knaues for your fooles are harmelesse Queen Wel sed Wil thou louest thy maisters credit I know Will. I Kate as well as any Courtier he keepes I had rather hee should haue the poores prayers then the Popes Queene Faith I am of thy mind Will I thinke so too King Take heed what yee say Kate what a Lutheran Wol. T is Heresie faire Queene to thinke such thoughts Queene And much vncharity to wrong the poore Will. VVell and when the Pope is at best hee is but Saint Peters debutie but the poore present Christ and therefore should be something better regarded King Goe too foole Wol. Syrrha you le be whipt for this Will. Would the King wood whip thee and all the Popes whelpes out of England once for betweene yee yee haue rackt and puld it so we shal be all poore shortly you haue had foure hundred threescore pound within this three yeare for smoakepence you haue smoakte it yfaith dost heare Harry next time they gather them let them take the chimnies and leaue the coyne behind them wee haue clay enough to make bricke though we want siluer mines to make mony King VVell William your tongue is priuiledgde VVol. But my good Liege I feare there 's shroder heads Although kept close has set this foole a worke Thus to exstirpe against his holinesse VVill. Doe not you thinke so my Lord nor stomake no bodie about it yee know what the old Prouerbe saies therefore be patient great quarrellers small credit winnes VVhen fooles set stooles and wise men breake their shinnes therefore thinke not on it for I le sit downe by thee Kate and say nothing for here comes one to be examined Enter Compton and Rookesbie King O syr you 're welcome Is your name 〈◊〉 Rookes. your poore seruant is so calde my Lord King Our seruant we geffe yee by the cloath yee weare but for Your pouertie t is doubtful your credit is so good Le ts see what 's the mans name ha Hopkins doe you know the man Rookesby Hopkins No my Lord King Had you neuer no dealings with such a man Rookes. No if it like your Maiestie King No if it like our Maiestie saucie varlet It likes not our Maiestie thou shouldst say no It likes vs not thou lyest for that we know You know him not but he too well knowes you And lyes imprisoned slaue for what 's thy due Rookes. Sure some enuious man hath misinformd King Darst thou denie it still out-facing knaue Mother a God I le hang thee presently Sirra ye lie and though ye weare the kings cloath Yet we dare tell ye so before the king Slaue thou doest know him He here complaines he is vndone by thee And the kings man hath causde his miserie Yet you le out-face it still denie forsweare and lie sir ha Wil. Not a word more if thou louest thy life vnlesse thou 't confesse all and speake faire Rookes. I doe beseech your Grace K. Out periurde knaue what doest thou serue the King And darste thou thus abuse our Maiestie And wrong my subiects by thy trecherie Thinkst thou false theefe thou shalt be priuiledged Because th art my man to hurt my people Villaine those that guard me shal regard mine honour Put off that coate of proofe that strong securitie Vnder which ye march like a halbertere Passing through purgatorie and none dare strike A Seriants mace must not presume to touch Your sacred shoulders with the kings owne writ Gods deere Lady does the cloath ye weare Such priuiledge and strong preuention beare Ha i st Rookesby Rookes. My royall Lord Enter a Messenger in haste King Take that and know your time to tell your Message Sirra I am busie Will. So there 's one seru'd I thinke you would take two more with all your heart so you were well rid on him Rookes. Your pardon good my Liege King Ha pardon thees I tell thee did it touch thy life in ought more then mine owne displeasure not the world should purchase it vilde Catiffe hadst thou neglected this thy dutie to our persons danger Hadst thou thy selfe against me ought attempted I might bee sooner wonne to pardon thee then for a subiects hatefull iniurie Queene Let me entreat your Grace to pardon him King Away Kate speake not for him Out of my lenitie I let him liue Discharge him from my cloath and countenance To the Counter to redeeme his creditor Where he shall satisfie the vtmost mite Of any debt default or hindrance I le keepe no man to blurre my credite so My cloth shall not pay what my seruants owe Away with him Exit Now my Lord Cardinal speakes not your paper so Car. Yes my good Lord your Grace hath showne a patterne to draw forth mine by I assure your Highnesse The punishment inflicted on your man Is ment for mine seruants that beares such mindes Their Maisters thus but serues them in their kindes King Where 's this fellow now that brings this newes Will. He is gone with a flea in his eare But has left his Message behind with my Lord Dudley here King And what 's the newes Dudlye Duke Brandon my Liege King Oh hee s