be gone We haue other matters now to thinke vpon For you quoth he to me ant bit his lip And stroke me with his staffe but said no more Whereby I know he meaneth me no good Cat. Wel mistris Shoare it s like to be a busie time Shift for your selfe come lads let vs be gone Royall King Richard must be waite vpon Sh. Well mistris Shoare if you haue need of me You shall commaund me to the vttermost Exeunt Ia. First let me die ere I do put my trust In any fliering Spaniel of you all Go Iockie take downe all my hangings And quickly see my trunks be conuayde forth To mistris Blages an Inne in Lombardstreete The Flower de Luce good Iockie make some speed She she must be my refuge in this néed Sée it done quickly Iockie Exit Iockie Whickly quoth a marrie here 's a whicke chaunge indéed sike whicke change did I nere sée before Now dreame I that I se be a verie pure fellow and hardly ha any siller to drinke with a gude fellow But what stand I tatling heere I must goe do my maistres bidding carrie all her stuffe and géere to mistres Blages at the Flower de luce in Lombardstréet whicke then dispatch Exit Enter Brackenburie and Floud to them the two young princes Edward and Richard Gloster Cates Louell and Tirill. Bra. Come hither Floud let me heare thy opinion Thou knowest I build vpon thy confidence And honest dealing in thy greatst affaires I haue receiued letters from the Duke Gloster I meane Protector of the land Who giues in charge the Tower be preparde This night to entertaine the two young princes It is my dutie to obey I know But manifold suspicion troubles me Flo. He is their vncle Sir and in that sence Nature should warrant their securitie Next his deceased brother at his death To Richards care communitted both the realme And their protection where humanitie Stands as an Orator to plead against All wrong suggestion of vnciuill thoughts Beside you are Lieutenant of the Tower Say there should be any hurt pretended The priuiledge of your authoritie Pries into euerie corner of this house And what can then be done without your knowledge Br. Thou sayest true Floud though Richard be Protector When once they are within the Tower limits The charge of them vnlesse he derogate From this my office which was neuer siene In any kings time doth belong to me And ere that Brackenburie will consent Or suffer wrong be done vnto these babes His sword all the strength within the Tower Shall be opposde against the proudest commer Be it to my soule as I intend to them Fl. And faith in me vnto this commonwealth And truth to men hath hitherto béene séene The Pylot that hath guided my liues course Though t was my fortune to be wrongd in both And therefore Sir neither the mighties frowne Nor any bribes shall winne me otherwise Bra. T is well resolued still me thinks they should Be safe enough with vs and yet I feare But now no more it séemes they are at hand Pr. Ed. Vncle what Gentleman is that Enter Glost. It is swéet Prince Lieutenant of the Tower Pr. Ed. Sir we are come to be your guests to night I pray you tell me did you euer know Our father Edward lodgde within this place Bra. Neuer to lodge my liege but oftentimes On other occasions I haue seene him here Ri. Brother last night when you did send for me My mother told me hearing we should lodge Within the Tower that it was a prison And therefore marueld that my vncle Gloster Of all the houses for a Kings receipt Within this Citie had appointed none Where you might keepe your court but onely here Gl. Vile brats how they do descant on the Towre My gentle Nephew they were ill abuisde To tutor you with such vnfitting tearmes Who ere they were against this royall mansion What if some part of it hath béene reseru'd To be a prison for Nobilitie Followes it therefore that it cannot serue To any other vse Cesar himselfe That built the same within it kept his Court And many kings since him the roomes are large The building stately and for strength beside It is the safest and the surest hold you haue Pr. Ed. Vncle of Gloster if you thinke it so T is not for me to contradict your will We must allow it and are well content Glo. On then a Gods name Pr. Ed. Yet before we go One question more with you M. Lieutenant We like you well and but we do perceiue More comfort in your lookes then in these walles For all our vncle Glosters friendly spéech Our hearts would be as heauie still as lead I pray you tell me at which doore or gate Was it my vncle Clarence did go in When he was sent a prisoner to this place Bra. At this my liedge why sighs your maiestie Pr. Ed. He went in here that nere came back againe But as God