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A01047 The chronicle historie of Perkin VVarbeck A strange truth. Acted (some-times) by the Queenes Maiesties Servants at the Phænix in Drurie lane.; Chronicle history of Perkin Warbeck Ford, John, 1586-ca. 1640. 1634 (1634) STC 11157; ESTC S102422 43,540 84

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Durham and Hialas on either side Hialas France Spaine and Germanie combine a League Of amitie with England nothing wants For setling peace through Christendome but loue Betweene the British Monarchs Iames and Henrie Dur: The English Merchants Sir haue beene receiu'd With generall procession into Antwerpe The Emperour confirmes the Combination Hialas The King of Spaine resolues a marriage For Katherine his Daughter with Prince Arthur Dur. Fraunce court 's this holy contract Hial. What can hinder a quietnesse in England Durh: But your suffrage To such a sillie creature mightie Sir As is but in effect an apparition A shaddow a meere trifle Hial. To this vnion The good of both the Church and Common-wealth Invite ee' Dur. To this vnitie a mysterie Of providence poynts out a greater blessing For both these Nations then our humane reason Can search into King Henrie hath a Daughter The Princess Margaret I neede not vrge What honor what felicitie can followe On such affinitie twixt two Christian Kings In leagu'd by tyes of bloud but sure I am If you Sir ratifie the peace propos'd I dare both motion and effect this marriage For weale of both the Kingdomes K: Ia. Darst thou Lord Bishop Dur. Put it to tryall royall Iames by sending Some noble personage to the English Court By way of Embassie Hial Part of the businesse Shall suite my mediation K. Ia. Well what Heaven Hath poynted out to be must be you two Are Ministers I hope of blessed fate But herein onely I will stand acquitted No bloud of Innocents shall buy my peace For Warbecke as you nicke him came to me Commended by the States of Christendome A Prince though in distresse his fayre demeanor Louely behaviour vnappalled spirit Spoke him not base in bloud how euer clouded The bruite beasts haue both rockes and caues to flie to And men the Altars of the Church to vs He came for refuge Kings come neere in nature Vnto the Gods in being touchd with pittie Yet noble friends his mixture with our bloud Even with our owne shall no way interrupt A general peace onely I will dismisse him From my protection throughout my Dominions In safetie but not ever to returne Hialas You are a just King Durh. Wise and herein happie K. Ia. Nor will wee dallie in affayres of weight Huntley Lord Bishop shall with you to England Embassador from vs wee will throw downe Our weapons peace on all sides now repayre Vnto our Counsayle wee will soone be with you Hial. Delay shall question no dispatch Heaven crowne it Exeunt Durham and Hialas K: Ia: A league with Ferdinand a marriage With English Margaret a free release From restitution for the late affronts Cessation from hostilitie and all For Warbeck not delivered but dismist Wee could not wish it better Daliell Dal: Here Sir Enter Daliell K: Ia: Are Huntley and his Daughter sent for Dal: Sent for and come my Lord K: Ia: Say to the English Prince Wee want his companie Dal: He is at hand Sir Enter Warbeck Katherine Iane Frion Heron Sketon Major Astley K. Ia. Cosen our bountie favours gentlenesse Our benefits the hazard of our person Our peoples liues our Land hath evidenc't How much wee haue engag'd on your behalfe How triviall and how dangerous our hopes Appeare how fruitlesse our attempts in warre How windie rather smokie your assurance Of partie shewes wee might in vaine repeate But now obedience to the Mother Church A Fathers care vpon his Countryes weale The dignitie of State directs our wisedome To seale an oath of peace through Christendome To which wee are sworne alreadie 't is you Must onely seeke new fortunes in the world And finde an harbour elsewhere as I promisd On your arrivall you haue met no vsage Deserues repentance in your being here But yet I must liue Master of mine owne How ever what is necessarie for you At your departure I am well content You be accommodated with provided Delay proue not my enemie Warb. It shall not Most glorious Prince the fame of my Designes Soares higher then report of ease and sloath Can ayme at I acknowledge all your favours Boundlesse and singular am onely wretched In words as well as meanes to thanke the grace That flow'd so liberallie Two Empires firmely You 're Lord of Scotland and Duke Richards heart My claime to mine inheritance shall sooner Fayle then my life to serue you best of Kings And witnesse EDVVARDS bloud in me I am More loath to part with such a great example Of vertue then all other meere respects But Sir my last suite is you will not force From me what you haue given this chast Ladie Resolv'd on all extremes Kath: I am your wife No humane power can or shall divorce My faith from dutie Warb: Such another treasure The earth is Banckrout of K: Ia: I giue her Cosen And must avowe the guift will adde withall A furniture becomming her high birth And vnsuspected constancie provide For your attendance wee will part good friends Exit King and Daliell Warb: The Tudor hath beene cunning in his plotts His Fox of Durham would not fayle at last But what our cause and courage are our owne Be men my friends and let our Cosen King See how wee followe fate as willingly As malice followes vs Y' are all resolv'd For the West parts of England Cornwall Cornwall Frion The Inhabitants expect you daily Warb: Chearefully Draw all our shippes out of the harbour friends Our time of stay doth seeme too long wee must Prevent Intelligence about it suddenly A Prince a Prince a Prince Exeunt Counsellors Warb: Dearest admit not into thy pure thoughts The least of scruples which may charge their softnesse With burden of distrust Should I proue wanting To noblest courage now here were the tryall But I am perfect sweete I feare no change More then thy being partner in my sufferance Kath My fortunes Sir haue armd me to encounter What chance so ere they meete with Iane 't is fit Thou stay behinde for whither wilt thou wander Iane Never till death will I forsake my Mistresse Nor then in wishing to dye with ee' gladly Kath: Alas good soule Frion Sir to your Aunt of Burgundie I will relate your present vndertakings From her expect on all occasions welcome You cannot finde me idle in your services Warb. Gee Frion gee wisemen knowe how to soothe Adversitie not serue it thou hast wayted Too long on expectation never yet Was any Nation read of so besotted In reason as to adore the setting Sunne Flie to the Arch-Dukes Court say to the Dutchesse Her Nephewe with fayre Katherine his wife Are on their expectation to beginne The raysing of an Empire If they fayle Yet the report will never farewell Frion Exit Frion This man Kate ha's beene true though now of late I feare too much familiar with the Foxe Enter Huntley and Daliell Hunt: I come to take my leaue you neede not doubt My interest in this sometime-childe of
