comes to bring An old affection from a new made king Dutch My Pristine gratulations thus accept The humble proffer of your soueraigne heart But let me tell you my thrice gratious Lord You deale not Kingly by advantag'd meanes To set vpon my infancy of Loue To ambush lay it by intelligence You know my meaning there 's a privie theefe I know you set to pillage my affections He durst not else haue broke my secrets vp His travell has not loytered in your sute Nor will I be vngratefull to his paines Enter Fox The Duke Northumberland with the Earle of Erbaigh Desire to haue accesse vnto your grace Dutch More sutors well they are all welcome vsher them in Enter Northumberland and Erbaigh North. Health and faire fortune Waite on Suffolks Dutches Dutch Your wishes returne their vertues on your selfe North. The king salutes you in my vassall breath And bad me tell you he received your gift With thankefull welcome and bestowed the same Peec'd out with honor from his noble bounty Vpon your cosen Sir Roger Willowby Creating him Lord Willowby of Parram To build remembrance of your gracious gift Further he praies you to intreat this Prince The Earle of Erbaigh with faire curtesie Erba. Madam the loue of your perfections Hath call'd me hither and of them I craue A welcome to my loyalty of heart Dutch I wish sir my perfections of that wealth To rate so high a merit as yours is But Princes leaue this cheapning of my loue It is a bad thing deere Shall I beseech of you my Lord of Poland and the rest Princes or whosoever tenders me The humble service of his noble heart As to digest my choyce with patience Amongst you I will choose and at this time And in his like interre my vviddowhood Amongst a throng of merits one but enters One wins the Goale still though a thousand venters This man must but possesse me let the voyce Of my affections please all with her choyce Arun. Pleas'd or displeas'd you vvomen choose you◠kisse And reason you should haue it or al 's one You le take a fall to haue it fancies force Makes honest plainnesse often speed the worse Choose Madam choose and please thine owne content Berty The king of Poland Madam Dutch How this fellow Wakes my remembrance for the king of Poland As though my fancy hung vpon his tongue I never shot a blunted arrow foorth Nor shall my choyce recoyle vpon his worth Whom I le call mine come worst of fate Berty I choose thy selfe my marriage mate Vpon this low foundation I erect The Pallace of mine honors on this knee I place the head of mine authority Let hand from hand exchange their offices What 's mine is thine thine mine seal'd with this kisse Arun. How madcap Dutches what and ioyne lips What ere we thought I see it is a match Dutch You see blind fancies follie in my choyce His worth prevailes nor will I change my voyce Berty By the deere loyalty my thoughts doe owe To this vnmeasur'd grace you heape on me And by the vertue of a Christian faith The rellish of this blessing is so strong That when I leaue to loue I liue too long Dutch Princes let your displeasure chide his merit Which stole my loue your honors would inherit Palat. My fury thus bursts forth to wish increase Of your spouse vertues in your liues sweete peace Erba. My hatred dies not so but I would see Your merits liue in your posteritie Dutch Whereat frowne you sir Fox I hope it is no breach of duty to conceale Our close affections they are priviledg'd And I will keepe them so you haue my seruice If it may pleasure so if not I care not I le mourne mine owne sinnes Take your Cloke and spare not Dutch If you be tired with the wearing it Good speed you I le not breake you backe with care Fox You haue my heart whil'st I an honest asse For so I count all men of patience Haue laden it with whole loades of businesses With iaunting on your errands drudgt at home With so strong diligence that sleepe could scarce Approch my eye-lids for a sennights space The honor of your Celler liues in me You scarce command a throat can gulpe a health You thinke I flatter take good fellowes words And him whose merit claymes preheminence By their opinion deale your recompence Bert. If you meane me I will not canvase With you for the voyce of quaint opinion You le waye downe the scales Her honorable loue the gift of fate Not due of merrit doth advance my state Fox Why sir might she not bestow her loue on me Bert. She might Fox She might more foole she did not but al 's one All friends now heere 's my hand my spleenes downe Bert, In this imbrace I send a generall loue To all my fellow servitors I know some lowres vpon my happinesse How vndeserued let my offices Of loue to you and duty to her grace In their impartiall verdit render vp Cran. O take my answere as the generall voyce For from my mouth breathes their opinions She lessens not her honours in your choyce But makes you Lord of her affections And them we serue not but her royalties Which as they are not lessened why should we Shrinke from their seruice whom her loue doth honour May challenge from vs speciall reverence And so shall you as homage for that loue Whose soverainty commands our services North. Consent I see is liberall to this match And offers franckly my applauding heart Wishing of heauen to smile vpon your loues That from them may grow vp such gallant spirits As may renowne this land with honor'd merits 〈◊〉 Enter Bonner and Gardner Bonn. Good morrow to my Lord of Winchester How doe you like our ayre i' th Marshalseas From that i th Tower vvelcome too t my Lord Gard. Oh I thanke your loue But had we once our liberties We would set night vpon these morning skies Bon. Oh that that houre were come the king on◠Gard. What 's that my Lord of London Bon. I pray man pray that heaven would take Our good king Edward to yon happy land Hee 's sicke hee 's sicke heaven take the infant child For this crack'd world his vertues are too milde Is not this charitable what sayst thou man Gard. But is the king sicke Bon. And princes Mary vvell Oh how I long to heare his passing bell Soft who comes heere Enter Clunie Clu. Health to my honour'd Lords Gard. That were thou meanest Clu. That are I bring your Lordships from our an 〈◊〉 Bon. Queene is Edward dead Clu. King Edward of that name the sixt is dead and Bon. Who who I beseech thee guides the state Clu. She that repeales you to your former seats Royall Queene Mary Gard. See Bon. Good hold my backe this suddaine blast of comfort Blowes me vp where is my rivall Ridley and the rest They now shall fire for this Clu. Sent downe to Oxford
