him all the honor That good conuenience claimes La. Returne you thither Fren. E. I Madam with the swiftest wing of speed Hel. Till I haue no wife I haue nothing in France 'T is bitter La. Finde you that there Hel. I Madame Fren. E. 'T is but the boldnesse of his hand haply which his heart was not consenting too Lad. Nothing in France vntill he haue no wife There 's nothing heere that is too good for him But onely she and she deserues a Lord That twenty such rude boyes might tend vpon And call her hourely Mistris Who was with him Fren. E. A seruant onely and a Gentleman whlch I haue sometime knowne La. Parolles was it not Fren. E. I my good Ladie hee La. A verie tainted fellow and full of wickednesse My sonne corrupts a well deriued nature With his inducement Fren. E. Indeed good Ladie the fellow has a deale of that too much which holds him much to haue La. Y' are welcome Gentlemen I will intreate you when you see my sonne to tell him that his sword can neuer winne the honor that he looses more I le intreate you written to beare along Fren. G. We serue you Madam in that and all your worthiest affaires La. Not so but as we change our courtesies Will you draw neere Exit Hel. Till I haue no wife I haue nothing in France Nothing in France vntill he has no wife Thou shalt haue none Rossillion none in France Then hast thou all againe poore Lord is' t I That chase thee from thy Countrie and expose Those tender limbes of thine to the euent Of the none-sparing warre And is it I That driue thee from the sportiue Court where thou Was 't shot at with faire eyes to be the marke Of smoakie Muskâ—ts O you leaden messengers That ride vpon the violent speede of fire Fly with false ayme moue the still-peering aire That sings with piercing do not touch my Lord Who euer shoots at him I set him there Who euer charges on his forward brest I am the Caitiffe that do hold him too 't And though I kill him not I am the cause His death was so effected Better 't were I met the rauine Lyon when he roar'd With sharpe constraint of hunger better 't were That all the miseries which nature owes Were mine at once No come thou home Rossillion Whence honor but of danger winnes a scarre As oft it looses all I will be gone My being heere it is that holds thee hence Shall I stay heere to doo 't No no although The ayre of Paradise did fan the house And Angles offic'd all I will be gone That pittifull rumour may report my flight To consolate thine eare Come night end day For with the darke poore theefe I le steale away Exit Flourish Enter the Duke of Florence Rossillion drum and trumpets soldiers Parrolles Duke The Generall of our horse thou art and we Great in our hope lay our best loue and credence Vpon thy promising fortune Ber. Sir it is A charge too heauy for my strength but yet Wee 'l striue to beare it for your worthy sake To th' extreme edge of hazard Duke Then go thou forâ—h And fortune play vpon thy prosperous helme As thy auspicious mistris Ber. This very day Great Mars I put my selfe into thy file Make me but like my thoughts and I shall proue A louer of thy drumme hater of loue Exeunt omnes Eâ—ter Countesse Steward La. Alas and would you take the letter of her Might you not know she would do as she has done By sending me a Letter Reade it agen Letter I am S. Iaques Pilgrim thither gone Ambitious loue hath so in me offended That bare-foot plod I the cold ground vpon With sainted vow my faults to haue amended Write write that from the bloodie course of warre My deerest Master your deare sonne may hie Blesse him at home in peace Whilst I from farre His name with zealous feruour sanctifie His taken labours bid him me forgiue I his despightfull Iuno sent him forth From Courtly friends with Camping foes to liue Where death and danger dogges the heeles of worth He is too good and faire for death and mee Whom I my selfe embrace to set him free Ah what sharpe stings are in her mildest words Rynaldo you did neuer lacke aduice so much As letting her passe so had I spoke with her I could haue well diuerted her intents Which thus she hath preuented Ste. Pardon me Madam If I had giuen you this at ouer-night She might haue beene ore-tane and yet she writes Pursuite would be but vaine La. What Angell shall Blesse this vnworthy husband he cannot thriue Vnlesse her prayers whom heauen delights to beare And loues to grant repreeue him from the wrath Of greatest Iustice Write write Rynaldo To this vnworthy husband of his wife Let euerie word waigh heauie of her worth That he does waigh too light my greatest greefe Though little he do feele it set downe sharpely Dispatch the most conuenient messenger When haply he shall heare that she is gone He will returne and hope I may that shee Hearing so much will speede her foote againe Led hither by pure loue which of them both Is deerest to me I haue no skill in sence To make distinction prouide this Messenger My heart is heauie and mine age is weake Greefe would haue teares and sorrow bids me speake Exeunt A Tucket afarre off Enter old Widdow of Florence her daughter Violenta and Mariana with other Citizens Widdow Nay come For if they do approach the Citty We shall loose all the sight Diana They say the French Count has done Most honourable seruice Wid. It is reported That he has taken their great'st Commander And that with his owne hand he slew The Dukes brother we haue lost our labour They are gone a contrarie wayâ— harke you may know by their Trumpets Maria. Come le ts returne againe And suffice our selues with the report of it Well Diana take heed of this French Earle The honor of a Maide is her name And no Legacie is so rich As honestie Widdow I haue told my neighbour How you haue beene solicited by a Gentleman His Companion Maria. I know that knaue hang him one Parolles a filthy Officer he is in those suggestions for the young Earle beware of them Diana their promises entisements oathes tokens and all these engines of lust are not the things they go vnder many a maide hath beene seduced by them and the miserie is example that so terrible shewes in the wracke of maiden-hood cannot for all that disswade succession but that they are limed with the twigges that threatens them I hope I neede not to aduise you further but I hope your owne grace will keepe you where you are though there were no further danger knowne but the modestie which is so lost Dia. You shall not neede to feare me Enter Hellen. Wid. I hope so looke here comes a pilgrim I know she will lye at my
vnto my friend Hath made me publisher of this pretence Duke Vpon mine Honor he shall neuer know That I had any light from thee of this Pro. Adiew my Lord Sir Valentine is comming Duk. Sir Valentine whether away so fast Val. Please it your Grace there is a Messenger That stayes to beare my Letters to my friends And I am going to deliuer them Duk. Be they of much import Val. The tenure of them doth but signifie My health and happy being at your Court. Duk. Nay then no matter stay with me a while I am to breake with thee of some affaires That touch me neere wherein thou must be secret 'T is not vnknown to thee that I haue sought To match my friend Sir Thurio to my daughter Val. I know it well my Lord and sure the Match Were rich and honourable besides the gentleman Is full of Vertue Bounty Worth and Qualities Beseeming such a Wife as your faire daughter Cannot your Grace win her to fancie him Duk. No trust me She is peeuish sullen froward Prowd disobedient stubborne lacking duty Neither regarding that she is my childe Nor fearing me as if I were her father And may I say to thee this pride of hers Vpon aduice hath drawne my loue from her And where I thought the remnant of mine age Should haue beene cherish'd by her child-like dutie I now am full resolu'd to take a wife And tur◠her out to who will take her in Then let her beauty be her wedding dowre For me and my possessions she esteemes not Val. What would your Grace haue me to do in this Duk. There is a Lady in Verona heere Whom I affect but she is nice and coy And naught esteemes my aged eloquence Now therefore would I haue thee to my Tutor For long agone I haue forgot to court Besides the fashion of the time is chang'd How and which way I may bestow my selfe To be regarded in her sun-bright eye Val. Win her with gifts if she respect not words Dumbe Iewels often in their silent kinde More then quicke words doe moue a womans minde Duk. But she did scorne a present that I sent her Val. A woman somtime scorns what best cōtents her Send her another neuer giue her ore For scorne at first makes after-loue the more If she doe frowne 't is not in hate of you But rather to beget more loue in you If she doe chide 't is not to haue you gone For why the fooles are mad if left alone Take no repulse what euer she doth say For get you gon she doth not meane away Flatter and praise commend extoll their graces Though nere so blacke say they haue Angells faces That man that hath a tongue I say is no man If with his tongue he cannot win a woman Duk. But she I meane is promis'd by her friends Vnto a youthfull Gentleman of worth And kept seuerely from resort of men That no man hath accesse by day to her Val. Why then I would resort to her by night Duk. I but the doores be lockt and keyes kept safe That no man hath recourse to her by night Val What letts but one may enter at her window Duk. Her chamber is aloft far from the ground And built so sheluing that one cannot climbe it Without apparant hazard of his life Val Why then a Ladder quaintly made of Cords To cast vp with a paire of anchoring hookes Would serue to scale another Hero's towre So bold Leander would aduenture it Duk. Now as thou art a Gentleman of blood Aduise me where I may haue such a Ladder Val. When would you vse it pray sir tell me that Duk. This very night for Loue is like a childe That longs for euery thing that he can come by Val. By seauen a clock I le get you such a Ladder Duk But harke thee I will goe to her alone How shall I best conuey the Ladder thither Val. It will be light my Lord that you may beare it Vnder a cloake that is of any length Duk. A cloake as long as thine will serue the turne Val I my good Lord. Duk. Then let me see thy cloake I le get me one of such another length Val. Why any cloake will serue the turn my Lord Duk. How shall I fashion me to weare a cloake I pray thee let me feele thy cloake vpon me What Letter is this same what 's here to Siluia And heere an Engine fit for my proceeding I le be so bold to breake the seale for once My thoughts do harbour with my Siluia nightly And slaues they are to me that send them flying Oh could their Master come and goe as lightly Himselfe would lodge where senceles they are lying My Herald Thoughts in thy pure bosome rest-them While I their King that thither them importune Doe curse the grace that with such grace hath blest them Because my selfe doe want my seruants fortune I curse my selfe for they are sent by me That they should harbour where their Lord should be What 's here Siluia this night I will enfranchise thee 'T is so and heere 's the Ladder for the purpose Why Phaeton for thou art Merops sonne Wilt thou aspire to guide the heauenly Car And with thy daring folly burne the world Wilt thou reach stars because they shine on thee Goe base Intruder ouer-weening Slaue Bestow thy fawning smiles on equall mates And thinke my patience more then thy desert Is priuiledge for thy departure hence Thanke me for this more then for all the fauors Which all too much I haue bestowed on thee But if thou linger in my Territories Longer then swiftest expedition Will giue thee time to leaue our royall Court By heauen my wrath shall farre exceed the loue I euer bore my daughter or thy selfe Be gone I will not heare thy vaine excuse But as thou lou'st thy life make speed from hence Val. And why not death rather then liuing torment To die is to be banisht from my selfe And Siluia is my selfe banish'd from her Is selfe from selfe A deadly banishment What light is light if Siluia be not seene What ioy is ioy if Siluia be not by Vnlesse it be to thinke that she is by And feed vpon the shadow of perfection Except I be by Siluia in the night There is no musicke in the Nightingale Vnlesse I looke on Siluia in the day There is no day for me to looke vpon Shee is my essence and I leaue to be If I be not by her faire influence Foster'd illumin'd cherish'd kept aliue I flie not death to flie his deadly doome Tarry I heere I but attend on death But flie I hence I flie away from life Pro. Run boy run run and seeke him out Lau. So-hough Soa hough Pro. What seest thou Lau. Him we goe to finde There 's not a haire on 's head but t' is a Valentine Pro. Valentine Val. No. Pro. Who then his Spirit Val. Neither Pro. What then Val Nothing Lau. Can nothing speake Master shall
change their shapes then men their minds Pro. Then men their minds t is true oh heuen were man But Constant he were perfect that one error Fils him with faults makes him run through all th' sins Inconstancy falls-off ere it begins What is in Siluia's face but I may spie More fresh in Iulia's with a constant eye Val Come come a hand from either Let me be blest to make this happy close 'T were pitty two such friends should be long foes Pro. Beare witnes heauen I haue my wish for euer Iul. And I mine Out-l. A prize a prize a prize Val. Forbeare forbeare I say It is my Lord the Duke Your Grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd Banished Valentine Duke Sir Valentine Thu. Yonder is Siluia and Siluia's mine Val. Thurio giue backe or else embrace thy death Come not within the measure of my wrath Doe not name Siluia thine if once againe Verona shall not hold thee heere she stands Take but possession of her with a Touch I dare thee but to breath vpon my Loue. Thur. Sir Valentine I care not for her I I hold him but a foole that will endanger His Body for a Girle that loues him not I claime her not and therefore she is thine Duke The more degenerate and base art thou To make such meanes for her as thou hast done And leaue her on such slight conditions Now by the honor of my Ancestry I doe applaud thy spirit Valentine And thinke thee worthy of an Empresse loue Know then I heere forget all former greefes Cancell all grudge repeale thee home againe Plead a new state in thy vn-riual'd merit To which I thus subscribe Sir Valentine Thou art a Gentleman and well deriu'd Take thou thy Siluia for thou hast deseru'd her Val I thank your Grace y e gift hath made me happy I now beseech you for your daughters sake To grant one Boone that I shall aske of you Duke I grant it for thine owne what ere it be Val. These banish'd men that I haue kept withall Are men endu'd with worthy qualities Forgiue them what they haue committed here And let them be recall'd from their Exile They are reformed ciuill full of good And fit for great employment worthy Lord. Duke Thou hast preuaild I pardon them and thee Dispose of them as thou knowst their deserts Come let vs goe we will include all iarres With Triumphes Mirth and rare solemnity Val. And as we walke along I dare be bold With our discourse to make your Grace to smile What thinke you of this Page my Lord Duke I think the Boy hath grace in him he blushes Val. I warrant you my Lord more grace then Boy Duke What meane you by that saying Val. Please you I le tell you as we passe along That you will wonder what hath fortuned Come Protheus 't is your pennance but to heare The story of your Loues discouered That done our day of marriage shall be yours One Feast one house one mutuall happinesse Exeunt The names of all the Actors Duke Father to Siluia Valentine the two Gentlemen Protheus the two Gentlemen Anthonio father to Protheus Thurio a foolish riuall to Valentine Eglamoure Agent for Siluia in her escape Host where Iulia lodges Out-lawes with Valentine Speed a clownish seruant to Valentine Launce the like to Protheus Panthion seruant to Antonio Iulia beloued of Protheus Siluia beloued of Valentine Lucetta waighting-woman to Iulia. FINIS THE Merry Wiues of Windsor Actus primus Scena prima Enter Iustice Shallow Slender Sir Hugh Euans Master Page Falstoffe Bardolph Nym Pistoll Anne Page Mistresse Ford Mistresse Page Simple Shallow SIr Hugh perswade me not I will make a Star-Chamber matter of it if hee were twenty Sir Iohn Falstoffs he shall not abuse Robert Shallow Esquire Slen. In the County of Glocester Iustice of Peace and Coram Shal. I Cosen Slender and Cust-alorum Slen. I and Rato lorum too and a Gentleman borne Master Parson who writes himselfe Armigero in any Bill Warrant Quittance or Obligation Armigero Shal. I that I doe and haue done any time these three hundred yeeres Slen. All his successors gone before him hath don 't and all his Ancestors that come after him may they may giue the dozen white Luces in their Coate Shal. It is an olde Coate Euans The dozen white Lowses doe become an old Coat well it agrees well passant It is a familiar beast to man and signifies Loue. Shal. The Luse is the fresh-fish the salt-fish is an old Coate Slen. I may quarter Coz Shal. You may by marrying Euans It is marring indeed if he quarter it Shal. Not a whit Euan. Yes per-lady if he ha's a quarter of your coat there is but three Skirts for your selfe in my simple coniectures but that is all one if Sir Iohn Falstaffe haue committed disparagements vnto you I am of the Church and will be glad to do my beneuolence to make attonements and compremises betweene you Shal. The Councell shall heare it it is a Riot Euan. It is not meet the Councell heare a Riot there is no feare of Got in a Riot The Councell looke you shall desire to heare the feare of Got and not to heare a Riot take your viza-ments in that Shal. Ha o' my life if I were yong againe the sword should end it Euans It is petter that friends is the sword and end it and there is also another deuice in my praine which peraduenture prings goot discretions with it There is Anne Page which is daughter to Master Thomas Page which is pretty virginity Slen. Mistris Anne Page she has browne haire and speakes small like a woman Euans It is that ferry person for all the orld as iust as you will desire and seuen hundred pounds of Moneyes and Gold and Siluer is her Grand-sire vpon his deaths-bed Got deliuer to a ioyfull resurrections giue when she is able to ouertake seuenteene yeeres old It were a goot motion if we leaue our pribbles and prabbles and desire a marriage betweene Master Abraham and Mistris Anne Page Slen. Did her Grand-sire leaue her seauen hundred pound Euan. I and her father is make her a petter penny Slen. I know the young Gentlewoman she has good gifts Euan. Seuen hundred pounds and possibilities is goot gifts Shal. Wel let vs see honest M r Page is Falstaffe there Euan. Shall I tell you a lye I doe despise a lyer as I doe despise one that is false or as I despise one that is not true the Knight Sir Iohn is there and I beseech you be ruled by your well-willers I will peat the doore for M r. Page What hoa Got-plesse your house heere M r. Page Who 's there Euan. Here is go't's plessing and your friend and Iustice Shallow and heere yong Master Slender that peraduentures shall tell you another tale if matters grow to your likings Mâ— Page I am glad to see your Worships well I thanke you for my Venison Master Shallow Shal. Master Page I
