to the King why should I grow ingag'd Above my power since this my Lords you know The lesse we runne in debt the lesse we owe Give me my thoughts and score you on I pray I wish no more than I have meanes to pay Chest. Shall we my Lord his actions censure freely King And sentence them Aud. A Persian History I read of late how the great Sophy once Flying a noble Falcon at the Herne In comes by chance an Eagle sousing by Which when the Hawke espyes leaves her first game And boldly venters on the King of Birds Long tug'd they in the Ayre till at the length The Falcon better breath'd seiz'd on the Eagle And struck it dead The Barons prais'd the Bird And for her courage she was peerelesse held The Emperor after some deliberate thoughts Made him no lesse he caus'd a Crowne of gold To be new fram'd and fitted to her head In honour of her courage Then the Bird With great applause was to the market-place In tri triumph borne where when her utmost worth Had beene proclaim'd the common Executioner First by the Kings command tooke off her Crowne And after with a sword strooke off her head As one no better than a noble Traytor Vnto the King of Birds Chest. This use we make From this your ancient Persian History That you a noble and a courteous Peere Prais'd for your hospitall vertues and high bounty Shall be first crown'd with Lawrell to your worth But since you durst against your Soveraigne Oppose your selfe you by your pride misled Shall as a noble Traytor loose your head King That Sentence we confirme and it shall stand Irrevocable by our streight command Mar. I am glad my Liege I have a life yet left In which to shew my bounty even in that I will be liberall and spend it for you Take it 't is the last jewell that I have In liew of which oh grant me but a grave King A Laurell wreath a scaffold and a blocke Our selfe will see the Execution done Onely thy life is ours thy goods are free Mar. My Lord you are the life of courtesie And you are kinde unto me above measure To give away what might enrich your selfe Since they are mine I will bestow them thus The best of those that were so late but yours My jewells I by will restore you backe You shall receive them separate from the rest To you the Kings sonne and by marriage mine On you I will bestow my Armory Stables of Horse and weapons for the warres I know you love a Souldier to the Princesse And my two Daughters I give equall portions From my revenue but if my faire wife Proove and produce a Male-child him I make My universall Heire but if a Female Her Dower is with the rest proportionable The next I give it is my Soule to Heaven Where my Creator reignes my words thus end Body to Earth my Soule to Heaven ascend Enter the Queene Katherine the Princesse and the other Lady Princesse Stay Queene Hold Kath. Executioner forbeare Queen Heare me a Daughter for a Father plead Princesse Oh Father heare me for my Husbands life Doubly ally'd I am his Neece and Wife Kath. Oh Father heare me for a Father crave Queene Than sentence him oh let me perish rather I pleade for him that 's both my sonne and Father Kath. Oh make your mercy to this prisoner free Queene Father to us Princesse And Husband unto me King Hence with these womanish clamours Prince Vnto these Let me my Liege presume to adde another Behold him kneele that is your sonne and brother Kath. Your Sister and your Daughter great King heare Princesse Your Mother and your Daughter Queene Or like deare Your Queene and Sister Princesse Speake what hath he done Prince Who ever saw a father on a sonne Give sentence or my Royall Lord which rather Addes to your guilt a sonne condemne the father Chest. My Liege command them hence they but disturbe The Traytor in his death King A Traytor 's he That dares so tearme him Chester we meane thee Our best of subjects with our height of grace We wedde thee to us in this strict imbrace Thy vertues bounties envy'd courtesies Thy courage and thy constancy in death Thy love and Loyalty to the end continued More than their clamorous importunities Prevaile with us then as our best and greatest Not to exceed but equall thee in love To end betweene us this Heroick strife Accept what we most precious hold thy Life Mar. Which as your gift I 'le keepe till Heaven Nature Confine it hence and alwayes it expose Vnto your love and service I never lov'd it Bnt since 't was yours and by your gift now mine King I observe in thee The substance of all perfect Loyalty In you save flattery envy hate and pride Nothing or ought to goodnesse that 's