may turne this streame of Woe Cranw. How you resolue of me I know not try And vvhen I shrinke brand me vvith infamy Dut. In heavens name on then fellowes all in sorrow When we stand need wee le mutuall comfort borrow Exeunt Enter Bonner Gardner Clunie Ienkin and Tiler guarded Bon. My Lord sit downe stand foorth thou Ipocret Ien. I never drunke Ippocrasse in my life sir T was strong Ale that I am guilty of Bon. Clunie giue evidence against this wretch Hath set his hand to helpe a traytor hence Ien. Indeed my Lord I am no Traytor I am a Tilor Clunie tells your Lordship a fable we saw no such Man not vvee Gard. No wilt thou obstinately stand in it Didst not thou lend him a disguise imploy him Mongst other laborers about thy worke And yet vvilt thou deny thou art no Traytor Bon. Slaue Villaine Dogge Haue we not heere the honest testimony Of mine owne Parator that saw him clothed In thy apparell and darest thou deny it Fagots fagots hence toth ' stake with him Ien. Oh good my Lord I shall never indure it I was wance but burnt i th hand and I haue bin The worse for t ever since doe but heere me Prooue that I had any other apparell this seven yeares Then that you see vpon my backe and burne me not But cut me into rashers and broyle me for Carbonadoes Clu. My Lords as I am Clunie and your Parator This counterfeit simplicitude was he That twixt the houres of 12. and 1. at Noone Convayed the impious Traytor from our search By shifting him into his homely raggs Ien. Twixt 12. and 1. nere trust me but at that 〈◊〉 time I and my fellow heere canst thou speake nothinge thy selfe were at dinner at mother Puttocks with a piâ—â— of a Tripe and a blacke-Pudding by the same token thâ—â— was a candles end in 't as long as my thumbe Bon. So so y ar a cunning Knaue but sirra sirra This cannot serue your turne you rescued him And that by 'th law is held as Capitall As if thy selfe wert guilty of the crime Gard. His crime my Lord is it not manifest That hee s a favourer of these Scismatikes And vvhat is that but flat rebellion Bon. Goe too he must frye for t he shall I say the woâ— Bonner that ere long will purge this land with bonfiers We come not with the Oliue branch of Peace But with the sword of Iustice these Hidraes-heads will fly Be florishing vnlesse at once we giu 't a fatall stroke Let them convert to ashes let them burne So shall the State be quiet â— how now vvhat newes What haue you caught the Dutches Enter Messenger Mess. Most strangely sir she did escape my hands Besides at Billinsgate haue I kept narrow search Yet for my life could set no eye on her Bon. But vve haue all this vvhile taine a vvrong course Shall vve imagine being hunted thus She vvould commit the sauegard of her life To common passage where she was assurd There vvould be diligent waight laid for her No shee s more subtile all the vvorld my Lord Shall not perswade but shee s in England still In Marget Lee or some such bordering towne Messen. And in good time I met a man of hers One Fox my Lord a fellow as it seemes Disgrac't by her that told me we were wide In that we vvent about Gard. Where met you him Messen. Comming from Algate Bonn. Would he not confesse Which vvay his Lady Mistrisse vvas escapt Mes. With much a doe my Lords with threats and promises At last he told me he would bring Where we might trace her and intrap her too Bon. Why brought you not that fellow to our presence He shall haue dispensation how he will So he be trusty and performe his word Messen. He promis'd faithfully to meete me heere Bon. Well if he come your eare They whisper Enter Fox Fox Now Fox devise to qualifie Thy nature to thy name These be meere Caniballs That take no pleasure but in sucking blood And though vnluckly it was thy chance To fall into their hands yet be not thou How ever outward grievances may vrge A traytor to thy Lady smooth with these That vnder collour to betray the Dutches She may haue safer liberty to passe Messen. See my Lords hee 's come Bon. Come hither sirra you did serue the Dutches And t is no doubt but you can giue vs notice Which vvay shee 's fled stand no vpon nice tearmes As fearing to incurre some deadly sinne But tell vs plainely which way she is gone Fox My Lords I cannot readily discover Which way shee 's gone by reason I haue bin Long in disgrace and quite dismist the house But sure it is she went disguis'd from hence And t is not possible but she must lurke Within some Haven towne neere to the coast Gard. What Towne as thou imaginest Fox My Lords I thinke toward Dover Or the Downes of Kent Bon. Nay that 's not likely soft some A heâ—â—â— News I hope Enter A Post Post Health to this honorable presence I come to certifie your Lordships all That as we kept the Ports on Essex side T was credibly reported that the Dutches With little or no trayne is lodg'd in Lee And for she is disguis'd and our Commission Expir'd the date we craue a fresh supply And some direction how to intercept her Bon. No better meanes then to renew our vvarrant And send this fellow with it that doth know her Into vvhat shape so ere she be transform'd It shall be so I thanke thee Pursyvant For thy good newes it glads me at the heart I shall at length be even with this proud Dutches At Lee in Essex oh t is excellent But I will tell you how 't shall be my Lord Fox shall not goe alone Clunie and I Will beare him companie and vvithall ha ha I cannot choose but laugh to tell the rest As shee 's disguis'd to hide her from my flght So vvill I be to take her in her slight Is it not good is it not rare my Lord Nay is it not the best that ere you heard When subtilty by fraud shall be debar'd I vvarrant you shee 's ours Clunie Fox come hither Provide you straight Fox thou shalt goe vvith me Ha vvilt thou not Fox A plague vpon you I must answer I How ere my heart abhor this treachery My Lord I vvill Bon. Why now thou pleasest me And I will richly recompence thy paines But for we vvill not our affaires at home In the meane time be slackt or intermitted You my good Lords shall haue a speciall care About it straight Fox Clunie follow me This is to Bonner chiefe felicity Exeunt all but Fox and Ienken Fox Yes I vvill follow Though not further ye I trust this is a meanes ordain'd of Heaven To bridle this bloodsuckers cruelty But how now vvhat art thou Ienken Marry sir an honest man and a Tiler that vvas sent for hither to bee
not be seene Heaven be your guide with me you haue not bin Ex. Dutch Good sir farewell my prayers on you attend I will report you for a Princes friend Fox Stand trust me and keepe on What ere you see shrinke not away begon My Lord they come they come away away Bon. Helpe helpe for heavens sake helpe Exeunt theâ—â— Clu. My Lord is in the well Fox A rope for Bishop Bonner Clunie run Call helpe a rope or we are all vndone Clu. I le to the watch for helpe Exit Clunie Bon. Helpe helpe good Fox Fox Soft Bonner not too fast Heere is no comming out till they be past My armes too short my Lord a rope is comming Enter Clunie Constable Watch with Ropes Clu. Heere in this well ropes ropes my masters Fox By this they are far enough Well done my Masters lends your hands Draw Duâ— out of the ditch Draw pull helpe all so so well done They pull him out Bon. Oh Fox oh Clunie oh my Masters all I am almost drown'd oh lead me to some fire Oh Fox what meanest thou to rush with such rude force Fox What would you haue me doe I saw them comming And I had not the power to stay my selfe Enter Goseling Bon. And are they past Gose. What stand you trifeling here what seeke you for If for the Dutches if for Doctor Sands For Cranwell and the rest they in disguise Are got abord a Ship and with full sailes Flye from the Shore Bon. Thou telst me a sad tale Post Fox run Clunie hire a â—arke with speede Goseling we were suspitious of thy faith But by this message thou hast cleer'd thy selfe See Goseling I am almost drownd Gos. I am sorry for your honor that you scap't Bon. Tush we trifle time in their vaine pursute Thou shalt haue gold Fox Clunie thou reward Helpe me to fire good Goseling Fox away We loose much expedition by