mine Shee s all yours now good Sir oh poore lost creature Heaven guard thee with much patience is thou canst Forget thy title to olde Huntleyes familie As much of peace will settle in thy minde As thou canst wish to taste but in thy graue Accept my teares yet preethee they are tokens Of charitie as true as of affection Kath: This is the cruelst farewell Hunt: Loue young Gentleman This modell of my griefes shee calls you husband Then be not jealous of a parting kisse It is a Fathers not a Lovers offring Take it may last I am too much a childe Exchange of passion is to little vse So I should grow to foolish goodnes guide thee Exit Hunt Kath: Most miserable Daughter haue you ought To adde Sir to our sorrowes Daliell I resolue Fayre Ladie with your leaue to waite on all Your fortunes in my person if your Lord Vouchsafe me entertainement Warb: Wee will be bosome friends most noble Daliell For I accept this tender of your loue Beyond abilitie of thankes to speake it Cleere thy drownd eyes my fayrest time and industrie Will shew vs better dayes or end the worst Exeunt omnes Enter Oxford and Dawbney Oxf: No newes from Scotland yet my Lord Daw: Not any But what King Henrie knowes himselfe I thought Our Armies should haue marcht that way his minde It seemes is altered Oxf. Victorie attends His Standard every where Dawb: Wise Princes Oxford Fight not alone with forces Providence Directs and tutors strength else Elephants And barbed Horses might as well prevaile As the most subtile stratagems of warre Oxf: The Scottish King shew'd more then common braverie In proffer of a Combatt hand to hand With Surrey Dawb: And but shew'd it Northern blouds Are gallant being fir'd but the cold climate Without good store of fuell quickly freeseth The glowing flames Oxf: Surrey vpon my life Would not haue shrunke an hayres breadth Dawb: May a' forfeite The honor of an English name and nature Who would not haue embrac't it with a greedinesse As violent as hunger runnes to foode 'T was an addition any worthie Spirit Would covet next to immortalitie Aboue all joyes of life wee all mist shares In that great opportunitie Enter King Henrie and Vrswicke whispering Oxf: The King see a' comes smiling Dawb: O the game runnes smooth On his side then beleeue it Cards well shuffeld And dealt with cunning bring some gamester thrift But others must rise loosers K: H the trayne takes Vrsw: Most prosperously K. H. I knew it should not misse He fondly angles who will hurle his bayte Into the water 'cause the Fish at first Playes round about the line and dares not bite Lords wee may reigne your King yet Dawbney Oxford Vrwicke must Perkin weare the Crowne Dawb: A Slaue Oxf: A Vagabond Vrsw: A Glow-worme K: H Now if Frion His practisd politician weare a brayne Of proofe King Perkin will in progresse ride Through all his large Dominions let vs meete him And tender homage Ha Sirs Liegmen ought To pay their fealtie Dawb: Would the Rascall were With all his rabble within twentie miles Of London K: H Farther off is neere enough To lodge him in his home he wager odds Surrey and all his men are either idle Or hasting backe they haue not worke I doubt To keepe them busie Dawb 'T is a strange conceite Sir K: H Such voluntarie favours as our people In dutie ayde vs with wee never scatter'd On Cobweb Parasites or lavish't out In ryot or a needlesse hospitalitie No vndeserving favourite doth boast His issues from our treasury our charge Flowes through all Europe prooving vs but steward Of every contribution which provides Against the creeping Cankar of Disturbance Is it not rare then in this toyle of State Wherein wee are imbarkt with breach of sleepe Cares and the noyse of trouble that our mercy Returnes nor thankes nor comfort Still the West Murmure and threaten innovation Whisper our government tyrannicall Denie vs what is ours nay spurne their liues Of which they are but owners by our guift It must not be Oxf: It must not should not K: H So then To whom Enter a Post Post This packett to your sacred Majestie K: H Sirra attend without Oxf: Newes from the North vpon my life Daw. Wise Henry Devines aforehand of events with him Attempts and execution are one act K: H Vrswicke thine eare Frion is caught the man Of cunning is out-reacht wee must be safe Should reverend Morton our Arch-bishop moue To a translation higher yet I tell thee My Durham ownes a brayne deserues that See Hee s nimble in his industrie and mounting Thou hear'st me Vrsw: And conceiue your Highnesse fitly K. H. Dawbney and Oxford since our Armie stands Entire it were a weakenesse to admit The rust of lazinesse to eate amongst them Set forward toward Salisburie the playnes Are most commodious for their exercise Our selfe will take a Muster of them there And or disband them with reward or else Dispose as best concernes vs Dawb: Salisburie Sir all is peace at Salisburie K: H Deare friend The charge must be our owne we would a little Pertake the pleasure with our Subjects ease Shall I entreat your Loues Oxf: command our Liues K: H Y' are men know how to doe not to forethinke My Bishop is a jewell try'd and perfect A jewell Lords the Post who brought these Letters Must speed another to the Mayor of Exceter Vrswicke dismisse him not Vrs: He waites your pleasure K: H Perkin a King a King Vrs: My gracious Lord K: H Thoughts busied in the spheare of Royaltie Fixe not on creeping wormes without their stings Meere excrements of earth The vse of time Is thriving safetie and a wise prevention Of ills expected W' are resolv'd for Salisburie Exe omnes A generall shout within Enter Warbeck Daliell Katherine and Iane Warb: After so many stormes as winde and Seas Haue threatned to our weather-beaten Shippes At last sweet fayrest wee are safe arriv'd On our deare mother earth ingratefull onely To heaven and vs in yeelding sustenance To slie Vsurpers of our throne and right These generall acclamations are an OMEN Of happie processe to their welcome Lord They flocke in troopes and from all parts with wings Of dutie flie to lay their hearts before vs Vnequal'd patterne of a matchlesse wife How fares my dearest yet Kath: Confirm'd in health By which I may the better vndergoe The roughest face of change but I shall learne Patience to hope since silence courts affliction For comforts to this truely noble Gentleman Rare vnexampled patterne of a friend And my beloved Iane the willing follower Of all misfortunes Dal: Ladie I returne But barren cropps of early protestations Frost-bitten in the spring of fruitlesse hopes Iane I waite but as the shaddow to the bodie For Madam without you let me be nothing Warb: None talke of sadnesse wee are on the way Which leades to Victorie keepe cowards thoughts With desperate sullennesse
fiftie thousand Of English Subiects haue in Ciuill Warres Beene sacrificd to an vnciuill thirst Of discord and ambition this hot vengeance Of the just powers aboue to vtter ruine And Desolation had raign'd on but that Mercie did gently sheath the sword of Iustice In lending to this bloud-shrunck Common-wealth A new too new birth in your Sacred person Daw: Edward the fourth after a doubtfull fortune Yeelded to nature leaving to his sonnes Edward and Richard the inheritance Of a most bloudy purchase these young Princes Richard the Tirant their vnnaturall Vncle Forc'd to a violent graue so just is Heauen Him hath your Majestie by your owne arme Divinely strengthen'd pulld from his Boares stie And strucke the black Vsurper to a Carkasse Nor doth the House of Yorke decay in Honors Tho Lancaster doth repossesse his right For Edwards daughter is King Henries Queene A blessed Vnion and a lasting blessing For this poore panting Iland if some shreds Some vselesse remnant of the House of Yorke Grudge not at this Content Ox: Margaret of Burgundy Blowes fresh Coales of Division Sur: Painted fires Without to heate or scortch or light to cheerish Daw: Yorkes headlesse trunck her Father Edwards fate Her brother King the smothering of her Nephewes By Tirant Gloster brother to her nature Nor Glosters owne confusion all decrees Sacred in Heauen Can moue this Woman-Monster But that shee still from the vnbottom'd myne Of Devilish policies doth vent the Ore Of troubles and sedition Ox: In her age Great Sir obserue the Wonder shee growes fruitfull Who in her strength of youth was alwayes barraine Nor are her birthes as other Mothers are At nine or ten moneths end shee has beene with childe Eight or seaven yeares at least whose twinnes being borne A prodegie in Nature even the youngest Is fifteene yeares of age at his first entrance As soone as knowne 'i th world tall striplings strong And able to giue battaile vnto Kings Idolls of Yorkish malice Ox: And but Idolls A steelie hammer Crushes 'em to peices K: Lambert the eldest Lords is in our service Prefer'd by an officious care of Dutie From the Scullery to a Faulkner strange example Which shewes the difference betweene noble natures And the base borne but for the vpstart Duke The new reviu'd Yorke Edwards second sonne Murder'd long since 'i th Towre he liues againe And vowes to be your King Stan: The throne is filld Sir K: True Stanlie and the lawfull heire sitts on it A guard of Angells and the holy prayers Of loyall Subjects are a sure defence Against all force and Counsaile of Intrusion But now my Lords put case some of our Nobles Our GREAT ONES should giue Countenance and Courage To trim Duke Perkin you will all confesse Our bounties haue vnthriftily beene scatter'd Amongst vnthankfull men Daw: Vnthankfull beasts Dogges villaines traytors K: Dawbney let the guiltie Keepe silence I accuse none tho I know Forraigne attempts against a State and Kingdome Are seldome without some great friends at home Stan: Sir if no other abler reasons else Of dutie or alegiance could divert A head-strong resolution yet the dangers So lately past by men of bloud and fortunes In Lambert Simnells partie must Command More than a feare a terror to Conspiracie The high-borne Lincolne sonne to De la Pole The Earle of Kildare Lord Geraldine Francis Lord Louell and the German Baron Bould Martin Swart with Broughton and the rest Most spectacles of ruine some of mercy Are presidents sufficient to forewarne The present times or any that liue in them What follie nay what madnesse 't were to lift A finger vp in all defence but yours Which can be but impostorous in a title K. Stanlie wee know thou lou'st Vs and thy heart Is figur'd on thy tongue nor thinke wee lesse Of anie 's here how closely wee haue hunted This Cubb since he vnlodg'd from hole to hole Your knowledge is our Chronicle first Ireland The common stage of Noveltie presented This gewgaw to oppose vs there the Geraldines And Butlers once againe stood in support Of this Colossicke statue Charles of Fraunce Thence call'd him into his protection Dissembled him the lawfull heire of England Yet this was all but French dissimulation Ayming at peace with vs which being granted On honorable termes on our part suddenly This smoake of straw was packt from Fraunce againe T' infect some grosser ayre and now wee learne Mauger the malice of the bastard Nevill Sir Talor and a hundred English Rebells Thei 'r all retir'd to Flaunders to the Dam That nurst this eager Wholpe Margaret of Burgundie But wee will hunt him there too wee will hunt him Hunt him to death euen in the Beldams Closet Tho the Arch-duke were his Buckler Sur: Shee has stil'd him The faire white rose of England Daw: Iollie Gentleman more fit to be a Swabber To the Flemish after a drunken surfet Enter Vrswick Vr: Gracious Soueraigne please you peruse this paper Dur: The Kings Countenance gathers a sprightly bloud Daw: Good newes beleeue it K: Vrswick thine eare Th' ast lodgd him Vr: Strongly safe Sir K: Enough is Barly come to Vr: No my Lord K: No matter phew hee 's but a running weede At pleasure to be pluck'd vp by the rootes But more of this anon I haue bethought mee My Lords for reasons which you shall pertake It is our pleasure to remoue our Court From Westminster to th' Tower Wee will lodge This very night there giue Lord Chamberlaine A present order for it Stan: The Tower I shall sir K: Come my true best fast friends these clouds will vanish The Sunne will shine at full the Heauens are clearing Exeunt Flourish Enter Huntley and Daliell Hun: You trifle time Sir Dal: Oh my noble Lord You conster my griefes to so hard a sence That where the text is argument of pittie Matter of earnest loue your glosse corrupts it With too much ill plac'd mirth Hunt: Much mirth Lord Daliell Not so I vow obserue mee sprightly gallant I know thou art a noble ladd a hansome Discended from an honorable Auncestrie Forward and actiue do'st resolue to wrestle And ruffle in the world by noble actions For a braue mention to posteritie I scorne not thy affection to my Daughter Not I by good St. Andrew but this bugg-beare This whoresome tale of honor honor Daliell So hourely chatts and tattles in mine eare The peece of royaltie that is stitch'd vp In my Kates bloud that 't is as dangerous For thee young Lord to pearch so neere an Eaglet As foolish for my gravitie to admit it I haue spoake all at once Dal: Sir with this truth You mix such Worme wood that you leaue no hope For my disorderd palate ere to rellish A wholesome taste againe alas I know Sir What an vnequall distance lies betweene Great Huntlies Daughters birth and Daliells fortunes Shee 's the Kings kinswoman plac'd neere the Crowne A Princesse of the bloud and I a Subject Hunt: Right
