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A08469	The first part of the true and honorable historie, of the life of Sir Iohn Old-castle, the good Lord Cobham As it hath been lately acted by the right honorable the Earle of Notingham Lord high Admirall of England his seruants.; Sir John Oldcastle.	Munday, Anthony, 1553-1633. aut; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631. aut; Wilson, Robert, d. 1600. aut; Hathway, Richard, fl. 1598-1602. aut	1600 (1600)	STC 18795; ESTC S106323	46,191	82

be all friends then Constable Well said mistris Dorothy ifaith Harp Thou art the madst priest that euer I met with Wroth. Giue me thy hand thou art as good a fellow I am a singer a drinker a bencher a wencher I can say a masse and kisse a lasse faith I haue a parsonage and bicause I would not be at too much charges this wench serues me for a sexton Harp Well said mad priest wee le in and be friends exeunt Enter sir Roger Acton master Bourne master Beuerley and William Murley the brewer of Dunstable Acton Now maister Murley I am well assurde You know our arrant and do like the cause Being a man affected as we are Mu. Mary God dild ye daintie my deere no master good Sr Roger Acton Knight maister Bourne and maister Beuerley esquires gentlemen and iustices of the peace no maister I but plaine William Murly the brewer of Dunstable your honest neighbour and your friend if ye be men of my profession Beuerley Professed friends to Wickliffe foes to Rome Murl. Hold by me lad leane vpon that staffe good maister Beuerley all of a house say your mind say your mind Acton You know our faction now is growne so great Throughout the realme that it beginnes to smoake Into the Cleargies eies and the Kings eares High time it is that we were drawne to head Our generall and officers appoynted And warres ye wot will aske great store of coine Able to strength our action with your purse You are elected for a colonell Ouer a regiment of fifteene bands Murley Fue paltrie paltrie in and out to and fro be it more or lesse vppon occasion Lorde haue mercie vppon vs what a world is this Sir Roger Acton I am but a Dunstable man a plaine brewer ye know will lusty Caualiering captaines gentlemen come at my calling goe at my bidding Daintie my deere thei le doe a dogge of waxe a horse of cheese a pricke and a pudding no no ye must appoint some lord or knight at least to that place Bourne Why master Murley you shall be a Knight Were you not in election to be shrieue Haue ye not past all offices but that Haue ye not wealth to make your wife a lady I warrant you my lord our Generall Bestowes that honor on you at first sight Murley Mary God dild ye daintie my deare But tell me who shal be our Generall Where 's the lord Cobham sir Iohn Old-castle That noble almes-giuer housekeeper vertuous Religious gentleman Come to me there boies Come to me there Acton Why who but he shall be our Generall Murley And shall he knight me and make me colonell Acton My word for that sir William Murley knight Murley Fellow sir Roger Acton knight all fellowes I meane in armes how strong are we how many partners our enemies beside the King are mightie be it more or lesse vpon occasion reckon our force Acton There are of vs our friends and followers Three thousand and three hundred at the least Of northerne lads foure thousand beside horse From Kent there comes with sir Iohn Old-castle Seauen thousand then from London issue out Of maisters seruants strangers prentices Fortie odde thousands into Ficket field Where we appoynt our speciall randeuous Murley Fue paltry paltry in and out to and fro Lord haue mercie vpon vs what a world is this where 's that Ficket fielde sir Roger Acton Behinde saint Giles in the field neere Holborne Murley Newgate vp Holborne S. Giles in the field and to Tiborne an old saw for the day for the day Acton On friday next the foureteenth day of Ianuary Murley Tyllie vallie trust me neuer if I haue any liking of that day fue paltry paltry friday quoth a dismall day Childermasse day this yeare was friday Beuerley Nay maister Murley if you obserue such daies We make some question of your constancie All daies are like to men resolu'de in right Murley Say Amen and say no more but say and hold master Beuerley friday next and Ficket field and William Murley and his merry men shal be al one I haue halfe a score iades that draw my beere cartes and euery iade shall beare a knaue and euery knaue shall weare a iacke and euery iacke shal haue a scull and euery scull shal shew a speare and euery speare shal kill a foe at Ficket field at Ficket field Iohn and Tom and Dicke and Hodge and Rafe and Robin William George and all my knaues