returnde from France And who comes with him Dudlye His royall wife my Lord King Ha royall wife whos 's that Dud. Your Highnesse sister the late Q. of France Kin Our sister Q. his wife who gaue him her Gra. T is sed they were maried at Doner my liege King I were better he had nere seen the Towne Dares any Subiect mixe his blood with ours without our leave Enter Brandon and Mary Dudly He comes himself my Liege to answere it Bran. Health to my Soueraigne Kin. And our brother king your Message is before ye sir off with his head Bran. I beseech your Grace giue me leaue King Nay you haue taken leaue away with him bid the Captaine of our Guard conuey him to the Tower Bran. Heare me my Lord Audatious Brandon thinkst thou excuse shall serue Lady Mary Right gracious Lord King Go too your prayers will scarce saue your selfe Durst ye contract your selfe without our knowledge Hence with that hare-braine Duke to the Tower I say And beare our carelesse sister to the Fleete I know syr you broke a Launce for her And brauely did vnhorse the Challengers Yet was there no such prize set on her head That you without our leaue should marry her Queen Oh my Lord let me intreat for them King Tut Kate though thus I seeme A while to threaten them I meane not to disgrace my sister so A way with them What say ye Lords Is he not worthy death for his misdeed Bon Gar. Vnlesse your Grace shall please to pardon him King He deserues it then Bon Gar. He does my Liege King You are knaues and fooles and ye flatter me Gods holy Mother I le not haue him hurt for all your heads Deare Brandon I imbrace thee in mine armes Kind sister I loue you both so well I cannot dart
scarre him so he shall not tell where to rest him Patch But will he not be angry wil. No no for then I le shew my selfe and after he sees who t is he le lafe and be as merie as a magge pie and thow 't bee a mayd man by it for all the house shall see him hugge thee in his armes dandle thee vp and down with hand foot an thou wert a footebal Page O fine come cosen giue me the pynt first I le rore so lowd that I le make him beleeue that the diuels come Will: So doe and feare nothing for an thou wert the diuell himselfe he le coniure thee I warrant thee I would not haue such a coniuring for twentie crownes but whē he has made way I le mak him merry enough I doubt it not so so now cossen looke to your Coxecomb Page Boe. I le Mother of God what 's that Page Boe. King Out asse take that and tumble at my feete For thus I le spurne thee vp an downe the house Pach Helpe cossen helpe Will: No cossen now he 's coniuring I dare not come neere him king Who set this nat'rall heere to trouble me En Comp: Whos 's that stands laffing there the foole ha ha Where 's Comptō Mother a God I haue found his drift t is the craftiest old villaine in christendome marke good Sir William because the foole durst not come neere himselfe seeing our anger sent this sillie Asse that we might wreake our royall spleene on him whilest hee stāds laffing to behold the left by th blessed La Copton I le not leaue the foole to gaine a million he contents me so come hether Will Will. I le know whether ye haue donne knocking first my cosen pach looks pittifully ye had best bee friends with vs I can tell you wee le scare ye out of your skin els King Alas poore pach hold sirra ther 's an Angell to buy you points Wil. Law Cosin did not I say he 'le make much on ye Pach I cosin but has made such a singing in my head I cannot see where I am Will. All the better cosin and your head fall a singing your feete may fall a dauncing so saue charges to the piper King Wil Sommers prethee tell me why didst thou send him first VVil. Because I le haue him haue the first fruits of thy furie I knowe how the matter stood with the next that disturb'd thee therefore I kept i th rereward that if the battaile grew too hot I might run presently King But wherefore came ye Will. To make thee leaue thy mellancholly and turne merrie man againe thou hast made all the Court in such a pittifull case as passes the Lords has attended here this foure daies and none dares speake to thee but thou art readie to choppe of their heads sort and now I seeing what a fretting furie thou continuest in and euerie one said t wol'd kill thee if thou keepst it pulld eene vp my heart and vowd to loose my head but I le make thee leaue it Ling. Well William I am behoulding to ye Ye shall haue a new Coate and a cap for this Wil. Nay then I shall haue two new coats and cap pes for Charles Brandon promised mee one before to performe this enterprise King He shall keepe his word will goe call him in Call in the Lords tell them our spleene is calmbd Mother a God we must giue way to wrath That chafes our Royall blood with anger thus And vse some mirth I see to comfort vs Draw neere vs Lords Charles