THE CHRONICLE HISTORIE OF PERKIN WARBECK A Strange Truth Acted some-times by the Queenes MAIESTIES Servants at the Phaenix in Drurie lane Fide Honor LONDON Printed by T. P. for Hugh Beeston and are to be sold at his Shop neere the Castle in Cornehill 1634 The Scene The Continent of Great Britayne The Persons presented Henry the seaventh Dawbney Sir William Stanly Oxford Surrey Bishop of Durham Vrswicke Chaplaine to King Henry Sir Robert Clifford Lambert Simnell Hialas a Spanish Agent Constable Officers Servingmen and Souldiers Iames the 4th King of Scotl Earle of Huntley Earle of Crawford Lord Daliell Marchmount a Herauld Perkin Warbeck Frion his Secretarie Mayor of Cork Heron a Mercer Sketon a Taylor Astly a Scrivener Women Ladie Katherine Gourdon wife to Perkin Countesse of Crawford Iane Douglas Lady Kath: mayd TO THE RIGHTLY HONOVRABLE VVILLIAM CAVENDISH Earle of New-Castle Viscount Mansfield Lord Boulfouer and Ogle MY LORD Out of the darknesse of a former Age enlighten'd by a late both learned and an honourable pen I haue endevoured to personate a great Attempt and in It a greater Daunger In other Labour's you may reade Actions of Antiquitie discourst In This Abridgement finde the Actors themselues discoursing in some kinde practiz'd as well What to speake as speaking Why to doe Your Lop. is a most competent Iudge in expressions of such credit commissioned by your knowne Abilitie in examining and enabled by your knowledge in determining the monuments of Time Eminent Titles may indeed informe who their owners are not often what To your's the addition of that information in BOTH cannot in any application be observ'd flattery the Authoritie being established by TRVTH I can onely acknowledge the errours in writing mine owne the worthinesse of the Subject written being a perfection in the Story and of It. The custome of your ps entertainements even to Strangers is rather an Example than a Fashion in which consideration I dare not professe a curiositie but am onely studious that your p will please amongst such as best honour your Goodnesse to admit into your noble construction IOHN FORD To my owne friend Master Iohn Ford on his Iustifiable Poem of Perkin Warbeck This Ode THey who doe know mee know that I Vnskil'd to flatter Dare speake This Piece in words in matter A WORKE without the daunger of the Lye Beleeue mee friend the name of This and Thee Will liue your Storie Bookes may want Faith or merit glorie THIS neither without Iudgement 's Lethargie When the Arts doate then some sicke Poet may Hope that his penne In new-staind-paper can finde men To roare HE is THE WIT'S His NOYSE doth sway But such an Age cannot be know'n for All E're that Time bee Must proue such Truth mortalitie So friend thy honour stand's too fixt to fall George Donne To his worthy friend Master Iohn Ford vpon his Perkin Warbeck LEt men who are writt Poets lay a claime To the Phebean Hill I haue no name Nor art in Verse True I haue heard some tell Of Aganippe but ne're knew the Well Therefore haue no ambition with the Times To be in Print for making of ill Rimes But loue of Thee and Iustice to thy Penne Hath drawne mee to this Barre with other men To justifie though against double Lawes Waving the subtill bus'nesse of his cause The GLORIOVS PERKIN and thy Poet 's Art Equall with His in playing the KINGS PART Ra E'ure Baronis Primogen To my faithfull no lesse deserving friend the Authour This indebted Oblation PERKIN is redivin'd by thy strong hand And crownd' a King of new the vengefull wand Of Greatnesse is forgot HIS Execution May rest vn-mention'd and HIS birth 's Collusion Lye buried in the Storie But HIS fame Thou has't eterniz'd made a Crowne HIS Game HIS loftie spirit soares yet Had HE been Base in his enterprise as was his sinne Conceiv'd HIS TITLE doubtlesse prou'd vnjust Had but for Thee been silenc't in his dust George Crymes miles To the Authour his friend vpon his Chronicle Historie THese are not to expresse thy witt But to pronounce thy Iudgement fitt In full-fil'd phrase those Times to rayse When PERKIN ran his wilie wayes Still let the methode of thy brayne From Errours touch and Envy's stayne Preserue Thee free that eu'r thy quill Fayre Truth may wett and Fancy fill Thus Graces are with Muses mett And practick Critick's on may frett For heere Thou hast produc't A Storie Which shall ecclipse Their future Glorie Iohn Brograue To my friend and kinsman Master Iohn Ford the Authour DRammatick Poets as the Times goe now Can hardly write what others will allow The Cynick snarl's the Critick howles and barkes And Ravens croake to drowne the voyce of Larkes Scorne those STAGE-HARPYES This I 'le boldly say Many may imitate few match thy Play Iohn Ford Graiensis PROLOGVE STudyes haue of this Nature been of late So out of fashion so vnfollow'd that It is become more Iustice to reviue The antick follyes of the Times then striue To countenance wise Industrie no want Of Art doth render witt or lame or scant Or slothfull in the purchase of fresh bayes But want of Truth in Them who giue the prayse To their selfe-loue presuming to out-doe The Writer or for need the Actor's too But such THIS AVTHOVR'S silence best befitt's Who bidd's Them be in loue with their owne witt's From Him to cleerer Iudgement 's wee can say Hee shew's a Historie couch't in a Play A Historie of noble mention knowne Famous and true most noble 'cause our owne Not forg'd from Italie from Fraunce from Spaine But Chronicled at Home as rich in strayne Of braue Attempts as ever fertile Rage In Action could beget to grace the Stage Wee cannot limitt Scenes for the whole Land It selfe appeard too narrow to with-stand Competitors for Kingdomes nor is heere Vnnecessary mirth forc't to indeere A multitude on these two rest's the Fate Of worthy expectation TRUTH and STATE THE CHRONICLE HISTORIE OF PERKIN WARBECK Actus primus Scaena prima Enter King Henry Durham Oxford Surrey Sir William Stanly Lord Chamberlaine Lord Dawbny The King supported to his Throne by Stanly and Durham A Guard King Still to be haunted still to be pursued Still to be frighted with false apparitions Of pageant Majestie and new-coynd greatnesse As if wee were a mockery King in state Onely ordaind to lauish sweat and bloud In scorne and laughter to the ghosts of Yorke Is all below our merits yet my Lords My friends and Counsailers yet we sit fast In our owne royall birth-right the rent face And bleeding wounds of England's slaughterd people Haue beene by vs as by the best Physitian At last both throughly Cur'd and set in safetie And yet for all this glorious worke of peace Our selfe is scarce secure Dur: The rage of malice Conjures fresh spirits with the spells of Yorke For ninetie yeares ten English Kings and Princes Threescore great Dukes and Earles a thousand Lords And valiant Knights two hundred
fiftie thousand Of English Subiects haue in Ciuill Warres Beene sacrificd to an vnciuill thirst Of discord and ambition this hot vengeance Of the just powers aboue to vtter ruine And Desolation had raign'd on but that Mercie did gently sheath the sword of Iustice In lending to this bloud-shrunck Common-wealth A new too new birth in your Sacred person Daw: Edward the fourth after a doubtfull fortune Yeelded to nature leaving to his sonnes Edward and Richard the inheritance Of a most bloudy purchase these young Princes Richard the Tirant their vnnaturall Vncle Forc'd to a violent graue so just is Heauen Him hath your Majestie by your owne arme Divinely strengthen'd pulld from his Boares stie And strucke the black Vsurper to a Carkasse Nor doth the House of Yorke decay in Honors Tho Lancaster doth repossesse his right For Edwards daughter is King Henries Queene A blessed Vnion and a lasting blessing For this poore panting Iland if some shreds Some vselesse remnant of the House of Yorke Grudge not at this Content Ox: Margaret of Burgundy Blowes fresh Coales of Division Sur: Painted fires Without to heate or scortch or light to cheerish Daw: Yorkes headlesse trunck her Father Edwards fate Her brother King the smothering of her Nephewes By