renouncement an imortall spirit And to be talk'd with in sincerity As with a Saint Isa You doe blaspheme the good in mocking me Luc. Doe not beleeue it fewnes and truth t is thus Your brother and his louer haue embrac'd As those that feed grow full as blossoming Time That from the seednes the bare fallow brings To teeming foyson euen so her plenteous wombe Expresseth his full Tilth and husbandry Isa Some one with childe by him my cosen Iuliet Luc. Is she your cosen Isa Adoptedly as schoole-maids change their names By vaine though apt affection Luc. She it is Isa Oh let him marry her Luc. This is the point The Duke is very strangely gone from hence Bore many gentlemen my selfe being one In hand and hope of action but we doe learne By those that know the very Nerues of State His giuing-out were of an infinite distance From his true meant designe vpon his place And with full line of his authority Gouernes Lord Angelo A man whose blood Is very snow-broth one who neuer feeles The wanton stings and motions of the sence But doth rebate and blunt his naturall edge With profits of the minde Studie and fast He to giue feare to vse and libertie Which haue for long run-by the hideous law As Myce by Lyons hath pickt out an act Vnder whose heauy sence your brothers life Fals into forfeit he arrests him on it And followes close the rigor of the Statute To make him an example all hope is gone Vnlesse you haue the grace by your faire praier To soften Angelo And that 's my pith of businesse 'Twixt you and your poore brother Isa Doth he so Seeke his life Luc. Has censur'd him already And as I heare the Prouost hath a warrant For 's execution Isa Alas what poore Abilitie's in me to doe him good Luc. Assay the powre you haue Isa My power alas I doubt Luc. Our doubts are traitors And makes vs loose the good we oft might win By fearing to attempt Goe to Lord Angelo And let him learne to know when Maidens sue Men giue like gods but when they weepe and kneele All their petitions are as freely theirs As they themselues would owe them Isa I le see what I can doe Luc. But speedily Isa I will about it strait No longer staying but to giue the Mother Notice of my affaire I humbly thanke you Commend me to my brother soone at night I le send him certaine word of my successe Luc. I take my leaue of you Isa Good sir adieu Exeunt Actus Secundus Scoena Prima Enter Angelo Escalus and seruants Iustice Ang. We must not make a scar-crow of the Law Setting it vp to feare the Birds of prey And let it keepe one shape till custome make it Their pearch and not their terror Esc I but yet Let vs be keene and rather cut a little Then fall and bruise to death alas this gentleman Whom I would saue had a most noble father Let but your honour know Whom I beleeue to be most strait in vertue That in the working of your owne affections Had time coheard with Place or place with wishing Or that the resolute acting of our blood Could haue attained th' effect of your owne purpose Whether you had not sometime in your life Er'd in this point which now you censure him And puld the Law vpon you Ang. 'T is one thing to be tempted Escalus Another thing to fall I not deny The Iury passing on the Prisoners life May in the sworne-twelue haue a thiefe or two Guiltier then him they try what 's open made to Iustice That Iustice ceizes What knowes the Lawes That theeues do passe on theeues 'T is very pregnant The Iewell that we finde we stoope and take 't Because we see it but what we doe not see We tread vpon and neuer thinke of it You may not so extenuate his offence For I haue had such faults but rather tell me When I that censure him do so offend Let mine owne Iudgement patterne out my death And nothing come in partiall Sir he must dye Enter Prouost Esc Be it as your wisedome will Ang. Where is the Prouost Pro. Here if it like your honour Ang. See that Claudio Be executed by nine to morrow morning Bring him his Confessor let him be prepar'd For that 's the vtmost of his pilgrimage Esc Well heauen forgiue him and forgiue vs all Some rise by sinne and some by vertue fall Some run from brakes of Ice and answere none And some condemned for a fault alone Enter Elbow Froth Clowne Officers Elb. Come bring them away if these be good people in a Common-weale that doe nothing but vse their abuses in common houses I know no law bring them away Ang. How now Sir what 's your name And what 's the matter Elb. If it please your honour I am the poore Dukes Constable and my name is Elbow I doe leane vpon Iustice Sir and doe bring in here before your good honor two notorious Benefactors Ang. Benefactors Well What Benefactors are they Are they not Malefactors Elb. If it please your honour I know not well what they are But precise villaines they are that I am sure of and void of all prophanation in the world that good Christians ought to haue Esc This comes off well here 's a wise Officer Ang. Goe to What quality are they of Elbow is your name Why do'st thou not speake Elbow Clo. He cannot Sir he 's out at Elbow Ang. What are you Sir Elb. He Sir a Tapster Sir parcell Baud one that serues a bad woman whose house Sir was as they say pluckt downe in the Suborbs and now shee professes a hot-house which I thinke is a very ill house too Esc How know you that Elb. My wife Sir whom I detest before heauen and your honour Esc How thy wife Elb. I Sir whom I thanke heauen is an honest woman Esc Do'st thou detest her therefore Elb. I say sir I will detest my selfe also as well as she that this house if it be not a Bauds house it is pitty of her life for it is a naughty house Esc How do'st thou know that Constable Elb. Marry sir by my wife who if she had bin a woman Cardinally giuen might haue bin accus'd in fornication adultery and all vncleanlinesse there Esc By the womans meanes Elb. I sir by Mistris Ouer-dons meanes but as she spit in his face so she defide him Clo. Sir if it please your honor this is not so Elb. Proue it before these varlets here thou honorable man proue it Esc Doe you heare how he misplaces Clo. Sir she came in great with childe and longing sauing your honors reuerence for stewd prewyns sir we had but two in the house which at that very distant time stood as it were in a fruit dish a dish of some three pence your honours haue seene such dishes they are not China-dishes but very good dishes Esc Go too go too no matter for the dish
me Isabell Isa Oh fie fie fie Thy sinn's not accidentall but a Trade Mercy to thee would proue it selfe a Bawd 'T is best that thou diest quickly Cla. Oh heare me Isabella Duk. Vouchsafe a word yong sister but one word Isa What is your Will Duk. Might you dispense with your leysure I would by and by haue some speech with you the satisfaction I would require is likewise your owne benefit Isa I haue no superfluous leysure my stay must be stolen out of other affaires but I will attend you a while Duke Son I haue ouer-heard what hath past between you your sister Angelo had neuer the purpose to corrupt her onely he hath made an assay of her vertue to practise his iudgement with the disposition of natures She hauing the truth of honour in her hath made him that gracious deniall which he is most glad to receiue I am Confessor to Angelo and I know this to be true therfore prepare your selfe to death do not satisfie your resolution with hopes that are fallible to morrow you must die goe to your knees and make ready Cla. Let me ask my sister pardon I am so out of loue with life that I will sue to be rid of it Duke Hold you there farewell Prouost a word with you Pro. What 's your will father Duk. That now you are come you wil be gone leaue me a while with the Maid my minde promises with my habit no losse shall touch her by my company Pro. In good time Exit Duk. The hand that hath made you faire hath made you good the goodnes that is cheape in beauty makes beauty briefe in goodnes but grace being the soule of your complexion shall keepe the body of it euer faire the assault that Angelo hath made to you Fortune hath conuaid to my vnderstanding and but that frailty hath examples for his falling I should wonder at Angelo how will you doe to content this Substitute and to saue your Brother Isab I am now going to resolue him I had rather my brother die by the Law then my sonne should be vnlawfullie borne But oh how much is the good Duke deceiu'd in Angelo if euer he returne and I can speake to him I will open my lips in vaine or discouer his gouernment Duke That shall not be much amisse yet as the matter now stands he will auoid your accusation he made triall of you onelie Therefore fasten your eare on my aduisings to the loue I haue in doing good a remedie presents it selfe I doe make my selfe beleeue that you may most vprighteously do a poor wronged Lady a merited benefit redeem your brother from the angry Law doe no staine to your owne gracious person and much please the absent Duke if peraduenture he shall euer returne to haue hearing of this businesse Isab Let me heare you speake farther I haue spirit to do any thing that appeares not fowle in the truth of my spirit Duke Vertue is bold and goodnes neuer fearefull Haue you not heard speake of Mariana the sister of Fredericke the great Souldier who miscarried at Sea Isa I haue heard of the Lady and good words went with her name Duke Shee should this Angelo haue married was affianced to her oath and the nuptiall appointed between which time of the contract and limit of the solemnitie her brother Fredericke was wrackt at Sea hauing in that perished vessell the dowry of his sister but marke how heauily this befell to the poore Gentlewoman there she lost a noble and renowned brother in his loue toward her euer most kinde and naturall with him the portion and sinew of her fortune her marriage dowry with both her combynate-husband this well-seeming Angelo Isab Can this be so did Angelo so leaue her Duke Left her in her teares dried not one of them with his comfort swallowed his vowes whole pretending in her discoueries of dishonor in few bestow'd her on her owne lamentation which she yet weares for his sake and he a marble to her teares is washed with them but relents not Isab What a merit were it in death to take this poore maid from the world what corruption in this life that it will let this man liue But how out of this can shee auaile Duke It is a rupture that you may easily heale and the cure of it not onely saues your brother but keepes you from dishonor in doing it Isab Shew me how good Father Duk. This fore-named Maid hath yet in her the continuance of her first affection his vniust vnkindenesse that in all reason should haue quenched her loue hath like an impediment in the Current made it more violent and vnruly Goe you to Angelo answere his requiring with a plausible obedience agree with his demands to the point onely referre your selfe to this aduantage first that your stay with him may not be long that the time may haue all shadow and silence in it and the place answere to conuenience this being granted in course and now followes all wee shall aduise this wronged maid to steed vp your appointment goe in your place if the encounter acknowledge it selfe heereafter it may compell him to her recompence and heere by this is your brother saued your honor vntainted the poore Mariana aduantaged and the corrupt Deputy scaled The Maid will I frame and make fit for his attempt if you thinke well to carry this as you may the doublenes of the benefit defends the deceit from reproofe What thinke you of it Isab The image of it giues me content already and I trust it will grow to a most prosperous perfection Duk. It lies much in your holding vp haste you speedily to Angelo if for this night he intreat you to his bed giue him promise of satisfaction I will presently to S. Lukes there at the moated-Grange recides this deiected Mariana at that place call vpon me and dispatch with Angelo that it may be quickly Isab I thank you for this comfort fare you well good father Exit Enter Elbow Clowne Officers Elb. Nay if there be no remedy for it but that you will needes buy and sell men and women like beasts we shall haue all the world drinke browne white bastard Duk. Oh heauens what stuffe is heere Clow. T was neuer merry world since of two vsuries the merriest was put downe and the worser allow'd by order of Law a fur'd gowne to keepe him warme and furd with Foxe and Lamb-skins too to signifie that craft being richer then Innocency stands for the facing Elb. Come your way sir blesse you good Father Frier Duk. And you good Brother Father what offence hath this man made you Sir Elb. Marry Sir he hath offended the Law and Sir we take him to be a Theefe too Sir for wee haue found vpon him Sir a strange Pick-lock which we haue sent to the Deputie Duke Fie sirrah a Bawd a wicked bawd The euill that thou causest to be done That is thy meanes to liue Do thou but
would yet he had liued Alack when once our grace we haue forgot Nothing goes right we would and we would not Exit Scena Quinta Enter Duke and Frier Peter Duke These Letters at fit time deliuer me The Prouost knowes our purpose and our plot The matter being a foote keepe your instruction And hold you euer to our speciall drift Though sometimes you doe blench from this to that As cause doth minister Goe call at Flauia's house And tell him where I stay giue the like notice To Valencius Rowland and to Crassus And bid them bring the Trumpets to the gate But send me Flauius first Peter It shall be speeded well Enter Varrius Duke I thank thee Varrius thou hast made good hast Come we will walke There 's other of our friends Will greet vs heere anon my gentle Varrius Exeunt Scena Sexta Enter Isabella and Mariana Isa To speak so in directly I am loath I would say the truth but to accuse him so That is your part yee I â—m aduis'd to doe it He saies to vaile full purpose Mar. Be rul'd by him Isab Besides he tells me that if peraduenture He speake against me on the aduerse side I should not thinke it strange for 't is a physicke That 's bitter to sweet end Enter Peter Mar. I would Frier Peter Isab Oh peace the Frier is come Peter Come I haue found you out a stand most fit Where you may haue such vantage on the Duke He shall not passe you Twice haue the Trumpets sounded The generous and grauest Citizens Haue hent the gates and very neere vpon The Duke is entring Therefore hence away Exeunt Actus Quintus Scoena Prima Enter Duke Varrius Lords Angelo Esculus Lucio Citizens at seuerall doores Duk. My very worthy Cosen fairely met Our old and faithfull friend we are glad to see you Ang. Esc Happy returne be to your royall grace Duk. Many and harty thankings to you both We haue made enquiry of you and we heare Such goodnesse of your Iustice that our soule Cannot but yeeld you forth to publique thankes Forerunning more requitall Ang. You make my bonds still greater Duk. Oh your desert speaks loud I should wrong it To locke it in the wards of couert bosome When it deserues with characters of brasse A forted residence ' gainst the tooth of time And razure of obliuion Giue we your hand And let the Subiect see to make them know That outward curtesies would faine proclaime Fauours that keepe within Come Escalus You must walke by vs on our other hand And good supporters are you Enter Peter and Isabella Peter Now is your time Speake loud and kneele before him Isab Iustice O royall Duke vaile your regard Vpon a wrong'd I would faine haue said a Maid Oh worthy Prince dishonor not your eye By throwing it on any other obiect Till you haue heard me in my true complaint And giuen me Iustice Iustice Iustice Iustice Duk. Relate your wrongs In what by whom be briefe Here is Lord Angelo shall giue you Iustice Reueale your selfe to him Isab Oh worthy Duke You bid me seeke redemption of the diuell Heare me your selfe for that which I must speake Must either punish me not being beleeu'd Or wring redresse from you Heare me oh heare me heere Ang. My Lord her wits I feare me are not firme She hath bin a suitor to me for her Brother Cut off by course of Iustice Isab By course of Iustice Ang. And she will speake most bitterly and strange Isab Most strange but yet most truely wil I speake That Angelo's forsworne is it not strange That Angelo's a murtherer is' t not strange That Angelo is an adulterous thiefe An hypocrite a virgin violator Is it not strange and strange Duke Nay it is ten times strange Isa It is not truer he is Angelo Then this is all as true as it is strange Nay it is ten times true for truth is truth To th' end of reckning Duke Away with her poore soule She speakes this in th' infirmity of sence Isa Oh Prince I coniure thee as thou beleeu'st There is another comfort then this world That thou neglect me not with that opinion That I am touch'd with madnesse make not impossible That which but seemes vnlike 't is not impossible But one the wickedst caitiffe on the ground May seeme as shie as graue as iust as absolute As Angelo euen so may Angelo In all his dressings caracts titles formes Be an arch-villaine Beleeue it royall Prince If he be lesse he 's nothing but he 's more Had I more name for badnesse Duke By mine honesty If she be mad as I beleeue no other Her madnesse hath the oddest frame of sense Such a dependancy of thing on thing As ere I heard in madnesse Isab Oh gracious Duke Harpe not on that nor do not banish reason For inequality but let your reason serue To make the truth appeare where it seemes hid And hide the false seemes true Duk. Many that are not mad Haue sure more lacke of reason What would you say Isab I am the Sister of one Claudio Condemnd vpon the Act of Fornication To loose his head condemn'd by Angelo I in probation of a Sisterhood Was sent to by my Brother one Lucio As then the Messenger Luc. That 's I and 't like your Grace I came to her from Claudio and desir'd her To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo For her poore Brothers pardon Isab That 's he indeede Duk. You were not bid to speake Luc. No my good Lord Nor wish'd to hold my peace Duk. I wish you now then Pray you take note of it and when you haue A businesse for your selfe pray heauen you then Be perfect Luc. I warrant your honor Duk. The warrant 's for your selfe take heede to 't Isab This Gentleman told somewhat of my Tale. Luc. Right Duk. It may be right but you are i' the wrong To speake before your time proceed Isab I went To this pernicious Caitiffe Deputie Duk. That 's somewhat madly spoken Isab Pardon it The phrase is to the matter Duke Mended againe the matter proceed Isab In briefe to set the needlesse processe by How I perswaded how I praid and kneel'd How he refeld me and how I replide For this was of much length the vild conclusion I now begin with griefe and shame to vtter He would not but by gift of my chaste body To his concupiscible intemperate lust Release my brother and after much debatement My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour And I did yeeld to him But the next morne betimes His purpose surfetting he sends a warrant For my poore brothers head Duke This is most likely Isab Oh that it were as like as it is true Duk. By heauen fond wretch y u knowst not what thou speak'st Or else thou art suborn'd against his honor In hatefull practise first his Integritie Stands without blemish next it imports no reason That with such vehemency he should pursue Faults proper to
