was entirely yours when we did part Is from that high and blest condition flown I blushing say 't is now no more my own The Duke of Bedford by the noblest force That e're subdu'd a heart into remorse Did with such joint success act his design That I took his and then resign'd him mine Prin. Kath. Dear Princes I shall now admire no more What you have mention'd of Loves art and power Nor that so high in that discourse you went Since you but spoke your own experiment Prin. An. If Madam you had present been to see The softness of those Charms which conquer'd me You 'd wonder more that long I held the field Then that at last I willingly did yield Prin. Kath. The English Archers may victorious grow Where Love begins the conquest with his bow Prin. An. After we had this sacred friendship made He told me though his brother would invade This Kingdom to regain what was his due Yet the chief conquest he design'd was you He told me too though England still affords Beauties resistless as the English Swords Yet none of them prevail'd though ne're so bright Like your victorious picture at first sight Then he implor'd that when to you I came I would prepare you to receive his flame A flame which all things else must needs out-do Since by him cherish'd and inspir'd by you This Madam was the cause why I have prest To find if e're your heart were prepossest Let France by you be freed from her distress This happy union will procure her peace Prin. Kath. If me he lov'd her blood he then would spare Loves gentle voice is never heard in War Prin. An. Yet like a King to you he does pretend Glory he makes his way and Love his end Prin. Kath. Where bloud does cry can I a Lover hear Prin. An. When glory pleads what then can stop your Ear Enter a Lady Lady Madam the Council is assembled now And e're it sits the Queen would speak with you Prin. Kath. I come too long by Love we have been stay'd I will consider all that you have said Prin. An. Madam be pleas'd to think upon it so That France to you may her redemption owe. Exeunt THE SECOND ACT. Enter the King Duke of Exeter Duke of Bedford Earl of Warwick and Tudor King MY Lord of Warwick you may give to all The French of note the rites of Funeral It is a debt which to the dead we pay Rewarding Courage ev'n in those we slay Warwick It shall be done King Brother it will be fit The Pris'ners you to stronger Guards commit They shall a Court within our Army see And in it nothing want but liberty Bed They shall be safe yet have some freedom too King Uncle the great request I make to you Is to preserve our wounded men with care 'T is by their courage we victorious are Exeter They shall be serv'd with all they can desire We must that valour serve which you admire Exeunt Exeter Bedford Warwick Tudor Though this great day th'expecting world may see Your Title both to France and Victory And though no Conquerour alive or dead With nobler wreaths did ever crown his head Yet pardon me if I presume to say I see a sadness mis-becomes this day This day in which your friends and foes confess Nothing can make you greater nothing less So fixt are Fortunes Wheels they cannot turn Then Sir permit only the French to mourn The loss of York and Suffolk though too great Should not out-weigh your Enemies defeat If Sir your Wars cost not some lives like these You would not Conquests make but miracles Who in his Princes service finds a Grave Rather our envy than our grief should have And fighting in your sight who for you dyes Is blest enough without such Obsequies If to their death such envy'd grief you give You 'l make us then repent that we do live Sir for the living's sake your grief decline And let your looks clear as your glories shine King So great a loss as is above relief Even on this day might justifie my grief He who of friendship knows the sacred ties Will value more his Friends than Victories But that just sorrow which thou wouldst remove Is not a tribute paid to Death but Love If Fame or Power only in me did sway I could not have been seen in Clouds to day 'T is Love's fierce Fire which does my heart devour Less to be quench'd than heats of Fame or Power Tudor She must do more than Woman e're could do Resisting such a King and Conqu'rour too You though her eyes should brightest beams emit May safe in shades under your Laurels sit King My Laurels might a safe refreshment prove To any other heat but that of Love Their sacred force 'gainst Thunder only lies Not against lightning shot from conqu'ring eyes Whose pow'r like that of lightning I have felt My breast they wound not yet my heart they