shall fight like men at Ficket field on friday next Bourne What summe of money meane you to disburse Murley It may be modestly decently soberly and handsomely I may bring fiue hundreth pound Acton Fiue hundreth man fiue thousand 's not enough A hundreth thousand will not pay our men Two months together either come preparde Like a braue Knight and martiall Colonell In glittering golde and gallant furniture Bringing in coyne a cart loade at the least And all your followers mounted on good horse Or neuer come disgracefull to vs all Beuerley Perchance you may be chosen Treasurer Tenne thousand pounds the least that you can bring Murley Paltry paltry in and out and fro vpon I haue ten thousand pound to spend and tenne too And rather than the Bishop shall haue his will of mee for my conscience it shall out all Flame and flaxe flame and flaxe it was gotte with water and mault and it shal flie with fire and gunne powder Sir Roger a cart loade of mony til the axetree cracke my selfe and my men in Ficket field on friday next remember my Knighthoode and my place there 's my hand I le bee there Exit Acton See what Ambition may perswade men to In hope of honor he will spend himselfe Bourne I neuer thought a Brewer halfe so rich Beuerley Was neuer bankerout Brewer yet but one With vsing too much mault too little water Acton That 's no fault in Brewers now-adayes Come away about our businesse exeunt Enter K. Harry Suffolke Butler and Old-castle kneeling to the King Harry T is not enough Lord Cobham to submit You must forsake your grosse opinion The Bishops find themselues much iniured And though for some good seruice you haue done We for our part are pleasde to pardon you Yet they will not so soone be satisfied Cobham My gracious Lord vnto your Maiestie Next vnto my God I owe my life And what is mine either by natures gift Or fortunes bountie al is at your seruice But for obedience to the Pope of Rome I owe him none nor shall his shaueling priests That are in England alter my beliefe If out of holy Scripture they can proue That I am in an errour I will yeeld And gladly take instruction at their hands But otherwise I do beseech your grace My conscience may not be incroacht vpon Har. We would be loath to presse our subiects bodies Much lesse their soules the deere redeemed part Of him that is the ruler of vs all Yet let me counsell ye that might command

Mur. True I did say so but in what respect Because I heard it was reported so Har. Was there no other argument but that Act. To cleere my conscience ere I die my lord I must confesse we haue no other ground But only Rumor to accuse this lord Which now I see was merely fabulous Har. The more pernitious you to taint him then Whome you knew not was faulty yea or no Cobh. Let this my Lord which I present your grace Speake for my loyalty reade these articles And then giue sentence of my life or death Har. Earle Cambridge Scroope and Gray corrupted With bribes from Charles of France either to winne My Crowne from me or secretly contriue My death by treason Is this possible Cobh. There is the platforme and their hands my lord Each seuerally subscribed to the same Har. Oh neuer heard of base ingratitude Euen those I hugge within my bosome most Are readiest euermore to sting my heart Pardon me Cobham I haue done thee wrong Heereafter I will liue to make amends Is then their time of meeting so neere hand Wee le meete with them but little for their ease If God permit goe take these rebells hence Let them haue martiall law but as for thee Friend to thy king and country still be free Exeunt Murl. Be it more or lesse what a world is this Would I had continued still of the order of knaues And neuer sought knighthood since it costes So deere sir Roger I may thanke you for all Acton Now t is too late to haue it remedied I prithee Murley doe not vrge me with it Hunt Will you away and make no more to do Murl. Fy paltry paltry to and fro as occasion serues If you be so hasty take my place Hunt No good sir knight you shall begin in your hand Murl. I could be glad to giue my betters place Exeunt Enter Bishop lord Warden Croamer the Shrieue Lady Cob and attendants Bishop I tell ye Lady it s not possible But you should know where he conueies himselfe And you haue hid him in some secret place Lady My Lord beleeue me as I haue a soule I know not where my lord my husband is Bishop Go to go to ye are an heretike And will be forc'de by torture to confesse If faire meanes will not serue to make ye tell Lady My husband is a noble gentleman And neede not hide himselfe for anie fact That ere I heard of therefore wrong him not Bishop Your husband is a dangerous schismaticke Traitor to God