hath decreede so let it be Come brother shall we go Fish Yes brother any where with you Exeunt Tirill puls Catesbie by the sleeue Tir. Sir were it best I did attend the Duke Or stay his leysure till his backe returne Cat. I pray master Tirill stay without It is not good you should be seene by day Within the Towre especially at this time I le tell his honour of your being here And you shall know his pleasure presently Tir. Euen so sir men would be glad by any means To raise themselues that haue béene ouerthrowne By fortunes scorne and I am one of them Enter Duke of Glocester Here comes the Duke Glo. Catesbie is this the man Cat. It is i ft like your excellencie Glo. Come neere Thy name I heare is Tirill is it not Tir. Iames Tirill is my name my gracious Lord Glo. Welcome it should appeare that thou hast bin In better state then now it séemes thou art Tir. I haue bin by my fey my Lord though now deprest And clouded ouer with aduersitie Glo. Be rulde by me then thou shalt rise againe And prooue more happie then thou euer wast There is but onely two degrees by which It shall be néedfull for thee to ascend And that is faith and taciturnitie Tir. If euer I proue false vnto your grace Conuert your fauour to afflictions Glo. But canst thou too bee secret Tiril. Trie me my Lord This tongue was neuer knowne to be a blab Glo. Thy countenance hath like a siluer key Opend the closet of my heart read there If scholler like thou canst expound those lines Thou art the man ordainde to serue my turne Tir. So farre as my capacitie will reach The sense my Lord is this this night you say The two young Princes both must suffer death Gl. Thou hast my meaning wilt thou do it speak Tiril. It shall be done Glo. Inough come follow me For thy direction and for gold to fée Such as must ayde thee in their Tragedie Enter mistris Blage and
Spoken like a man and true Veluet iacket And we will enter or strike by the way Exeunt Enter Lord Maior Recorder and Iosseline Ma. Where 's master Recorder and master Iosseline Recor. Here my Lord Maior wee now haue mande the walles and fortified such places as were needfull Ma. Why it is well brothers and Citizens Sticke to your Citie as good men should do Thinke that in Richards time euen such a rebell Was then by Walworth the L. Maior of London Stabd dead in Smithfield Then shew your selues as it be fits the time And let this find a hundreth Walworth now Dare stabbe a rebell were he made of brasse And Prentises sticke to your officers For you may come to be as we are now God and our King against an arrant rebel Brothers away let vs defend our walles 1. Pren My Lord your words are able to infuse A double courage in a cowards breast Then feare not vs although our chinnes be bare Our hearts are good the triall shall be séene Against these rebels on this champion gréene 2. Pre. We haue no tricks nor pollices of warre But by the ancient custome of our Fathers Wée le soundly lay it on takte off that will And London Prentises be rulde by me Die ere ye loose faire Londons libertie S. How now my flatcaps are you grown so braue T is but your words wheÌ„ matters come to proose You le scudde as t were a companie of shéepe My counsaile therefore is to kéepe your shops What lack you better will beseem your mouths Then termes of warre in sooth you are too yong Pr. Sirra go too you shall not find it so Flatcaps thou calst vs wée scorne not the name And shortly by the vertue of our swords Wée le make your cap so sit vnto your crowne As sconce and cap and all kisse the ground 2. Pr. You are those desperate idle swaggering mates That haunt the suburbs in the time of peace And raise vp ale-house braules in the stréet And when the rumor of the warre begins You hide your heads and are not to be found Thou termest it better that we kéepe our shops It 's good indéed we should haue such a care But yet for all our kéeping now and then Your Pelfring fingers breake into our lockes Vntill at Tyborne you acquite the fault Go to albeit by custome we are milde As those that doe professe ciuilitie Yet being moude a nest of angrie hornets Shall not be more offensiue then we will Wée le flie about your eares and sting your hearts Ioss. He tels you truth my friends and so foorth Fa. Who can endure to be so vrauce by boyes 1. Pr. Nay scorne vs not that we are Prentises The Chronicles of England can report What memorable actions we haue done To which this daies atchieuement shall be knit To make the volume larger then it is Ma. Now of mine honor yée doe cheare my heart Braue English ofsprings valiantly resolude 2. Pre. My Lord returne you backe let