I will not beare the badge of Christendome In such a Bedlam mad society CHA. Cease to determine of their haire-braine rage Till yee haue sent the Pagans from our Tents TAN. 'T is well aduis'd Souldiers take charge of the Till we determine of our Embassie MOR. I feare me Turnus had you known before The spirits of these haughty Christians T' haue bene so full of enuious cheualry You would haue temper'd some part of your rage You see they striue and fight amongst themselues To practise hate against they meete with vs TVR. Morates no we scorne all abiect feares And they shall know our hearts as great as theirs GODF. It shall be so Attend me Pagan Lords We come not with grey gownes and Pilgrimes staues Beads at our sides and sandals on our feete Feare in our hearts entreaty in our tongues To begge a passage to our Prophets graue But our soft Beauer Fel● we haue turn'd to iron Our gownes to armour and our shels to plumes Our walking staues we haue chang'd to Cemytars And so with pilgrimes hearts not pilgrims habits We come to hew way through your maine Armies And offer at the Tombe our contrite hearts Made purple with as many Pagans blouds As wee haue in our breasts religious thoughts And so be gone no words in trifling wast Death followes after you with wings of hast TVR. That Prince speaks Musick which doth cheere my heart MOR. Princes adew with terrour I depart Exeunt CHA. Now to these other Captaine-mutiners What shall be done with them EVST. Euen what you please We haue liu'd with paine and we can die with ease GVY. What God hath made a Gods name do you marre Death is the least I feare now to the barre ROB. Lords giue me leaue to temper our decree The Law is death but such is our regard Of Christian bloud we moderate it thus Because we
Experience bids vs fight another way Why should we tire our Troupes in search of them That with audacious boldnesse secke out vs Let vs stand to receiue them when they come And with a groue of Pikes growing on this earth Where now no tree appeares tosse vp their bodies Whose coarses by your strong armes kept aloofe May hang like bloudy pendants on your staues SOP. Oh sight best pleasing to the Persian gods TVR. In the skies fore-head shall the bright Sunne stand Amaz'd to view that glorious spectacle And with the pleasing sight forget his way To grace our Trophee with perpetuall day MOR. But how shall we receiue their armed Troopes What speciall order will your grace assigne To them that shall command your Companies SOL. It shall be thus This way the Christians march The body of our Hoast shall stay behind To be a strength to faire Hierusalem But we with certaine souldiers secretly Will lie in ambush The great Persian Sophy With Turnus and a chiefe command of men Shall guard that way my selfe and thou Morates Will keepe this passage with a troupe select To seize on their fore-runners scouts and spies Assist vs fate ere-long the world shall know Our glories by the Christians ouerthrow This is my Quarter these my men shall be SOP. Morates thou and these shall follow me Exeunt Enter ROBERT of Normandy ROB. Oh whether will blind loue conduct my steps Prince Tancreds Deere and English Roberts Ioy Is fled in secret and hath left our Tents Thus like an Errant and Aduenturous Knight I haue left the Hoast to follow her faire search And durst not trust the aire with my intent This way they say she went the Campe 's secure This way vnknowne in secret I pursue her Enter CHARLES CHA. This way my loue went like a shooting starre Whose blazing traine doth guilde the firmament Such glorious beauty addes she to the way Making the dark night-pathes shine bright as day Ye honoured Armes farewell and Campe adiew I do forsake my selfe her to pursue ROB. Behold a traueller I will enquire If chance hath cast his eye vpon my loue CHA. I was about to aske of yonder man Whether her beauty had enricht his sight But 't is my riuall Robert Charles obscure thee For should he see thee he would quickely iudge What Adamant had drawne me to these woods One case I see hath made vs errants both To be found wandring thus I should be loth ROB. Loue that drew me hath drawne that knight along Being but a childe a Gyant 's not so strong Enter SOLDAN MORETES and Souldiers SOL. Stand Christians by your Crosses on your brests Yee 're markt for death and base destruction ROB. What are ye that like cowards with such oddes Assault vs thus vnfurnisht for the warres SOL. I am the Soldan these my men at armes That lie to intercept you and prepare For your accursed liues this fatall snare CHA. The Soldan the grand enemy to CHRIST The deuils Liuetenant Vice-roy vnder him Braue English Robert since our frowning starres Haue brought vs to this narrow exigent And train'd vs hither with a chaine of loue To perish by the swords of Infidels Stand foote to foote ROB. Tush I am Pagans swords proofe and my starres Haue markt me for a Conquerour in these warres SOL. Vpon them souldiers pitty they despise Scarce can the world affoord a richer prize Alarum They fight and are both taken