melt Tudor May I not know who does my King subdue King Saying I love I need not tell thee who VVho of the Planets speaks of brightest beams Need not say after 't is the Sun he means Tudor The Sun by all is mention'd at one rate But Fancy alters beauties estimate Were it not Fancy which that value gave All Lovers then would but one Mistress have King Such adoration Fancy cannot raise As to this beauty sight and reason pays For he whose heart Love can to ashes turn Must feel her eyes alone have right to burn But that this ignorance thou may'st decline Know I adore the Princess Katherine Loves Rebels by her eyes are kept in awe She reigns in France spight of the Salique Law Tudor Will not Loves heat make Glories flame expire King No Tudor it will rather raise it higher For none should aim at this exalted state Who makes not glory first his Advocate This was the cause when Charls her father sent Embassadours my conquest to prevent And this bright beauty offer'd for my Bride But with her as her Dowry France deny'd I shun'd the match knowing her beauties were No price for Peace but the reward of War My vows and passion she might justly scorn Did I not Crown her Queen where she was born And raise her boundless beauties to supply What a rude Law does to her Sex deny Tudor Perhaps your flame had with more lustre shone Had you for it declin'd the Gallick Throne For love of her to quit in France your right Is more then 't is to conquer it in fight Nor can you hope her passions flame to raise When with her Countries blood you stain your Bays King Dear Tudor I perceive because thou art A Subject thou mistak'st a Monarchs heart Those who from Royal veins derive their blood Find only in a Throne what 's great and good Sure Nature in her would much rather see Her Son then Brother rule this Monarchy Tudor A Love like this was never known before The Father you 'l
depose the Child adore Your Love will be in proofs of hatred shown You on her Countries ruines build her Throne This strange design Sir does my wonder raise King A Love like mine moves not in common waies Such unexampl'd things I 'le strive to do That when I reach to what I now pursue When men name one who lov'd to a degree Ne're known before they 'l say he lov'd like me Prepare thy self to go within an hour To the French Court as my Embassadour And let them know if they resign up France Mine both by Conquest and Inheritance They shun such force as cannot be withstood They shew their justice and they spare their blood Success now asks but what I ask'd before Tudor He that at first ask'd all can ask no more Much is not in the proffer I shall make King Yes it is much to ask what I can take And to accept from them that Crown which I Have giv'n me from the hand of Victory Tudor in this they cannot but confess I make my mercy hinder my success Tudor It might be then convenient that I try'd T' obtain with France the Princess for your Bride Since you as well for her as France contend Without her you 'l not reach your noblest end King She justly Tudor might my passion hate If Love's high int'rest I should mix with state If I this great concern by Treaty move 'T will be below her Beauty and my Love That blessing must in nobler ways be sought Though Heav'n may be bestow'd 't is never bought But that which chiefly makes me send thee now Is that my Friend should let my Princess know My flames are such as Martyr'd Saints sustain The glory of them takes away the pain Exeunt Tudor Was ever such a Curse impos'd by Fate His favour wounds much deeper then his hate I must unworthy or else wretched prove Be false to Honour or else false to Love To which of both shall I precedence give I 'm kill'd by this by that unfit to live But stay why should not I even I alone Raise Love and Honour to a height unknown If for his sake my passion I forego In that great Act I pay him all I owe Who for his King against his Love does act Pays Debts much greater then he can contract Nor are these all th' advantages will flow From that great action I intend to do If I her right above my Love prefer In that by losing I shall merit her And to obtain not merit her will prove Less then to lose her and deserve her Love 'T is worthy of my flame and of her eyes To make love be to love a sacrifice Exeunt Enter Queen Duke of Burgundy the Constable Earl of Charaloys and Count de Chastel Queen The fatal cause why we assemble now We by the worst of sad experience know Heav'n does at once on this our Empire showre All the fierce marks of anger and of power The King my Lord whose head and heart and hand Should