the King and common wealth And therefore master Croamer shrieue of Kent I charge you take her to your custodie And ceaze the goods of Sir John Old-castle To the Kings vse let her go in no more To fetch so much as her apparell out There is your warrant from his maiestie L. War Good my Lord Bishop pacifie your wrath Against the Lady Bish. Then let her confesse Where Old-castle her husband is conceald L. War I dare engage mine honor and my life Poore gentlewoman she is ignorant And innocent of all his practises If any euill by him be practised Bish. If my Lord Warden nay then I charge you That all the cinque Ports whereof you are chiefe Be laid forthwith that he escape vs not Shew him his highnesse warrant M. Shrieue L. War I am sorie for the noble gentleman Enter Old-castle Harp Bish. Peace he comes here now do your office Old-castle Harpoole what businesse haue we here in hand VVhat makes the Bishop and the Sheriffe here I feare my comming home is dangerous I would I had not made such haste to Cobham Harp Be of good cheere my Lord if they be foes wee le scramble shrewdly with them if they be friends they are welcome one of them my Lord Warden is your friend but me thinkes my ladie weepes I like not that Croo. Sir Iohn Old-castle Lord Cobham in the Kings maiesties name I arrest ye of high treason Oldca. Treason M. Croomes Harp Treason M. Shrieue sbloud what treason Oldca. Harpoole I charge thee stirre not but be quiet still Do ye arrest me M. Shrieue for treason Bish. Yea of high treason traitor heretike Oldca. Defiance in his face that calls me so I am as true a loyall gentleman Vnto his highnesse as my prowdest enemie The King shall witnesse my late faithfull seruice For safety of his sacred maiestie Bish. VVhat thou art the kings hand shall testifie She wt him Lord Warden Old Iesu defend me Is 't possible your cunning could so temper The princely disposition of his mind To signe the damage of a royall subiect Well the best is it beares an ancedate Procured by my absence and your malice But I since that haue shewd my selfe as true As any churchman that dare challenge me Let me be brought before his maiestie If he acquite me not then do your worst Bish. We are not bound to do kind offices For any traitor schismatike nor heretike The kings hand is our warrant for our worke Who is departed on his way for France And at Southhampton doth repose this night Harp O that it were the blessed will of God that thou and I were within twenty mile of it on Salisbury plaine I would lose my head if euer thou broughtst thy head hither againe aside Oldca. My Lord Warden o' th cinque Ports my Lord of Rochester ye are ioynt Commissioners fauor me so much On my expence to bring me to the king Bish. What to Southhampton Oldca. Thither my god Lord And if he do not cleere me of al guilt And all suspition of conspiracie Pawning his princely warrant for my truth I aske no fauour but extreamest torture Bring me or send me to him good my Lord Good my Lord Warden M Shrieue entreate Here the Lord Warden and Cromer vncouer to the Bishop and secretly whispers with him Come hither lady nay sweet wife forbeare To heape one sorrow on anothers necke T is griefe enough falsly to be accusde And not permitted to acquite my selfe Do not thou with thy kind respectiue teares Torment thy husbands heart that bleedes for thee But be of comfort God hath help in store For those that put assured trust in him Deere wife if they commit me to the Tower Come vp to London to your sisters house That being neere me you may comfort me One solace find I setled in my soule That I am free from treasons very thought Only my conscience for the Gospels sake Is cause of all the troubles I sustaine Lady O my deere Lord what shall betide of vs You to the Tower and I turnd out of doores Our substance ceaz'd vnto his highnesse vse Euen to the garments longing to our backes Harp Patience good madame things at worst will mend And if they doe not yet our liues may end Bish. Vrge it no more for if an Angell spake I sweare by sweet saint Peters blessed keyes First goes he to the Tower then to the stake Crom. But by your leaue

