now the Duke of Buckingham and I Came from visiting his Maiesty Qu. With likelihood of his amendment Lords Buc. Madame good hope his Grace speakes cheerfâ—lâ—y Qu. God grant him health did you confer with him Buc. Madame we did He desires to make attonement Betwixt the Duke of Glocester and your brothers And betwixt them and my Lord chamberlaine And sent to warne them to his royall presence ' Qu. Would all were well but that will neuer be I feare our happines is at the highest Enter Glocester Glo. They doe me wrong and I will not endure it Who are they that complaines vnto the King That I forsooth am sterne and loue them not By holy Paul they loâ—e his grace but lightly That fill his eares with such discentious rumors Because I cannot flatter and speake faire Smile in mens faces smoothe dâ—ceiue and cog Ducke with french nods and apish courtesie I must be held a rankerous enimy Cannot a plaine man liue and thinke no harme But thus his simple truth must be abusde By silken slie insinuating iackes Ry. To whom in all this presence speakes your Grace Glo. To thee that hast nor honesty nor grace When haue I iniured thee when done thee wrong Or thee or thee or any of your faction A plague vpon you all His royall person Whom God preserue better â—hen you would wish Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing while But you must trouble him with lewd complaints Qu. Brother of Glocester you mistake the matter The King of his owne royall disposition And not prouokt by any suiter else Ayming belike at your interiour hatred Which in your outward actions shewes it selfe Against my kindred brother and my selfe Makes him to send that thereby he may gather The ground of your ill will and to remoue it Glo. I cannot tell the world is growen so bad That wrens make pray where Eagles dare not pearch Since euery Iacke became a Gentleman There 's many a gentle person made a lacke Qu. Come come we know your meaning brother Gl. You enuy my aduancement and my friends God graunt we neuer may haue neede of you Glo. Meane time God grants that we haue neede of you Our brother is imprisoned by your meanes My selfe disgract and the nobility Held in contempt whilst many faire promotions Are daily giuen to enoble those That scarce some two daies since were worth a noble Qu. By him that raisde me to this carefull height From that contented hap which I enioyd I neuer did incense his Maiesty Against the Duke of Clarence but haue beene An earnest aduocate to pleade for him My Lord you doe me shamefull iniury Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects Glo. You may deny that you were not the cause Of my Lord Hastings late imprisonment Ryu. She may my Lord. Glo. She may Lo Ryuers why who knowes not so She may doe more Sir then denying that She may helpe you to many faire preferments And then deny her ayding hand therein And lay those honours on your high deserts What may she not she may yea marry may she Ry. What mary may she Glo. What mary may she marry with a King A batchelor a handsome stripling too Iwis your Grandam had a worser match Qu. My Lo of Glocester I haue too long borne Your blunt vpbraidings and your bitter scoffes By heauen I will acquaint his Maiesty With those grose taunts I often haue endured I had rather be a countrey seruant maid Then a great Queene with this condition To be thus taunted scorned and baited at Enter Qâ— Margaret Small ioy haue I in being Englands Queene Qu. Mar. And lesned be that smal God I beseech thee Thy honour state and seate is due to me Glo. What threat you me with telling of the King Tell him and spare not looke what I haue said â— I will auouch in presence of the King â— T is time to speake my paines are quite forgot Qu. Mar. Out diuell I remember them too well Thou slewest my husband Henry in the tower And Edward my poore sonne at Teuxbery Glo. Ere you were Queene yea or your husband King I was a packhorse in his great affaires A weeder out of his proud aduersaries A liberall rewarder of his friends To royalize his bloud I spilt mine owne Qu. Mar. Yea and much better bloud then his or thine Glo. In all which time you and your husband Gray Were factious for the house of Lancaster And Ryuers so were you was not your husband In Margarets battaile at Saint Albones slaâ—ne Let me put in your mindes if yours forget What you haue beene ere now and what you are Withall what I haue been and what I am Qu. Ma. A murtherous villaine and so still thou art Glo. Poore Clarence did forsake his father Waâ—wicke Yea and forswore himselfe which Iesu pardon Qu Ma. Which God reuenge Glo. To fight on Edwards party for the crowne And for his meede poore Lo he is mewed vppe I would to God my heart were â—lint like Edwards Or Edwards soft and pittifull like mine I am too childish foolish for this world Qu. Ma. Hie thee to hell for shame and leaue the worlâ— Thou Cacodemon there thy