That shall salute our rightfull Soueraigne With honor of his Birth-right to the Crowne Both. Long liue our Soueraigne Richard Englands King Yorke We thanke you Lords But I am not your King till I be Crown'd And that my Sword be stayn'd With heart-blood of the House of Lancaster And that 's not suddenly to be perform'd But with aduice and silent secrecie Doe you as I doe in these dangerous dayes Winke at the Duke of Saffolkes insolence At Beaufords Pride at Somersets Ambition At Buckingham and all the Crew of them Till they haue snar'd the Shepheard of the Flock That vertuous Prince the good Duke Humfrey 'T is that they seeke and they in seeking that Shall finde their deaths if Yorke â—an prophecie Salisb. My Lord breake we off we know your minde at full Warw. My heart assures me that the Earle of Warwick Shall one day make the Duke of Yorke a King Yorke And Neuill this I doe assure my selfe Richard shall liue to make the Earle of Warwick The greatest man in England but the King Exeunt Sound Trumpets Enter the King and State with Guard to banish the Duchesse King Stand forth Dame Elianor Cobham Glosters Wife In sight of God and vs your guilt is great Receiue the Sentence of the Law for sinne Such as by Gods Booke are adiudg'd to death You foure from hence to Prison back againe From thence vnto the place of Execution The Witch in Smithfield shall be burnt to ashes And you three shall be strangled on the Gallowes You Madame for you are more Nobly-borne Despoyled of your Honor in your Life Shall after three dayes open Penance done Liue in your Countrey here in Banishment With Sir Iohn Stanly in the I le of Man Elianor Welcome is Banishment welcome were my Death Glost Elianor the Law thou seest hath iudged thee I cannot iustifie whom the Law condemnes Mine eyes are full of teares my heart of griefe Ah Humfrey this dishonor in thine age Will bring thy head with sorrow to the ground I beseech your Maiestie giue me leaue to goe Sorrow would sollace and mine Age would ease King Stay Humfrey Duke of Gloster Ere thou goe giue vp thy Staffe Henry will to himselfe Protector be And God shall be my hope my stay my guide And Lanthorne to my feete And goe in peace Humfrey no lesse belou'd Then when thou wert Protector to thy King Queene I see no reason why a King of yeeres Should be to be protected like a Child God and King Henry gouerne Englands Realme Giue vp your Staffe Sir and the King his Realme Glost My Staffe Here Noble Henry is my Staffe As willingly doe I the same resigne As ere thy Father Henry made it mine And euen as willingly at thy feete I leaue it As others would ambitiously receiue it Farewell good King when I am dead and gone May honorable Peace attend thy Throne Exit Gloster Queene Why now is Henry King and Margaret Queen And Humfrey Duke of Gloster scarce himselfe That beares so shrewd a mayme two Pulls at once His Lady banisht and a Limbe lopt off This Staffe of Honor raught there let it stand Where it best fits to be in Henries hand Suff. Thus droupes this loftie Pyne hangs his sprayes Thus Elianors Pride dyes in her youngest dayes Yorke Lords let him goe Please it your Maiestie This is the day appointed for the Combat And ready are the Appellant and Defendant The Armorer and his Man to enter the Lists So please your Highnesse to behold the fight Queene I good my Lord for purposely therefore Left I the Court to see this Quarrell try'de King A Gods Name see the Lyfts and all things fit Here let them end it and God defend the right Yorke I neuer saw a fellow worse bestead Or more afraid to fight then is the Appellant The seruant of this Armorer my Lords Enter at one Doore the Armorer and his Neighbors drinking to him so much that hee is drunke and he enters with a Drumme before him and his Staffe with a Sand-bagge fastened to it and at the other Doore his Man with a Drumme and Sand-bagge and Prentices drinking to him 1. Neighbor Here Neighbour Horner I drinke to you in a Cup of Sack and feare not Neighbor you shall doe well enough 2. Neighbor And here Neighbour here 's a Cuppe of Charneco 3. Neighbor And here 's a Pot of good Double-Beere Neighbor drinke and feare not your Man Armorer Let it come yfaith and I le pledge you all and a figge for Peter 1. Prent. Here Peter I drinke to thee and be not afraid 2. Prent. Be merry Peter and feare not thy Master Fight for credit of the Prentices Peter I thanke you all drinke and pray for me I pray you for I thinke I haue taken my last Draught in this World Here Robin and if I dye I giue thee my Aporne and Will thou shalt haue my Hammer and here Tom take all the Money that I haue O Lord blesse me I pray God for I am neuer able to deale with my Master hee hath learnt so much fence already Salisb. Come leaue your drinking and fall to blowes Sirrha what 's thy Name Peter Peter forsooth Salisb. Peter what more Peter Thumpe Salisb. Thumpe Then see thou thumpe thy Master well Armorer Masters I am come hither as it were vpon my Mans instigation to proue him a Knaue and my selfe an honest man and touching the Duke of Yorke I will take my death I neuer meant him any ill nor the King nor the Queene and therefore Peter haue at thee with a downe-right blow Yorke Dispatch this Knaues tongue begins to double Sound Trumpets Alarum to the Combattants They fight and Peter strikes him downe Armorer Hold Peter hold I confesse I confesse Treason Yorke Take away his Weapon Fellow thanke God and the good Wine in thy Masters way Peter O God haue I ouercome mine Enemies in this presence O Peter thou hast preuayl'd in right King Goe take hence that Traytor from our sight For by his death we doe perceiue his guilt And God in Iustice hath reueal'd to vs The truth and innocence of this poore fellow Which he had thought to haue murther'd wrongfully Come fellow follow vs for thy Reward Sound a flourish Exeunt Enter Duke Humfrey and his Men in Mourning Cloakes Glost Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a Cloud And after Summer euermore succeedes Barren Winter with his wrathfull nipping Cold So Cares and Ioyes abound at Seasons fleet Sirs what 's a Clock Seru. Tenne my Lord. Glost Tenne is the houre that was appointed me To watch the comming of my punisht Duchesse Vnneath may shee endure the Flintie Streets To treade them with her tender-feeling feet Sweet Nell ill can thy Noble Minde abrooke The abiect People gazing on thy face With enuious Lookes laughing at thy shame That erst did follow thy prowd Chariot-Wheeles When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets But soft I thinke she comes and I
not I pleas'd not to be pardon'd am content with all Seeke you to seize and gripe into your hands The Royalties and Rights of banish'd Herfoâ—d Is not Gaunt dead and doth not Herford liue Was not Gaunt iust and is not â—arry true Did not the one deserue to haue an heyre Is not his heyre a well-deseruing sonne Take Herfords rights away and take from time His Charters and his customarie rights Let not to morrow then insue to day Be not thy selfe For how art thou a King But by faire sequence and succession Now afore God God forbid I say true If you do wrongfully seize Herfords right Call in his Letters Patents that he hath By his Atturneyes generall to sue His Liuerie and denie his offer'd homage You plucke a thousand â—angers on your head You loose a thousand well-disposed hearts And pricke my tender patience to those thoughts Which honor and allegeance cannnot thinke Ric. Thinke what you will we seiâ—e into our hands His plate his goods his money and his lands Yor. I le noâ— be by the while My Liege farewell What will ensue heereof there 's none can tell But by bad couâ—ses may be vnderstood That their euents can neuer fall out good Exit Rich. Go Bushie to the Earle of Wiltshire streight Bid him repaire to vs to Ely house To see this businesse to morrow next We will for Ireland and 't is time I trow And we create in absence of our selfe Our Vncle Yorke Lord Gouernor of England For he is iust and alwayes louâ—d vs well Come on out Queene to morrow must we part Be merry for our time of stay is short Flourish Manet North Willoughby Ross Nor. Well Lords the Duke of Lancaster is dead Ross And liuing too for now his sonne is Duke Wil. Barely in title not in reuennew Nor. Richly in both if iustice had her right Ross My heart is great but it must break with silence Er 't be disburthen'd with a liberall tongue Nor. Nay speake thy mind let him ne'r speak more That speakes thy words againe to do thee harme Wil. Tends that thou 'dst speake to th' Du of Hereford If it be so out with it boldly man Quicke is mine eare to heare of good towards him Ross No good at all that I can do for him Vnlesse you call it good to pitie him Berest and gelded of his patrimonie Nor. Now afore heauen 't is shame such wrongs are borne In him a royall Prince and many moe Of noble blood in this declining Land The King is not himselfe but basely led By Flatterers and what they will informe Meerely in hate ' gainst any of vs all That will the King seuerely prosecute ' Gainst vs our liues our children and our heires Ros The Commons hath he pil'd with greeuous taxes And quite lost their hearts the Nobles hath he finde For ancient quarrels and quite lost their hearts Wil. And daily new exâ—ctions are deuis'd As blankes beneuolences and I wot not what But what o' Gods name doth become of this Nor. Wars hath not wasted it for war'd he hath not But basely yeelded vpon comprimize That which his Ancestors atchieu'd with blowes More hath he spent in peace then they in warres Ros The Earle of Wiltshire hath the realme in Farme Wil. The Kings growne bankrupt like a broken man Nor. Reproach and dissolution hangeth ouer him Ros He hath not monie for these Irish warres His burthenous taxations notwithstanding But by the robbing of the banish'd Duke Nor. His noble Kinsman most degenerate King But Lords we heare this fearefull tempest sing Yet seeke no shelter to auoid the storme We see the winde sit sore vpon our salles And yet we strike not but securely perish Ros We see the very wracke that we must suffer And â—auoyded is the danger now For â—irstâ—ng so the causes of our wracke Nor. Not so euen through the hollow eyes of death I spâ— life peering but I dare not say How neere the tidings of our comfort is Wil. Nay let vs share thy thoughts as thou dost ours Ros Be confident to speake Northumberland We three are but thy selfe and speaking so Thy words are but as thoughts therefore be bold Nor. Then thus I haue from Port le Blan A Bay in Britaine receiu'd intelligence That Harry Duke of Herford Rainald Lord Cobham That late broke from the Duke of Exeter His brother Archbishop late of Canterbury Sir Thomas Erpingham Sir Iohn Rainston Sir Iohn Norberie Sir Robert Wâ—terton Francis Quoint All these well furnish'd by the Duke of Britaine With eight tall ships three thousand men of warre Are making hither with all due expedience And shortly meane to touch our Northerne shore Perhaps they had ere this but that they stay The first departing of the King for Ireland If then we shall shake off our slauish yoake Impe out our drooping Countries broken wing Redeeme from broaking pawne the blemish'd Crowne Wipe off the dust that hides our Scepters gilt And make high Maiestie looke like it selfe Away with me in poste to Rauenspurgh But if you faint as fearing to do so Stay and be secret and my selfe will go Ros To horse to horse vrge doubts to them y t feare Wil. Hold out my horse and I will first be there Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Queene Bushy and Bagot Bush Madam your Maiesty is too much sad You promis'd when you parted with the King To lay aside selfe-harming heauinesse And entertaine a cheerefull disposition Qu. To please the King I did to please my selfe I cannot do it yet I know no cause Why I should welcome such a guest as greefe Saue bidding farewell to so sweet a guest As my sweet Richard yet againe me thinkes Some vnborne sorrow ripe in fortunes wombe Is comming towards me and my inward soule With nothing trembles at something it greeues More then with parting from my Lord the King Bush Each substance of a greefe hath twenty shadows Which shewes like greefe it selfe but is not so For sorrowes eye glazed with blinding teares Diuides one thing intire to many obiects Like perspectiues which rightly gaz'd vpon Shew nothing but confusion ey'd awry Distinguish forme so your sweet Maiestie Looking awry vpon your Lords departure Finde shapes of greefe more then himselfe to waile Which look'd on as it is is naught but shadowes Of what it is not then thrice-gracious Queene More then your Lords departure weep not more 's not seene Or if it be 't is with false sorrowes eie Which for things true weepe things imaginary Qu. It may be so but yet my inward soule Perswades me it is otherwise how ere it be I cannot but be sad so heauy sad As though on thinking on no thought I thinke â—akes me with heauy nothing faint and shrinke Bush 'T is nothing but conceit my gracious Lady Qu. 'T is nothing lesse conceit is still deriu'd From some fore father greefe mine is not so For nothing hath begot my something greefe Or
