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A11267	The true chronicle historie of the whole life and death of Thomas Lord Cromwell As it hath beene sundry times publikely acted by the Kings Maiesties Seruants. Written by VV.S.; Thomas, Lord Cromwell	W. S.; Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631, attributed name.; Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641, attributed name.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616, attributed name.	1613 (1613)	STC 21533; ESTC S106330	30,304	56

be preiudiciall to the state And though that God hath raisde my fortune hyer Then any way I lookt for or deseru'de Yet my life no longer with me dwell Then I prooue true vnto my Soueraigne What say you maister Cromwell haue you those writings I or no Crom. Here are the writings and vpon my knees I giue them vp vnto the worthy Dukes Of Suffolke and of Norfolke he was my Maister And each vertuous part That liued in him I tendered with my hart But what his head complotted gainst the state My countries loue commands me that to hate His sudden death I greeue for not his fall Because he sought to worke my countries thrall Suff. Cromwell the King shall here of this thy dutie Whom I assure my selfe will well reward thee My Lord le ts goe vnto his Maiestie And show these writings which he longs to see Exit Norfolke and Suffolke Enter Bedford hastily Bed How now whos 's this Cromwell By my soule welcome to England Thou once didst saue my life didst not Cromwell Cro If I did so 't is greater glory for me that you remember it Then for my selfe vainely to report it Bed Well Cromwell now is the time I shall commend thee to my Soueraigne Cheere vp thy selfe for I will raise thy state A Russel yet was neuer found ingrate Exit Hales O how vncertaine is the wheele of state Who lately greater then the Cardinall For feare and loue and now who lower lies Gay honours are but Fortunes flatteries And whom this day pride and promotion swel● To morrow enuie and ambition quels Moore Who sees the Cob-web intangle the poore Flie May boldly say the wretches death is nigh Gard. I know his state and proud ambition Was too too violent to last ouer-long Hales Who soares too neare the sunne with golden winges Mealtes them to ruine his owne fortune brings Enter the Duke of Suffolke Suf. Cromwell kneele downe in king Henries name Arise sir Thomas Cromwell thus beginnes thy fame Enter the Duke of Norfolke Norf. Cromwell the Maiestie of England For the good liking he conceiues of thee Makes thee Maister of the iewell house Chiefe Secretary to himselfe and with all Creates thee one of his highnesse priue Counsell Enter the Earle of Bedford Bed Where is sir Thoma Cromwell is he knighted Suf. He is my Lord. Bed Then to adde honour to his name The King creates him Lord keeper of his priuie S●ale And Maister of the Roules Which you sir Christopher doe now enioy The King determines higher place for you Crom. My Lords these honors are too high for my desert Moore O content thee man who would not choose it Yet thou art wise in seeming to refuse it Gard. Here 's honors titles and promotions I feare this climing will haue a sudden fall Norf. Then come my Lords le ts altogether bring This new made Counseller to Englands King Exit all but Gardiner Gard. But Gardiner meanes is glory shall be dim'd Shall Cromwell liue a greater men then I My enuie with his honour now is bred I hope to shorten Cromwell by the head Exit Enter Friskiball very poore Fris. O Friskiball what shall become so thee Where shalt thou goe or which way shalt thou turne Fortune that turnes her too vnconstant wheele Hath turn'd thy wealth and riches in the Sea All parts abroade where euer I haue beene Growes weary of me and denies me succour My debters they that should reserue my want Forsweares my mony saies they owe me none They know my state too meane to beare out law And here in London where I 〈…〉 beene And haue done good to many a w●●ched man Am now most wretched here dispisd my selfe In vaine it is more of their hearts to try Be patient therefore laye thee downe and die He lies downe Enter-good man Seely and his wife Ioane Seely Come Ioane come le ts see what hee le doe for vs now I wis wee haue done for him when many a time and often hee might haue gone a hungry to bed Wife Alas man now he is made a Lord hee le neuer looke vpon vs hee le fulfill the old Prouerbe set Beggers a horse-backe thei le ride a wells day for my cow such as he hath made vs come behinde hand we had neuer pawnd our Cowe els to pay our rent Seely Well Ioane hee le come this way and by Gods dickers I le tell him roundly of it and if hee were tenne LORDS a shall know that I had not my Cheefe and my Bacon for nothing Wife Doe you remember husband how hee would mouch vp my Cheese cakes hee hath forgot this now but now wee le remember him Seely I we shall haue now three flappes with a Foxe taile but I