Tirant Gloster brother to her nature Nor Glosters owne confusion all decrees Sacred in Heauen Can moue this Woman-Monster But that shee still from the vnbottom'd myne Of Devilish policies doth vent the Ore Of troubles and sedition Ox: In her age Great Sir obserue the Wonder shee growes fruitfull Who in her strength of youth was alwayes barraine Nor are her birthes as other Mothers are At nine or ten moneths end shee has beene with childe Eight or seaven yeares at least whose twinnes being borne A prodegie in Nature even the youngest Is fifteene yeares of age at his first entrance As soone as knowne 'i th world tall striplings strong And able to giue battaile vnto Kings Idolls of Yorkish malice Ox: And but Idolls A steelie hammer Crushes 'em to peices K: Lambert the eldest Lords is in our service Prefer'd by an officious care of Dutie From the Scullery to a Faulkner strange example Which shewes the difference betweene noble natures And the base borne but for the vpstart Duke The new reviu'd Yorke Edwards second sonne Murder'd long since 'i th Towre he liues againe And vowes to be your King Stan: The throne is filld Sir K: True Stanlie and the lawfull heire sitts on it A guard of Angells and the holy prayers Of loyall Subjects are a sure defence Against all force and Counsaile of Intrusion But now my Lords put case some of our Nobles Our GREAT ONES should giue Countenance and Courage To trim Duke Perkin you will all confesse Our bounties haue vnthriftily beene scatter'd Amongst vnthankfull men Daw: Vnthankfull beasts Dogges villaines traytors K: Dawbney let the guiltie Keepe silence I accuse none tho I know Forraigne attempts against a State and Kingdome Are seldome without some great friends at home Stan: Sir if no other abler reasons else Of dutie or alegiance could divert A head-strong resolution yet the dangers So lately past by men of bloud and fortunes In Lambert Simnells partie must Command More than a feare a terror to Conspiracie The high-borne Lincolne sonne to De la Pole The Earle of Kildare Lord Geraldine Francis Lord Louell and the German Baron Bould Martin Swart with Broughton and the rest Most spectacles of ruine some of mercy Are presidents sufficient to forewarne The present times or any that liue in them What follie nay what madnesse 't were to lift A finger vp in all defence but yours Which can be but impostorous in a title K. Stanlie wee know thou lou'st Vs and thy heart Is figur'd on thy tongue nor thinke wee lesse Of anie 's here how closely wee haue hunted This Cubb since he vnlodg'd from hole to hole Your knowledge is our Chronicle first Ireland The common stage of Noveltie presented This gewgaw to oppose vs there the Geraldines And Butlers once againe stood in support Of this Colossicke statue Charles of Fraunce Thence call'd him into his protection Dissembled him the lawfull heire of England Yet this was all but French dissimulation Ayming at peace with vs which being granted On honorable termes on our part suddenly This smoake of straw was packt from Fraunce againe T' infect some grosser ayre and now wee learne Mauger the malice of the bastard Nevill Sir Talor and a hundred English Rebells Thei 'r all retir'd to Flaunders to the Dam That nurst this eager Wholpe Margaret of Burgundie But wee will hunt him there too wee will hunt him Hunt him to death euen in the Beldams Closet Tho the Arch-duke were his Buckler Sur: Shee has stil'd him The faire white rose of England Daw: Iollie Gentleman more fit to be a Swabber To the Flemish after a drunken surfet Enter Vrswick Vr: Gracious Soueraigne please you peruse this paper Dur: The Kings Countenance gathers a sprightly bloud Daw: Good newes beleeue it K: Vrswick thine eare Th' ast lodgd him Vr: Strongly safe Sir K: Enough is Barly come to Vr: No my Lord K: No matter phew hee 's but a running weede At pleasure to be pluck'd vp by the rootes But more of this anon I haue bethought mee My Lords for reasons which you shall pertake It is our pleasure to remoue our Court From Westminster to th' Tower Wee will lodge This very night there giue Lord Chamberlaine A present order for it Stan: The Tower I shall sir K: Come my true best fast friends these clouds will vanish The Sunne will shine at full the Heauens are clearing Exeunt Flourish Enter Huntley and Daliell Hun: You trifle time Sir Dal: Oh my noble Lord You conster my griefes to so hard a sence That where the text is argument of pittie Matter of earnest loue your glosse corrupts it With too much ill plac'd mirth Hunt: Much mirth Lord Daliell Not so I vow obserue mee sprightly gallant I know thou art a noble ladd a hansome Discended from an honorable Auncestrie Forward and actiue do'st resolue to wrestle And ruffle in the world by noble actions For a braue mention to posteritie I scorne not thy affection to my Daughter Not I by good St. Andrew but this bugg-beare This whoresome tale of honor honor Daliell So hourely chatts and tattles in mine eare The peece of royaltie that is stitch'd vp In my Kates bloud that 't is as dangerous For thee young Lord to pearch so neere an Eaglet As foolish for my gravitie to admit it I haue spoake all at once Dal: Sir with this truth You mix such Worme wood that you leaue no hope For my disorderd palate ere to rellish A wholesome taste againe alas I know Sir What an vnequall distance lies betweene Great Huntlies Daughters birth and Daliells fortunes Shee 's the Kings kinswoman plac'd neere the Crowne A Princesse of the bloud and I a Subject Hunt: Right
Sir which were as Cleere and manifest as foule and dangerous Besides the guilt of his conspiracie prest him So neerely that it drew from him free Confession without an importunitie K: H Oh Lord Bishop This argued shame and sorrow for his follie And must not stand in evidence against Our mercie and the softnesse of our nature The rigor and extremitie of Law Is sometimes too too bitter but wee carry A Chancerie of pittie in our bosome I hope wee may repreiue him from the sentence Of death I hope we may Dur: You may you may And so perswade your Subjects that the title Of Yorke is better nay more just and lawfull Then yours of Lancaster so Stanlie houlds Which if it be not treason in the highest Then we are traytors all perjurd and false Who haue tooke oath to Henry and the justice Of Henries title Oxford Surrey Dawbney With all your other Peeres of State and Church Forsworne and Stanlie true alone to Heaven And Englands lawfull heire Ox: By Veres old honors I le cut his throate dares speake it Sur: T is a quarrell To' ingage a soule in K: H What a coyle is here To keepe my gratitude sincere and perfect Stanlie was once my friend and came in time To saue my life yet to say truth my Lords The man staid long enough t' indanger it But I could see no more into his heart Then what his outward actions did present And for 'em haue rewarded 'em so fullie As that there wanted nothing in our guift To gratifie his merit as I thought Vnlesse I should devide my Crowne with him And giue him halfe tho now I well perceiue T would scarce haue seru'd his turne without the whole But I am Charitable Lords let Iustice Proceede in execution whiles I mourne The losse of one whom I esteemd a friend Dur: Sir he is comming this way K: H If a'speake to me I could denie him nothing to prevent it I must withdraw pray Lords commend my favours To his last peace which I with him will pray for That done it doth concerne vs to consult Of other following troubles Exeunt Ox: I am glad hee 's gone vpon my life he would Haue pardon'd the Traytor had a'seene him Sur: 'T is a King composd