Sir which were as Cleere and manifest as foule and dangerous Besides the guilt of his conspiracie prest him So neerely that it drew from him free Confession without an importunitie K: H Oh Lord Bishop This argued shame and sorrow for his follie And must not stand in evidence against Our mercie and the softnesse of our nature The rigor and extremitie of Law Is sometimes too too bitter but wee carry A Chancerie of pittie in our bosome I hope wee may repreiue him from the sentence Of death I hope we may Dur: You may you may And so perswade your Subjects that the title Of Yorke is better nay more just and lawfull Then yours of Lancaster so Stanlie houlds Which if it be not treason in the highest Then we are traytors all perjurd and false Who haue tooke oath to Henry and the justice Of Henries title Oxford Surrey Dawbney With all your other Peeres of State and Church Forsworne and Stanlie true alone to Heaven And Englands lawfull heire Ox: By Veres old honors I le cut his throate dares speake it Sur: T is a quarrell To' ingage a soule in K: H What a coyle is here To keepe my gratitude sincere and perfect Stanlie was once my friend and came in time To saue my life yet to say truth my Lords The man staid long enough t' indanger it But I could see no more into his heart Then what his outward actions did present And for 'em haue rewarded 'em so fullie As that there wanted nothing in our guift To gratifie his merit as I thought Vnlesse I should devide my Crowne with him And giue him halfe tho now I well perceiue T would scarce haue seru'd his turne without the whole But I am Charitable Lords let Iustice Proceede in execution whiles I mourne The losse of one whom I esteemd a friend Dur: Sir he is comming this way K: H If a'speake to me I could denie him nothing to prevent it I must withdraw pray Lords commend my favours To his last peace which I with him will pray for That done it doth concerne vs to consult Of other following troubles Exeunt Ox: I am glad hee 's gone vpon my life he would Haue pardon'd the Traytor had a'seene him Sur: 'T is a King composd of gentlenesse Dur: Rare and vnheard of But every man is neerest to himselfe And that the King obserues t is fit a' should Enter Stanly Executioner Vrswick and Dawbney Stan: May I not speake with Clifford ere I shake This peice of Frailtie off Dawb: You shall hee s sent for Stan: I must not see the King Dur: From him Sir William These Lords and I am sent hee bad vs say That he commends his mercy to your thoughts Wishing the Lawes of England could remit The forfeit of your life as willingly As he would in the sweetnesse of his nature Forget your trespasse but how ere your body Fall into dust Hee vowes the King himselfe Doth vow to keepe a requiem for your soule As for a friend close treasur'd in his bosome Ox: Without remembrance of your errors past I come to take my leaue and wish you Heaven Sur: And I good Angells guard yee Stan: Oh the King Next to my soule shall be the neerest subject Of my last prayers my graue Lord of Durham My Lords of Oxford Surrey Dawbney all Accept from a poore dying man a farewell I was as you are once great and stood hopefull Of many flourishing yeares but fate and time Haue wheeld about to turne mee into nothing Enter Clifford Daw: Sir Robert Clifford comes the man Sir William You so desire to speake with Dur: Marke their meeting Cliff: Sir William Stanlie I am glad your Conscience Before your end hath emptied every burthen Which charg'd it as that you can cleerely witnesse How farre I haue proceeded in a dutie That both concern'd my truth and the States safetie Stan: Mercy how deare is life to such as hugge it Come hether by this token thinke on mee Makes a Crosse on Cliffords face with his finger Cliff: This token What I am abusd Stan: You are not I wetr vpon your cheekes a holy Signe The Crosse the Christians badge the Traytors infamie Weare Clifford to thy graue this painted Emblem Water shall never wash it off all eyes That gaze vpon thy face shall reade there written A State-Informers Character more vglie Stamp'd on a noble name then on a base The Heavens forgiue thee pray my Lords no change Of words this man and I haue vsd too manie Cliff: Shall I be disgrac'd without replie Dur. Giue loosers Leaue to talke his losse is irrecoverable Stan: Once more To all A long farewell the best of greatnesse Preserue the King my next suite is my Lords To be remembred to my noble Brother Darby my much griev'd brother Oh! perswade him That I shall stand no blemish to his house In Chronicles writ in another age My heart doth bleede for him and for his sighes Tell him hee must not thinke the stile of Darby Nor being husband to King Henries Mother The league with Peeres the smiles of Fortune can Secure his peace aboue the state of man I take my leaue to travaile to my dust Subjects deserue their deaths whose Kings are just Come Confessor on with thy Axe friend on Exeunt Cliff: Was I call'd hither by a Traytors breath To be vpbraided Lords the King shall know it Enter King Henry with a white staffe K: H The King doth know it Sir the King hath heard What he or you could say Wee haue given credit To every point of Cliffords information The onely evidence 'gainst Stanlies head A' dyes for t are you pleasd Cliff: I pleasd my Lord K: H No ecchoes for your service wee dismisse Your more attendance on the Court take ease And liue at home but as you loue your life Stirre not from London without leaue from vs Wee le thinke on your reward away Cliff: I goe Sir Exit Clifford K: H Dye all our griefes with Stanlie take this staffe Of office Dawbney henceforth be our Chamberlaine Dawb: I am your humblest servant K: H Wee are followed By enemies at home that will not cease To seeke their owne confusion 't is most true The Cornish vnder Awdley are marcht on As farre as Winchester but let them come Our forces are in readinesse wee le catch 'em In their owne toyles Dawb: Your Armie being mustred Consist in all of horse and foote at least In number six and twentie thousand men Daring and able resolute to fight And loyall in their truthes K: H Wee know it Dawbney For them wee order thus Oxford in chiefe Assisted by bolde Essex and the Earle Of Suffolke shall leade on the first Battalia Be that your charge Ox: I humbly thanke your Majestie K: H The next Devision wee assigne to Dawbney These must be men of action for on those The fortune of our fortunes must relie The last and mayne our selfe commands in person As
readie to restore the fight at all times As to consummate an assured victorie Dawb: The King is still oraculous K: H But Surrey Wee haue imployment of more toyle for thee For our intelligence comes swiftly to vs That Iames of Scotland late hath entertaind Perkin the counterfeite with more then common Grace and respect nay courts him with rare favours The Scot is young and forward wee must looke for A suddaine storme to England from the North Which to withstand Durham shall post to Norham To fortifie the Castle and secure The frontiers against an Invasion there Surrey shall follow soone with such an Armie As may relieue the Bishop and incounter On all occasions the death-daring Scotts You know your charges all 't is now a time To execute not talke Heaven is our guard still Warre must breede peace such is the fate of Kings Exeunt Enter Crawford and Daliell Crawf: T is more then strange my reason cannot answere Such argument of fine Imposture coucht In witch-craft of perswasion that it fashions Impossibilities as if appearance Could cozen truth it selfe this Duk-ling Mushrome Hath doubtlesse charm'd the King Daliell A' courts the Ladies As if his strength of language chaynd attention By power of prerogatiue Crawf: It madded My very soule to heare our Maisters motion What suretie both of amitie and honor Must of necessitie insue vpon A match betwixt some noble of our Nation And this braue Prince forsooth Dali: T will proue to fatall Wise Huntley feares the threatning Blesse the Ladie From such a ruine Cra: How the Counsaile privie Of this young Phaeton doe skrewe their faces Into a gravitie their trades good people Were never guiltie of the meanest of 'em Dreames of at least an office in the State Dal: Sure not the Hangmans t is bespoke alreadie For service to their rogueshippes silence Enter King Iames and Huntley K: Iames Doe not Argue against our will wee haue descended Somewhat as wee may tearme it too familiarly From Iustice of our birth-right to examine The force of your alleagence Sir wee haue But finde it short of dutie Hunt: Breake my heart Doe doe King haue my services my loyaltie Heaven knowes vntainted ever drawne vpon mee Contempt now in mine age when I but wanted A minute of a peace not to be troubled My last my long one Let me be a Dotard A Bedlame a poore sot or what you please To haue me so you will not staine your bloud Your owne bloud royall Sir though mixt with mine By marriage of this girle to a straggler Take take my head Sir whilst my tongue can wagge It cannot name him other K: Ia: Kings are counterfeits In your repute graue Oracle not presently Set on their thrones with Scepters in their fists But vse your owne detraction t is our pleasure To giue our Cosen Yorke for wife our kinswoman The Ladie Katherine Instinct of soveraigntie Designes the honor though her peevish Father Vsurps our Resolution Hunt: O t is well Exceeding well I never was ambitious Of vsing Congeys to my Daughter Queene A Queene perhaps a Queene Forgiue me Daliell Thou honorable Gentleman none here Dare speake one word of Comfort Dal: Cruell misery Craw: The Lady gracious Prince may be hath setled Affection on some former choyce Dal: Inforcement would proue but tyrannie Hunt I thanke 'ee heartily Let any yeoman of our Nation challenge An interest in the girle then the King May adde a Ioynture of ascent in titles Worthy a free consent now a' pulls downe What olde Desert hath builded K. Ia. Cease perswasions I violate no pawnes of faythes intrude not On private loues that I haue play'd the Orator For Kingly Yorke to vertuous Kate her grant Can iustifie referring her contents To our provision the Welch Harrie henceforth Shall therefore know and tremble to acknowledge That not the paynted Idoll of his pollicie Shall fright the lawfull owner from a Kingdome Wee are resolv'd Hunt Some of thy Subjects hearts King Iames will bleede for this K. Ia. Then shall their blouds Be nobly spent no more disputes hee is not Our friend who contradicts vs Hunt Farewell Daughter My care by one is lessened thanke the King for 't Enter I and my griefes will daunce now Looke Lords looke Heere 's hand in hand alreadie K. Ia. Peace olde phrensie Enter Warbeck leading Katherine complementing Countesse of Crawford Iane Frion Major of Corke Astley Heron and Sketon How like a' King a lookes Lords but obserue The confidence of his aspect Drosse cannot Cleaue to so pure a mettall royall youth Plantaginett vndoubted Hunt: Ho braue Lady But no Plantagenet by r Lady yet By red Rose or by white Warb. An Vnion this way Settles possession in a Monarchie Establisht rightly as is my inheritance Acknowledge me but Soveraigne of this Kingdome Your heart fayre Princes and the hand of providence Shall crowne you Queene of me and my best fortunes Kath. Where my obedience is my Lord a dutie Loue owes true service Warb: Shall I K. Ia Cossen yes Enjoy her from my hand accept your bride And may they liue at enmitie with comfort Who grieue at such an equall pledge of trothes Y' are the Princes wife now Kath: By your gift Sir Warb: Thus I take seisure of mine owne Kath: I misse yet A fathers blessing Let me finde it humbly Vpon my knees I seeke it Hunt: I am Huntley Olde Alexander Guerdon a plaine subject Nor more nor lesse and Ladie if you wish for A blessing you must bend your knees to Heaven For Heaven did giue me you alas alas What would you haue me say may all the happinesse My prayers ever sued to fall vpon you Preserue you in your vertues preethee Daliell Come with me for I feele thy griefes as full As mine le ts steale away and cry together Exeunt Huntley and Daliell Dal: My hopes are in their ruines K. Ia. Good kinde Huntley Is over-joy'd a fit solemnitie Shall perfite these delights Crawford attend Our order for the preparation Exeunt manent Frion Major Astley Heron Sketon Fri: Now worthy Gentlemen haue I not followed My vndertakings with successe Heere 's entrance Into a certaintie aboue a hope Heron. Hopes are but hopes I was ever confident when I traded but in remnants that my starres had reserv'd me to the title of a Viscount at least honor is honor though cut out of any stuffes Sket: My brother Heron hath right wisely delivered his opinion for he that threeds his needle with the sharpe eyes of industrie shall in time goe through-stitch with the new suite of preferment Astley Spoken to the purpose my fine witted brother Sketon for as no Indenture but has its counterpawne no Noverint but his Condition or Defeysance so no right but may haue claime no claime but may haue possession any act of Parlament to the Contrary notwithstanding Frion You are all read in mysteries of State And quicke of apprehension deepe in judgement Actiue in resolution