that wisheth well vnto your honor My name is Powes an olde friend of yours Cobham My honorable lord and worthy friend What makes your lordship thus alone in Kent And thus disguised in this strange attire Powis My Lord an vnexpected accident Hath at this time inforc'de me to these parts And thus it hapt not yet ful fiue dayes since Now at the last Assise at Hereford It chanst that the lord Herbert and my selfe Mongst other things discoursing at the table To fall in speech about some certaine points Of Wickcliffes doctrine gainst the papacie And the religion catholique maintaind Through the most part of Europe at this day This wilfull teasty lord stucke not to say That Wickcliffe was a knaue a schismatike His doctrine diuelish and hereticall And what soere he was maintaind the same was traitor both to God and to his country Being moued at his peremptory speech I told him some maintained those opinions Men and truer subiects then lord Herbert was And he replying in comparisons Your name was vrgde my lord gainst his chalenge To be a perfect fauourer of the trueth And to be short from words we fell to blowes Our seruants and our tenants taking parts Many on both sides hurt and for an houre The broyle by no meanes could be pacified Vntill the Iudges rising from the bench Were in their persons forc'de to part the fray Cobham I hope no man was violently slaine Powis Faith none I trust but the lord Herberts selfe Who is in truth so dangerously hurt As it is doubted he can hardly scape Cobham I am sory my good lord of these ill newes Powis This is the cause that driues me into Kent To shrowd my selfe with you so good a friend Vntill I heare how things do speed at home Cobham Your lordship is most welcome vnto Cobham But I am very sory my good lord My name was brought in question in this matter Considering I haue many enemies That threaten malice and do lie in waite To take aduantange of the smallest thing But you are welcome and repose your lordship And keepe your selfe here secret in my house Vntill we heare how the lord Herbert speedes Here comes my man Enter Harpoole Sirra what newes Harpoole Yonder 's one maister Butler of the priuie chamber is sent vnto you from the King Powis I pray God the lord Herbert be not dead and the King hearing whither I am gone hath sent for me Cob. Comfort your selfe my lord I warrant you Harpoole Fellow what ailes thee doost thou quake dost thou shake dost thou tremble ha Cob. Peace you old foole sirra conuey this gentleman in the backe way and bring the other into the walke Harpoole Come sir you are welcome if you loue my lorde Powis God haue mercy gentle friend exeunt Cob. I thought as much that it would not be long before I heard of something from the King about this matter Enter Harpoole with Maister Butler Harpoole Sir yonder my lord walkes you see him I le haue your men into the Celler the while Cobh. welcome good maister Butler Butler Thankes my good lord his Maiestie dooth commend his loue vnto your lordship and wils you to repaire vnto the court Cobh. God blesse his Highnesse and confound his ennemies I hope his Maiestie is well Butler In health my lord Cobh. God long continue it mee thinkes you looke as though you were not well what ailes you sir Butler Faith I haue had a foolish odde mischance that angers mee comming ouer Shooters hill there came a fellow to me like a Sailer and asked me money and whilst I staide my horse to draw my purse he takes th' aduantage of a little banck and leapes behind me whippes my purse away and with a sodaine ierke I know not how threw me at least three yards out of my saddle I neuer was so robbed in all my life Cobh. I am very sorie sir for your mischance wee will send our warrant foorth to stay such suspitious persons as shal be found then maister Butler we wil attend you Butler I humbly thanke your lordship I will attend you Enter the Sumner Sum. I haue the law to warrant what I do and though the Lord Cobham be a noble man that dispenses not with law I dare serue processe were a fiue noble men though we Sumners make sometimes a mad slip in a corner with a prettie wench a Sumner must not goe alwayes by seeing a manne may be content to hide his eies where he may feele his profit well this is my Lord Cobhams house if I can deuise to speake with him if not I le clap my citation vpon 's doore so my lord of Rochester bid me but me thinkes here comes one of his men Enter Harpoole Harp Welcome good fellow welcome who wouldst thou speake with Sum. With my lord Cobham I would speake if thou be one of his men Harp Yes I am one of his men but thou canst not speake with my lord Sum. May I send to him them Harp I le tel thee that when I know thy errand Sum. I will not tel my errand to thee Harp Then keepe it to thy selfe and walke like a knaue as thou camest Sum. I tell thee my lord keepes no knaues sirra Harp Then thou seruest him not I beleeue what lord is thy master Sum. My lord of Rochester Harp In good time and what wouldst thou haue with my lord Cobham Sum. I come by vertue of a processe to ascite him to appeare before my lord in the court at Rochester Harp aside Wel God grant me patience I could eate this conger My lord is not at home therefore it were good