be imploy'd our ruine to withstand Under his old disease still worser grows Yields to his pain as France does to his Foes Yet is he not unhappy in that state Which makes him not to feel the wounds of Fate The Dauphin whose green years make him unfit In such a storm at Empires helm to sit Yet for that great and dang'rous place does press And missing it forsake us in distress As these two miseries assault us here So th' English late success fills all with fear Yet France surviving such destructive blows Ev'n in her ruine still her greatness shows By your wise help she hopes yet to be freed And on your breasts she leans her weary head Shall we again by Battel try our Fate Or with the English King Capitulate Const. Our shoulders but attend for heavier weight If in the Field we shun to try our Fate For doubtless Madam he less Vertue shows Who yields to than who falls by fortunes blows Rome though she lost four Fields to Hannibal Her valour rais'd ev'n in her Fortunes fall Her steady vertue did all storms suppress And made her Empress of the Universe I would not doubt but we at length should find A Roman Fate had we a Roman mind De Chast. Those who too hastily with Victors treat Make them too proud who were before too great Such condiscention would to fear dispose Your Subjects hearts and elevate your Foes Let not Posterity have cause to say That you lost France and lost her in one day Const. The chance of Arms are still alternative Fortune one day does take next day does give And all the English fame will be o'rethrown If we of twenty Fields can win but one All thoughts of Treaties Madam then despise Which but excuses fear whilst we seem wise Burg. Madam what the great Constable does say Becomes that place you rais'd him to this day He who the head of all your Armies is Safe Counsels should obey but not advise If to my judgment you will please to trust Chuse not what great appears but what is just Madam it is alone by Arms you reign O're Anjou Normandy and Aquitane Those three the noblest Provinces of France Are th' English King 's confest Inheritance What-ever of prescription Gown-men write Yet length of time changes not wrong to right Why should you not er'e things are desp'rate grown By giving what is his preserve your own Keeping those Countries will at last be found A Gangreen the corrupt will eat the sound Ear. of Char. Justice is more then but an empty word Therefore whilst that assists the English Sword Success will alwaies to their side resort And every Field will be an Agin-Court Burg. Can Councils prosp'rous be or Armies strong Both aiming to perpetuate a wrong If after this fair offer he pursue The War our Swords will act what his does now If he accepts it as no doubt he must You will be safe as soon as you are just Pursue the Acts of Justice those alone Have pow'r to save and to exalt a Throne Enter Blamount Blam Young Tudor is arriv'd and craves to be With speed admitted to your Majesty By those few words which have between us past I find his message does require some haste Queen Know you what 't is which does him hither bring Blam Some overtures of peace from th' English King Blamount whispers in the Queens Ear. Queen Yes I consent and give her notice I Expect she should receive him civilly Exit Blamount My Lords I find your judgments various are Two are for Treaty th' other two for War Such reasons you for both opinions give That I with reason either may receive But Tudor being come does surely bring Something important from the English King 'T is fit our resolutions we defer Till I his bus'ness in his message hear Exeunt Enter Princess Katherine and Blamount Blam Madam what I have said the Queen will own Prin. Kath. What That with Tudor I should speak
be the dictates only of my fear If you were gone I 'le to my self confess Such vertue and respect you did express That what I thought an Age had not the power To act in me you acted in one hour Now Sir you should retire and give a Maid The ease to blush alone for what she said King Madam I go but go so charm'd from hence Both by your eyes and vertues influence That 't is impossible for me to know To which I most of Adoration owe. But if the humblest duty highest fire Which man ere shew'd or love did e're inspire Can be oblations fitting to be paid You 'l ne're need blush for what you now have said Enter La Marr. La Marr. Sir Blamount stays for you This is your way Prin. Kath. She is your Guide take heed Sir of delay Exeunt La Marr King Who can or Love or Reasons Pow'r express One oft does more then th' other often less Reason makes me