Consenting to the safe-guard of your honor I thought your marriage fit else Imputation For that he knew you might reproach your life And choake your good to come For his Possessions Although by confutation they are ours We doe en-state and widow you with all To buy you a better husband Mar. Oh my deere Lord I craue no other nor no better man Duke Neuer craue him we are definitiue Mar. Gentle my Liege Duke You doe but loose your labour Away with him to death Now Sir to you Mar. Oh my good Lord sweet Isabell take my part Lend me your knees and all my life to come I 'll lend you all my life to doe you seruice Duke Against all sence you doe importune her Should she kneele downe in mercie of this fact Her Brothers ghost his paued bed would breake And take her hence in horror Mar. Isabell Sweet Isabel doe yet but kneele by me Hold vp your hands say nothing I 'll speake all They say best men are moulded out of faults And for the most become much more the better For being a little bad So may my husband Oh Isabel will you not lend a knee Duke He dies for Claudio's death Isab Most bounteous Sir Looke if it please you on this man condemn'd As if my Brother liu'd I partly thinke A due sinceritie gouerned his deedes Till he did looke on me Since it is so Let him not die my Brother had but Iustice In that he did the thing for which he dide For Angelo his Act did not ore-take his bad intent And must be buried but as an intent That perish'd by the way thoughts are no subiects Intents but meerely thoughts Mar. Meerely my Lord. Duk. Your suite's vnprofitable stand vp I say I haue bethought me of another fault Prouost how came it Claudio was beheaded At an vnusuall howre Pro. It was commanded so Duke Had you a speciall warrant for the deed Pro. No my good Lord it was by priuate message Duk. For which I doe discharge you of your office Giue vp your keyes Pro. Pardon me noble Lord I thought it was a fault but knew it not Yet did repent me after more aduice For testimony whereof one in the prison That should by priuate order else haue dide I haue reseru'd aliue Duk. What 's he Pro. His name is Barnardine Duke I would thou hadst done so by Claudio Goe fetch him hither let me looke vpon him Esc I am sorry one so learned and so wise As you Lord Angelo haue stil appear'd Should slip so grosselie both in the heat of bloud And lacke of temper'd iudgement afterward Ang. I am sorrie that such sorrow I procure And so deepe sticks it in my penitent heart That I craue death more willingly then mercy 'T is my deseruing and I doe entreat it Enter Barnardine and Prouost Claudio Iulietta Duke Which is that Barnardine Pro. This my Lord. Duke There was a Friar told me of this man Sirha thou art said to haue a stubborne soule That apprehends no further then this world And squar'st thy life according Thou' rt condemn'd But for those earthly faults I quit them all And pray thee take this mercie to prouide For better times to come Frier aduise him I leaue him to your hand What muffeld fellow 's that Pro. This is another prisoner that I sau'd Who should haue di'd when Claudio lost his head As like almost to Claudio as himselfe Duke If he be like your brother for his sake Is he pardon'd and for your louelie sake Giue me your hand and say you will be mine He is my brother too But fitter time for that By this Lord Angelo perceiues he 's safe Methinkes I see a quickning in his eye Well Angelo your euill quits you well Looke that you loue your wife her worth worth yours I finde an apt remission in my selfe And yet heere 's one in place I cannot pardon You sirha that knew me for a foole a Coward One all of Luxurie an asse a mad man Wherein haue I so deseru'd of you That you extoll me thus Luc. Faith my Lord I spoke it but according to the trick if you will hang me for it you may but I had rather it would please you I might be whipt Duke Whipt first sir and hang'd after Proclaime it Prouost round about the Citie If any woman wrong'd by this lewd fellow As I haue heard him sweare himselfe there 's one whom he begot with childe let her appeare And he shall marry her the nuptiall finish'd Let him be whipt and hang'd Luc. I beseech your Highnesse doe not marry me to a Whore your Highnesse said euen now I made you a Duke good my Lord do not recompence me in making me a Cuckold Duke Vpon mine honor thou shalt marrie her Thy slanders I forgiue and therewithall Remit thy other forfeits take him to prison And see our pleasure herein executed Luc. Marrying a punke my Lord is pressing to death Whipping and hanging Duke Slandering a Prince deserues it She Claudio that you wrong'd looke you restore Ioy to you Mariana loue her Angelo I haue confes'd her and I know her vertue Thanks good friend Escalus for thy much goodnesse There 's more behinde that is more gratulate Thanks Prouost for thy care and secrecie We shall imploy thee in a worthier place Forgiue him Angelo that brought you home The head of Ragozine for Claudio's Th' offence pardons it selfe Deere Isabell I haue a motion much imports your good Whereto if you 'll a willing eare incline What 's mine is yours and what is yours is mine So bring vs to our Pallace where wee 'll show What 's yet behinde that meete you all should know The Scene Vienna The names of all the Actors Vincentio the Duke Angelo the Deputie Escalus an ancient Lord. Claudio a yong Gentleman Lucio a fantastique 2. Other like Gentlemen Prouost Thomas 2. Friers Peter 2. Friers Elbow a simple Constable Froth a foolish Gentleman Clowne Abhorson an Executioner Barnardine a dissolute prisoner Isabella sister to Claudio Mariana betrothed to Angelo Iuliet beloued of Claudio Francisca a Nun. Mistris Ouer-don a Bawd FINIS The Comedie of Errors Actus primus Scena prima Enter the Duke of Ephesus with the Merchant of Siracusa Iaylor and other attendants Marchant PRoceed Solinus to procure my fall And by the doome of death end woes and all Duke Merchant of Siracusa plead no more I am not partiall to infringe our Lawes The enmity and discord which of late Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your Duke To Merchants our well-dealing Countrimen Who wanting gilders to redeeme their liues Haue seal'd his rigorous statutes with their blouds Excludes all pitty from our threatning lookes For since the mortall and intestine iarres Twixt thy seditious Countrimen and vs It hath in solemne Synodes beene decreed Both by the Siracusians and our selues To admit no trafficke to our aduerse townes Nay more if any borne at Ephesus Be seene at any Siracusian Marts and Fayres
of the like I presse in heere sir amongst the rest of the Country copulatiues to sweare and to forsweare according as mariage binds and blood breakes a poore virgin sir an il-fauor'd thing sir but mine owne a poore humour of mine sir to take that that no man else will rich honestie dwels like a miser sir in a poore house as your Pearle in your foule oyster Du. Se. By my faith he is very swift and sententious Clo. According to the fooles bolt sir and such dulcet diseases Iaq. But for the seuenth cause How did you finde the quarrell on the seuenth cause Clo. Vpon a lye seuen times remoued beare your bodie more seeming Audry as thus sir I did dislike the cut of a certaine Courtiers beard he sent me word if I said his beard was not cut well hee was in the minde it was this is call'd the retort courteous If I sent him word againe it was not well cut he wold send me word he cut it to please himselfe this is call'd the quip modest If againe it was not well cut he disabled my iudgment this is called the reply churlish If againe it was not well cut he would answer I spake not true this is call'd the reproofe valiant If againe it was not well cut he wold say I lie this is call'd the counter-checke quarrelsome and so to lye circumstantiall and the lye direct Iaq. And how oft did you say his beard was not well cut Clo. I durst go no further then the lye circumstantial nor he durst not giue me the lye direct and so wee measur'd swords and parted Iaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lye Clo. O sir we quarrel in print by the booke as you haue bookes for good manners I will name you the degrees The first the Retort courteous the second the Quip-modest the third the reply Churlish the fourth the Reproofe valiant the fift the Counterchecke quarrelsome the sixt the Lye with circumstance the seauenth the Lye direct all these you may auoyd but the Lye direct and you may auoide that too with an If. I knew when seuen Iustices could not take vp a Quarrell but when the parties were met themselues one of them thought but of an If as if you saide so then I saide so and they shooke hands and swore brothers Your If is the onely peace-maker much vertue in if Iaq. Is not this a rare fellow my Lord He 's as good at any thing and yet a foole Du. Se. He vses his folly like a stalking-horse and vnder the presentation of that he shoots his wit Enter Hymen Rosalind and Celia Still Musicke Hymen Then is there mirth in heauen When earthly things made eauen attone together Good Duke receiue thy daughter Hymen from Heauen brought her Yea brought her hether That thou mightst ioyne his hand with his Whose heart within his bosome is Ros To you I giue my selfe for I am yours To you I giue my selfe for I am yours Du. Se. If there be truth in sight you are my daughter Orl. If there be truth in sight you are my Rosalind Phe. If sight shape be true why then my loue adieu Ros I le haue no Father if you be not he I le haue no Husband if you be not he Nor ne're wed woman if you be not shee Hy. Peace hoa I barre confusion 'T is I must make conclusion Of these most strange euents Here 's eight that must take hands To ioyne in Hymens bands If truth holds true contents You and you no crosse shall part You and you are hart in hart You to his loue must accord Or haue a Woman to your Lord. You and you are sure together As the Winter to fowle Weather Whiles a Wedlocke Hymne we sing Feede your selues with questioning That reason wonder may diminish How thus we met and these things finish Song Wedding is great Iunos crowne O blessed bond of board and bed 'T is Hymen peoples euerie towne High wedlock then be honored Honor high honor and renowns To Hymen God of euerie Towne Du. Se. O my deere Neece welcome thou art to me Euen daughter welcome in no lesse degree Phe. I wil not eate my word now thou art mine Thy faith my fancie to thee doth combine Enter Second Brother 2. Bro. Let me haue audience for a word or two I am the second sonne of old Sir Rowland That bring these tidings to this faire assembly Duke Frederick hearing how that euerie day Men of great worth resorted to this forrest Addrest a mightie power which were on foote In his owne conduct purposely to take His brother heere and put him to the sword And to the skirts of this wilde Wood he came Where meeting with an old Religious man After some question with him was conuerted Both from his enterprize and from the world His crowne bequeathing to his banish'd Brother And all their Lands restor'd to him againe That were with him exil'd This to be true I do engage my life Du. Se. Welcome yong man Thou offer'st fairely to thy brothers wedding To one his lands with-held and to the other A land it selfe at large a potent Dukedome First in this Forrest let vs do those ends That heere vvete well begun and wel begot And after euery of this happie number That haue endur'd shrew'd daies and nights with vs Shal share the good of our returned fortune According to the measure of their states Meane time forget this new-falne dignitie And fall into our Rusticke Reuelrie Play Musicke and you Brides and Bride-groomes all With measure heap'd in ioy to ' th Measures fall Iaq. Sir by your patience if I heard you rightly The Duke hath put on a Religious life And throwne into neglect the pompous Court 2. Bro. He hath Iaq. To him will I out of these conuertites There is much matter to be heard and learn'd you to your former Honor I bequeath your patience and your vertue well deserues it you to a loue that your true faith doth merit you to your land and loue and great allies you to a long and well-deserued bed And you to wrangling for thy louing voyage Is but for two moneths victuall'd So to your pleasures I am for other then for dancing meazures Du. Se. Stay Iaques stay Iaq. To see no pastime I what you would haue I le stay to know at your abandon'd caue Exit Du. Se. Proceed proceed wee 'l begin these rights As we do trust they 'l end in true delights Exit Ros It is not the fashion to see the Ladie the Epilogue but it is no more vnhandsome then to see the Lord the Prologue If it be true that good wine needs no bush 't is true that a good play needes no Epilogue Yet to good wine they do vse good bushes and good playes proue the better by the helpe of good Epilogues What a case am I in then that am neither a good Epilogue nor cannot insinuate with you in the behalfe of a
there can be no kernell in this light Nut the soule of this man is his cloathes Trust him not in matter of heauie consequence I haue kept of them tame know their natures Farewell Monsieur I haue spoken better of you then you haue or will to deserue at my hand but we must do good against euill Par. An idle Lord I sweare Ber. I thinke so Par. Why do you not know him Ber. Yes I do know him well and common speech Giues him a worthy passe Heere comes my clog Enter Helena Hel. I haue sir as I was commanded from you Spoke with the King and haue procur'd his leaue For present parting onely he desires Some priuate speech with you Ber. I shall obey his will You must not meruaile Helen at my course Which holds not colour with the time nor does The ministration and required office On my particular Prepar'd I was not For such a businesse therefore am I found So much vnsetled This driues me to intreate you That presently you take your way for home And rather muse then aske why I intreate you For my respects are better then they seeme And my appointments haue in them a neede Greater then shewes it selfe at the first view To you that know them not This to my mother 'T will be two daies ere I shall see you so I leaue you to your wisedome Hel. Sir I can nothing say But that I am your most obedient seruant Ber. Come come no more of that Hel. And euer shall With true obseruance seeke to eeke out that Wherein toward me my homely starres haue faild To equall my great fortune Ber. Let that goe my hast is verie great Farwell Hie home Hel. Pray sir your pardon Ber. Well what would you say Hel. I am not worthie of the wealth I owe Nor dare I say 't is mine and yet it is But like a timorous theefe most faine would steale What law does vouch mine owne Ber. What would you haue Hel. Something and scarse so much nothing indeed I would not tell you what I would my Lord Faith yes Strangers and foes do sunder and not kisse Ber. I pray you stay not but in hast to horse Hel. I shall not breake your bidding good my Lord Where are my other men Monsieur farwell Exit Ber. Go thou toward home where I wil neuer come Whilst I can shake my sword or heare the drumme Away and for our flight Par. Brauely Coragio Actus Tertius Flourish Enter the Duke of Florence the two Frenchmen with a troope of Souldiers Duke So that from point to point now haue you heard The fundamentall reasons of this warre Whose great decision hath much blood let forth And more thirsts after 1. Lord. Holy seemes the quarrell Vpon your Graces part blacke and fearefull On the opposer Duke Therefore we meruaile much our Cosin France Would in so iust a businesse shut his bosome Against our borrowing prayers French E. Good my Lord The reasons of our stare I cannot yeelde But like a common and an outward man That the great figure of a Counsaile frames By selfe vnable motion therefore dare not Say what I thinke of it since I haue found My selfe in my incertaine grounds to faile As often as I guest Duke Be it his pleasure Fren. G. But I am sure the yonger of our nature That surfet on their ease will day by day Come heere for Physicke Duke Welcome shall they bee And all the honors that can flye from vs Shall on them settle you know your places well When better fall for your auailes they fell To morrow to ' th the field Flourish Enter Countesse and Clowne Count. It hath happen'd all as I would haue had it saue that he comes not along with her Clo. By my troth I take my young Lord to be a verie melancholly man Count. By what obseruance I pray you Clo. Why he will looke vppon his boote and sing mend the Ruffe and sing aske questions and sing picke his teeth and sing I know a man that had this tricke of melancholy hold a goodly Mannor for a song Lad. Let me see what he writes and when he meanes to come Clow. I haue no minde to Isbell since I was at Court Our old Lings and our Isbels a' th Country are nothing like your old Ling and your Isbels a' th Court the brains of my Cupid's knock'd out and I beginne to loue as an old man loues money with no stomacke Lad. What haue we heere Clo. In that you haue there exit A Letter I haue sent you a daughter-in-Law shee hath recouered the King and vndone me I haue wedded her not bedded her and sworne to make the not eternall You shall heare I am runne away know it before the report come If there bee bredth enough in the world I will hold a long distance My duty to you Your vnfortunate sonne Bertram This is not well rash and vnbridled boy To flye the fauours of so good a King To plucke his indignation on thy head By the misprising of a Maide too vertuous For the contempt of Empire Enter Clowne Clow. O Madam yonder is heauie newes within betweene two souldiers and my yong Ladie La. What is the matter Clo. Nay there is some comfort in the newes some comfort your sonne will not be kild so soone as I thoght he would La. Why should he be kill'd Clo. So say I Madame if he runne away as I heare he does the danger is in standing too 't that 's the losse of men though it be the getting of children Heere they come will tell you more For my part I onely heare your sonne was run away Enter Hellen and two Gentlemen French E. Saue you good Madam Hel. Madam my Lord is gone for euer gone French G. Do not say so La. Thinke vpon patience pray you Gentlemen I haue felt so many quirkes of ioy and greefe That the first face of neither on the start Can woman me vntoo 't Where is my sonne I pray you Fren. G. Madam he 's gone to serue the Duke of Florence We met him thitherward for thence we came And after some dispatch in hand at Court Thither we bend againe Hel. Looke on his Letter Madam here 's my Pasport When thou canst get the Ring vpon my finger which neuer shall come off and shew mee a childe begotten of thy bodie that I am father too then call me husband but in such a then I write a Neuer This is a dreadfull sentence La. Brought you this Letter Gentlemen 1. G. I Madam and for the Contents sake are sorrie for our paines Old La. I prethee Ladie haue a better cheere If thou engrossest all the greefes are thine Thou robst me of a moity He was my sonne But I do wash his name out of my blood And thou art all my childe Towards Florence is he Fren. G. I Madam La. And to be a souldier Fren. G. Such is his noble purpose and beleeu 't The Duke will lay vpon