I am a horsebacke I will sweare I loue thee infinitely But hearke you Kate I must not haue you henceforth question me Whether I go nor reason whereabout Whether I must I must and to conclude This Euening must I leaue thee gentle Kate. I know you wise but yet no further wise Then Harry Percies wife Constant you are But yet a woman and for secrecie No Lady closer For I will beleeue Thou wilt not vtter what thou do'st not know And so farre wilt I trust thee gentle Kate. La. How so farre Hot. Not an inch further But harke you Kate Whither I go thither shall you go too To day will I set forth to morrow you Will this content you Kate La. It must of force Exeunt Scena Quarta Enter Prince and Poines Prin. Ned prethee come out of that fat roome lend me thy hand to laugh a little Poines Where hast bene Hall Prin. With three or foure Logger-heads amongst 3. or fourescore Hogsheads I haue sounded the verie base string of humility Sirra I am sworn brother to a leash of Drawers and can call them by their names as Tom Dicke and Francis They take it already vpon their confidence that though I be but Prince of Wales yet I am the King of Curtesie telling me flatly I am no proud lack like Falstaffe but a Corinthian a lad of mettle a good boy and when I am King of England I shall command al the good Laddes in East-cheape They call drinking deepe dying Scarlet and when you breath in your watering then they try hem and bid you play it off To conclude I am so good a proficient in one quarter of an houre that I can drinke with any Tinker in his owne Language during my life I tell thee Ned thou hast lost much honor that thou wer 't not with me in this action but sweet Ned to sweeten which name of Ned I giue thee this peniworth of Sugar clapt euen now into my hand by an vnder Skinker one that neuer spake other English in his life then Eight shillings and six pence and You are welcome with this shril addition Anon Anon sir Score a Pint of Bastard in the Halfe Moone or so But Ned to driue away time till Falstaffe come I prythee doe thou stand in some by-roome while I question my puny Drawer to what end hee gaue me the Sugar and do neuer leaue calling Francis that his Tale to me may be nothing but Anon step aside and I le shew thee a President Poines Francis Prin. Thou art perfect Poin. Francis Enter Drawer Fran. Anon anon sir looke downe into the Pomgarnet Ralfe Prince Come hither Francis Fran. My Lord. Prin. How long hast thou to serue Francis Fran. Forsooth fiue yeares and as much as to Poin. Francis Fran. Anon anon sir Prin. Fiue yeares Betlady a long Lease for the clinking of Pewter But Francis darest thou be so valiant as to play the coward with thy Indenture shew it a faire paire of heeles and run from it Fran. O Lord sir I le be sworne vpon all the Books in England I could finde in my heart Poin. Francis Fran. Anon anon sir Prin. How old art thou Francis Fran. Let me see about Michaelmas next I shal be Poin. Francis Fran. Anon sir pray you stay a little my Lord. Prin. Nay but harke you Francis for the Sugar thou gauest me 't was a penyworth was 't not Fran. O Lord sir I would it had bene two Prin. I will giue thee for it a thousand pound Aske me when thou wilt and thou shalt haue it Poin. Francis Fran. Anon anon Prin. Anon Francis No Francis but to morrow Francis or Francis on thursday or indeed Francis when thou wilt But Francis Fran. My Lord. Prin. Wilt thou rob this Leatherne Ierkin Christall button Not-pated Agat ring Puke stocking Caddice garter Smooth tongue Spanish pouch Fran. O Lord sir who do you meane Prin. Why then your browne Bastard is your onely drinke for looke you Francis your white Canuas doublet will sulley In Barbary sir it cannot come to so much Fran. What sir Poin. Francis Prin. Away you Rogue dost thou heare them call Heere they both call him the Drawer stands amazed not knowing which way to go Enter Vintner Vint. What stand'st thou still and hear'st such a calling Looke to the Guests within My Lord olde Sir Iohn with halfe a dozen more are at the doore shall I let them in Prin. Let them alone awhile and then open the doore Poines Enter Poines Poin. Anon anon sir Prin. Sirra Falstaffe and the rest of the Theeues are at the doore shall we be merry Poin. As merrie as Crickets my Lad. But harke yee What cunning match haue you made with this iest of the Drawer Come what 's the issue Prin. I am now of all humors that haue shewed themselues humors since the old dayes of goodman Adam to the pupill age of this present twelue a clock at midnight What 's a clocke Francis Fran. Anon anon sir Prin. That euer this Fellow should haue fewer words then a Parret and yet the sonne of a Woman His industry is vp-staires and down-staires his eloquence the parcell of a reckoning I am not yet of Percies mind the Hotspurre of the North he that killes me some sixe or seauen dozen of Scots at a Breakfast washes his hands and saies to his wife Fie vpon this quiet life I want worke O my sweet Harry sayes she how many hast thou kill'd to day Giue my Roane horse a drench sayes hee and answeres some fourteene an houre after a trifle a trifle I prethee call in Falstaffe I le play Percy and that damn'd Brawne shall play Dame Mortimer his wife Rino sayes the drunkard Call in Ribs call in Tallow Enter Falstaffe Poin. Welcome Iacke where hast thou beene Fal. A plague of all Cowards I say and a Vengeance too marry and Amen Giue me a cup of Sacke Boy Ere I leade this life long I le sowe nether stockes and mend them too A plague of all cowards Giue me a Cup of Sacke Rogue Is there no Vertue extant Prin. Didst thou neuer see Titan kisse a dish of Butter pittifull hearted Titan that melted at the sweete Tale of the Sunne If thou didst then behold that compound Fal. You Rogue heere 's Lime in this Sacke too there is nothing but Roguery to be found in Villanous man yet a Coward is worse then a Cup of Sack with lime A villanous Coward go thy wayes old Iacke die when thou wilt if manhood good manhood be not forgot vpon the face of the earth then am I a shotten Herring there lines not three good men vnhang'd in England one of them is fat and growes old God helpe the while a bad world I say I would I were a Weauer I could sing all manner of songs A plague of all Cowards I say still Prin. How now Woolsacke what mutter you Fal. A Kings Sonne If I do not beate thee out of
or in the present Time That you should haue an ynch of any ground To build a Griefe on were you not restor'd To all the Duke of Norfolkes Seignories Your Noble and right well-remembred Fathers Mow. What thing in Honor had my Father lost That need to be reuiu'd and breath'd in me The King that lou'd him as the State stood then Was forc'd perforce compell'd to banish him And then that Henry Bullingbrooke and hee Being mounted and both rowsed in their Seates Their neighing Coursers daring of the Spurre Their armed Staues in charge their Beauers downe Their eyes of fire sparkling through sights of Steele And the lowd Trumpet blowing them together Then then when there was nothing could haue stay'd My Father from the Breast of Bullingbrooke O when the King did throw his Warder downe His owne Life hung vpon the Staffe hee threw Then threw hee downe himselfe and all their Liues That by Indictment and by dint of Sword Haue since mis-carryed vnder Bullingbrooke West You speak Lord Mowbray now you know not what The Earle of Hereford was reputed then In England the most valiant Gentleman Who knowes on whom Fortune would then haue smil'd But if your Father had beene Victor there Hee ne're had borne it out of Couentry For all the Countrey in a generall voyce Cry'd hate vpon him and all their prayers and loue Were set on Herford whom they doted on And bless'd and grac'd and did more then the King But this is meere digression from my purpose Here come I from our Princely Generall To know your Griefes to tell you from his Grace That hee will giue you Audience and wherein It shall appeare that your demands are iust You shall enioy them euery thing set off That might so much as thinke you Enemies Mow. But hee hath forc'd vs to compell this Offer And it proceedes from Pollicy not Loue. West Mowbray you ouer-weene to take it so This Offer comes from Mercy not from Feare For loe within a Ken our Army lyes Vpon mine Honor all too confident To giue admittance to a thought of feare Our Battaile is more full of Names then yours Our Men more perfect in the vse of Armes Our Armor all as strong our Cause the best Then Reason will our hearts should be as good Say you not then our Offer is compell'd Mow. Well by my will wee shall admit no Parley West That argues but the shame of your offence A rotten Case abides no handling Hast Hath the Prince Iohn a full Commission In very ample vertue of his Father To heare and absolutely to determine Of what Conditions wee shall stand vpon West That is intended in the Generals Name I muse you make so slight a Question Bish Then take my Lord of Westmerland this Schedule For this containes our generall Grieuances Each seuerall Article herein redress'd All members of our Cause both here and hence That are insinewed to this Action Acquitted by a true substantiall forme And present execution of our wills To vs and to our purposes confin'd Wee come within our awfull Banks againe And knit our Powers to the Arme of Peace West This will I shew the Generall Please you Lords In sight of both our Battailes wee may meete At either end in peace which Heauen so frame Or to the place of difference call the Swords Which must decide it Bish My Lord wee will doe so Mow. There is a thing within my Bosome tells me That no Conditions of our Peace can stand Hast. Feare you not that if wee can make our Peace Vpon such large termes and so absolute As our Conditions shall consist vpon Our Peace shall stand as firme as Rockie Mountaines Mow. I but our valuation shall be such That euery slight and false-deriued Cause Yea euery idle nice and wanton Reason Shall to the King taste of this Action That were our Royall faiths Martyrs in Loue Wee shall be winnowed with so rough a winde That euen our Corne shall seeme as light as Chaffe And good from bad finde no partition Bish No no my Lord note this the King is wearie Of daintie and such picking Grieuances For hee hath found to end one doubt by Death Reuiues two greater in the Heires of Life And therefore will hee wipe his Tables cleane And keepe no Tell-tale to his Memorie That may repeat and Historie his losse To new remembrance For full well hee knowes Hee cannot so precisely weede this Land As his mis-doubts present occasion His foes are so en-rooted with his friends That plucking to vnfixe an Enemie Hee doth vnfasten so and shake a friend So that this Land like an offensiue wife That hath enrag'd him on to offer strokes As he is striking holds his Infant vp And hangs resolu'd Correction in the Arme That was vprear'd to execution Hast Besides the King hath wasted all his Rods On late Offenders that he now doth lacke The very Instruments of Chasticement So that his power like to a Fanglesse Lion May offer but not hold Bish 'T is very true And therefore be assur'd my good Lord Marshal If we do now make our attonement well Our Peace will like a broken Limbe vnited Grow stronger for the breaking Mow. Be it so Heere is return'd my Lord of Westmerland Enter Westmerland West The Prince is here at hand pleaseth your Lordship To meet his Grace iust distance 'tweene our Armies Mow. Your Grace of Yorke in heauen's name then forward Bish Before and greet his Grace my Lord we come Enter Prince Iohn Iohn You are wel encountred here my cosin Mowbray Good day to you gentle Lord Archbishop And so to you Lord Hastings and to all My Lord of Yorke it better shew'd with you When that your Flocke assembled by the Bell Encircled you to heare with reuerence Your exposition on the holy Text Then now to see you heere an Iron man Chearing a rowt of Rebels with your Drumme Turning the Word to Sword and Life to death That man that sits within a Monarches heart And ripens in the Sunne-shine of his fauor Would hee abuse the Countenance of the King Alack what Mischiefes might hee set abroach In shadow of such Greatnesse With you Lord Bishop It is euen so Who hath not heard it spoken How deepe you were within the Bookes of Heauen To vs the Speaker in his Parliament To vs th' imagine Voyce of Heauen it selfe The very Opener and Intelligencer Betweene the Grace the Sanctities of Heauen And our dull workings O who shall beleeue But you mis-vse the reuerence of your Place Employ the Countenance and Grace of Heauen As a false Fauorite doth his Princes Name In deedes dis-honorable You haue taken vp Vnder the counterfeited Zeale of Heauen The Subiects of Heauens Substitute my Father And both against the Peace of Heauen and him Haue here vp-swarmed them Bish Good my Lord of Lancaster I am not here against your Fathers Peace But as I told my Lord of Westmerland The Time mis-order'd doth in common sence