returnes A sensible Devotion from his heart His very soule to this vnfellowed grace For let the King know gentle Haralds truely How his descent from his great throne to honor A stranger subject with so high a title As his Compeere in Armes hath conquered more Then any sword could doe for which my loyaltie Respected I will serue his vertues ever In all humilitie but Barwicke say Is none of mine to part with In affayres Of Princes Subjects cannot trafficke rights Inherent to the Crowne My life is mine That I dare freely hazard and with pardon To some vnbrib'd vaine-glorie if his Majestie Shall taste a chaunge of fate his libertie Shall meete no Articles If I fall falling So brauely I referre me to his pleasure Without condition and for this deare favour Say if not countermaunded I will cease Hostilitie vnlesse provokt March: This answere Wee shall relate impartially Durh: With favour Pray haue a little patience Sir you finde By these gay-flourishes how wearied travayle Inclines to willing rest heere 's but a Prologue However confidently vtterd meant For some ensuing Acts of peace consider The time of yeare vnseasonablenesse of weather Charge barrennesse of profite and occasion Presents it selfe for honorable treatie Which wee may make good vse of I will backe As sent from you in poynt of noble gratitude Vnto King Iames with these his Heralds you Shall shortlie heare from me my Lord for order Of breathing or proceeding and King Henrie Doubt not will thanke the service Surr: To your wisedome Lord Bishop I referre it Durh: Be it so then Surr: Haralds accept this chaine and these few Crownes March: Our Dutie Noble Generall Dur. In part Of retribution for such Princely loue My Lord the Generall is pleasd to shew The King your Maister his sincerest zeale By further treatie by no common man I will my selfe returne with you Sur: Y'obliege My faithfullest affections t' ee Lord Bishop March: All happinesse attend your Lordship Surr: Come friends And fellow-Souldiers wee l doubt shall meete No enemies but woods and hills to fight with Then t were as good to feede and sleepe at home Wee may be free from daunger not secure Exeunt omnes Enter Warbeck and Frion Warb: Frion ô Frion all my hopes of glorie Are at a stand the Scottish King growes dull Frostie and wayward since this Spanish Agent Hath mixt Discourses with him they are private I am not cald to counsaile now confusion On all his craftie shrugges I feele the fabricke Of my designes are tottering Frion Henries pollicies Stirre with too many engins Warb: Let his mines Shapt in the bowells of the earth blow vp Workes raisd for my defence yet can they never Tosse into ayre the freedome of my birth Or disavow my bloud Plantaginetts I am my Fathers sonne still but ô Frion When I bring into count with my Disasters My Wifes compartnership my Kates my lifes Then then my frailtie feeles an earth-quake mischiefe Damb Henries plotts I will be Englands King Or let my Aunt of Burgundie report My fall in the attempt deserv'd our Auncestors Frion You grow too wilde in passion if you will Appeare a Prince indeede confine your will To moderation Warb: What a saucie rudenesse Prompts this distrust If if I will appeare Appeare a Prince Death throttle such deceites Even in their birth of vtterance cursed cozenage Of trust Y'ee make me mad t were best it seemes That I should turne Imposter to my selfe Be mine owne counterfeite belie the truth Of my deare mothers wombe the sacred bed Of a Prince murthered and a living baffeld Frion Nay if you haue no eares to heare I haue No breath to spend in vaine Warb. Sir sir take heede Golde and the promise of promotion rarely Fayle in temptation Frion Why to me this Warb. Nothing Speake what you will wee are not suncke so low But your advise may peece againe the heart Which many cares haue broken you were wont In all extremities to talke of comfort Haue yee' none left now I le not interrupt yee' Good beare with my distractions if King Iames Denie vs dwelling here next whither must I I preethee' be not angrie Frion Sir I tolde yee' Of Letters come from Ireland how the Cornish Stomacke their last defeate and humblie sue That with such forces as you could partake You would in person land in Cornwall where Thousands will entertaine your title gladly Warb: Let me embrace thee hugge thee th' ast reviud My comforts if my cosen King will fayle Our cause will never welcome my tride friends Enter Major Heron Astley Sketon You keepe your braines awake in our defence Frion advise with them of these affaires In which be wondrous secret I will listen What else concernes vs here be quicke and warie Exit Warbeck Astl: Ah sweet young Prince Secretarie my fellow Counsellers and I haue consulted and jumpe all in one opinion directly that if this Scotch garboyles doe not fadge to our mindes wee will pell mell runne amongst the Cornish Chaughes presently and in a trice Sket: 'T is but going to Sea and leaping ashore cut tenne or twelue thousand vnnecessary throats fire seaven or eight townes take halfe a dozen Cities get into the Market place crowne him RICHARD THE FOVRTH and the businesse is finisht Major I graunt yee quoth I so farre forth as men may doe no more then men may doe for it is good to consider when consideration may be to the purpose otherwise still you shall pardon me Little sayd is soone amended Frion Then you conclude the Cornish Action surest Heron. Wee doe so And doubt not but to thriue abundantly Ho my Masters had wee knowne of the Commotion when wee set sayle out of Ireland the Land had beene ours ere this time Sket: Pish pish 't is but forbearing being an Earle or a Duke a moneth or two longer I say and say it agen if the worke goe not on apace let me never see new fashion more I warrant yee' I warrant yee wee will haue it so and so it shall be Ast: This is but a cold phlegmaticke Countrie not stirring enough for men of spirit giue mee the heart of England for my money Ske: A man may batten there in a weeke onely with hot loaues and butter and a lustie cup of Muscadine and Sugar at breakfast though he make never a meale all the moneth after Major Surely when I bore office I found by experience that to be much troublesome was to be much wise and busie I haue observed how filching and bragging has beene the best service in these last warres and therefore conclude peremptorily on the Designe in England If things and things may fall out as who can tell what or how but the end will shew it Frion Resolv'd like men of judgement here to linger More time is but to loose it cheare the Prince And hast him on to this on this depends Fame in successe or glorie in our ends Exeunt omnes Enter King Iames
Durham and Hialas on either side Hialas France Spaine and Germanie combine a League Of amitie with England nothing wants For setling peace through Christendome but loue Betweene the British Monarchs Iames and Henrie Dur: The English Merchants Sir haue beene receiu'd With generall procession into Antwerpe The Emperour confirmes the Combination Hialas The King of Spaine resolues a marriage For Katherine his Daughter with Prince Arthur Dur. Fraunce court 's this holy contract Hial. What can hinder a quietnesse in England Durh: But your suffrage To such a sillie creature mightie Sir As is but in effect an apparition A shaddow a meere trifle Hial. To this vnion The good of both the Church and Common-wealth Invite ee' Dur. To this vnitie a mysterie Of providence poynts out a greater blessing For both these Nations then our humane reason Can search into King Henrie hath a Daughter The Princess Margaret I neede not vrge What honor what felicitie can followe On such affinitie twixt two Christian Kings In leagu'd by tyes of bloud but sure I am If you Sir ratifie the peace propos'd I dare both motion and effect this marriage For weale of both the Kingdomes K: Ia. Darst thou Lord Bishop Dur. Put it to tryall royall Iames by sending Some noble personage to the English Court By way of Embassie Hial Part of the businesse Shall suite my mediation K. Ia. Well what Heaven Hath poynted out to be must be you two Are Ministers I hope of blessed fate But herein onely I will stand acquitted No bloud of Innocents shall buy my peace For Warbecke as you nicke him came to me Commended by the States of Christendome A Prince though in distresse his fayre demeanor Louely behaviour vnappalled spirit Spoke him not base in bloud how euer clouded The bruite beasts haue both rockes and caues to flie to And men the Altars of the Church to vs He came for refuge Kings come neere in nature Vnto the Gods in being touchd with pittie Yet noble friends his mixture with our bloud Even with our owne shall no way interrupt A general peace onely I will dismisse him From my protection throughout my Dominions In safetie but not ever to returne Hialas You are a just King Durh. Wise and herein happie K. Ia. Nor will wee dallie in affayres of weight Huntley Lord Bishop shall with you to England Embassador from vs wee will throw downe Our weapons peace on all sides now repayre Vnto our Counsayle wee will soone be with you Hial. Delay shall question no dispatch Heaven crowne it Exeunt Durham and Hialas K: Ia: A league with Ferdinand a marriage With English Margaret a free release From restitution for the late affronts Cessation from hostilitie and all For Warbeck not delivered but dismist Wee could not wish it better Daliell Dal: Here Sir Enter Daliell K: Ia: Are Huntley and his Daughter sent for Dal: Sent for and come my Lord K: Ia: Say to the English Prince Wee want his companie Dal: He is at hand Sir Enter Warbeck Katherine Iane Frion Heron Sketon Major Astley K. Ia. Cosen our bountie favours gentlenesse Our benefits the hazard of our person Our peoples liues our Land hath evidenc't How much wee haue engag'd on your behalfe How triviall and how dangerous our hopes Appeare how fruitlesse our attempts in warre How windie rather smokie your assurance Of partie shewes wee might in vaine repeate But now obedience to the Mother Church A Fathers care vpon his Countryes weale The dignitie of State directs our wisedome To seale an oath of peace through Christendome To which wee are sworne alreadie 't is you Must onely seeke new fortunes in the world And finde an harbour elsewhere as I promisd On your arrivall you haue met no vsage Deserues repentance in your being here But yet I must liue Master of mine owne How ever what is necessarie for you At your departure I am well content You be accommodated with provided Delay proue not my enemie Warb. It shall not Most glorious Prince the fame of my Designes Soares higher then report of ease and sloath Can ayme at I acknowledge all your favours Boundlesse and singular am onely wretched In words as well as meanes to thanke the grace That flow'd so liberallie Two Empires firmely You 're Lord of Scotland and Duke Richards heart My claime to mine inheritance shall sooner Fayle then my life to serue you best of Kings And witnesse EDVVARDS bloud in me I am More loath to part with such a great example Of vertue then all other meere respects But Sir my last suite is you will not force From me what you haue given this chast Ladie Resolv'd on all extremes Kath: I am your wife No humane power can or shall divorce My faith from dutie Warb: Such another treasure The earth is Banckrout of K: Ia: I giue her Cosen And must avowe the guift will adde withall A furniture becomming her high birth And vnsuspected constancie provide For your attendance wee will part good friends Exit King and Daliell Warb: The Tudor hath beene cunning in his plotts His Fox of Durham would not fayle at last But what our cause and courage are our owne Be men my friends and let our Cosen King See how wee followe fate as willingly As malice followes vs Y' are all resolv'd For the West parts of England Cornwall Cornwall Frion The Inhabitants expect you daily Warb: Chearefully Draw all our shippes out of the harbour friends Our time of stay doth seeme too long wee must Prevent Intelligence about it suddenly A Prince a Prince a Prince Exeunt Counsellors Warb: Dearest admit not into thy pure thoughts The least of scruples which may charge their softnesse With burden of distrust Should I proue wanting To noblest courage now here were the tryall But I am perfect sweete I feare no change More then thy being partner in my sufferance Kath My fortunes Sir haue armd me to encounter What chance so ere they meete with Iane 't is fit Thou stay behinde for whither wilt thou wander Iane Never till death will I forsake my Mistresse Nor then in wishing to dye with ee' gladly Kath: Alas good soule Frion Sir to your Aunt of Burgundie I will relate your present vndertakings From her expect on all occasions welcome You cannot finde me idle in your services Warb. Gee Frion gee wisemen knowe how to soothe Adversitie not serue it thou hast wayted Too long on expectation never yet Was any Nation read of so besotted In reason as to adore the setting Sunne Flie to the Arch-Dukes Court say to the Dutchesse Her Nephewe with fayre Katherine his wife Are on their expectation to beginne The raysing of an Empire If they fayle Yet the report will never farewell Frion Exit Frion This man Kate ha's beene true though now of late I feare too much familiar with the Foxe Enter Huntley and Daliell Hunt: I come to take my leaue you neede not doubt My interest in this sometime-childe of
the Lyon faints not Lockt in a grate but loose disdaines all force Which barres his prey and wee are Lyon-hearted Or else no King of beasts Harke how they shout Another shout Triumphant in our cause bolde confidence Marches on brauely cannot quake at daunger Enter Sketon Sket. Saue King Richard the fourth saue King of hearts the Cornish blades are men of mettall haue proclaimed through Bodnam and the whole Countie my sweete Prince Monarch of England foure thousand tall yeomen with bow and sword alreadie vow to liue and dye at the foote of KING RICHARD Enter Astley Astley The Mayor our fellow Counseller is servant for an Emperour Exceter is appointed for the Rend a vous and nothing wants to victory but courage and resolution vigellatum datum decimo Septembris Anno Regui Regis primo cetera confirmatum est Al 's cocke sure Warb: To Exceter to Exceter march on Commend vs to our people wee in person Will lend them double spirits tell them so She Astl: King Richard King Richard Warb: A thousand blessings guard our lawfull Armes A thousand horrors peirce our enemies soules Pale feare vnedge their weapons sharpest poynts And when they draw their arrowes to the head Numnesse shall strike their sinewes such advantage Hath Majestie in its pursuite of Iustice That on the proppers vp of truths olde throne It both enlightens counsell and giues heart To execution whiles the throates of traytors Lye bare before our mercie O Divinitie Of royall birth how it strikes dumbe the tongues Whose prodigallitie of breath is brib'd By traynes to greatnesse Princes are but men Distinguisht in the finenesse of their frailtie Yet not so grosse in beautie of the minde For there 's a fire more sacred purifies The drosse of mixture Herein stands the odds Subjects are men on earth Kings men and gods Exeunt omnes Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Katherine and Iane in riding suits with one servant Kath: IT is decreede and wee must yeeld to fate Whose angry Iustice though it threaten ruine Contempt and povertie is all but tryall Of a weake womans constancie in suffering Here in a strangers and an enemies Land