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
for whom this hungry Warre Opens his vastie Iawes and on your head Turning the Widdowes Teares the Orphans Cryes The dead-mens Blood the priuy Maidens Groanes For Husbands Fathers and betrothed Louers That shall be swallowed in this Controuersie This is his Clayme his Threatning and my Message Vnlesse the Dolphin be in presence here To whom expressely I bring greeting to King For vs we will consider of this further To morrow shall you beare our full intent Back to our Brother of England Dolph For the Dolphin I stand here for him what to him from England Exe. Scorne and defiance sleight regard contempt And any thing that may not mis-become The mightie Sender doth he prize you at Thus sayes my King and if your Fathers Highnesse Doe not in graunt of all demands at large Sweeten the bitter Mock you sent his Maiestie Hee 'le call you to so hot an Answer of it That Caues and Wombie Vaultages of France Shall chide your Trespas and returne your Mock In second Accent of his Ordinance Dolph Say if my Father render faire returne It is against my will for I desire Nothing but Oddes with England To that end as matching to his Youth and Vanitie I did present him with the Paris-Balls Exe. Hee 'le make your Paris Louer shake for it Were it the Mistresse Court of mightie Europe And be assur'd you 'le find a diff'rence As we his Subiects haue in wonder found Betweene the promise of his greener dayes And these he masters now now he weighes Time Euen to the vtmost Graine that you shall reade In your owne Losses if he stay in France King To morrow shall you know our mind at full Flourish Exe. Dispatch vs with all speed least that our King Come here himselfe to question our delay For he is footed in this Land already King You shal be soone dispatcht with faire conditions A Night is but small breathe and little pawse To answer matters of this consequence Exeunt Actus Secundus Flourish Enter Chorus Thus with imagin'd wing our swift Scene flyes In motion of no lesse celeritie then that of Thought Suppose that you haue seene The well-appointed King at Douer Peer Embarke his Royaltie and his braue Fleet With silken Streamers the young Phebus fayning Play with your Fancies and in them behold Vpon the Hempen Tackle Ship-boyes climbing Heare the shrill Whistle which doth order giue To sounds confus'd behold the threaden Sayles Borne with th' inuisible and creeping Wind Draw the huge Bottomes through the furrowed Sea Bresting the loftie Surge O doe but thinke You stand vpon the Riuage and behold A Citie on th' inconstant Billowes dauncing For so appeares this Fleet Maiesticall Holding due course to Harflew Follow follow Grapple your minds to sternage of this Nauie And leaue your England as dead Mid-night still Guarded with Grandsires Babyes and old Women Eyther past or not arriu'd to pyth and puissance For who is he whose Chin is but enricht With one appearing Hayre that will not follow These cull'd and choyse-drawne Caualiers to France Worke worke your Thoughts and therein see a Siege Behold the Ordenance on their Carriages With fatall mouthes gaping on girded Harflew Suppose th' Embassador from the French comes back Tells Harry That the King doth offer him Katherine his Daughter and with her to Dowrie Some petty and vnprofitable Dukedomes The offer likes not and the nimble Gunner With Lynstock now the diuellish Cannon touches Alarum and Chambers goe off And downe goes all before them Still be kind And eech out our performance with your mind Exit Enter the King Exeter Bedford and Gloucester Alarum Scaling Ladders at Harflew King Once more vnto the Breach Deare friends once more Or close the Wall vp with our English dead In Peace there 's nothing so becomes a man As modest stillnesse and humilitie But when the blast of Warre blowes in our eares Then imitate the action of the Tyger Stiffen the sinewes commune vp the blood Disguise faire Nature with hard-fauour'd Rage Then lend the Eye a terrible aspect Let it pry through the portage of the Head Like the Brasse Cannon let the Brow o'rewhelme it As fearefully as doth a galled Rocke O're-hang and iutty his confounded Base Swill'd with the wild and wastfull Ocean Now set the Teeth and stretch the Nosthrill wide Hold hard the Breath and bend vp euery Spirit To his full height On on you Noblish English Whose blood is fet from Fathers of Warre-proofe Fathers that like so many Alexanders Haue in these parts from Morne till Euen fought And sheath'd their Swords for lack of argument Dishonour not your Mothers now attest That those whom you call'd Fathers did beget you Be Coppy now to me of grosser blood And teach them how to Warre And you good Yeomen Whose Lyms were made in England shew vs here The mettell of your Pasture let vs sweare That you are worth your breeding which I doubt not For there is none of you so meane and base That hath not Noble luster in your eyes I see you stand like Grey-hounds in the slips Straying vpon the Start The Game 's afoot Follow your Spirit and vpon this Charge Cry God for Harry England and S. George Alarum and Chambers goe off Enter Nim Bardolph Pistoll and Boy Bard. On on on on on to the breach to the breach Nim. 'Pray thee Corporall stay the Knocks are too hot and for mine owne part I haue not a Case of Liues the humor of it is too hot that is the very plaine-Song of it Pist The plaine-Song is most iust for humors doe abound Knocks goe and come Gods Vassals drop and dye and Sword and Shield in bloody Field doth winne immortall fame Boy Would I were in an Ale-house in London I would giue all my fame for a Pot of Ale and safetie Pist And I If wishes would preuayle with me my purpose should not fayle with me but thither would I high Boy As duly but not as truly as Bird doth sing on bough Enter Fluellen Flu. Vp to the breach you Dogges auaunt you Cullions Pist Be mercifull great Duke to men of Mould abate thy Rage abate thy manly Rage abate thy Rage great Duke Good Bawcock bate thy Rage vse lenitie sweet Chuck Nim. These be good humors your Honor wins bad humors Exit Boy As young as I am I haue obseru'd these three Swashers I am Boy to them all three but all they three though they would serue me could not be Man to me for indeed three such Antiques doe not amount to a man for Bardolph hee is white-liuer'd and red-fac'd by the meanes whereof a faces it out but fights not for Pistoll hee hath a killing Tongue and a quiet Sword by the meanes whereof a breakes Words and keepes whole Weapons for Nim hee hath heard that men of few Words are the best men and therefore hee scornes to say his Prayers lest a should be thought a Coward but his few bad Words are matcht with as few
you from the Bridge Flu. I assure you there is very excellent Seruices committed at the Bridge Gower Is the Duke of Exeter safe Flu. The Duke of Exeter is as magnanimous as Agamemnon and a man that I loue and honour with my soule and my heart and my dutie and my liue and my liuing and my vttermost power He is not God be praysed and blessed any hurt in the World but keepes the Bridge most valiantly with excellent discipline There is an aunchient Lieutenant there at the Pridge I thinke in my very conscience hee is as valiant a man as Marke Anthony and hee is a man of no estimation in the World but I did see him doe as gallant seruice Gower What doe you call him Flu. Hee is call'd aunchient Pistoll Gower I know him not Enter Pistoll Flu. Here is the man Pist Captaine I thee beseech to doe me fauours the Duke of Exeter doth loue thee well Flu. I I prayse God and I haue merited some loue at his hands Pist. Bardolph a Souldier firme and sound of heart and of buxome valour hath by cruell Fate and giddie Fortunes furious fickle Wheele that Goddesse blind that stands vpon the rolling restlesse Stone Flu. By your patience aunchient Pistoll Fortune is painted blinde with a Muffler afore his eyes to signifie to you that Fortune is blinde and shee is painted also with a Wheele to signifie to you which is the Morall of it that shee is turning and inconstant and mutabilitie and variation and her foot looke you is fixed vpon a Sphericall Stone which rowles and rowles and rowles in good truth the Poet makes a most excellent description of it Fortune is an excellent Morall Pist Fortune is Bardolphs foe and frownes on him for he hath stolne a Pax and hanged must a be a damned death let Gallowes gape for Dogge let Man goe free and let not Hempe his Wind-pipe suffocate but Exeter hath giuen the doome of death for Pax of little price Therefore goe speake the Duke will heare thy voyce and let not Bardolphs vitall thred bee cut with edge of Penny-Cord and vile reproach Speake Captaine for his Life and I will thee requite Flu. Aunchient Pistoll I doe partly vnderstand your meaning Pist Why then reioyce therefore Flu. Certainly Aunchient it is not a thing to reioyce at for if looke you he were my Brother I would desire the Duke to vse his good pleasure and put him to execution for discipline ought to be vsed Pist Dye and be dam'd and Figo for thy friendship Flu. It is well Pist The Figge of Spaine Exit Flu. Very good Gower Why this is an arrant counterfeit Rascall I remember him now a Bawd a Cut-purse Flu. I le assure you a vtt'red as praue words at the Pridge as you shall see in a Summers day but it is very well what he ha's spoke to me that is well I warrant you when time is serue Gower Why 't is a Gull a Foole a Rogue that now and then goes to the Warres to grace himselfe at his returne into London vnder the forme of a Souldier and such fellowes are perfit in the Great Commanders Names and they will learne you by rote where Seruices were done at such and such a Sconce at such a Breach at such a Conuoy who came off brauely who was shot who disgrac'd what termes the Enemy stood on and this they conne perfitly in the phrase of Warre which they tricke vp with new-tuned Oathes and what a Beard of the Generalls Cut and a horride Sute of the Campe will doe among foming Bottles and Ale-washt Wits is wonderfull to be thought on but you must learne to know such slanders of the age or else you may be maruellously mistooke Flu. I tell you what Captaine Gower I doe perceiue hee is not the man that hee would gladly make shew to the World hee is if I finde a hole in his Coat I will tell him my minde hearke you the King is comming and I must speake with him from the Pridge Drum and Colours Enter the King and his poore Souldiers Flu. God plesse your Maiestie King How now Fluellen cam'st thou from the Bridge Flu. I so please your Maiestie The Duke of Exeter ha's very gallantly maintain'd the Pridge the French is gone off looke you and there is gallant and most praue passages marry th' athuersarie was haue possession of the Pridge but he is enforced to retyre and the Duke of Exeter is Master of the Pridge I can tell your Maiestie the Duke is a praue man King What men haue you lost Fluellen Flu. The perdition of th' athuersarie hath beene very great reasonnable great marry for my part I thinke the Duke hath lost neuer a man but one that is like to be executed for robbing a Church one Bardolph if your Maiestie know the man his face is all bubukles and whelkes and knobs and flames a fire and his lippes blowes at his nose and it is like a coale of fire sometimes plew and sometimes red but his nose is executed and his fire 's out King Wee would haue all such offendors so cut off and we giue expresse charge that in our Marches through the Countrey there be nothing compell'd from the Villages nothing taken but pay'd for none of the French vpbrayded or abused in disdainefull Language for when Leuitie and Crueltie play for a Kingdome the gentler Gamester is the soonest winner Tucket Enter Mountioy Mountioy You know me by my habit King Well then I know thee what shall I know of thee Mountioy My Masters mind King Vnfold it Mountioy Thus sayes my King Say thou to Harry of England Though we seem'd dead we did but sleepe Aduantage is a better Souldier then rashnesse Tell him wee could haue rebuk'd him at Harflewe but that wee thought not good to bruise an iniurie till it were full ripe Now wee speake vpon our Q. and our voyce is imperiall England shall repent his folly see his weakenesse and admire our sufferance Bid him therefore consider of his ransome which must proportion the losses we haue borne the subiects we haue lost the disgrace we haue digested which in weight to re-answer his pettinesse would bow vnder For our losses his Exchequer is too poore for th' effusion of our bloud the Muster of his Kingdome too faint a number and for our disgrace his owne person kneeling at our feet but a weake and worthlesse satisfaction To this adde defiance and tell him for conclusion he hath betrayed his followers whose condemnation is pronounc't So farre my King and Master so much my Office King What is thy name I know thy qualitie Mount Mountioy King Thou doo'st thy Office fairely Turne thee back And tell thy King I doe not seeke him now But could be willing to march on to Callice Without impeachment for to say the sooth Though 't is no wisdome to confesse so much Vnto an enemie of Craft and Vantage My people are with sicknesse much enfeebled My numbers
return'd againe That dog'd the mighty Army of the Dolphin Mess They are return'd my Lord and giue it out That he is march'd to Burdeaux with his power To fight with Talbot as he march'd along By your espyals were discouered Two mightier Troopes then that the Dolphin led Which ioyn'd with him and made their march for Burdeaux Yorke A plague vpon that Villaine Somerset That thus delayes my promised supply Of horsemen that were leuied for this siege Renowned Talbot doth expect my ayde And I am lowted by a Traitor Villaine And cannot helpe the noble Cheualier God comfort him in this necessity If he miscarry farewell Warres in France Enter another Messenger 2. Mes Thou Princely Leader of our English strength Neuer so needfull on the earth of France Spurre to the rescue of the Noble Talbot Who now is girdled with a waste of Iron And hem'd about with grim destruction To Burdeaux warlike Duke to Burdeaux Yorke Else farwell Talbot France and Englands honor Yorke O God that Somerset who in proud heart Doth stop my Cornets were in Talbots place So should wee saue a valiant Gentleman By forteyting a Traitor and a Coward Mad ire and wrathfull fury makes me weepe That thus we dye while remisse Traitors sleepe Mes O send some succour to the distrest Lord. Yorke He dies we loose I breake my warlike word We mourne France smiles We loose they dayly get All long of this vile Traitor Somerset Mes Then God take mercy on braue Talbots soule And on his Sonne yong Iohn who two houres since I met in trauaile toward his warlike Father This seuen yeeres did not Talbot see his sonne And now they meete where both their liues are done Yorke Alas what ioy shall noble Talbot haue To bid his yong sonne welcome to his Graue Away vexation almost stoppes my breath That sundred friends greete in the houre of death Lucie farewell no more my fortune can But curse the cause I cannot ayde the man Maine Bloys Poytiers and Toures are wonne away Long all of Somerset and his delay Exit Mes Thus while the Vulture of sedition Feedes in the bosome of such great Commanders Sleeping neglection doth betray to losse The Conquest of our scarse-cold Conqueror That euer-liuing man of Memorie Henrie the fift Whiles they each other crosse Liues Honours Lands and all hurrie to losse Enter Somerset with his Armie Som. It is too late I cannot send them now This expedition was by Yorke and Talbot Too rashly plotted All our generall force Might with a sally of the very Towne Be buckled with the ouer-daring Talbot Hath sullied all his glosse of former Honor By this vnheedfull desperate wilde aduenture Yorke set him on to fight and dye in shame That Talbot dead great Yorke might beare the name Cap. Heere is Sir William Lucie who with me Set from our ore-matcht forces forth for ayde Som. How now Sir William whether were you sent Lu. Whether my Lord from bought sold L. Talbot Who ring'd about with bold aduersitie Cries out for noble Yorke and Somerset To beate assayling death from his weake Regions And whiles the honourable Captaine there Drops bloody swet from his warre-wearied limbes And in aduantage lingring lookes for rescue You his false hopes the trust of Englands honor Keepe off aloofe with worthlesse emulation Let not your priuate discord keepe away The leuied succours that should lend him ayde While he renowned Noble Gentleman Yeeld vp his life vnto a world of oddes Orleance the Bastard Charles Burgundie Alanson Reignard