Brandon lift to me Will Sommers here must haue a Coate of you But Patch has earned it dearest wher 's the foole VVil. Hee s enne creeping as nere the doore as he can Hee le faine begon I see and he could get out Wouldest thou not cosin Pach Yes cosin VVil I ld faine be walking I am afraid I am not as I should be VVil. Come I le helpe thee out then dost thou heare my Lord Cardinall your foole is in a pittifull taking hee smells terriblie Wools: You are too craftie for him William King So is he Woolsey credit me Wil I thinke so my Lord as long as will liue the Cardinals foole must giue way to the kings foole K Well sir be quiet and my reuerent Lords I thanke you for your patient suffering We were disturbed in our thoughts we sweare We now intreat you speake and we will heare Wools. Then may it please your sacred Maiestie Campe. Legate to his holinesse Attends with letters from the Court of Rome King Let him draw neere wee le giue him Audience Dudley and Gray Attend the Cardinall And bring Campeu: to our presence here Dud. Gray We goe my Lord Enter Lords and Legats king Brandon and Seymer place your selues by vs To heare this message from his holinesse You reuerent princes pillers of the Church Legats Apostolicke how fares the Pope Campeus In health great King and from his sacred lips I bring a blessing Appostolicall To English Henrie and his subiects all And more to manifest his loue to thee The prop and piller of the Churches peace And gratifie thy loue made plaine to him In learned books gainst Luthers heresie He sends me thus to greet thy Maiestie VVith stile and titles of high dignitie Command the Heralds and the Trumpets forth Semer: Gentlemen dispatch and call them in VVill Lord blesse vs what 's here to doe now Campe, Receaue this Bull sent from his holinesse For confirmation of his dignitie To thee and to thy faire posteritie VVill T is well the Kings a widdower and he had put forth your Bull with his hornes forward I de haue mard your message I can tell ye K Peace wil Herralds attend him Campe: Trumpets prepare whilst we allowd prouounce This sacred message from his Holinesse And in his reuerent name I heare proclayme Henrie the Eight by the grace of God King of England France and Ireland And to this title from the Pope we giue Defender of the faith in peace to liue VVools Sound Trumpets and God saue the King K VVe thanke his holinesse for this princely fauour Receiuing it with thankes and reuerence In which whilst we haue life his grace shall see Our sword defender of the faith shal be Goe one of you salute the Maior of London Bid him with Herralds and with Trumpets sound Proclaime our Titles through his gouernment Goe Gray see it donne attend him fellowes Gray I goe my Lord Trumpets follow me Exit King What more Lord Legat doth his holinesse will Campe: That Henry Ioyning with the Christian Kings Of France and Spaine Denmarke and Portugale would send an Armic to assaile the Turke That now inuades with Warre the I le of Rhodes Or send twelue thowsand pound to be disposd As his holines thinkes best for their releife Wils: I thought so I knew t woold be a monnie matter when al 's done now th art defēder of
thou hadst beene Kate Parre still and not great Englands Queene Ent. Comp. Compt. Health to your Maiestie Quee. Wish me good Compton woe and miserie This giddie flattering world I hate and scoffe Ere long I know Queene Katherins head must off Came ye from the King Comp. I did fayre Queene and much sad tidings bring His grace in secret hath reueild to me What is intended to your Maiesty Which I in loue and duty to your highnesse Am come to tell ye and to counsell ye The best I can in this extremitie Then on my knees I dare intreat your grace Not to reuaile what I shall say to you For then I am assurde that death 's my due Quee. I will not on my faith good Comptton speake That with thy sad reports my heart may breake Comp. Thus then at your fayre feete my life I lay In hope to driue your highnes cares away You are accusde of high conspiracy And treason gainst his royall maiesty So much they haue insenst his excellency That he hath granted firme commssion To attach your person and conuay ye hence Close prisoner to the Towre Articles are drawne And time appoynted for arrainement there Good maddame be aduisd by this I know The officers are sent to arest your person Preuent their malice hast ye to the King I le vse such meanes that you shall speake with him There plead your Innocency I know his grace Will heare ye mildly therfore delay not If you be taken ere you see the king I feare ye neuer more shall speake to him Que. Oh Comptton twixt thy loue and my sage feare I feele ten thousand sad vexations here Leade on I pray I le be aduisd by thee The King is angry and the Queene must dye Exit Enter Boner Gardner with the