Ghost He speakes with such a proud commanding spirit For Gods sake let him haue him to keepe them here They would but stinke and putrifie the ayre Char. Go take their bodies hence Lucy I le beare them hence but from their ashes shal be reard A Phoenix that shall make all France affear'd Char. So we be rid of them do with him what y u wilt And now to Paris in this conquering vaine All will be ours now bloody Talbots slaine Exit Scena secunda SENNET Enter King Glocester and Exeter King Haue you perus'd the Letters from the Pope The Emperor and the Earle of Arminack Glo. I haue my Lord and their intent is this They humbly sue vnto your Excellence To haue a godly peace concluded of Betweene the Realmes of England and of France King How doth your Grace affect their motion Glo. Well my good Lord and as the only meanes To stop effusion of our Christian blood And stablish quietnesse on euery side King I marry Vnckle for I alwayes thought It was both impious and vnnaturall That such immanity and bloody strife Should reigne among Professors of one Faith Glo. Beside my Lord the sooner to effect And surer binde this knot of amitie The Earle of Arminacke neere knit to Charles A man of great Authoritie in France Proffers his onely daughter to your Grace In marriage with a large and sumptuous Dowrie King Marriage Vnckle Alas my yeares are yong And fitter is my studie and my Bookes Than wanton dalliance with a Paramour Yet call th' Embassadors and as you please So let them haue their answeres euery one I shall be well content with any choyce Tends to Gods glory and my Countries weale Enter Winchester and three Ambassadors Exet. What is my Lord of Winchester install'd And call'd vnto a Cardinalls degree Then I perceiue that will be verified Henry the Fift did sometime prophesie If once he come to be a Cardinall Hee 'l make his cap coequall with the Crowne King My Lords Ambassadors your seuerall suites Haue bin consider'd and debated on Your purpose is both good and reasonable And therefore are we certainly resolu'd To draw conditions of a friendly peace Which by my Lord of Winchester we meane Shall be transported presently to France Glo. And for the proffer of my Lord your Master I haue inform'd his Highnesse so at large As liking of the Ladies vertuous gifts Her Beauty and the valew of her Dower He doth intend she shall be Englands Queene King In argument and proofe of which contract Beare her this Iewell pledge of my affection And so my Lord Protector see them guarded And safely brought to Douer wherein ship'd Commit them to the fortune of the sea Exeunt Win. Stay my Lord Legate you shall first receiue The summe of money which I promised Should be deliuered to his Holinesse For cloathing me in these graue Ornaments Legat. I will attend vpon your Lordships leysure Win. Now Winchester will not submit I trow Or be inferiour to the proudest Peere Humfrey of Gloster thou shalt well perceiue That neither in birth or for authoritie The Bishop will be ouer-borne by thee I le either make thee stoope and bend thy knee Or sacke this Country with a mutiny Exeunt Scoena Tertia Enter Charles Burgundy Alanson Bastard Reignier and Ione Char. These newes my Lords may cheere our drooping spirits 'T is said the stout Parisians do reuolt And turne againe vnto the warlike French Alan Then march to Paris Royall Charles of France And keepe not backe your powers in dalliance Pucel Peace be amongst them if they turne to vs Else ruine combate with their Pallaces Enter Scout Scout Successe vnto our valiant Generall And happinesse to his accomplices Char. What tidings send our Scouts I prethee speak Scout The English Army that diuided was Into two parties is now conioyn'd in one And meanes to giue you battell presently Char. Somewhat too sodaine Sirs the warning is But we will presently prouide for them Bur. I trust the Ghost of Talbot is not there Now he is gone my Lord you neede not feare Pucel Of all base passions Feare is most accurst Command the Conquest Charles it shall be thine Let Henry fret and all the world repine Char. Then on my Lords and France be fortunate Exeunt Alarum Excursions Enter Ione de Pucell Puc The Regent conquers and the Frenchmen flye Now helpe ye charming Spelles and Periapts And ye choise spirits that admonish me And giue me signes of future accidents Thunder You speedy helpers that are substitutes Vnder the Lordly Monarch of the North Appeare and ayde me in this enterprize Enter Fiends This speedy and quicke appearance argues proofe Of your accustom'd diligence to me Now ye Familiar Spirits that are cull'd Out of the powerfull Regions vnder earth Helpe me this once that France may get the field They walke and speake not Oh hold me not with silenee ouer-long Where I was wont to feed you with my blood I le lopâ— member off and giue it you In earnest of a further benefit So you do condiscend to helpe me now They hang their heads No hope to haue redresse My body shall Pay recompence if you will graunt my suite They shake their heads Cannot my body nor blood-sacrifice Intreate you to your wonted furtherance Then take my soule my body soule and all Before that England giue the French the foyle They depart See they forsake me Now the time is come That France must vale her lofty plumed Crest And let her head fall into Englands lappe My ancient Incantations are too weake And hell too strong for me to buckle with Now France thy glory droopcth to the dust Exit Excursions Burgundie and Yorke fight hand to hand French flye Yorke Damsell of France I thinke I haue you fast Vnchaine your spirits now with spelling Charmes And try if they can gaine your liberty A goodly prize fit for the diuels grace See how the vgly Witch doth bend her browes As if with Circe she would change my shape Puc Chang'd to a worser shape thou canst not be Yor. Oh Charles the Dolphin is a proper man No shape but his can please your dainty eye Puc A plaguing mischeefe light on Charles and thee And may ye both be sodainly surpriz'd By bloudy hands in sleeping on your beds Yorke Fell banning Hagge Inchantresse hold thy tongue Puc I prethee giue me leaue to curse awhile Yorke Curse Miscreant when thou comst to the stake Exeunt Alarum Enter Suffolke with Margaret in his hand Suff. Be what thou wilt thou art my prisoner Gazes on her Oh Fairest Beautie do not feare nor flye For I will touch thee but with reuerend hands I kisse these fingers for eternall peace And lay them gently on thy tender side Who art thou say that I may honor thee Mar. Margaret my name and daughter to a King The King of Naples who so ere thou art Suff. An Earle I am and Suffolke am I call'd Be not offended
this strong right hand of mine Can plucke the Diadem from faint Henries head And wring the awefull Scepter from his Fist Were he as famous and as bold in Warre As he is fam'd for Mildnesse Peace and Prayer Rich. I know it well Lord Warwick blame me not 'T is loue I beare thy glories make me speake But in this troublous time what 's to be done Shall we go throw away our Coates of Steele And wrap our bodies in blacke mourning Gownes Numb'ring our Aue-Maries with our Beads Or shall we on the Helmets of our Foes Tell our Deuotion with reuengefull Armes If for the last say I and to it Lords War Why therefore Warwick came to seek you out And therefore comes my Brother Mountague Attend me Lords the proud insulting Queene With Clifford and the haught Northumberland And of their Feather many moe proud Birds Haue wrought the easie-melting King like Wax He swore consent to your Succession His Oath enrolled in the Parliament And now to London all the crew are gone To frustrate both his Oath and what beside May make against the house of Lancaster Their power I thinke is thirty thousand strong Now if the helpe of Norfolke and my selfe With all the Friends that thou braue Earle of March Among'st the louing Welshmen can'st procure Will but amount to fiue and twenty thousand Why Via to London will we march And once againe bestride our foaming Steeds And once againe cry Charge vpon our Foes But neuer once againe turne backe and flye Rich. I now me thinks I heare great Warwick speak Ne're may he liue to see a Sun-shine day That cries Retire if Warwicke bid him stay Ed. Lord Warwicke on thy shoulder will I leane And when thou failst as God forbid the houre Must Edward fall which perill heauen forefend War No longer Earle of March but Duke of Yorke The next degree is Englands Royall Throne For King of England shalt thou be proclaim'd In euery Burrough as we passe along And he that throwes not vp his cap for ioy Shall for the Fault make forfeit of his head King Edward valiant Richard Mountague Stay we no longer dreaming of Renowne But sound the Trumpets and about our Taske Rich. Then Clifford were thy heart as hard as Steele As thou hast shewne it flintie by thy deeds I come to pierce it or to giue thee mine Ed. Then strike vp Drums God and S. George for vs. Enter a Messenger War How now what newes Mes The Duke of Norfolke sends you word by me The Queene is comming with a puissant Hoast And craues your company for speedy counsell War Why then it sorts braue Warriors let 's away Exeunt Omnes Flourish Enter the King the Queene Clifford Northumand Yong Prince with Drumme and Trumpettes Qu. Welcome my Lord to this braue town of Yorke Yonder 's the head of that Arch-enemy That sought to be incompast with your Crowne Doth not the obiect cheere your heart my Lord. K. I as the rockes cheare them that feare their wrack To see this sight it irkes my very soule With-hold reuenge deere God 't is not my fault Nor wittingly haue I infring'd my Vow Clif. My gracious Liege this too much lenity And harmfull pitty must be layd aside To whom do Lyons cast their gentle Lookes Not to the Beast that would vsurpe their Den. Whose hand is that the Forrest Beare doth licke Not his that spoyles her yong before her face Who scapes the lurking Serpents mortall sting Not he that sets his foot vpon her backe The smallest Worme will turne being troden on And Doues will pecke in safegard of their Brood Ambitious Yorke did leuell at thy Crowne Thou smiling while he knit his angry browes He but a Duke would haue his Sonne a King And raise his issue like a louing Sire Thou being a King blest with a goodly sonne Did'st yeeld consent to disinherit him Which argued thee a most vnlouing Father Vnreasonable Creatures feed their young And though mans face be fearefull to their eyes Yet in protection of their tender ones Who hath