Sumner you caried your processe backe Sum. Why if he will not be spoken withall then will I leaue it here and see you that he take knowledge of it Harp Swounds you slaue do you set vp your bills here go to take it downe againe doest thou know what thou dost dost thee know on whom thou seruest processe Sum. Yes marry doe I Sir Iohn Old-castle Lord Cobham Harp I am glad thou knowest him yet and sirra dost not thou know that the lord Cobham is a braue lord that keepes good beefe and beere in his house and euery day feedes a hundred poore people at 's gate and keepes a hundred tall fellowes Sum. What 's that to my processe Harp Mary this sir is this processe parchment Sum. Yes mary Harp And this seale waxe Sum. It is so Harp If this be parchment this wax eate you this parchment and this waxe or I will make parchment of your skinne and beate your braines into waxe Sirra Sumner dispatch deuoure sirra deuoure Sum. I am my lord of Rochesters Sumner I came to do my office and thou shalt answere it Harp Sirra no railing but betake you to your teeth thou shalt eate no worse then thou bringst with thee thou bringst it for my lord and wilt thou bring my lord worse then thou wilt eate thy selfe Sum. Sir I brought it

now as likely as another time Sinne hath had many yeeres to ripen in And now the haruest cannot be farre off Wherein the weedes of vsurpation Are to be cropt and cast into the fire Scroope No more earle Cambridge here I plight my faith To set vp thee and thy renowned wife Gray Gray will performe the same as he is knight Chart. And to assist ye as I said before Charters doth gage the honor of his king Scroope We lacke but now Lord Cobhams fellowship And then our plot were absolute indeede Camb. Doubt not of him my lord his life 's pursu'de By th' incensed Cleargy and of late Brought in displeasure with the king assures He may be quickly wonne vnto our faction Who hath the articles were drawne at large Of our whole purpose Gray That haue I my Lord Camb. We should not now be farre off from his house Our serious conference hath beguild the way See where his castle stands giue me the writing When we are come vnto the speech of him Because we will not stand to make recount Of that which hath beene saide here he shall reade enter Cob Our mindes at large and what we craue of him Scroope A ready way here comes the man himselfe Booted and spurrd it seemes he hath beene riding Camb. VVell met lord Cobham Cobh. My lord of Cambridge Your honor is most welcome into Kent And all the rest of this faire company I am new come from London gentle Lordes But will ye not take Cowling for your host And see what entertainement it affordes Camb. We were intended to haue beene your guests But now this lucky meeting shall suffise To end our businesse and deferre that kindnesse Cobh. Businesse my lord what businesse should you haue But to be mery we haue no delicates But this I le promise you a peece of venison A cup of wine and so forth hunters fare And if you please wee le strike the stagge our selues Shall fill our dishes with his wel-fed flesh Scroope That is indeede the thing we all desire Cobh. My lordes and you shall haue your choice with me Camb. Nay but the stagge which we desire to strike Liues not in Cowling if you will consent And goe with vs wee le bring you to a forrest Where runnes a lusty hierd amongst the which There is a stagge superior to the rest A stately beast that when his fellows runne He leades the race and beates the sullen earth As though he scornd it with his trampling hoofes Aloft he beares his head and with his breast Like a huge bulwarke counter-checkes the wind And when he standeth still he stretcheth forth His prowd ambitious necke as if he meant To wound the firmament with forked hornes Cobh. T is pitty such a goodly beast should die Camb. Not so sir Iohn for he is tyrannous And gores the other deere and will not keep Within the limites are appointed him Of late hee s broke into a seueral Which doth belong to me and there he spoiles Both corne and pasture two of his wilde race Alike for stealth and couetous incroatching Already are remou'd if he were dead I should not onely be secure from hurt But with his body make a royall feast Scroope How say you then will you first hunt with vs Cobh. Faith Lords I like the pastime where 's the place Camb. Peruse this writing it will shew you all And what occasion we haue for the sport he reades Cobh. Call ye this hunting my lords Is this the stag You faine would chase Harry our dread king So we may make a banquet for the diuell And in the steede of wholsome meate prepare A dish of poison to confound our selues Camb. Why so lord Cobham see you not