kingdome is Ry. My Lo of Glocester in those busie daies Which here you vrge to proue vs enemies We followed then our Lo our lawfull King So should we you if you should be our King Glo. If I should be I had rather be a pedler Farre be it from my heart the thought of it Qu. As little ioy my Lord as you suppose You should enioy were you this countries King As little ioy may you suppose in me That I enioy being the Queene thereof Qu. M. A little ioy enioies the Queene thereof For I am she and altogether ioylesse I can no longer hold me patient Heaâ—e me you wrangling Pyrats that fall out In sharing that which you haue pild from me Which of you trembles not that lookes on me If not that I being Queene you bow like subiects Yet that by you deposde you quake like rebels O gentle villaine doe not turne away Glo. Foule wrinckled witch what makst thou in my sight Q. Ma. But repetition of what thou hast mard That will'I make before I let thee go A husband and a son thou owest to me And thou a kingdome all of you allegeance The sorrow that I haue by right is yours And all the pleasures you vsurpe are mine Glo. The curse my noble father laid on thee When thou didst crowne his warlike browes with paper And with thy scorne drewst riuers from his eies And then to drie them gauâ—st the Duke a clout Steept in the faultlesse bloud of pretty Rutland His curses then from bitternes of soule Denounst against thee are all fallen vpon thee And God not we hath plagde thy bloudy deede â— Qu. So iust is God to right the innocent Hast. O t was the foulest deede to slaie that babe And the most mercilesse that euer was heard of Riu. Tyrants
hark what noise is this Enter the Quee. Qu. Oh who shalâ— hinder me to waile and weepe To chide my fortune and torment my selfe I le ioine with blacke despaire against my soule And to my selfe become an enemy Dut. What meanes this sceane of rude impatience Qu. To make an act of tragicke violence Edward my Lord your sonne our King is dead Why grow the branches now the roote is witherd Why wither not the leaues the sap being gone If you will liue lament if die be briefe That our swiftwinged soules may catch the Kings Or like obedient subiects follow him To his new kingdome of perpetuall rest Dut. Ah somuch interest haue I in thy sorrow As I had title in thy noble husband I haue bewept a worthy husbands death And lm'd by looking on his images Bâ—t now two mirrours of his Princely semblance Are crackt in pieces by malignant death And I for comfort haue but one false glasse Which grieues me when I see my shame in him Thou art a widdow yet thou art a mother And hast the comfort of thy children left thee But death hath snatcht my children from mine armes And pluckt two crutches from my feeble lummes Edward and Clarence Oh what cause haue I Then being but moity of my griefe To ouergo thy plaints and drowne thy cries Boy Good Aunt you wept not for our fathers death How can we aide you with our kindreds â—â—ares Gerl. Our fatherlesse distresse was left vnmoand Your widdowes dolours likewise be vnwept Qu. Giue me no help in lamentation I am not barren to bring foorth laments All springs reduce their currents to mine eies That I being gouernd by the warry moane May send foorth plenteous teares to drowne the world Oh for my husband for my eire Lo Edward Ambo Oh for our father for our deare Lo Clarence Dut. Alas for both both mine Edward and Clarence Qu. What stay had I but Edward and he is gone Am. What stay had we but Clarence and he is gone Dut. Whaâ— staies had I but they and they are gone Qu. Waâ— neucr Widdow had so deare a losse Ambo Was neuer Orphanes had a dearer losse Du. Was neuer mother had a dearer losse Alas I am the mother of these mones Their woes are parceld mine are generall She for Edward weepes and so doe I I for a Clarence weepe so doth not she These babes for Clarence weepe and so doe I I for an Edward weepe so doe not they Alas you three on me threefold distrest Poure all your teares I am your forrowes nurse And I will pamper it with lamentations Enter Glocest. with others Gl. Madame haue comfort al of vs haue cause To waile the dimming of our shining starre But none can cure their harmes by wailing them Madame my mother I doe crie you mercy I did not see your Grace humbly on my knee I craue your blessing Du. God blesse thee and put meekenes in thy minde Loue charity obedience and true duety Glo. Amen and make me die a good old man That 's the butt end of a mothers blessing I maruell why her Grace did leaue it out Buck. You cloudy Princes and hart-sorrowing peeres That beare this mutuall heauy lode of moane Now cheare each other in each others loue Though we haue spent our haruest of this King We are to reape the haruest of his sonne The broken rancour of your high swolne hearts But lately splinterd knit and ioynd etogether Must gently be preseru'd cherisht and kept Me