commission Gard. Come Boner now strike sure the yrons hott Vrge all thou canst let nothing be forgot We haue the Kings hand here to warrant vs T was well the Cardinall came and so luckely Who vrgd the state would quite be ruined If that religion thus were altered Which made his highnes with a firy spleene Direct out warrants to attache the Queene Bon. T was excellent that Ceder once orethrowne To crop the lower shrubs let vs alone Gard. Those Articles of accusations We framd against her being lost by you Had like to ouerthrow our pollicy Had we not stoutly vrgd his maiesty Bon. Well well what 's now to be done Gard. A gard must be prouided speedely To beare her prisoner vnto London Towre And watch conuenient place to arest her person Bon. Tush any place shall serue for who dare contradict His highnesse hand euen from his side we le hale her And beare her quickly to her longest home Lest we and ours by her to ruine come Gard. About it then let them vntimely dye that scorne the Pope and Romes supremacie Exeunt Enter the King Prince the Guarde before them King Guarde watch the dores and let none come nere vs But such as are attendant on our person Mother a God t is time to sturre I see When traitors creeps so nere our maiesty Must English Harry walke with armed Gards Now in his old age must I feare my life By hatefull treason of my Queene and wife Prin. I do beseech your royall maiesty To here her speake ere ye condemne her thus King Go too Ned I charge ye speake not for her she s a dangerous travtor how now who knocks so loud there Gard. T is Cardinall Wolsye my Lord Kin. And it be the Deuill tell him he comes not here Byd him attend vs till our better leasure Come hither Ned let me conferre with you Didst euer heare the disputation Twixt Cranmer and the Queene about Religion Prin. Neuer my Lord I thinke they neuer yet At any time had speech concerning it King O thou art deceaued Ned It is too certaine knocke Hoyday more knocking knock yrons an his heeles And beare him hence what ere he be disturbe vs who i st Gard. S. William Compton my Leedge Kin. I st he well let him in Gods holy mother heere 's a stur indeed Compton ye knock too lowde for entrance here You care not though the king be neere so neere say ye sir haw Comp. I do beseech you pardon for my bouldnesse King Well what 's your busines Comp. The Queene my Lord intreats to speake with you Kin. Body a me is she not rested yet Why doe they not conuay her to the Towre We gaue commission to attach her presently Where is she Comp. At the dore my Soueraigne Kin. So nere our presence keepe her out I charge ye Bend all your Holbeards points against the dore If she presume to enter strike her through Dare she presume againe to looke on vs Pri. Vpon my knees I do beseech your highnes To heare her speake Kin. Vp Ned stand vp I will not looke on her Mother a god stand close and gard it sure If she come in I le hang ye all I sweare Prin. I doe beseech your Grace Kin. Sir boye no more I le here no more of her Proud slut bold traitresse and forgetfull beast Yet dare she further moue our patience Prin. I le pawne my princely word right royall father She shall not speake a word to anger ye Kin. Will you pawne your word for her mother a god The Prince of Wales his word is warrant for a king And we will take it Ned go call her in Enter Queene Sir William let the gard attend without Reach me a chaire all but the prince depart How now what doe you weepe and kneele Dus your blacke soule the gylte of conscience feele Out out your a traytor Que. A traytor O you all seeing powres Here witnesse to my Lord my loyalty A traytor O then you are too mercifull If I haue treason in me why rip ye not My vgly hart out with your weapons poynt O my good Lord If it haue traytors blood It will be black deformd and tenibrous If not from it will spring a scarlet fountaine And spit defiance in their periurde throates That haue accusde me to your maiesty Making my state thus full of misery Kin. Canst thou deny it Quee. Else should I wrongfully accuse my selfe Of my deare Lord I do beseech your highnesse To satisfie your wronged Queene in this Vpon what ground growes this suspicion Or who thus wrongfully accuseth me Of cursed treason gainst your maiesty Kin. Some probable effects my selfe can witnesse Others our faithfull subiects can testifie Haue you not oft maintained arguments Euen to our face against religion Which ioynd with other complots show it selfe As it is gathered by our loyall subiects For treason Cappitall against our person Gods holy mother you le remoue vs quickly And turne me out old Harry must away Now in mine age lame and halfe bed-rid Or else you le keepe me fast inough in prison Haw mistris these are no hatefull treasons these Queen Heauen on my