Forsaken and vnfurnisht of all hopes But such as waite on miserie I range To meete affliction where so ere I treade My trayne and pompe of servants is reduc't To one kinde Gentlewoman and this groome Sweet Iane now whither must wee Iane To your Shippes Deare Lady and turne home Kath: Home I haue none Flie thou to Scotland thou hast friends will weepe For joy to bid thee welcome but ô Iane My Iane my friends are desperate of comfort As I must be of them the common charitie Good people salmes and prayers of the gentle Is the revenue must support my state As for my natiue Countrey since it once Saw me a Princesse in the height of greatnesse My birth allow'd me here I make a vow Scotland shall never see me being fallen Or lessened in my fortunes Never Iane Never to Scotland more will I returne Could I be Englands Queene a glory Iane I never fawn'd on yet the King who gaue me Hath sent me with my husband from his presence Deliver'd vs suspected to his Nation Renderd vs spectacles to time and pittie And is it fit I should returne to such As onely listen after our descent From happinesse enjoyd to misery Expected though vncertaine Never never Alas why do'st thou weepe and that poore creature Wipe his wett cheekes too let me feele alone Extremities who know to giue them harbour Nor thou nor he ha's cause You may liue safely Iane There is no safetie whiles your dangers Madam Are every way apparent Servant Pardon Ladie I cannot choose but shew my honest heart You were ever my good Ladie Kath: O deare soules Your shares in griefe are too too much Enter Daliell Daliell I bring Fayre Princesse newes of further sadnesse yet Then your sweet youth hath beene acquainted with Kath: Not more my Lord then I can welcome speake it The worst the worst I looke for Dal. All the Cornish At Exceter were by the Citizens Repulst encountred by the Earle of Devonshire And other worthy Gentlemen of the Countrey Your husband marcht to Taunton and was there Affronted by King Henries Chamberlayne The King himselfe in person with his Armie Advancing neerer to renew the fight On all occasions But the night before The battayles were to joyne your husband privately Accompanied with some few horse departed From out the campe and posted none knowes whither Kath: Fled without battayle given Dal: Fled but follow'd By Dawbney all his parties left to taste King Henries mercie for to that they yeelded Victorious without bloudshed Kath: O my sorrowes If both our liues had prou'd the sacrifice To Henries tyrannie wee had fallen like Princes And rob'd him of the glory of his pride Dal: Impute it not to faintnesse or to weakenesse Of noble courage Ladie but foresight For by some secret friend he had intelligence Of being bought and solde by his base followers Worse yet remaines vntold Kath: No no it cannot Daliell I feare y' are betray'd The Earle of Oxford Runnes hot in your pursuite Kath: A' shall not neede Wee le runne as hot in resolution gladly To make the Earle our Iaylor Iane Madam Madam they come they come Enter Oxford with followers Daliell Keepe backe or he who dares Rudely to violate the Law of honor Runnes on my sword Kath: Most noble Sir forbeare What reason drawes you hither Gentlemen Whom seeke 'ee Oxf: All stand off with favour Ladie From Henry Englands King I would present Vnto the beauteous Princesse Katherine Gourdon The tender of a gracious entertainment Kath: Wee are that Princesse whom your maister King Pursues with reaching armes to draw into His power let him vse his tyrannie Wee shall not bee his Subjects Oxf: My Commission extends no further excellentest Ladie Then to a service 't is King Henries pleasure That you and all that haue relation t' ee Be guarded as becomes your birth and greatnesse For rest assur'd sweet Princesse that not ought Of what you doe call yours shall finde disturbance Or any welcome other then what suits Your high condition Kath: By what title Sir May I acknowledge you Oxf: Your servant Ladie Descended from the Line of Oxfords Earles Inherits what his auncestors before him Were owners of Kath: Your King is herein royall That by a Peere so auncient in desert As well as bloud commands Vs to his presence Oxf: Invites 'ee Princesse not commands Kath: Pray vse Your owne phrase as you list to your protection Both I and mine submit Oxf: There 's in your number A Nobleman whom fame hath brauely spoken To him the King my Maister bad mee say How willingly he courts his friendship Far From an enforcement more then what in tearmes Of courtesie so great a Prince may hope for Daliell My name is Daliell Oxf: 'T is a name hath wonne Both thankes and
wonder from report my Lord The Court of England emulates your meritt And covetts to embrace 'ee Daliell I must waite on The Princesse in her fortunes Oxf: Will you please Great Ladie to set forward Kath: Being driven By fate it were in vaine to striue with Heaven Exeunt omnes Enter King Henry Surrey Vrswicke and a guard of Souldiers K: H The Counterfeit King Perkin is escap'd Escape so let him he is heg'd too fast Within the Circuite of our English pale To steale out of our Ports or leape the walls Which guarde our Land the Seas are rough and wider Then his weake armes can tugge with Surrey henceforth Your King may raigne in quiet turmoyles past Like some vnquiet dreame haue rather busied Our fansie then affrighted rest of State But Surrey why in articling a peace With Iames of Scotland was not restitution Of Losses which our Subjects did sustaine By the Scotch inrodes questioned Sur: Both demanded And vrg'd my Lord to which the King reply'd In modest merriment but smiling earnest How that our Master Henrie was much abler To beare the detriments then he repay them K: H The young man I beleeue spake honest truth 'A studies to be wise betimes Ha's Vrswicke Sir Rice ap Thomas and Lord Brooke our Steward Return'd the westerne Gentlemen full thankes From Vs for their try'd Loyalties Sur: They haue Which as if health and life had raign'd amongst em With open hearts they joyfully receiu'd K: H Young Buckingham is a fayre natur'd Prince Louely in hopes and worthie of his Father Attended by an hundred Knights and Squires Of speciall name he tendred humble service Which wee must n'ere forget and Devonshires wounds Though sleight shall find sound cure in our respect Enter Dawbney with Warbeck Heron Iohn a Water Astley Sketon Dawb: Life to the King and safetie fixe his throne I here present you royall Sir a shadowe Of Majestie but in effect a substance Of pittie a young man in nothing growne To ripenesse but th' ambition of your mercie Perkin the Christian worlds strange wonder K: H Dawbney Wee obserue no wonder I behold t is true An ornament of nature fine and pollisht A handsome youth indeede but not admire him How came he to thy hands Dawb: From Sanctuarie At Beweley neere Southhampton registred With these few followers for persons priviledg'd K: H I must not thanke you Sir you were too blame To infringe the Libertie of houses sacred Dare wee be irreligious Dawb: Gracious Lord They voluntarily resign'd themselues Without compulsion K: H So 't was very well T' was very very well turne now thine eyes Young man vpon thy selfe and thy past actions What revells in combustion through our Kingdome A frenzie of aspiring youth hath daunc'd Till wanting breath thy feete of pride haue slipt To breake thy necke Warb: But not my heart my heart Will mount till every drop of bloud be frozen By deaths perpetuall Winter If the Sunne Of Maiestie be darkned let the Sunne Of Life be hid from mee in an eclipse Lasting and vniversall Sir remember There was a shooting in of light when Richmond Not ayming at a crowne retyr'd and gladly For comfort to the Duke of Britaines Court Richard who swayed the Scepter was reputed A tyrant then yet then a dawning glimmer'd To some few wandring remnants promising day When first they ventur'd on a frightfull shore At Milford Haven Dawb: Whither speeds his boldnesse Checke his rude tongue great Sir K: H O let him range The player 's on the stage still 't is his part A' does but act what followed Warb: Bosworth feild Where at an instant to the worlds amazement A morne to Richmond and a night to Richard Appear'd at once the tale is soone applyde Fate which crown'd these attempts when lest assur'd Might haue befriended others like resolv'd K: H A prettie gallant thus your Aunt of Burgundie Your Dutchesse Aunt enform'd her Nephew so The lesson prompted and well conn'd was moulded Into familiar Dialogue oft rehearsed Till learnt by heart 't is now receiv'd for truth Warb: Truth in her pure simplicitie wants art To put a fayned blush on scorne weares onely Such fashion as commends to gazers eyes Sad vlcerated Noveltie farre beneath The spheare of Maiestie in such a Court Wisedome and gravitie are proper robes By which the Soveraigne is best distinguisht From Zanyes to his Greatnesse K: H Sirra shift Your anticke Pageantrie and now appeare In your owne nature or y 'oule taste the daunger Of fooling out of season Warb: I expect No lesse then what severitie calls Iustice And Polititians safetie let such begge As feed on almes but if there can be mercie In a protested enemie then may it Descend to these poore creatures whose engagements To th' bettering of their fortunes haue incur'd A losse of all to them if any charitie Flowe from some noble Orator in death I owe the fee of thankfulnesse K: H So braue What a bold knaue is this which of these Rebells Ha's beene the Mayor of Corke Dawb: This wise formalitie Kneele to the King 'ee Rascalls K: H Canst thou hope A Pardon where thy guilt is so apparant Mayor Vnder your good favours as men are men they may erre for I confesse respectiuely in taking great parts the one side prevailing the other side must goe downe herein the poynt is cleere if the proverbe hold that hanging goes by destinie that it is to little purpose to say this thing or that shall be thus or thus for as the fates will haue it so it must be and who can helpe it Dawb: O block-head thou a privie Counseller Begg life and cry aloude Heaven saue King Henrie Mayor Every man knowes what is best as it happens for my owne part I beleeue it is true if I be not deceived that Kings must be Kings and Subjects Subjects But which is which you shall pardon me for that whether we speake or hold our peace all are mortall no man knowes his end K: H Wee trifle time with follyes Omnes Mercie mercie K: H Vrswicke command the Dukeling and these fellowes To Digby the Lieftenant of the Tower With safetie let them be convay'd to London It is our pleasure no vncivill outrage Taunts or abuse be suffred to their persons They shall meete fayrer Law then they deserue Time may restore their wits whom vaine ambition Hath many yeares distracted Warb: Noble thoughts Meete freedome in captivitie the Tower Our Childhoods dreadfull nursery K: H. No more Vrs: Come come you shall haue leisure to bethinke 'ee Exit Vrsw: with Perkin and his K: H Was ever so much impudence in forgery The custome sure of being stil'd a King Hath fastend in his thought that HE IS SVCH But wee shall teach the ladd another language 'T is good we haue him fast Dawb: The Hangmans physicke Will purge this saucie humor K: H Very likely Yet wee could temper mercie with extremitie Being not too far provok'd Enter Oxford
THE CHRONICLE HISTORIE OF PERKIN WARBECK A Strange Truth Acted some-times by the Queenes MAIESTIES Servants at the Phaenix in Drurie lane Fide Honor LONDON Printed by T. P. for Hugh Beeston and are to be sold at his Shop neere the Castle in Cornehill 1634 The Scene The Continent of Great Britayne The Persons presented Henry the seaventh Dawbney Sir William Stanly Oxford Surrey Bishop of Durham Vrswicke Chaplaine to King Henry Sir Robert Clifford Lambert Simnell Hialas a Spanish Agent Constable Officers Servingmen and Souldiers Iames the 4th King of Scotl Earle of Huntley Earle of Crawford Lord Daliell Marchmount a Herauld Perkin Warbeck Frion his Secretarie Mayor of Cork Heron a Mercer Sketon a Taylor Astly a Scrivener Women Ladie Katherine Gourdon wife to Perkin Countesse of Crawford Iane Douglas Lady Kath: mayd TO THE RIGHTLY HONOVRABLE VVILLIAM CAVENDISH Earle of New-Castle Viscount Mansfield Lord Boulfouer and Ogle MY LORD Out of the darknesse of a former Age enlighten'd by a late both learned and an honourable pen I haue endevoured to personate a great Attempt and in It a greater Daunger In other Labour's you may reade Actions of Antiquitie discourst In This Abridgement finde the Actors themselues discoursing in some kinde practiz'd as well What to speake as speaking Why to doe Your Lop. is a most competent Iudge in expressions of such credit commissioned by your knowne Abilitie in examining and enabled by your knowledge in determining the monuments of Time Eminent Titles may indeed informe who their owners are not often what To your's the addition of that information in BOTH cannot in any application be observ'd flattery the Authoritie being established by TRVTH I can onely acknowledge the errours in writing mine owne the worthinesse of the Subject written being a perfection in the Story and of It. The custome of your ps entertainements even to Strangers is rather an Example than a Fashion in which consideration I dare not professe a curiositie but am onely studious that your p will please amongst such as best honour your Goodnesse to admit into your noble construction IOHN FORD To my owne friend Master Iohn Ford on his Iustifiable Poem of Perkin Warbeck This Ode THey who doe know mee know that I Vnskil'd to flatter Dare speake This Piece in words in matter A WORKE without the daunger of the Lye Beleeue mee friend the name of This and Thee Will liue your Storie Bookes may want Faith or merit glorie THIS neither without Iudgement 's Lethargie When the Arts doate then some sicke Poet may Hope that his penne In new-staind-paper can finde men To roare HE is THE WIT'S His NOYSE doth sway But such an Age cannot be know'n for All E're that Time bee Must proue such Truth mortalitie So friend thy honour stand's too