When you see me You know me Or the famous Chronicle Historie of king Henry the eight with the birth and vertuous life of Edward Prince of Wales As it was playd by the high and mightie Prince of Wales his seruants By SAMVELL ROVVLY seruant to the Prince LONDON Imprinted for Nathaniell Butter and are to be sold in Paules Church-yeard neare Saint Austines gate 1605 When you see me You know me Enter the Cardinall with the Embassadours of Fraunce in all state and royaltie the Purse and Mace before him Woolsie GEntlemen giue leaue you great embassadors From Francis the most christian king of Fraunce My Lord of Paris and Lord Boneuet Welcome to England since the king your maistes Intreates our furtherance to aduance his peace Giuing vs titles of high dignitie As next elect to Romes Suprenacie Tell him we haue so wrought with English Henry Who as his right hand loues the Cardinall That vn-delaid you shal haue audience And this day will the king in person sit To heare your message and to answere it Boneuet Your grace hath done vs double curtesie For so much doth the king our maister long To haue an answer of this embassage As minutes are thought months till we returne Paris And that is the cause his highnesse moues your grace To quicke dispatch betwixt the king and him And for a quittance of your forwardnesse And hopefull kindnesse to the crowne of Fraunce Twelue reuerent Bishops are sent post to Rome Both from his highnesse and the Emperour To moue Campeus and the Cardinals For your election to the papall throne That Woolsies head may yeare the tripall Crowne Wool We thanke his highnesse for remembring vs And so salute my Lord the Emperour Both which if Woolsie be made Pope of Rome Shall be made famous through all Christendome How now Bonner Enter Bonner Bon. Sir William Cumpton from his highnesse comes To do a message to your excellence VVool. Delay him a while and tell him we are busie Meane time my Lords you shall with draw your selues Our priuate conference must not be knowne Let all your gentlemen in their best array Attend you brauely to king Henries court Where we in person presently will meete you And doubt not we le preuaile succesfully Bone But hath your grace yet moued his highnes sister For kind acceptance of our Soueraignes loue Wool I haue and by the kings meanes finisht it And yet it was a taske I tell yee Lords That might haue bene imposed to Hercules To win a Lady of her spirit and yeares To see her first loue cround with siluer haires As old king Lewes is that bedrid lyes Vnfit for loue or worldly vanities Bon. But t is is countries peace the king respects Wol. We thinke no lesse we haue fully wrought it The Emperours forces that were leuied To inuade the frontyres of loe Burgondy Are staid in Brabant by the kings commaund The Admirall Hayward that was lately sent With threescore saile of ships and pinnaces To Batter downe the townes in Normandy Is by our care for him cald home againe Then doubt not of a faire successefull end Since VVoolsie is esteemd your Soueraines friend Par. We thanke your excellence and take our leaues VVool. Hast ye to court lie meete ye presently Bone God morrow to your grace Exeunt VVol. God morrow Lords go cal Sir VVilliam Cumpton in We must haue narrow eyes and quicke conceit To looke into these dangerous stratagemes I will effect for Fraunce as they for me If Woolsie to the Popes high state attaine The league is kept or else here brea kt againe Enter Bonner and Cumpton Now good Sir William Cum. The king my Lord intreates your reuerent grace There may be had some priuate conference Betwixt his highnesse and your excellence Before he heare the French Embassadors And wils you hasten your repaire to him Wool We will attend his highnesse presently Bonner see all our traine be set in readinesse That in our state and pompe pontificiall We may passe on to grace king Henries court Cump. I haue a message from the Queene my Lord Who much commends humbly thanks your grace For your exceeding loue and zealous prayers By your directions through all England sent To inuocate for her sound prosperous helpe By heauens faire hand in child-bed passions Wool We thanke her highnesse that accepts our loue In all Cathedrall Churches through the land Are Masses Derges and Prosessions sung With prayers to heauen to blesse her Maiestie And send her ioy and quicke deliuery And so Sir William do my duty to her Queene Iane was euer kind and courteous And alwaies of her subiects honoured Cump. I take my leaue my Lord Exit Wol. Adew good knight wee le follow presantly Now Woolsie worke thy wittes like gaddes of steele And make them plyable to all impressions That King and Queene and all may honour thee So toild not Caesar in the state of Roome As Woolsie labours in the affaires of Kings As Hanniball with oyle did melt the Alpes To make a passage into Italie So must we beare our high pitcht Eminence To digge for glorie in the hearts of men Till we haue got the papall diadem And to this end haue I composd this plot And made a League betweene the French and vs And match their Aged King in holy Mariage With Ladie Mary Royall Henries sister That he in peace complotting with the Emperor May plead for vs within the Courts of Rome Wherefore was Alexanders fame so great But that he conquered and deposed Kings And where doth Woolsie faile to follow him That thus comman deth Kings and Emperors Great Englands Lord haue I so won with words That vnder culloure of aduising him I ouerrule both Counsell Court and King Let him command but we will execute Making our glorie to out-shine his fame Till we haue purchast an eternall name Enter Boner Now Boner are those proclamations sente As we directed to the Shriffes of London Of certaine new deuised Articles For ordering those brothelles called the Stewes Bon. They are readie my Lord and the Shrieue attends for them Wol. Dispatch him quickely and haste after me We must attend the Kings high Maiestie Sound Trumpets Enter King Harry the Eight Queene Iane bigge with Child the Cardinall Charles Brandon Duke of Suffolke Dudlit Graye Compton the Ladie Marie The Countesse of Salisburie attending on the Queene King Charles Brandon Dudly and my good Lord Gray Prepare your selues and be in readinesse To entertaine these French Embassadors Meete them before our royall Pallace Gate And so conduct them to our Maiestie We meane this day to giue them Audience Dud. Gray We will my Lord Brand. Le tone attend without And bring vs word when they are comming on King How now Queene Iane Mother of God my loue Thou wilt neuer be able to sit halfe this time Ladies I feare she le wake ye yer be long Me thinkes she beares her burthen verie heauily And yet good sister and
and withall Submits himselfe vnto your Graces pleasure Kin. Bonner t is true and we haue answered it Blaming at first his haughtie insolence And now his lightnesse and inconstancie That writ he knew not what so childishly Gard. Much bloodshed there is now in Germanie About this difference in religion With Lutherans Arians and Anabaptists As halfe the Prouince of Heluetia Is with their tumults almost quite destroyde Quee. Me thinkes t were well my royall Soueraigne Your Grace the Emperour and the Christian kings Would call a Counsaile and peruse the bookes That Luther writ against the Catholickes And superstitions of the Church of Rome And if they teach a truer way to heauen Agreeing with the Hebrew Testament Why should they not be red and followed Kin. Thou sayst wel Kate so they agree with the scriptures I thinke t is lawfull to peruse and read them speake Bishops Gard. Most vnlawfull my deare Soueraigne Vnlesse permitted by his Holynesse Queen How proue ye that my Lord Kin. Well sed Kate to them againe good wench Lordes giue vs leaue awhile auoyde the Presence there wee l heare the Bishops and my Queene dispute Queen I am a weake Scholler my Lord But on conditiō that your Highnesse not these reuerent Lords Will take no exceptions at my womans wit I am content to holde them Argument And first with reuerence to his Maiestie Pray tell me why would ye make the King beleeue His Highnesse and the people vnder him Are tyde so strictly to obay the Pope Bon. Because faire Queene he is Gods Deputie Queen So are all Kings and God himselfe commaunds The King to rule and people to obay And both to loue and honour him But you that are sworne seruants vnto Rome How are ye faithfull subiects to the King When first ye scrue the Pope then after him Gard. Madame these are that sectes of Lutherans That makes your Highnesse so mistake the Scriptures Your slender arguments thus aunswered Before the King God must be must be worshipped Queen T is true but pray ye answere this Suppose the King by Proclamation Commaunded you and euery of his