vs alone You are our Masters giue vs leaue to worke And if we do not banquish them in fight Let vs go supperles to bed at night Exeunt all but Spicing Smoke and their crew Spi. Sm. Get thée vp on the top of S. Buttolphs stéeple and make a proclamation Smoke What a plague should I proclaime there Spi. That the hels be rung backward And cutting of throats be cride hauocke No more calling of lanthorne and candlelight That maidenheads be valued at iust nothing And Sacke be sold by the Sallet That no pidling slaue stand to picke a locke but slash me off the hinges as one would slit vp a Cowes paunch Spicing Let no man haue lesse then a warehouse to his wardrope crie a figge for a Sergeant and walke by the Counter like a Lord plucke out the clapper of Bow bell and hang vp all the Sextons in the Cittie Smoke Rantam Scantam Rogues follow your leader Caualero Spicing the maddest slaue that ere pund spice in a morter Spi. Take me an Vsurer by the greasie pouch and shake out his Crownes as a hungrie dog would shake a Haggas Barre foule play Rogues and liue by honest filching and stealing he that hath a true finger let him forfaite his face to the fryingpan Follow your Leader Rogues follow your Leader Smoake Assault Assault and crie a Falconbridge Iosseline on the walles cries to them Ios. Sirra Spicing if Spicing bee thy name we are here for matters and causes as it might â—me for the King therefore it were good and so forth Spi. Open the gates or if we be the picklocks ye Rogues wee le play the Mastiffe dogs amongst you If I woorie not a thousand of you with my teeth let mee bee hangde in a packethreed and so forth Ios. Fond fellow iustice is to be vsed I marie is it and law in some sort as it were is to be followed oh God forbid else this our Magistrate hath power as might seeme and so forth for dutie is to be obserued and Officers must be obeyed in sort and calling and so forth Spi. Wee le talke more anone good M. and so forth Here is a verie fierce assault on all sides wherein the Prentises do great seruice Enter Falconbridge angrie with his men Fal. Why this it is to trust to these base Rogues This durtie scum of rascall pesantrie This hartles rout of base rascalitie A plague vpon you all you cowardly Rogues You crauand curres you say muddy clownes Whose courage but consistes in multitude Like shéepe and neat that follow one another Which if one runne away all follow after This hedge-bred rascal this filthie frie of ditches A vengeance take you all this t' is to lead you Now doe you crie and shrike at euery shocke A hot consuming mischiefe follow you Spi. Swounds scale rogues scale a Falconbridge a Falconbridge Enter Lord Maior and histraine Ma. Set open the gates nay then wée l sally out It neuer shall be said when I was Maior The Londoners were shut vp in the Citie Then crie King Edward and le ts vs issue out Fal. Now if ye be true hearted Englishmen The gat'es set open and the portcullise vp Le ts Pel Mel in to stop their passage out He that first enters be possest of Cheape I giue him it fréely and the chiefest wench Spi. That he can find let that lie in the bargaine Exeunt The Lord Maior and the Citizens hauing valiantly repulsed the Rebels from the Citie Enters Falconbridge and Spicing and their traine wounded and dismaied Spi. Hear'st thou Generall there 's hote drinking at the mouth of Bishopsgate for our soldiours are all Mouth they lie like Rascals with their brains beaten out therefore since we are all like to féed hogs in Houndsditch let vs retire our troupes and saue our maimed men or if we issue further we are put to the sword euery mothers sonne of vs Fal. Art thou that villaine in whose damned mouth Was neuer heard of any word but
know I was knighted in the field For my good seruice to my Lord the king And therefore I may weare it lawfully In Court in Cittie or at any royall banquet But soft Iohn Crosbie thou forgetst thy selfe And dost not mind thy birth and parentage Where thou wast born whence thou art deriu'd I do not shame to say the Hospitall Of London was my chiefest fostering place There did I learne that neare vnto a Crosse Commonly called Cow Crosse neare Islington An honest Citizen did chaunce to find me A poore Shooemaker by trade he was And doubting of my Chrystendome or no Calde me according to the place he found me Iohn Crosbie finding me so by a Crosse The Maisters of the Hospitall at further yeares Bound me apprentise to the Grocers trade Wherin God pleasde to blesse my poore endeuors That by his blessings I am come to this The man that found me I haue well requited And to the Hospitall my