ally'd Resigne those places that belong to him Better than so borne noble be unborne Till you your hearts can fashion to your faces We here suspend you from your stiles and places Prince A royall doome King Once more from us receive Thy beauteous Bride as we will hand our Queene The Prince already is possest of his Nay Bonvile as your Bridals were together So follow in your ranke and by the stile Of a Lord Baron you are now no lesse If you dare take our word Our Funerals thus Wee 'le turne to feasting and our blood to wines Of most choice taste prest from the purest Grape Our noble Martiall kinsman and our friend In our two vertues after times shall sing A Loyall Subject and a Royall King The Epilogue to the Reader THat this Play 's old 't is true but now if any Should for that cause despise it we have many Reasons both just and pregnant to maintaine Antiquity and those too not al vaine We know and not long since there was a time Strong lines were not lookt after but if rime O then 't was excellent who but beleeves But Doublets with stuft bellies and bigge sleeves And those Trunke-hose which now the age doth scorn Were all in fashion and with frequence worne And what 's now out of date who is 't can tell But it may come in fashion and sute well With rigour therefore judge not but with reason Since what you read was fitted to that season FINIS
sham'd not to come out but held it sinne Not to be pardon'd to be seene goe in But I 'le be modest nay nay keepe your Gold To cure those hot diseases you have got And being once cleere betake you to one man And study to be honest that 's my counsell You have brought many like you Gentlemen That jet in Silkes to goe thus ragg'd like us Which did they owne our thoughts these rags would change To shine as we shall though you think it strange Come come this house is infected shall we goe Clowne Why Sir shall I have no sport for my money but even a snatch and away Cap. Leave me and leave me ever and observe This rule from me where there is lodg'd a Whore Thinke the Plagues crosse is set upon that doore Clowne Then Lord have mercy upon us where have we beene The Clowne goes learing away and shaking his head Bawd Hist hist heere 's a rayling companion indeed 1. Whore I know not what you call a rayling companion but such another discourse would make me goe neere to turn honest Bawd Nay if you be in that minde I 'le send for your love the plague in my house the Pox is as soone I am sure there was never man yet that had Lord have mercy upon us in his minde that would ever enter here Nay will you goe Sound enter the King Prince Princesse all the Lords the Queene c. King Before you all I here acknowledge Lords I never held me happy but in this My vertuous choice in having your applause Me-thinks I had the sweet consent of Heaven Princesse This noble Lady now my royall Mother Hath by her love to you regard to us And courteous affability to all Attain'd the generall suffrage of the Realme Princesse Her modest carriage shall be rules to me Her words instructions her behaviour precepts Which I shall ever study to observe Queen I feele my body growing by the King And I am quicke although he know it not Now comes my fathers last injunction To my remembrance which I must fulfill Although a Queene I am his daughter still King Lords and the rest forbeare us till we call A chaire first and another for our Queene Some private conference we intend with her Now leave us Exeunt Lords King My fairest Isabella the choice jewell That I weare next my heart I cannot hide My love to thee 't is like the Sunne invelopt In watery clouds whose glory will breake thorow And spite opposure scornes to be conceal'd Saving one thing aske what my kingdome yeelds And it is freely thine Queen What 's that my Lord King I cannot speake it without some distaste To thee my Queene yet if thy heart be ours Name it not to me Queen I am onely yours King Begge not thy fathers free repeale to Court And to those offices we have bestow'd Save this my Kingdome and what it containes Is thy wills subject Queen You are my King and Husband The first includes allegeance the next duty Both these have power above a Fathers name Though as a daughter I could wish it done Yet since it stands against your Royall pleasure I have no suite that way King Thou now hast-thrust thy hand into my bosome And we are one Thy beauty oh thy beauty Never was King blest with so faire a wife I doe not blame thy Father to preferre Thee 'fore thy sister both in love and face Since Europe yeelds