subiects On paine of death and forfeit of his goods To spurne against the Popes authoritie Yee know the Scripture binds yee to obey him But this I thinke if that his Grace did so Your slight obedience all the world should know King Gods-mother Kate thoust toucht them there What say yee to that Bonner Bon. Were it to any but her Maiestie These questions were confuted easily Quee. Pray tell the King then what Scripture haue yee To teach religion in an vnknowne language Instruct the ignorant to kneele to Saints By bare-foote pilgrimage to visite shrines For mony to release from Purgatorie The vildest villaine theefe or murderer All this the people must beleeue you can Such is the dregs of Romes religion Gard. I those are the speeches of those hereticks Cranmer Ridley and blunt Lattimer That dayly raile against his Hollynesse Filling the land with hatefull heresies Quee. Nay be not angry nor mistake them Lords What they haue said or done was mildly followed As by their Articles are euident King Where are those Articles Kate Quee. I le goe and fetch them to your Maiestie And pray your Highnesse view them gratiously Exit Quee. Kin. Go fetch them Kate a sirta we haue womē doctors Now I see Mother a God here 's a fine world the whilste That twixt so many mens opinions The holy Scriptures must be banded thus Gard. God graunt it breede no farther detriment Vnto your crowne and sacred dignite They that would alter thus Religion I feare they scarcely loue your royall person Kin. Ha take heed what you say Gardiner Gard. My loue and dutie to your Maiestie Bids me be bolde to speake my conscience Vnlesse your safetie and your life they hate Why should they dayly thus disturbe the state To smooth the face of false rebellion Proude traytors will pretend religion For vnder colour of reformation The vpstart followers of Wickcliffes doctrine In the fift Henries dayes arise in armes And had nor dilligent care preuented them Their powres had sodainely surprisd the King And good my Leege who knows their proud intent That thus rebell against your gouernment Kin. Shrode proofes berlady and by saint Peter I sweare we will not trust their gentlenesse Speake Gardner and resolue vs speedily Whos 's the ring-leader of this lusty crew Bon. Vnlesse your highnes please to pardon vs We dare not speake nor vrge your maiesty Kin. We pardon what ye speake resolue vs speedely Gard. Then if your royall person will be safe Your life preserude and this faire Realme in peace And all these troubles smoothly pacifide The Queene deare Lord must be remoued from you Kin. Haw the Queene bold Sir aduise ye well Take heede ye do not wrong her loyalty Gard. See here my leege are proofes too manifest Her highnesse with a sect of Lutherans Haue priuate meetings secret conuentickells To wrest the grounds of all religion Seeking by tumults to subuert the state The which without your maiesties consent Is treason capitall against the Crowne Bon. And seeing without the knowledge of your grace They dare attempt these dangerous stratagems T is to be fearde which heauen we pray preuent They do conspire against your sacred life Gard. Why else should all these priuate meetings be without the knowledge of your maiesty Kin. Mother a god these proofes are probabell And strong presumptions doe confirme your words within there ho Enter Compton My Lord Kin. Sir William Compton see the dores made fast Dubble our gard let none come nere our person Sommon the counsell to confer with vs Bid them attend vs in the priuy chamber Comp. Here is a letter for your maiesty From Martin Luther out of Germany Kin. Dambd Scysmatick still will he trouble vs with bookes and letters leaue it and be gone Exit Compt The villaine thinks to smooth his trechery By fawning speeches to our maiesty But by my George Lord Bishops if I liue I le roote his fauorits from Englands bounds What writes his worship Gard. Now Bonner stir the game is set a foot The king is now incenst le ts follow close To haue Queene Katherne shorter by a head These heresies will cease when she is dead Kin. Holy sain: Peter what a knaue is this Ere while he writ submissiuely to vs And now againe repents his humblenesse Bishops it seemes being toucht with our reply He wrights thus boldly to our maiesty Gardner looke here he was deceaued he says When he thought to finde Iohn Baptist in the Courts of princes or resident with those that are Cloathed in purple Mother a god I st not a dangerous knaue Gard. False luther knaues he has great friends in England Else durst he not thus moue your Maiestie Kin. Wee le cut his friends off ere they grow too strong And sweepe these vypers from our state ere long No maruell though Queene Katherne plead for him That is
I see the greatest Lutherin How is your counsels we proceede in these Bon. t ware best your grace did send her to the Towre Before they further doe consit with her Kin. Let it be so go get a warrant drawne And with a strong garde beare her to the Towre Our hand shall signe your large commission Let Cranmer from the Prince be straight remooued And come not neere the Court on paine of death Mother a God shall I be baffeld thus By traitors rebels and false heritickes Get Articles for her araignement readie If she of treason be conuict I sweare Her head goes off were she my kingdomes aire Sound Exit Enter the Prince Cranm Tye and the young Lords Prin. Cranmer Cran. My Lord Prin. Where is Franciscoe our Italian Tutor Cran. He does attend your Grace without my Lord Prin. Tell him anon we will conferre with him Wee le plie our learning Browne least you be beaten We will not haue your Knighthood so disgrast Brow I thanke yee good my Lord And your Grace would but a little plie your learning I warrant yee I le keepe my Knighthood from breeching Prin. Faith Ned I will how now what letter 's that 1. Ser. From your Graces sister the Lady Mary Prin. Come giue it me we gesse at the contents Cranmer my sister oft hath writ to me That you and Bishop Bonner might conferre About these points of new Religion Tell me Tutor will yee dispute with him Cran. With all my hart my Lord and wish the king Would daine to here our disputarion Prin. What hast thou there 2. Ser. A Letter from your royall sister young Elizabeth Prin. Another Letter ere we open this Well we will view them both immediatly I pray yee attend vs in the next Chamber And Tutors if I call yee not before Giue me some notice if the king my Father Be walkt abroade I must goe visite him Tye. We will faire Prince Prin. What sayes my sister Mary she is eldest And by due course must first be answered The blessed Mother of thy redeemer with all the Angels holy Saints be intermissers to preserue thee of Idolatrie to inuocate the Saints for helpe Alas good sister still in this opinion These are thy blinded Tutors Bonner Gardner That wrong thy thoughts with foolish herisies He read no farther to him will Edward pray For preseruation that can him selfe preserue me Without the helpe of Saint or cerimonie What writes Elizabeth sweete sister thou hast my hart And of Prince Edwards loue hast greatest part Sweet Prince I salute thee with a Sisters loue Be stedfast in thy faith and let thy prayers Be dedicate to God only for t is he alone Can strengthen thee and confound thine enimies Giue a setled assurance of thy hopes in heauen God strengthen thee in all temptations And giue thee grace to shun Idolatrie Heauen send thee life to inherite thy election To God I commend thee who still I pray preserue thee Thy louing Sister Elizabeth Louing thou art and of me best beloued Thy lines shal be my contemplations cures And in thy vertues will I meditate To Christ I le onely pray for me and thee Enter Cranmer This I imbrace away Idolatrie How now Cranmer where 's the King Cran. Conferring with his counsell gratious Prince There is some earnest businesse troubles him The Guardes are doubled and commandment giuen That none be suffered to come neere the presence God keepe his Maiestie from traitors hands Pri. Amen good Cranmer what should disturbe him thus Is Cardinall Wolsey yet returned from France Tye. I my good Lord and this day comes to court Prin. Perhaps this hastie business of the King Is touching Wolsey and his Embassage Cran. Pray God it be no worse my Lord Ent Compt Tye. Here comes sir William Compton from his highnesse Comp. Health to your excellencie Prin. What newes sir William Comp. The King expects your Graces companie And wils vout Highnesse come and speake with him And doctor Cranmer from his Maiestie I charge yee speedily to leaue the Court And come not neere the Prince on paine of death Without direction from the King and Peeres Cran. Sir I obey yee God so deale with me As I haue wisht vnto his Maiestie Prin. Cranmer banisht the Court for what I