faith I le gibber a ioynt but I le tell him his owne stay who comes here O stand vp here he comes stand vp Enter Hodge very fine with a Tipstafe Cromwell the Mace caryed before him Norfolke and Suffolke and attendants Hod. Come away with these beggars here rise vp sirra Come out good people runne afore there no. Friskiball riseth and stands a farre off Seely I vvee are kicked away now vvee come for our owne the time hath beene hee vvould a looked more friendly vpon vs And you Hodge we know you well inough though you are so fine Crom. Come hether sirrah stay what men are these My honest Host of Hounslow and his wife I owe thee mony father doe I not Seely I by the body of mee dooest thou vvould thou wouldest pay mee good foure pound it is I haue a the poste at home Crow I know t is true sirrah giue him ten Angels And looke your wife and you doe stay to dinner And while you liue I freely giue to you Foure pound a yeere for the soure pound I ought you Seely Art not changed art ould Tom still Now God blesse the good Lord Tom Home Ioane home I le dine with my Lord Tom to day And thou shalt come next weeke Fetch my Cow home Ioane home Wife Now God blesse thee my good Lord Tom I le fetch my Cow presently Exit Wife Enter Cardiner Crom. Sirra goe to yon stranger tell him I desire him Stay to dinner I must speake with him Gard. My Lord of Norfolke see you this same bubble That same puffe but marke the end my Lord marke the end Norf. I promise you I like not something he hath done But let that passe the King doth loue him well Crom. Good morrow to my Lord of Winchester I know you beare me hard about the Abby lands Gard. Haue I not reason when religion is wronged You had no colour for what you haue done Crom. Yes the abolishing of Antichrist And of his Popish order from our Realme I am no enemy to religion But what is done it is for Englands good What did they serue for but to feede a sort Of lazie Abbots and of full fed Fryers They neither plow nor sowe and yet they reape The

fat of all the Land and sucke the poore Looke what was theirs is in King Henries hands His wealth before lay in the Abby lands Gard. Indeede these things you haue aledg'd my Lord When God doth know the infant yet vnborne Will curse the time the Abbies were puld downe I pray now where is hospitality Where now may poore distressed people goe For to releeue their neede or rest their bones When weary trauell doth oppresse their limmes And where religious men should take them in Shall now be kept backe with a Mastiue dogge And thousand thousand Nor O my Lord no more things past redresse T is bootelesse to complaine Crom. What shall we to the Conuocation house Nor. Wee le follow you my Lord pray leade the way Enter Old Cromwell like a Former Old Cro. How one Cromwell made Lord keeper since I left Putney And dwelt in Yorkeshire I neuer hard better newes I le see that Cromwell or it shall goe hard Crom. My aged father state set aside Father on my knee I craue your blessing One of my seruants goe and haue him in At better leasure will we talke with him Old Crow Now if I die how happy were the day To see this comfort raines forth showers of ioy Exit Old Cromwell Nor. This dutie in him showes a kinde of grace Crom. Goe on before for time drawes on apace Exit all but Friskiball Fris I wonder what this Lord would haue with me His man so strictly gaue me charge to stay I neuer did offend him to my knowledge Well good or bad I meane to bide it all Worse then I am now neuer can befall Enter Banister and his wife Ba. Come wi●e I take it be almost dinner time For Maister Newton and Maister Crosbie sent to me Last might they would come dine with me And take their bond in I pray thee hie thee home And see that all things be in readinesse Mi. Ba. They shal be welcome husband I le goe before But is not that man Maister Friskiball She runnes and imbraces him Ba. O heauens it is kinde Maister Friskiball Say sir what hap hath brought you to this passe Fris The same that brought you to your misery Ba. Why would you not acquaint me with your state Is Banister your poore friend forgot Whose goods whose loue whose life and all is yours Fris I thought your vsage would be as the rest That had more kindnesse at my hands then you Yet looked ascance when as they saw me poore Mi. Ba. If Banister should beare so base a hart I neuer would looke my husband in the face But hath him as I would a Cockatrise Ba. And well thou mightest should Banister deale so Since that I saw you sir my state is mended And for the thousand pound I owe to you I haue it ready for you sir at home And though I greeue your fortune is so bad Yet that my hap's to help you makes me glad And now sir will it please you walke with me Fris Not yet I cannot for the Lord Chancelour Hath here commaunded me to waight on him For what I know not pray God it be for good Ba. Neuer make doubt of that I le warrant you He is as kinde