thy stay Fox I le after them my Lord Bon. May all things prosper to thy hearts desire Come Goseling prethee lead me to a fire Exeunt Omnes Enter Bartie and Pericell a Walloune Bertie And as I told you sir with that excuse I grounded this my colorable passage And sent a ship which staies for her at Lee Where by appointment she had promis'd meeting But She is so watcht so guarded and so bard Of her true servants presence and accesse That I despaire of her arrivall here Pere Good M. Bertie cheere your drooping thoughts We are Walloones but in subiection And strict obedience to the church of Rome Rewards and promises are sent abroad To every forreine Prince and Burgomaster To stay the Dutches for the rumor runns She is escapt already from her house Enter Sands Ber. T is very certaine M. Pericell Now shall we heare some newes Here 's Doctor Sands Sands Newes of the Dutches that will please but ill I will forbeare to speake of our escapes All which were wing'd with fortune and successe And tell you of one haplesse accident We all tooke Ship at Lee but not together For I alone past in a Hollander No sooner did the wind blow from the shore But rose a tempest which disperst our ships And we might see the Barke wherein she went By violence of the waues forc'd backe againe Even to the havens mouth Ber. Even to deaths leane armes Thy tragicke newes hath slaine me M. Sands We are as one and what beside her person I feele in a true essence of her griefe Pere In these extreames t is good to hope the best Ber. Oh M. Perecill the worst of ills Falls on her head and can I hope the best Shee s like a Lambe trapt with a heard of Wolues A harmelesse Doue amongst a thousand Haukes If she return'd what providence can saue A body doom'd already to the graue Enter Cranwell Dutches Nurse Child Sands See M. Bertie lift vp your sad eyes Dutch Bertie Bertie Madam Kisse Sands Oh see the meeting of two faithfull soules What a sweete vnion it doth make of hearts When one another mutuall ioy imparts Dutch Defer the story of our dangers past To acquaint vs with some comfortable ayd Bert. Oh pardon me one minute gentle Madam If I delay your faire request a little To take my fellow servants by the hand Good M. Cranwell the firme loyalty You beare you Mistrisse in her great extreames Shall be recorded in a booke of Brasse Cranw. Alas I haue scanted of my duty much My liberall will 's ioyn'd with vnable power With my true service I doe ioyne my life And owe them both vnto your princely Wife Bert. You are a Mirror Nurse so art thou Thy noble carriage thus I Kisse with ioy Alas poore Lady thou ere thou canst goe Art forst to leaue thy countrey thy returne Will make them smile that now are forst to mourne Thy infancy in Pilgrimage is spent Yet thy abode heereafter shall be Kent And be an honord Countesse of that name For so my true divining spirits doe ayme Dutch What Gentleman is that Bert. T is a Walloone Feris de Ryviers alias Perecell Dutch May we repose with him Bert. Madam you may not Neither in this place may I challenge you For I am noted and your comming hither Both promised and expected by great men Who to surprise you haue receiv'd reward All Ports are laid all passages are stop't Search and inquirie posts through every towne Pere Madam t is true nor would I haue you stay In Emden long for you are laid for heere Dutch What shall we then doe Sands Madam le ts to Santon Let M. Bertie stay with Perecell And meete vs there heereafter Dutch Content let it be so Never two lovers Married to more woe Heere meete we and heere part we oh short pleasure Which fortune serues vs in too small a measure Bert. My body is devided in the midst That way goes halfe my heart and this way tother Necessity thy sterne deeds I beshrow That thy rude hand giues vs the parting blow At Santon I will meete you Madam heere I dare not know you so adue my deere Exeunt Berty Pererell Dutch Berty farewell to Santon bound we are With these companions and our conduct care You people happy in a land of peace That ioy your consciences with the worlds increase Looke with indifference into my sad life Heere my poore husband dares not know his wife And I a Princes to avoid like danger Must vse my owne deere husband as a stranger Towards Santon we through deserts any way Though all should leaue me I for griefe must stay Cranw. Madam you see what strictnes we are forced to Le ts wing our feet till we can get to Santon Sands Madam let me admire your constancy For heaven hath prov'd your patience every way Yet you are confident and more your zeale to trie Yo 'r forst your loyall husband to deny Cran. Then what pale trembling cowards heart would faint To wade through danger with so pure a saint Enter
4. or 5. Theeues 1. Thiefe A bootie stend dispoyle them downe with them Dutch We are beset with theeues Sands Sands thou must flie For weaponles thou canst no mastery try Exit Sands Nurse Theeues theeues Exit Nurse and Child 1. Theefe Pursue them not le ts ceise on them that stay Fight wound Cranwell Cranw. Slaues you haue murderd me Theefe No matter ceise on her and rifle both Ha by my faith a gallant lusty wench T is the best booty that we met this moneth Dut. Oh my true servants death doth grieue me more Then all the sorrowes that I felt before They drawe her aside to rifle her Enter Bertie Ber. I am iealous of the safety of my wife And to escape the better through the woods I haue cloath'd my selfe thus in an Out-lawes shape Oh sight of ruth my fellow Cranwell slaine My wife graspt in the armes of ravishers Then heaven instruct me with some present meanes That I may find some aid to rescue them I haue it a booty a booty a braue booty But we want helpe and ayd to compasse it Foure wealthy Merchants are come downe this hill Some little ayd and we shall share them all 2. Thiefe Some of you looke to see the Woman safe I le helpe to take the booty 3. Thiefe And so will I 1. Thiefe One bird i th' hand 's worth two i th' bush I le take my present purchase 2. Thiefe Wee le share a both sides come conduct vs to them Bert. I will stirre not from hence with her Till we returne Exeunt 1. Theefe My life for yours come will you vncase Dut. Doe not disrobe me of my clothes as y' ar a man 1. Theefe Tut stand not vpon tearmes I loue to see a Woman naked Dutch Defend me heaven Enter Bertie Bert. So ho ho I haue lost a Iewell And left it heere behind when I departed hence 1. Theefe What valew Bert. More pretious then thy soule and this it is Villaine thinke not to scape your mates are far enough 1. Theefe How goodman rascall They fight the Theefe falls Bert. Thus Villaine for the world I would not stayne my hands with thy base blood But rascall I will bind you to the peace Binds So now let this ditch shelter you Dutch My Berty heaven be prais'd Though I am rob'd of all the wealth I haue I am rich enough in my possessing thee Bert. Is M. Cranwell slaine Cranw. But sorely hurt and I am neere to death Dutch Bind vp your wounds with this white hankerchief 〈◊〉 Bertie I am so vs'd to misery 〈◊〉 That it seemes nothing wheres the Nurse and Child Bert. Oh crosse on crosse le ts looke about the woods Dutch My Susan lost I will not stir one foot But to the Villaines be a second prey Vnlesse I find her Cranw. Lend me your hand deere sir get I once vp I le spend the