not seene them euen with those wings Which sometime they haue vs'd with fearfull flight Make warre with him that climb'd vnto their nest Offering their owne liues in their yongs defence For shame my Liege make them your President Were it not pitty that this goodly Boy Should loose his Birth-right by his Fathers fault And long heereafter say vnto his childe What my great Grandfather and Grandsire got My carelesse Father fondly gaue away Ah what a shame were this Looke on the Boy And let his manly face which promiseth Successefull Fortune steele thy melting heart To hold thine owne and leaue thine owne with him King Full well hath Clifford plaid the Orator Inferring arguments of mighty force But Clifford tell me did'st thou neuer heare That things ill got had euer bad successe And happy alwayes was it for that Sonne Whose Father for his hoording went to hell I le leaue my Sonne my Vertuous deeds behinde And would my Father had left me no more For all the rest is held at such a Rate As brings a thousand fold more care to keepe Then in possession any iot of pleasure Ah Cosin Yorke would thy best Friends did know How it doth greeue me that thy head is heere Qu. My Lord cheere vp your spirits our foes are nye And this soft courage makes your Followers faint You promist Knighthood to our forward sonne Vnsheath your sword and dub him presently Edward kneele downe King Edward Plantagenet arise a Knight And learne this Lesson Draw thy Sword in right Prin. My gracious Father by your Kingly leaue I le draw it as Apparant to the Crowne And in that quarrell vse it to the death Clif. Why that is spoken like a toward Prince Enter a Messenger Mess Royall Commanders be in readinesse For with a Band of thirty thousand men Comes Warwicke backing of the Duke of Yorke And in the Townes as they do march along Proclaimes him King and many flye to him Darraigne your battell for they are at hand Clif. I would your Highnesse would depart the field The Queene hath best successe when you are absent Qu. I good my Lord and leaue vs to our Fortune King Why that 's my fortune too therefore I le stay North. Be it with resolution then to fight Prin. My Royall Father cheere these Noble Lords And hearten those that fight in your defence Vnsheath your Sword good Father Cry S. George March Enter Edward Warwicke Richard Clarence Norfolke Mountague and Soldiers Edw. Now periur'd Henry wilt thou kneel for grace And set thy Diadem vpon my head Or bide the mortall Fortune of the field Qu. Go rate thy Minions proud insulting Boy Becomes it thee to be thus bold in termes Before thy Soueraigne and thy lawfull King Ed. I am his King and he should bow his knee I was adopted Heire by his consent Cla. Since when his Oath is broke for as I heare You that are
kindnesse For that it made my imprisonment a pleasure I such a pleasure as incaged Birds Conceiue when after many moody Thoughts At last by Notes of Houshold harmonie They quite forget their losse of Libertie But Warwicke after God thou set'st me free And chiefely therefore I thanke God and thee He was the Author thou the Instrument Therefore that I may conquer Fortunes spight By liuing low where Fortune cannot hurt me And that the people of this blessed Land May not be punisht with my thwarting starres Warwicke although my Head still weare the Crowne I here resigne my Gouernment to thee For thou art fortunate in all thy deeds Warw. Your Grace hath still beene fam'd for vertuous And now may seeme as wise as vertuous By spying and auoiding Fortunes malice For few men rightly temper with the Starres Yet in this one thing let me blame your Grace For chusing me when Clarence is in place Clar. No Warwicke thou art worthy of the sway To whom the Heau'ns in thy Natiuitie Adiudg'd an Oliue Branch and Lawrell Crowne As likely to be blest in Peace and Warre And therefore I yeeld thee my free consent Warw. And I chuse Clarence onely for Protector King Warwick and Clarence giue me both your Hands Now ioyne your Hands with your Hands your Hearts That no dissention hinder Gouernment I make you both Protectors of this Land While I my selfe will lead a priuate Life And in deuotion spend my latter dayes To sinnes rebuke and my Creators prayse Warw. What answeres Clarence to his Soueraignes will Clar. That he consents if Warwicke yeeld consent For on thy fortune I repose my selfe Warw. Why then though loth yet must I be content Wee 'le yoake together like a double shadow To Henries Body and supply his place I meane in bearing weight of Gouernment While he enioyes the Honor and his ease And Clarence now then it is more then needfull Forthwith that Edward be pronounc'd a Traytor And all his Lands and Goods confiscate Clar. What else and that Succession be determined Warw. I therein Clarence shall not want his part King But with the first of all your chiefe affaires Let me entreat for I command no more That Margaret your Queene and my Sonne Edward Be sent for to returne from France with speed For till I see them here by doubtfull feare My ioy of libertie is halfe eclips'd Clar. It shall bee done my Soueraigne with all speede King My Lord of Somerset what Youth is that Of whom you seeme to haue so tender care Somers My Liege it is young Henry Earle of Richmond King Come hither Englands Hope Layes his Hand on his Head If secret Powers suggest but truth To my diuining thoughts This prettie Lad will proue our Countries blisse His Lookes are full of peacefull Maiestie His Head by nature fram'd to weare a Crowne His Hand to wield a Scepter and himselfe Likely in time to blesse a Regall Throne Make much of him my Lords for this is hee Must helpe you more then you are hurt by mee Enter a Poste Warw. What newes my friend Poste That Edward is escaped from your Brother And fled as hee heares since to Burgundie Warw. Vnsauorie newes but how made he escape Poste He was conuey'd by Richard Duke of Gloster And the Lord Hastings who attended him In secret ambush on the Forrest side And from the Bishops Huntsmen rescu'd him For Hunting was his dayly Exercise Warw. My Brother was too carelesse of his charge But let vs hence my Soueraigne to prouide A salue for any sore that may betide Exeunt Manet Somerset Richmond and Oxford Som. My Lord I like not of this flight of Edwards For doubtlesse Burgundie will yeeld him helpe And we shall haue more Warres befor 't be long As Henries late presaging Prophecie Did glad my heart with hope of this young Richmond So doth my heart mis-giue me in these Conflicts What may befall him to his harme and ours Therefore Lord Oxford to preuent the worst Forthwith wee 'le send him hence to Brittanie Till stormes be past of Ciuill Enmitie Oxf. I for if Edward re-possesse the Crowne 'T is like that Richmond with the rest shall downe Som. It shall be so he shall to Brittanie Come therefore let 's about it speedily Exeunt Flourish Enter Edward Richard Hastings and Souldiers Edw. Now Brother Richard Lord Hastings and the rest Yet thus farre Fortune maketh vs amends And sayes that once more I shall enterchange My wained state for Henries Regall Crowne Well haue we pass'd and now re-pass'd the Seas And brought desired helpe from Burgundie What then remaines we being thus arriu'd From Rauenspurre Hauen before the Gates of Yorke But that we enter as into our Dukedome Rich. The Gates made fast Brother I like not this For many men that stumble at the Threshold Are well fore-told that danger lurkes within Edw. Tush man aboadments must not now affright vs By faire or foule meanes we must enter in For hither will our friends repaire to vs. Hast. My Liege I le knocke once more to summon them Enter on the Walls the Maior of Yorke and his Brethren Maior My Lords We were fore-warned of your comming And shut the Gates for safetie of our selues For now we owe allegeance vnto Henry Edw. But Master Maior if Henry be your King Yet Edward at the least is Duke of Yorke Maior True my good Lord I know you for no lesse Edw. Why and I challenge nothing but my Dukedome As being well content with that alone Rich. But when the Fox hath once got in his Nose Hee 'le soone finde meanes to make the Body follow Hast. Why Master Maior why stand you in a doubt Open the Gates we are King Henries friends Maior I say you so the Gates shall then be opened He descends Rich. A wise stout Captaine and soone perswaded Hast The good old man would faine that all were wel So 't were not long of him but being entred I doubt not I but we shall soone perswade Both him and all his Brothers vnto reason Enter the Maior and two Aldermen Edw. So Master Maior these Gates must not be shut But in the Night or in the time of Warre What feare not man but yeeld me vp the Keyes Takes his Keyes For Edward will defend the Towne and thee And all those friends that deine to follow mee March Enter Mountgomerie with Drumme and Souldiers Rich. Brother this is Sir Iohn Mountgomerie Our trustie friend vnlesse I be deceiu'd Edw. Welcome Sir Iohn but why come you in Armes Mount To helpe King Edward in his time of storme As euery loyall Subiect ought to doe Edw. Thankes good Mountgomerie But we now forget our Title to the Crowne And onely clayme our Dukedome Till God please to send the rest Mount Then fare you well for I will hence againe I came to serue a King and not a Duke Drummer strike vp and let vs march away The Drumme begins to march Edw. Nay
wee are married and haue more occasion to know one another I hope vpon familiarity will grow more content but if you say mary-her I will mary-her that I am freely dissolued and dissolutely Eu. It is a fery discetion-answere saue the fall is in the'ord dissolutely the ort is according to our meaning resolutely his meaning is good Sh. I I thinke my Cosen meant well Sl. I or else I would I might be hang'd la. Sh. Here comes faire Mistris Anne would I were yong for your sake Mistris Anne An. The dinner is on the Table my Father desires your worships company Sh. I will wait on him faire Mistris Anne Eu. Od's plessed-wil I wil not be absēce at the grace An. Wil 't please your worship to come in Sir Sl. No I thank you forsooth hartely I am very well An. The dinner attends you Sir Sl. I am not a-hungry I thanke you forsooth goe Sirha for all you are my man goe wait vpon my Cosen Shallow a Iustice of peace sometime may be beholding to his friend for a Man I keepe but three Men and a Boy yet till my Mother be dead but what though yet I liue like a poore Gentleman borne An. I may not goe in without your worship they will not sit till you come Sl. I' faith I le eate nothing I thanke you as much as though I did An. I pray you Sir walke in Sl. I had rather walke here I thanke you I bruiz'd my shin th' other day with playing at Sword and Dagger with a Master of Fence three veneys for a dish of stew'd Prunes and by my troth I cannot abide the smell of hot meate since Why doe your dogs barke so be there Beares i th' Towne An. I thinke there are Sir I heard them talk'd of Sl. I loue the sport well but I shall as soone quarrell at it as any man in England you are afraid if you see the Beare loose are you not An. I indeede Sir Sl. That 's meate and drinke to me now I haue seene Sackerson loose twenty times and haue taken him by the Chaine but I warrant you the women haue so cride and shrekt at it that it past But women indeede cannot abide'em they are very ill-fauour'd rough things Ma. Pa. Come gentle M. Slender come we stay for you Sl. I le eate nothing I thanke you Sir Ma. Pa. By cocke and pie you shall not choose Sir come come Sl. Nay pray you lead the way Ma. Pa. Come on Sir Sl. Mistris Anne your selfe shall goe first An. Not I Sir pray you keepe on Sl. Truely I will not goe first truely-la I will not doe you that wrong An. I pray you Sir Sl. I le rather be vnmannerly then troublesome you doe your selfe wrong indeede-la Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Euans and Simple Eu. Go your waies and aske of Doctor Caius house which is the way and there dwels one Mistris Quickly which is in the manner of his Nurse or his dry-Nurse or his Cooke or his Laundry his Washer and his Ringer Si. Well Sir Eu. Nay it is petter yet giue her this letter for it is a'oman that altogeathers acquaintāce with Mistris Anne