writ a booke against his Maiestie For taking part with proud Pope Iulius Which being spred by him through Christendome Hath thus incenst his royall maiestie Wool Tush I haue newes my Lord to salue that sore And make the king more feard through christendome Then euer was his famous auncestors Nor can base Luther with his heresies Backt by the proudest germaine potentate Heretically blurre king Henries fame For honour that he did Pope Iulius Who in high fauour of his Maiestie Hath sent Campeus with a bull from Rome To adde vnto his title this high stile That he and his faire posteritie Proclaimd defenders of the faith shall be For which intent the holy Cardinals come As Legats from the Emperiall court of Rome Gr. This newes my Lord may somthing ease his mind T were good your grace would go and visit him Wool I will and doubt not but to please him well Seym. So I am glad he 's in and the king be no better pleased then he was at our last parting he le make him repent his saucinesse Brand. How now old William how chance you go not to the king and comfort him Will. No birlady my Lord I was with him too lately already his fist is too heauie for a foole to stand vnder I went to him last night after you had left him seeing him chase so at Charles here to make him merry and he gaue me such a boxe on the eare that stroke me cleane through three chambers downe foure paire of staires fell ore fiue barrels into the bottome of the seller and if I had not well lickard my selfe there I had neuer liu'd after it Bran. Faith Will I le giue thee a veluet coate and thou canst but make him merry Will. Will ye my Lord and I le venter another boxe on the eare but I le do it Enter Cumpton Cum. Cleare the presence there the king is comming Gods me my Lords what meant the Cardinall So vnexpected thus to trouble him Gray Is the king mou'd at it Enter the king and VVoolsie Cumpt. Iudge by his countenance see he comes Bran. I le not indure the storme Dud. Nor I Wil. Runne foole your maister will be feld else King Did we not charge that none should trouble vs Presumptuous priest proud prelate as thou art How comes it you are growne so saucie sir Thus to presume vpon our patience And crosse our royall thought disturbd and vext By all your negligence in our estate Of vs and of our countries happinesse VVool. My gracious Lord King Fawning beast stand backe Or by my crowne I le foote thee to the earth Where 's Brandon Surrey Seymer Gray Where is your counsell now O now ye crooch And stand like pictures at our presence doore Call in our guard and beare them to the Tower Mother of God I le haue the traitors heads Go hale them to the blocke vp vp stand vp I le make you know your duties to our state Am I a cypher is my sight growne stale Am I not Hary am I not Englands king Ha Will. So la now the watch words giuen nay and hee once cry ha neare a man in the court dare for his head speake againe lye close cosin Patch Patch I le not come neare him cosin has almost kild me with his countenance King We haue bene too familiar now I see And you may dally with our maiestie Where are my pages there Page My Lord Enter pages Kin. Trusse sirra none to put my garter on Giue me some wine here stuffe a the tother side Proud Cardinall who follow'd our affaires in Italy That we that honor'd so Pope Iulius By dedicating bookes at thy request Against that vpstart sect of Lutherans Should by that hereticke be banded thus But by my George I sweare if Henry liue I le hunt base Luther through all Germany And pull those seuen electors on their knees If they but backe him against our dignities Bace slaue tie soft thou hurst my legge And now in Ireland the Burkes rebell And with his stubborne kernes makes hourely rodes To burne the borders of the English pale And which of all your counsels helpes vs now Enter Cumpton with wine Cumpt. Here 's wine my Lord Kin. Drinke and be dambd I cry thee mercy Cumpton What the diuell mentst thou to come behind me so I did mistake I le make thee amends for it By holy Paule I am so crost and vext I knew not what I did and here at home Such carefull statsemen do attend vs And lookes so wisely to our common weale That we haue ill May-dayes and riots made For lawlesse rebels do disturbe our state Twelue times this terme haue we in person sate Both in the starre chamber and Chauncery courts To heare our subiects sutes determined Yet t is your office Woolsie but all of you May make a packehorse of king Henry now Well what would ye say Wool Nothing that might displease your maiesty I haue a message from the Pope to you King Then keepe it still we will not heare it yet Get all of you away auoid our presence We cannot yet commaund our patience Reach me a chaire Brand. Now wil or neuer make the king but smile And with thy mirthfull toyes allay his spleene That we his counsell may conferre with him