fixt to fall George Donne To his worthy friend Master Iohn Ford vpon his Perkin Warbeck LEt men who are writt Poets lay a claime To the Phebean Hill I haue no name Nor art in Verse True I haue heard some tell Of Aganippe but ne're knew the Well Therefore haue no ambition with the Times To be in Print for making of ill Rimes But loue of Thee and Iustice to thy Penne Hath drawne mee to this Barre with other men To justifie though against double Lawes Waving the subtill bus'nesse of his cause The GLORIOVS PERKIN and thy Poet 's Art Equall with His in playing the KINGS PART Ra E'ure Baronis Primogen To my faithfull no lesse deserving friend the Authour This indebted Oblation PERKIN is redivin'd by thy strong hand And crownd' a King of new the vengefull wand Of Greatnesse is forgot HIS Execution May rest vn-mention'd and HIS birth 's Collusion Lye buried in the Storie But HIS fame Thou has't eterniz'd made a Crowne HIS Game HIS loftie spirit soares yet Had HE been Base in his enterprise as was his sinne Conceiv'd HIS TITLE doubtlesse prou'd vnjust Had but for Thee been silenc't in his dust George Crymes miles To the Authour his friend vpon his Chronicle Historie THese are not to expresse thy witt But to pronounce thy Iudgement fitt In full-fil'd phrase those Times to rayse When PERKIN ran his wilie wayes Still let the methode of thy brayne From Errours touch and Envy's stayne Preserue Thee free that eu'r thy quill Fayre Truth may wett and Fancy fill Thus Graces are with Muses mett And practick Critick's on may frett For heere Thou hast produc't A Storie Which shall ecclipse Their future Glorie Iohn Brograue To my friend and kinsman Master Iohn Ford the Authour DRammatick Poets as the Times goe now Can hardly write what others will allow The Cynick snarl's the Critick howles and barkes And Ravens croake to drowne the voyce of Larkes Scorne those STAGE-HARPYES This I 'le boldly say Many may imitate few match thy Play Iohn Ford Graiensis PROLOGVE STudyes haue of this Nature been of late So out of fashion so vnfollow'd that It is become more Iustice to reviue The antick follyes of the Times then striue To countenance wise Industrie no want Of Art doth render witt or lame or scant Or slothfull in the purchase of fresh bayes But want of Truth in Them who giue the prayse To their selfe-loue presuming to out-doe The Writer or for need the Actor's too But such THIS AVTHOVR'S silence best befitt's Who bidd's Them be in loue with their owne witt's From Him to cleerer Iudgement 's wee can say Hee shew's a Historie couch't in a Play A Historie of noble mention knowne Famous and true most noble 'cause our owne Not forg'd from Italie from Fraunce from Spaine But Chronicled at Home as rich in strayne Of braue Attempts as ever fertile Rage In Action could beget to grace the Stage Wee cannot limitt Scenes for the whole Land It selfe appeard too narrow to with-stand Competitors for Kingdomes nor is heere Vnnecessary mirth forc't to indeere A multitude on these two rest's the Fate Of worthy expectation TRUTH and STATE THE CHRONICLE HISTORIE OF PERKIN WARBECK Actus primus Scaena prima Enter King Henry Durham Oxford Surrey Sir William Stanly Lord Chamberlaine Lord Dawbny The King supported to his Throne by Stanly and Durham A Guard King Still to be haunted still to be pursued Still to be frighted with false apparitions Of pageant Majestie and new-coynd greatnesse As if wee were a mockery King in state Onely ordaind to lauish sweat and bloud In scorne and laughter to the ghosts of Yorke Is all below our merits yet my Lords My friends and Counsailers yet we sit fast In our owne royall birth-right the rent face And bleeding wounds of England's slaughterd people Haue beene by vs as by the best Physitian At last both throughly Cur'd and set in safetie And yet for all this glorious worke of peace Our selfe is scarce secure Dur: The rage of malice Conjures fresh spirits with the spells of Yorke For ninetie yeares ten English Kings and Princes Threescore great Dukes and Earles a thousand Lords And valiant Knights two hundred
but a noble Subject put in that too Dal: I could adde more and in the rightest line Deriue my pedigree from Adam Mure A Scottish Knight whose daughter was the mother To him who first begot the race of Iameses That sway the Scepter to this very day But kindreds are not ours when once the date Of many yeares haue swallowed vp the memory Of their originalls So pasture fields Neighbouring too neere the Ocean are soopd vp And knowne no more for stood I in my first And natiue greatnesse if my Princely Mistresse Voutsafd mee not her servant 't were as good I were reduc'd to Clownery to nothing As to a throane of Wonder Hunt: Now by Saint Andrew A sparke of mettall a' has a braue fire in him I would a had my Daughter so I kne wt not But must not bee so must not well young Lord This will not doe yet if the girle be headstrong And will not harken to good Counsaile steale her And runne away with her daunce galliards doe And friske about the world to learne the Languages T' will be a thriving trade you may set vp by 't Dal: With pardon noble Gourdon this disdaine Suites not your Daughters vertue or my constancie Hunt: You are angrie would a would beate me I deserue it Daliell thy hand w' are friends follow thy Courtship Take thine owne time and speake if thou prevail'st With passion more then I can with my Counsaile Shee s thine nay shee is thine t is a faire match Free and allowed I le onely vse my tongue Without a Fathers power use thou thine Selfe doe selfe haue no more words winne and weare her Dal: You blesse mee I am now too poore in thankes To pay the debt I owe you Hunt: Nay th' art poore enough I loue his spirit infinitely Looke yee shee comes to her now to her to her Enter Katherine and Iane Kat: The King commands your presence Sir Hunt: The gallant this this this Lord this Servant Kate of yours desires to be your Maister Kat: I acknowledge him a worthy friend of mine Dal: Your humblest Creature Hunt: So so the games a foote I 'me in cold hunting The hare and hounds are parties Dal: Princely Lady how most vnworthy I am to imploy My services in honour of your vertues How hopelesse my desires are to enjoy Your faire opinion and much more your loue Are onely matter of despaire vnlesse Your goodnesse giue large warrant to my boldnesse My feeble-wing'd ambition Hunt: This is scurvie Kat: My Lord I interrupt you not Hunt: Indeede Now on my life shee l Court him nay nay on Sir Dal: Oft haue I tun'd the lesson of my sorrowes To sweeten discord and inrich your pittie But all in vaine heere had my Comforts sunck And never ris'n againe to tell a storie Of the despairing Louer had not now Even now the Earle your Father Hunt: A meanes mee sure Dal: After some fit disputes of your Condition Your highnesse and my lownesse giv'n a licence Which did not more embolden then encourage My faulting tongue Hunt: How how how 's that Embolden Encourage I encourage yee d' ee heare sir A subtill trick a queint one will you heare man What did I say to you come come toth poynt Kate It shall not neede my Lord Hunt: Then heare mee Kate Keepe you on that hand of her I on this Thou standst betweene a Father and a Suiter Both striving for an interest in thy heart Hee Courts thee for affection I for dutie Hee as a servant pleads but by the priviledge Of nature tho I might Command my care Shall onely Counsaile what it shall not force Thou canst but make one choyce the tyes of marriage Are tenures not at will but during life Consider whoe 's thou art and who a Princesse A Princesse of the royall bloud of Scotland In the full spring of youth and fresh in beautie The King that sits vpon the throne is young And yet vnmarryed forward in attempts On any least occasion to endanger His person Wherefore Kate as I am confident Thou dar'st not wrong thy birth and education By yeelding to a common servile rage Of female wantonnesse so I am confident Thou wilt proportion all thy thoughts to side Thy equalls if not equall thy superiors My Lord of Daliell youug in yeares is old In honors but nor eminent in titles Or in estate that may support or adde to The expectation of thy fortunes settle Thy will and reason by a strength of Iudgement For in a word I giue thee freedome take it If equall fates haue not ordain'd to pitch Thy hopes aboue my height let not thy passion Leade thee to shrinke mine honor in oblivion Thou art thine owne I haue done Dal: Oh y' are all Oracle The living stocke and roote of truth and wisedome Kat: My worthiest Lord and Father the indulgence Of your sweete composition thus commands The lowest of obedience you haue graunted A libertie so large that I want skill To choose without direction of EXAMPLE From which I daily learne by how much more You take off from the roughnesse of a Father By so much more I am engag'd to tender The dutie of a Daughter For respects Of birth degrees of title and advancement I nor admire nor slight them all my studies Shall ever ayme at this perfection onely To liue and dye so that you may not blush In any course of mine to owne mee yours Hunt: Kate Kate thou grow'st vpon my heart like peace Creating every other houre a Iubile Kate To you my Lord of Daliell I addresse Some few remaining words the generall fame That speakes your merit even in vulgar tongues Proclaimes it cleare but in the best a President Hunt: Good wench good girle y' fayth Kat: For my part trust mee I value mine owne worth at higher rate Cause you are pleasd to prize it if the streame Of your protested service as you terme it Runne in a constancie more then a Complement It shall be my delight that worthy loue Leades you to worthy actions and these guide yee Richly to wedde an honourable name So every vertuous praise in after ages Shall be your heyre and I in your braue mention Be Chronicled the MOTHER of that issue That glorious issue Hunt: Oh that I were young againe Shee l make mee court proud danger and sucke spirit From reputation Kat: To the present motion Heere 's all that I dare answer when a ripenesse Of more experience and some vse of time Resolues to treate the freedome of my youth Vpon exchange of troathes I shall desire No surer credit of a match with vertue Then such as liues in you meane time my hopes are Preser'd secure in having you a friend Dal: You are a blessed Lady and instruct Ambition not to soare a farther flight Then in the perfum'd ayre of your soft voyce My noble Lord of Huntley you haue lent A full extent of bountie to this parley And for it shall command
your humblest servant Hunt: Enough wee are still friends and will continue A heartie loue oh Kate thou art mine owne No more my Lord of Crawford Enter Crawford Craw. From the King I come my Lord of Huntley Who in Counsaile requires your present ayde Hunt: Some weightie businesse Craw: A Secretarie from a Duke of Yorke The second sonne to the late English Edward Conceal'd I know not where these fourteen yeares Craues audience from our Maister and t is said The Duke himselfe is following to the Court Hunt: Duke vpon Duke t is well 't is well heere 's bustling For Majestie my Lord I will along with yee Craw: My service noble Lady Kat: Please yee walke sir Dal: Times haue their changes sorrow makes men wise The Sunne it selfe must sett as well as rise Then why not I faire Maddam I waite on yee Exeunt omnes Enter Durham Sir Robert Clifford and Vrswick Lights Dur: You finde Sir Robert Clifford how securely King Henry our great Maister doth commit His person to your loyaltie you taste His bountie and his mercy even in this That at a time of night so late a place So private as his Closet hee is pleasd To admit you to his favour doe not faulter In your Discovery but as you covet A liberall grace and pardon for your follies So labour to deserue it by laying open All plotts all persons that contriue against it Vrs: Remember not the witchcraft or the Magick The charmes and incantations which the Sorceresse Of Burgundie hath cast vpon your reason Sir Robert bee your owne friend now discharge Your conscience freely all of such as loue you Stand sureties for your honestie and truth Take heede you doe not dallie with the King He is wise as he is gentle Cliff: I am miserable If Henry be not mercifull Vrs: The King comes Enter King Henry K: H Clifford Cliff: Let my weake knees rot on the earth If I appeare as leap'rous in my treacheries Before your royall eyes as to mine owne I seeme a Monster by my breach of truth K: H Clifford stand vp for instance of thy safetie I offer thee my hand Cliff A soveraigne Balme For my bruis'd Soule I kisse it with a greedinesse Sir you are a just Master but I K: H Tell me is every circumstance thou hast set downe With thine owne hand within this paper true Is it a sure intelligence of all The progresse of our enemies intents Without corruption Cliff: True as I wish heaven Or my infected honor white againe K: H Wee know all Clifford fully since this meteor This ayrie apparition first discradled From Tournay into Portugall and thence Advanc'd his firie blaze for adoration Toth superstitious Irish since the beard Of this wilde Comet Conjurd'd into Fraunce Sparkled in antick flames in Charles his Court But shrunke againe from thence and hid in darknesse Stole into Flaunders flourishing the ragges Of painted power on the shore of Kent Whence hee was beaten backe with shame and scorne Contempt and slaughter of some naked out-lawes But tell me what new course now shapes Duke Perkin Cliff: For Ireland mightie Henrie so instructed By Stephen Frion sometimes Secretarie In the French tongue vnto your sacred Excellence But Perkins tutor now K: H A subtill villaine That Frion Frion you my Lord of Durham Knew well the man Dur. French both in heart and actions K: H Some Irish heads worke in this mine of treason Speake em Cliff Not any of the best your fortune Hath dulld their spleenes never had Counterfeit Such a confused rabble of lost Banquerouts For Counsellors first Heron a broken Mercer Then Iohn a Water sometimes Major of Corke Sketon a taylor aud a Scrivenor