not one of equall grace Why smiles my love Queen As knowing one so faire With whom my pale cheeke never durst compare Had you but seene my Sister you would say To her the blushing Corrall should give way For her cheeke staines it Lillies to her brow Must yeeld their Ivory whitenesse and allow Themselves o'recome If e're you saw the skie When it was clear'st it never could come nigh Her Azure veines in colour shee 's much clearer Ey and her love much to my Father dearer King We by our noble Martiall made request For the most faire and her whom he best lov'd Durst he delude us Queen What I speake is true So will your selfe say when shee comes in place King Our love to thee shall not or'ecome that hate We owe thy Father though thou bee'st our Queene Queen He keeps her as his Treasure locks her safe Within his armes he onely minded me As one he lov'd not but thought meerely lost King Thou art lost indeed for thou hast lost my heart Nor shalt thou keepe it longer all my love Is swallowed in the spleene I beare thy Father And in this deepe disgrace put on his King Which wee 'le revenge Enter Prince Princesse Chester Clinton Bonvile and Audley King It shall be thus Chester beare hence this Lady to her Father As one unworthy us with her that dower The double dower he by his servant sent Thy teares nor knee shall once prevaile with us As thou art loyall without further language Depart our presence wee 'le not heare thee speake Chest. What shall I further say King Command him on his life to send to Court His tother Daughter and at our first summons Lest we proclaime him Traytor this see done On thy Allegeance Chest. Now the goale is ours King None dare to censure or examine this That we shall hold our friend or of our blood Subjects that dare against their Kings contend Hurle themselves downe whilst others hie ascend Exit Actus quartus Enter the Martiall and his daughter Katherine Mar. I see the King is truely honourable All my disgraces and disparagements He hath made good to me in this to queene my child And which more glads me with such ardency He seemes to affect her and to hold her deare That nothing's valued if compar'd with her Now Heaven whilst thou this second happinesse And blisse wilt lend me I shall still grow great In my content opinion and my fate In spight of whisperers and Court-flatterers Kath. Had you best lov'd my Sister and lesse me I had beene Queene before her but she venter'd For her preferment therefore 't is her due Out of our feares and loves her honours grew Mar. Whilst I may keepe thy beauty in mine eye And with her new rais'd fortunes fill mine eare I second none in blisse she 's my Court comfort Thou my home happinesse in these two blest Heaven hath inrich't me with a crowne of rest Kath. Nor doe I cover greater Royalties Than to enjoy your presence and your love The best of these I prize above all fortunes Nor would I change them for my Sisters state Mar. Her beauty and her vertues mixt have won The King my Soveraigne to be tearm'd my son Enter Servant Ser. Earle Chester with the Queene your princely daughter Are without traine alighted at the gate And by this entred Mar. Thou hast troubled me And with a thousand thoughts at once perplex't My affrighted heart admit them soft not yet What might this meane my daughter in the charge Of him that
of Queene if thou perceiv'st thy selfe To be with child conceale it even from him Next when thou find'st him affable and free Finde out some talke about thy Sister here As thus thy Father sent thee but in jest Thy Sister 's fairest and I love her best Isab. It may incense the King Mar. What I intend Is to my selfe inquire no further of it Isab. I shal performe your will and thus resolv'd To be a Martyr e're a Concubine But if the King afford me further favour In my close bosome your last words I 'le place Mar. Sister and Sister part be you not seene Bid her farewell a Martyr or a Queene They cannot speake for teares alas for woe That force should part Sister and Sister thus And that the Child and Father of one heart Comands and powerfull threats should thus divide But Chester stayes within there Enter servant Serv. My Lord Mar. Have you receiv'd Earle Chester honourably Serv. The noblest welcome that the house could yeeld He hath had my Lord nothing was held too deere He much extolls your bounty Mar. Vsher him in we are now ready for him Serv. I shall my Lord Enter Chester Chest. Sir I have stay'd your leasure now your Answer Mar. That I obey the fairest of my girles I send the King