And by my Honor I le reward thee well Too him good Will Will. Not too fast I pray least will Sommers here bee seene againe I knowe his qualities as well as the best an ye for euer when he 's angry and no body dare speake to him ye thrust me in by the head and shoulders and then wee fall to buffits but I know who has the worst ant but go my Lord stand aside and stirre not till I call yee let my cosin Patch and I alone and hee goe to boxing we le fall both vpon him that 's certain but and the worst come bee sure the Cardinals foole shall pay for t Bra. Vse your best skill good william I le not be seene Vnlesse I see him smile wil. Where art thou cosin alas poore foole he 's crept vnder the table vp cosin feare nothing the stormes past I warrant thee Patch Is the king gon cosin wil. No no yonder he sits we are all friends now The Lords are gone to dinner and thou and I must waite at the kings table Patch Not I birlady I would not waite vpon such a Lord for all the liuings in the land I thought he would haue kild my Lord Cardinall he lookt so terribly wil. Foe he did but iest with him but I le tell the cosin the rarest tricke to bee reueng'd a st passes and I le giue thee this fine silke point and thou 'lt do it Patch O braue o brave giue me it cosin and I le doe what so ere t is wil. I le stand behind the post here and thou shalt goe softly stealing behind him as hee sits reading yonder and when thou comst close to him cry boh and we le
the faith the Pope will haue thee defend euerie thing himself and all king Take hence the foole vvil: I when can ye tel dost thou thinke any oth Lords will take the foole none here I warrant except the Cardinals king What a knauish fooles this Lords you must beare with him come hether VVyll what saist thou to this newe tytell giuen vs by the Pope speake i st not rare VVill I know not how rare it is but I know how deer t will bee for I perceiue t will cost thee twelue thowsand pounds at least besides the Cardynals cost in comming kyng All these nothing the title of defender of the faith is worth yee twise as much say is it not VVyll: No by my troth dost heare old Harie I am suer the true faith is able to defend it selfe without thee and as for the Popes faith good faith 's not worth a farthing and therefore giue him not a penny K Goe too sirra meddle not you with the Popes matters VV: Let him not meddle with thy matters then for and he meddle with thee He middle with him that 's certaine and so farewell I le goe and meete my little young Master Prince Edward they say hee comes to Courte to night I le to horsebacke Prethee Harie send one to hold my sturrup shall I tell the Prince what the Pope has donne King I and thou wilt Will hee shall be defender of the faith too one day Will. No and he and I can defend our selues we care not For we are sure the faith can Exit King Lord Legat so we reuerence Rome and you As nothing you demaund shall be denied The Turke will we expell from Christendome Sending stout souldiers to his holinesse And mony to relecue distressed Rhoades So if you please passe in to banquetting Goe Lords attend them Brandon and Compton stay We haue some businesse to conferre vpon Comp. We take our leaue Exit King Most hartie welcome to my reuerent Lords So now to our businesse Brandon say Heare yee no tydings from our sister Mary Since her arriuall in the Realme of France Bron. Thus much we heard my Lord at Cales met her The youthfull Dolphin and the Peeres of France And brauely brought her to the King at Towers Where he both married her and crownde her Queene King T is well but Brandon and Compion list to me I must imploy your aide and secrecie This night we meane in some disguised shape To visit London and to walke the round Passe through their watches and obserue the care And speciall diligence to keepe our peace They say night-walkers hourely passe the streets Committing theft and hated sacriliege And slightly passe vnstaied or vnpunished Goe Compton goe and get me some disguise This night wee le see our Cities gouernment Brandon doe you attend at Baynards Castio Compton shall goe disguisde along with me Our swordes and bucklers shall conduct vs safe But if we catch a knock to quit our paine Wee le put it vp and bye vs home againe Exit Enter the Constable and Watch Prichall the Cobler being one baring a Lant-horne Constable Come neighbours we have a straight command Our watches be scuerely lookt into Much theft and murder was committed lately There are two strangers marchants of the Stillyard Cruelly slaine found floating on the Temmes And greatly are Stewes had in suspect As places fitting for no better vse Therefore be carefull and examine all Perhaps we may attach the murderer 1 Watch. Nay I assure yee maister Constable those stew houses are places of much slaughter and