a noble gentleman As euer did possesse the place he hath Mi. Ba. Sir my brother is his steward if you please Wea le goe along and beare you company I know we shall not want for welcome there Fris Withall my hart but what 's become of Bagot Ba. He is hanged for buying iewels of the Kings Fris A iust reward for one so impious The time drawes on sir will you goe along Ba I le follow you kinde Maister Friskiball Exit Omnes Enter two Marchants 1. Now Maister Crosbie I see you haue a care To keepe your word in paiment of your mony 2. By my faith I haue reason vpon a bond Three thousand pound is too much to forfet Yet I doubt not Maister Banister 1. By my faith your summe is more then mine And yet I am not much behinde you too Considering that to day I paid at Court 2. Masse and well remembred What 's the reason the Lord Cromwels men Weare such long skirts vpon their coates They reach downe to their very ham 1. I will resolue you sir and thus it is The Bishop of Winchester that loues not Cromwell As great men are enuied aswell as lesse A while agoe there was a iarre betweene them And it was brought to my Lord Cromwels eare That Bishop Gardiner would sit on his skirts Vpon which word he made his men long Blew coates And in the Court wore one of them himselfe And meeting with the Bishop quoth he my Lord Here 's skirt enough now for your Grace to sit on Which vexed the Bishop to the very hart This is the reason why they weare long coates 2. T is alwaies seene and marke it for a rule That one great man will enuie still another But t is a thing that nothing concernes me What shall we now to Maister Banisters 1. I come wee le pay him royally for our dinner Exit Enter the Vsher and the Shewer the meate goes ouer the Stage Vsher Vncouer there Gentlemen Enter Cromwell Bedford Suffolke Old Cromwell Friskiball good-man Seely and attendants Crom. My noble Lords of Suffolke and of Bedford Your honors welcome to poore Cromwels house Where is my father nay be couered Father Although that duty to these noble men doth challenge it Yet I le make bolde with them Your head doth beare the calender of care What Cromwell couered and his Father bare It must not be Now sit to you Is not your name Friskiball and a Florentine Fris. My name was Friskiball till cruell fate Did rob me of my name and of state Crom. What fortune brought you to this countrie now Fris. All other parts hath left me succourlesse Saue onely this because of debts I haue I hope to gaine for to releeue my want Crom. Did you not once vpon your Florence bridge Helpe a distressed men robd by the Bandetto His name was Cromwell Fris. I neuer made my braine a calender of any good I did I alwaies lou'd this nation with my heart Crom. I am that Cromwell that you there releeu'd Sixteene Duckets you gaue me for to cloath me Sixteene to beare my charges by the way And sixteene more I had for my horse hier There be those seuerall summes iustly return'd Yet it iniustice were that seruing at thy need For to repay them without interest Therefore receiue of me these foure seuerall bag● In each of them there is foure hundred marke And bring to me the names of all your debtors And if they will not see you paide I will O God forbid that I should see him fall That help● me in my greatest need of all Here stands my Father that first gaue me life Alas what dutie is too much for him This man in time of need did saue my life And therefore cannot doe too

pardon me I am sent for to th' King And doe not know the businesse yet me selfe So fare you well for I must needes be gone Exit all the traine Bed You must well what remedy I feare too soone you must be gone indeed The King hath businesse but little doest thou know Whose busie for thy life thou think'st not so Enter Cromwell and the traine againe Crom. The second time well met my Lord of Bedford I am very sory that my hast is such Lord Marques Dorset being sicke to death I must receaue of him the priuie seale At Lambeth soone my Lord wee le talke our fill Exit the traine Bed How smooth and easie is the way to death Enter● seruant Mes My Lord the Dukes of Norfolks and of Suffo●ke Accompani●d Bishop of Winchest●● 〈…〉 Intreates you to come presently to Lambeth On earnest matters that concernes the state Bed To Lambeth so goe fetch me pen and inke I and Lord Cromwell there shall talke enough He writes a letter I and our last I feare and if he come Here take this letter and heare it to Lord Cromwell Bid him read it say it concernes him nea●● Away be gone make all the hast you can To Lambeth doe I goe a woefull man Exit Enter Cromwell and his traine Crom. Is the Barge ready I will straight to Lambeth And if this one dayes businesse once were past I 'de take me ease to morrow after trouble How now my friend wouldst thou speake with me The Messenger brings him the letter he puts it in his pocket Mes Sir here 's a letter from my Lord of Bedford Crom. O good my