Chest. I easily can beleeve That this the fairest is her like in Court Lives not she is a Present for a King Mar. Say to the King I give her but conditionally That if he like not this fairest of the two Vnstain'd he will his gift send backe againe Chest. I shall come Lady Mar. My Lord I doe not load you with commends And duties which I could doe to the King I know your love your memory may faile you And you them all may scatter by the way Doe thou a Fathers duty thus in teares And send me how thou speed'st to free these feares Exeunt Actus tertius Enter Clowne and the Lady Mary Mary Came you from him Clown Yes if it please your Maidenship my Master sends you word he is the old man and his suite is the old suite still and his cloaths the old cloaths He scornes to be a change ling or a shifter he feares nothing but this that hee shall fall into the Lord your fathers hands for want of reparations Mary We know thy meaning here beare him this gold And bid him suite him like the man he was Bid him to face the proudest hee in Court He shall not want whilst we have Clowne That was out of my Commission Lady Gold tempts I have commandment not to touch it 't is another thing he aymes at it is a thing but I know not what manner of thing but something it is and he vowes not to shift a shirt till he be further resolv'd hee onely sends you Commendations and withall to know if you would stand to your word Mary He wrongs me to cast doubts Tell him I am the same I ever was And ever will continue as I am But that he should disdaine this courtesie Being in want and comming too from me Doth somewhat trouble me Clowne We want Madam you are deceiv'd wee have store of ragges plenty of tatters aboundance of jagges huge rents witnesse our breeches ground enough to command for we can walke where we will none will bid us to Dinner houses rent-free and goodly ones to chuse where we will the Martialsie the Counter Newgate Bridewell and would a man desire to dwell in stronger buildings and can you say that we are in want No Lady my Captaine wants nothing but your love and that he intreats you to send by me the bearer Mary I doe with all the best affection A Virgin can bestow upon her friend Clown I dare sweare he is an honest man but I dare not say he is a true man Mary How not a true man Clowne No for hee hath sworne to steale you away and thus I prove it if he steale you away I am sure you wil not goe naked he cannot steale you but hee must steale the cloaths you have on and he that steales apparrell what is he but a Theefe and hee that is a Theefe cannot be a true man Ergo Mary That is not theft when men but steale their owne And I am his witnesse this Diamond Which beare him and thus say that no disaster Shall ever part me from his company Clown I shall beare this with as good will as you would beare him Vtcung volumus Mary What are we but our words when they are past Faith should succeed and that should ever last My Father Enter Audley Aud. Wots thou who 's returnd The unthrift Bonvile ragged as a scarre-crow The Warres have gnaw'd his garments to the skinne I met him and he told me of a Contract Mary Sir such a thing there was Aud. Vpon condition if he came rich Mary I heard no such exception Aud. Thou doest not meane to marry with a begger Mary Vnlesse he be a Gentleman and Bonvile Is by his birth no lesse Aud. Such onely gentile are that can maintaine Gentily Mary Why should your state faile you Can it from you your honours take away Whilst your Allegeance holds what need you more You ever shall be noble although poore Aud. They are noble that have nobles gentle they That appeare such Mary Indeed so worldlings say But vertuous men proove they are onely deare That all their riches can about them beare Sound Enter the King Clinton Bonvile Prince Princesse King Is not Earle Chester Return'd yet with an answer from the Martiall Prince Not yet my Lord King For such contention we now scorne revenge Wee 'le try the utmost of his patience now He would exceed our love if it appeare He will hold nothing for his King too deere Aud. Earl Chester is return'd Enter Chester and Isabella King Hast brought her Chester Chest. Her whom her father the most faire esteemes He hath sent by me onely with this request That if his free gift doe not like your Highnesse You 'le send her backe untoucht to his embrace King I feare we shall not she appeares too faire So streightly to part with what is he would Attempt such virgin-modesty to staine By hopes of honour flatteries or constraint How doe you like her your opinions Lords Prince A beauteous Lady one that hath no peere In the whole Court King Therefore I hold her precious Princesse A fairer face in Court who ever saw Her beauty would become the name of Queene Clin. One of more state or shape where shall we finde Aud. Her modesty doth doe her beauty grace Both in her cheeke have chus'd a soveraigne seate King You have past censure Lady now you 're mine And by your Fathers free gift you are so To make or marre to keepe or bestow Isab. It glads me I am present to a King Whom I have alwayes heard my father tearme Royall in all things vertuous modest chaste And to have one free attribute besides