remnant of my blood that 's left In search of my young Mistresse Exeunt Omnes Enter Nurse and Child Nurse Oh whither shall I flie to saue my life From the rude hands of these fell ravishers My haplesse Lady and her husband both By this haue felt the cruell stroake of death Or which is worse are captiue led away Noise within so ho ho Nurse And to the Vulters gripes become a prey Oh harke I heare them comming hence begone Hard is thy hap that must be left alone Deere babe forgiue me I am forc'd for life Leane Child To ease my carriage leaue thee to their strife Exit Enter Berty and Dutches looking On forwards Madam this way they are gone Heaven be propitions direct vs in our search Dutch Amen amen Enter Cranwell staggering and falls neere the Bush where the Child is Cranw. Oh I am lost sinke body to the earth Ascend my soule mongst Saints receaue new birth Dutc. Helpe Bertie helpe t is Cranwell faints oh helpe Bert. Speake to me man looke vp some wound belike Is yet vnstopt from whence proceeds this large effusion It s heere lend me some linnen so so he comes againe And see heavens bounty he at once hath given Your Servant and your Child looke Madam see Throwne in a bush and smiles and laughes at yee Dutc. Having my Husband Child and this my servant I am the richest Princes on the earth But Berty where 's the Nurse and Docter Sands Bert. Both fled but wherefore Madam looke you pale Dutch Oh Berty I doe feele the time approach Of my delivery oh for helpe of Women Bert. What shall we doe I am beyond my selfe Dutch Cranwell what towne is this that stands before Cran. Madam they call it Wezill It snowes and raines thunders Dutch Goe begon Thy lookes pleads for a cunning Surgeon We shall not neede thy helpe thy wound is deepe But stay you Bertie you the Child must keepe Cra. Madam this storme the cold and my deep wounds May well excuse me till my hurts are drest Dutch: Be gon I say Bert. How fare you Madam Dutch Sicke I am heaven knowes Ready to die with these my pinching throwes It raines and hailes and snowes and blowes at once Where Berty may we hide vs from this storme Bert. Here in this Church-porch Madam pray remonâ—â— Dutch Helpe and leade me thither now lay the Châ—â— downe Berâ— Goe gather sticks to helpe to make a fire More plagues my sinnes doe merit yeere by yeere But these good heavens are more then I can beare Bert. Alas alas this is a homely place To bring a Princesse of such state to bed A wide Church-porch is made her bed-chamber And the cold stones her couch here are no curtaines But the bleke Windes could Clouds and stormes of hay And they begirt her round heaven for thy mercy This poore distressed Princes shield and saue Whose cold head lies vpon some dead mans graue Heere comes the Sexton I will speake to him It may be he may helpe vs to releife Enter Sexton Sex Gods sacrament vat maukt ye dare Bert, Patience good sir Sex Vat bedlers in den kerke loopt hence strax Bert. Vncivell fellow what thou speakest I know no But thy ill meaning by thy deeds I guesse Take that to teach thee more civillity Exit Crying help Sex Out skellum one hundred towsan divel Bert. Still fortune is against vs this base fellow Will raise some tumult to betray our liues Yet yonder comes man of gravity Enter Erasmus other It may be he can speake the Latine tongue In that I le let him vnderstand my griefe Optime ornatissime vir audi quaeso Eras. Quis es qui tot clamoribus tanta exclamatione Non modo Divinum Cenatorij locum irreverenter Orrose occupas at vrbem tam claram civesque Senatores Propter etates suas adoratissimas tam flactiose disturbas Dutch Si cum fronte tam generosa cor tuum humanum consentire Videtur infortunij nostri miserere Era. Erasmus Roterodamus propter miserias vestras toto corde
Dolet colo perfectiones virtutes quas intimo meo animo Complectar multi pendo Bert. Is this Erasmus borne in Roterdam He that so highly lou'd Sir Thomas More Erasm. Portate hanc ad domum Francisci de Ryvers alias Perecell Sic domino dominaeque Erasmus Rotero damus omnibus Officijs est observantissimus They beare her off in a Chayre Exeunt Finis Actus Tertij Actus Quartus Enter Bertie Bert. Within this towne hath Perecell a house There by the credit of this learned man We haue got harbor till the moneth expire In which her heavy burthen may be eas'd Good heaven looke downe vpon her misery Comfort her in her griefe strengthen her weakenesse Lay not our woes to wretched Bonners charge Free her sweete heaven by thy Almighty hand That we may once revisite our owne land Enter Cranwell Cranw. Now cheere your selfe deere sir here is a time To breath a space this towne 's a quiet port From the tempestuous gusts of Bonners hate Bart. Some refuge I confesse but the distressed Dutch In Child-bed torment is a fresh alarum Of new sprung care I cannot be at quiet Vntill her safe deliuery be past Cran. Doubt not of that the powerfull hand of heauen In such extremities is ever strong Bert. Good heaven when I recount the miseries We haue already past me thinkes the lottery Of cruell Fortune should be quite exhaust And yet when I record the name of Bonner With his desire to become great by blood The greater part of woe seemes still behind Cran. Doubtlesse hee s of a most pernitious spirit But he that hath restrain'd his envious rage And hitherto repulst him still will curbe him Bert. I trust he will Cranwell I prethee step And listen from the women what good newes Enter Perecell and Sands Pere Pray saue that labour we can bring the newes Bert. Welcome good Doctor Sands What in good health Sands Sir thanks to heaven who never leaues his oâ—â— Nor suffers them to perish in distresse Bert. How fares the Dutches Gentle host resolue me Pere Happy and well cheere your declining thought Well that her perillous conflict hath an end And happy that to comfort her withall There 's borne this day a young Lord Willobie Bert. A Boy Pere A goodly Boy M. Bertie And one in whom already doth appeare These signes of Courage to revenge your wrongs Ber. Good heaven I thanke thee This your newes deere friend Is as a summons after death to life the preservation Of his mother in travell was wonderous strange The place where he is borne is strange The loving hands that did first entertayne His presence to this pilgrimage of life Are likewise strange then as his birth hath bin So shall his name wee le call him Peregrine Sands A stranger to his Countrey by that name But by his deeds hereafter time may prooue None more adventured for his Countreys loue A Drum beats a soft March Ber. As it please his starres but soft What Drum is this some galle I feare To intermix our sweete Some sorrow to confound this sudden joy Pere Your servant Fox did vow to bring you word If any hurt were secretly pretended Ber. Is Fox arived vpon what cause Is Fox arived vpon what cause Is he past over doe you know gentle sir Enter Fox Pere Himselfe make answer for himselfe Fox Sir be not you dismayd in breife these drums And those that after these sad Musicke daunce Are none that wish you nor the Dutches good A Captayne sent from England and the bloodhound Clunie With them the Duke of Brunswicke clad in armes And at the least ten Ensignes after him These how ere they vizard their intents With other colour as to vexe the Emperour Yet their whole purpose