a Subjects passion flye Love o're a King gains such a Victory As makes him venture life and what is far More great his growing Glories of the War That he his passion only might relate And from my lips might hear his doubtful Fate Sure to return some love for love so great Is not to give a gift but pay a debt Exeunt Enter Dauphin and de Chastel Dauph Oh Friend if I had kill'd him in that fight My Glory I had rais'd to such a height That maugre all my Mothers arts and hate I had restor'd and I had rul'd the State All their successes had with him been dead For he 's his Armies Soul as well as head Why did my Stars so fair a hope afford Leaving O France thy Fortune to my Sword Yet not to kill or perish by my Foe But both my Life and Sword I to him owe De Chast. Your mind Sir is too great to feel despair For one ill chance in Duel or in War Dauph To be o'recome would be the greatest curse If to out-live that Fate were not a worse The first perhaps was Fortunes fault alone But Friend the last too clearly is my own De Chast. If of that stain your heart has such a sense Let 's wash it off in 's blood e're he go hence Dauph Should the first act of life which he did give Meanly the Giver of his life deprive Because blind Fortune guilty is to me Shall I to my own self more guilty be No my De Chastel though he be my Foe Yet he hath still most gen'rously been so And by no Acts of mine he ne're shall dye Unless by such as rais'd him up so high De Chast. Let me then single your revenge pursue Dauph Who to a Crime consents does act it too If it were fit the act it self I 'de do And what 's unfit shall not be done by you De Chast. I hope Sir then the Treaty I begun Will put you in so high a posture soon That the disgrace which but a few now sees Shall in the Eyes of crowds of Witnesses Be so wash'd off as shall your sorrow cure Dauph Thy hope 's uncertain my disgrace is sure But what of good is meant for me by Fate Thou ought'st to hasten or 't will come too late Exeunt Enter Warwick and Tudor Disguis'd Warw. Blamount desir'd us to expect him here Tudor The King did never shew us how to fear Else we should tremble now at Blamount's stay Warw. Would Love had led the King a safer way Kings in whose chances Nations fall or rise Hazard too much in private Gallantries The odds against them checks their luck and skill Tudor 'T is true but Loves great Gamesters reckon still Whilst boldly they the stake that 's fairest chuse What they may win and not what they may lose Enter Blamount Blam The King hath sent for you I 'le bring you straight Where he is safe out of the reach of Fate You must to horse I 'le tell you what has past Tudor You free us from a pain too great to last Exeunt Enter Princess Katherine and Princess Anne Prin. Kath. My fear did then my reason overthrow I could scarce think much less know what to do Prin. An. Why did you not by positive commands Restrain at least the King of England's hands Prin. Kath. Should I so much my Brothers safety prize As to procure it by mean remedies Ah! since 't was only Love brought Henry here Should I have made his Love his Murderer The Dauphin to the King injurious was Heaven would not let those wrongs unpunish'd pass Prin. An. His wrongs more then your own your anger move Prin. Kath. That 's what I owe my Vertue not his Love Prin. An. I doubt the Dauphin some rash thing will do Prin. Kath. La Marr was to attend our interview Who did corrupted by De Chastel bring The Dauphin to observe me with the King I from the terrour of their Fight did flye And met her who to salve her Treachery Having a full command of all the keys Dispos'd their passage forth by sev'ral ways Blamount with all the Friends that he could get I have engag'd to second his Retreat I hope my care in that will happy prove Prin. An. Where there is so much care there is some love Prin. Kath. I know not whether it be love or no But such great things he did both say and do That I dear friend insensibly am led To think that may be true which now you sed Who can when such a Victor will advance Resist that vertue which does conquer France Prin. An. The proof he lately gave you of his flame Madam is such as is above a name All trodden ways in Love he does despise As things below his passion and your Eyes Prin. Kath. Condemn not then my being in some pain Till I assurance of his safety gain Which blessing that I may the sooner know This proof of Friendship mine does beg of you That we dividedly our selves concern Which of us first the welcom news shall learn Prin. An. I 'le still obey what-ever you command And what I