CHA. Thou glorious eye of heauen be euer blinde Maske thy bright face in clouds eternally Darke vapours and thicke mysts thy front embrace And neuer shine to looke on my disgrace ROB. A prisoner Robert this my comfort bee He makes me bound that best can set me free SOL. Take them to guard this entrance to our warres Is full of spirit and begets much hope We will not yet examine what ye are Till tortures wring it from your slauish tongues That done your blouds these champaines shall embrue Meane time wee 'le waite for more of your loose crue Enter GVY with his Shield and a Page brings his Sword and Target in each of his hands a Pollax GVY. I am turn'd wilde man since I vsde these Forests And I haue wonne more weapons in these woods From Out-lawes whom my sword hath vanquished Then I can carry on my backe with ease I haue swords targets Pikes and Partisans Pollaxes maces clubs and horse-mens sta● Darts halberds long swords Pistols Petronels All which I haue conquered At this Mountaine ridge Two villaines with these weapons set vpon me But with my sword I made them turne their heeles And leaues these Trophees which I thus support And beare vpon my shoulders Conqueror-like What do I see an ambush by their armes They should be Pagans Robert prisoner With him a Christian Leader Oh my God Thou hast either brought me to reuiue my name By rescuing these or here to die with shame Come life come death a banisht man will try To liue with honour or with honour die Robert breake from thy guard make them dismaid Receiue these weapons God hath sent thee aid ROB. God and Saint George CHA. Now by the Soldans Crowne If I can weild this weapon he shall downe GVY. The Christians God for vs SOL. What are they free Alarum Drummes the heathen powers for mee They fight the Pagans are beaten off Guy departs suddenly ROB. Some Angell in the habite of a Knight Hath reskued vs such heauy downe-right blowes Could neuer come from any mortall arme For euery blow he reacht was certaine death CHAR. What is that power if heauenly power he be That we may laude and praise his Deity ROB. Departed on a suddaine ere we know To whom our freedomes and our liues we owe CHA. By that inscription grauen on his shield We may perhaps descry him in the campe Cease admiration then let these euents Hasten our steps backe to suruey our Tents Enter seuerally GODFREY and TANCRED TANC. Godfrey GODF. Tancred TANC. Well met my Lords in these vnpeopled paths What hath your loue made you to leaue the field GODF. Godfrey ne're dreamt to haue met with Tancred her The Lady that hath fled from our chaste loue Whom Tancred I do more affectionate Because she much resembles my faire sister Hath caused me so much to forget my selfe And play the wanderer in these vnknowne woods soft march But soft that drumme should speake the Pagans tongue I feare we are betrai'd I I 't is so Tancred we are round compast by the foe SOLDAN SOPHIE and Souldiers encompasse the Christian Princes Enter EVSTACE and set them free EVST. Thanke me for this for next th' Almighty Powers I haue bene the meanes to saue your desperate liues Now Christian Princes I am quit with you For all the grace you haue done me in the Campe And now you owe me for my banishment And though you haue exil'd me from your Tents You haue not power to keepe me from the warres Vpon this shield I beare the Grocers
Halberds and proofe Targettiers EVST. No man but knowes his charge Brothers and friends See where they stand for vs this night shall hide All their bright glory which now swels with pride SOL. Christians EVST. Pagans SOL. Behold our Campe ROB. Soldan suruey o●s too SOL. From Ganges to the Bay of Cal● From Turkey and the three-fold Arabie From Sauxin Eastward vnto Nubia's bounds From Lybia and the Land of Mauritans And from the red Sea to the wildernesse Haue we vnpeopled Kingdomes for these warres To be reueng'd on you base Christians ROB. From England the best brood of martiall spirits Whose wals the Ocean washeth white as snow For which you strangers call it Albion From France a Nation both renown'd and fear'd From Scotland Wales euen to the Irish Coast Beyond the pillars great Alcides rear'd At Gades in Spaine vnto the Pyrene H● Haue we assembled men of dauntlesse spirits To scourge you hence ye damned Infidels SOP. Within our troupes are sturdy bands of Moores Of Babylonians Persians Bactrians Of Grecians Russians of Tartarians Turkes Euen from the flouds that grow from Paradise Vnto this place where the Brooke Kedron runnes GV. Within our Troupes are English French Scotch Dutch Italians of Prince Tancred's Regement Euen from the Seas that wall in Albion As farre as any Riuer or Brooke runnes That Christian 〈◊〉 on haue we people here TVR. To make our streetes red with your Christian bloud CHAR. To drowne you slaues in a vermillion floud MOR. To burne your bodies o're your Prophets graue EVST. To lead your Emperour Captiue like a slaue SOL. To make your guide trot by my chariot wheele TAN. To lash your armour with these rods of steele SOP. Then to ●rpe you all ye Persian