fostering place An hundred pound a yeare I giue for euer Likewise in memorie of me Iohn Crosbie In Bishopgate stréete a poore house haue I built And as my name haue called it Crosbie house And when as God shall take me from this life In little S. Hellens will I be buried All this declares I boast not of my birth But found on earth I must returne to earth But God for his pittie I forget my selfe The King my Soueraigne Lord wil come anone And nothing is as yet in readines Where are ye cosin Shoare nay where is Mistris Shoare Oh I am sory that shee staies so long See what it is to be a widower And lacke a Ladie Maioresse in such need Enter M. Shoare and Mistresse Shoare Oh are ye come welcome good Cosin Shoare But you indéed are welcome gentle Niece Needs must you be our Ladie Maioresse now And helpe vs or else we are shamde for euer Good Cosin still thus am I bolde with you Sh. With all my heart my Lord thank ye too That you do please to vse our homely help Ma. Why sée how neatly she bestirs her selfe And in good sooth makes huswifery to shine Ah had my Ladie Maioresse liu'de to see Faire Mistresse Shoare thus beautifie her house She would haue beene not little proud thereof Iane Well my Lord Maior I thanke you for that flout But let his Highnesse now come when he please All things are in a perfect readines They bring forth a Table and serue in the banquet Maio. The more am I beholding Niece to you That take such paines to saue our credit now My seruants are so slacke his Maiestie Might haue béene here before we were preparde But peace here comes his Highnes The Trumpets sound and enters king Edward How Sellinger and the traine K. Now my Lord Maior haue we not kept our word Because we could not stay to dine with you At our departure hence we promised First food we tasted at our backe returne Should be with you still yeelding heartie thanks To you and all our London Cittizens For the great seruice which you did performe Against that bold fac'de rebell Falconbridge M. My gracious Lord what then we did We did account no more then was our dutie Thereto obliged by true subic as zeale And may he neuer liue that not defends The honor of his king and countrie Next thanke I God it likes your Maiestie To blesse my poore roofe with your royall presence To me could come no greater happines K. Thanks good Lord Maior but where 's my Ladie Maioresse I hope that she will bid vs welcome too M. Shee would my Liedge and with no little ioy Had shée but liu'd to see this blessed day But in her sreed this Gentle woman here My Cosins wife that office will supply How say you mistresse Shoare K. How mistresse Shoare what not his wife That did refuse his knighthood at our hand Ma. The verie same my Lord and here hée is K. What M. Shoare we are your debter still But by Gods grace entend not so to die And Gentlewoman now before your face I must condemne him of discourtesie Yea and of great wrong that he hath offred you For you had béene a Ladie but for him He was in fault trust me he was to blame To hinder vertue of her due by right Ia. My gracious L. my poore humble thoughts Nere had an eye to such vnworthinesse And though some hold it as a maxime That womens minds by nature doo aspire Yet how both God and M. Shoare I thanke For my continuance in this humble state And likewise how I loue your Maiestie For gracious sufferance that it may be so Heauen beare true record of my inward soule Now it remaines on my Lord Maiors behalfe I doe such dutie as becommeth me To bid your Highnesse welcome to his house Were welcomes vertue powerfull in my word The King of England should not doubt thereof K. Nor do I mistris Shoare now my Lo. Maior Edward dare boldly sweare that he is welcome You spake the word well verie well ifaith But mistris Shoare her tongue hath guilded it Tell me Cosin Howard and Tom Sellinger Had euer Cittizen so faire a wife How Of flesh and bloud I neuer did behold A woman euerie way so absolute Sel. Nor I my Liedge were Sellinger a King He could afford Shoares wife to be a Quéene K. Why how now Tom Nay rather how now Ned What chaunge is this proud saucie roauing eye What whisperst in my brain that she is faire I know it I sée it fayrer then my Quéene Wilt thou maintain it what thou traitor heart Wouldst thou shake hands in this conspiracie Downe rebell backe base trecherous conceit I will not credite thée my Besse is faire And Shoares wife but a blouze comparde to her Come let vs sit here will I take my place And my Lord Maior fill me a bowle of wine That I may drinke to your elected Maioresse And M. Shoare tell me how like you this My