hear you straight shall understand Prin. Kath. May Heaven so guide the King that I may hear He is beyond the prospect of my fear Exeunt THE FOURTH ACT. The Curtain being drawn up The Duke of Burgundy the Constable Earl of Charaloys and the Bishop of Arras are seen sitting at one side of a Table attended by the French Officers of State on the other side are seated the Duke of Exeter Duke of Bedford the Arch-Bishop of Canterbury and the Earl of Warwick attended by the English Burg. SInce all my Lords is done by us and you Which is as previous to a Treaty due Delays in the affair should be abhor'd Those impious are when peace may be restor'd Therefore my Lords 't were fit you would express On what conditions you will grant a peace Exet. Those who our right and strength well understand Need not be told that we all
France demand Const. You would by meer demand a question make No Treaty gives all that success can take This high resolve does more become the Field 'T is nobler all to lose then all to yield Bedf. And you 'l confess it is more nobly done By Arms then Treaty to regain a Throne But yet my Brother thought a Treaty good That his French Subjects might preserve their blood Arch-Bish That King proves well the justice of his claim Who for his Subjects sakes is deaf to Fame E. of Char. Had we no Plea but what prescription gives That were enough whilst any French-man lives Warw. In pleading so my Lord your selves you wrong That can no Title be but to the strong For what can a protective aid afford Against the clearest Right and sharpest Sword Bish. of Ar. From what pretence soe're a claim you draw France knows no right above her Salique Law A Law which is both rational and old It never was by time or force controul'd Exet. You but imperfectly your story know Or speaking thus you hope that we do so That Law if made was past on Sala's banks And was not made for France but for the Francks A Germain people who in Camps were bred And therefore still renounc'd a Female head Bedf. A Law which only from arm'd Tumults rose And which Heaven's Law and Nature's does oppose My Lord of Canterbury 't is in you To speak how France we challenge as our due Arch-Bish Philip the Fourth as your own stories tell Had Lewis Philip Charles and Isabel Edward the Second did his Daughter wed His Sons did all to the French Crown succeed Who no Sons leaving Philip the Uncle's Son Did from the Father's Daughter take the Crown And kept it during injur'd Edward's life To whom 't was due in justice by his Wife That Edward dead Edward the Third his Son Did in his Mothers right demand his Crown Cressy and Poictiers to the World declare How Heav'n esteem'd his Sword in that just War Death Natures Conquerour did him subdue And his great Son the greater of the two Soon after Civil Wars our Isle destroy'd Our Swords against our selves were long imploy'd Whilst sick with Civil War Prides worst disease We bled in France and lost three Provinces But now when those Intestine Wars are done We come here to receive or take our own Bedf. You boast your Salique Law so just and old That it by time or force was ne're controul'd But tell I pray what part of it decreed That Martel should King Childerick succeed Or how it could if not by wrested shift Make Capet Successour to Lew'is the Fifth When Charles of Lorrain should have fill'd the place The first Heir-male left of your Royal Race Exet. 'T is true the States of France by their decree Did call King Capet to the Monarchie Who wisely then did Royal In'trest save Making them think that what they paid they gave For so to his just right he joyn'd their power By which he vanquish'd his Competitor Thus when by Arms the Salique Law was try'd Heaven judg'd the Title to the Female side For the chief right which Capet had to plead Was that he did King Lewis Sister wed Arch-Bish From this great Capet who that Law repeal'd All your succeeding Kings their Crowns have held By which my Lords we think we clearly show If then his claim was good ours now is so Warw. Or if you grant the States by their decree Can give to whom they will this Monarchie If you their pow'r so highly will advance We need but conquer to have right to France Burg. Since you my Lords so pry into our right How comes your Red-rose now to rule your White Blame not what France to that Duke Charles has done When a Lancastrian head does wear your Crown What by both sides may equally be sed That neither as his proper right can plead But if your Roses Heav'n should e're unite Then you may challenge France with better right None of the present Line