Calld Astley and what ere these list to treate of Perkin must harken to but Frion cunning Aboue these dull capacities still prompts him To flie to Scotland to young Iames the fourth And sue for ayde to him this is the latest Of all their resolutions K. H. Still more Frion Pestilent Adder hee will hisse out poyson As dang'rous as infections we must match 'em Clifford thou hast spoke home wee giue thee life But Clifford there are people of our owne Remaine behinde vntold who are they Clifford Name those and wee are friends and will to rest T is thy last taske Cliff Oh Sir here I must breake A most vnlawfull Oath to keepe a just one K. H. Well well be briefe be briefe Cliff The first in ranck Shall be Iohn Ratcliffe Lord Fitzwater then Sir Simon Mountford and Sir Thomas Thwaites With William Dawbegney Chessoner Astwood Worsley the Deane of Paules two other Fryars And Robert Ratcliffe K. H. Church-men are turn'd Divells These are the principall Cliff One more remaines Vn-nam'd whom I could willingly forget K.H. Ha Clifford one more Cliff Great Sir do not heare him For when Sir William Stanlie your Lord Chamberlaine Shall come into the list as he is chiefe I shall loose credit with yee yet this Lord Last nam'd is first against you K. H. Vrswick the light view well my face Sirs Is there bloud left in it Dur. You alter Strangely Sir K. H. Alter Lord Bishop Why Clifford stab'd mee or I dream'd a'stabd mee Sirra it is a custome with the guiltie To thinke they set their owne staines off by laying Aspersions on some nobler then themselues Lyes waite on treasons as I finde it here Thy life againe is forfeit I recall My word of mercy for I know thou dar'st Repeate the name no more Cliff I dare and once more Vpon my knowledge name Sir William Stanlie Both in his counsaile and his purse the chiefe Assistant to the fain'd Duke of Yorke Dur: Most strange Vrs: Most wicked K: H. Yet againe once more Cliff: Sir William Stanlie is your secret enemy And if time fit will openly professe it K. H. Sir William Stanlie Who Sir William Stanlie My Chamberlaine my Counsellor the loue The pleasure of my Court my bosome friend The Charge and the Controulement of my person The keyes and secrets of my treasurie The all of all I am I am vnhappie Miserie of confidence let mee turne traytor To mine owne person yeeld my Scepter vp To Edwards Sister and her bastard Duke Dur. You loose your constant temper K. H. Sir William Stanlie Oh doe not blame mee hee t was onely hee Who having rescu'd mee in Bosworth field From Richards bloudy sword snatch'd from his head The Kingly Crowne and plac'd it first on mine Hee never fail'd mee what haue I deserv'd To loose this good mans heart or hee his owne Vrs: The night doth waste this passion ill becomes yee Provide against your danger K. H. Let it be so Vrswick command streight Stanly to his chamber T is well wee are i th Tower set a guard on him Clifford to bed you must lodge here to night Wee l talke with you to morrow my sad soule Devines strange troubles Dawb: Ho the King the King I must haue entrance K. H. Dawbneys
voyce admit him What new combustions huddle next to keepe Our eyes from rest the newes Enter Dawbney Daw: Ten thousand Cornish grudging to pay your Subsidies haue gatherd a head led by a Blacksmith and a Lawyer they make for London And to them is joyn'd Lord Audlie as they march Their number daily encreases they are K. H. Rascalls talke no more Such are not worthie of my thoughts to night And if I cannot sleepe I le wake to bed When Counsailes faile and there 's in man no trust Even then an arme from heaven fights for the just Exeunt Finis Actus primi Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter aboue Countesse of Crawford Katherine Iane with other Ladies Coun. COme Ladies heere 's a solemne preparation For entertainment of this English Prince The King intends grace more then ordinarie T were pittie now if a 'should proue a Counterfeit Kat: Blesse the young man our Nation would be laughd at For honest soules through Christendome my father Hath a weake stomacke to the businesse Madam But that the King must not be crost Coun: A'brings A goodly troope they say of gallants with him But very modest people for they strive not To fame their names too much their god-fathers May be beholding to them but their fathers Scarce owe them thankes they are disguised Princes Brought vp it seemes to honest trades no matter They will breake forth in season Iane Or breake out For most of em are broken by report The King Kat. Let vs obserue 'em and be silent Flourish Enter King Iames Huntley Crawford and Daliell K. I. The right of Kings my Lords extends not onely To the safe Conservation of their owne But also to the ayde of such Allies As change of time and state hath often times Hurld downe from carefull Crownes to vndergoe An exercise of sufferance in both fortunes So English Richard surnam'd Cor-de-lyon So Robert Bruce our royall Ancestor Forc'd by the tryall of the wrongs they felt Both sought and found supplyes from forraigne Kings To repossesse their owne then grudge not Lords A much distressed Prince King Charles of Fraunce And Maximilian of Bohemia both Haue ratified his Credit by their Letters Shall wee then be distrustfull No Compassion Is one rich Iewell that shines in our Crowne And we will haue it shine there Hunt Doe your will Sir K. I. The young Duke is at hand Daliell from vs First greete him and conduct him on then Crawford Shall meete him next and Huntley last of all Present him to our armes sound sprightly Musique Whilst Majestie encounters Majestie Hoboyes Daliell goes out brings in Perkin at the doore where Crawford entertaines him and from Crawford Huntley salutes him and presents him to the King they embrace Perkin in state retires some few paces backe During which Ceremony the Noblemen slightly salute Fryon Heron a Mercer Sketon a Taylor Astley a Scrivenor with Iohn a Watring all Perkins followers Salutations ended cease Musique War: Most high most mightie King that now there stands Before your eyes in presence of your Peeres A subject of the rarest kinde of pittie That hath in any age touchd noble hearts The vulgar storie of a Princes ruine Hath made it too apparent EVROPE knowes And all the Westerne World what persecution Hath ragd in malice against Vs sole heire To the great throne of old Plantaginetts How from our Nursery wee haue beene hurried Vnto the Sanctuarie from the Sanctuarie Forc'd to the Prison from the Prison hald By cruell hands to the tormentors furie Is registred alreadie in the Volume Of all mens tongues whose true relation drawes Compassion melted into weeping eyes And bleeding soules but our misfortunes since Haue rang'd a larger progresse through strange Lands Protected in our Innocence by Heaven Edward the Fift our brother in his Tragedie Quenchd their hot thirst of bloud whose hire to murther Paid them their wages of despaire and horrour The softnesse of my childe-hood smild vpon The roughnesse of their taske and rob'd them farther Of hearts to dare or hands to execute Great King they spard my life the butchers spard it Returnd the tyrant my vnnaturall Vncle A truth of my dispatch I was conveyd With secresie and speede to Tournay fosterd By obscure meanes taught to vnlearne my selfe But as I grew in yeares I grew in sence Of feare and of disdaine feare of the tyrant Whose power swaide the throne then when disdaine Of living so vnknowne in such a servile And abject lownesse prompted mee to thoughts Of recollecting who I was I shooke off My bondage and made hast to let my Aunt Of Burgundie acknowledge mee her kinsman Heire to the Crowne of England snatch'd by Henry From Richards head a thing scarce knowne i th world K. I. My Lord it stands not with your Counsaile now To flie vpon invectiues if you can Make this apparent what you haue discourst In every Circumstance wee will not studie An answer but are ready in your Cause War: You are a wise and just King by the powers Aboue reserv'd beyond all other aydes To plant mee in mine owne inheritance To marrie these two Kingdomes in a loue Never to be divor'd while time is time As for the manner first of my escape Of my Conveyance next of my life since The meanes and persons who were instruments Great Sir t is fit I over-passe in silence Reserving the relation to the secrecy Of your owne Princely eare since it concernes Some great Ones living yet and others dead Whose issue might be question'd For your bountie Royall magnificence to him that seekes it WEE vow hereafter to demeane our selfe As if wee were your owne and naturall brother Omitting no occasion in our person To expresse a gratitude beyond example K. I. Hee must bee more then subject who can vtter The language of a King and such is thine Take this for answer bee what ere thou art Thou never shalt repent that thou hast put Thy cause and person into my protection Cosen of Yorke thus once more Wee embrace thee Welcome to Iames of Scotland for thy safetie Know such as loue thee not shall never wrong thee Come wee will taste a while our Court delights Dreame hence afflictions past and then proceede To high attempts of honor on leade on Both thou and thine are ours and wee will guard yee Leade on Exeunt Manent Ladies aboue Coun: I haue not seene a Gentleman Of a more braue aspect or goodlier carriage His fortunes moue not him Madam y are passionate Kat: Beshrew mee but his words haue touchd mee home As if his cause concernd mee I should pittie him If a' should proue another then hee seemes Enter Crawford Craw. Ladies the King commands your presence instantly For entertainment of the Duke Kat. The Duke Must then be entertain'd the King obayd It is our dutie Coun: Wee will all waite on him Exeunt Flourish Enter King Henry Oxford Durham Surrey K: H Haue yee condem'd my Chamberlaine Dur. His treasons condem'd him
and t is pittie Such counsaile should lye buryed in obscuritie But why in such a time and cause of triumph Stands the judicious Major of Corke so silent Beleeue it Sir as ENGLISH RICHARD prospers You must not misse imployment of high nature Major If men may be credited in their mortalitie which I dare not peremptorily averre but they may or not be presumptions by this marriage are then in sooth of fruitfull expectation Or else I must not justifie other mens beliefe more then other should relie on mine Frion Pith of experience those that haue borne office Weigh every word before it can drop from them But noble Counsellers since now the present Requires in poynt of honor pray mistake not Some service to our Lord 't is fit the Scotts Should not ingrosse all glory to themselues At this so grand and eminent solemnitie Sket: The Scotts the motion is defied I had rather for my part without tryall of my Countrie suffer persecution vnder the pressing Iron of reproach or let my skinne be pincht full of oylett holes with the Bodkin of Derision Ast: I will sooner loose both my eares on the Pillorie of Forgerie Heron. Let me first liue a Banckrout and die in the lowsee hole of hunger without compounding for six pence in the pound Major If men faile not in their expectations there may be spirits also that disgest no rude affronts Master Secretarie Frion or I am cozen'd which is possible I graunt Frion Resolv'd like men of knowledge at this feast then In honor of the Bride the Scotts I know Will in some shew some maske or some Devise Preferre their duties now it were vncomely That wee be found lesse forward for our Prince Then they are for their Ladie and by how much Wee out-shine them in persons of account By so much more will our indeavours meete with A liuelier applause Great Emperours Haue for their recreations vndertooke Such kinde of pastimes as for the Conceite Referre it to my studie the performance You all shall share a thankes in t will be gratefull Heron. The motion is allowed I haue stole to a dauncing Schoole when I was a Prentice Astl: There haue beene Irish-Hubbubs when I haue made one too Sket: For fashioning of shapes and cutting a crosse-caper turne me off to my trade againe Major Surely there is if I be not deceived a kinde of gravitie in merriment as there is or perhaps ought to be respect of persons in the qualitie of carriage which is as it is construed either so or so Frion Still you come home to me vpon occasion I finde you rellish Courtship with discretion And such are fit for Statesmen of your merits Pray'e waite the Prince and in his eare acquaint him With this Designe I le follow and direct ee' O the toyle Exeunt mane Frion Of humoring this abject scumme of mankinde Muddie-braynd peasants Princes feele a miserie Beyond impartiall sufferance whose extreames Must yeelde to such abettors yet our tyde Runnes smoothly without adverse windes runne on Flow to a full sea time alone debates Quarrells forewritten in the Booke of fates Exit Actus Tertius Scaena prima Enter King Henrie his Gorget on his sword plume of feathers leading staffe and Vrswicke K: H HOw runnes the time of day Vrsw: Past tenne my Lord K: H A bloudie houre will it proue to some Whose disobedience like the sonnes 'o th earth Throw a defiance 'gainst the face of Heaven Oxford with Essex and stout De la Poole Haue quietted the Londoners I hope And set them safe from feare Vrs: They are all silent K: H From their owne battlements they may behold Saint Georges fields orespred with armed men Amongst whom our owne royall Standard threatens Confusion to opposers wee must learne To practise warre againe in time of peace Or lay our Crowne before our Subjects feete Ha Vrswicke must we not Vrsw: The powers who seated King Henry on his lawfull throne will ever Rise vp in his defence K: H Rage shall not fright The bosome of our confidence in Kent Our Cornish Rebells cozen'd of their hopes Met braue resistance by that Countryes Earle George Aburgenie Cobham Poynings Guilford And other loyall hearts now if Black heath Must be reserv'd the fatall tombe to swallow Such stifneckt Abjects as with wearie Marches Haue travaild from their homes their wiues and children To pay in stead of