compasse him about And Talbot perisheth by your default Som. Yorke set him on Yorke should haue sent him ayde Luc. And Yorke as fast vpon your Grace exclaimes Swearing that you with-hold his leuied hoast Collected for this expidition Som. York lyes He might haue sent had the Horse I owe him little Dutie and lesse Loue And take foule scorne to fawne on him by sending Lu. The fraud of England not the force of France Hath now intrapt the Noble-minded Talbot Neuer to England shall he beare his life But dies betraid to fortune by your strife Som. Come go I will dispatch the Horsemen strait Within sixe houres they will be at his ayde Lu. Too late comes rescue he is tane or slaine For flye he could not if he would haue fled And flye would Talbot neuer though he might Som. If he be dead braue Talbot then adieu Lu. His Fame liues in the world His Shame in you Exeunt Enter Talbot and his Sonne Tal. O yong Iohn Talbot I did send for thee To tutor thee in stratagems of Warre That Talbots name might be in thee reuiu'd When saplesse Age and weake vnable limbes Should bring thy Father to his drooping Chaire But O malignant and ill-boading Starres Now thou art come vnto a Feast of death A terrible and vnauoyded danger Therefore deere Boy mount on my swiftest horse And I le direct thee how thou shalt escape By sodaine flight Come dally not be gone Iohn Is my name Talbot and am I your Sonne And shall I flye O if you loue my Mother Dishonor not her Honorable Name To make a Bastard and a Slaue of me The World will say he is not Talbots blood That basely fled when Noble Talbot stood Talb. Flye to reuenge my death if I be slaine Iohn He that flyes so will ne're returne againe Talb. If we both stay we both are sure to dye Iohn Then let me stay and Father doe you flye Your losse is great so your regard should be My worth vnknowne no losse is knowne in me Vpon my death the French can little boast In yours they will in you all hopes are lost Flight cannot stayne the Honor you haue wonne But mine it will that no Exploit haue done You fled for Vantage euery one will sweare But if I bow they 'le say it was for feare There is no hope that euer I will stay If the first howre I shrinke and run away Here on my knee I begge Mortalitie Rather then Life preseru'd with Infamie Talb. Shall all thy Mothers hopes lye in one Tombe Iohn I rather then I le shame my Mothers Wombe Talb. Vpon my Blessing I command thee goe Iohn To fight I will but not to flye the Foe Talb. Part of thy Father may be sau'd in thee Iohn No part of him but will be shame in mee Talb. Thou neuer hadst Renowne nor canst not lose it Iohn Yes your renowned Name shall flight abuse it Talb. Thy Fathers charge shal cleare thee from y t staine Iohn You cannot witnesse for me being slaine If Death be so apparant then both flye Talb. And leaue my followers here to fight and dye My Age was neuer tainted with such shame Iohn And shall my Youth be guiltie of such blame No more can I be seuered from your side Then can your selfe your selfe in twaine diuide Stay goe doe what you will the like doe I For liue I will not if my Father dye Talb. Then here I take
you all Florish Suf. My Lord Protector so it please your Grace Heere are the Articles of contracted peace Betweene our Soueraigne and the French King Charles For eighteene moneths concluded by consent Clo. Reads Inprimis It is agreed betweene the French K. Charles and William de la Pole Marquesse of Suffolke Ambassador for Henry King of England That the said Henry shal espouse the Lady Margaret daughter vnto Reignier King of Naples Sicillia and Ierusalem and Crowne her Queene of England ere the thirtieth of May next ensuing Item That the Dutchy of Aniou and the County of Main shall be released and deliuered to the King her father King Vnkle how now Glo. Pardon me gracious Lord Some sodaine qualme hath strucke me at the heart And dim'd mine eyes that I can reade no further King Vnckle of Winchester I pray read on Win. Item It is further agreed betweene them That the Dutchesse of Aniou and Maine shall be released and deliuered ouer to the King her Father and shee sent ouer of the King of Englands owne proper Cost and Charges without hauing any Dowry King They please vs well Lord Marques kneel down We heere create thee the first Duke of Suffolke And girt thee with the Sword Cosin of Yorke We heere discharge your Grace from being Regent I' th parts of France till terme of eighteene Moneths Be full expyr'd Thankes Vncle Winchester Gloster Yorke Buckingham Somerset Salisburie and Warwicke We thanke you all for this great fauour done In entertainment to my Princely Queene Come let vs in and with all speede prouide To see her Coronation be perform'd Exit King Queene and Suffolke Manet the rest Glo. Braue Peeres of England Pillars of the State To you Duke Humfrey must vnload his greefe Your greefe the common greefe of all the Land What did my brother Henry spend his youth His valour coine and people in the warres Did he so often lodge in open field In Winters cold and Summers parching heate To conquer France his true inheritance And did my brother Bedford toyle his wits To keepe by policy what Henrie got Haue you your selues Somerset Buckingham Braue Yorke Salisbury and victorious Warwicke Receiud deepe scarres in France and Normandie Or hath mine Vnckle Beauford and my selfe With all the Learned Counsell of the Realme Studied so long sat in the Councell house Early and late debating too and fro How France and Frenchmen might be kept in awe And hath his Highnesse in his infancie Crowned in Paris in despight of foes And shall these Labours and these Honours dye Shall Henries Conquest Bedfords vigilance Your Deeds of Warre and all our Counsell dye O Peeres of England shamefull is this League Fatall this Marriage cancelling your Fame Blotting your names from Bookes of memory Racing the Charracters of your Renowne Defacing Monuments of Conquer'd France Vndoing all as all had neuer bin Car. Nephew what meanes this passionate discourse This preroration with such circumstance For France 't is ours and we will keepe it still Glo. I Vnckle we will keepe it if we can But now it is impossible we should Suffolke the new made Duke that rules the rost Hath giuen the Dutchy of Aniou and Mayne Vnto the poore King Reignier whose large style Agrees not with the leannesse of his purse Sal. Now by the death of him that dyed for all These Counties were the Keyes of Normandie But wherefore weepes Warwicke my valiant sonne War For greefe that they are past recouerie For were there hope to conquer them againe My sword should shed hot blood mine eyes no teares Aniou and Maine My selfe did win them both Those Prouinces these Armes of mine did conquer And are the Citties that I got with wounds Deliuer'd vp againe with peacefull words Mort Dieu Yorke For Suffolkes Duke may he be suffocate That dims the Honor of this Warlike Isle France should haue torne and rent my very hart Before I would haue yeelded to this League I neuer read but Englands Kings haue had Large summes of Gold and Dowries with their wiues And our King Henry giues away his owne To match with her that brings no vantages Hum. A proper iest and neuer heard before That Suffolke should demand a whole Fifteenth For Costs and Charges in transporting her She should haue staid in France and steru'd in France Before Car. My Lord of Gloster now ye grow too hot It was the pleasure of my Lord the King Hum. My Lord of Winchester I know your minde 'T is not my speeches that you do mislike But 't is my presence that doth trouble ye Rancour will out proud Prelate in thy face I see thy furie If I longer stay We shall begin our ancient bickerings Lordings farewell and say when I am gone I prophesied France will be lost ere long Exit Humfrey Car. So there goes our Protector in a rage 'T is knowne to you he is mine enemy Nay more an enemy vnto you all And no great friend I feare me to the King Consider Lords he is the next of blood And heyre apparant to the English Crowne Had Henrie got an Empire by his marriage And all the wealthy Kingdomes of the West There 's reason he should be displeas'd at it Looke to it Lords let not his smoothing words Bewitch your hearts be wise and circumspect What though the common people fauour him Calling him Humfrey the good Duke of Gloster Clapping their hands and crying with loud voyce Iesu maintaine your Royall Excellence With God preserue the good Duke Humfrey I feare me Lords for all this flattering glosse He will be found a dangerous Protector Buc. Why should he then protect our Soueraigne He being of age to gouerne of himselfe Cosin of Somerset ioyne you with me And altogether with the Duke of Suffolke Wee 'l quickly hoyse Duke Humfrey from his seat Car. This weighty businesse will not brooke delay I le to the Duke of Suffolke presently Exit Cardinall Som. Cosin of Buckingham though Humfries pride And greatnesse of his place be greefe to vs Yet let vs watch the haughtie Cardinall His insolence is more intollerable Then all the Princes in the Land beside If Gloster be displac'd hee 'l be Protector Buc. Or thou or I Somerset will be Protectors Despite Duke Humfrey or the Cardinall Exit Buckingham and Somerset Sal. Pride went before Ambition followes him While these do labour for their owne preferment Behooues it vs to labor for the Realme I neuer saw but Humfrey Duke of Gloster Did beare him like a Noble Gentleman Oft haue I seene the haughty Cardinall More like a Souldier then a man o' th' Church As stout and proud as he were Lord of all Sweare like a Ruffian and demeane himselfe Vnlike the Ruler of a Common-weale Warwicke my sonne the comfort of my age Thy deeds thy plainnesse and thy house-keeping Hath wonne the greatest fauour of the Commons Excepting none but good Duke Humfrey And Brother Yorke thy Acts in Ireland In bringing them to ciuill
Discipline Thy late exploits done in the heart of France When thou wert Regent for our Soueraigne Haue made thee fear'd and honor'd of the people Ioyne we together for the publike good In what we can to bridle and suppresse The pride of Suffolke and the Cardinall With Somersets and Buckinghams Ambition And as we may cherish Duke Humfries deeds While they do tend the profit of the Land War So God helpe Warwicke as he loues the Land And common profit of his Countrey Yor. And so sayes Yorke For he hath greatest cause Salisbury Then le ts make hast away And looke vnto the maine Warwicke Vnto the maine Oh Father Maine is lost That Maine which by maine force Warwicke did winne And would haue kept so long as breath did last Main-chance father you meant but I meant Maine Which I will win from France or else be slaine Exit Warwicke and Salisbury Manet Yorke Yorke Aniou and Maine are giuen to the French Paris is lost the state of Normandie Stands on a tickle point now they are gone Suffolke concluded on the Articles The Peeres agreed and Henry was well pleas'd To change two Dukedomes for a Dukes faire daughter I cannot blame them all what is' t to them 'T is thine they giue away and not their owne Pirates may make cheape penyworths of their pillage And purchase Friends and giue to Curtezans Still reuelling like Lords till all be gone While as the silly Owner of the goods Weepes ouer them and wrings his haplesse hands And shakes his head and trembling stands aloofe While all is shar'd and all is borne away Ready to sterue and dare not touch his owne So Yorke must sit and fret and bite his tongue While his owne Lands are bargain'd for and sold Me thinkes the Realmes of England France Ireland Beare that proportion to my flesh and blood As did the fatall brand Althaea burnt Vnto the Princes heart of Calidon Aniou and Maine both giuen vnto the French Cold newes for me for I had hope of France Euen as I haue of fertile Englands soile A day will come when Yorke shall claime his owne And therefore I will take the Neuils parts And make a shew of loue to proud Duke Humfrey And when I spy aduantage claime the Crowne For that 's the Golden marke I seeke to hit Nor shall proud Lancaster vsurpe my right Nor hold the Scepter in his childish Fist Nor weare the Diadem vpon his head Whose Church-like humors fits not for a Crowne Then Yorke be still a-while till time do serue Watch thou and wake when others be asleepe To prie into the secrets of the State Till Henrie surfetting in ioyes of loue With his new Bride Englands deere bought Queen And Humfrey with the Peeres be falne at iarres Then will I raise aloft the Milke-white-Rose With whose sweet smell the Ayre shall be perfum'd And in in my Standard beare the Armes of Yorke To grapple with the house of Lancaster And force perforce I le make him yeeld the Crowne Whose bookish Rule hath pull'd faire England downe Exit Yorke Enter Duke Humfrey and his wife Elianor Elia. Why droopes my Lord like ouer-ripen'd Corn Hanging the head at Ceres plenteous load Why doth the Great Duke Humfrey knit his browes As frowning at the Fauours of the world Why are thine eyes fixt to the sullen earth Gazing on that which seemes to dimme thy sight What seest thou there King Henries Diadem Inchac'd with all the Honors of the world If so Gaze on and grouell on thy face Vntill thy head be circled with the same Put forth thy hand reach at the glorious Gold What is' t too short I le lengthen it with mine And hauing both together heau'd it vp Wee 'l both together lift our heads to heauen And neuer more abase our sight so low As to vouchsafe one glance vnto the ground Hum. O Nell sweet Nell if thou dost loue thy Lord Banish the Canker of ambitious thoughts And may that thought when I imagine ill Against my King and Nephew vertuous Henry Be my last breathing in this mortall world My troublous dreames this night doth make me sad Eli. What dream'd my Lord tell me and I le requite it With sweet rehearsall of my mornings dreame Hum. Me thought this staffe mine Office-badge in Court Was broke in twaine by whom I haue forgot But as I thinke it was by ' th Cardinall And on the peeces of the broken Wand Were plac'd the heads of Edmond Duke of Somerset And William de la Pole first Duke of Suffolke This was my dreame what it doth bode God knowes Eli. Tut this was nothing but an argument That he that breakes a sticke of Glosters groue Shall loose his head for his presumption But list to me my Humfrey my sweete Duke Me thought I sate in Seate of Maiesty In the Cathedrall Church of Westminster And in that Chaire where Kings Queens wer crownd Where Henrie and Dame Margaret kneel'd to me And on my head did set the Diadem Hum. Nay Elinor then must I chide outright Presumptuous Dame ill-nurter'd Elianor Art thou not second Woman in the Realme And the Protectors wife belou'd of him Hast thou not worldly pleasure at command Aboue the reach or compasse of thy thought And wilt thou still be hammering Treachery To tumble downe thy husband and thy selfe From top of Honor to Disgraces feete Away from me and let me heare no more Elia. What what my Lord Are you so chollericke With Elianor for telling but her dreame Next time I le keepe my dreames vnto my selfe And not be check'd Hum. Nay be not angry I am pleas'd againe Enter Messenger Mess My Lord Protector 't is his Highnes pleasure You do prepare to ride vnto S. Albons Where as the King and Queene do meane to Hawke Hu. I go Come Nel thou wilt ride with vs Ex. Hum Eli. Yes my good Lord I le follow presently Follow I must I cannot go before While Gloster beares this base and humble minde Were I a Man a Duke and next of blood I would remoue these tedious stumbling blockes And smooth my way vpon their headlesse neckes And being a woman I will not be slacke To play my part in Fortunes Pageant Where are you there Sir Iohn nay feare not man We are alone here 's none but thee I. Enter Hume Hume Iesus preserue your Royall Maiesty Elia. What saist thou Maiesty I am but Grace Hume But by the grace of God and Humes aduice Your Graces Title shall be multiplied Elia. What saist thou man Hast thou as yet confer'd With Margerie Iordane the cunning Witch With Roger Bollingbrooke the Coniuter And will they vndertake to do me good Hume This they haue promised to shew your Highnes A Spirit rais'd from depth of vnder ground That shall make answere to such Questions As by your Grace shall be propounded him Elianor It is enough I le thinke vpon the Questions When from Saint Albones we doe make returne