is to looke for you The gates and walls are every way beset And through the Towne a privy search begun And but you presently devise some meanes To scape from hence they le take you in your lodging Bertie Escape there 's now no time to talke of scape No no the secret providence of heaven Hath so ordain'd we should be Bonner thrall And welcome wished death the end of all Sands My mind presageth of a better speed What M. Bertie why not now escape As well as heeretofore Bertie How can that be The painefull Dutches lying now in Child-bed Sands Is there no art no meanes to blind their eyes Fox You are so many of you t is impossible Besides the Dutches she cannot remooue Bert. Oh were she safe I car'd not for my life Sands Nor I for mine Fox Nor I had I ten thousand liues Pere Cease you your passions my braine hath tutoring 〈◊〉 And in a cunning plot shall set you free Ber. Doe that and Bertie is for ever thine Fox Fox and his sword for that will be thy slaue Cranw. Thy friendship will I beare vnto my graue San. What thou attempt'st My prayers shall helpe to second Pere I neither doe expect thankes nor reward But what I doe is of meere charity Then list vnto me there 's a friend of mine A Countrey Gentleman not far from hence Whose brother late returned from the warres And falling sicke within the Citty heere Dyed some few dayes since now this Gentleman Because his brother shall be buried Amongst his Ancestors decrees this night To haue his body in a Wagon brought Home to the Parish Church where he remaines And for that purpose hath his servants sent To see it safe conveyd A waggon like to theirs Covered with blacke shall be provided straight Into the which by helpe of Womens hands The Dutches and her Infant shall be lifted You and the rest disguis'd in mourning weeds Shall follow after as the guard And in the dead Mans name without suspect Passe by the Souldiers who if they chance To question who you are The Burgers being by and made acquainted With such a herce that is to passe that way Will quickly answer them without more search How like you this Bert. It will I hope proue currant Sands The pretext is fit and for the Dutches ease Fox Fox has no more sence then a batle-doore If in his iudgement we already be not Delivered from the mischiefe of their hands Pere Come I le provide you all things necessary And after pray for your successe therein Fox I le backe to them and helpe you what I can Exeunt Omnes Enter Brunswick L. Paget Portgraue Clunie and Souldiers Paget Great Duke of Brunswick this your flexible And curteous disposition of your troopes To be for Englands service shall receaue The due belongeth to so great a merit Bruns Noble Captaine I were much to be condemned If I neglect my duty to the Church But are you sure these fugetiues are heere Pag. Clunie thou touldst me that thou sawest a man Of theirs since we beset the towne wast true Clu. Yes noble Captaine Cranwell the Dutches vsher And there 's no question but the rest are heere Bru. Well then
It shall burne off as an assured signe Heereafter of my constant Martyrdome No scandall shall be left by my default Open you heavens and entertaine my willing sacrifice Yet this is but an earnest of that loue Heereafter shall in greater measure shine Bon. Iaylor pull downe that scismatick Lodge him within the dungeon loade his ioynts With Iron fetters let him fast from meate And haue no comfort but continuall checks dispatch I say Cranm. Farewell religious mates What earth doth separate I hope ere long Shall meet in heaven spight of proud Bonners tongue Rid. Farewell kind brother nere decline no more But follow vs as we haue gone before Laty. What stay we for my quiet thoughts desire To cloth this flesh in purple robes of fire Bon. You shall not neede to vrge our expedition Leade them away their Tragedy once ended We will prepare attentiue eares to heare Newes of the Dutches landing prisoner Exeunt Enter Dutches and Bertie with their Children Dutches. Yet we haue scapt the danger of our foes And I that whilom was exceeding weake Through my hard travell in this infants birth Am now growne strong vpon necessity How forwards are we towards Windam Castle Bert. Iust halfe our way but we haue lost our friends Through the hot pursute of our enemies Dutch We are not vtterly devoyd of friends Behold the young Lord Willowby smiles on vs And t is great helpe to haue a Lord our Friend Bert. Good heaven I pray once sorte to happy end This dangerous Pilgrimage heere vndertooke Sit on this banke a while and rest our limbes Wearied with travaile as our minds with care Sits downe Enter Fox Clunie Captaine and Soldiers Clu. You are a Captaine of the Palsegraues band These are the other recreants ceaze them both The hundred Crownes propos'd are surely yours I know him valiant and therefore I will clyme Vp in this tree to see and not be seene Pray lends a hand whil'st you surprise them I will laughing stand Climbs vp the trese Fox If I fit you not ere you come downe Say Fox is a Goose 2. Cap. Sir I attach you as an enemy Vnto the Palsegraue in whose land you are You and you Trull obey it ye were best Or in resistance hazzard both your liues Ber. Attach me sir I know no reason why Nor to my knowledge am an enemy Vnto the Palsgraue or the meanest man Within his confines wer are Travellers And will immediatly forsake the land 2. Cap. You are a Launce knight this your Concubine And these your Bastards that by rapine liue And thus disguis'd you come to vndermine Our Countries government then yeeld your selues Dutch Though misery hath stampt vpon out brow The marke of poverty yet gentle stranger Doe not so far forget all manlinesse To be a slanderer of the Innocent 2. Cap. Terme me a slanderer Bert. And a Villaine too if thou maintayne these defamations Terme me a Thiefe my wife a Concubine My Children base borne by a souldiers faith Wert thou the greatest spirit the Palesgraue hath I cannot brooke this slavish insolence That I am angry witnesse this reply I will defend mine honour though I dye Strikes him 2. Cap. Villaines I charge you all inviron him They fight Dutch So many to one silly passenger Then farewell woman weakenes welcome sword For once I le play the man to saue my Lord She fights beates them off Clu. Why this is excellent now I hope to liue To see them apprehended or else slayne Fox These hopes I le crosse by cutting downe the branch Whereon he builds this weake foundation cuts the branch Clu. Oh I shall fall helpe me good M. Fox Fox I wherefore Clunie to betray my Lady So hatefull Bonner dived into the well So fall this damned Parator to hell And now I le helpe my Mistris to my power Fox come out a your hole and take your Cozens part Or I le pull you out by the eares cry within Helpe helpe our Captaines murthered raise the towne Fox The Captaine slaine then Fox t is best to flie And lest some sad mischance should second them I will convey these Children to the Woods That borders neere at hand oh heaven I pray Exit with children Make this disasterous time a happy day Cry within Helpe helpe our Captaynes slayne Clu. I must downe blesse my necke and care not Cry within Follow follow follow Clu. Oh my guts a vengeance on this Fox Cry within This way this way follow Exit creeping Enter Berty and Dutches Dut. What cries are these oh