pray Comp. I know not gratious Lord pray pardon me T is the Kings pleasure and trust me I am sorry It was my hap to bring this heauie message Cran. Nay good sir William your message moues not me My seruice to his royall Maiestie Was alwayes true and iust so helpe me heauen Onely I pray your Grace to moue the King That I may come to tryall speedily And if in ought I haue deserued death Let me not draw another minutes breath Exit Cranmer Compt. Will yee goe my Lord Prin. Not yet we are not your prisoner are we sir Compt. No my deere Lord Prin. Then goe before and we will follow yee Your worship will forget your selfe I see Enter Tye My tutor thrust from court so sodainly this is strange Tye. The Queene my Lord is come to speake with you Enter Queene Prin. Auoyde the presence then and conduct her in I le speake with her and after see the King Quee. Leaue vs alone I pray yee Prin. Your grace is welcome how fares your Maiestie Quee. Neuer so ill deare Prince for now I feare Euen as a wretched caitiffe kild with care I am accusde of treason and the king Is now in counsell to dispose of me I know his frowne is death and I shall dye Prin. Who are your accusers Quee. I know not Prin. How know yee then his Grace is so incenst Quee. One of my Gentlemen passing by the presence Tooke vp this bill of accusations Wherein twelue Articles are drawne against me It seemes my false accusers lost it there Here they accuse me of conspiracie That I with Cranmer Lutimer and Ridley Doo seeke to raise rebellion in the state Alter religion and bring Luther in And to new gouernment inforce the king Prin. Then that 's the cause that Cranmer was remooued But did your Highnesse ere conferre with them As they haue here accusde yee to the king Quee. Neuer nor euer had I one such thought As I haue hope in him my soule hath bought Prin. Then feare not gratious Maddam I le to the king And doubt not but I le make your peace with him Quee. O pleade for me tell him my soule is cleare Neuer did thought of treason harbor heere As I intended to his sacred life So be it to my soule or ioy or greefe Prin. Stay here till I returne I le moue his maiestie That you may answer your accusers presently Exit Prince Quee. O I shall neuer come to speake with him The Lion in his rage is not to sterne As Royall Herry in his wrathfull spleene And they that haue accused me to his grace Will worke such meanes I neare shall see his face Wretched Queene Katherin would
fore-head write my worst intent And let your hate against my life be bent If euer thought of ill against your maiestie Was harbord here refuse me gratious God To your face my ledge if to your face I speake it It manifests no complot nor no treason Nor are they loyall that so iniure me What I did speake was as my womans wit To hold out Argument could compasse it My puny schollership is helde too weake To maintaine proofes about religion Alas I did it but to wast the time Knowing as then your grace was weake and sickly So to expell parte of your paine and griese And for my good intent they seeke my life O God how am I wrongd Kin. Ha saist thou so was it no otherwise Que. What should I say that you might credit me If I am false heauen strike me sodainly King Body a me what euerlasting knaues are these that wrong thee thus alas poore Kate come stand vp stand vp wipe thine eyes wipe thine eyes foregod t was told me that thou wert a traytor I could hardly thinke it but that it was applide so hard to me Godsmother Kate I feare my life I tell ye King Harry would be loath to die by treason now that has bid so many brunts vnblemished yet I confesse that now I growe stiffe my legges faile me first but they stand furthiest from my hart and that 's still sound I thanke my God giue me thy hand come kisse me Kate so now i me friends againe hurson knaues crafty varlets make thee a traytor to oulde Harries life well well I le meete with some on them Sfoute come sit on my knee Kate Mother a god he that says th' art false to me by Englands crowne I le hang him presently Que. When I haue thought of ill against your state Let me be made the vildest reprobate Kin. That 's my good Kate but by th mary God Queene Katherne you must thanke prince Edward here For but for him th'adst gone toth towre I swere Que. I shal be euer thankfull to his highnesse And pray for him and for your maiesty Ki. Come Kate wee ll walke a while eth garden heere who keepes the dote there Compt: My Lord King Sir William Compton here take my ring Bid Doctor Cranmer haste to Court againe Give him that token of king Henries love Discharge our guards we feare no traytors hand Our State beloved of all doth firmely stand Go Compton Comp: I go my Lord King Bid Wolsey haste him to our royall presence Great Charles the mighty Romane Emperour Our Nephew and the hope of Christendome Is landed in our faire Dominion To see his Vnckle and the English Court Wee 'le entertaine him with imperiall port Come hither Ned Enter Bonner and Gardner with the guard Gar Felows stay there and when I cal come forward The service you pursue is for the kings Therefore I charge you to performe it boldly We have his hand and seale to warrant it Guard Wee 'le fellow you with resolution sir The Church is on our side what should we feare Gard: See yonder shee s talking with his Maiesty Thinke you we may attempt to take her heere Bon: Why should we not have we not firme cōmission To attach hir any where be bold and feare not Fellowes come forward King How now what 's heere to do Qu The Bishops it seemes my Lord would speake with you King With bills and holberds well tarry there Kate I le go my selfe Now wherefore come you Gard: As loyall subiects to your state and person We come to apprehend that trayterous woman King Y are a couple of drunken knaves and varlets Gods holy mother shee is more true and iust Then any Prelate that Subornes the Pops Thus to vsurpe vpon our government Call you her traytor y' are lying beastes and false conspiratours Bon: Your Maiesty hath seene what proofes we had King Here you Bonner you are a whorson coxcomb What proofes had ye but treasons of your owne inventions Queene O my deare Lorde respect the reverend Bishoppes Bonner and Gardner loves your Maiestie King Alas poore Kate thou think'st full little what they come for Thou hast small reason to commend their loves That falsly have accusde thy harmelesse life Queene O God are these mine enemies Gard: We have your highnesse hand to warrant it King Le ts see it then Gard: T is heere my Liege King So nowe yee have both my hand to contradict what one hand did and now our word againe shal serve as warrant to beare you both as prisoners to the Fleete Where you shall answer this conspiracie You fellows that came to attach the Queens Lay hands on them and beare them to the Fleete Queene O I beseech your highnesse on my knees Remit the doome of their imprisonment King Stand vp good Kate thou wrongst thy Maiesty To plead for them that thus have iniurde thee Queene I have forgotten it and do still intreate Their humble pardons at your gratious feet King Mother of God what a foolish woman 's this Well for her sake we revoke our doome But come not neere vs as you love your lives Away and leave vs you are knaves and miscreants Whorson Caitifes come to attach my Queene Queene Vex not my Lord it will distemper you Enter Barnden King Mother a God I le temper some on them for 't How now Branden Bran: The Emperour my Lord King Get a traine readie there Charles Branden Wee le meete the Monarke of imperiall Rome Go Ned prepare your selfe to meete the Emperour Wee le send you further notice of our pleasure Enter Cardinall and Wil. Attend the Prince there Welcome Lord Cardinall Hath not our tedious iorney into France Disturbed your Graces health and reverent person Wil No no ne're feare hun Harry he haz got More by the iourney hee le be Pope shortly King What William how chance I have not seene you to day I thought you would not have bin the hindmost man to salute me Wil No more I am not Harry for yonder is Patch behinde me I could never get him before me since thou coniurst him i' th great chamber all the horse i' th towne cannot hawle him into thy presence I warrant thee King Will hee not come in Wil Not for the world he stands watching at the dore Hee 'le not stirre while the Cardinal come Then the foole will follow him every where Wool: I thank you William I am beholding to you stil Wil Na my Lord I am more beholding vnto you I thanke your foole for it we have ransakled your winesellers since you went into France Doe you blush my Lord na that 's nothing you have wine there is able to set a colour in any mans face I warrant it King Why William is the Cardinalls wine so good Wil Better then thine I le be sworne I le take but two handfulls of his wine and it shall fill foure hogges-heads of thine looke here else Wool: Mordieu Wil Mor divell i st