Page and the Letter is to desire and require her to solicite your Masters desires to Mistris Anne Page I pray you be gon I will make an end of my dinner ther 's Pippins and Cheese to come Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Falstaffe Host Bardolfe Nym Pistoll Page Fal. Mine Host of the Garter Ho. What saies my Bully Rooke speake schollerly and wisely Fal. Truely mine Host I must turne away some of my followers Ho. Discard bully Hercules casheere let them wag trot trot Fal. I sit at ten pounds a weeke Ho. Thou' rt an Emperor Cesar Keiser and Pheazar I will entertaine Bardolfe he shall draw he shall tap said I well bully Hector Fa. Doe so good mine Host Ho. I haue spoke let him follow let me see thee froth and liue I am at a word follow Fal. Bardolfe follow him a Tapster is a good trade an old Cloake makes a new Ierkin a wither'd Seruing-man a fresh Tapster goe adew Ba. It is a life that I haue desir'd I will thriue Pist O base hungarian wight wilt y u the spigot wield Ni. He was gotten in drink is not the humor cōceited Fal. I am glad I am so acquit of this Tinderbox his Thefts were too open his filching was like an vnskilfull Singer he kept not time Ni. The good humor is to steale at a minutes rest Pist Conuay the wise it call Steale foh a fico for the phrase Fal. Well sirs I am almost out at heeles Pist Why then let Kibes ensue Fal. There is no remedy I must conicatch I must shift Pist Yong Rauens must haue foode Fal. Which of you know Ford of this Towne Pist I ken the wight he is of substance good Fal. My honest Lads I will tell you what I am about Pist Two yards and more Fal. No quips now Pistoll Indeede I am in the waste two yards about but I am now about no waste I am about thrift briefely I doe meane to make loue to Fords wife I spie entertainment in her shee discourses shee carues she giues the leere of inuitation I can construe the action of her familier stile the hardest voice of her behauior to be english'd rightly is I am Sir Iohn Falstafs Pist He hath studied her will and translated her will out of honesty into English Ni. The Anchor is deepe will that humor passe Fal. Now the report goes she has all the rule of her husbands Purse he hath a legend of Angels Pist As many diuels entertaine and to her Boy say I. Ni. The humor rises it is good humor me the angels Fal. I haue writ me here a letter to her here another to Pages wife who euen now gaue mee good eyes too examind my parts with most iudicious illiads sometimes the beame of her view guilded my foote sometimes my portly belly Pist Then did the Sun on dung-hill shine Ni. I thanke thee for that humour Fal. O she did so course o're my exteriors with such a greedy intention that the appetite of her eye did seeme to scorch me vp like a burning-glasse here 's another letter to her She beares the Purse too She is a Region in Guiana all gold and bountie I will be Cheaters to them both and they shall be Exchequers to mee they shall be my East and West Indies and I will trade to them both Goe beare thou this Letter to Mistris Page and thou this to Mistris Ford we will thriue Lads we will thriue Pist Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become And by my side weare Steele then Lucifer take all Ni. I will run no base humor here take the humor-Letter I will keepe the hauior of reputation Fal. Hold Sirha beare you these Letters tightly Saile like my Pinnasse to these golden shores Rogues hence auaunt vanish like haile-stones goe Trudge plod away i
it be so the first intergatory That my Nerrissa shall be sworne on is Whether till the next night she had rather stay Or goe to bed now being two houres to day But were the day come I should wish it darke Till I were couching with the Doctors Clarke Well while I liue I le feare no other thing So sore as keeping safe Nerrissas ring Exeunt FINIS As you Like it Actus primus Scoena Prima Enter Orlando and Adam Orlando AS I remember Adam it was vpon this fashion bequeathed me by will but poore a thousand Crownes and as thou saift charged my brother on his blessing to breed mee well and there begins my sadnesse My brother Iaques he keepes at schoole and report speakes goldenly of his profit for my part he keepes me rustically at home or to speak more properly staies me heere at home vnkept for call you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth that differs not from the stalling of an Oxe his horses are bred better for besides that they are faire with their feeding they are taught their mannage and to that end Riders deerely hir'd but I his brother gaine nothing vnder him but growth for the which his Animals on his dunghils are as much bound to him as I besides this nothing that he so plentifully giues me the something that nature gaue mee his countenance seemes to take from me hee lets mee feede with his Hindes barres mee the place of a brother and as much as in him lies mines my gentility with my education This is it Adam that grieues me and the spirit of my Father which I thinke is within mee begins to mutinie against this seruitude I will no longer endure it though yet I know no wise remedy how to auoid it Enter Oliuer Adam Yonder comes my Master your brother Orlan Goe a-part Adam and thou shalt heare how he will shake me vp Oli. Now Sir what make you heere Orl. Nothing I am not taught to make any thing Oli. What mar you then sir Orl. Marry sir I am helping you to mar that which God made a poore vnworthy brother of yours with idlenesse Oliuer Marry sir be better employed and be naught a while Orlan Shall I keepe your hogs and eat huskes with them what prodigall portion haue I spent that I should come to such penury Oli. Know you where you are sir Orl. O sir very well heere in your Orchard Oli. Know you before whom sir Orl. I better then him I am before knowes mee I know you are my eldest brother and in the gentle condition of bloud you should so know me the courtesie of nations allowes you my better in that you are the first borne but the same tradition takes not away my bloud were there twenty brothers betwixt vs I haue as much of my father in mee as you albeit I confesse your comming before me is neerer to his reuerence Oli. What Boy Orl. Come come elder brother you are too yong in this Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me villaine Orl. I am no villaine I am the yongest sonne of Sir Rowland de Boys he was my father and he is thrice a villaine that saies such a father begot villaines wert thou not my brother I would not take this hand from thy throat till this other had puld out thy tongue for saying so thou hast raild on thy selfe Adam Sweet Masters bee patient for your Fathers remembrance be at accord Oli. Let me goe I say Orl. I will not till I please you shall heare mee my father charg'd you in his will to giue me good education you haue train'd me like a pezant obscuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like qualities the spirit of my father growes strong in mee and I will no longer endure it therefore allow me such exercises as may become a gentleman or giue mee the poore allottery my father left me by testament with that I will goe buy my fortunes Oli. And what wilt thou do beg when that is spent Well sir get you in I will not long be troubled with you you shall haue some part of your will I pray you leaue me Orl. I will no further offend you then becomes mee for my good Oli. Get you with him you olde dogge Adam Is old dogge my reward most true I haue lost my teeth in your seruice God be with my olde master he would not haue spoke such a word Ex. Orl. Ad. Oli. Is it euen so begin you to grow vpon me I will physicke your ranckenesse and yet giue no thousand crownes neyther holla Dennis Enter Dennis Den. Calls your worship Oli. Was not Charles the Dukes Wrastler heere to speake with me Den. So please you he is heere at the doore and importunes accesse to you Oli. Call him in 't will be a good way and to morrow the wrastling is Enter Charles Cha. Good morrow to your worship Oli. Good Mounsier Charles what 's the new newes at the new Court Charles There 's no newes at the Court Sir but the olde newes that is the old Duke is banished by his yonger brother the new Duke and three or foure louing Lords haue put themselues into voluntary exile with him whose lands and reuenues enrich the new Duke therefore he giues them good leaue to wander Oli. Can you tell if Rosalind the Dukes daughter bee banished with her Father Cha. O no for the Dukes daughter her Cosen so loues her being euer from their Cradles bred together that hee would haue followed her exile or haue died to stay behind her she is at the Court and no lesse beloued of her Vncle then his owne daughter and neuer two Ladies loued as they doe Oli. Where will the old Duke liue Cha. They say hee is already in the Forrest of Arden and a many merry men with him and there they liue like the old Robin Hood of England they say many yong Gentlemen flocke to him euery day and fleet the time carelesly as they did in the golden world Oli. What you wrastle to morrow before the new Duke Cha. Marry doe I sir and I came to acquaint you with a matter I am giuen sir secretly to vnderstand that your yonger brother Orlando hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against mee to try a fall to morrow sir I wrastle for my credit and hee that escapes me without some broken limbe shall acquit him well your brother is but young and tender and for your loue I would bee loth to foyle him as I must for my owne honour if hee come in therefore out of my loue to you I came hither to acquaint you withall that either you might stay him from his intendment or brooke such disgrace well as he shall runne into in that it is a thing of his owne search and altogether against my will Oli. Charles I thanke thee for thy loue to me which thou shalt finde I will most kindly require I had my selfe notice of my Brothers purpose heerein and haue
for thou perhaps mayst moue That heart which now abhorres to like his loue Exeunt Scoena Secunda Enter Sir Toby Sir Andrew and Fabian And. No faith I le not stay a iot longer To. Thy reason deere venom giue thy reason Fab. You must needeâ— yeelde your reason Sir Andrew And. Marry I saw your Neece do more fauours to the Counts Seruing-man then euer she bestow'd vpon mee I saw 't i' th Orchard To. Did she see the while old boy tell me that And. As plaine as I see you now Fab. This was a great argument of loue in her toward you And. S'light will you make an Asse o' me Fab. I will proue it legitimate sir vpon the Oathes of iudgement and reason To. And they haue beene grand Iurie men since before Noah was a Saylor Fab. Shee did shew fauour to the youth in your sight onely to exasperate you to awake your dormouse valour to put fire in your Heart and brimstone in your Liuer you should then haue accosted her and with some excellent iests fire-new from the mint you should haue bangd the youth into dumbenesse this was look'd for at your hand and this was bâ—ulkt the double gilt of this opportunitie you let time wash off and you are now sayld into the North of my Ladies opinion where you will hang like an ysickle on a Dutchmans beard vnlesse you do redeeme it by some laudable attempt either of valour or policie And. And 't be any way it must be with Valour for policie I hate I had as liefe be a Brownist as a Politician To. Why then build me thy fortunes vpon the basis of valour Challenge me the Counts youth to sight with him hurt him in eleuen places my Neece shall take note of it and assure thy selfe there is no loue-Broker in the world can more preuaile in mans commendation with woman then report of valour Fab. There is no way but this sir Andrew An. Will either of you beare me a challenge to him To â—o write it in a martial hand be curst and briefe it is no matter how wittie so it bee eloquent and full of inuention taunt hiâ— with the license of Inke if thou thou 'st him some thrice it shall not be amisse and as many Lyes as will lye in thy sheete of paper although the sheete were bigge enough for the bedde of Ware in England set 'em downe go about it Let there bee gaulle enough in thy inke though thou write with a Gooâ—e-pen no matter