hast thou slaine the Cap. Bert. If he be slaine require not heaven his blood Of miserable Berty Within Helpe helpe helpe Dut. A second volley of heart wounding words Oh flye my loue flye flye and saue thy life Before the towne be rais'd shift for your selfe If you be taken there 's no way but death Within Heere heere this way Dut. Why stir you not our foes are hard at hand Bert. I am so amaz'd I know not where to goe I le take this way Dut. Rather deere Loue take this Bert. That way they come Dutch What shall we doe Behold a Ladder rais'd against this house In happy time mount vp and saue your life I will defend the bottome with my sword And though heaven knowes I am orelaid with woe I le rather dye then see your overthrow Bert. But I shall leaue thee to thine enemies Dutch Shift for your owne life take no care for mine For heavens sake quickly you delay the time Bert. Feare lend me wings but oh my griefs so great It waies me downe and I must needs retreat Cry within Come away come away ho come away Dutch, They are at hand oh good my loue mount vp Getts vp the Ladder Enter Burgomaster with Souldiers Soul See where they are that made the fray Burg. You fellow that run vp the Ladder Downe downe or I le pull you downe in a ropes name Dut. He is my husband and a Gentleman And I le defend him from your tyranie Burg. A Woman fight Dut. Such are my fortunes now Therefore keepe off who ventures on this way Treadeth a path that leadeth to his death Bert. My friends what seeke you wherefore come you arm'd Bur. You haue slaine a Captaine of the Palsgraves Band Wounded his souldiers and besides we heare You are a Lanceknight this your Concubine And come disguis'd to vndermine the State In whose defence these men haue arm'd themselues Bert. You seeme a Burgomaster by your habit And they that mis-inform'd you were too blame Know gentle sir I am an Englishman And on some speciall busines bound this way Toward Windam-Castle till we were disturb'd By the oppression of the man that 's slayne Burg. I wreake not friend of what estate you are Nor to what end you travaile through these parts You haue slaine a map and you must answer it According to the law of Nations Soul Downe with him he shall answer it with death Burg. Peace
THE LIFE OF THE DVTCHESS OF SVFFOLKE As it hath beene divers and sundry times acted with good applause Imprinted by A. M. for Jasper Emery at Flowerdeluce in Paules Church-yard 1631 The Actors names Dutches of Suffolke Berty Cranwell Fox Her Servants Duke of Northumberland Earle of Erbaigh Count Palatine Earle of Arundel L. Hunsedon L. Admirall L. Clinton L. Paget Duke Brunswicke Latimer Cranmer and Ridley Erasmus Roterodamus Bonner and Gardner Doctor Sands M. Goseling a Merchant M. Perecell a VValoone 2. Captaines Clunie a Parator 2. Tilers Constable Officers A Nurse A Post Messengers A Sexton Burgomasters Keeper Prisoners Countrey People THE DVTCHESS OF SVFFOLKE Actus Primus Enter FOXE Fox KNights Gentlemen and Yeomen attend her Graces seruice shee le abroad Enter Cranwell vshering the Dutches of Suffolke a gentlewoman bearing vp her trayne Bertie and gentlemen 〈…〉 at the other doore Begger Cran. Be vncoverd Gentelmen Fox Rome there backe Beggers Dutch Bertie deale mine Almes Ber. Pray for the Dutches friends Beg. Heavens preserue your Grace Exeunt Enter one with a Letter delivers it kneeling Dut. What saiest thou from my King I kisse his lips As humbly as my infant penitence When due correction threatned mine offence She 〈◊〉 and 〈◊〉 I may intreat the Palatine with grace All curtesie and favours for my Soveraignes sake I will present him with smooth countenance But for the poynt heere touching Marriage Beseech my Prince of pardon since as yet My Widdowes teares are scarce wipt from my cheeke Touching the businesse boute Sir Roger Willowbie My deere neere kinseman I le not returne You empty handed backe but send His highnesse Parram Lordship to dispose And thanke his gratious providence for him Returne my salutations on my knee And say my whole possessions are all his Berty reward his paines On Enter Gardner to the Tower guarded Stay and know the reason of that guard How giue mine eyes the fulnesse of their wish Skreene not my Ioyes I pray stand all aside My Gossip Gardner led vnto the Tower T is pitty nay man leaue your curtesie My passion has no teares to answer you Truth now I hope hath got a holliday Exit Gardner The tyrant Wolfe in hould the Lambes may play Forward to Sussex house in Barnisby street More obiects yet of comfort what is he Enter Bonner guarded to prison Fox Bonner commanded to the Martial fie Dut. Fagots will then grow cheape they say my Lord That you haue bought vp all our fire-wood To send vs in a shining flame to heauen But Bertie see how leane has studdy made him And his care with sweating in represse of errors Enter Sands An Ell will hardly girdle his leane wast Sands I le defer your welcome yet from Cambridge To shew you heere a president of zeale Bonn Madam these scornes liue not with charity My conscience is content to beare this crosse Dutch And mine as well content that thou should'st beare it think'st thou I will disburthen thy content Good man thou art deceiv'd my charity Shuts vp the doores against thy misery I tell thee all my sorrowes are dried vp With this sweete breath of comfort to see thee Infranchise truth by thy captivity Bonn. Time flaters you awhile heaven has a power Can change the White to Sable in an houre My welthier thoughts yet tell me I shall liue these scornes to quittance your free heart to greeue For time is rich in ransome she may rayse Exit with gardner the scorn'd and captiv'd Bonner ware those dayes Dutch If Englands sinne deserues that curse againe Doubtlesse my life the truth should still maintaine Sand. The grace of heaven make strong that your resolue Dutch Tut Sands I am no novice to beare off The gusty shocke of danger heere is proofe Hath bid the Cannon of rough threatning griefe The deaths of one deere Husband and two Sonnes Regenerate in the fame of their deserts Haue made a violent shot against this brest But by the manly courage of that ioy Is knit vnto my spirits to behold The exild truth now soiourning with time The rage of their repugnancie recoyles And I am Mistris of a Virgin heart Bert. With pardon gratious Madam Could Berties rude perswasion please your eares I wish it cloth'd with Hymens royalties A husband like an Ammell would inrich Your golden vertues Dutch How Men can praise themselues Mariage is good but where 's the husband good A loving husband Bertie true in touch May sweare so they wil be few proue such Bert. Durst my opinion venture but to speake him I could commend that merit to your heart As I presume your fancie would imbrace Dutch Void all the Chamber Bertie but your selfe The husband now come man feare not to speake Exeunt Servants She sits You haue absolution ere you doe begin The husband can report his true deserts Bert. As much as observations greedy eye Could well retayne keepes warme vpon my tongue Which to your noblest consideration was in honors wombe And from her suckt his Nutriment of life His spirit like an ensigne doth display The worthinesse of his heroicke birth His more concealed vertues varnish that To make his Comet merit wondred at Nature in moulding