we will admit The house of York can only plead for it Exet. All of that house allow my Nephew 's right And under him they for this Empire fight If Fate should them to Englands Throne advance They shall possess with it the Throne of France By them as Subjects he is serv'd and fear'd Burg. When they are Kings again they shall be heard My Lords that all this vain discourse may cease What say you if t' advance you to a peace We give your King the Princes Katherine And with her such vast Treasure we assign As may for ever all your Title buy To Anjou Aquitain and Normandy Bedf. How came such abject offers in your thought One ought not to be sold nor th' other bought Burg. Then know my Lords the War you must pursue The Sword must end what Treaty could not do He rises and the rest after him Exet. 'T is to the Sword we must have our recourse Where right 's deny'd 't is justice to use force Bedf. Pippin and Capet such sharp Swords did draw As twice repeal'd this Pagan-Salique-Law My Brother then may charge it as your crime If he presume to do it the third time His Sword you 'l quickly feel as sharp as theirs Since force must plead the right of Femal-heirs My Lords farewel we cannot here agree Salutes the English Lords But they 'l begin th' eusuing War at Sea Their Fleet 's prepar'd and by this morning Post Our Navy too does call me to the Coast. Exeunt Enter the Queen and Countess of La Marr. La Marr. So far this Treaty has already gone That the Burgundian did assure your Son The English Treaty never should succeed Which with the Dauphin's passion so agreed As he has offer'd him to share all France And to forget the Death of Orleance This Madam but too clearly let 's you see They mean to force you from the Regency Which the false Duke soon after will enjoy First he 'l divide and then your house destroy Queen This service my La Marr is far above All Presents I can make you but my Love I thought De Chastel had so fierce a mind As he to Love could never have inclin'd But in that thought I find I injure you This conquest only to your Eyes is due La Marr. Madam 't was only Love which could have prest This fatal secret from Chastel's breast Nor would I e're to him have faithless been But to save France and to preserve my Queen Queen Thy Queen half lost thy Friendship does restore And yet thy Friendship must oblige her more Enter Burgundy and Constable The Queen casts her eyes on Burgundy That haughty Burgundy shall shortly Mourn Kind Cousin you have made a quick return Burg. The Dukes of Bedford and of Exeter Joyn'd with their talking Bishop did appear So much averse to all that we could speak As we in Duty did the Treaty break Duty to you We offer'd all you sent But only France
do I then propos'd we all should flye to you As the securest way to scape his rage And so your Vertue by our trust engage Vertue so known as would her fears controul King Trust is the strongest Bond upon the Soul That sacred Tye has Vertue oft begot It binds where 't is and makes it where 't was not Charl. I said she might to break her Son's design Give you for Bride the Princess Katherine And urge th' Estates t' entail the Crown on you This to your right that to your love is due This done what could resist your Arms and mine As she consider'd how she should incline Clermount came in disguis'd in whose known care Her Wealth and Jewels lay who did declare Her Treasure was surpriz'd by some who said That they the Dauphin in that act obey'd Who would employ that wealth vilely procur'd So as that France should have her peace assur'd King The Dauphin in his rage or want has done What was below him as a Prince or Son Charl. Though she this wrong and loss did calmly bear Yet the high Dictates of Revenge and Fear Made her resolve immediately to do What I with reason first advis'd her to And now at Troy the Queen and Princess are To which the Dauphin will Transport the War A Garrison of mine secures that Town And since 't is mine you know it is your own King 'T is chiefly to your favour I must owe My being blest in Love and Conquest too Charl. 'T were fit Sir that you sent some Troops of Horse The Garrison of Troy to re-inforce King I 'le lead them Sir my self all that are mine In France aae but the Guards of Katherine My Duty else she might in question bring Charl. 