our claime And how imperiously he holdes the crowne Scroope besides you know your selfe is in disgrace Held as a recreant and pursude to death This will defend you from your enemies And stablish your religion through the land Cobh. Notorious treason yet I will conceale aside My secret thoughts to sound the depth of it My lord of Cambridge I doe see your claime And what good may redound vnto the land By prosecuting of this enterprise But where are men where 's power and furniture To order such an action we are weake Harry you know's a mighty potentate Camb. Tut we are strong enough you are belou'de And many will be glad to follow you VVe are the light and some will follow vs Besides there is hope from France here 's an embassador That promiseth both men and money too The commons likewise as we heare pretend A sodaine tumult we wil ioyne with them Cobh. Some likelihoode I must confesse to speede But how shall I beleeue this is plaine truth You are my lords such men as liue in Court And highly haue beene fauour'd of the king Especially lord Scroope whome oftentimes He maketh choice of for his bedfellow And you lord Gray are of his priuy councell Is not this a traine to intrappe my life Camb. Then perish may my soule what thinke you so Scroope VVee le sweare to you Gray Or take the sacrament Cobh. Nay you are noble men and I imagine As you are honorable by birth and bloud So you will be in heart in thought in word I craue no other testimony but this That you would all subscribe and set your hands Vnto this writing which you gaue to me Camb. VVith all our hearts who hath any pen and inke Scroope My pocket should haue one yea heere it is Camb. Giue it me lord Scroope there is my name Scroope And there is my name Gray And mine Cobh. Sir let me craue That you would likewise write your name with theirs For confirmation of your maisters word The king of Fraunce Char. That will I noble Lord Cobh. So now this action is well knit together And I am for you where 's our meeting lords Camb. Here if you please the tenth of Iuly next Cobh. In Kent agreed now let vs in to supper I hope your honors will not away to night Camb. Yes presently for I haue farre to ride About solliciting of other friends Scroope And we would not be absent from the court Lest thereby grow suspition in the king Cobh. Yet taste a cup of wine before ye go Camb. Not now my lord we thanke you so farewell Cob. Farewell my noble lordes my noble lords My noble villaines base conspirators How can they looke his Highnesse in the face Whome they so closly study to betray But I le not sleepe vntill I make it knowne This head shall not be burdned with such thoughts Nor in this heart will I conceale a deede Of such impietie against my king Madam how now Enter Harpoole and the rest Lady cobh. You are welcome home my Lord Why seeme ye so disquiet in your lookes What hath befalne you that disquiets your minde Lady Po. Bad newes I am afraide touching my husband Cobh. Madam not so there is your husbands pardon Long may ye

liue each ioy vnto the other Powesse So great a kindnesse as I knowe not howe to make reply my sense is quite confounded Cobh. Let that alone and madam stay me not For I must backe vnto the court againe With all the speede I can Harpoole my horse Lady Cob. So soone my Lord what will you ride all night Cobham All night or day it must be so sweete wife Vrge me not why or what my businesse is But get you in Lord Powesse beare with me And madam thinke your welcome nere the worse My house is at your vse Harpoole away Harp Shall I attend your lordship to the court Cobh. Yea sir your gelding mount you presently exe Lady Cobh. I prythee Harpoole looke vnto thy Lord I do not like this sodaine posting backe Powes Some earnest businesse is a foote belike What e're it be pray God be his good guide Lady Po. Amen that hath so highly vs bested Lady Co. Come madam and my lord wee le hope the best You shall not into Wales till he returne Powesse Though great occasion be we should departe yet madam will we stay to be resolude of this vnlookt for doubtful accident Exeunt Enter Murley and his men prepared in some filthy order for warre Murly Come my hearts of flint modestly decently soberly and handsomly no man afore his Leader follow your master your Captaine your Knight that shal be for the honor of Meale-men Millers and Mault-men dunne is the mowse Dicke and Tom for the credite of Dunstable ding downe the enemie to morrow ye shall not come into the field like beggars where be Leonard and Laurence my two loaders Lord haue mercie vpon vs what a world is this I would giue a couple of shillings for a dozen of good fethers for ye and forty pence for as