friend commend me to thy Lord Hould take those Angels drinke them for thy paines Mse He doth desire your grace to reade i● Because he sayes it doth concerne you neare Crom. Bid him assure himselfe of that fare●ell To morrow tell him shall he heare from me Set on before there and away to Lambeth Ex●●t 〈◊〉 Enter Winchester Suffolke No●●olke Bedford Sergiant at armes the Her●uld and 〈◊〉 Gar. Halberta stand close vnto the waterside Sergiant at armes be bould in your office Herauld deliuer your proclamation Ha. This is to glue notice to all the Kings subiects The late Lord Cromwell Lord Chancellor of England Vicar generall ouer the realme Him to hould and esteeme as a traytor Against the Crowne and dignitie of England So God saue the King Gar. Amen Bed Amen and roote thee from the land For whilst thou liuest truth cannot stand Nor. Make a lane there the traitor is at hand Keepe backe Cromwells men Drowne them if they come on Sergiant your office Enter Cromwell they make a lane with their Halberts Crom. What meanes my Lord of Norfolke by these words Sirs come along Gar. Kill them if they come on Ser. Lord Cromwell in King Henries name I doe arrest your honour of high treason Crom. Sergiant me of treason Cromwels men offer to draw Suf. Kill them if they draw a sword Crom. Hould I charge you at you loue me draw not a sword Who dares accuse Cromwell of treason now Gar. This is no place to reckon vp your crime Your Doue-like lookes were viewed with serpents eyes Crom. With serpents eyes indeed by thine they were But Gardiner doe thy woorst I feare thee not My faith compared with thine as much shall passe As doth the Diamond excell the glasse Attached of treason no accusers by Indeede what tongue dares speake so foule a lie Nor. My Lord my Lord matters are too well knowne And it is time the King had note thereof Crom. The King let me goe to him face to face No better triall I desire then that Let him but say that Cromwells faith was ●ained Then let my honour and my name be stained If euer my hart against my King was set O let my soule in Iudgement answere it Then if my faith 's confirmed with his reason Gainst whom hath Cromwell then committed treason Suf. My Lord your matter shall be tried Meane time with patience content your selfe Crom. Perforce I must with patience be content O deare friend Bedford doest thou stand so neate Cromwell reioyceth one friend sheds a teare And whether i st which way must Cromwell now Gar. My Lord you must vnto the tower Lieutenant take him to your charge Crom. Well where you please yet before I part Let me conferre a little with my men Gar. As you goe by water so you shall Crom. I haue some businesse present to impart Nor. You may not stay Lieutenant take your charge Crom. Well well my Lord you second Gardiners text Norfolke farewell thy turne wil be the next Exit Cromwell and the Lieutenant Gar. His guiltie conscience makes him raue my Lord. Nor. I let him talke his time is short enough Gar. My Lord of Bedford come you weepe for him That would not shed halfe a teare for you Bed It grieues me for to see his sudden fall Gar. Such successe wish I vnto traitours all Exeunt Enter two Citizens 1 Why can this newes be true i st possible The great Lord Cromwell arrested vpon treason I hardly will beleeue it can be so 2 It is too true sir would it were otherwise Condition I spent halfe the wealth I haue I was at Lambeth s●w him there arrested And afterward committed to the Tower 1 What wast for treason that he was commit●●d 2 Kinde noble Gentlem●n 〈…〉 time All that I haue I did in●oy by him And if he 〈◊〉 then all my state is gone 1 It may be hoped that he shall not die Because the King did fauour him so much 2 O sir you are deceiued in thinking so The grace and fauour he had with the King Hath causde him haue so many enemies He that in court secure ill keepe himselfe Must not be great for then he is enuied at The Shrub is safe when as the Cedar shakes For where the King doth loue aboue compare Of others they as much more entiled are 1 T is pittie that this noble man should fall He did so many charitable deeds 2 T is true and yet you see in each estate There●● none so good but some one doth him hate And they before would smile him in the face will be the formost to doe him disgrace What will you goe along vnto the Court 1 I care not if I do and heare the newer How men will iudge what shall become of him 2 Some will speake hardly some will speake in pitie Goe you to the Court I le goe into the Citie There I am sure to here more newes then you 1 Why then soone will we meet againe Exit Enter Cromwell in the Tower Crom. Now Cromwell hast thou time to meditate And thinke vpon thy state and of the time Thy honours came vnsought I and vnlooked for Thy fall as sudden and vnlooked for to What glory was in England that I had not Who in this land commanded more then Cromwell Except the King who greater then my selfe