'T is spoken like a Lover and a King Blamount I 'le send before that she may know What Honour to her you intend to do Exit Blamount When you to Troy are come it shall appear I will perform more then I promis'd here King You may augment my debt as you think fit But nothing can encrease my sense of it Unless your favour Sir I could incline To make my Brother's joys keep time with mine His Love to Princess Anne wants your consent Charl. She made me in their Loves her confident And in your Brother I shall think her blest King This Sir unites our bloods and interest Bedf. This grant great Prince my happiness secures King It makes my happiness as much as yours Now Tudor if our prosp'rous Stars design That we shall both see beauteous Katherine I will perform all that I promis'd thee And when thy story she has heard from me In which by all her truth I 'le do thee right We then our Supplications will unite That she our Judge will only him prefer Whom she believes is least unworthy her Without regarding in the cause we bring That thou my Subject art or I thy King Tudor In Vertue Sir so much you me out-shine That you all other Motives may decline King Brother 't is fit the Duke with you and I Should on the Princess wait immediately Tudor's Brigade the Princess Guard shall be And with the Army you must follow me Exeunt Enter Queen Princess Katherine Princess Anne Countess La Marr. Queen Our sins make us defenceless and we flye For our protection to our Enemy Thy Laws Oh Heav'n have I offended so That thou hast made my Son my greatest Foe Into the World I have the Monster brought And now no suff'rings can transcend that fault Prin. Kath. Madam you make whilst thus you bear his crime Our grief more just for you then yours for him La Marr. If he should hear you grieve in this excess The triumph of his malice would increase Prin. An. My Duty has th' assault of grief withstood For since his fury shed my Fathers blood That wasted time which you employ to grieve I to design'd revenge more justly give Let all your sorrow in such thoughts expire Queen Grief is the Fuel and Revenge the fire Prin. An. Think then on all the Crimes which he has done And let those thoughts cancel the name of Son Queen Since faln so low from what is great or good I hate his Crimes more then I love his blood Enter Blamount Blam Madam my Duty has provok'd my speed The King and Duke most strictly are agreed And both this night will wait upon you here Queen This happy news suppresses all my fear And makes me hope assisted by their Fate That I shall live to punish what I hate Blam Those Troops now on their March he does design As Guards t' attend the Princess Katherine And therefore would not send but leads them here That his respect and love may both appear Queen We were when to this Monarch we did trust Kind to our selves and to his Vertue just Blamount for his reception straight prepare All that can joy and our respect declare Daughter you must a while retire with me I have some Words which need your privacy Exeunt Enter Constable and Bishop of Arras Arras Our Ecclesiastick States are all agreed This day the Dauphin for his bloody deed Will summon'd be to answer what was done Const. I have the Peers to that conclusion won And those who represent the Commons too Will now not slowly yield to what we do I 'le lose my judgment if he dares appear Arras He loses his and life in coming here This murder has incens'd them to the heighth Const. All hate a Prince who violates his Faith The peoples temper does occasion give T' obey those orders we did now receive I find already that the most incline The King should marry Princess Katherine And on their Issue would the Crown entail Arras The Dauphin's crime will make that King prevail Const. Rather then bow beneath a Murd'rers pow'r Let 's to the Throne advance our Conquerour The Queen and Duke expect it at your hands Arras I never durst obey unjust commands Const. Do you then think that those commands are such Arras If you think so my Lord you wrong me much My judgement by a better guide was led When I our Annals and Records had read For then I doubted that since Charls the Fair Our Kings insensibly Usurpers were The Crown if truth did dictate what I read Belong'd to the Victorious Edward's head Which no prescription from his Line should take I 'le therefore to this change no scruple make But if the Dauphin were the rightful Heir You might of my obedience then despair For Reason's Maxim I must ever own No King can make a forfeit of his Crown Much less can I admit the States Decree Has power to give away this Monarchie Const. My justice shall now I am taught by you Perform what I resolv'd revenge should do My Lord let 's go where all our Friends are met And jointly pay to Heav'n this double debt Exeunt Enter King Princess Katherine Tudor King Madam I have injurious been to him As far