L. Maior makes your wife his L. Maioresse Sho. So well my Lord as better cannot be All in the honor of your Maiestie The Lord Maior brings a bowle of wine humbly on his knees offers it to the king Kin. Nay drinke to vs L. Maior wée le haue it so Go to I say you are our Taster now Drinke then and we will pledge yee M. Al health happines to my soueraign he drinks K. Fill full our cup and Ladie Maioresse This tall carowse we meane to drinke to you And you must pledge vs but yet no more Than you shall please to answere vs withall He drinks the Trumpets sound then wine is brought to her and she offers to drinke Nay you must drinke to some body yea Tom to thee Well sirra see you doe her right For Edward would oh would to God he might Yet idle eye wilt thou be gadding still Keepe home kéepe home for feare of further ill Enter a Messenger with letters How now
name hang me with my sonne And here 's another as honest as your selfe you made me call him plaine Tom I warrant his name is Thomas and some man of worship too therfore le ts to it euen when and where ye will King Tanner attend not onely doo we pardon thee But in all princely kindnesse welcome thee And thy sonnes trespasse doe we pardon too Ore goe and sée that forthwith it bee drawne Vnder our seale of England as it ought And fortie pounds wée giue thée to defray Thy charges in thy comming vp to London Now Tanner what saist thou to vs Hobs. Marrie you speake like an honest man if you meane as you say King Wee meane it Tanner on our royall word Now maister of S. Katherines what would you M. My gracious Lord the great beneuolence Though small to that your subiects could afford Of poore S. Katherines do I bring your grace Fiue hundred pounds here haue they sent by me For the easier portage all in Angell gold What this good widow mistris Norton will She comes her selfe and brings her gift with her Wid. Pardon me gratious Lord presumption Nor ouer waening in mine owne conceit Makes me thus bold to come before your Grace But loue and dutie to your maiestie And great desire to sée my Lord the King Our maister here spake of beneuolence And said my twentie Nobles was inough I thought not so but at your Highnes féete A widowes mite a token of her zeale In humble dutie giues you twentie pound Ki. Now by my crowne a gallant Iustie Girle Of all the exhibition yet bestowed This womans liberalitie likes me best Is thy name Norton Wid. I my gracious Liedge King How long hast thou béene a Widow Wid. It is my Lord Since I did burie Wilkin my goodman At Shrouetide next euen iust a dozen yeares K. In al which space couldst thou not find a man On whom thou mightst bestow thy selfe againe Wid. Not any like my Wilkin whose deare loue I know is matchlesse in respect of whom I thinke not any worthie of a kisse K. No widow that I le trie how like you this He kisseth her VVid. Beshrew my heart it was a honnie kisse Able to make an aged woman young And for the same most swéet and louely Prince See what the widow giues you from her store Fortie olde Angels but for one kisse more K. Marie Widow and thou shalt haue it Iohn Hobs thou art a widower Lackst thou such a wife Hobs. Snailes twentie pound a kisse had shee as many twentie pound bags as I haue knobs of barke in my tansat shee might kisse them away in a quarter of a yeare I le no Saint Katherines widowes if kisses be so deare Widow Clubs and clouted shooes there 's none enamourd here King Lord Maior we thanke you and entreat withall To recommend vs to our Cittizens We must for France we bid you all farewell Come Tanner thou shalt with vs to Court To marrow you shal dine with my Lord Maior And after ward set homeward when ye please God and our right that onely fights for vs Adiew pray that our toyle proue prosperous Exeunt FINIS THE SECOND PART of King Edward the Fourth Containing his iourney into France for obtaining of his right there The trecherous falshood of the Duke of Burgundie and the Constable of France vsed against him and his returne home againe Likewise the prosecution of the historie of M. Shoare and his faire wife Concluding with the lamentable death of them both Enter king Edward Howard Sellinger and Soldiers marching Edward IS this the aide our Cosin Burgundie And the great Constable of France assured vs Haue we marched thus farre through the heart of France And with the terror of our English Drums kourde the poore trembling French which leaue their towns That now the Wolues affrighted from the fields Do get their pray and kennell in their stréets Our thundring Canons now this fortnight space Like common Bell-men in some market towne