of his lyneaments Has sham'd the cunning workemanship of Arte That he is Madam as your wish would make The richer in desert for your worthes sake Dutch You haue describ'd the substance of a man Such as might ravish the most chastest thoughts Virginity could sinne in wish of him For but on my deceased Brandons breath Did never waite such rich perfections In them I shall but re-espouse mine owne Marry one Husband twice embrace the dead Hug in mine armes a Suffolke buried Bert. If honorable Loue liue in a man It guides the vertues of the Palatine Dutch The Palatine has he your wishes voyce Bert. Could it assure him of your fancies choyce Dutch His stately honors are vnmatcht for mine Berty His greatnesse reflects beames into your shine Dutch That greatnesse claymes a duty from my heart Bert. No more then his loue offers your desert Dutch Your humble eyes see 's merit his will not Our weaker worthes in Marriage are forgot Bert. Nay rather Madam Wedlock doth inroule The speciall essence of your rare deserts Remembring your perfections Dutch I they could liue in your humility And my affections best afford them thee Whilst thy sweete tongue solicites for thy friend Into thy bosome all my thoughts I send 〈◊〉 Cranwell what newes Cranwell Cran. The County Pallatine now king of Poland Dutch King of Poland Bert. Madam survey your thoughts Master your feares and crowne your happinesse Dutch King of Poland Bert. You Queene my hopes would see Dutch Queene of my rich desires in marrying thee What of this king of Poland Cran. He staies your graces leisure Accompanied with the Earle of Arundell Enter the Palatine being King of Poland and Arundell Dutch Intreat their presence Welcome royall Prince My noble Lord Palat. Madam my latest service
But yet this flesh is frayle and full of feares To keepe the soule from yon Celestiall spheares Thy will be done my maker whose great hand Hath now my life from scortching malice fann'd Ex Ienkes Come away Hugh ti ti tiler Now we haue lin'd our backs And warmd our bellies Le ts doe our dayes worke in an houre And drinke our selues drunke all the day after Til. Whope why the Cocke ale has spurd thee already Ien. Thou art a Coxcombe to say so I will run vp and Come downe my Ladder as nimble as a Squerrill Tiler For going vp I know not but thou 't come down With thy head forward Ien. Why then that 's a tricke more then ever thou sawest in thy life oh in my ale I can doe any thing tumble like a Eliphant Enter Clunie and Officers Clunie Now where 's this Tiler Ienkin. At hand quoth pickepurse Ha you any worke for a tiler Clu. Not so much worke sir as you haue made for the searcher And which way crost the man Ien. Should there not be two hundred of slates saist thou Clu. Answere me hobbihorse Which way crost he you saw enow Ien. Who doe you speake to sir We haue forgot the hobbihorse Tiler Yes truely sir Looke well amongst your selues for him Clu. The man the man sirra Saunders that you said you saw Ien. That I saw said you all that I saw was a russet Gentleman with a tosted Cullizance and hee went downe Gutter-lane I assure you Clu. That 's as true as Sands crost this way and wee not see him Tiler Did he crosse this way and you not see him the more blind buzzard you Clu. You told vs sirra enow he went this way Ien. Who I then I told you a lye for I was then sipping my morning draught Clu Say fellowes did not he direct vs thither Ien. I who I Ienken the Tiler Watch. I you Ien. Blesse my slating is the devill amongst you that you fall so fast a lying if I saw any of you before would every slate I haue vvere in your bellies vvhy doe you not know Ienken the Tiler Tiler Nor hugh the good Dutches of Suffolkes man Clu. The Dutches man an Hereticke Ien. Nay nay that 's most certaine what 's an Erewig sir a good fellow I hope Clu, You shall haue that defind When you come before my Lord Tiler Oh by no meanes He spits nothing but fire and fagot-sticks Ien. No matter I haue ale enough in my belly to Quench vm Clu. So guard them safe these villaines haue conveid That traytor Sands their fellow hence Ienk. Not I I desire you I renounce and confound you Clu. Dam vp the brick bats mouth convey them hence T is they shall pay the price of Sands offence Exeunt omnes Enter Dutches like a Citizens Wife with Cranwell Dutch Cranwell Cranw. Madam Dutch Speake softly where is Nurse speake softly prâ— thee Lord why loyters she but call her not soft soft wâ—â— creaking shooes hast thou got Cranw to betray our feares put off them traytors Cranw. Madam Dutch Thou speakest too loud Cran. Neither my tongue nor shoes can reach an eare Dutch Yes Cranwell but they doe of iealous feare My life is on the hazard of this game And I mistrust each step will cheate the same Cran. O that the poyson of this feare were once remove Dutch We should not then halt heere The poyson hath the treason of my foes I wish but patience to abide their blowes But who comes heere Nurse with a candle light T is darkenesse woman must guide out our feere Enter Nurse with a Candle Clunie aboâ—â— Clu. What light is that there ho Dutch Nurse what hast thou done Disperse away to Lyon key begon Clu. What ho will none speake there awake the guard Dut. What stay you for for heavens sake will you go Good Cranwell sweet Nurse linger not my woe Cran. How will you find that way you yet nere wâ—â— Dutch I le trust in him that guides the Innocent Giue me my Child Mantle now heavens pleasure Exe. Cranwell and Nurse Frewell come life or death I le hug my treasure Nay chide not pretty babe our enemies come Thy crying will pronounce thy mothers dome Clunie within Clu. Shee s gone she s gone Dutch Not far but be thou still This gate may shade vs from their envious will Exit Enter Clunie and Garde Clu. Gone gone pursue her or we are vndone Exeunt with Garde Enter Dutches Dutch Oh feare what art thou lend me wings to file Direct me in this plunge of misery Nature has taught the Child obedience Thou hast bin humble to thy mothers wish Oh let me kisse these dutious lips of thine That would not kill thy mother with a cry Now forward whither heaven directs for I Can guide no better then thine infancy Heere are two Pilgrims bound to Lyon-key And neither knowes one footstep of the way Returne you then t is time to shift me hence Exit Enter Clunie with Guards Clu. Search euery corner heere behind this gate Her mantle oh the lucke had we but staid To search this nooke when fury bore vs hence With violence to overtake her course We had prevented her intended scape But what heaven would not could not t is decreed Her innocent life should not by envy bleed But heere we stint not to pursue her flight I know t will boyle vp Bonners rancorous spight Exeunt Enter Dutches Dutch Thus far but Heaven knowes where wee haue escapt The eager pursuite of our enemies Having for guidance my attentiue feare Still I looke backe still starte my tyred feet Which never till now measur'd London street My honors scornd that custome they would ride Now forc't to walke more weary paine to bide Thou shalt not doe so child I le carry thee In sorrowes armes to welcome misery Custome must steele thy youth with pinching want That thy great birth in age may beare with scant Sleepe peaceablie sweete ducke and make no noise Me thinkes each step is deaths aresting voice We shall meete Nurse anon a dug will come To please my quiet infant when Nurse when Enter Nurse Nurse Who 's that calls Nurse Dutch Aye me I am oreheard She hides herselfe Enter Cranwell Nurse Master Cranwell Cranw. Who goes there Nurse Dutch Cranwell Cranw. Madam Nurse My sweete Lady Dutc. Whist honest Nurse how strangely are we 〈◊〉 Cranw. It is the place where you appointed vs Dutch Then heaven is gratious to my ignorance For had this night worne on the pride of day By I it could not haue found out the way Nurse Are you not weary Madam Dut. Admit I be let patience ease all there 's no 〈◊〉 Within cry For Grauesend hoe Dutch What 's that he frighted me Cranw. They call for their passengers to Graues-end Dut. Passe we our feares with them there staies at Lee A Barke that will redeeme our liberty If you dare venture with my fortunes goe A tide of Ioy