Wee 'le see these things effected to the full Here Hume take this reward make merry man With thy Confederates in this weightie cause Exit Elianor Hume Hume must make merry with the Duchesse Gold Marry and shall but how now Sir Iohn Hume Seale vp your Lips and giue no words but Mum The businesse asketh silent secrecie Dame Elianor giues Gold to bring the Witch Gold cannot come amisse were she a Deuill Yet haue I Gold flyes from another Coast I dare not say from the rich Cardinall And from the great and new-made Duke of Suffolke Yet I doe finde it so for to be plaine They knowing Dame Elianors aspiring humor Haue hyred me to vnder-mine the Duchesse And buzze these Coniurations in her brayne They say A craftie Knaue do's need no Broker Yet am I Suffolke and the Cardinalls Broker Hume if you take not heed you shall goe neere To call them both a payre of craftie Knaues Well so it stands and thus I feare at last Humes Knauerie will be the Duchesse Wracke And her Attainture will be Humphreyes fall Sort how it will I shall haue Gold for all Exit Enter three or foure Petitioners the Armorers Man being one 1. Pet. My Masters let 's stand close my Lord Protector will come this way by and by and then wee may deliuer our Supplications in the Quill 2. Pet. Marry the Lord protect him for hee 's a good man Iesu blesse him Enter Suffolke and Queene Peter Here a comes me thinkes and the Queene with him I le be the first sure 2. Pet. Come backe foole this is the Duke of Suffolk and not my Lord Protector Suff. How now fellow would'st any thing with me 1. Pet. I pray my Lord pardon me I tooke ye for my Lord Protector Queene To my Lord Protector Are your Supplications to his Lordship Let me see them what is thine 1. Pet. Mine is and 't please your Grace against Iohn Goodman my Lord Cardinals Man for keeping my House and Lands and Wife and all from me Suff. Thy Wife too that 's some Wrong indeede What 's yours What 's heere Against the Duke of Suffolke for enclosing the Commons of Melforde How now Sir Knaue 2. Pet. Alas Sir I am but a poore Petitioner of our whole Towneship Peter Against my Master Thomas Horner for saying That the Duke of Yorke was rightfull Heire to the Crowne Queene What say'st thou Did the Duke of Yorke say hee was rightfull Heire to the Crowne Peter That my Mistresse was No forsooth my Master said That he was and that the King was an Vsurper Suff. Who is there Enter Seruant Take this fellow in and send for his Master with a Purseuant presently wee 'le heare more of your matter before the King Exit Queene And as for you that loue to be protected Vnder the Wings of our Protectors Grace Begin your Suites anew and sue to him Teare the Supplication Away base Cullions Suffolke let them goe All. Come let 's be gone Exit Queene My Lord of Suffolke say is this the guise Is this the Fashions in the Court of England Is this the Gouernment of Britaines Ile And this the Royaltie of Albions King What shall King Henry be a Pupill still Vnder the surly Glosters Gouernance Am I a Queene in Title and in Stile And must be made a Subiect to a Duke I tell thee Poole when in the Citie Tours Thou ran'st aâ—tilt in honor of my Loue And stol'st away the Ladies hearts of France I thought King Henry had resembled thee In Courage Courtship and Proportion But all his minde is bent to Holinesse To number Aue-Maries on his Beades His Champions are the Prophets and Apostles His Weapons holy Sawes of sacred Writ His Studie is his Tilt-yard and his Loues Are brazen Images of Canonized Saints I would the Colledge of the Cardinalls Would chuse him Pope and carry him to Rome And set the Triple Crowne vpon his Head That were a State fit for his Holinesse Suff. Madame be patient as I was cause Your Highnesse came to England so will I In England worke your Graces full content Queene Beside the haughtie Protector haue we Beauford The imperious Churchman Somerset Buckingham And grumbling Yorke and not the least of these But can doe more in England then the King Suff. And he of these that can doe most of all Cannot doe more in England then the Neuils Salisbury and Warwick are no simple Peeres Queene Not all these Lords do vex me halfe so much As that prowd Dame the Lord Protectors Wife She sweepes it through the Court with troups of Ladies More like an Empresse then Duke Humphreyes Wife Strangers in Court doe take her for the Queene She beares a Dukes Reuenewes on her backe And in her heart she scornes our Pouertie Shall I not liue to be aueng'd on her Contemptuous base-borne Callot as she is She vaunted ' mongst her Minions t' other day The very trayne of her worst wearing Gowne Was better worth then all my Fathers Lands Till Suffolke gaue two Dukedomes for his Daughter Suff. Madame my selfe haue lym'd a Bush for her And plac't a Quier of such enticing Birds That she will light to listen to the Layes And neuer mount to trouble you againe So let her rest and Madame list to me For I am bold to counsaile you in this Although we fancie not the Cardinall Yet must we ioyne with him and with the Lords Till we haue brought Duke Humphrey in disgrace As for the Duke of Yorke this late Complaint Will make but little for his benefit So one by one wee 'le weed them all at last And you your selfe shall steere the happy Helme Exit Sound a Sennet Enter the King Duke Humfrey Cardinall Buckingham Yorke Salisbury Warwicke and the Duchesse King For my part Noble Lords I care not which Or Somerset or Yorke all 's one to me Yorke If Yorke haue ill demean'd himselfe in France Then let him be denay'd the Regent-ship Som. If Somerset be vnworthy of the Place Let Yorke be Regent I will yeeld to him Warw. Whether your Grace be worthy yea or no Dispute not that Yorke is the worthyer Card. Ambitious Warwicke let thy betters speake Warw. The Cardinall 's not my better in the field Buck. All in this presence are thy betters Warwicke Warw. Warwicke may liue to be the best of all Salisb. Peace Sonne and shew some reason Buckingham Why Somerset should be preferr'd in this Queene Because the King forsooth will haue it so Humf. Madame the King is old enough himselfe To giue his Censure These are no Womens matters Queene If he be old enough what needs your Grace To be Protector of his Excellence Humf. Madame I am Protector of the Realme And at his pleasure will resigne my Place Suff. Resigne it then and leaue thine insolence Since thou wert King as who is King but thou The Common-wealth hath dayly run to wrack The Dolphin hath preuayl'd beyond the Seas And all the Peeres and
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
Suf. Pine gelidus timor occupat artus it is thee I feare Wal. Thou shalt haue cause to feare before I leaue thee What are ye danted now Now will ye stoope 1. Gent. My gracious Lord intreat him speak him fair Suf. Suffolkes Imperiall tongue is sterne and rough Vs'd to command vntaught to pleade for fauour Farre be it we should honor such as these With humble suite no rather let my head Stoope to the blocke then these knees bow to any Saue to the God of heauen and to my King And sooner dance vpon a bloody pole Then stand vncouer'd to the Vulgar Groome True Nobility is exempt from feare More can I beare then you dare execute Lieu. Hale him away and let him talke no more Come Souldiers shew what cruelty ye can Suf. That this my death may neuer be forgot Great men oft dye by vilde Bezonions A Romane Sworder and Bandetto slaue Murder'd sweet Tully Bruim Bastard hand Stab'd Iulius Caesar Sauage Islanders Pompey the Great and Suffolke dyes by Pyrats Exit Water with Suffolke Lieu. And as for these whose ransome we haue set It is our pleasure one of them depart Therefore come you with vs and let him go Exit Lieutenant and the rest Manet the first Gent. Enter Walter with the body Wal. There let his head and liuelesse bodie lye Vntill the Queene his Mistris bury it Exit Walter 1. Gent. O barbarous and bloudy spectacle His body will I beare vnto the King If he reuenge it not yet will his Friends So will the Queene that liuing held him deere Enter Beuis and Iohn Holland Beuis Come and get thee a sword though made of a Lath they haue bene vp these two dayes Hol. They haue the more neede to sleepe now then Beuis I tell thee Iacke Cade the Cloathier meanes to dresse the Common-wealth and turne it and set a new nap vpon it Hol. So he had need for 't is thred-bare Well I say it was neuer merrie world in England since Gentlemen came vp Beuis O miserable Age Vertue is not regarded in Handy-crafts men Hol. The Nobilitie thinke scorne to goe in Leather Aprons Beuis Nay more the Kings Councell are no good Workemen Hol. True and yet it is said Labour in thy Vocation which is as much to say as let the Magistrates be labouring men and therefore should we be Magistrates Beuis Thou hast hit it for there 's no better signe of a braue minde then a hard hand Hol. I see them I see them There 's Bests Sonne the Tanner of Wingham Beuis Hee shall haue the skinnes of our enemies to make Dogges Leather of Hol. And Dicke the Butcher Beuis Then is sin strucke downe like an Oxe and iniquities throate cut like a Calfe Hol. And Smith the Weauer Beu Argo their thred of life is spun Hol. Come come let 's fall in with them Drumme Enter Cade Dicke Butcher Smith the Weauer and a Sawyer with infinite numbers Cade Wee Iohn Cade so tearm'd of our supposed Father But. Or rather of stealing a Cade of Herrings Cade For our enemies shall faile before vs inspired with the spirit of putting down Kings and Princes Command silence But. Silence Cade My Father was a Mortimer But. He was an honest man and a good Bricklayer Cade My mother a Plantagenet Butch I knew her well she was a Midwife Cade My wife descended of the Lacies But. She was indeed a Pedlers daughter sold many Laces Weauer But now of late not able to trauell with her furr'd Packe she washes buckes here at home Cade Therefore am I of an honorable house But. I by my faith the field is honourable and there was he borne vnder a hedge for his Father had neuer a house but the Cage Cade Valiant I am Weauer A must needs for beggery is valiant Cade I am able to endure much But. No question of that for I haue seene him whipt three Market dayes together Cade I feare neither sword nor fire Wea. He neede not feare the sword for his Coate is of proofe But. But me thinks he should stand in feare of fire being burnt i' th hand for stealing of Sheepe Cade Be braue then for your Captaine is Braue and Vowes Reformation There shall be in England seuen halfe peny Loaues sold for a peny the three hoop'd pot shall haue ten hoopes and I wil make it Fellony to drink small Beere All the Realme shall be in Common and in Cheapside shall my Palfrey go to grasse and when I am King as King I will be All. God saue your Maiesty Cade I thanke you good people There shall bee no mony all shall eate and drinke on my score and I will apparrell them all in one Liuery that they may agree like Brothers and worship me their Lord. But. The first thing we do let 's kill all the Lawyers Cade Nay that I meane to do Is not this a lamentable thing that of the skin of an innocent Lambe should be made Parchment that Parchment being scribeld ore should vndoe a man Some say the Bee stings but I say 't is the Bees waxe for I did but seale once to a thing and I was neuer mine owne man since How now Who 's there Enter a Clearke Weauer The Clearke of Chartam hee can write and reade and cast accompt Cade O monstrous Wea. We tooke him setting of boyes Copies Cade Here 's a Villaine Wea. Ha's a Booke in his pocket with red Letters in 't Cade Nay then he is a Coniurer But. Nay he can make Obligations and write Court hand Cade I am sorry for 't The man is a proper man of mine Honour vnlesse I finde him guilty he shall not die Come hither sirrah I must examine thee What is thy name Clearke Emanuell But. They vse to writ it on the top of Letters 'T will go hard with you Cade Let me alone Dost thou vse to write thy name Or hast thou a marke to thy selfe like a honest plain dealing man Clearke Sir I thanke God I haue bin so well brought vp that I can write my name All. He hath confest away with him he 's a Villaine and a Traitor Cade Away with him I say Hang him with his Pen and Inke-horne about his necke Exit one with the Clearke Enter Michael Mich. Where 's our Generall Cade Heere I am thou particular fellow Mich. Fly fly fly Sir Humfrey Stafford and his brother are hard by with the Kings Forces Cade Stand villaine stand or I le fell thee downe he shall be encountred with a man as good as himselfe He is but a Knight is a Mich. No. Cade To equall him I will make my selfe a knight presently Rise vp Sir Iohn Mortimer Now haue at him Enter Sir Humfrey Stafford and his Brother with Drum and Soldiers Staf. Rebellious Hinds the filth and scum of Kent Mark'd for the Gallowes Lay your Weapons downe Home to your Cottages forsake this Groome The King is mercifull if you reuolt Bro. But angry wrathfull and inclin'd
climb'd into this Garden to see if I can eate Grasse or picke a Sallet another while which is not amisse to coole a mans stomacke this hot weather and I think this word Sallet was borne to do me good for many a time but for a Sallet my braine-pan had bene cleft with a brown Bill and many a time when I haue beene dry brauely marching it hath seru'd me insteede of a quart pot to drinke in and now the word Sallet must serue me to feed on Enter Iden Iden Lord who would liue turmoyled in the Court And may enioy such quiet walkes as these This small inheritance my Father left me Contenteth me and worth a Monarchy I seeke not to waxe great by others warning Or gather wealth I care not with what enuy Sufficeth that I haue maintaines my state And sends the poore well pleased from my gate Cade Heere 's the Lord of the soile come to seize me for a stray for entering his Fee-simple without leaue A Villaine thou wilt betray me and get a 1000. Crownes of the King by carrying my head to him but I le make thee eate Iron like an Ostridge and swallow my Sword like a great pin ere thou and I part Iden Why rude Companion whatsoere thou be I know thee not why then should I betray thee Is' t not enough to breake into my Garden And like a Theefe to come to rob my grounds Climbing my walles inspight of me the Owner But thou wilt braue me with these sawcie termes Cade Braue thee I by the best blood that euer was broach'd and beard thee to Looke on mee well I haue eate no meate these fiue dayes yet come thou and thy fiue men and if I doe not leaue you all as dead as a doore naile I pray God I may neuer eate grasse more Iden Nay it shall nere be said while England stands That Alexander Iden an Esquire of Kent Tooke oddes to combate a poore famisht man Oppose thy stedfast gazing eyes to mine See if thou canst out-face me with thy lookes Set limbe to limbe and thou art farre the lesser Thy hand is but a finger to my fist Thy legge a sticke compared with this Truncheon My foote shall fight with all the strength thou hast And if mine arme be heaued in the Ayre Thy graue is digg'd already in the earth As for words whose greatnesse answer's words Let this my sword report what speech forbeares Cade By my Valour the most compleate Champion that euer I heard Steele if thou turne the edge or cut not out the burly bon'd Clowne in chines of Beefe ere thou sleepe in thy Sheath I beseech Ioue on my knees thou mayst be turn'd to Hobnailes Heere they Fight O I am slaine Famine and no other hath slaine me let ten thousand diuelles come against me and giue me but the ten meales I haue lost and I 'de defie them all Wither Garden and be henceforth a burying place to all that do dwell in this house because the vnconquered soule of Cade is fled Iden Is' t Cade that I haue slain that monstrous traitor Sword I will hallow thee for this thy deede And hang thee o're my Tombe when I am dead Ne're shall this blood be wiped from thy point But thou shalt weare it as a Heralds coate To emblaze the Honor that thy Master got Cade Iden farewell and be proud of thy victory Tell Kent from me she hath lost her best man and exhort all the World to be Cowards For I that neuer feared any am vanquished by Famine not by Valour Dyes Id. How much thou wrong'st me heauen be my iudge Die damned Wretch the curse of her that bare thee And as I thrust thy body in with my sword So wish I I might thrust thy soule to hell Hence will I dragge thee headlong by the heeles Vnto a dunghill which shall be thy graue And there cut off thy most vngracious head Which I will beare in triumph to the King Leauing thy trunke for Crowes to feed vpon Exit Enter Yorke and his Army of Irish with Drum and Colours Yor. From Ireland thus comes York to claim his right And plucke the Crowne from feeble Henries head Ring Belles alowd burne Bonfires cleare and bright To entertaine great Englands lawfull King Ah Sancta Maiestas who would not buy thee deere Let them obey that knowes not how to Rule This hand was made to handle nought but Gold I cannot giue due action to my words Except a Sword or Scepter ballance it A Scepter shall it haue haue I a soule On which I le tosse the Fleure-de-Luce of France Enter Buckingham Whom haue we heere Buckingham to disturbe me The king hath sent him sure I must dissemble Buc. Yorke if thou meanest wel I greet thee well Yor. Humfrey of Buckingham I accept thy greeting Art thou a Messenger or come of pleasure Buc. A Messenger from Henry our dread Liege To know the reason of these Armes in peace Or why thou being a Subiect as I am Against thy Oath and true Allegeance sworne Should raise so great a power without his leaue Or dare to bring thy Force so neere the Court Yor. Scarse can I speake my Choller is so great Oh I could hew vp Rockes and fight with Flint I am so angry at these abiect tearmes And now like Aiax Telamonius On Sheepe or Oxen could I spend my furie I am farre better borne then is the king More like a King more Kingly in my thoughts But I must make faire weather yet a while Till Henry be more weake and I more strong Buckingham I prethee pardon me That I haue giuen no answer all this while My minde was troubled with deepe Melancholly The cause why I haue brought this Armie hither Is to remoue proud Somerset from the King Seditious to his Grace and to the State Buc. That is too much presumption on thy part But if thy Armes be to no other end The King hath yeelded vnto thy demand The Duke of Somerset is in the Tower Yorke Vpon thine Honor is he Prisoner Buck. Vpon mine Honor he is Prisoner Yorke Then Buckingham I do dismisse my Powres Souldiers I thanke you all disperse your selues Meet me to morrow in S. Georges Field You shall haue pay and euery thing you wish And let my Soueraigne vertuous Henry Command my eldest sonne nay all my sonnes As pledges of my Fealtie and Loue I le send them all as willing as I liue Lands Goods Horse Armor any thing I haue Is his to vse so Somerset may die Buc. Yorke I commend this kinde submission We twaine will go into his Highnesse Tent. Enter King and Attendants King Buckingham doth Yorke intend no harme to vs That thus he marcheth with thee arme in arme Yorke In all submission and humility Yorke doth present himselfe vnto your Highnesse K. Then what intends these Forces thou dost bring Yor. To heaue the Traitor Somerset from hence And fight against that monstrous Rebell Cade Who