of gentlenesse Dur: Rare and vnheard of But every man is neerest to himselfe And that the King obserues t is fit a' should Enter Stanly Executioner Vrswick and Dawbney Stan: May I not speake with Clifford ere I shake This peice of Frailtie off Dawb: You shall hee s sent for Stan: I must not see the King Dur: From him Sir William These Lords and I am sent hee bad vs say That he commends his mercy to your thoughts Wishing the Lawes of England could remit The forfeit of your life as willingly As he would in the sweetnesse of his nature Forget your trespasse but how ere your body Fall into dust Hee vowes the King himselfe Doth vow to keepe a requiem for your soule As for a friend close treasur'd in his bosome Ox: Without remembrance of your errors past I come to take my leaue and wish you Heaven Sur: And I good Angells guard yee Stan: Oh the King Next to my soule shall be the neerest subject Of my last prayers my graue Lord of Durham My Lords of Oxford Surrey Dawbney all Accept from a poore dying man a farewell I was as you are once great and stood hopefull Of many flourishing yeares but fate and time Haue wheeld about to turne mee into nothing Enter Clifford Daw: Sir Robert Clifford comes the man Sir William You so desire to speake with Dur: Marke their meeting Cliff: Sir William Stanlie I am glad your Conscience Before your end hath emptied every burthen Which charg'd it as that you can cleerely witnesse How farre I haue proceeded in a dutie That both concern'd my truth and the States safetie Stan: Mercy how deare is life to such as hugge it Come hether by this token thinke on mee Makes a Crosse on Cliffords face with his finger Cliff: This token What I am abusd Stan: You are not I wetr vpon your cheekes a holy Signe The Crosse the Christians badge the Traytors infamie Weare Clifford to thy graue this painted Emblem Water shall never wash it off all eyes That gaze vpon thy face shall reade there written A State-Informers Character more vglie Stamp'd on a noble name then on a base The Heavens forgiue thee pray my Lords no change Of words this man and I haue vsd too manie Cliff: Shall I be disgrac'd without replie Dur. Giue loosers Leaue to talke his losse is irrecoverable Stan: Once more To all A long farewell the best of greatnesse Preserue the King my next suite is my Lords To be remembred to my noble Brother Darby my much griev'd brother Oh! perswade him That I shall stand no blemish to his house In Chronicles writ in another age My heart doth bleede for him and for his sighes Tell him hee must not thinke the stile of Darby Nor being husband to King Henries Mother The league with Peeres the smiles of Fortune can Secure his peace aboue the state of man I take my leaue to travaile to my dust Subjects deserue their deaths whose Kings are just Come Confessor on with thy Axe friend on Exeunt Cliff: Was I call'd hither by a Traytors breath To be vpbraided Lords the King shall know it Enter King Henry with a white staffe K: H The King doth know it Sir the King hath heard What he or you could say Wee haue given credit To every point of Cliffords information The onely evidence 'gainst Stanlies head A' dyes for t are you pleasd Cliff: I pleasd my Lord K: H No ecchoes for your service wee dismisse Your more attendance on the Court take ease And liue at home but as you loue your life Stirre not from London without leaue from vs Wee le thinke on your reward away Cliff: I goe Sir Exit Clifford K: H Dye all our griefes with Stanlie take this staffe Of office Dawbney henceforth be our Chamberlaine Dawb: I am your humblest servant K: H Wee are followed By enemies at home that will not cease To seeke their owne confusion 't is most true The Cornish vnder Awdley are marcht on As farre as Winchester but let them come Our forces are in readinesse wee le catch 'em In their owne toyles Dawb: Your Armie being mustred Consist in all of horse and foote at least In number six and twentie thousand men Daring and able resolute to fight And loyall in their truthes K: H Wee know it Dawbney For them wee order thus Oxford in chiefe Assisted by bolde Essex and the Earle Of Suffolke shall leade on the first Battalia Be that your charge Ox: I humbly thanke your Majestie K: H The next Devision wee assigne to Dawbney These must be men of action for on those The fortune of our fortunes must relie The last and mayne our selfe commands in person As
come sit Sit and be quiet here are Kingly buggs words Enter at one dore foure Scotch Antickes accordingly habited Enter at another foure wilde Irish in Trowses long hayred and accordingly habited Musicke The Maskers daunce K: Ia: To all a generall thankes Warb: In the next Roome Take your owne shapes againe you shall receiue Particular acknowledgement K: Ia: Enough Of merriments Crawford how far 's our Armie Vpon the March Craw: At Hedenhall great King Twelue thousand well prepard K: Ia: Crawford to night Post thither Wee in person with the Prince By foure a clocke to morrow after dinner Will be w' ee speede away Craw. I flie my Lord K: I Our businesse growes to head now where 's your Secretarie that he attends'ee not to serue Warb: With March-mont your Herald K: Ia: Good the Proclamations readie By that it will appeare how the English stand Affected to your title Huntley comfort Your Daughter in her Husbands absence fight With prayers at home for vs who for your honors Must toyle in fight abroad Hunt: Prayers are the weapons Which men so neere their graues as I doe vse I 've little else to doe K: Ia: To rest young beauties Wee must be early stirring quickly part A Kingdomes rescue craues both speede and art Cosens good night Flourish Warb: Rest to our Cosen King Kath: Your blessing Sir Hunt: Faire blessings on your Highnesse sure you neede 'em Exeunt omnes Manent Warb Katherine Warb: Iane set the lights downe and from vs returne To those in the next roome this little purse Say we 'ele deserue their loues Iane It shall be done Sir Warb: Now dearest ere sweet sleepe shall seale those eyes Loues pretious tapers giue me leaue to vse A parting Ceremonie for to morrowe It would be sacriledge to intrude vpon The temple of thy peace swift as the morning Must I breake from the downe of thy embraces To put on steele and trace the pathes which leade Through various hazards to a carefull throne Kath: My Lord I would faine goe w' ee there 's small fortune In staying here behinde Warb: The churlish browe Of warre faire dearest is a sight of horror For Ladies entertainment if thou hear'st A truth of my sad ending by the hand Of some vnnaturall subject thou withall Shalt heare how I dyed worthie of my right By falling like a KING and in the cloze Which my last breath shall sound thy name thou fayrest Shall sing a requiem to my soule vnwilling Onely of greater glorie 'cause devided From such a heaven on earth as life with thee But these are chimes for funeralls my businesse Attends on fortune of a sprightlier triumph for loue and Majestie are reconcil'd And vow to crowne thee Empresse of the West Kath: You haue a noble language Sir your right In mee is without question and however Events of time may shorten my deserts In others pittie yet it shall not stagger Or constancie or dutie in a wife You must be King of me and my poore heart Is all I can call mine Warb: But we will liue Liue beauteous vertue by the liuely test Of our owne bloud to let the Counterfeite Be knowne the worlds contempt Kath: Pray doe not vse That word it carries fate in 't the first suite I ever made I trust your loue will graunt Warb: Without deniall dearest Kath: That hereafter