many skarffes to set ye out withall frost and snow a man has no heart to fight till he be braue Dicke Master I hope we be no babes for our manhood our bucklers and our towne foote-balls can beare witnesse and this lite parrell we haue shall off and wee 'l fight naked afore we runne away Tom. Nay I am of Laurence mind for that for he meanes to leaue his life behind him he and Leonard your two loaders are making their wills because they haue wiues now we Bachellers bid our friends scramble for our goods if we die but master pray ye let me ride vpon Cutte Murly Meale and salt wheat and mault fire and tow frost and snow why Tom thou shalt let me see here are you William and George are with my cart and Robin and Hodge holding my owne two horses proper men handsom men tall men true men Dicke But master master me thinkes you are a mad man to hazard your owne person and a cart load of money too Tom. Yea and maister there 's a worse matter in 't if it be as I heard say we go to fight against all the learned Bishops that should giue vs their blessing and if they curse vs we shall speede nere the better Dicke Nay bi r lady some say the King takes their part and master dare you fight against the King Murly Fie paltry paltry in and out to and fro vpon occasion if the King be so vnwise to come there wee le fight with him too Tom. What if we should kill the King Mur. Then wee le make another Dicke Is that all do ye not speake treason Mur. If we do who dare trippe vs we come to fight for our conscience and for honor little know you what is in my bosome looke here madde knaues a paire of guilt spurres Tom. A paire of golden spurres why do you not put them on your heeles your bosome 's no place for spurres Mur. Bee 't more or lesse vpon occasion Lord haue mercy vs Tom th' art a foole and thou speakest treason to knighthood dare any weare golden or siluer spurs til he be a knight no I shall be knighted to morrow and then they shall on sirs was it euer read in the church booke of Dunstable that euer mault man was made knight Tom. No but you are more you are meal-man maultman miller corne-master and all Dicke Yea and halfe a brewer too and the diuell and all for wealth you bring more money with you than all the rest Mur. The more 's my honor I shal be a knight to morow let me spose my men Tom vpon cutte Dicke vpon hobbe Hodge vpon Ball Raph vpon Sorell and Robin vpon the forehorse Enter Acton Bourne and Beuerley Tom. Stand who comes there Act. Al friends good fellow Murl. Friends and fellowes indeede sir Roger Act. Why thus you shew your selfe a Gentleman To keepe your day and come so well preparde Your cart stands yonder guarded by your men Who tell me it is loaden well with come What summe is there Mur. Ten thousand pound sir Roger and modestly decently soberly and handsomely see what I haue here against I be knighted Act. Gilt spurs t is well Mur. But where 's our armie sir Act. Disperst in sundry villages about Some here with vs in Hygate some at Finchley Totnam Enfield Edmunton Newington Islington Hogsdon Pancredge Kenzington Some neerer Thames Ratcliffe Blackwall and Bow But our chiefe strength must be the Londoners Which ere the Sunne to morrow shine Will be nere fiftie thousand in the field Mur. Mary God dild ye daintie my deere but vpon occasion sir Roger Acton doth not the King know of it and gather his power against vs Act. No hee 's secure at Eltham Mur. What do the Cleargie Act. Feare extreamly yet prepare no force Mur. In and out to and fro Bullie my boikin we shall shall the world afore vs I vow by my worshippe when I am knighted wee le take the King napping if he stand on their part Act. This night we few in Higate will repose With the first cocke wee le rise and arme our selues To be in Ficket fielde by breake of day And there expect our Generall Mur. Sir Iohn Old-castle what if he come not Bourne Yet our action stands Sir Roger Acton may supply his place Mur. True M. Bourne but who shall make me knight Beuer. He that hath power to be our Generall Act. Talke not of trifles come le ts away Our friends of London long till it be day exeunt Enter sir Iohn of Wrootham and Doll Doll By my troth thou art as ielous a man as liues Priest Canst thou blame me Doll thou art my lands my goods my iewels my wealth my purse none walks within xl. miles of London but a plies thee as truely as the parish does the poore mans boxe Doll I am as true to thee as the stone is in the wal and thou knowest well enough sir Iohn I was in as good doing when I came to thee as any wench neede to be and therefore thou hast tried me that thou hast by Gods body I wil not be kept as I haue bin that I will not Priest Doll if this