about it And. Where shall I finde you To. Wee 'l call thee at the Cubiculo Go. Exit Sir Andrew Fa. This is a deere Manakin to you Sir Toby To. I haue beene deere to him lad some two thousand strong or so Fa. We shall haue a rare Letter from him but you 'le not deliuer't To. Neuer trust me then and by all meanes stirre on the youth to an answer I thinke Oxen and waine-ropes cannot hale them together For Andrew if he were open'd and you finde so much blood in his Liuer as will clog the foote of a flea I le eate the rest of th' anatomy Fab. And his opposit the youth beares in his visage no great presage of cruelty Enter Maria. To. Looke where the youngest Wren of mine comes Mar. If you desire the spleene and will laughe your selues into stitches follow me yond gull Maluolio is turned Heathen a verie Renegatho for there is no christian that meanes to be saued by beleeuing rightly can euer beleeue such impossible passages of grossenesse Hee 's in yellow stockings To. And crosse garter'd Mar. Most villanously like a Pedant that keepes a Schoole i' th Church I haue dogg'd him like his murtherer He does obey euery point of the Letter that I dropt to betray him He does smile his face into more lynes then is in the new Mappe with the augmentation of the Indies you haue not seene such a thing as t is I can hardly forbeare huâ—ling things at him I know my Ladie will strike him if shee doe hee 'l smile and take 't for a great fauour To. Come bring vs bring vs where he is Exeunt Omnes Scaena Tertia Enter Sebastian and Anthonio Seb. I would not by my will have troubled you But since you make your pleasure of your paines I will no further chide you Ant. I could not stay behinde you my desire More sharpe then filed steele did spurre me forth And not all loue to see you though so much As might haue drawne one to a longer voyage But iealousie what might befall your rrauell Being skillesse in these parts which to a stranger Vnguided and vnfriended often proue Rough and vnhospitable My willing loue The rather by these arguments of feare Set forth in your pursuite Seb. My kinde Anthonio I can no other answer make but thankes And thankes and euer oft good turnes Are shuffel'd off with such vncurrant pay But were my worth as is my conscience firme You should finde better dealing what 's to do Shall we go see the reliques of this Towne Ant. To morrow sir best first go see your Lodging Seb. I am not weary and 't is long to night I pray you let vs satisfie our eyes With the memorials and the things of fame That do renowne this City Ant. Would youl 'd pardon me I do not without danger walke these streetes Once in a sea-fight ' gainst the Count his gallies I did some seruice of such note indeede That were I tane heere it would scarse be answer'd Seb. Belike you slew great number of his people Ant. Th offence is not of such a bloody nature Albeit the quality of the time and quarrell Might well haue giuen vs bloody argument It might haue since bene answer'd in repaying What we tooke from them which for Traffiques sake Most of our City did Onely my selfe stood out For which if I be lapsed in this place I shall pay deere Seb. Do not then walke too open Ant. It doth not fit me hold sir here 's my purse In the South Suburbes at the Elephant Is best to lodge I will bespeake our dyet Whiles you beguile the time and feed your knowledge With viewing of the Towne there shall you haue me Seb. Why I your purse Ant. Haply your eye shall light vpon some toy You haue desire to purchase and your store I thinke is not for idle Markets sir Seb. I le be your purse-bearer and leaue you For an houre Ant. To th' Elephant Seb. I do remember Exeunt Scoena Quarta Enter Oliuia and Maria. Ol. I haue sent after him he sayes hee 'l come How shall I feast him What bestow of him For youth is bought more oft then begg'd or borrow'd I speake too loud Where 's Maluolio he is sad and ciuill And suites well for a seruant with my fortunes Where is Maluolio Mar. He 's comming Madame But in very strange manner He is sure possest Madam Ol. Why what 's the matter does he raue Mar. No Madam he
soule and she sayes vp downe the town that her eldest son is like you She hath bin in good case the truth is pouerty hath distracted her but for these foolish Officers I beseech you I may haue redresse against them Iust Sir Iohn sir Iohn I am well acquainted with your maner of wrenching the true cause the false way It is not a confident brow nor the throng of wordes that come with such more then impudent sawcines from you can thrust me from a leuell consideration I know you ha' practis'd vpon the easie-yeelding spirit of this woman Host Yes in troth my Lord. Iust Prethee peace pay her the debt you owe her and vnpay the villany you haue done her the one you may do with sterling mony the other with currant repentance Fal. My Lord I will not vndergo this sneape without reply You call honorable Boldnes impudent Sawcinesse If a man wil curt'sie and say nothing he is vertuous No my Lord your humble duty remeÌ„bred I will not be your sutor I say to you I desire deliu'rance from these Officers being vpon hasty employment in the Kings Affaires Iust You speake as hauing power to do wrong But answer in the effect of your Reputation and satisfie the poore woman Falst Come hither Hostesse Enter M. Gower Ch. Iust Now Master Gower What newes Gow The King my Lord and Henrie Prince of Wales Are neere at hand The rest the Paper telles Falst As I am a Gentleman Host Nay you said so before Fal. As I am a Gentleman Come no more words of it Host By this Heauenly ground I tread on I must be faine to pawne both my Plate and the Tapistry of my dyning Chambers Fal. Glasses glasses is the onely drinking and for thy walles a pretty slight Drollery or the Storie of the Prodigall or the Germane hunting in Waterworke is worth a thousand of these Bed-hangings and these Fly-bitten Tapistries Let it be tenne pound if thou canst Come if it were not for thy humors there is not a better Wench in England Go wash thy face and draw thy Action Come thou must not bee in this humour with me come I know thou was 't set on to this Host Prethee Sir Iohn let it be but twenty Nobles I loath to pawne my Plate in good earnest la. Fal. Let it alone I le make other shift you 'l be a fool still Host Well you shall haue it although I pawne my Gowne I hope you 'l come to Supper You 'l pay me altogether Fal. Will I liue Go with her with her hooke-on hooke-on Host Will you haue Doll Teare-sheet meet you at supper Fal. No more words Let 's haue her Ch. Iust. I haue heard bitter newes Fal What 's the newes my good Lord Ch. Iu. Where lay the King last night Mes At Basingstoke my Lord. Fal. I hope my Lord all 's well What is the newes my Lord Ch Iust Come all his Forces backe Mes No Fifteene hundred Foot fiue hundred Horse Are march'd vp to my Lord of Lancaster Against Northumberland and the Archbishop Fal. Comes the King backe from Wales my noble L Ch. Iust You shall haue Letteâ—s of me presently Come go along with me good M. Gowre Fal. My Lord. Ch. Iust What 's the matter Fal. Master Gowre shall I entreate you with mee to dinner Gow I must waite vpon my good Lord heere I thanke you good Sir Iohn Ch. Iust Sir Iohn you loyter heere too long being you are to take Souldiers vp in Countries as you go Fal. Will you sup with me Master Gowre Ch. Iust What foolish Master taught you these manners Sir Iohn Fal. Master Gower if they become mee not hee was a Foole that taught them mee This is the right Fencing grace my Lord tap for tap and so part faire Ch. Iust Now the Lord lighten thee thou art a great Foole. Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter Prince Henry Pointz Bardolfe and Page Prin. Trust me I am exceeding weary Poin. Is it come to that I had thought wearines durst not haue attach'd one of so high blood Prin. It doth me though it discolours the complexion of my Greatnesse to acknowledge it Doth it not shew vildely in me to desire small Beere Poin. Why a Prince should not be so loosely studied as to remember so weake a Composition Prince Belike then my Appetite was not Princely got for in troth I do now remember the poore Creature Small Beere But indeede these humble considerations make me out of loue with my Greatnesse What a disgrace is it to me to remember thy name Or to know thy face to morrow Or to take note how many paire of Silk stockings y u hast Viz. these and those that were thy peach-colour'd ones Or to beare the Inuentorie of thy shirts as one for superfluity and one other for vse But that the Tennis-Court-keeper knowes better then I for it is a low ebbe of Linnen with thee when thou kept'st not Racket there as thou hast not done a great while because the rest of thy Low Countries haue made a shift to eate vp thy Holland Poin. How ill it followes after you haue labour'd so hard you should talke so idlely Tell me how many good yong Princes would do so their Fathers lying so sicke as yours is Prin. Shall I tell thee one thing Pointz Poin. Yes and let it be an excellent good thing Prin. It shall serue among wittes of no higher breeding then thine Poin. Go to I stand the push of your one thing that you 'l tell Prin. Why I tell thee it is not meer that I should be sad now my Father is sicke albeit I could tell to thee as to one it pleases me for fault of a better to call my friend I could be sad and sad indeed too Poin Very hardly vpon such a subiect Prin. Thou think'st me as farre in the Diuels Booke as thou and Falstaffe for obduracie and persistencie Let the end try the man But I tell thee my hart bleeds inwardly that my Father is so sicke and keeping such vild company as thou art hath in reason taken from me all ostentation of sorrow Poin. The reason Prin. What would'st thou think of me if I shold weep Poin. I would thinke thee a most Princely hypocrite Prin. It would be euery mans thought and thou art a blessed Fellow to thinke as euery man thinkes neuer a mans thought in the world keepes the Rode-way better then thine euery man would thinke me an Hypocrite indeeâ—e And what accites your most worshipful thought to thinke so Poin. Why because you haue beene so lewde and so much ingraffed to Falstaffe Prin. And to thee Pointz Nay I am well spoken of I can heare it with mine owne eares the worst that they can say of me is that I am a second Brother and that I am a proper Fellowe of my hands and those two things I confesse I canot helpe Looke looke here comes Bardolfe Prince And the Boy that I gaue