that may become her were she child Vnto your greatest Peere had he had more More had he sent these worthlesse as they be He humbly craves you would receive by me King His bounty hath no limit but my Queene Her bright aspect so much perswades with me It charmes me more than his humility Arise in grace and sweet forget your wrong Queen My joyes unspeakable can finde no tongue To expresse my true hearts meaning King Beauteous Maide You are our Sister and that royall Title From all disgrace your freedome shall proclaime Kath. I finde your Grace the same my noble Father Hath still reported you royall in all By whom the vertuous rise th th' ignoble fall Prince I have not seene a Lady more compleate Her modesty and beauty both are matchlesse King Am I a King and must be exceeded still Or shall a subject say that we can owe His bounty we will equall and exceed We have power to better what in him 's but well Your free opinions Lords is not this Lady The fairer of the twaine how durst our subject Then dally with us in that high designe Chest. With pardon of the Queene shee 's paralell'd By her faire Sister Clin. Were my censure free I durst say better'd Prince Were it put to me I should avow she not the Queene alone Excells in grace but all that I have seene King Dost love her Prince As my honour or my life King Her whom thou so much praisest take to wise Prince You blesse my youth Kate And strive to eternize me Queen Nor in this joy have I the meanest part Now doth your Grace your inward love expresse To me and mine King I never meant thee lesse Thy Sister and thy daughter freely imbrace That next thee hath our Kingdomes second place How say you Lords have we requited well Our subjects bounty are we in his debt Aud. Your Highnesse is in courtesie invincible Bonv. And bountifull beyond comparison Chest. This must not hold prevention out of hand For if the Martiall rise we stand not long Clin. Our wits must then to worke Chest. They must of force This is not that to which our fortunes trust King Let then our subject know his King hath power To vanquish him in all degrees of honour And he must now confesse him selfe excell'd With what can Heaven or Earth his want supply To equall this our latest courtesie We have the day we rise and he must fall As one subdu'd Serv. His Highnesse knows not all One speciall gift he hath reserv'd in store May happily make your Grace contend no more King No sir thinke you your Master will yet yeeld And leave to us the honour of the day I wish him here but this last sight to see To make him us acknowledge Serv. On my knee One boone I have to begge King Speake let me know Thy utmost suite Serv. My noble Master stayes Not farre from Court and durst he be so ambitious As but to appeare before you and present you With a rich gift exceeding all have past The onely perfect token of his zeale He would himselfe perpetually hold vanquish't In all degrees of love and courtesie King For our Queenes love and our faire daughters sake We doe not much care if we grant him that Admit him and his presence urge with speed Well may he imitate but not exceed Chest. I feare our fall if once the Martiall rise Downe downe must we Clin. Therefore devise some plot His favour to prevent Chest. Leave it to me King Lords we are proud of this our unity Double Alliance of our sonnes faire choice Since 't is applauded by your generall voyce The rather since so matchlesse is our Grace That force perforce our subject must give place Enter the Martiall with a rich Cradle borne after him by two Servants Mar. Not to contend but to expresse a duty Of zeale and homage I present your grace With a rich jewell which can onely value These royall honours to my Daughters done King Value our bounty shouldst thou sell thy selfe Even to thy skin thou couldst not rate it truely Mar. My Liege I cannot but in liew