If you returne with safetie no adventure May sever vs in tasting any fortune I nere can stay behinde againe Warb: Y' are Ladie Of your desires and shall commaund your will Yet 't is too hard a promise Kath: What our Destinies Haue rul'd out in their Bookes wee must not search But kneele too Warb: Then to feare when hope is fruitlesse Were to be desperately miserable Which povertie our greatnesse dares not dreame of And much more scornes to stoope to some fewe minutes Remaine yet let 's be thriftie in our hopes Exeunt Enter King Henrie Hialas and Vrswicke K: H Your name is Pedro Hialas a Spaniard Hialas Sir a Castillian borne K: H King Ferdinand With wise Queene Isabell his royall consort Write 'ee a man of worthie trust and candor Princes are deare to heaven who meete with Subjects Sincere in their imployments such I finde Your commendation Sir let me deliver How joyfull I repute the amitie With your most fortunate Maister who almost Comes neere a miracle in his successe Against the Moores who had devour'd his Countrie Entire now to his Scepter Wee for our part Will imitate his providence in hope Of partage in the vse o' nt Wee repute The privacie of his advisement to vs By you entended an Ambassadour To Scotland for a peace betweene our Kingdomes A policie of loue which well becomes His wisedome and our care Hialas Your Majestie Doth vnderstand him rightly K: H Els your knowledge can instruct me wherein Sir To fall on Ceremonie would seeme vselesse Which shall not neede for I will be as studious Of your concealement in our Conference As any Counsell shall advise Hialas Then Sir My chiefe request is that on notice given At my dispatch in Scotland you will send Some learned man of power and experience To joyne in treatie with me K. H. I shall doe it Being that way well provided by a servant Which may attend 'ee ever Hialas If King Iames By any indirection should perceiue My comming neere your Court I doubt the issue Of my imployment K: H Be not your owne Herald I learne sometimes without a teacher Hialas Good dayes guard all your Princely thoughts K: H Vrswicke no further Then the next open Gallerie attend him A heartie loue goe with you Hialas Your vow'd Beadsman Ex Vrsw: and Hialas K: H King Ferdinand is not so much a Foxe But that a cunning Huntsman may in time Fall on the sent in honourable actions Safe imitation best deserues a prayse Enter Vrswicke What' the Castillians past away Vrsw: He is And vndiscovered the two hundred markes Your Majestie conveyde a' gentlie purst With a right modest gravitie K: H What wast A' mutterd in the earnest of his wisedome A' spoke not to be heard T was about Vrsw: Warbecke How if King Henry were but sure of Subjects Such a wilde runnagate might soone be cag'd No great adoe withstanding K: H Nay nay something About my sonne Prince Arthurs match Vrsw: Right right Sir A humd it out how that King Ferdinand Swore that the marriage 'twixt the Ladie Katherine His Daughter and the Prince of Wales your Sonne Should never be consummated as long As any Earle of Warwicke liv'd in England Except by newe Creation K: H I remember 'T was so indeede the King his Maister swore it Vrsw: Directly as he said K: H An Earle of Warwicke Provide a Messenger for Letters instantly To Bishop Fox Our newes from Scotland creepes It comes so slow wee must haue ayrie spirits Our time requires dispatch the Earle of Warwicke Let him be sonne to Clarence younger brother To
Edward Edwards Daughter is I thinke Mother to our Prince Arthur get a Messenger Exeunt Enter King Iames Warbecke Crawford Daliell Heron Astley Major Sketon and Souldiers K: Ia: Wee trifle time against these Castle walls The English Prelate will not yeelde once more Giue him a Summons Parley Enter aboue Durham armed a Truncheon in his hand and Souldiers Warb: See the jolly Clarke Appeares trimd like a ruffian K: Ia: Bishop yet Set ope the portes and to your lawfull Soveraigne Richard of Yorke surrender vp this Castle And he will take thee to his Grace else Tweede Shall overflow his banckes with English bloud And wash the sande that cements those hard stones From their foundation Dur: Warlike King of Scotland Vouchsafe a few words from a man inforc't To lay his Booke aside and clap on Armes Vnsutable to my age or my profession Couragious Prince consider on what grounds You rend the face of peace and breake a League With a confederate King that courts your amitie For whom too for a vagabond a straggler Not noted in the world by birth of name An obscure peasant by the rage of Hell Loosd from his chaynes to set great Kings at strife What Nobleman what common man of note What ordinary subject hath come in Since first you footed on our Territories To onely faine a wellcome children laugh at Your Proclamations and the wiser pittie So great a Potentates abuse by one Who juggles meerly with the fawnes and youth Of an instructed complement such spoyles Such slaughters as the rapine of your Souldiers Alreadie haue committed is enough To shew your zeale in a conceited Iustice Yet great King wake not yet my Maisters vengeance But shake that Viper off which gnawes your entrayles I and my fellow Subjects are resolv'd If you persist to stand your vtmost furie Till our last bloud drop from vs Warb: O Sir lend Me eare to this seducer of my honor What shall I call thee thou gray bearded Scandall That kickst against the Soveraigntie to which Thou owest alleagance Treason is bold-fac'd And eloquent in mischiefe sacred King Be deafe to his knowne malice Dur: Rather yeelde Vnto those holy motions which inspire The sacred heart of an annoynted bodie It is the surest pollicie in Princes To governe well their owne then seeke encroachment Vpon anothers right Crawf: The King is serious Deepe in his meditation Dal: Lift them vp To heaven his better genius Warb: Can you studie while such a Devill raues O Sir K: Ia. Well Bishopp You 'le not be drawne to mercie Dur: Conster me In like case by a Subject of your owne My resolutions fixt King Iames be counseld A greater fate waites on thee Exit Durham cum suis K: Ia: Forrage through The Countrey spare no prey of life or goods Warb: O Sir then giue me leaue to yeeld to nature I am most miserable had I beene Borne what this Clergie man would by defame Baffle beliefe with I had never sought The truth of mine inheritance with rapes Of women or of infants murthered Virgins Defloured olde men butchered dwellings fir'd My Land depopulated and my people Afflicted with a Kingdomes devastation Shew more remorse great King or I shall never Endure to see such havocke with drie eyes Spare spare my deare deare England K: Ia: You foole your pietie Ridiculously carefull of an interest Another man possesseth Where 's your faction Shrewdly the Bishop ghest of your adherents When not a pettie Burgesse of some Towne No not a Villager hath yet appear'd In your assistance that should make 'ee whine And not your Countryes sufferance as you tearme it Dal: The King is angrie Crawf: And the passionate Duke Effeminately dolent Warb: The experience In former tryalls Sir both of mine owne Or other Princes cast out of their thrones Haue so acquainted mee how miserie Is destitute of friends or of reliefe That I can easily submit to taste Lowest reproofe without contempt or words Enter Frion K: Ia: An humble minded man now what intelligence Speakes Maister Secretarie Frion Frion Henrie Of England hath in open field ore'throwne The Armies who opposd him in the right Of this young Prince K: Ia: His Subsidies you meane more if you haue it Frion Howard Earle of Surrey Backt by twelue