Haue cried the Constable and Burgundie But yet I see they come not to our aide Wée le bring them in or by the blessed light Wée le search the Ground-stilles of their Cittis walles Since you haue brought me hither I will make The proudest Tower that stands in France to quake I maruaile Scales returnes not for by him I doe respect to heare their resolutions Enter the Lord Scales How My Soueraigne he is happily returnde Ed. Welcome my Lord welcome good Cosin Scales What newes from Burgundie what is his answer What comes he to our succour as he promised Scal. Not by his good wil for ought that I can see He lingers still in his long siedge at Nuse I vrgde his promise and your expectation Euen to the force and compasse of my spirit I chéerde my firme perswasions with your hopes And gylded them with my best Oratorie I framde my spéech still fitly as I sound The temper of his humor to be wrought vpon But still I found him earthly vnresolude Muddie and me thought euer through his eies I saw his wauering and vnsetled spirit And to be short subtile and trecherous And one that doth entend no good to you And he will come and yet he wanteth power He would faine come but may not leaue the siege He hopes he shall but yet he knowes not when He purposed but some unpediments Haue hindred his determined intent Briefly I thinke he will not come at all Ed. But is he like to take the towne of Nuse Sca. My Lord the towne is liker to take him That if he chance to come to you at all Ti 's but for succour Ed. But what saies Count Saint Paul Scales My Lord he lies and reuelles at S. Quintins And laughs at Edwards comming into France There Dominering with his drunken crue Make Jigges of vs and in their slauering iests Tell how like rogues we lie here in the field Then comes a slaue one of those drunken sots In with a Tauerne reckoning for a supplication Disguised with a cushion on his head A Drawers Apron for a Heralds Coate And tels the Count the King of England craues One of his worthie honors Dog-kennels To be his lodging for a day or two With some such other Tauerne foolerie With that this filthie rascall greasie rout Brast out in laughter at this worthie iest Neighing like horses thus the Count Saint Paul Regardes his promise to your maiestie Ed. Wil no man thrust the slaue into a sackbut Scl. Now by this light were I but néere the slaue with a black Jacke I would beat out his braines Ho. If it please your highnes but to say the word Wée le plucke him out of Quintins by the eares Ed. No cosin Howard wée le reserue our valour For better purpose since they both refuse vs Our selues will be vnriualde in our honour Now our first cast my Lord is at maine France Whilst yet our Armie is in health and strong And haue we once but broke
Damnd vp as in a furnace finding vent Breaks through his seuerd lips into short pusses And then he mumbles forth a word or two As doth a toothles Monke when hée s at mattens K. Oh it was sport alone to note their cariage Se. Sport my Lord wil you but heare me speak And if I do not wearie you with laughter Nere trust Tom Sellinger more vpon his word Sound a Trumpet K. I pray thée peace by this it should appeare One of their messengers is come go see Vpon my life we shall haue some deuise Of new dissimulation how now Tom Sel. T is as your highnes did suppose my Lord Here is a messenger from Burgundie King Excellent good admit him presently And brother of France let me intreat your grace To stand aside a little in my tent Least finding vs together he refraine To tell the message he is sent about So sure I am perswaded we shall find Some notable péece of knauerie set a foote K. L. With al my hart vrge him speak loud enough That I my Lord may vnderstand him too Exit Enter the Lord of Conte K. Ed. Feare not I haue the method in my mind What it is you my Lord of Conte welcome How doth the valiant Duke in health I hope Co. In health my Lord of bodie though in mind Somewhat distemperd that your Grace hath ioind In league with his professed enemie K. E. How say you that my Lord pray you speake out For I of late by reason of a cold Am somewhat thicke of hearing Con. Thus my Lord Your Grace demanded if the Duke were well I answere you he is in health of bodie Though inwardly in mind somewhat perplext That you without his knowledge haue tane truce With childish Lewes that hartlesse King of France K. Ed. With whom I pray yee a little lowder sir C. With childish Lewes that hartlesse K. of France K. Ed. I now do vnderstand you is it that He takes vnkindly why if he had come With his expected forces as he promist I had béene still