with them Nay stay not to expostulate make speed Or else come after I le away before Hen. Nay take me with thee good sweet Exeter Not that I feare to stay but loue to go Whether the Queene intends Forward away Exeunt A lowd alarum Enter Clifford Wounded Clif. Heere burnes my Candle out I heere it dies Which whiles it lasted gaue King Henry light O Lancaster I feare thy ouerthrow More then my Bodies parting with my Soule My Loue and Feare glew'd many Friends to thee And now I fall Thy tough Commixtures melts Impairing Henry strength'ning misproud Yorke And whether flye the Gnats but to the Sunne And who shines now but Henries Enemies O Phoebus had'st thou neuer giuen consent That Phaeton should checke thy fiery Steeds Thy burning Carre neuer had scorch'd the earth And Henry had'st thou sway'd as Kings should do Or as thy Father and his Father did Giuing no ground vnto the house of Yorke They neuer then had sprung like Sommer Flyes I and ten thousand in this lucklesse Realme Hed left no mourning Widdowes for our death And thou this day had'st kept thy Chaire in peace For what doth cherrish Weeds but gentle ayre And what makes Robbers bold but too much lenity Bootlesse are Plaints and Curelesse are my Wounds No way to flye nor strength to hold out flight The Foe is mercilesse and will not pitty For at their hands I haue deseru'd no pitty The ayre hath got into my deadly Wounds And much effuse of blood doth make me faint Come Yorke and Richard Warwicke and the rest I stab'd your Fathers bosomes Split my brest Alarum Retreat Enter Edward Warwicke Richard and Soldiers Montague Clarence Ed. Now breath we Lords good fortune bids vs pause And smooth the frownes of War with peacefull lookes Some Troopes pursue the bloody-minded Queene That led calme Henry though he were a King As doth a Saile fill'd with a fretting Gust Command an Argosie to stemme the Waues But thinke you Lords that Clifford fled with them War No 't is impossible he should escape For though before his face I speake the words Your Brother Richard markt him for the Graue And wheresoere he is hee 's surely dead Clifford grones Rich. Whose soule is that which takes hir heauy leaue A deadly grone like life and deaths departing See who it is Ed. And now the Battailes ended If Friend or Foe let him be gently vsed Rich. Reuoke that doome of mercy for 't is Clifford Who not contented that he lopp'd the Branch In hewing Rutland when his leaues put forth But set his murth'ring knife vnto the Roote From whence that tender spray did sweetly spring I meane our Princely Father Duke of Yorke War From off the gates of Yorke fetch down y e head Your Fathers head which Clifford placed there In stead whereof let this supply the roome Measure for measure must be answered Ed. Bring forth that fatall Schreechowle to our house That nothing sung but death to vs and ours Now death shall stop his dismall threatning sound And his ill-boading tongue no more shall speake War I thinke is vnderstanding is bereft Speake Clifford dost thou know who speakes to thee Darke cloudy death ore-shades his beames of life And he nor sees nor heares vs what we say Rich. O would he did and so perhaps he doth 'T is but his policy to counterfet Because he would auoid such bitter taunts Which in the time of death he gaue our Father Cla If so thou think'st Vex him with eager Words Rich. Clifford aske mercy and obtaine no grace Ed. Clifford repent in bootlesse penitence War Clifford deuise excuses for thy faults Cla. While we deuise fell Tortures for thy faults Rich. Thou didd'st loue Yorke and I am son to Yorke Edw. Thou pittied'st Rutland I will pitty thee Cla. Where 's Captaine Margaret to fence you now War They mocke thee Clifford Sweare as thou was 't wont Ric. What not an Oath Nay then the world go's hard When Clifford cannot spare his Friends an oath I know by that he 's dead and by my Soule If this right hand would buy two houres life That I in all despight might rayle at him This hand should chop it off with the issuing Blood Stifle the Villaine whose vnstanched thirst Yorke and yong Rutland could not satisfie War I but he 's dead Of with the Traitors head And reare it in the place your Fathers stands And now to London with Triumphant march There to be crowned Englands Royall King From whence shall Warwicke cut the Sea to France And aske the Ladie Bona for thy Queene So shalt thou sinow both these Lands together And hauing France thy Friend thou shalt not dread The scattred Foe that hopes to rise againe For though they cannot greatly sting to hurt Yet looke to haue them buz to offend thine eares First will I see the Coronation And then to Britanny I le crosse the Sea To effect this marriage so it please my Lord. Ed. Euen as thou wilt sweet Warwicke let it bee For in thy shoulder do I builde my Seate And neuer will I vndertake the thing Wherein thy counsaile and consent is wanting Richard I will create thee Duke of Gloucester And George of Clarence Warwicke as our Selfe Shall do and vndo as him pleaseth best Rich. Let me be Duke of Clarence George of Gloster For Glosters Dukedome is too ominous War Tut that 's a foolish obseruation Richard be Duke of Gloster Now to London To see these Honors in possession Exeunt Enter Sinklo and Humfrey with Crosse-bowes in their hands Sink Vnder this thicke growne brake wee 'l shrowd our selues For through this Laund anon the Deere will come And in this couert will we make our Stand Culling the principall of all the Deere Hum. I le stay aboue the hill so both may shoot Sink That cannot be the noise of thy Crosse-bow Will scarre the Heard and so my shoot is lost Heere stand we both and ayme we at the best And for the time shall not seeme tedious I le tell thee what befell me on a day In this selfe-place where now we meane to stand Sink Heere comes a man let 's stay till he be past Enter the King with a Prayer booke Hen. From Scotland am I stolne euen of pure loue To greet mine owne Land with my wishfull sight No Harry Harry 't is no Land of thine Thy place is fill'd thy Scepter wrung from thee Thy Balme washt off wherewith thou was Annointed No bending knee will call thee Caesar now No humble suters prease to speake for right No not a man comes for redresse of thee For how can I helpe them and not my selfe Sink I heere 's a Deere whose skin 's a Keepers Fee This is the quondam King Let 's seize vpon him Hen. Let me embrace the sower Aduersaries For Wise men say it is the wisest course Hum. Why linger we Let vs lay hands vpon him Sink Forbeare a-while wee 'l heare a little
that Woman when she has done most Yet will I adde an Honor a great Patience Car. Madam you wander from the good We ayme at Qu. My Lord I dare not make my selfe so guiltie To giue vp willingly that Noble Title Your Master wed me to nothing but death Shall e're diuorce my Dignities Car. Pray heare me Qu. Would I had neuer trod this English Earth Or felt the Flatteries that grow vpon it Ye haue Angels Faces but Heauen knowes your hearts What will become of me now wretched Lady I am the most vnhappy Woman liuing Alas poore Wenches where are now your Fortunes Shipwrack'd vpon a Kingdome where no Pitty No Friends no Hope no Kindred weepe for me Almost no Graue allow'd me Like the Lilly That once was Mistris of the Field and flourish'd I le hang my head and perish Car. If your Grace Could but be brought to know our Ends are honest Youl 'd feele more comfort Why shold we good Lady Vpon what cause wrong you Alas our Places The way of our Profession is against it We are to Cure such sorrowes not to sowe ' em For Goodnesse sake consider what you do How you may hurt your selfe I vtterly Grow from the Kings Acquaintance by this Carriage The hearts of Princes kisse Obedience So much they loue it But to stubborne Spirits They swell and grow as terrible as stormes I know you haue a Gentle Noble temper A Soule as euen as a Calme Pray thinke vs Those we professe Peace-makers Friends and Seruants Camp Madam you 'l finde it so You wrong your Vertues With these weake Womens feares A Noble Spirit As yours was put into you euer casts Such doubts as false Coine from it The King loues you Beware you loose it not For vs if you please To trust vs in your businesse we are ready To vse our vtmost Studies in your seruice Qu. Do what ye will my Lords And pray forgiue me If I haue vs'd my selfe vnmannerly You know I am a Woman lacking wit To make a seemely answer to such persons Pray do my seruice to his Maiestie He ha's my heart yet and shall haue my Prayers While I shall haue my life Come reuerend Fathers Bestow your Councels on me She now begges That little thought when she set footing heere She should haue bought her Dignities so deere Exeunt Scena Secunda Enter the Duke of Norfolke Duke of Suffolke Lord Surrey and Lord Chamberlaine Norf. If you will now vnite in your Complaints And force them with a Constancy the Cardinall Cannot stand vnder them If you omit The offer of this time I cannot promise But that you shall sustaine moe new disgraces With these you beare alreadie Sur. I am ioyfull To meete the least occasion that may giue me Remembrance of my Father-in-Law the Duke To be reueng'd on him Suf. Which of the Peeres Haue vncontemn'd gone by him or at least Strangely neglected When did he regard The stampe of Noblenesse in any person Out of himselfe Cham. My Lords you speake your pleasures What he deserues of you and me I know What we can do to him though now the time Giues way to vs I much feare If you cannot Barre his accesse to ' th' King neuer attempt Any thing on him for he hath a Witchcraft Ouer the King in 's Tongue Nor. O feare him not His spell in that is out the King hath found Matter against him that for euer marres The Hony of his Language No he 's setled Not to come off in his displeasure Sur. Sir I should be glad to heare such Newes as this Once euery houre Nor. Beleeue it this is true In the Diuorce his contrarie proceedings Are all vnfolded wherein he appeares As I would wish mine Enemy Sur. How came His practises to light Suf. Most strangely Sur. O how how Suf. The Cardinals Letters to the Pope miscarried And came to th' eye o' th' King wherein was read How that the Cardinall did intreat his Holinesse To stay the Iudgement o' th' Diuorce for if It did take place I do quoth he perceiue My King is tangled in affection to A Creature of the Queenes Lady Anne Bullen Sur. Ha's the King this Suf. Beleeue it Sur. Will this worke Cham. The King in this perceiues him how he coasts And hedges his owne way But in this point All his trickes founder and he brings his Physicke After his Patients death the King already Hath married the faire Lady Sur. Would he had Suf. May you be happy in your wish my Lord For I professe you haue it Sur. Now all my ioy Trace the Coniunction Suf. My Amen too 't Nor. All mens Suf. There 's order giuen for her Coronation Marry this is yet but yong and may be left To some eares vnrecounted But my Lords She is a gallant Creature and compleate In minde and feature I perswade me from her Will fall some blessing to this Land which shall In it be memoriz'd Sur. But will the King Digest this Letter of the Cardinals The Lord forbid Nor. Marry Amen Suf. No no There be moe Waspes that buz about his Nose Will make this sting the sooner Cardinall Campeius Is stolne away to Rome hath ' tane no leaue Ha's left the cause o' th' King vnhandled and Is posted as the Agent of our Cardinall To second all his plot I do assure you The King cry'de Ha at this Cham. Now God incense him And let him cry Ha lowder Norf. But my Lord When returnes Cranmer Suf. He is return'd in his Opinions which Haue satisfied the King for his Diuorce Together with all famous Colledges Almost in Christendome shortly I beleeue His second Marriage shall be publishd and Her Coronation Katherine no more Shall be call'd Queene but Princesse Dowager And Widdow to Prince Arthur Nor. This same Cranmer's A worthy Fellow and hath tane much paine In the Kings businesse Suf. He ha's and we shall see him For it an Arch-byshop Nor. So I heare Suf. 'T is so Enter Wolsey and Cromwell The Cardinall Nor. Obserue obserue hee 's moody Car. The Packet Cromwell Gau 't you the King Crom. To his owne hand in 's Bed-chamber Card. Look'd he o' th' inside of the Paper Crom. Presently He did vnseale them and the first he view'd He did it with a Serious minde a heede Was in his countenance You he bad Attend him heere this Morning Card. Is he ready to come abroad Crom. I thinke by this he is Card. Leaue me a while Exit Cromwell It shall be to the Dutches of Alanson The French Kings Sister He shall marry her Anne Bullen No I le no Anne Bullens for him There 's more in 't then faire Visage Bullen No wee 'l no Bullens Speedily I wish To heare from Rome The Marchionesse of Penbroke Nor. He 's discontented Suf. Maybe he heares the King Does whet his Anger to him Sur. Sharpe enough Lord for thy Iustice Car. The late Queenes Gentlewoman A Knights Daughter To be her Mistris Mistris The Queenes
from his mouth expressely Car. Till I finde more then will or words to do it I meane your malice know Officious Lords I dare and must deny it Now I feele Of what course Mettle ye are molded Enuy How eagerly ye follow my Disgraces As if it fed ye and how sleeke and wanton Ye appeare in euery thing may bring my ruine Follow your enuious courses men of Malice You haue Christian warrant for 'em and no doubt In time will finde their fit Rewards That Seale You aske with such a Violence the King Mine and your Master with his owne hand gaue me Bad me enioy it with the Place and Honors During my life and to confirme his Goodnesse Ti'de it by Letters Patents Now who 'll take it Sur. The King that gaue it Car. It must be himselfe then Sur. Thou art a proud Traitor Priest Car. Proud Lord thou lyest Within these fortie houres Surrey durst better Haue burnt that Tongue then saide so Sur. Thy Ambition Thou Scarlet sinne robb'd this bewailing Land Of Noble Buckingham my Father-in-Law The heads of all thy Brother-Cardinals With thee and all thy best parts bound together Weigh'd not a haire of his Plague of your policie You sent me Deputie for Ireland Farre from his succour from the King from all That might haue mercie on the fault thou gau'st him Whil'st your great Goodnesse out of holy pitty Absolu'd him with an Axe Wol. This and all else This talking Lord can lay vpon my credit I answer is most false The Duke by Law Found his deserts How innocent I was From any priuate malice in his end His Noble Iurie and foule Cause can witnesse If I lou'd many words Lord I should tell you You haue as little Honestie as Honor That in the way of Loyaltie and Truth Toward the King my euer Roiall Master Dare mate a sounder man then Surrie can be And all that loue his follies Sur. By my Soule Your long Coat Priest protects you Thou should'st feele My Sword i' th' life blood of thee else My Lords Can ye endure to heare this Arrogance And from this Fellow If we liue thus tamely To be thus Iaded by a peece of Scarlet Farewell Nobilitie let his Grace go forward And dare vs with his Cap like Larkes Card. All Goodnesse Is poyson to thy Stomacke Sur. Yes that goodnesse Of gleaning all the Lands wealth into one Into your owne hands Card'nall by Extortion The goodnesse of your intercepted Packets You writ to ' th Pope against the King your goodnesse Since you prouoke me shall be most notorious My Lord of Norfolke as you are truly Noble As you respect the common good the State Of our despis'd Nobilitie our Issues Whom if he liue will scarse be Gentlemen Produce the grand summe of his sinnes the Articles Collected from his life I le startle you Worse then the Sacring Bell when the browne Wench Lay kissing in your Armes Lord Cardinall Car. How much me thinkes I could despise this man But that I am bound in Charitie against it Nor. Those Articles my Lord are in the Kings hand But thus much they are foule ones Wol. So much fairer And spotlesse shall mine Innocence arise When the King knowes my Truth Sur. This cannot saue you I thanke my Memorie I yet remember Some of these Articles and out they shall Now if you can blush and crie guiltie Cardinall You 'l shew a little Honestie Wol. Speake on Sir I dare your worst Obiections If I blush It is to see a Nobleman want manners Sur. I had rather want those then my head Haue at you First that without the Kings assent or knowledge You wrought to be a Legate by which power You maim'd the Iurisdiction of all Bishops Nor. Then That in all you writ to Rome or else To Forraigne Princes Ego Rex meus Was still inscrib'd in which you brought the King To be your Seruant Suf. Then that without the knowledge Either of King or Councell when you went Ambassador to the Emperor you made bold To carry into Flanders the Great Seale Sur. Item You sent a large Commission To Gregory de Cassado to conclude Without the Kings will or the States allowance A League betweene his Highnesse and Ferrara Suf. That out of meere Ambition you haue caus'd Your holy-Hat to be stampt on the Kings Coine Sur. Then That you haue sent inumerable substance By what meanes got I leaue to your owne conscience To furnish Rome and to prepare the wayes You haue for Dignities to the meere vndooing Of all the Kingdome Many more there are Which since they are of you and odious I will not taint my mouth with Cham. O my Lord Presse not a falling man too farre 't is Vertue His faults lye open to the Lawes let â—em Not you correct him My heart weepes to see him So little of his great Selfe Sur. I forgiue him Suf. Lord Cardinall the Kings further pleasure is Because all those things you haue done of late By your power Legatiue within this Kingdome Fall into ' th' compasse of a Premunire That therefore such a Writ be sued against you To forfeit all your Goods Lands Tenements Castles and whatsoeuer and to be Out of the Kings protection This is my Charge Nor. And so wee 'l leaue you to your Meditations How to liue better For your stubborne answer About the giuing backe the Great Seale to vs The King shall know it and no doubt shal thanke you So fare you well my little good Lord Cardinall Exeunt all but Wolsey Wol. So farewell to the little good you beare me Farewell A long farewell to all my Greatnesse This is the state of Man to day he puts forth The tender Leaues of hopes to morrow Blossomes And beares his blushing Honors thicke vpon him The third day comes a Frost a killing Frost And when he thinkes good easie man full surely His Greatnesse is a ripening nippes his roote And then he fals as I do I haue ventur'd Like little wanton Boyes that swim on bladders This many Summers in a Sea of Glory But farre beyond my depth my high-blowne Pride At length broke vnder me and now ha's left me Weary and old with Seruice to the mercy Of a rude streame that must for euer hide me Vaine pompe and glory of this World I hate ye I feele my heart new open'd Oh how wretched Is that poore man that hangs on Princes fauours There is betwixt that smile we would aspire too That sweet Aspect of Princes and their ruine More pangs and feares then warres or women haue And when he falles he falles like Lucifer Neuer to hope againe Enter Cromwell standing amazed Why how now Cromwell Crom. I haue no power to speake Sir Car. What amaz'd At my misfortunes Can thy Spirit wonder A great man should decline Nay and you weep I am falne indeed Crom. How does your Grace Card. Why well Neuer so truly happy my good Cromwell I know my selfe now and I feele within