and part Though not in satisfaction I make bold To tender you this Present King What 's the project Here 's cost and art and amply both exprest I have not view'd the like Prince 'T is wondrous rare I have not seene a Modell richlier fram'd Princesse Or for the quantity better contriv'd This Lord in all his actions is still noble Exceeding all requitall King 'T is a brave out-side Mar. This that you see my Lord is nothing yet More than its worth it hath commended bin This is the case the jewell lyes within Pleaseth your Grace t' unvaile it King Yes I will But e're I open it my Lord I doubt The wealth within not equalls that without King VVhat have we here Mar. A jewell I should rate Were it mine owne above your Crowne and Scepter King A child Mar. A Prince one of your royall blood Behold him King my grand-child and thy sonne Truely descended from thy Queene and thee The Image of thy selfe King How can this be Queen My royall Liege and Husband view him well If your owne favour you can call to minde Behold it in this Infant limn'd to 'th life Hee 's yours and mine no kinred can be nearer King To this rich jewell I hold nothing equall I know thee vertuous and thy father loyall But should I doubt both yet this royall Infant Hath such affection in my heart imprest That it assures him mine my noble subject Thou hast at length o'recome me and I now Shall ever ever hold me vanquished Had'st thou sought Earth or Sea and from them both Extracted that which was most precious held Thou nothing could'st have found to equall this This the mixt Image of my Queene and me Here then shall all my emulation end O'recome by thee our subject and our friend Mar. Your vassall and your servant that have strove Onely to love you and your royall favours Not to requite for that I never can But to acknowledge and in what I may To expresse my gratitude King Thine is the conquest But shall I gee 't o're thus 't is in my head How I this lost dayes honour shall regaine A gift as great as rich I have in store With which to gratifie our subjects love And of a value unrequitable Thou hast given me a Grand-child and a sonne A royall infant and to me most deare Yet to surpasse thee in this emulous strife I give thee here a daughter and a wife Now must thou needs confesse the conquest wonne By me thy King thy Father and thy sonne Mar. Your father sonne and subject quite surpast Yeelds himselfe vanquish't and o'recome at length Princesse You have not my consent yet Mar. Madam no The king doth this his bounty to expresse Your love is to your selfe and therefore free Bestow it where you please Princesse Why then on thee He
And let him not drop his shooe-clouts here 2. Gent. Sfoot dost thou meane we shall goe louzie out of the house 3. Gent. If he will not goe out by faire meanes Send for a Constable 4. Gent. And send him to Bridewell Ordinary whipping cheere is best for him Host. Nay pray sir leave my house you see the Gentlemen will not endure your company Cap. Mine Host thou knewst me in my flourishing prime I was the first brought custome to thine house Most of my meanes I spent here to enrich thee And to set thee up I 've cast downe my selfe Host. I remember sir some such matter but you see the times change Nay will you leave the Gentlemen Cap. The Lease of this house hadst thou not from me Did I not give thee both the Fyne and Rent Host. I must needs say you were bountifull when you had it but in troth sir if you will not be gone J shall be forc't to turne you out by the head and shoulders Cap. And is not all this worth the trusting for an Ordinary Host. Nay if you prate I shall use you somewhat extraordinary Gent. Downe with the Rogue Cap. Since you hate calmes and wil move stormy weather Now Host and guest shall all downe staires together Clown Ah well done Master tickle them noble Captaine Cap. Come Cock I have tooke some of their stomacks away from them before Dinner Enter the Martiall with his two men and his two Daughters Mar. We are at peace now and in threatned death We doe enjoy new life my onely comforts The image of my late deceased wife Now have I time to surfeit on your sight Which Court-imployments have debarr'd me long Oh Fortune thou didst threaten misery And thou hast paid me comfort neede we ought That we should seeke the suffrage of the Court Are we not rich are we not well revenew'd Are not the Countrey-pleasures farre more sweete Than the Court-cares Instead of balling suiters Our eares receive the musicke of the Hound For mounting pride and lofty ambition We