that ha's but two legges that shall find himselfe agreesd at this Gloue that is all but I would faine see it once and please God of his grace that I might see King Know'st thou Gower Flu. He is my deare friend and please you King Pray thee goe seeke him and bring him to my Tent. Flu. I will fetch him Exit King My Lord of Warwick and my Brother Gloster Follow Fluellen closely at the heeles The Gloue which I haue giuen him for a fauour May haply purchase him a box a' th' care It is the Souldiers I by bargaine should Weare it my selfe Follow good Cousin Warwick If that the Souldier strike him as I iudge By his blunt bearing he will keepe his word Some sodaine mischiefe may arise of it For I doe know Fluellen valiant And toucht with Choler hot as Gunpowder And quickly will returne an iniurie Follow and see there be no harme betweene them Goe you with me Vnckle of Exeter Exeunt Enter Gower and Williams Will. I warrant it is to Knight you Captaine Enter Fluellen Flu. Gods will and his pleasure Captaine I beseech you now come apace to the King there is more good toward you peraduenture then is in your knowledge to dreame of Will. Sir know you this Gloue Flu. Know the Gloue I know the Gloue is a Gloue Will. I know this and thus I challenge it Strikes him Flu. ' Sblâ—d an arrant Traytor as anyes in the Vniuersall World or in France or in England Gower How now Sir you Villaine Will. Doe you thinke I le be forsworne Flu. Stand away Captaine Gower I will giue Treason his payment into plowes I warrant you Will. I am no Traytor Flu. That 's a Lye in thy Throat I charge you in his Maiesties Name apprehend him he 's a friend of the Duke Alansons Enter Warwick and Gloucester Warw. How now how now what 's the matter Flu. My Lord of Warwick heere is praysed be God for it a most contagious Treason come to light looke you as you shall desire in a Summers day Heere is his Maiestie Enter King and Exeter King How now what 's the matter Flu. My Liege heere is a Villaine and a Traytor that looke your Grace ha's strooke the Gloue which your Maiestie is take out of the Helmet of Alanson Will. My Liege this was my Gloue here is the fellow of it and he that I gaue it to in change promis'd to weare it in his Cappe I promis'd to strike him if he did I met this man with my Gloue in his Cappe and I haue been as good as my word Flu. Your Maiestie heare now sauing your Maiesties Manhood what an arrant rascally beggerly lowsie Knaue it is I hope your Maiestie is peare me testimonie and witnesse and will auouchment that this is the Gloue of Alanson that your Maiestie is giue me in your Conscience now King Giue me thy Gloue Souldier Looke heere is the fellow of it 'T was I indeed thou promised'st to strike And thou hast giuen me most bitter termes Flu. And please your Maiestie let his Neck answere for it if there is any Marshall Law in the World King How canst thou make me satisfaction Will. All offences my Lord come from the heart neuer came any from mine that might offend your Maiestie King It was our selfe thou didst abuse Will. Your Maiestie came not like your selfe you appear'd to me but as a common man witnesse the Night your Garments your Lowlinesse and what your Highnesse suffer'd vnder that shape I beseech you take it for your owne fauâ—t and not mine for had you beene as I tooke you for I made no offence therefore I beseech your Highnesse pardon me King Here Vnckle Exeter fill this Gloue with Crownes And giue it to this fellow Keepe it fellow And weare it for an Honor in thy Cappe Till I doe challenge it Giue him the Crownes And Captaine you must needs be friends with him Flu. By this Day and this Light the fellow ha's mettell enough in his belly Hold there is twelue-pence for you and I pray you to serue God and keepe you out of prawles and prabbles and quarrels and dissentions and I warrant you it is the better for you Will. I will none of your Money Flu. It is with a good will I can tell you it will serue you to mend your shooes come wherefore should you be so pashfull your shooes is not so good 't is a good silling I warrant you or I will change it Enter Herauld King Now Herauld are the dead numbred Herald Heere is the number of the slaught'red French King What Prisoners of good sort are taken Vnckle Exe. Charles Duke of Orleance Nephew to the King Iohn Duke of Burbon and Lord Bouchiquald Of other Lords and Barons Knights and Squires Full fifteene hundred besides common men King This Note doth tell me of ten thousand French That in the field lye slaine of Princes in this number And Nobles bearing Banners there lye dead One hundred twentie six added to these Of Knights Esquires and gallant Gentlemen Eight thousand and foure hundred of the which Fiue hundred were but yesterday dubb'd Knights So that in these ten thousand they haue lost There are but sixteene hundred Mercenaries The rest are Princes Barons Lords Knights Squires And Gentlemen of bloud and qualitie The Names of those their Nobles that lye dead Charles Delabreth High Constable of France Iaques of Chatilion Admirall of France The Master of the Crosse-bowes Lord Rambures Great Master of France the braue Sir Guichard Dolphin Iohn Duke of Alanson Anthonie Duke of Brabant The Brother to the Duke of Burgundie And Edward Duke of Barr of lustie Earles Grandpree and Roussie Fauconbridge and Foyes Beaumont and Marle Vandemont and Lestrale Here was a Royall fellowship of death Where is the number of our English dead Edward the Duke of Yorke the Earle of Suffolke Sir Richard Ketly Dauy Gam Esquire None else of name and of all other men But fiue and twentie O God thy Arme was heere And not to vs but to thy Arme alone Ascribe we all when without stratagem But in plaine shock and euen play of Battaile Was euer knowne so great and little losse On one part and on th' other take it God For it is none but thine Exet. 'T is wonderfull King Come goe me in procession to the Village And be it death proclaymed through our Hoast To boast of this or take that prayse from God Which is his onely Flu. Is it not lawfull and please your Maiestie to tell how many is kill'd King Yes Captaine but with this acknowledgement That God fought for vs. Flu. Yes my conscience he did vs great good King Doe we all holy Rights Let there be sung Non nobis and Te Deum The dead with charitie enclos'd in Clay And then to Callice and to England then Where ne're from France arriu'd more happy men Exeunt Actus Quintus Enter Chorus Vouchsafe to those that haue not read the
As thou art Knight neuer to disobey Nor be Rebellious to the Crowne of England Thou nor thy Nobles to the Crowne of England So now dismisse your Army when ye please Hang vp your Ensignes let your Drummes be still For heere we entertaine a solemne peace Exeunt Actus Quintus Enter Suffolke in conference with the King Glocester and Exeter King Your wondrous rare description noble Earle Of beauteous Margaret hath astonish'd me Her vertues graced with externall gifts Do breed Loues setled passions in my heart And like as rigour of tempestuous gustes Prouokes the mightiest Hulke against the tide So am I driuen by breath of her Renowne Either to suffer Shipwracke or arriue Where I may haue fruition of her Loue. Suf. Tush my good Lord this superficiall tale Is but a preface of her worthy praise The cheefe perfections of that louely Dame Had I sufficient skill to vtter them Would make a volume of inticing lines Able to rauish any dull conceit And which is more she is not so Diuine So full repleate with choice of all delights But with as humble lowlinesse of minde She is content to be at your command Command I meane of Vertuous chaste intents To Loue and Honor Henry as her Lord. King And otherwise will Henry ne're presume Therefore my Lord Protector giue consent That Marg'ret may be Englands Royall Queene Glo. So should I giue consent to flatter sinne You know my Lord your Highnesse is betroath'd Vnto another Lady of esteeme How shall we then dispense with that contract And not deface your Honor with reproach Suf. As doth a Ruler with vnlawfull Oathes Or one that at a Triumph hauing vow'd To try his strength forsaketh yet the Listes By reason of his Aduersaries oddes A poore Earles daughter is vnequall oddes And therefore may be broâ—e without offence Gloucester Why what I pray is Margaret more then that Her Father is no better than an Earle Although in glorious Titles he excell Suf. Yes my Lord her Father is a King The King of Naples and Ierusalem And of such great Authoritie in France As his alliance will confirme our peace And keepe the Frenchmen in Allegeance Glo. And so the Earle of Arminacke may doe Because he is neere Kinsman vnto Charles Exet. Beside his wealth doth warrant a liberal dower Where Reignier sooner will receyue than giue Suf. A Dowre my Lords Disgrace not so your King That he should be so abiect base and poore To choose for wealth and not for perfect Loue. Henry is able to enrich his Queene And not to seeke a Queene to make him rich So worthlesse Pezants bargaine for their Wiues As Market men for Oxen Sheepe or Horse Marriage is a matter of more worth Then to be dealt in by Atturney-ship Not whom we will but whom his Grace affects Must be companion of his Nuptiall bed And therefore Lords since he affects her most Most of all these reasons bindeth vs In our opinions she should be preferr'd For what is wedloeke forced but a Hell An Age of discord and continuall strife Whereas the contrarie bringeth blisse And is a patterne of Celestiall peace Whom should we match with Henry being a King But Margaret that is daughter to a King Her peerelesse feature ioyned with her birth Approues her sit for none but for a King Her valiant courage and vndaunted spirit More then in women commonly is seene Will answer our hope in issue of a King For Henry sonne vnto a Conqueror Is likely to beget more Conquerors If with a Lady of so high resolue As is faire Margaret he be link'd in loue Then yeeld my Lords and heere conclude with mee That Margaret shall be Queene and none but shee King Whether it be through force of your report My Noble Lord of Suffolke Or for that My tender youth was neuer yet attaint With any passion of inflaming Ioue I cannot tell but this I am assur'd I feele such sharpe dissention in my breast Such fierce alarums both of Hope and Feare As I am sicke with working of my thoughts Take therefore shipping poste my Lord to France Agree to any couenants and procure That Lady Margaret do vouchsafe to come To crosse the Seas to England and be crown'd King Henries faithfull and annointed Queene For your expences and sufficient charge Among the people gather vp a tenth Be gone I say for till you do returne I rest perplexed with a thousand Cares And you good Vnckle banish all offence If you do censure me by what you were Not what you are I know it will excuse This sodaine execution of my will And so conduct me where from company I may reuolue and ruminate my greefe Exit Glo. I greefe I feare me both at first and last Exit Glocester Suf. Thus Suffolke hath preuail'd and thus he goes As did the youthfull Paris once to Greece With hope to finde the like euent in loue But prosper better than the Troian did Margaret shall now be Queene and rule the King But I will rule both her the King and Realme Exit FINIS The second Part of Henry the Sixt with the death of the Good Duke HVMFREY Actus Primus Scoena Prima Flourish of Trumpets Then Hoboyes Enter King Duke Humfrey Salisbury Warwicke and Beauford on the one side The Queene Suffolke Yorke Somerset and Buckingham on the other Suffolke AS by your high Imperiall Maiesty I had in charge at my depart for France As Procurator to your Excellence To marry Princes Margaret for your Grace So in the Famous Ancient City Toures In presence of the Kings of France and Sicill The Dukes of Orleance Calaber Britaigne and Alanson Seuen Earles twelue Barons twenty reuerend Bishops I haue perform'd my Taske and was espous'd And humbly now vpon my bended knee In sight of England and her Lordly Peeres Deliuer vp my Title in the Queene To your most gracious hands that are the Substance Of that great Shadow I did represent The happiest Gift that euer Marquesse gaue The Fairest Queene that euer King receiu'd King Suffolke arise Welcome Queene Margaret I can expresse no kinder signe of Loue Then this kinde kisse O Lord that lends me life Lend me a heart repleate with thankfulnesse For thou hast giuen me in this beauteous Face A world of earthly blessings to my soule If Simpathy of Loue vnite our thoughts Queen Great King of England my gracious Lord The mutuall conference that my minde hath had By day by night waking and in my dreames In Courtly company or at my Beades With you mine Alder liefest Soueraigne Makes me the bolder to salute my King With ruder termes such as my wit affoords And ouer ioy of heart doth minister King Her sight did rauish but her grace in Speech Her words yclad with wisedomes Maiesty Makes me from Wondring fall to Weeping ioyes Such is the Fulnesse of my hearts content Lords with one cheerefull voice Welcome my Loue. All kneel Long liue Qu. Margaret Englands happines Queene We thanke