redemption and many cruell deedes of equitie and wickednesse are committed there for diuers good men loose both their money and their computation by them I abiure yee how say you neighbor Prichall Cob. Neighbour Capcase I knowe you 're a man of courrage and for the merry cobler of Lune streete tho I sit as lowe as Saint Faithes I can looke as high as Paules I haue in my dayes walkte to the stew as as well as my neighbours but if the mad wenches fall to burdering once and cast men into the Thames I haue done with them there 's no dealing if they carrie fire in one hand and water i th tother Con. Well maisters we are now plac'st about the Kings business And I know ye all sufficient in the knowledge of it I need not to repeate your charge againe Good neighbours vse your greatest care I pray And if vnruly persons trouble yee Call and I le come so syrs goodnight Exit Constable 1 Wat. Godyegodnight and twentie syr I warrant yee yee neede not reconcile to our charge vor some on vs has discharged the place this forty yeare I am sure Neighbours what thinke you best to be done Cob. Euery man according to his calling neighbour if the enemie come here lyes my towne of Garrison I set on him as I set on a patch if he tread on this side I vnderlay him on this side or prick him through both sides I yerke him and tricke him pare him and peece him then hang him vp beth heeles till Sunday 1 Wat. How say yee by my faith neighbour Prichall yee speake to the purpose for indeed neighbours euery sencible watch-man is to seeke the best reformation to his owne destruction 2 Wat. But what thinke yee neighbours if euery man take a nap now eth fore hand eth night and goe to bed afterward Cob. That were not a misse neither but and you le take but euery man his pot first you le sleepe like the man eth Moone yfaith 2 Doe yee thinke neighbour there is a man eth Moone 1 Wat. I assure yee in a cleare day I haue seente at midnight 2 Wat. Of what occupation is he trow Cob. Some thinkes he 's a shepheard because on s dog some saies he 's a baker going to heate his ouen with a bauen at s backe but the plaine truth is I thinke he was a cobler for yee know what the song sayes I see a man eth Moone fie man fie I see a man eth Moone clowting Saint Peters shoone and so by this reason he should be a cobler 1 Wat. By my fekins he saith true alas alas goodman Dormouse hath euen giuen vp the gost already us an honest quiet soule I warrant yee Cob. It behoues vs all to be so how doe yee neighbour Darmonse Dor. Godspeed yee Godspeed yee nay and yee goe a godssleepie name I haue nothing to say to yee 2 Lawe yee his minds on s businesse though he be nere so Cob. Come le ts all ioyne with him and steale a nappe euery man maisters to his seuerall stall 2 Agreed Godnight good neighbours Cab. Nay le ts take no leaue I le but winke a while and see you againe Enter King and Compton with bils on his backe King Come sir William We may now stand vpon our guard you see The watch has giuen vz leaue to arme our selues They feare no danger for they sleepe secure
would your Grace a while be patient In Musickes praise thus will I better it Musicke is heauenly for in Heauen is Musicke For there the Seraphins doe sing continually And when the best was borne that euer was man A Quire of Angels sang for joy of it What of Celestiall was reueald to man Was much of Musicke t is sayd the beasts did worship And sang before the Deitie supernall The kingly Prophet sang before the Arke And with his Musicke charmd the heart of Saule And if the Poet sayle vs not my Lord The dulcet tongue of Musicke made the stones To mooue irrationall beast and birds to daunce And last the Trumpets Musicke shall awake the dead And cloath their naked bones in coates of flesh T' appeare in that high house of Parliament When those that gnash their Teeth at Musicke sound Shall make that place where Musicke nere was found Pr. Thou giuest it perfect life skilfull Doctor I thanke thee for the honour'd praise thou giuest it I pray thee le ts heare it too Tye. T is readie for your Grace giue breath to your loude tun'd instruments Loude Musicke Pr. T is well me thinkes in this sound I prooue a comepleat age As Musicke so is man gouern'd by stops Aw'd by diuiding notes sometimes aloft Sometime below and when he hath attain'd His high and loftie pitch breathed his sharpest and most Shrillest ayre yet at length t is gone And fals downe flat to his conclusion Soft Musicke Another sweetnesse and harmonious sound A milder straine another kinde agreement Yet mong'st these many stringes be one vntun'd Or jarreth low or hyer than his course Not keeping steddie meane among'st the rest Corrupts them all so doth bad men the best Tye. Inough let voyces now delight his princely care A Song Pr. Doctor I thanke you and commend your cunning I