examined about wan M. Sands and it seemes for Ioy they haue to kno vvhere the Dutches is they haue forgotten me what were I best to doe Fox What else but get thee home vnto thy house Away be packing since they haue forgot thee Doe not thou tarry to reviue their memory Ien. Nay if I put them in mind on 't let me be chokt For want of drinke since Ale thou art so luckie I le take the tother pot while it is nappy Exit Ienken Finis Actus Secundi Actus Tertius Enter Dutches Cranwell Nurse the Child Sands Master Goseling a Merchant Goseli. Most honourd Princes thinke your selfe as safe In my protection at this towne of Lee As in the strongest hould you doe possesse Dut: Good M. Goseling now vve flie to you As to our harbor in your hands it lies Either to comfort or confound our liues Sands We now are chaced by many savage men That vvith blood-thirstinesse pursue our deaths Being yet vvithin the closure of their armes And desperate of all hope to you we flie Cranw. Cosen Goseling 'mongst a world of other men The providence of heaven chose out you Either to be made famous for true faith Or by disloyall dealing infamous Presuming on your perfit honesty I brought my noble mistresse this graue Doctor This infant Lady and present vs all To your safe conduct o betray our liues Bonner will giue you gold woe to that good That bad men get by selling guiltlesse blood If any such thought haue possest your heart Make Marchandise of mine let these escape For these are pretious in the eyes of heaven Let them depart leade me to Bonner first Happy my blood to quench his raging thirst Gosel. Cosen I wonder what desert of mine Hath bred in you this bad opinion But I impute it rather to the zeale You beare your Ladies safety then the thought Of any treason you discerne in me Madam my life yet out of dangers gripe I thrust into your perill witnesse heaven I take vpon me to conceale your flight And now I am as deepe in Bonners hate As neere to danger as the next to death Be confident in me the zeale I beare To the sincere profession of the truth Is a sure guard for you to trust vpon Dut. The poorest Princes only rich in faith Will pay you a large bounty of her praiers Remember then you call me Mistrisse White For by that name I past from Billings-gate Thence to Graues-end and so from thence to Lee Where vnder your protection we remayne Sands In every place we heere the Hue and Cry Pursue our fearefull flight in every towne We heare the voyce of persecution Noyse within Craenw. And harke I heere the officers within If we be knowne we are but dead Gosel. Tush Mistrisse White That name shall giue free scope vnto your flight Enter Constable and Officers Consta Good you good even M. Gosseling Good you good even Gosel. Welcome good M. Constable what 's the newes with you Consta Marry wee haue a warrant heere from the high Commission to seeke for a Dutches and certaine other People that are in her company as Doctor Sands and one Master Cranwell her Gentleman-vsher we are commanded to search your house for such suspected Persons Gosel. See M. Constable with me remaines No more then these if Mistris White my daughter Come with her Child and Nurse to visit me With this her husband this her husbands father If you thinke her a Dutches him a Doctor Then you may apprehend them at your pleasure If not you had best to make a further search For I protest no stranger more then these Harbors within my roofe Con. I take your word sir and yet I wil not I wil sea She a Dutches blesse her good Woman Good Mistris White y' ar welcome to Lee as I may say witâ— We haue an honest neighbor of your Father Is this your Child heaven blesse the little mopps Alack alack it is as like the Grand-sire As ever it may looke my pretty ducke Enter Fox Fox Where 's M. Constable haue you made search In these suspitious houses Dut. Good heaven protect vs now we are betraid This Villaine will I feare discover vs Fox I know her them and all Dutch Good M. Goseling stand to vs now Or we are betrayd Gosel. Get you into my house Fox Stand there attend there M. Constable My M. Doctor Bonner in disguise Stayes at the gate let me survey these parties Cranw. Thou knowest vs Fox wee haue bin fellow vaâ—â— Confer the yeeres past with the present times And it will make thy flinty heart relent Fox I know thee not Cranw. O Fox she hath bin the most honord Mistris That ever servant serued stay me And whilst their bloody hands are busied With ceising me let her and these escape Fox Peace fellow now no fellowes thy Mistr. when 〈◊〉 In prosperity turn'd me off and therefore I will not know Her in extremity Cranw. Wilt thou not know her in extremity Vngratefull villaine Fox No sir I will not I come to looke a Dutches Woman be gon I know thee not thou a Doct thou a dunce Get thee gon Cranwell I knew he was my fellow servant Thee I know not thou art a paultrey fellow Away Goseling take in your geese Ship them at your pleasure when the coast is cleere I my selfe will giue you a watch-word Sands The fellow may meane well let vs withdraw Dut. I now perceiue I haue done his faith much wrong His heart has no relation to his tongue Exeunt Fox Away wher 's the Constable Heere 's neither Cranwell Sands Dutches nor Child Goe call in my Lord Bonner Enter Bonner and Clunie Bonn. Fox Fox My Lord Bon. What hast thou found them Fox Fox My Lord we had a wrong intelligence But thus you shall surprise them passe they cannot But by this way now will we watch these passages For now the tide 's at height if they intend To ship themselues it must be presently Place your selfe heere directly by this well By you Clunie heere I meane to stand Guard that place well by me this shall be mand Bon. Stand by me Clunie Fox I le pay thee well If by thy meanes we catch these miscreants T will bee thy making Fox M. Cunstable where will you stand Fox Let him keepe that way that beares to landward That way I am sure they will not take Goe make a strong watch there Con. I warrant you M. Fox let vs alone to guard that passage Clu. My Lord you had best sit for your ease Exit 〈◊〉 Bon. Oh I could watch houres daies nights moneths yeeres So I might see their hearts weepe bloody teares Fox Looke you stand sure Lord Bonner for I hope Anon you le neede a bucket and a rope Enter Goseling Dutches Sands Cranwell Nurse and Childe Gose. Keepe close together lest you loose your trayne My barke is ready to receaue you straight That way you neede must take I le