my honored Lords If this faire houre exceede not her expect And passe the callender of her accounts Shee will heare this Embassage Iane wilt thou nor Q Iane Yes my deere Lord I cannot leaue your sight So long as life retaines this Mantion In whose sweete lookes bright soueraigntyes in Thronde That make all Nations loue and honor thee Within thy frame sits Awfull Maiestie Wrethed in the curled furrowes of thy fronte Admird and feard euen of thine enemies To be with thee is my felicitie Not to behold the state of all the world Could winne thy Queene thy sicke vnwildie Queene To leaue her Chamber in this mothers state But sight of thee vnequall potent ate Kyng God a-mercie Iane reach me thy princely hand Thou art now a right woman goodly cheife of thy sex Me thinkes thou art a Queene suparlatiue Mother a God this is a womans glorie Like good September Vines loden with fruite How ill did they define the name of wemen Adding so soule a preposition To call it woe to man t is woe from man If woe it be and then who dus not know That weomen still from men receaue their woe Yes hey loue men for it but what 's their gaine Poore soules no more but trauaile for their paine Come loue thou art sad call Will Sommers in to Make her merrie where is the foole to day Dud. He was met my Leige they say at London Earely this morning with Doctor Skelton I le Hes neuer from him goe let a grome be sent And fetch him home my good Lord Cardinall Who are the cheife of these Embassadors Wool Lord Boneuet the French high Admirall And Iohn de Mazo reuerent Bishop of Paris King Let their welcome be thy care good Woolsie Wool It shall my Liege Enter Cumpton King Spare for no cost Compton what newes Cump. Embassadors my Liege King Inough go giue them entertainement Lords Charles Brandon hearst thou giue them courtesie Inough and state inough go conduct them Brand. I go my Lord Enter Will sommers booted and spurved blowing a horne King How now William what post post where haue you bene riding Will. Out of my way old Hary I am all on the spurre I can tell yee I haue tidings worth telling King Why where hast thou bin Wil. Marrie I rise early and ride post to London to know what newes was here at Court King Was that your neerest way William Will. O I the verie foote pathe but yet I rid the horse way to here it I warrant there is nere a Cundhead keeper in Londō but knowes what is done in all the Courts in Cristendome Wolsie And what is the best newes there William VVill. Good newes for you my Lord Cardinall for one of the old wemen Waterbearers told me for certain that last Friday all the belles in Rome Rang backward there was a thowsand Derges sung sixe hundred auemaries said euerie man washt his face in holy water the people crossing and blessing themselues to send them a new Pope for the old is gon to purgatory VVolsie Ha ha ha Will. Nay my Lord you 'd laugh if 't were so indeed for euery bodie thinks if the Pope were dead you gape for a benefice but this newes my Lord is cald too good to be true King But this newes came a pace Will that came from Rome to London since Friday last Will. For t was at Billings-gate by Satterday Morning t was a full Moone and it came vp in a spring tide Kin. Then you here of the Embassadors that are come Wills I I that was the cause of my ryding to know what they came for I was told it all at a Barbars King Ha ha what a fooles this Iane and what doe they say he comes for Will William Marry they say he comes to craue thy aide against the great Turk that vowes to ouerrunne all France within this fortnight he 's in a terrible rage belike they say the reason is his old god Mamet that was buried i th top on 's Church at Meca his Tombe fell downe and kilde a Sowe and seuen Pigges whereupon they thinke all swines flesh is new sanctified and now it is thought the Iewes wil fall to eating of porke extreamely after it king This is strang indeede but is this all Will. No there is other newes that was told me among the wemen at a backe house and that is this they say the great Bell in glassenberie Tor has told twise and that king Arthur and his Knights of the round Table that were buried in Armour are aliue again crying Saint Gorge for England and meane shortly to conquere Rome marrie this is thought to be but a morrall king The Embassadors are comming and heare William see that you be silent when you see them heare William I le be wise and say little I warrant thee and therefore till I see em come I le go talke with the Queene how dost thou lane sirra Harrie shee lookes verie bigge vpon me but I care not and shee bring thee a young Prince Will sommers may hap's be his foole whē you two are both dead and rotten Kin: Goe to William how now Iane what groning Gods me th' hast an Angrie soldiers frowne William I thinke to Harrie thou hast prest her often I am sure this two yeres she has seru'd vnder thy stādard Q lane Good faith my Lord I must intreat your grace That with your fauour I may leaue the presence I cannot stay to heare this Embassage king Gods holy mother Ladies leau her to her chāber Goe bid the Midwiues and the Nursses v. aight Make hole some fiers and take her from the Ayer Now Iane God bring me but a chopping boy Be but the Mother to a Prince of Wales Ad a ninth Henrie to the English Crowne And thou mak'st full my hopes faire Queene adew And may heauens helping hand our ioyes renew Comp: God make your Maiestie a happie Mother Dud: And helpe you in your weakest passions With zealous prayer we all will inuocate The powers deuine for your deliuerie Q lane We thanke you all and in faire enterchange We 'l pray for you now on my my humble knees I take my leaue of your high Maiestie God send your highnesse long and happie Raigne And blesse this kingdome and your subiects lyues And to your gratious heart all ioy restore I feare I shall neuer behold you more King Doe not thinke so faire Queene goe to thy bed Let not my loue be so discomforted Wil No no I warrāt thee Iane make hast dispatch this That thou maist haue another against next Christmas King Ladies attend her Countesse of Salisburie sister Mary VVho first brings word that Harrie hath a Son Shall be rewarded well Will, I I le bee his suertie but doe you heare wenches shee that brings the first tydings how soeuer it fall out lot her be sure to say the Child 's like the father or els shee shall haue nothing Enter Lords and Embassadors
enter bonds for more Which with my conquering sword with fury bent I le purchase in the farthest continent Vse all your chiefest skill make hast away Whilst we for your successe deuoutly pray Enter Lord Seymer Seym. All ioy and happinesse betide my Soueraigne King Ioy be it good Lord Seymer noble father Or ioy or griefe thou hast a part in it Thou comit to greete vs in a doubtfull houre Thy daughter and my Queene lies now in paine And if I loose Seymer thou canst not gaine Sey. Yet comfort good my Liege this womans woe Why t is as certaine to her as her death Both giuen her in her first creation It is a sower to sweete giuen them at first By their first mother then put sorrow hence Your grace ere long shall see a gallant Prince King Be thou a Prophet Seymer in thy words Thy loue some comfort to our hopes affoords How now Enter two Ladies Count My gratious Lord here I present to you A goodly sonne see here your flesh your bone Looke here royall Lord I warrant t is your owne Seym. See here my Liege by the rood a gallant Prince Ha little cakebread foregod a chopping boy King Euen now I wept with sorow now with ioy Take that for thy good newes how fares my Queene Enter Mary and one Lady Count O my good Lord the wofull King Tell no more of woe speake doth she liue What weepe ye all nay then my heart misgiues Resolue me sister is the newes worth hearing L. Mary Nor worth the telling royall Soueraigne King Now by my crowne thou dimst my royaltie And with thy cloudie lookes eclipst my ioyes Thy silent eye bewrayes a ruthfull sound Stopt in the organs of thy troubled spirit Say is she dead La. Mary Without offence she is Kin. Without offence saist thou heauen take my soule What can be more offensiue to my life Then sad remembrance of my faire Queenes death Thou wofull man that camst to comfort me How shall I ease thy hearts calamitie That cannot helpe thy selfe how one sad minute Hath raisd a fount of sorrowes in his eyes And bleard his aged cheekes yet Seymer see She hath left part of her selfe a sonne to me To thee a graund-child vnto the land a Prince The perfect substance of his royall mother In whom her memory shall euer liue Phaenix Iana obit vato Phaenice Dolendum secula phaenices nulla tulisse duas One Phenix