Earles and Barons of the North An hundred Knights and Gentlemen of Name And twentie thousand Souldiers is at hand To raise your siege Brooke with a goodly Navie Is Admirall at Sea and Dawbney followes With an vnbroken Armie for a second Warb: 'T is false they come to side with vs K: Ia: Retreate Wee shall not finde them stones and walls to cope with Yet Duke of Yorke for such thou sayest thou art I le trie thy fortune to the height to Surrey By Marchmount I will send a braue Defiance For single Combate once a King will venter His person to an Earle with Condition Of spilling lesser bloud Surrey is bolde And Iames resolv'd Warb: O rather gracious Sir Create me to this glorie since my cause Doth interest this fayre quarrell valued least I am his equall K: I I will be the man March softly off where Victorie can reape A harvest crown'd with triumph toyle is cheape Exeunt omnes Actus Quartus Scaena prima Enter Surrey Durham Souldiers with Drummes and Collors Surrey ARe all our braving enemies shrunke backe Hid in the fogges of their distempered climate Not daring to behold our Colours wave In spight of this infected ayre Can they Looke on the strength of Cundrestine defac't The glorie of Heydonhall devasted that Of Edington cast downe the pile of Fulden Orethrowne And this the strongest of their Forts Olde Ayton Castle yeelded and demolished And yet not peepe abroad the Scots are bold Hardie in battayle but it seemes the cause They vndertake considered appeares Vnjoynted in the frame on t Dur: Noble Surrey Our Royall Masters wisedome is at all times His fortunes Harbinger for when he drawes His sword to threaten warre his providence Settles on peace the crowning of an Empire Trumpet Sur: Rancke all in order 't is a Heralds sound Some message from King Iames keepe a fixt station Enter March-mount and another Herald in their Coates March: From Scotlands awfull Majestie wee come Vnto the English Generall Surrey To me Say on March: Thus then the wast and prodigall Effusion of so much guiltlesse bloud As in two potent Armies of necessitie Must glut the earths drie wombe his sweet compassion Hath studied to prevent for which to thee Great Earle of Surrey in a single fight He offers his owne royall person fayrely Proposing these conditions onely that If Victorie conclude our Masters right The Earle shall deliver for his ransome The towne of Barwicke to him with the Fishgarths If Surrey shall prevaile the King will paie A thousand pounds downe present for his freedome And silence further Armes so speakes King Iames Surr So speakes King Iames so like a King a' speakes Heralds the English Generall
returnes A sensible Devotion from his heart His very soule to this vnfellowed grace For let the King know gentle Haralds truely How his descent from his great throne to honor A stranger subject with so high a title As his Compeere in Armes hath conquered more Then any sword could doe for which my loyaltie Respected I will serue his vertues ever In all humilitie but Barwicke say Is none of mine to part with In affayres Of Princes Subjects cannot trafficke rights Inherent to the Crowne My life is mine That I dare freely hazard and with pardon To some vnbrib'd vaine-glorie if his Majestie Shall taste a chaunge of fate his libertie Shall meete no Articles If I fall falling So brauely I referre me to his pleasure Without condition and for this deare favour Say if not countermaunded I will cease Hostilitie vnlesse provokt March: This answere Wee shall relate impartially Durh: With favour Pray haue a little patience Sir you finde By these gay-flourishes how wearied travayle Inclines to willing rest heere 's but a Prologue However confidently vtterd meant For some ensuing Acts of peace consider The time of yeare vnseasonablenesse of weather Charge barrennesse of profite and occasion Presents it selfe for honorable treatie Which wee may make good vse of I will backe As sent from you in poynt of noble gratitude Vnto King Iames with these his Heralds you Shall shortlie heare from me my Lord for order Of breathing or proceeding and King Henrie Doubt not will thanke the service Surr: To your wisedome Lord Bishop I referre it Durh: Be it so then Surr: Haralds accept this chaine and these few Crownes March: Our Dutie Noble Generall Dur. In part Of retribution for such Princely loue My Lord the Generall is pleasd to shew The King your Maister his sincerest zeale By further treatie by no common man I will my selfe returne with you Sur: Y'obliege My faithfullest affections t' ee Lord Bishop March: All happinesse attend your Lordship Surr: Come friends And fellow-Souldiers wee l doubt shall meete No enemies but woods and hills to fight with Then t were as good to feede and sleepe at home Wee may be free from daunger not secure Exeunt omnes Enter Warbeck and Frion Warb: Frion ô Frion all my hopes of glorie Are at a stand the Scottish King growes dull Frostie and wayward since this Spanish Agent Hath mixt Discourses with him they are private I am not cald to counsaile now confusion On all his craftie shrugges I feele the fabricke Of my designes are tottering Frion Henries pollicies Stirre with too many engins Warb: Let his mines Shapt in the bowells of the earth blow vp Workes raisd for my defence yet can they never Tosse into ayre the freedome of my birth Or disavow my bloud Plantaginetts I am my Fathers sonne still but ô Frion When I bring into count with my Disasters My Wifes compartnership my Kates my lifes Then then my frailtie feeles an earth-quake mischiefe Damb Henries plotts I will be Englands King Or let my Aunt of Burgundie report My fall in the attempt deserv'd our Auncestors Frion You grow too wilde in passion if you will Appeare a Prince indeede confine your will To moderation Warb: What a saucie rudenesse Prompts this distrust If if I will appeare Appeare a Prince Death throttle such deceites Even in their birth of vtterance cursed cozenage Of trust Y'ee make me mad t were best it seemes That I should turne Imposter to my selfe Be mine owne counterfeite belie the truth Of my deare mothers wombe the sacred bed Of a Prince murthered and a living baffeld Frion Nay if you haue no eares to heare I haue No breath to spend in vaine Warb. Sir sir take heede Golde and the promise of promotion rarely Fayle in temptation Frion Why to me this Warb. Nothing Speake what you will wee are not suncke so low But your advise may peece againe the heart Which many cares haue broken you were wont In all extremities to talke of comfort Haue yee' none left now I le not interrupt yee' Good beare with my distractions if King Iames Denie vs dwelling here next whither must I I preethee' be not angrie Frion Sir I tolde yee' Of Letters come from Ireland how the Cornish Stomacke their last defeate and humblie sue That with such forces as you could partake You would in person land in Cornwall where Thousands will entertaine your title gladly Warb: Let me embrace thee hugge thee th' ast reviud My comforts if my cosen King will fayle Our cause will never welcome my tride friends Enter Major Heron Astley Sketon You keepe your braines awake in our defence Frion advise with them of these affaires In which be wondrous secret I will listen What else concernes vs here be quicke and warie Exit Warbeck Astl: Ah sweet young Prince Secretarie my fellow Counsellers and I haue consulted and jumpe all in one opinion directly that if this Scotch garboyles doe not fadge to our mindes wee will pell mell runne amongst the Cornish Chaughes presently and in a trice Sket: 'T is but going to Sea and leaping ashore