vncapable of peace But he deceiuing me the fault was his Con. No my good Lord the fault was not in him But in that lewde pernicious counterfait That craftie Fore the Constable of France Who counseld him to kéepe him at his siege Saying it would be more dishonorable To rise from thence then any way profitable To méete your Maiestie beside my Lord It hath bin proued since how much the Constable Hates your procéedings by that wilfull shot Was made against you from S. Quintins wals Which though he séemde to colour with faire spéech The truth is they did leuell at your selfe And grieued when they heard you were not slaine K. Ed. May I be bold to credit your report Con. The Duke vpon his honour bad me say That it was true and there withall quoth he Tell noble Edward if he will recant And fall from Lewes againe knowing it is More for his dignitie to be sole King And conquer France as did his ancestors Then take a fée and so be satisfied That I am readie with twelue thousand soldiers All well appointed and not onely will Deliuer him the Constable of France That he may punish him as he sées good But seat him in the threne imperial Which now another basely doth vsurpe K. E. Speak that again I heard not your last words Con. But seate you in the throne imperiall Which now another basely doth vsurpe King I thanke his honour for his good regard Pleaseth you stay till wee haue pausde vpon it And you shall haue our answere to the Duke Tom Sellinger receiue him to your tent And let him taste a cuppe of Orleance wine Now my kingly brother haue you heard this news K. L. So plainly my Lord that I scarce held my selfe From stepping forth hearing my royall name So much prophande and slubberd as it was But I do weigh the person like himselfe From whence it came a slie dissembler And spight my anger I was forst sometime To smile to thinke the Duke doth hang his friend Behinde his backe whom to his face he smothes K. E. But we shall haue farre better sport anone Howard tels me that another messenger is come in Post-hast from the Constable As you haue begun with patience heare the rest K. Le. No more adoe I le to my place againe Remember that you still be deafe my Lord K. E. I warrant you Howard call in the messenger Enter the messenger from the Constable Mes. Health to the victorious King of England K. E. Tell him he must straine out his voice alowd For I am somewhat deafe and cannot heare How His Maiestie requests you to speake out Because his hearing is of late decayde Mes. The worthie Earle S. Paul King Ed. Come néere mée Mes. The worthy Earle S. Paul gréets noble Edward And giues your grace to vnderstand by me That whereas Charles that painted sepulchre And most disloyall Duke of Burgundie Hath but vsurpt the habit of a friend Being in heart your deadly enemie As well appeares in his false breach of promise And that whereas he neuer meant himselfe To send you aide but likewise was the meanes To binder my Lords well affected dutie Alleadging you desirde his companie But that you might betray him to his King Beside whereas it will be proude my Lord That he did hire the Gunner of S. Quintins For a large summe of money to discharge Thrée seuerall péeces of great Ordenance Vpon your comming to that cursed towne To slay your Maiestie in which regard If it will please you to reuoke from France And thinke of Burgundie as hee deserues The Duke with expedition bad me say That he would put the Earle into your hands Wherby you might reuenge his trecherous purpose And ayde you too with twise fiue thousand men And seate you like a conquerour in France K. Ed. Can it séeme possible that two such friends So firmely knit together as they were Should on a sodaine now be such great foes M. The Earle my Lord could neuer abide the Duke Since his last treason against your sacred person Before Saint Quintins came to open light K. Was that the cause of their dissention then Mes. It was my lord K. Ed. Well I will thinke vpon t And you shall haue our answere by and by Cosin Howard take him aside But let him be kept from the others sight Ho. Sir wil you walke in my Lord wil take aduise And so dispatch you backe againe vnto the Earle K. Le. Here 's bying of villanie who shall haue all Fraude with deceite deceite with fraude outfacde I would the diuell were there to crie swoope-stake But how intends your Grace to deale with them K. Ed. Faith in their kind I am the stéele you sée Against the which their enuie being strooke The Sparkles of hypocrisie flie forth T were not amisse to quench them in their bloud Enter another messenger to the king of France with letters Mes. My