dying giues another life Thus must we flatter our extreamest griefe What day is this Cump. Saint Edwards euen my Lord Kin. Prepare for christning Edward shall be his name Enter the Cardinall Embassadors Bonner and Gardner Wool My Lords of Fraunce you haue had small cheere with vs But you must pardon vs the times are sad And focits not now for mirth and banqueting Therefore I pray make your swift returne Commend me to your king and kindly tell him The English Cardinall will remaine his friend The Lady Mary shall be forthwith sent And ouertake ye ere you reach to Douer And for the businesse that concearnes the league Vrge it no more but leaue it to my care Bone We thanke your grace my good Lord Cardinal And so with thankfulnesse we take our leaues Wool Happily speed my honorable Lords My heart I sweare still keepes you company Farewell to both pray your king remember My sute betwixt him and the Emperour We shall be thankfull if they thinke on vs Par. We will be earnest in your cause my Lord So of your grace we once more take our leaues Wool Againe farewell Bonner conduct them forth Now Gardner what thinkst thou of these times Gard. Well that the leagues confirmd my gratious Lord Ill that I feare the death of good Queene Iane Will caute new troubles in our state againe VVool. Why thinkst thou so Gard. I feare false Luther doctrins spread so farre I cast that his highnesse now vnmaried Should match amongst that sect of Lutherans You saw how soone his maiestie was wonne To scorne the Pope and Romes religion When Queene Anne Bullen wore the diadem Wool Gardner t is true so was the rumor spread But Woolsie wrought such meanes she lost her head Tush feare not thou whilst Haries life doth stand He shall be king but we will rule the land Bonner come hither you are our trustie friend See that the treasure we have gathered The Copes the Vestments and the Challices The smoake pence and the tributary fees That English chimnies pay the Church of Rome Be barreld close within the inner seller We le send it ouer shortly to prepare Our swift aduancement to Saint Peters chaire Be trustie and be sure of honors speedily The king hath promised at the next election Bonner shall haue the Bishopricke of London Bon. I humbly thanke your grace Wool And Gardner shall be Lord of Winchester Had we our hopes what shall you not be then When we haue got the Papall diadem Exeunt Enter Brandon Dudley Gray Seymer Compton Br. How now Sir William Cumpton where is the king Cum. His grace is walking in the gallery As sad and passionate as ere he was Dud. T were good your grace went in to comfort him Bran. Not I Lord Dudley by my George I sweare Vnlesse his Highnesse first had sent for me I will not put my head in such a hazzard I know his anger and his spleene too well Gray T is strange this humor hath his highnesse held Euer since the death of good Queene Iane That none dares venture to conferre with him Enter Cardinall Sommers and Patch Dud. Here comes the Cardinall Bran I and two fooles after him his Lordship is well attended still Sem. Le ts win this prelate to salute the king It may perhaps work his disgrace with him Wool How now William what are you here to VVill. I my Lord all the fooles follow you I come to bid my cosin Patch welcome to the court and when I come to Yorke house he le do as much for me will yee not Patch Pat. Yes cosin hey da tere dedell dey day sing Wool What are you singing sirra Will. I le make him cry as fast anon I hold a peny Dud. God morrow to your grace my good Lord Cardmall Wool We thanke your honour Enter king within Call within Kyng What Cumpton Carew Brand. Harke the king cals King Mother of God how are we attended on who waights without Brand. Go in Sir William and if you find his grace In any milder temper then he was last night Let vs haue word and we will visit him Cump. I Will my Lord Exit Wool What is the occasion that the kings so mou'd Brand. His grace hath taken such an inward greefe With sad remembrance of the Queene that 's dead That much his highnesse wrongs his state and person Besides in Ireland do the Burkes rebell And stout Pearsie that disclod the plot Was by the Earle of Kildare late put to death And Martin Luther out of Germanie Has
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
thee because thou carriest a Sword and Buckler yet th art not right Cauelere thou knowst not how to vse them thaste a heauie arme King I a good smart stroke Will. Thou cutst my head indeed but t was no play thou layest open enough I could haue entred at my pleasure King Nay I haue stout guard I assure ye Wil. Childish to a man of valour when thou shouldst haue borne thy Buckler here thou lettest it fall to thy knee thou gauest mee a wipe but t was meere chaunce but had we not beene parted I had taught ye a little Schoole play I warrant ye Brandon speakes within Brandon What hoe porter who keepes the gates there Porter Who knockes so fast Enter Brandon and Compton hastily Compt. Stand by sirrah Porter Keepe backe I say whither wil ye presse amongst the prisoners Bran. Sirrah to the Court and we must in Port. Why sir the courts not kept eth Counter to day Bran. Yes when the king is there All happinesse betide our Soueraigne Will. Sownes king Harry 1. Pri. Lord I beseech thee no All We all intreat your grace to pardon vs King Stand vp good men beshrew ye Brandon for discoeouering vs we shall not spend our time so well this moneth but there 's no remedie now the worst is this The court good fellowes must be remoued the sooner Ye all are courtiers yet Nay nay come forward Euen now you know we were more familiar You see pollicies holdes not alwayes currant I am found out and so I thinke will you be Goe Porter let him be remoued to Newgate This place I see is too secure for him Wee le send you further word for his bestowin 1. Pri I beseech your Grace King There 's no grace in thee nor none for thee Goe away with him Exit Porter and Prisoner Will. Sownes I shall to Tyburne presently King Gentlemen you that haue beene wrongde by my seruants and the Cardinals shall giue me neerer notes of it Both what they are and how much debt they owe yee Send your petitions to the Court to me And doubt not but you shall haue remedie There 's fortie Angels drinke to King Harries health And thinke withall much wrong Kings men may do The which their maisters nere consent vnto 2 Pris. God bless your Maiesty with happy life That thus respect your wofull subiects griefe King Where 's Black VVill nay come neerer man I came neerer you though yee mislikte my play VVill. Beth Lord your Maiesties the best sword and buckler man in Europe ye lye as close to your wards carrie your point as faire that no Fencer comes neere ye for gallant Fence-play King Nay now yee flatter me Will. Foregod yee broake my head most gallantly King I But t was but by chance ye know but now your heads broke you looke for a plaster I am sure Will. And your grace will giue me leaue I le put it vp and goe my waies presently King Nay soft syr the Keeper wil denie yee that priuiledge Come hither syrrha because ye shal know King Harrie loues a man I perceiue there 's some mettall in thee there 's twentie Angels for thee marrie it shall be to keepe yee in prison still till we haue further vse for ye If yee can breake through watches with egres and regres so valiantly ye shal doote amongst your countries enemies VVill. The wars sweet King t is my delight my desire my chaire of state create me but a tattord Corporall and giue me some preheminence ouer the vulgar hot-shots and I beat them not forward to as braue attempts and march my selfe I th Vantguard as ere carried against a Castle wall break my head in two places more and consume me with the mouth of a double culuering I le liue and dye with thee sweet King King T will be your best course sir goe take him in VVhen we haue need of men wee le send for him VVill. God bless your maiestie I le goe drinke to your health Exit King Begon sir keeper I thanke you for our lodging Nay indeed I doe I know had ye known vs it had bin better Praie tell the Constable that brought vs hither We thanke him and commend his faithful seruice Gentlemen le ts heare from you so God morrow Keeper there 's for my fees discharge the offices And giue them charge that none discouer vs Till we are past the citie in this disguise we came Wee le keepe vs still and so depart againe Once more God morrow you may now report Your connter was one night king Henries court Away and leaue vs Brandon what further newes Exit Bran. The old king of France is dead my Liege And left your sister Mary a young widdow King God forbid man what not so soone I hope She has not yet bin married fortie daies Is this newes certaine Bran. Most true my Lord King Alas poore Mary