cut tenne or twelue thousand vnnecessary throats fire seaven or eight townes take halfe a dozen Cities get into the Market place crowne him RICHARD THE FOVRTH and the businesse is finisht Major I graunt yee quoth I so farre forth as men may doe no more then men may doe for it is good to consider when consideration may be to the purpose otherwise still you shall pardon me Little sayd is soone amended Frion Then you conclude the Cornish Action surest Heron. Wee doe so And doubt not but to thriue abundantly Ho my Masters had wee knowne of the Commotion when wee set sayle out of Ireland the Land had beene ours ere this time Sket: Pish pish 't is but forbearing being an Earle or a Duke a moneth or two longer I say and say it agen if the worke goe not on apace let me never see new fashion more I warrant yee' I warrant yee wee will haue it so and so it shall be Ast: This is but a cold phlegmaticke Countrie not stirring enough for men of spirit giue mee the heart of England for my money Ske: A man may batten there in a weeke onely with hot loaues and butter and a lustie cup of Muscadine and Sugar at breakfast though he make never a meale all the moneth after Major Surely when I bore office I found by experience that to be much troublesome was to be much wise and busie I haue observed how filching and bragging has beene the best service in these last warres and therefore conclude peremptorily on the Designe in England If things and things may fall out as who can tell what or how but the end will shew it Frion Resolv'd like men of judgement here to linger More time is but to loose it cheare the Prince And hast him on to this on this depends Fame in successe or glorie in our ends Exeunt omnes Enter King Iames
the Lyon faints not Lockt in a grate but loose disdaines all force Which barres his prey and wee are Lyon-hearted Or else no King of beasts Harke how they shout Another shout Triumphant in our cause bolde confidence Marches on brauely cannot quake at daunger Enter Sketon Sket. Saue King Richard the fourth saue King of hearts the Cornish blades are men of mettall haue proclaimed through Bodnam and the whole Countie my sweete Prince Monarch of England foure thousand tall yeomen with bow and sword alreadie vow to liue and dye at the foote of KING RICHARD Enter Astley Astley The Mayor our fellow Counseller is servant for an Emperour Exceter is appointed for the Rend a vous and nothing wants to victory but courage and resolution vigellatum datum decimo Septembris Anno Regui Regis primo cetera confirmatum est Al 's cocke sure Warb: To Exceter to Exceter march on Commend vs to our people wee in person Will lend them double spirits tell them so She Astl: King Richard King Richard Warb: A thousand blessings guard our lawfull Armes A thousand horrors peirce our enemies soules Pale feare vnedge their weapons sharpest poynts And when they draw their arrowes to the head Numnesse shall strike their sinewes such advantage Hath Majestie in its pursuite of Iustice That on the proppers vp of truths olde throne It both enlightens counsell and giues heart To execution whiles the throates of traytors Lye bare before our mercie O Divinitie Of royall birth how it strikes dumbe the tongues Whose prodigallitie of breath is brib'd By traynes to greatnesse Princes are but men Distinguisht in the finenesse of their frailtie Yet not so grosse in beautie of the minde For there 's a fire more sacred purifies The drosse of mixture Herein stands the odds Subjects are men on earth Kings men and gods Exeunt omnes Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Katherine and Iane in riding suits with one servant Kath: IT is decreede and wee must yeeld to fate Whose angry Iustice though it threaten ruine Contempt and povertie is all but tryall Of a weake womans constancie in suffering Here in a strangers and an enemies Land Forsaken and vnfurnisht of all hopes But such as waite on miserie I range To meete affliction where so ere I treade My trayne and pompe of servants is reduc't To one kinde Gentlewoman and this groome Sweet Iane now whither must wee Iane To your Shippes Deare Lady and turne home Kath: Home I haue none Flie thou to Scotland thou hast friends will weepe For joy to bid thee welcome but ô Iane My Iane my friends are desperate of comfort As I must be of them the common charitie Good people salmes and prayers of the gentle Is the revenue must support my state As for my natiue Countrey since it once Saw me a Princesse in the height of greatnesse My birth allow'd me here I make a vow Scotland shall never see me being fallen Or lessened in my fortunes Never Iane Never to Scotland more will I returne Could I be Englands Queene a glory Iane I never fawn'd on yet the King who gaue me Hath sent me with my husband from his presence Deliver'd vs suspected to his Nation Renderd vs spectacles to time and pittie And is it fit I should returne to such As onely listen after our descent From happinesse enjoyd to misery Expected though vncertaine Never never Alas why do'st thou weepe and that poore creature Wipe his wett cheekes too let me feele alone Extremities who know to giue them harbour Nor thou nor he ha's cause You may liue safely Iane There is no safetie whiles your dangers Madam Are every way apparent Servant Pardon Ladie I cannot choose but shew my honest heart You were ever my good Ladie Kath: O deare soules Your shares in griefe are too too much Enter Daliell Daliell I bring Fayre Princesse newes of further sadnesse yet Then your sweet youth hath beene acquainted with Kath: Not more my Lord then I can welcome speake it The worst the worst I looke for Dal. All the Cornish At Exceter were by the Citizens Repulst encountred by the Earle of Devonshire And other worthy Gentlemen of the Countrey Your husband marcht to Taunton and was there Affronted by King Henries Chamberlayne The King himselfe in person with his Armie Advancing neerer to renew the fight On all occasions But the night before The battayles were to joyne your husband privately Accompanied with some few horse departed From out the campe and posted none knowes whither Kath: Fled without battayle given Dal: Fled but follow'd By Dawbney all his parties left to taste King Henries mercie for to that they yeelded Victorious without bloudshed Kath: O my sorrowes If both our liues had prou'd the sacrifice To Henries tyrannie wee had fallen like Princes And rob'd him of the glory of his pride Dal: Impute it not to faintnesse or to weakenesse Of noble courage Ladie but foresight For by some secret friend he had intelligence Of being bought and solde by his base followers Worse yet remaines vntold Kath: No no it cannot Daliell I feare y' are betray'd The Earle of Oxford Runnes hot in your pursuite Kath: A' shall not neede Wee le runne as hot in resolution gladly To make the Earle our Iaylor Iane Madam Madam they come they come Enter Oxford with followers Daliell Keepe backe or he who dares Rudely to violate the Law of honor Runnes on my sword Kath: Most noble Sir forbeare What reason drawes you hither Gentlemen Whom seeke 'ee Oxf: All stand off with favour Ladie From Henry Englands King I would present Vnto the beauteous Princesse Katherine Gourdon The tender of a gracious entertainment Kath: Wee are that Princesse whom your maister King Pursues with reaching armes to draw into His power let him vse his tyrannie Wee shall not bee his Subjects Oxf: My Commission extends no further excellentest Ladie Then to a service 't is King Henries pleasure That you and all that haue relation t' ee Be guarded as becomes your birth and greatnesse For rest assur'd sweet Princesse that not ought Of what you doe call yours shall finde disturbance Or any welcome other then what suits Your high condition Kath: By what title Sir May I acknowledge you Oxf: Your servant Ladie Descended from the Line of Oxfords Earles Inherits what his auncestors before him Were owners of Kath: Your King is herein royall That by a Peere so auncient in desert As well as bloud commands Vs to his presence Oxf: Invites 'ee Princesse not commands Kath: Pray vse Your owne phrase as you list to your protection Both I and mine submit Oxf: There 's in your number A Nobleman whom fame hath brauely spoken To him the King my Maister bad mee say How willingly he courts his friendship Far From an enforcement more then what in tearmes Of courtesie so great a Prince may hope for Daliell My name is Daliell Oxf: 'T is a name hath wonne Both thankes and