powers Assist our courage make the conquest ours ROB. God match thy might with theirs protect vs to To let this people know what thou canst do SOL. A charge a charge raile drummes and Cannons rore Christians at home your friends abroad deplore GODF. Christians at home abroad our conquests fame Thou God of Hosts this day make knowne thy name Alarum Ioyne battell The Christians are beaten off The Soldan victoriously leades off his Souldiers marching Enter CHARLES and GODFREY with Pistols CHA. Oh God that multitude should more then manhood That we should thus be borne downe with a presse Be throng'd and shouldered from the place we keepe GODF. For euery man we leade the foe hath ten Their weapons tops appeare aboue their heads In as thicke number as the spikes of graine Vpon a well-til'd land they haue more liues Then all our tired armes could send to death If they should yield their bare brests to our swords CHA. What should we do we are encompast round Girded with thousand thousands in a ring And like a man left on a dangerous rocke That waites the climbing tide rise to destroy him What way so er'e he lookes sees nought but death So we the bloudy tide growes vp apace Whose waues will swallow vs and all our race Where 's Guy and Eustace GODF. Gone to scale a Tower In which our father lies Oh I did see them Cut downe a wood of men vpon the suddaine Their swords cut lances as a sithe cuts grasse Their valour seemes to me miraculous Thou Sauiour of the world whose Crosse we beare Infuse our hearts with courage theirs with feare Exeunt Enter SOLDAN SOPHIE and Souldiers Alarum Enter GVY and EVSTACE with their father EVST. A Syon a Syon GV. A Ierusalem EVST. A father and in him a Crowne of ioy GV. A Syon a Ierusalem a father EVST. Through their Decurians centurions and Legion Captaines of thousands and ten thousands guards We haue ventured euen vpon the Cannons mouth And scal'd the bul warkes where their Ordinance plaid The strength of Armies triumphes in those Armes We haue surpriz'd the Fortresse and the Hold My shield I haue had cut peece-meale from mine arme But now you would haue taken me for an Archer So many arrowes were stucke heere and here The Pagans thought to make a Quiuer of mee Alarum enter Pagans See brother how the foe fresh forces gather A Syon a Ierusalem a father Euery one by turne takes vp their father and carries him Enter the two brothers they aide a● second them And with a shout carry him away Alarum Enter SOLDAN SOPHIE SOL. An Enginer call forth an Enginer SOP. Why what to do my Lord SOL. I le make these Turrets dance among the Clouds Before the Christians shall inhabite them SOP. Yet there is hope of conquest fight braue Soldan SOL. These Christians rage like spirits coniur'd vp Their thundring Ordinance spit huge clouds of fire They runne against the wals like iron rammes And beare them downe afore them with their brests SOP. Fortune thou art too enuious of our glory Behold the two great'st Emperours of the earth The Babylonian Soldan and great Sophy Vnueile thine eyes and looke vpon our fals SOL. Fortune and fate and death the diuell and all Enter Moretes and Turnus Oppose themselues against vs Now what newes MOR. Death SOP. VVhat newes bring'st thou TVR. Confusion SOL. That death was once my ●aue but now my Lord SOP. Confusion was once page vnto my sword Is the day lost TVR. Lost SOL. Must we needs despaire MOR. Despaire SOL. We will not we will die resoluedly The Palace we will make a slaughter-house The streets a Shambles Kennels shall runne bloud Downe from Mount Syon with such hideous noise As when great showres of waterfals from Hils SOP. Through which way did they make irruption first TVR. Through the gate cal'd Antiochia The selfe-same breach that Romane Titus made When he destroy'd this Citty they burst ope SOL. There is some vertue in the Crosse they weare It makes them strong as Lyons swift as Roes Their resolutions make them Conquerours They haue tane our Royall Standard from the wals In place whereof they haue aduanc'd their Crosse SOP. I will not I suruiue so foule a shame Once more vnite our powers I meane our selfes For all powers else haue fail'd vs brauely fight That our declining sunne may make there night Enter the foure brethren SOL. Christians base Christians heare vs when we call Eternall darkenesse shall confound you all Alarum The foure brethren each of them kill a Pagan King take of their Crownes and exeunt two one way and two another way Retrait Enter ROBERT TANCRED GODFREY GVY CHARLES EVSTACE Old Duke Drumme Colours and Souldiers ROB. Now smoth againe the wrinkles of your browes And wash the bloud from off your hands in milke With penitentiall praises laude our God Ascribe all glory to the heauenly Powers Since Syon and Hierusalem are ours TANC. We do abhorre a heart pufft vp with pride That attributes these conquests to our strength 'T was God that strengthned vs and weakned them And gaue vs Syon and Hierusalem GODF. Thou that dost muster Angels in the sky That in thy selfe hast power of victory Make thy name