in the Ayre behold the Falcons Tower And in that Morall mock those that aspire Oh my good King instead of threat and wrong Thou hast brought me rest which I have wisht so long Isabella Sir we have long beene Orphans in the Countrey Whilst you still followed your affaires at Court We heard we had a Father by our Guardian But scarce till now could we enjoy your sight Katherine Nor let it seeme offencive to your love That we in your retirement should take pride The King in this pursues our greater happinesse And quickens most where he would most destroy Mar. You are mine owne sweet girles in your vertues I place my sole blisse you are all my honours My favours state and offices at Court What are you not Let the King take my lands And my possession and but leave me you He leaves me rich more would I not desire And lesse he cannot grant Enter a servant Serv. One from the King Attends your honour and his urgency Craves quicke dispatch Mar. Ladies withdraw a little I long to know what mischiefe 's now afoot Wee 'le front it be it death ey and march towards it A Chaire admit the Herald let him in We are arm'd 'gainst what can come our breast is true And that 's one Maxim what is forc't is wrong We can both keepe our heart and guide our tongue Enter the servant ushering in Chester Chest. Sir the King greets you and commands you effect His will in this you know the Character Mar. My good Lord Martiall you are welcome hither These Lines I kisse because they came from him Chest. You 'le like the letter better than the style Ha change your face is your blood moov'd to the tyde Or ebbes it to your heart Mar. Thou hast two Daughters He reads Faire by report her whom thou lov'st best Send to the Court it is thy Kings behest Doe this on thy allegeance Chest: Sir your Answer Mar. I pray Sir deale with men in misery Like one that may himself be miserable Insult not too much upon men distrest Play not too much upon my wretchednesse The noble minds still will not when they can Chest. I cannot stay for answer pray be briefe Mar. You are more welcome than your message Sir And yet that 's welcome comming from my King Pray Sir forbeare me 't is the Kings command And you shall know mine answer instantly Receive him nobly Chest. I shall waite your pleasure Mar. Malice revenge displeasure envy hate I had thought that you had onely dwelt at Court And that the Countrey had beene cleere and free But from Kings wraths no place I finde is safe My fairest daughter had the King commanded One of my hands I had sent it willingly But her yet Kings must not be dallied with Somewhat I must resolve to breed of force Treason or to my blood or to my King False Father or false or Subject I must proove Be true to him I serve other I love Somewhat I must my Daughters call them in Enter one ushering the Ladies Leave them and us Ladies I must be blunt the King 's displeas'd And hearing of two children whom I love My patience and my loyalty to try Commands that she whom I love best must dye Isab Dye 'las chat's nothing must nor all men so And doth not Heaven crowne martyr'd innocence I was affraid my Lord the King had sene To have strumpetted the fairest for of your blood An innocent death my Lord is crowne of rest Then let me dye as her whom you love best Kath. If but to dye prove that you love me then Death were most welcome to confirme your love Alas my Sister she hath not the heart To looke upon a rough Tormenters face I am bold and constant and my courage great As token of your love then point out me Mar. Alas my girle for greater ills prepare Death would end yours and somewhat ease my sorrows What I must speake containes Heavens greatest curse Search all the world you can finde nought so ill Isab. Speak 't at once Mar. Her whom I best affect The King intends to strumpet Kath. Blesse me Heaven Mar. Should he Kath. By all my joyes I 'le sooner dye Then suffer it Isab. And so by Heaven will I Mar. Now you are mine indeed who would forgoe One of these jemmes so fine and valued so But passion give me leave the King commands I must obey The fairest he sent for None of my daughters have beene seene at Court Nor hath the ambitious Chester view'd them yet My eldest then shall goe come hither girle I send thee Heaven knowes whether to thy death Or to thine honour though he envie me Yet in himselfe the King is honourable And will not stretch his malice to my child The worst I feare and yet the best I hope I charge thee then even by a fathers name If the King daine to take thee to his bed By name