wonder from report my Lord The Court of England emulates your meritt And covetts to embrace 'ee Daliell I must waite on The Princesse in her fortunes Oxf: Will you please Great Ladie to set forward Kath: Being driven By fate it were in vaine to striue with Heaven Exeunt omnes Enter King Henry Surrey Vrswicke and a guard of Souldiers K: H The Counterfeit King Perkin is escap'd Escape so let him he is heg'd too fast Within the Circuite of our English pale To steale out of our Ports or leape the walls Which guarde our Land the Seas are rough and wider Then his weake armes can tugge with Surrey henceforth Your King may raigne in quiet turmoyles past Like some vnquiet dreame haue rather busied Our fansie then affrighted rest of State But Surrey why in articling a peace With Iames of Scotland was not restitution Of Losses which our Subjects did sustaine By the Scotch inrodes questioned Sur: Both demanded And vrg'd my Lord to which the King reply'd In modest merriment but smiling earnest How that our Master Henrie was much abler To beare the detriments then he repay them K: H The young man I beleeue spake honest truth 'A studies to be wise betimes Ha's Vrswicke Sir Rice ap Thomas and Lord Brooke our Steward Return'd the westerne Gentlemen full thankes From Vs for their try'd Loyalties Sur: They haue Which as if health and life had raign'd amongst em With open hearts they joyfully receiu'd K: H Young Buckingham is a fayre natur'd Prince Louely in hopes and worthie of his Father Attended by an hundred Knights and Squires Of speciall name he tendred humble service Which wee must n'ere forget and Devonshires wounds Though sleight shall find sound cure in our respect Enter Dawbney with Warbeck Heron Iohn a Water Astley Sketon Dawb: Life to the King and safetie fixe his throne I here present you royall Sir a shadowe Of Majestie but in effect a substance Of pittie a young man in nothing growne To ripenesse but th' ambition of your mercie Perkin the Christian worlds strange wonder K: H Dawbney Wee obserue no wonder I behold t is true An ornament of nature fine and pollisht A handsome youth indeede but not admire him How came he to thy hands Dawb: From Sanctuarie At Beweley neere Southhampton registred With these few followers for persons priviledg'd K: H I must not thanke you Sir you were too blame To infringe the Libertie of houses sacred Dare wee be irreligious Dawb: Gracious Lord They voluntarily resign'd themselues Without compulsion K: H So 't was very well T' was very very well turne now thine eyes Young man vpon thy selfe and thy past actions What revells in combustion through our Kingdome A frenzie of aspiring youth hath daunc'd Till wanting breath thy feete of pride haue slipt To breake thy necke Warb: But not my heart my heart Will mount till every drop of bloud be frozen By deaths perpetuall Winter If the Sunne Of Maiestie be darkned let the Sunne Of Life be hid from mee in an eclipse Lasting and vniversall Sir remember There was a shooting in of light when Richmond Not ayming at a crowne retyr'd and gladly For comfort to the Duke of Britaines Court Richard who swayed the Scepter was reputed A tyrant then yet then a dawning glimmer'd To some few wandring remnants promising day When first they ventur'd on a frightfull shore At Milford Haven Dawb: Whither speeds his boldnesse Checke his rude tongue great Sir K: H O let him range The player 's on the stage still 't is his part A' does but act what followed Warb: Bosworth feild Where at an instant to the worlds amazement A morne to Richmond and a night to Richard Appear'd at once the tale is soone applyde Fate which crown'd these attempts when lest assur'd Might haue befriended others like resolv'd K: H A prettie gallant thus your Aunt of Burgundie Your Dutchesse Aunt enform'd her Nephew so The lesson prompted and well conn'd was moulded Into familiar Dialogue oft rehearsed Till learnt by heart 't is now receiv'd for truth Warb: Truth in her pure simplicitie wants art To put a fayned blush on scorne weares onely Such fashion as commends to gazers eyes Sad vlcerated Noveltie farre beneath The spheare of Maiestie in such a Court Wisedome and gravitie are proper robes By which the Soveraigne is best distinguisht From Zanyes to his Greatnesse K: H Sirra shift Your anticke Pageantrie and now appeare In your owne nature or y 'oule taste the daunger Of fooling out of season Warb: I expect No lesse then what severitie calls Iustice And Polititians safetie let such begge As feed on almes but if there can be mercie In a protested enemie then may it Descend to these poore creatures whose engagements To th' bettering of their fortunes haue incur'd A losse of all to them if any charitie Flowe from some noble Orator in death I owe the fee of thankfulnesse K: H So braue What a bold knaue is this which of these Rebells Ha's beene the Mayor of Corke Dawb: This wise formalitie Kneele to the King 'ee Rascalls K: H Canst thou hope A Pardon where thy guilt is so apparant Mayor Vnder your good favours as men are men they may erre for I confesse respectiuely in taking great parts the one side prevailing the other side must goe downe herein the poynt is cleere if the proverbe hold that hanging goes by destinie that it is to little purpose to say this thing or that shall be thus or thus for as the fates will haue it so it must be and who can helpe it Dawb: O block-head thou a privie Counseller Begg life and cry aloude Heaven saue King Henrie Mayor Every man knowes what is best as it happens for my owne part I beleeue it is true if I be not deceived that Kings must be Kings and Subjects Subjects But which is which you shall pardon me for that whether we speake or hold our peace all are mortall no man knowes his end K: H Wee trifle time with follyes Omnes Mercie mercie K: H Vrswicke command the Dukeling and these fellowes To Digby the Lieftenant of the Tower With safetie let them be convay'd to London It is our pleasure no vncivill outrage Taunts or abuse be suffred to their persons They shall meete fayrer Law then they deserue Time may restore their wits whom vaine ambition Hath many yeares distracted Warb: Noble thoughts Meete freedome in captivitie the Tower Our Childhoods dreadfull nursery K: H. No more Vrs: Come come you shall haue leisure to bethinke 'ee Exit Vrsw: with Perkin and his K: H Was ever so much impudence in forgery The custome sure of being stil'd a King Hath fastend in his thought that HE IS SVCH But wee shall teach the ladd another language 'T is good we haue him fast Dawb: The Hangmans physicke Will purge this saucie humor K: H Very likely Yet wee could temper mercie with extremitie Being not too far provok'd Enter Oxford