Will render you no remedy this Ring Deliuer them and your Appeale to vs There make before them Looke the goodman weeps He 's honest on mine Honor. Gods blest Mother I sweare he is true-hearted and a soule None better in my Kingdome Get you gone And do as I haue bid you Exit Cranmer He ha's strangled his Language in his teares Enter Olde Lady Gent within Come backe what meane you Lady I le not come backe the tydings that I bring Will make my boldnesse manners Now good Angels Fly o're thy Royall head and shade thy person Vnder their blessed wings King Now by thy lookes I gesse thy Message Is the Queene deliuer'd Say I and of a boy Lady I I my Liege And of a louely Boy the God of heauen Both now and ever blesse her 'T is a Gyrle Promises Boyes heereafter Sir your Queen Desires your Visitation and to be Acquainted with this stranger 't is as like you As Cherry is to Cherry King Louell Lou. Sir King Giue her an hundred Markes I le to the Queene Exit King Lady An hundred Markes By this light I le ha more An ordinary Groome is for such payment I will haue more or scold it out of him Said I for this the Gyrle was like to him I le Haue more or else vnsay't and now while 't is hot I le put it to the issue Exit Ladie Scena Secunda Enter Cranmer Archbyshop of Canterbury Cran. I hope I am not too late and yet the Gentleman That was sent to me from the Councell pray'd me To make great hast All fast What meanes this Hoa Who waites there Sure you know me Enter Keeper Keep Yes my Lord But yet I cannot helpe you Cran. Why Keep Your Grace must waight till you be call'd for Enter Doctor Buts Cran. So. Buts This is a Peere of Malice I am glad I came this way so happily The King Shall vnderstand it presently Exit Buts Cran. 'T is Buts The Kings Physitian as he past along How earnestly he cast his eyes vpon me Pray heauen he sound not my disgrace for certaine This is of purpose laid by some that hate me God turne their hearts I neuer sought their malice To quench mine Honor they would shame to make me Wait else at doore a fellow Councellor 'Mong Boyes Groomes and Lackeyes But their pleasures Must be fulfill'd and I attend with patience Enter the King and Buts at a Windowe aboue Buts I le shew your Grace the strangest fight King What 's that Buts Butts I thinke your Highnesse saw this many a day Kin. Body a me where is it Butts There my Lord The high promotion of his Grace of Canterbury Who holds his State at dore ' mongst Purseuants Pages and Foot-boyes Kin. Ha 'T is he indeed Is this the Honour they doe one another 'T is well there 's one aboue 'em yet I had thought They had parted so much honesty among 'em At least good manners as not thus to suffer A man of his Place and so neere our fauour To dance attendance on their Lordships pleasures And at the dore too like a Post with Packets By holy Mary Butts there 's knauery Let 'em alone and draw the Curtaine close We shall heare more anon A Councell Table brought in with Chayres and Stooles and placed vnder the State Enter Lord Chancellour places himselfe at the vpper end of the Table on the left hand A Seate being left void aboue him as for Canterburies Seate Duke of Suffolke Duke of Norfolke Surrey Lord Chamberlaine Gardiner seat themselues in Order on each side Cromwell at lower end as Secretary Chan. Speake to the businesse M. Secretary Why are we met in Councell Crom. Please your Honours The chiefe cause concernes his Grace of Canterbury Gard. Ha's he had knowledge of it Crom. Yes Norf. Who waits there Keep Without my Noble Lords Gard. Yes Keep My Lord Archbishop And ha's done halfe an houre to know your pleasures Chan. Let him come in Keep Your Grace may enter now Cranmer approches the Councell Table Chan. My good Lord Archbishop I 'm very sorry To sit heere at this present and behold That Chayre stand empty But we all are men In our owne natures fraile and capable Of our flesh few are Angels out of which frailty And want of wisedome you that best should teach vs Haue misdemean'd your selfe and not a little Toward the King first then his Lawes in filling The whole Realme by your teaching your Chaplaines For so we are inform'd with new opinions Diuers and dangerous which are Heresies And not reform'd may proue pernicious Gard. Which Reformation must be sodaine too My Noble Lords for those that tame wild Horses Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em gentle But stop their mouthes with stubborn Bits spurre 'em Till they obey the mannage If we suffer Out of our easinesse and childish pitty To one mans Honour this contagious sicknesse Farewell all Physicke and what followes then Commotions vprores with a generall Taint Of the whole State as of late dayes our neighbours The vpper Germany can deerely witnesse Yet freshly pittied in our memories Cran. My good Lords Hitherto in all the Progresse Both of my Life and Office I haue labour'd And with no little study that my teaching And the strong course of my Authority Might-goe one way and safely and the end Was euer to doe well nor is there liuing I speake it with a single heart my Lords A man that more detests more stirres against Both in his priuate Conscience and his place Desacers of a publique peace then I doe Pray Heauen the King may neuer find a heart With lesse Allegeance in it Men that make Enuy and crooked malice nourishment Dare bite the best I doe beseech your Lordships That in this case of Iustice my Accusers Be what they will may stand forth face to face And freely vrge against me Suff. Nay my Lord That cannot be you are a Counsellor And by that vertue no man dare accuse you Gard. My Lord because we haue busines of more moment We will be short with you 'T is his Highnesse pleasure And our consent for better tryall of you From hence you be committed to the Tower Where being but a priuate man againe You shall know many dare accuse you boldly More then I feare you are prouided for Cran. Ah my good Lord of Winchester I thanke you You are alwayes my good Friend if your will passe I shall both finde your Lordship Iudge and Iuror You are so mercifull I see your end 'T is my vndoing Loue and meekenesse Lord Become a Churchman better then Ambition Win straying Soules with modesty againe Cast none away That I shall cleere my selfe Lay all the weight ye can vpon my patience I make as little doubt as you doe conscience In doing dayly wrongs I could say more But reuerence to your calling makes me modest Gard. My Lord my Lord you are a Sectary That 's the plaine truth
spight of Nature Of Yeares of Country Credite euery thing To fall in Loue with what she fear'd to looke on It is a iudgement main'd and most imperfect That will confesse Perfection so could erre Against all rules of Nature and must be driuen To find out practises of cunning hell Why this should be I therefore vouch againe That with some Mixtures powrefull o're the blood Or with some Dram coniur'd to this effect He wtought vp on her To vouch this is no proofe Without more wider and more ouer Test Then these thin habits and poore likely-hoods Of moderne seeming do prefer against him Sen. But Othello speake Did you by indirect and forced courses Subdue and poyson this yong Maides affections Or came it by request and such faire question As soule to soule affordeth Othel. I do beseech you Send for the Lady to the Sagitary And let her speake of me before her Father If you do finde me foule in her report The Trust the Office I do hold of you Not onely take away but let your Sentence Euen fall vpon my life Duke Fetch Desdemona hither Othe Aunciant conduct them You best know the place And tell she come as truely as to heauen I do confesse the vices of my blood So iustly to your Graue eares I le present How I did thriue in this faire Ladies loue And she in mine Duke Say it Othello Othe Her Father lou'd me oft inuited me Still question'd me the Storie of my life From yeare to yeare the Battaile Sieges Fortune That I haue past I ran it through euen from my boyish daies To th' very moment that he bad me tell it Wherein I spoke of most disastrous chances Of mouing Accidents by Flood and Field Of haire-breadth scapes i' th' imminent deadly breach Of being taken by the Insolent Foe And sold to slauery Of my redemption thence And portance in my Trauellours historie Wherein of Antars vast and Desarts idle Rough Quarries Rocks Hills whose head touch heauen It was my hint to speake Such was my Processe And of the Canibals that each others eate The Antropophague and men whose heads Grew beneath their shoulders These things to heare Would Desdemona seriously incline But still the house Affaires would draw her hence Which euer as she could with haste dispatch She'l'd come againe and with a greedie eare Deuoure vp my discourse Which I obseruing Tooke once a pliant houre and found good meanes To draw from her a prayer of earnest heart That I would all my Pilgrimage dilate Whereof by parcels she had something heard But not instinctiuely I did consent And often did beguile her of her teares When I did speake of some distressefull stroke That my youth suffer'd My Storie being done She gaue me for my paines a world of kisses She swore in faith 't was strange 't was passing strange 'T was pittifull 't was wondrous pittifull She wish'd she had not heard it yet she wish'd That Heauen had made her such a man She thank'd me And bad me if I had a Friend that lou'd her I should but teach him how to tell my Story And that would wooe her Vpon this hint I spake She lou'd me for the dangers I had past And I lou'd her that she did pitty them This onely is the witch-craft I haue vs'd Here comes the Ladie Let her witnesse it Enter Desdemona Iago Attendants Duke I thinke this tale would win my Daughter too Good Brabantio take vp this mangled matter at the best Men do their broken Weapons rather vse Then their bare hands Bra. I pray you heare her speake If she confesse that she was halfe the wooer Destruction on my head if my bad blame Light on the man Come hither gentle Mistris Do you perceiue in all this Noble Companie Where most you owe obedience Des My Noble Father I do perceiue heere a diuided dutie To you I am bound for life and education My life and education both do learne me How to respect you You are the Lord of duty I am hitherto your Daughter But heere 's my Husband And so much dutie as my Mother shew'd To you preferring you before her Father So much I challenge that I may professe Due to the Moore my Lord. Bra. God be with you I haue done Please it your Grace on to the State Affaires I had rather to adopt a Child then get it Come hither Moore I here do giue thee that with all my heart Which but thou hast already with all my heart I would keepe from thee For your sake Iewell I am glad at soule I haue no other Child For thy escape would teach me Tirranie To hang clogges on them I haue done my Lord. Duke Let me speake like your selfe And lay a Sentence Which as a grise or step may helpe these Louers When remedies are past the griefes are ended By seeing the worst which late on hopes depended To mourne a Mischeefe that is past and gon Is the next way to draw new mischiefe on What cannot be presern'd when Fortune takes Patience her Iniury a mock'ry makes The rob'd that smiles steales something from the Thiefe He robs himselfe that spends a bootelesse griefe Bra. So let the Turke of Cyprus vs beguile We loose it not so long as we can smile He beares the Sentence well that nothing beares But the free comfort which from thence he heares But he beares both the Sentence and the sorrow That to pay griefe must of poore Patience borrow These Sentences to Sugar or to Gall Being strong on both sides are Equiuocall But words are words I neuer yet did heare That the bruized heart was pierc'd through the eareâ— I humbly beseech you proceed to th' Affaires of State Duke The Turke with a most mighty Preparation makes for Cyprus Othello the Fortitude of the place is best knowne to you And though we haue there a Substitute of most allowed sufficiencie yet opinion a more soueraigne Mistris of Effects throwes a more safer voice on you you must therefore be content to slubber the glosse of your new Fortunes with this more stubborne and boystrous expedition Othe The Tirant Custome most Graue Senators Hath made the flinty and Steele Coach of Warre My thrice-driuen bed of Downe I do agnize A Naturall and prompt Alacartie I finde in hardnesse and do vndertake This present Warres against the Ottamites Most humbly therefore bending to your State I craue fit disposition for my Wife Due reference of Place and Exhibition With such Accomodation and besort As leuels with her breeding Duke Why at her Fathers Bra. I will not haue it so Othe Nor I. Des Nor would I there recide To put my Father in impatient thoughts By being in his eye Most Grcaious Duke To my vnfolding lend your prosperous eare And let me finde a Charter in your voice T' assist my simplenesse Duke What would you Desdemona Des That I loue the Moore to liue with him My downe-right violence and storme of Fortunes May trumpet to
the world My heart 's subdu'd Euen to the very quality of my Lord I saw Othello's visage in his mind And to his Honours and his valiant parts Did I my soule and Fortunes consecrate So that deere Lords if I be left behind A Moth of Peace and he go to the Warre The Rites for why I loue him are bereft me And I a heauie interim shall support By his deere absence Let me go with him Othe Let her haue your voice Vouch with me Heauen I therefore beg it not To please the pallate of my Appetite Nor to comply with heat the yong affects In my defunct and proper satisfaction But to be free and bounteous to her minde And Heauen defend your good soules that you thinke I will your serious and great businesse scant When she is with me No when light wing'd Toyes Of feather'd Cupid seele with wanton dulnesse My speculatiue and offic'd Instrument That my Disports corrupt and taint my businesse Let House-wiues make a Skillet of my Helme And all indigne and base aduersities Make head against my Estimation Duke Be it as you shall priuately determine Either for her stay or going th' Affaire cries hast And speed must answer it Sen. You must away to night Othe With all my heart Duke At nine i' th' morning here wee 'l meete againe Othello leaue some Officer behind And he shall our Commission bring to you And such things else of qualitie and respect As doth import you Othe So please your Grace my Ancient A man he is of honesty and trust To his conueyance I assigne my wife With what else needfull your good Grace shall think To be sent after me Duke Let it be so Good night to euery one And Noble Signior If Vertue no delighted Beautie lacke Your Son-in-law is farre more Faire then Blacke Sen. Adieu braue Moore vse Desdemona well Bra. Looke to her Moore if thou hast eies to see She ha's deceiu'd her Father and may thee Exit Othe My life vpon her faith Honest Iago My Desdemona must I leaue to thee I prythee let thy wife attend on her And bring them after in the best aduantage Come Desdemona I haue but an houre Of Loue of wordly matter and direction To spend with thee We must obey the the time Exit Rod. Iago Iago What saist thou Noble heart Rod. What will I do think'st thou Iago Why go to bed and sleepe Rod. I will incontinently drowne my selfe Iago If thou do'st I shall neuer loue thee after Why thou silly Gentleman Rod. It is sillynesse to liue when to liue is torment and then haue we a prescription to dye when death is our Physition Iago Oh villanous I haue look'd vpon the world for foure times seuen yeares and since I could distinguish betwixt a Benefit and an Iniurie I neuer found man that knew how to loue himselfe Ere I would say I would drowne my selfe for the loue of a Gynney Hen I would change my Humanity with a Baboone Rod. What should I do I confesse it is my shame to be so fond but it is not in my vertue to amend it Iago Vertue A figge 't is in our selues that we are thus or thus Our Bodies are our Gardens to the which our Wills are Gardiners So that if we will plant Nettels or sowe Lettice Set Hisope and weede vp Time Supplie it with one gender of Hearbes or distract it with many either to haue it sterrill with idlenesse or manured with Industry why the power and Corrigeable authoritie of this lies in our Wills If the braine of our liues had not one Scale of Reason to poize another of Sensualitie the blood and basenesse of our Natures would conduct vs to most prepostrous Conclusions But we haue Reason to coole our raging Motions our carnall Stings or vnbitted Lusts whereof I take this that you call Loue to be a Sect or Seyen Rod. It cannot be Iago It is meerly a Lust of the blood and a permission of the will Come be a man drowne thy selfe Drown Cats and blind Puppies I haue profest me thy Friend and I confesse me knit to thy deseruing with Cables of perdurable toughnesse I could neuer better steed thee then now Put Money in thy purse follow thou the Warres defeate thy fauour with an vsurp'd Beard I say put Money in thy purse It cannot be long that Desdemona should continue her loue to the Moore Put Money in thy purse nor he his to her It was a violent Commencement in her and thou shalt see an answerable Sequestration put but Money in thy purse These Moores are changeable in their wils fill thy purse with Money The Food that to him now is as lushious as Locusts shal be to him shortly as bitter as Coloquintida She must change for youth when she is sated with his body she will find the errors of her choice Therefore put Money in thy purse If thou wilt needs damne thy selfe do it a more delicate way then drowning Make all the Money thou canst If Sanctimonie and a fraile vow betwixt an erring Barbarian and super-subtle Venetian be not too hard for my wits and all the Tribe of hell thou shalt enioy her therefore make Money a pox of drowning thy selfe it is cleane out of the way Seeke thou rather to be hang'd in Compassing thy ioy then to be drown'd and go without her Rodo. Wilt thou be fast to my hopes if I depend on the issue Iago Thou art sure of me Go make Money I haue told thee often and I re-tell thee againe and againe I hate the Moore My cause is hearted thine hath no lesse reason Let vs be coniunctiue in our reuenge against him If thou canst Cuckold him thou dost thy selfe a pleasure me a sport There are many Euents in the Wombe of Time which wil be deliuered Trauerse go prouide thy Money We will haue more of this to morrow Adieu Rod. Where shall we meete i' th' morning Iago At my Lodging Rod. I le be with thee betimes Iago Go too farewell Do you heare Rodorigo Rod. I le sell all my Land Exit Iago Thus do I euer make my Foole my purse For I mine owne gain'd knowledge should prophane If I would time expend with such Snpe But for my Sport and Profit I hate the Moore And it is thought abroad that 'twixt my sheets She ha's done my Office I know not if 't be true But I for meere suspition in that kinde Will do as if for Surety He holds me well The better shall my purpose worke on him Cassio's a proper man Let me see now To get his Place and to plume vp my will In double Knauery How How Let 's see After some time to abuse Othello's eares That he is too familiar with his wife He hath a person and a smooth dispose To be suspected fram'd to make women false The Moore is of a free and open Nature That thinkes men honest that but seeme to be so And will as tenderly be lead by