est haue heard my Father merrily speake In your hye praise and thus his Highnesse sayth England one God one truth one Doctor hath For Musicks Art and that is Doctor Tye Admir'rd for skill in Musickes harmonie Tye. Your Grace doth honor me with kind acceptance Yet one thing more I doe beseech your Excellence To daine to Patronize this homely worke Which I vnto your Grace haue dedicate Pr. What is the Title Tye. The Acts of the holy Apostles turn'd into verse Which I haue set in seuerall parts to sing Worthy Acts and worthily in you remembred I le peruse them and satisfie your paines And haue them sung within my fathers Chappell I thanke yee both Now I le craue leaue a while To be a little idle pray let our lingguistes French and Italians to morrow morne be ready I must confer with them or I shall leese My little practise so God-den good Tutors Exit Cran. Health to your Highnesse God increase your dayes The hope of England and of learnings praise Enter Bonner and Gardiner reading Bon. What haue yee here my Lord of Winchester Gard. Heriticall and damned heresies Precepts that Crammers wisdome taught the Prince The Pope and we are held as heritickes What thinkst thou Bonner of this wouering age Bon. As Sea-men do of stormes yet hope for faire wether Berlady Gardiner we must looke about The Protestants begin to gather head Luther hath sowne well and Englands ground Is fatte and fertile to increase his seed Here 's loftie plants what bishops and Prelats I nobilitie temporall but we shall temper all At the returne of our high Cardinall Gar. Bonner t is true but in meane time we must Preuent this ranckor that now swels so big That it must out or breake they have a dangerous head And much I feare Bon. What not the King I hope Gard. T is doubtfull he will bend but sure Queene Katherens a strong Lutheran hard yee not How in presence of the King and Cardinall She did exsterp against his Holinesse Bon. But had our English Cardinall once attaind The high possession of Saint Peters Chaire Heed barre some toungs than now haue scope too much T is he must doo 't Gardiner t is a perilous thing Queene Katherin can do much with Englands King Gard. I Bonner that 's the summe of all There must be no Queene or the Abbies fall Bon. See where she comes with the Kings Sister And from the Princes lodging le ts salute her Gard. God morrow to your Maiestie Quee. God morrow to my reuerent Lords of London and of Winchester saw yee the King to day Bon. His Highnesse was not yet abroade this morning But here we will attend his excellence Quee. Come sister wee le go see his Maiestie La. Ma We will attend yee Maddam Quee. Gentlemen set forward God morrow Lords Gard. Ill morrow must it be to you or vs Conspirators gainst men religious Bonner these Lutherans do conspire I see And scoffe the Pope and his supremacie Bon. Le ts strike in time then and incense the King And sodainly their stares to ruine bring The Trumpets sounds it seemes the Queene is comming Wee le watch and take aduantage cunningly Enter the King Queene Lady Mary Brandon Semer Gray and Dudley King Where 's Brandon Bran. My Leedge King Come hether Kate Bran. Did your grace call Kin. I le speake we anon I le speake we anon Come Kate le ts walke a little whos 's there my Lords of London and of Winchester welcome welcome by this your maister the Cardinall I troe has parted with the Emperour set a league betweene the French and him Mother of God I would our selfe in person had beene there But Wolseys diligence we neede not feare Ha think yee he will not Gard. No doubt he will my Lord King I Gardner t will be his best pollicie Their friendship must aduance his dignitie If ere he get the Papall gouernance Dud. And that will neuer be I hope Sem. T were pittie it should Gray Hee 's proud enough already Kin. Haw what 's that yee talke there Bran. They say my Lord hee 's gone with such a traine As if he should be elected presently King Fore-god t is a gallant Priest come hether Charles prithee let me leane a thy shoulder by Saint George Kate I grow stiffe me thinkes Quee. Wil t please your Highnesse sit and rest your selfe King No no Kate I le walke still Brandon shall stay mine arme I me fat and pursie and t will get me a stomack Sawst the Prince to day Kate Quee. I my good Lord King God bless him and make him fortunate I tell yee Lords the hope that England hath is now in him fore-god I thinke old Harry must leaue yee shortly well Gods will be done heerle be old shuffling then ha will there not well you say nothing pray God there be not I like not this difference in religion I Gods deere Lady and I liue but seauen yeere longer wee le take order throughly Bon. We heare that Luther out of Germanie Hath with a booke vnto your Maiestie Wherein he much repents his former deeds Crauing your Highnesse pardon