so soone a widdow Before thy wedding robes be halfe worne out We must then prepare black funerall garments too Well wee le haue her home the league is broake And wee le not trust her safetie with the French Charles Brandon you shall goe to France for her See that your traine be richly furnished And if the daring French braue thee in attempts Of honour Barriers Tilt and Tarnament So to retaine her bare thee like thy selfe An English man dreadlesse of the prowdest And highly scorning lowly hardinesse Bran. I shall my Soueraigne and in her honour I le cast a challenge through all the court And dare the proudest Peere in France for her King Commend me to the Ladie Catherine Parry Giue her this Ring tell her on sunday next She shall be Queene and crownde at Westminster And Anne of Cleaue shall be sent home againe Come syrs wee le leaue the citie and the counter now The day begins to breake le ts hye to court And once a quarter we desire such sport Exit Enter the Cardinall reading a letter Bonner in his Bishops Râ—â—bes VVol. My reuerent Lord of London Our trustie friend the king of France is dead And in his death our hopes are hindred The Emperour too mislikes his praises But we shall crosse him for t I doubt it not And tread vpon his pompe imperiall That thus hath wrongde the English Cardinall Bon. Your graces letters by Campeus sent I doubt not but shall worke your full content Wol. I that must be our safest way to worke Monie will make vs men when men stand out The Bastard Fredericks to attaine the place Hath made an offer to the Cardinalls Of threescore thousand pound which we will pay Three times thrice double ere we lose the day Enter Will Sommers and Patch Patch Come cousen Willian I le bring yee to my Lord Cardinall presently Will. I thanke yee cousen and when you come to the court I le bring you to the King againe yee knowe cousen he gaue yee an angell Patch I but he gaue me such a blow
King Welcome Lord Bonneuet welcome Bishop What from our brother brings this Embassage Bonneuet Most faire cōmends great renowned Hen We in the person of our Lord and King Here of your highnesse doe intreate a League And to reedifie the former peace Held betwixt the Realmes of England and of France Of late disordred for some pettie wrongs And pray your Maiestie to stay your powers Alreadie leuied in low Burgandie Which to maintaine our oaths shall be ingadge And to confirme it with more surety He craues your faire consent vnto his loue And giue the Lady Mary for his Queene The second sister to your Royall selfe So may an heire springing from both your bloods Make both Realmes happie by a lasting league King Wee kindely doe receiue your Maisters loue And yet our grant stands stronge vnto his suit If that no following censure feeble it For we herein must take our Counsels aide But howsoeuer our answere shall be swift Meane time we grant you faire accesse to woe And winne her if you can to be his Queene Our selfe will second you Right welcome both Lord Cardinall these Lords shall be your Guests But let our Treasure wast to welcome them Banquet them how they will what cheere what sport Let them see Harry keepes a kingly Court VVolsie I shall my Soueraigne Ex. Wools Ki With draw a while our selues will follow ye Now will are you not deceiu'd in this Embassage You heard they came for aide against the Turke Will. Well then now I see there is loud lies told in London But al 's on for their comming 's to as much purpose as the other king And why I pray Wil. Why dost thou thinke thy sister such a foole to marrie such an old dies veneris he get her with Prince I when either I or the Cardinall prooue Pope and that will neuer be I hope King How knowest thou him to be old thou neuer sawest him VVill. No nor he me but I saw his picture with ner-a toothe the head out and all his beard as well fauoured as a white frost but it is no matter if he haue her he will dye shortly and then she may help to bury him Enter Ladyes 1 Lad. Runne Runne good Maddam call the Ladyes in Call for more Womens helpe the Queene is sicke 2 Lad For Gods loue goe backe againe and warme more clothes O let the wine be well burned I charge yee VVill I In any case or I cannot drinke it doost thou heare Harry what a coile they keepe I warrant these women will drinke thee vp more wine with their gossipping then was spent in all the Conduits at thy Coronation Enter Lady Mary and the Countes of Salisbury King T is no matter Will How now Ladies La Mary I beseech your grace command the foole forth of the pesence k. Away William you must be gone her 's womens matters in hand Willi Let them speake loe then I le not out of the roome sure Count Come come let 's thrust him out he 'le not sturre else Will: Thrust me nay and ye goe to thrusting I le thrust some of you downe I warrant ye King Nay goe good William VVill. I le out of their company Harry they will scratch worse then cats if they catch me therefore I le hence and leaue them God boy Ladyes do you heare Maddam Mary you had neede to be wary my newes is worth a white-cake you must play at tennis with old Saint Dennis and your maiden-heade must lye at the stake Exit King Ha ha the foole tels you true my gentle sister But to our businesse how fares my Queene How fares my Iane has she a sonne for me To raise againe our kingdomes soueraignty Lady Mary That yet rests doubtfull O my princely Lord Your poore distressed Queene lyes weake and sicke And be it sonne or daughter deere she buyes it Euen with her deerest life for one must dye All Womens helpe is past Then good my Leige Resolue it quickly if the Queene shall liue The Child must die or if it life recelues You must your hapeles Queene of life bereaue Ki. You peirce me with your newes run send for helpe Spend the reuenewes of my Crowne for aide To saue the life of my beloued Queene How hap't she is so ill attended on That we are put to this extremity To saue the Mother or the child to dye Countesse I beseech your grace resolue immediatly King Immediatly saist thou O t is no quicke resolue Can giue good verdit in so sad a choise To loose my Queene that is my some of blisse More vertuous than a thowsand Kingdomes be And should I lose my Sonne if Sonne it be That all my subiects to desire to see I loose the hope of this great Monarchy What shall I doe Lady Marie Remember the Queene my Lord King I not forget her Sister O poore soule But I forget thy paine and miserie Goe let the Childe die let the Mother liue Heauens powerfull hand may more children giue Away and comfort her with our reply Harry will haue his Queene though thowsands die I know no issue of her princely wombe Why then should I preferre 't before her life Exit La. Whose death ends all my hopefull loyes on earth God's will be done for suer it is his will For secret reasons to himselfe best knowne Perhaps he did mould forth a Sonne for me And seeing that sees all in his creation To be some impotent and coward spirit Vnlike the figure of his Royall Father Has thus decrede least he should blurre out fame As Whylome did the sixt king of my name Loose all his Father the first Henrie wonne I le thanke the Heauens for taking such a Sonne Whos 's within there Enter Compton My Lord king Goe Compton bid Lord Seimer come to me The honor'd Father of my wofull Queene Now now what newes L. Marie We did deliuer what your highnesse wild Which was no sooner by her grace receiud But with the sad report she seemd as dead Which causd vs stay after recourerie She sent vs backe t' intreate your Maiestie As euer you did take delight in her As you preferre the quiet of her soule That now is readie to forsake this life As you desire to haue the life of one She doth intreate your grace that she may dye Least both doth perish in this agonie For to behold the infant suffer death Were endlesse tortures made to stop her breath Then to my Lord quoth she thus gently say The child is faire the mother earth and clay King Sad messenger of woe oh my poore Queene Canst thou so soone consent to leaue this life So pretious to our soule so deere to all To yeeld the hopefull yssue of thy loines To raise our second comfort well be it so Ill be it so stay I reuoke my word But that you say helpes not for she must dye Yet if ye can saue both I le giue my crowne Nay all I haue and
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