perceiue my minde Wid. My minde will neuer graunt what I perceiue Your Highnesse aymes at if I ayme aright King To tell thee plaine I ayme to lye with thee Wid. To tell you plaine I had rather lye in Prison King Why then thou shalt not haue thy Husbands Lands Wid. Why then mine Honestie shall be my Dower For by that losse I will not purchase them King Therein thou wrong'st thy Children mightily Wid. Herein your Highnesse wrongs both them me But mightie Lord this merry inclination Accords not with the sadnesse of my suit Please you dismisse me eyther with I or no. King I if thou wilt say I to my request No if thou do'st say No to my demand Wid. Then No my Lord my suit is at an end Rich. The Widow likes him not shee knits her Browes Clarence Hee is the bluntest Wooer in Christendome King Her Looks doth argue her replete with Modesty Her Words doth shew her Wit incomparable All her perfections challenge Soueraigntie One way or other shee is for a King And shee shall be my Loue or else my Queene Say that King Edward take thee for his Queene Wid. 'T is better said then done my gracious Lord I am a subiect fit to ieast withall But farre vnfit to be a Soueraigne King Sweet Widow by my State I sweare to thee I speake no more then what my Soule intends And that is to enioy thee for my Loue. Wid. And that is more then I will yeeld vnto I know I am too meane to be your Queene And yet too good to be your Concubine King You cauill Widow I did meane my Queene Wid. 'T will grieue your Grace my Sonnes should call you Father King No more then when my Daughters Call thee Mother Thou art a Widow and thou hast some Children And by Gods Mother I being but a Batchelor Haue other-some Why 't is a happy thing To be the Father vnto many Sonnes Answer no more for thou shalt be my Queene Rich. The Ghostly Father now hath done his Shrift Clarence When hee was made a Shriuer 't was for shift King Brothers you muse what Chat wee two haue had Rich. The Widow likes it not for shee lookes very sad King You 'ld thinke it strange if I should marrie her Clarence To who my Lord King Why Clarence to my selfe Rich. That would be tenne dayes wonder at the least Clarence That 's a day longer then a Wonder lasts Rich. By so much is the Wonder in extremes King Well ieast on Brothers I can tell you both Her suit is graunted for her Husbands Lands Enter a Noble man Nob. My gracious Lord Henry your Foe is taken And brought your Prisoner to your Pallace Gate King See that he be conuey'd vnto the Tower And goe wee Brothers to the man that tooke him To question of his apprehension Widow goe you along Lords vse her honourable Exeunt Manet Richard Rich. I Edward will vse Women honourably Would he were wasted Marrow Bones and all That from his Loynes no hopefull Branch may spring To crosse me from the Golden time I looke for And yet betweene my Soules desire and me The lustfull Edwards Title buryed Is Clarence Henry and his Sonne young Edward And all the vnlook'd-for Issue of their Bodies To take their Roomes ere I can place my selfe A cold premeditation for my purpose Why then I doe but dreame on Soueraigntie Like one that stands vpon a Promontorie And spyes a farre-off shore where hee would tread Wishing his foot were equall with his eye And chides the Sea that sunders him from thence Saying hee 'le lade it dry to haue his way So doe I wish the Crowne being so farre off And so I chide the meanes that keepes me from it And so I say I le cut the Causes off Flattering me with impossibilities My Eyes too quicke my Heart o're-weenes too much Vnlesse my Hand and Strength could equall them Well say there is no Kingdome then for Richard What other Pleasure can the World affoord I le make my Heauen in a Ladies Lappe And decke my Body in gay Ornaments And ' witch sweet Ladies with my Words and Lookes Oh miserable Thought and more vnlikely Then to accomplish twentie Golden Crownes Why Loue forswore me in my Mothers Wombe And for I should not deale in her soft Lawes Shee did corrupt frayle Nature with some Bribe To shrinke mine Arme vp like a wither'd Shrub To make an enuious Mountaine on my Back Where sits Deformitie to mocke my Body To shape my Legges of an vnequall size To dis-proportion me in euery part Like to a Chaos or an vn-lick'd Beare-whelpe That carryes no impression like the Damme And am I then a man to be belou'd Oh monstrous fault to harbour such a thought Then since this Earth affoords no Ioy to me But to command to check to o're-beare such As are of better Person then my selfe I le make my Heauen to dreame vpon the Crowne And whiles I liue t' account this World but Hell Vntill my mis-shap'd Trunke that beares this Head Be round impaled with a glorious Crowne And yet I know not how to get the Crowne For many Liues stand betweene me and home And I like one lost in a Thornie Wood That rents the Thornes and is rent with the Thornes Seeking a way and straying from the way Not knowing how to finde the open Ayre But toyling desperately to finde it out Torment my selfe to catch the English Crowne And from that torment I will free my selfe Or hew my way out with a bloody Axe Why I can smile and murther whiles I smile And cry Content to that which grieues my Heart And wet my Cheekes with artificiall Teares And frame my Face to all occasions I le drowne more Saylers then the Mermaid shall I le slay more gazers then the Basiliske I le play the Orator as well as Nestor Deceiue more slyly then Vlisses could And like a Synon take another Troy I can adde Colours to the Camelion Change shapes with Proteus for aduantages And set the murtherous Macheuill to Schoole Can I doe this and cannot get a Crowne Tut were it farther off I le plucke it downe Exit Flourish Enter Lewis the French King his Sister Bona his Admirall call'd Bourbon Prince Edward Queene Margaret and the Earle of Oxford Lewis sits and riseth vp againe Lewis Faire Queene of England worthy Margaret Sit downe with vs it ill befits thy State And Birth that thou should'st stand while Lewis doth sit Marg. No mightie King of France now Margaret Must strike her sayle and learne a while to serue Where Kings command I was I must confesse Great Albions Queene in former Golden dayes But now mischance hath trod my Title downe And with dis-honor layd me on the ground Where I must take like Seat vnto my fortune And to my humble Seat conforme my selfe Lewis Why say faire Queene whence springs this deepe despaire Marg. From such a cause as fills mine eyes with teares And stops
Marchionesse of Pembrooke to which Title A Thousand pound a yeare Annuall support Out of his Grace he addes An. I doe not know What kinde of my obedience I should tender More then my All is Nothing Nor my Prayers Are not words duely hallowed nor my Wishes More worth then empty vanities yet Prayers Wishes Are all I can returne ' Beseech your Lordship Vouchsafe to speake my thankes and my obedience As from a blushâ—ng Handmaid to his Highnesse Whose health and Royalty I pray for Cham. Lady I shall not faile t' approue the faire conceit The King hath of you I haue perus'd her well Beauty and Honour in her are so mingled That they haue caught the King and who knowes yet But from this Lady may proceed a Iemme To lighten all this I le I 'le to the King And say I spoke with you Exit Lord Chamberlaine An. My honour'd Lord. Old L. Why this it is See see I haue beene begging sixteene yeares in Court Am yet a Courtier beggerly nor could Come pat betwixt too early and too late For any suit of poundâ— and you oh fate A very fresh Fish heere fye fye fye vpon This compel'd fortune haue your mouth fild vp Before you open it An. This is strange to me Old L. How tasts it Is it bitter Forty pence no There was a Lady once t is an old Story That would not be a Queene that would she not For all the mud in Egypt haue you heard it An. Come you are pleasant Old L. With your Theame I could O're-mount the Larke The Marchionesse of Pembrooke A thousand pounds a yeare for pure respect No other obligation by my Life That promises mo thousands Honours traine Is longer then his fore-skirt by this time I know your backe will beare a Dutchesse Say Are you not stronger then you were An. Good Lady Make your selfe mirth with your particular fancy And leaue me out on 't Would I had no being If this salute my blood a â—ot it faints me To thinke what followes The Queene is comfortlesse and wâ—e forgetfull In our long absence pray doe not deliuer What heere y' haue heard to her Old L. What doe you thinke me Exeunt Scena Quarta Trumpets Sennet and Cornets Enter two Vergers with shoÌ„t siluer wands next them two Scribes in the habite of Doctors after them the Bishop of Canterbury alone after him the Bishops of Lincolne Ely Rochester and S. Asaph Next them with some small distance followes a Gentleman bearing the Purse with the great Seale and a Cardinals Hat Then two Priests bearing each a Siluer Crosse Then a Gentleman Vsher bare-headed accompanyed with a Sergeant at Armes bearing a Siluer Mace Then two Gentlemen bearing two great Siluer Pillers After them side by side the two Cardinals two Noblemen with the Sword and Mace The King takes place vnder the Cloth of State The two Cardinalls sit vnder him as Iudges The Queene takes place some distance from the King The Bishops place themselues on each side the Court in manner of a Consistory Below them the Scribes The Lords sit next the Bishops The rest of the Attendants stand in conuenient order about the Stage Car. Whil'st our Commission from Rome is read Let silence be commanded King What 's the need It hath already publiquely bene read And on all sides th' Authority allow'd You may then spare that time Car. Bee 't so proceed Scri. Say Henry K. of England come into the Court. Crier Henry King of England c. King Heere Scribe Say Katherine Queene of England Come into the Court. Crier Katherine Queene of England c. The Queene makes no answer rises out of her Chaire goes about the Court comes to the King and kneeles at his Feete Then speakes Sir I desire you do me Right and Iustice And to bestow your pitty on me for I am a most poore Woman and a Stranger Borne out of your Dominions hauing heere No Iudge indifferent nor no more assurance Of equall Friendship and Proceeding Alas Sir In what haue I offended you What cause Hath my behauiour giuen to your displeasure That thus you should proceede to put me off And take your good Grace from me Heauen witnesse I haue bene to you a true and humble Wife At all times to your will conformable Euer in feare to kindle your Dislike Yea subiect to your Countenance Glad or sorry As I saw it inclin'd When was the houre I euer contradicted your Desire Or made it not mine too Or which of your Friends Haue I not stroue to loue although I knew He were mine Enemy What Friend of mine That had to him deriu'd your Anger did I Continue in my Liking Nay gaue notice He was from thence discharg'd Sir call to minde That I haue beene your Wife in this Obedience Vpward of twenty yeares and haue bene blest With many Children by you If in the course And processe of this time you can report And proue it too against mine Honor aught My bond to Wedlocke or my Loue and Dutie Against your Sacred Person in Gods name Turne me away and let the fowl'st Contempt Shut doore vpon me and so giue me vp To the sharp'st kinde of Iustice Please you Sir The King your Father was reputed for A Prince most Prudent of an excellent And vnmatch'd Wit and Iudgement Ferdinand My Father King of Spaine was reckon'd one The wisest Prince that there had reign'd by many A yeare before It is not to be question'd That they had gather'd a wise Councell to them Of euery Realme that did debate this Businesse Who deem'd our Marriage lawful Wherefore I humbly Beseech you Sir to spare me till I may Be by my Friends in Spaine aduis'd whose Counsaile I will implore If not i' th' name of God Your pleasure be fulfill'd Wol. You haue heere Lady And of your choice these Reuerend Fathers men Of singular Integrity and Learning Yea the elect o' th' Land who are assembled To pleade your Cause It shall be therefore bootlesse That longer you desire the Court as well For your owne quiet as to rectifie What is vnsetled in the King Camp His Grace Hath spoken well and iustly Therefore Madam It 's fit this Royall Session do proceed And that without delay their Arguments Be now produc'd and heard Qu. Lord Cardinall to you I speake Wol. Your pleasure Madam Qu. Sir I am about to weepe but thinking that We are a Queene or long haue dream'd so certaine The daughter of a King my drops of teares I le turne to sparkes of fire Wol. Be patient yet Qu. I will when you are humble Nay before Or God will punish me I do beleeue Induc'd by potent Circumstances that You are mine Enemy and make my Challenge You shall not be my Iudge For it is you Haue blowne this Coale betwixt my Lord and me Which Gods dew quench therefore I say againe I vtterly abhorre yea from my Soule Refuse you for my Iudge whom yet once more I hold my