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
night the enemie of mankinde Is powerfull but falfe and falshood confident Oxf: Remember Ladie who you are come from That impudent Imposter Kath: You abuse vs For when the holy Church-man joynd our hands Our Vowes were reall then the Ceremonie Was not in apparition but in act Be what these people terme Thee I am certaine Thou art my husband no Divorce in Heaven Ha's beene sued out betweene vs 't is injustice For any earthly power to devide vs Or wee will liue or let vs dye together There is a cruell mercie Warb: Spight of tyrannie Wee raigne in our affections blessed Woman Reade in my destinie the wracke of honour Poynt out in my contempt of death to memorie Some miserable happinesse since herein Even when I fell I stood enthron'd a Monarch Of one chast wif 's troth pure and vncorrupted Fayre Angell of perfection immortalitie Shall rayse thy name vp to an adoration Court every rich opinion of true merit And Saint it in the Calender of vertue When I am turn'd into the selfe same dust Of which I was first form'd Oxf: The Lord Embassador Huntley your Father Madam should a' looke on Your strange subjection in a gaze so publicke Would blush on your behalfe and wish his Countrey Vnleft for entertainment to such sorrow Kath: Why art thou angrie Oxford I must be More peremptorie in my dutie Sir Impute it not vnto immodestie That I presume to presse you to a Legacie Before wee part for ever Warb: Let it be then My heart the rich remaines of all my fortunes Kath: Confirme it with a kisse pray Warb: Oh with that I wish to breathe my last vpon thy lippes Those equall twinnes of comelinesse I seale The testament of honourable Vowes Who ever be that man that shall vnkisse This sacred print next may he proue more thriftie In this worlds just applause not more desertfull Kath: By this sweet pledge of both our soules I sweare To dye a faithfull widdow to thy bed Not to be fore't or wonne ô never never Enter Surrey Dawbney Huntley and Crawford Dawb: Free the condemned person quickly free him What ha's a yet confest Vrsw: Nothing to purpose But still 'a will be King Surr: Prepare your journey To a new Kingdome then vnhappie Madam Wilfully foolish See my Lord Embassador Your Ladie Daughter will not leaue the Counterfeite In this disgrace of fate Hunt: I never poynted Thy marriage girle but yet being married Enjoy thy dutie to a husband freely The griefes are mine I glorie in thy constancie And must not say I wish that I had mist Some partage in these tryalls of a patience Kath: You will forgiue me noble Sir Hunt: Yes yes In every dutie of a wife and daughter I dare not disavow thee to your husband For such you are Sir I impart a farewell Of manly pittie what your life ha's past through The daungers of your end will make apparant And I can adde for comfort to your sufferance No Cordiall but the wonder of your frailtie Which keepes so firme a station Wee are parted Warb: Wee are a crowne of peace renew thy age Most honourable Huntley worthie Crawford Wee may embrace I never thought thee injurie Crawf: Nor was I ever guiltie of neglect Which might procure such thought I take my leaue Sir Warb: To you Lord Daliell what accept a sigh 'T is heartie and in earnest Daliell I want vtterance My silence is my farewell Kath: Oh oh Iane Sweet Madam What doe you meane my Lord your hand Dal: Deere Ladie Be pleasd that I may wayt 'ee to your lodging Exeunt Daliell Katherine Iane Enter Sheriffe and Officers Sketon Astley Heron and Mayor with halters about their neckes Oxf: Looke 'ee beholde your followers appointed To waite on 'ee in death Warb: Why Peeres of England Wee le leade 'em on couragiously I reade A triumph over tyrannie vpon Their severall foreheads Faint not in the moment Of Victorie our ende and Warwick's head Innocent Warwick's head for we are Prologue But to his tragedie conclude the wonder Of Henries feares and then the glorious race Of foureteene Kings PLANTAGINETTS determines In this last issue male Heaven be obeyd Impoverish time of its amazement friends And we will proue as trustie in our payments As prodigall to nature in our debtes Death pish 't is but a sound a name of ayre A minutes storme or not so much to tumble From bed to bed be massacred aliue By some Physitians for a moneth or two In hope of freedome from a Feavers torments Might stagger manhood here the paine is past Ere sensibly 't is felt Be men of spirit Spurne coward passion so illustrious mention Shall blaze our names and stile vs KINGS O'RE DEATH Daw: Away-Impostor beyond president Ex all Officers and Prisoners No Chronicle records his fellow Hunt: I haue Not thoughts left 't is sufficient in such cases Iust Lawes ought to proceede Enter King Henry Durham and Hialas K: H Wee are resolv'd Your businesse noble Lords shall finde successe Such as your King importunes Hunt: You are gracious K: H Perkin wee are inform'd is arm'd to dye In that wee le honour him Our Lords shall followe To see the execution and from hence Wee gather this fit vse that publicke States As our particular bodyes taste most good In health when purged of corrupted bloud Exeunt omnis FINIS Omnes Omnes Epilogue HEre ha's appear'd though in a severall fashion The Threats of Majestie the strength of passion Hopes of an Empire change of fortunes All What can to Theater's or Greatnesse fall Proving their weake foundations who will please Amongst such severall Sight 's to censure These No birth 's abortiue nor a bastard-brood Shame to a parentage or fosterhood May warrant by their loues all just excuses And often finde a welcome to the Muses FINIS
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