Subsidies their liues Wee may continue Soveraigne yet Vrswicke Wee 'le not abate one pennie what in Parliament Hath freely beene contributed wee must not Money giues soule to action Our Competitor The Flemish Counterfeit with Iames of Scotland Will proue what courage neede and want can nourish Without the foode of fit supplyes but Vrswicke I haue a charme in secret that shall loose The Witch-craft wherewith young King Iames is bound And free it at my pleasure without bloud-shed Vrsw: Your Majestie 's a wise King sent from Heaven Protector of the just K. H. Let dinner cheerefully Be serv'd in this day of the weeke is ours Our day of providence for Saturday Yet never fayld in all my vndertakings To yeeld me rest at night what meanes this warning Good Fate speake peace to Henry A Flourish Enter Dawbney Oxford and attendants Dawb: Liue the King Triumphant in the ruine of his enemies Oxf: The head of strong rebellion is cut off The body hew'd in peeces K: H Dawbney Oxford Minions to noblest fortunes how yet stands The comfort of your wishes Dawb: Briefly thus The Cornish vnder Awdley disappoynted Of flattered expectation from the Kentish Your Majesties right trustie Liegemen flewe Featherd by rage and hartned by presumption To take the field even at your Pallace gates And face you in your chamber Royall Arrogance Improu'd their ignorance for they supposing Misled by rumor that the day of battaile Should fall on Munday rather brav'd your forces Then doubted any onset yet this Morning When in the dawning I by your direction Stroue to get Dertford Strand bridge there I found Such a resistance as might shew what strength Could make here Arrowes hayld in showers vpon vs A full yard long at least but wee prevayld My Lord of Oxford with his fellow Peeres Invironing the hill fell feircely on them On the one side I on the other till great Sir Pardon the over-sight eager of doing Some memorable act I was engagd Almost a prisoner but was freede as soone As sensible of daunger now the fight Beganne in heate which quenched in the bloud of Two thousand Rebells and as many more Reserv'd to trie your mercy haue return'd A victory with safetie K: H Haue we lost An equall number with them Oxf: In the totall Scarcely foure hundred Awdley Flammock Ioseph The Ring-leaders of this Commotion Raled in ropes fit Ornaments for traytors Waite your determinations K: H Wee must pay Our thankes where they are onely due Oh Lords Here is no victorie nor shall our people Conceiue that wee can triumph in their falles
Alas poore soules Let such as are escapt Steale to the Countrey backe without pursuite There 's not a drop of bloud spilt but hath drawne As much of mine their swords could haue wrought wonders On their Kings part who faintly were vnsheath'd Against their Prince but wounded their owne breasts Lords wee are debtors to your care our payment Shall be both sure and fitting your Deserts Dawb: Sir will you please to see those Rebells heads Of this wilde Monster multitude K: H Deare friend My faithfull Dawbney no on them our Iustice Must frowne in terror I will not vouchsafe An eye of pittie to them let false Awdley Be drawne vpon an hurdle from the New-gate To Tower-hill in his owne coate of Armes Paynted on paper with the Armes reverst Defac'd and torne there let him loose his head The Lawyer and the Black-smith shall be hang'd Quartered their quarters into Cornwall sent Examples to the rest whom wee are pleasd To pardon and dismisse from further quest My Lord of Oxford see it done Oxf: I shall Sir K: H Vrswicke Vrsw: My Lorde K: H To Dinham our high treasurer Say wee commaund Commissions be new graunted For the Collection of our Subsidies Through all the West and that speedily Lords wee acknowledge our engagements due For your most constant services Dawb: Your Souldiers Haue manfully and faithfully acquitted Their severall duties K: H For it wee will throwe A Largesse free amongst them which shall harten And cheerish vp their Loyalties more yet Remaines of like imployment not a man Can be dismist till enemies abroad More dangerous then these at home haue felt The puissance of our Armes oh happie Kings Whose thrones are raised in their Subjects hearts Exeunt omnes Enter Huntley and Daliell Hunt: Now Sir a modest word with you sad Gentleman Is not this fine I trowe to see the gambolds To heare the Iiggs obserue the friskes b' enchanted With the rare discord of bells pipes and tabors Hotchpotch of Scotch and Irish twingle twangles Like to so many Queresters of Bedlam Trowling a catch the feasts the manly stomaches The healthes in Vsquabaugh and bonie clabbore The Ale in dishes never fetcht from China The hundred thousand knackes not to be spoken of And all this for King Oberon and Queene Mab Should put a soule in t 'ee looke 'ee good man How youthfull I am growne but by your leaue This new Queene Bride must henceforth be no more My Daughter no burladie t is vnfit And yet you see how I doe beare this change Methinkes couragiously then shake off care In such a time of jollitie Dal. Alas Sir How can you cast a mist vpon your griefes Which how so ere you shadow but present To any judging eye the perfect substance Of which mine are but counterfeits Hunt: Fo Daliell Thou interrupts the part I beare in Musicke To this rare bridall feast let vs be merry Whilst flattering calmes secure vs against stormes Tempests when they begin to roare put out The light of peace and cloud the Sunnes bright eye In darknesse of despayre yet wee are safe Dal: I wish you could as easily forget The Iustice of your sorrowes as my hopes Can yeelde to destinie Hunt: Pish then I see Thou doest not know the flexible condition Of my ap't nature I can laugh laugh heartily When the Gowt crampes my joynts let but the stone Stoppe in my bladder I am streite a singing The Quartane feaver shrinking every limme Setts me a capring straite doe but betray me And binde me a friend ever what I trust The loosing of a Daughter though I doted On every hayre that grew to trim her head Admitts not any paine like one of these Come th' art deceivd in me giue me a blow A sound blow on the face I le thanke thee for 't I loue my wrongs still th' art deceiv'd in me Dal: Deceiu'd Oh noble Huntley my few yeares Haue learnt experience of too ripe an age To forfeite fit credulitie forgiue My rudenesse I am bolde Hunt: Forgiue me first A madnesse of ambition by example Teach me humilitie for patience scornes Lectures which Schoolemen vse to reade to boyes Vncapable of injuries though olde I could grow tough in furie and disclaime Alleagence to my King could fall at odds With all my fellow Peeres that durst not stand Defendants 'gainst the rape done on mine honor But Kings are earthly gods there is no medling With their annoynted bodies for their actions They onely are accountable to Heaven Yet in the puzzle of my troubled braine One Antidote 's reserv'd against the poyson Of my distractions t is in thee t' apply it Dal: Name it oh name it quickly Sir Hunt: A pardon For my most foolish sleighting thy Deserts I haue culd out this time to beg it preethee Be gentle had I beene so thou hadst own'd A happie Bride but now a cast away And never childe of mine more Dal: Say not so Sir it is not fault in her Hunt: The world would prate How shee was handsome young I know shee was Tender and sweet in her obedience But lost now what a banckrupt am I made Of a full stocke of blessings must I hope a mercy from thy heart Dal: A loue a service A friendship to posteritie Hunt: Good Angells Reward thy charitie I haue no more But prayers left me now Dal: I le lend you mirth Sir If you will be in Consort Hunt: Thanke yee' truely I must yes yes I must here 's yet some ease A partner in affliction looke not angry Dal: Good noble Sir Hunt: Oh harke wee may be quiet The King and all the others come a meeting Of gawdie sights this dayes the last of Revells To morrow sounds of warre then new exchange Fiddles must turne to swords vnhappie marriage Flourish Enter King Iames Warbecke leading Katherine Crawford Countesse and Iane Huntley and Daliell fall among them K: Ia: Cosen of Yorke you and your Princely Bride Haue liberally enjoy'd such soft delights As a new married couple could fore-thinke Nor ha's our bountie shortned expectation But after all those pleasures of repose Or amorous safetie wee must rowse the ease Of dalliance with atchievements of more glorie Then sloath and sleepe can furnish yet for farewell Gladly wee entertaine a truce with time To grace the joynt endeavours of our servants Warb: My Royall Cosen in your Princely favour The extent of bountie hath beene so vnlimitted As onely an acknowledgement in words Would breede suspition in our state and qualitie When Wee shall in the fulnesse of our fate Whose Minister necessitie will perfite Sit on our owne throne then our armes laid open To gratitude in sacred memory Of these large benefits shall twyne them close Even to our thoughts and heart without distinction Then Iames and Richard being in effect One person shall vnite and rule one people Devisible in titles onely K: Ia: Seate yee' Are the presentors readie Crawf All are entring Hunt: Daintie sport toward Daliell sit
come sit Sit and be quiet here are Kingly buggs words Enter at one dore foure Scotch Antickes accordingly habited Enter at another foure wilde Irish in Trowses long hayred and accordingly habited Musicke The Maskers daunce K: Ia: To all a generall thankes Warb: In the next Roome Take your owne shapes againe you shall receiue Particular acknowledgement K: Ia: Enough Of merriments Crawford how far 's our Armie Vpon the March Craw: At Hedenhall great King Twelue thousand well prepard K: Ia: Crawford to night Post thither Wee in person with the Prince By foure a clocke to morrow after dinner Will be w' ee speede away Craw. I flie my Lord K: I Our businesse growes to head now where 's your Secretarie that he attends'ee not to serue Warb: With March-mont your Herald K: Ia: Good the Proclamations readie By that it will appeare how the English stand Affected to your title Huntley comfort Your Daughter in her Husbands absence fight With prayers at home for vs who for your honors Must toyle in fight abroad Hunt: Prayers are the weapons Which men so neere their graues as I doe vse I 've little else to doe K: Ia: To rest young beauties Wee must be early stirring quickly part A Kingdomes rescue craues both speede and art Cosens good night Flourish Warb: Rest to our Cosen King Kath: Your blessing Sir Hunt: Faire blessings on your Highnesse sure you neede 'em Exeunt omnes Manent Warb Katherine Warb: Iane set the lights downe and from vs returne To those in the next roome this little purse Say we 'ele deserue their loues Iane It shall be done Sir Warb: Now dearest ere sweet sleepe shall seale those eyes Loues pretious tapers giue me leaue to vse A parting Ceremonie for to morrowe It would be sacriledge to intrude vpon The temple of thy peace swift as the morning Must I breake from the downe of thy embraces To put on steele and trace the pathes which leade Through various hazards to a carefull throne Kath: My Lord I would faine goe w' ee there 's small fortune In staying here behinde Warb: The churlish browe Of warre faire dearest is a sight of horror For Ladies entertainment if thou hear'st A truth of my sad ending by the hand Of some vnnaturall subject thou withall Shalt heare how I dyed worthie of my right By falling like a KING and in the cloze Which my last breath shall sound thy name thou fayrest Shall sing a requiem to my soule vnwilling Onely of greater glorie 'cause devided From such a heaven on earth as life with thee But these are chimes for funeralls my businesse Attends on fortune of a sprightlier triumph for loue and Majestie are reconcil'd And vow to crowne thee Empresse of the West Kath: You haue a noble language Sir your right In mee is without question and however Events of time may shorten my deserts In others pittie yet it shall not stagger Or constancie or dutie in a wife You must be King of me and my poore heart Is all I can call mine Warb: But we will liue Liue beauteous vertue by the liuely test Of our owne bloud to let the Counterfeite Be knowne the worlds contempt Kath: Pray doe not vse That word it carries fate in 't the first suite I ever made I trust your loue will graunt Warb: Without deniall dearest Kath: That hereafter If you returne with safetie no adventure May sever vs in tasting any fortune I nere can stay behinde againe Warb: Y' are Ladie Of your desires and shall commaund your will Yet 't is too hard a promise Kath: What our Destinies Haue rul'd out in their Bookes wee must not search But kneele too Warb: Then to feare when hope is fruitlesse Were to be desperately miserable Which povertie our greatnesse dares not dreame of And much more scornes to stoope to some fewe minutes Remaine yet let 's be thriftie in our hopes Exeunt Enter King Henrie Hialas and Vrswicke K: H Your name is Pedro Hialas a Spaniard Hialas Sir a Castillian borne K: H King Ferdinand With wise Queene Isabell his royall consort Write 'ee a man of worthie trust and candor Princes are deare to heaven who meete with Subjects Sincere in their imployments such I finde Your commendation Sir let me deliver How joyfull I repute the amitie With your most fortunate Maister who almost Comes neere a miracle in his successe Against the Moores who had devour'd his Countrie Entire now to his Scepter Wee for our part Will imitate his providence in hope Of partage in the vse o' nt Wee repute The privacie of his advisement to vs By you entended an Ambassadour To Scotland for a peace betweene our Kingdomes A policie of loue which well becomes His wisedome and our care Hialas Your Majestie Doth vnderstand him rightly K: H Els your knowledge can instruct me wherein Sir To fall on Ceremonie would seeme vselesse Which shall not neede for I will be as studious Of your concealement in our Conference As any Counsell shall advise Hialas Then Sir My chiefe request is that on notice given At my dispatch in Scotland you will send Some learned man of power and experience To joyne in treatie with me K. H. I shall doe it Being that way well provided by a servant Which may attend 'ee ever Hialas If King Iames By any indirection should perceiue My comming neere your Court I doubt the issue Of my imployment K: H Be not your owne Herald I learne sometimes without a teacher Hialas Good dayes guard all your Princely thoughts K: H Vrswicke no further Then the next open Gallerie attend him A heartie loue goe with you Hialas Your vow'd Beadsman Ex Vrsw: and Hialas K: H King Ferdinand is not so much a Foxe But that a cunning Huntsman may in time Fall on the sent in honourable actions Safe imitation best deserues a prayse Enter Vrswicke What' the Castillians past away Vrsw: He is And vndiscovered the two hundred markes Your Majestie conveyde a' gentlie purst With a right modest gravitie K: H What wast A' mutterd in the earnest of his wisedome A' spoke not to be heard T was about Vrsw: Warbecke How if King Henry were but sure of Subjects Such a wilde runnagate might soone be cag'd No great adoe withstanding K: H Nay nay something About my sonne Prince Arthurs match Vrsw: Right right Sir A humd it out how that King Ferdinand Swore that the marriage 'twixt the Ladie Katherine His Daughter and the Prince of Wales your Sonne Should never be consummated as long As any Earle of Warwicke liv'd in England Except by newe Creation K: H I remember 'T was so indeede the King his Maister swore it Vrsw: Directly as he said K: H An Earle of Warwicke Provide a Messenger for Letters instantly To Bishop Fox Our newes from Scotland creepes It comes so slow wee must haue ayrie spirits Our time requires dispatch the Earle of Warwicke Let him be sonne to Clarence younger brother To