seemeth good that with some little traine Forthwith from Ludlow the yong Prince be fetcht Hither to London to be crownd our King Glo. Then be it so and go we to determine Who they shal be that straight shall post to Ludlow Madame and you my mother will you go To giue your censures in this waighty busines Ans. With all our hearts Exeunt man Glo. Buck. Buck. My Lord who euer iourneies to the Prince For Gods sake let not vs two stay behinde For by the way I le sort occasion As index to the story we late talkt of To part the Queenes proud kindred from the King Glo. My other selfe my counsels consistory My Oracle my Prophet my deare Cosen I like a childe will go by thy direction Towards Ludlow then for we will not stay behinde Enter two Cittizens 1 Cit. Neighbour well met whither away so fast 2 Cit. I promise you I scarcely know my selfe 1 Heare you the newes abroad 2 I that the King is dead 1 Bad newes birlady seldome comes the better I feare I feare t will prooue a troublous world Ent. another Citt. 3 Cit. Good morrow neighbours Doth this newes hold of good King Edwards death 1 It doth 3 Then masters looke to see a troublouâ— world 1 No no by Gods good grace his sonne shall raigne 3 Woe to that land that 's gouernd by a childe 2 In him there is a hope of gouernement That in his nonage counsell vnder him And in his full and ripened yeres himselfe No doubt shall then and till then gouerne well 1 So stoode the state when Harry the sixt Was crownd at Paris but at ix moneths olde 3 Stoode the state so no good my friend not so For then this land was famously enricht With pollitike graue counsell then the King Had vertuous Vnckles to protect his Grace 2 So hath this both by the father and motheâ— 3 Better it were they all came by the father Or by the father there were none at all For emulation now who shall be neerest Will touch vs all too neare if God preuent not Oh full of danger is the Duke of Glocester And the Queenes kindred hauty and proud And were they to be rulde and not to rule This sickly land might solace as before 2 Come come we feare the worst all shal be well 3 When cloudes appeare wise men put on their clokes When great leaues fall the winter is at hand When the sunne sets who doth not looke for night Vntimely stormes make men expect a darth All may be well but if God sort it so T is more then we deserue or I expect 1 Truely the soules of men are full of bread Yee cannot almost reason with a man That lookes not heauily and full of feare 3 Before the times of change still is it so By a diuine instinct mens mindes mistrust Ensuing dangers as by proofe we see The waters swell before a boistrous storme But leaâ—e it all to God whither away 2 We are sent for to the Iustice 3 And so was I I le beare you company Exeunt Enter Cardinall Dutches of Yorke Quee. young Yorke Car. Last night I heare they lay at Northhaâ—pton At Stonistratford will they be to night To morrow or next day they will be here Dut. I long with all my heart to see the Prince I hope he is much growen since last I saw him Qu. But I heare no they say my sonne of Yorke Hath almost ouertane him in his growth Yor.
that Richmond is their admirall And there they hull expecting but the aide Of Buckingham to welcome them a shore King Some light foote friend post to the Duke of Norff. Ratcliffe thy selfe or Catesbie where is hee Cat. Here my Lord. King Flie to the Duke post thou to Salisburie When thou comst there dull vnmindfull villaine Whie standst thou still and goest not to the Duke Cat. First mightie Soueraigne let me know your minde What from your grace I shall deliuer them King O true good Catesbie bid him leuie straight The greatest strength and power he can make And meete me presentlie at Salisburie Rat. What is it your highnes pleasure I shall do at Salisbury King Whie what wouldst thou doe there before I goe Rat. Your highnes told me I should post before King My mind is changd sir my minde is changd How now what newes with you Enter Darbie Dar. None good my Lord to please you with the hearing Nor none so bad but it may well be told King Hoiday a riddle neither good nor bad Why doest thou runne so many mile about When thou maist tell thy tale a neerer way Once more what newes Dar. Richmond is on the Seas King There let him sinke and be the season him White liuerd runnagate what doeth he there Dar. I know not mightie Soueraigne but by guesse King Well sir as you guesse as you guesse Dar. Sturd vp by Dorset Buckingham and Elie He makes for England there to claime the crowne King Is the chaire emptie is the sword vnswaied Is the king dead the Empire vnpossest What heire of Yorke is there aliue but we And who is Englands King but great Yorkes heire Then tell me what doeth he vpon the sea Dar. Vnlesse for that my liege I cannot guesse King Vnlesse for that he comes to be your liege You cannot guesse wherefore the Welshman