o th eare for it as I care not for comming In s sight againe while I liue Wol. How now Patch who haue you got there what Will Summers welcome good William Will. I thanke your grace I hard say your Lordship had made two new Lords here and so the two old fooles are come to waite on them Bon. VVe thanke yee VVilliam Patch Your Lordship will be wel guarded we follow ye The Kings foole and the Cardinalls and we are no small fooles I assure yee VVill. No indeede my cousen Patch here is something too square to be set on your shooe marry and you le weare him on your shoulder the foole shall ride yee VVol. A shrewde foole Bonner come hither William I haue a quarrell to you since our last ryming VVill. About your faire Leman at Charlton my Lord I remember Bon. You speake plaine William Will. Yee neuer knew foole a flatterer I warrant yee Wol. Well VVill I le try your ryming wits once more What say you to this The bells hang high and lowd they cry what do they speake Will. If you should dye there 's none would cry though your neck should breake Wol. You are something bitter William But come on once more I am for yee A rod in schoole a whip for a foole is alwaies in season Will. A halter and a rope for him that would be pope Against all right and reason Wol. Hee s too hard for me still I le giue him ouer come tell me Will what 's the newes at Court Will. Marry my Lord they say the King must be married this morning Wol. Married Will to whom I prethee Will. Why to my Lady Catherin Parry I was once by when he was wooing on her and then I doubted they would go together shortly Wol. Holy Saint Peter sheeld his Maiestie She is the hope of Luthers heresie If she be Queene the Protestants will swell And Cranmer Tutor to the Prince of Wales Will boldly speake gainst Romes Religion But Bishops wee le to Court immediately And plot the downfall of these Lutherans You two are Tutors to the Princes Mary Still ply her to the Popes obedience And make her hate the name of Protestant I doe suspect that Latimer and Ridly Chiefe teachers of the faire Elizabeth Are not sound Catholickes nor friendes to Rome It it be so wee le soone remoue them all T is better they should dye then thousands fall Come follow vs Manet VVil and Patch Exit omnes VVill. Your Lords mad till he be at the wedding t was maruell the King stole it so secretly and nere told him on t but all 's one if he be married let him play with his Queene to night and then to morrow hee le call for me there 's no foole toth wilfull still What shall we doe cousen Patch I le goe get the key of the wine-seller and thou and I le keepe a passage there to night Will. VVe haue but a little wit betweene vs already cousen and so we should haue none at all Patch VVhen our wits be gone wee le sleepe eth sellor and lye without our wits for one night Will. Content and then eth morning wee le but wet them with an other cup more and thai le shaue like a rasor all day after Come close good cuzze let no bodie goe with vs least they be drunke before vs for fooles are innocents and must be accessarie to no mans ouerthrow Exit Sound Trumpets Enter King Queene Katherine Cardinall Semer Dudly Gray Enter Cumpton crying Hobeyes King VVelcome Queene Katherine seat thee by our side Thy sight faire Queene by vs thus dignified Earles Barrons Knights and Gentlemen Against yee all wee le be chiefe challenger To fight at Barriours Tilt and Turnament In honour of the faire Queene Katherine Queene VVe thanke your highnesse and beseech your grace Forbeare such hazard of your royall person VVithout such honors is your handmaid pleasde Obediently to yeeld all loue and dutie That may beseeme your sacred Maiestie King God a mercie but where are our children Prince Edward Mary and Elizabeth The royall Issue of three famous Queenes How haps we haue not seene them here to day Dud. They all my Liege attend your maiestie And your faire queene so within the presence here King T is well Dudlie call Cranmer in He is chiefe Tutor to our Princely sonne For precepts that concerne diuinitie Enter Cranmer And here he comes Cranmer you must ply the Prince Let his wast howers be spent in getting learning And let those linguists for choyce languages Be carefull for him in their best indeuours Bid Doctor Tye ply him to Musicke hard Hee s apt to learne therefore be diligent He may requite your loue when we are gone Cran. Our care and duty shall be had my Lord King We thanke yee I tell thee Cranmer he is all our hopes That what our age shall leaue vnfinished In his faire raigne shall be accomplished Goe and attend him how now Wil Sommers what 's the newes with you Enter Will Sommers VVil. I come to bid thee and thy new Queene Godmorrow Looke to him Kate least he cozen thee prouide ciuill Orenges enough or hee le haue a Lemmon shortly Queene Godamercie VVill thout tell me then wilt thou not VVill. I and watch him too or let him nere trust me but doest heare Harry because I de have thee haue the poores prayers I haue brought thee some petitions the Fryers and Priests pray too but I thinke us as children say grace more for fashion then deuotion therefore the poores prayers ought to be soonest heard because they beg for Godsake therefore I prethee dispatch them King Reade them Semer Semer. The humble petition of the Lady Seaton for her distressed son that in his owne defence vnhappily hath slaine a man King The Lady Seaton Gods holy mother Her sonne has had our pardon twise alreadie For two stout subjects that his hand hath slaine VVill. And any had said so but thou Harry I de haue tolde him a lyde hee nere kild but one thou kildst the tother for and thou hadst hang'd him for the first the two last had bin aliue still King The foole tels true they wrong our Maiestie That seeke our pardon for such crueltie A way with it VVill. Giue me it againe It shall nere be seene more I assure ye and I had knowne tad come for that purpose It should nere haue bin brought for VVel I warrant yee Se. This other comes from two poore prisoners eth counter King We know the inside then come giue them me Lord Cardinall here 's one is dedicated to you How read it whos 's there Compton enquire for Rookesbie a Groome of the wardrope and bring him hither Comp. I will King Cardinall what find yee written there Wol. Mine own discredit and the vndoing of an honest citizen by a false seruant Will. T is not your foole my Lord I warrant ye Wol. No will Wub. I thought so I knewe t was one of your
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
not for without comuting you could never do it But I pray you my Lord call vppon Mor dieu no longer but speake plaine English you have deceived the king in French and Latine long enough a conscience King Is his wine turned into gold Wil Wool: The foole mistakes my gratious Soveraigne Wil. I I my Lord ne're set your wit to the fooles Wil Summers will be secret now and say nothing if I would be a blabbe of my tongue I could tell the King how many barrells full of gold and silver there was sixe times filled with plate and jewells twentie great truncks with Crosses Crosiers Copes Miters Maces golden Crucifixes besides the foure hundreth and twelve thousand pound that poore Chimneys paid for Peeter pence But this is nothing for when you are Pope you may pardon your selfe for more knavery then this comes to King Go too foole you wrong the Cardinall But grieve not Woolsey William will be bold I pray you set on to meete the Emperour The Maior and Citizens are gone before The Prince of Wales shall follow presently And with our George and coller of estate Present him with the order of the Garter Great Maximilian his progenitour Vpon his breast did weare the English Crosse And vnderneath our Standerd marcht in armes Receiving pay for all his warlike hoste And Charles with knighthood shall be honored Beginne Lord Cardinall greete his Maiestie And we our selfe will follow presently Wol. I go my Soveraigne Wil Faire weather after yee Well and ere he come to be Pope I shall bee plung'd for this Queene William you have angred the Cardinall I can tell you King T' is no matter Kate I le anger him worse are long Though for a while I smooth it to his face I did suspect what heere the foole hath found He keepes forsooth a high Court Legantine Taxing our subiects gathering summes of gold Which he belike hath hid to make him Pope A Gods name let him that shall be our owne But to our businesse come Queene Katherin You shall with vs to meete the Emperour Let all your Ladies be in readinesse Go let our guard attend the Prince of Wales Vpon our selfe the Lords and Pentioners Shall give attendance in their best array Sound Let all estates be ready come faire Kate The Emperour shall see our English state Sound Enter Emperour Cardinall Mayor and Gentlemen Wool: Your Maiesty is welcome into England The king our Master will reioyce to see Great Charles the royall Emperours Maiesty Empe: We thank your paines my good L. Cardinall And much our longing eyes desires to see Our kingly vnckle and his princely sonne And therefore when you please I pray set on Wool: On gentlemen and meete the Prince of Wales That comes forerunner to his royall father To entertaine the Christian