Katherine in her richest attyre Iane and attendants Oxf: Great Sir be pleas'd With your accustomed grace to entertaine The Princesse Katherine Gourdon K. H Oxford herein Wee must beshrew thy knowledge of our nature A Ladie of her birth and vertues could not Haue found Vs so vnfurnisht of good manners As not on notice given to haue mett her Halfe way in poynt of Loue Excuse fayre Cosen The oversight ô fye you may not kneele 'T is most vnfitting first vouchsafe this welcome A welcome to your owne for you shall finde Vs But guardian to your fortune and your honours Kath: My fortunes and mine honors are weake champions As both are now befriended Sir however Both bow before your clemencie K: H Our armes Shall circle them from malice 'A sweete Ladie Beautie incomparable Here liues Majestie At league with Loue Kath: O Sir I haue a husband K: H Wee 'le proue your father husband friend and servant Proue what you wish to graunt vs Lords be carefull A Pattent presently be drawne for issuing A thousand pounds from our Exchequer yearely During our Cosens life our Queene shall be Your chiefe companion our owne Court your Home Our Subjects all your servants Kath: But my husband K: H By all descriptions you are noble Daliell Whose generous truth hath fam'd a rare observance Wee thanke 'ee 't is a goodnesse giues addition To every title boasted from your Auncestrie In all most worthy Daliell Worthier then your prayses Right princely Sir I neede not glorie in K: H Embrace him Lords who ever calls you Mistresse Is lifted in our charge a goodlier beautie Mine eyes yet neere incountred Kath: Cruell misery Of fate what rests to hope for K: H Forward Lords To London fayre ere long I shall present 'ee Exeunt omnes With a glad object peace and Hunleys blessing Enter Constable and Officers Warbeck Vrswick and Lambert Simnell like a Falconer A payre of Stocks Const Make roome there keepe off I require 'ee and none come within twelue foote of his Majesties new Stockes vpon paine of displeasure Bring forward the Malefactors Friend you must to this geere no remedie open the hole and in with his legges just in the middle hole there that hole keepe off or I le commit you all Shall not a man in authoritie be obeyed So so there 't is as it should be put on the padlocke and giue me the key off I say keepe off Vrsw: Yet Warbecke cleere thy Conscience thou hast tasted King Henries mercie liberallie the Law Ha's forfeited thy life an equall Iurie Haue doom'd thee to the Gallowes twise most wickedly Most desperately hast thou escapt the Tower Inveighling to thy partie with thy witch-craft Young Edward Earle of Warwicke sonne to Clarence Whose head must pay the price of that attempt Poore Gentleman vnhappie in his fate And ruin'd by thy cunning so a Mungrell May plucke the true Stagge downe yet yet confesse Thy parentage for yet the King ha's mercy Lamb: You would be Dicke the fourth very likely Your pedigree is publisht you are knowne For Osbecks sonne of Turney a loose runnagate A Landloper your Father was a Iewe Turn'd Christian meerely to repayre his miseries Where 's now your Kingship Warb: Bayted to my death Intollerable crueltie I laugh at The Duke of Richmonds practise on my fortunes Possession of a Crowne ne're wanted Heraulds Lamb: You will not know who I am Vrs: Lambert Simnell Your predecessor in a daungerous vproare But on submission not alone receiu'd To grace but by the King vouchsaft his service Lamb: I would be Eare of Warwicke toyld and ruffled Against my Maister leapt to catch the Moone Vaunted my name Plantaginet as you doe An Earle forsooth When as in truth I was As you are a meere Rascall yet his Majestie A Prince compos'd of sweetnes Heaven protect him Forgaue mee all my villanies repriv'd The sentence of a shamefull end admitted My suretie of obedience to his service And I am now his Falkoner liue plenteously Eate from the Kings purse and enjoy the sweetnesse Of libertie and favour sleepe securely And is not this now better then to buffett The Hangmans clutches or to brave the Cordage Of a tough halter which will breake your necke So then the Gallant totters preethee Perkin Let my example leade thee be no longer A Counterfeite confesse and hope for pardon Warb: For pardon hold my heartstrings whiles contempt Of injuries in scorne may bid defiance To this base mans fowle language thou poore vermin How darst thou creepe so neere mee thou an Earle Why thou enjoyst as much of happinesse As all the swinge of sleight ambition flew at A dunghill was thy Cradle So a puddle By vertue of the Sun-beames breathes a vapour To infect the purer ayre which drops againe Into the muddie wombe that first exhal'd it Bread and a slavish ease with some assurance From the base Beadles whipp crownd all thy hopes But Sirra ran there in thy veynes one dropp Of such a royall bloud as flowes in mine Thou wouldst not change condition to be second In Englands State without the Crowne it selfe Course creatures are incapable of excellence But let the world as all to whom I am This day a spectacle to time deliver And by tradition fixe posteritie Without another Chronicle then truth How constantly my resolution suffer'd A martyrdome of Majestie Lamb: Hee s past Recovery a Bedlum cannot cure him Vrsw: Away enforme the King of his behaviour Lamb: Perkin beware the rope the Hangman 's comming Vrsw: If yet thou hast no pittie of thy bodie Pittie thy soule Exit Simnell Enter Katherine Iane Daliell and Oxford Iane Deare Ladie Oxf: Whither will 'ee Without respect of shame Kath: Forbeare me Sir And trouble not the current of my dutie Oh my Lov'd Lord Can any scorne be yours In which I haue no interest some kinde hand Lend me assistance that I may partake Th' infliction of this pennance my lifes deerest Forgiue me I haue stayd too long from tendring Attendance on reproach yet bid me welcome Warb: Great miracle of Constancie my miseries Were never banckrout of their confidence In worst afflictions till this now I feele them Report and thy Deserts thou best of creatures Might to eternitie haue stood a patterne For every Report wife without this conquest Thou hast out-done beliefe yet may their ruine In after marriages be never pittied To whom thy Storie shall appeare a fable Why wouldst thou proue so much vnkinde to greatnesse To glorifie thy vowes by such a servitude I cannot weepe but trust mee Deare my heart Is liberall of passion Harrie Richmond A womans faith hath robd thy fame of triumph Oxf: Sirra leaue off your jugling and tye vp The Devill that raunges in your tongue Vrs: Thus Witches Possest even their death 's deluded say They haue beene wolues and dogs and I sayld in Eggshells Over the Sea and rid on fierie Dragons Past in the ayre more then a thousand miles All in a
night the enemie of mankinde Is powerfull but falfe and falshood confident Oxf: Remember Ladie who you are come from That impudent Imposter Kath: You abuse vs For when the holy Church-man joynd our hands Our Vowes were reall then the Ceremonie Was not in apparition but in act Be what these people terme Thee I am certaine Thou art my husband no Divorce in Heaven Ha's beene sued out betweene vs 't is injustice For any earthly power to devide vs Or wee will liue or let vs dye together There is a cruell mercie Warb: Spight of tyrannie Wee raigne in our affections blessed Woman Reade in my destinie the wracke of honour Poynt out in my contempt of death to memorie Some miserable happinesse since herein Even when I fell I stood enthron'd a Monarch Of one chast wif 's troth pure and vncorrupted Fayre Angell of perfection immortalitie Shall rayse thy name vp to an adoration Court every rich opinion of true merit And Saint it in the Calender of vertue When I am turn'd into the selfe same dust Of which I was first form'd Oxf: The Lord Embassador Huntley your Father Madam should a' looke on Your strange subjection in a gaze so publicke Would blush on your behalfe and wish his Countrey Vnleft for entertainment to such sorrow Kath: Why art thou angrie Oxford I must be More peremptorie in my dutie Sir Impute it not vnto immodestie That I presume to presse you to a Legacie Before wee part for ever Warb: Let it be then My heart the rich remaines of all my fortunes Kath: Confirme it with a kisse pray Warb: Oh with that I wish to breathe my last vpon thy lippes Those equall twinnes of comelinesse I seale The testament of honourable Vowes Who ever be that man that shall vnkisse This sacred print next may he proue more thriftie In this worlds just applause not more desertfull Kath: By this sweet pledge of both our soules I sweare To dye a faithfull widdow to thy bed Not to be fore't or wonne ô never never Enter Surrey Dawbney Huntley and Crawford Dawb: Free the condemned person quickly free him What ha's a yet confest Vrsw: Nothing to purpose But still 'a will be King Surr: Prepare your journey To a new Kingdome then vnhappie Madam Wilfully foolish See my Lord Embassador Your Ladie Daughter will not leaue the Counterfeite In this disgrace of fate Hunt: I never poynted Thy marriage girle but yet being married Enjoy thy dutie to a husband freely The griefes are mine I glorie in thy constancie And must not say I wish that I had mist Some partage in these tryalls of a patience Kath: You will forgiue me noble Sir Hunt: Yes yes In every dutie of a wife and daughter I dare not disavow thee to your husband For such you are Sir I impart a farewell Of manly pittie what your life ha's past through The daungers of your end will make apparant And I can adde for comfort to your sufferance No Cordiall but the wonder of your frailtie Which keepes so firme a station Wee are parted Warb: Wee are a crowne of peace renew thy age Most honourable Huntley worthie Crawford Wee may embrace I never thought thee injurie Crawf: Nor was I ever guiltie of neglect Which might procure such thought I take my leaue Sir Warb: To you Lord Daliell what accept a sigh 'T is heartie and in earnest Daliell I want vtterance My silence is my farewell Kath: Oh oh Iane Sweet Madam What doe you meane my Lord your hand Dal: Deere Ladie Be pleasd that I may wayt 'ee to your lodging Exeunt Daliell Katherine Iane Enter Sheriffe and Officers Sketon Astley Heron and Mayor with halters about their neckes Oxf: Looke 'ee beholde your followers appointed To waite on 'ee in death Warb: Why Peeres of England Wee le leade 'em on couragiously I reade A triumph over tyrannie vpon Their severall foreheads Faint not in the moment Of Victorie our ende and Warwick's head Innocent Warwick's head for we are Prologue But to his tragedie conclude the wonder Of Henries feares and then the glorious race Of foureteene Kings PLANTAGINETTS determines In this last issue male Heaven be obeyd Impoverish time of its amazement friends And we will proue as trustie in our payments As prodigall to nature in our debtes Death pish 't is but a sound a name of ayre A minutes storme or not so much to tumble From bed to bed be massacred aliue By some Physitians for a moneth or two In hope of freedome from a Feavers torments Might stagger manhood here the paine is past Ere sensibly 't is felt Be men of spirit Spurne coward passion so illustrious mention Shall blaze our names and stile vs KINGS O'RE DEATH Daw: Away-Impostor beyond president Ex all Officers and Prisoners No Chronicle records his fellow Hunt: I haue Not thoughts left 't is sufficient in such cases Iust Lawes ought to proceede Enter King Henry Durham and Hialas K: H Wee are resolv'd Your businesse noble Lords shall finde successe Such as your King importunes Hunt: You are gracious K: H Perkin wee are inform'd is arm'd to dye In that wee le honour him Our Lords shall followe To see the execution and from hence Wee gather this fit vse that publicke States As our particular bodyes taste most good In health when purged of corrupted bloud Exeunt omnis FINIS Omnes Omnes Epilogue HEre ha's appear'd though in a severall fashion The Threats of Majestie the strength of passion Hopes of an Empire change of fortunes All What can to Theater's or Greatnesse fall Proving their weake foundations who will please Amongst such severall Sight 's to censure These No birth 's abortiue nor a bastard-brood Shame to a parentage or fosterhood May warrant by their loues all just excuses And often finde a welcome to the Muses FINIS