comes Thou wilt reuolt and flie to him I feare Dar. No mightie liege therefore mistrust me not King Where is thy power then to beate him backe Where are thy tennants and thy followers Are they not now vpon the Westerne shore Safe conducting the rebels from their ships Dar No my good Lord my friendes are in the North. King Cold friends to Richard what doe they in the North When they should serue their Soueraigne in the West Dar. They haue not bin commaunded mightie soueraigne Please it your Maiestie to giue me leaue I le muster vp my friendes and meete your grace Where and what time your Maiestie shall please King I I thou wouldest be gone to ioyne with Richmond I will not trust you Sir Dar. Most mightie Soueraigne You haue no cause to hold my friendship doubtfull I neuer was nor neuer will be false King Well go muster men but heare you leaue behinde Your sonne George Stanlie looke your faith be firme Or else his heads assurance is but fraile Dar. So deale with him as I proue true to you Enter a Messenger Mes. My gracious Soueraigne now in Deuonshire As I by friendes am well aduertised Sir William Courtney and the haughtie Prelate Bishop of Exceâ—â—r his brother there With manie mo confederates are in armes Enter another Messenger Mes. My Liege in Kent the Guilfordes are in armes And euerie houre more competitors Flocke to their aide and still their power increaseth Enter another Messenger Mes. My Lord the armie of the Duke of Buckingham He strikeâ—h him King Out on you owles nothing but songs off death Take that vntill thou bring me better newes Mes. Your grace mistakes the newes I bring is good My newes is that by sudden floud and fall of water The Duke of Buckinghams armie is disperst and scattered And he himselfe fled no man knowes whether King O I crie you mercie I did mistake Ratcliffe reward him for the blow I gaue him Hath any well aduised friend giuen out Rewardes for him that brings in Buckingham Mes. Such proclamation hath bene made my liege Enter another Messenger Mes. Sir Thomas Louel and Lord Marques Dorset T is said my liege are vp in armes Yet this good comfort bring I to your grace The Brittaine nauie is disperst Richmond in Dorshire Sent out a boate to aske them on the shore If they were his assistants yea or no Who answered him they came from Buckingham Vpon his partie he mistrusting them Hoâ—st sale and made away for Brittaine King March on march on since we are vp in armes If not to fight with forreine enemies Yet to beate downe these rebels here at home Enter Catesbie Cat. My liege the Duke of Buckingham is taken That 's the best newes that the Earle of Richmond Is with a mightie power landed at Milford Is colder tidings yet they must be told King Away towardes Salisburie while we reason here A royall battell might be wonne and loâ—t Some one take order Buckingham be brought To Salisburie the rest march on with me Exeunt Entee Dâ—rbie Sir Christopher Dar. Sir Christapher tell Richmond this from me That in the stie of this most bloudie bore My sonne George Stanlie is franckt vp in hold If I reuolt off goes young Georges head The feare of that with holdes my present aide But tell me where is princelie Richmond now Christ. At Pembroke or at Harford-west in Wales Dar. What men of name resort to him S. Christ. Sir Walter Herbert a renowned souldier Sir Gilbert Talbot Sir William Stanlie Oxford redoubted Pembroke Sir Iames Blunt Rice vp Thomas with a valiant crew With many moe of noble fame and worth And towardes London they doe bend their course If by the way they be not fought withall Dar. Retourne vnto thy Lord commend me to him Tell him the Queene hath hartelie consented He shall espouse Elizabeth her daughter These letters will resolue him of my minde Farewell Exeunt Enter Buckinghaâ— to execution Buck. Will not king Richard let me speake with him Rat. No my Lord therefore be patient Buck. Hastings and Edwards children Riuers Gray Holie king Henrie and thy faire sonne Edward Vaughan and all that haue miscarried By vnderhand corrupted foule iniustice If that your moodie discontented â—oules Doe through the cloudes behold this present houre Euen for reuenge mocke my destruction This is Alsoules day fellowes is it not Rat. It is my Lord. Buck. Whie then Alsoules day is my bodies domesday This is the day that in king Edwards time I wisht might fall on me when I was found False to his children or his wiues allies This is the day wherein I wisht to fall By the false faith of him I trusted most This this Alsoules day to my fearefull soule Is the determind respit of my wrongs That high al-seer that I dallied with Hath turnd my fained prayer on my head And giuen in earnest what â— begd in iest Thus doeth he force the swordes of wicked men To turne their owne pointes on their Maisters bosome Now Margarets curse is fallen vpon my head When he quorh she shall splâ—t thy hart with