Emperour Meane while your Maiesty may heere behold This warlike kingdome faire Metropolis The Citty London and the river Thames And note the scituation of the place Empe: We do my Lord and count it admirable But see Lord Admirall the Prince is comming Sound Enter the Prince with a Herald before him bearing the Coller and garter the guard and Lords attending Emp: Well met yong coosen Prin: I kisse your highnesse hand And bid you welcome to my fathers lands I shall not neede inferre comparisons Welcome beyond compare for so your excellencie Hath honoured England in containing you As with all princely pompe and state we can Wee le entertaine great Charles the Austrian And first in signe of honour to your grace I heere present this collar of estate This golden garter of the knighthoods order An honour to renowne the Emperour Thus as my father hath commanded me I entertaine your royall Maiestie Emp: True honoured off-spring of a famous King Thou dost amaze me and doost make me wish I were a second sonne to England Lord In interchange of my imperiall seate To live with thee faire hope of Maiestie So well our welcome we accept of thee And with such princely spirit pronounce the word Thy fathers state can no more state afford Prince Yes my good Lord in him there 's Maiesty In me there 's love with tender infancie Sound trum. Wool: The trumpets found my Lord the King is comming Prince Go all of you attend his royall person Whilst we observe the Emperours Maiesty Sound Enter the Heralds first then the Trumpets next the guard then Mace-bearer and swords then the Cardinall then Branden then the King after him the Queene Lady Mary and Ladies attending King Hold stand I say Bran: Stand gentlemen Wool: Cease those trumpets there King Is the Emperour yet come in sight of vs Wool: His Maiestie is hard at hand my Lord King Then Branden sheathe our Sword and beare our Maces downe In honour of my Lord the Emperour Forward againe Bran: On Gentlemen afore sound trumpets and set forwards Prince Behold my father gratious Emperour Empe: Wee le meete him Coosen Vnckle of England King of France and Ireland defender of the antient Christian faith With greater ioy I do embrace thy breast Then when the seaven Electors crowned me Great Emperour of the Christian Monarchy King Great Charles the first Emperour of Almayne King of the Romans Semper Augustus warlike king of Spaine and Cicily both Naples Navar and Arragon king of Creete and great lerusalem Arch-duke of Austria Duke of Millaine Brabant Burgundy Tyrrell and Flanders with this great title I embrace thy breast And how thy sight doth please suppose the rest Sound trumpets while my faire Queene Katerne Gives entertainment to the Emperour Sound Welcome againe to England princely Coosen We dwell heere but in an outward continent Where winters ice-ickles hangs on our beards Bordring vpon the frozen Orcades Our mother-point compast with the Artike sea Where raging Boreas styes from winters mouth Yet are our bloods as hote as where the Sun doth rise We have no golden mines to leade you to But hearts of proofe and what we speake wee le do Emp: We thanke you Vnckle now must chide you If we be welcome to your Country Why is the antient league now broke betwixt vs Why have your Heralds in the French kings cause Breathed defiance gainst our dignity When face to face we met at Landersey King My Heroalds to desire your Maiestie Your grace mistakes we sent Ambassadors To treate a peace betweene the French and you Not to defie you as an enemy Emp: Yet Vnckle in king Henries name he came And boldly to our face did give the same Card: Hell stop that fatall boding Emperors throte That sings against vs this dismall Ravens note King Mother of God if this be true we see There are more kings in England now then wee Where 's Cardinall Woolsey Heard you this newes in France Wool: I did my Liege and by my meanes t was done I le not deny it I had Commission To ioyne a league betweene the French and him Which he withstanding as an enemie I did
defie him from your Maiestie King Durst thou presume so base-borne Cardinall Without our knowledge to abuse our name Presumptuous traitor vnder what pretence Didst thou attempt to brave the Emperour Belike thou meantst to levell at a crowne But thy ambitious crowne shall hurle thee downe Wool: With reverence to your Maiesty I did no more Then I can answer to the holy sea king Vilaine thou canst not answer it to me Nor shadow thy insulting trechery How durst ye sirra in your ambassage Vnknowne to vs stampe in our royall coyne The base impression of your Cardinal hat As if you were copartner in the Crowne Ego Rex meus you and your king must be In equal state and pompe and Maiestie Out of my presence hatefull impudencie Wool: Remember my Liege that I am Cardinall And deputie vnto his holinesse King Be the divells Deputie I care not I I le not be baffeld by your trechery Y' are false abusers of religion You can corrupt it and forbid the King Vpon the penaltie of the Popes blacke curse If he should pawne his Crowne for souldiers pay Not to suppresse an old religious Abbey Yet you at pleasure have subverted foute Seizing their lands tunning vp heapes of gold Secret convaiance of our royall Seale To raise Collections to inrich thy state For which sir we command you leave the Court We heere discharge you of your offices You that are Catâ—â—â—as or great Cardinall Haste ye with speede vnto your Bishopricke There keepe you till you heare further from vs Away and speake not Wool: Yet will I prowdly passe as Cardinall Although this day define my heavy fall Exit Emp: I feare king Henry and my royall Vnckle The Cardinall will curse my progresse hether King No matter coosen beshrew his techerous hart Haz moov'd my blood to much impatience Enter Will Summers Where 's wil Summers come on wise William We must vse your little wits to chase this Anger from our blood againe What art thou doing Wil I am looking round about the Emperour mee thinks t is a strange fight for though he have seene more fooles then I yet I never saw no more Emperours but him Emp: Is this Wil Summers I have heard of him in all the Princes Courts in Christendome Wil Law ye my lord you have a famous foole of mee I can tell yee Wil summers is knowne farre and neere yee see King I are you rhyming William then I am for yee I have not rymed with yee a great while and now I le challenge yee and the Emperour shall bee iudge beetweene vs Wil Content my Lord I am for ye all come but one at once and I care not King Say yee so sir come Kate stand by mee Wee le put you to an vnplus presentlie Queene To him Wil Wil I warrant you Madam King Answer this sir The bud is spread the Rose is red the leafe is greene Wil: A wench t' is sed was found in your bed besides the Queene Queene Godamarcy for that Wil There 's two angells for thee Ifaith my Lord I am glad I know it King Gods mother Kate wilt thou beleeve the foole he lies he lies a sirra William I perceive and 't had beene so you would have shamed me before the Emperour yet William have at you once more In yonder Tower there 's a flower that hath my hart Wil Within this houre she pist full sower let a fart Emp: Hee s too hard for you my Lord I le try him one venye my selfe what say you to this William An Emperour is greate high is his feare who is his foe Wil The wormes that shall eate his carkas for meate whether he will or no Emp: Well answerd wil yet once more I am for ye A ruddy lip with a cherry tip is fit for a King Wil: I so he may dip about her hip i' the tother thing Emp: Haz put me downe my lord Wil: Who comes next then King The Queene William tooke to your selfe To him Kate Queene Come on William answer to this What could I take my head doth ake what phisick 's good Wil Heere 's one will make the cold to breqk and warme your blood Queene I am not repulst at first William againe sir Women and their wills are dangerous ills as some men suppose Wil She that puddings fills when snow lies o'th' hills must keepe cleane her nose King Inough good William y' are too hard for all My Lord the Emperour we delay too long Your promised welcome to the English Court The honourable order of the garter Your Maiestie shall take immediately And sit instalde therewith in Windsor Castle I tell ye there are lads girt with that order That wil vngirt 〈◊〉 prowdest Champion Set forwards there regard the Emperours state First in our Court wee le banquet merrily Then mount on steedes and girt in complete steele Wee le tugge at Barriers Tilt and turnament Then shall yee see the Yeomen of my guard Wrestle shoote throw the sledge or pitch the barre Or any other active exercise Those triumphs past wee le forthwith haste to Windsor S. Gorges knight shall be the Christian Emperour Exeunt Omnes FINIS