Brackenburie bowes for you to stand Whil'st I haue limmes or any foote of land Sho. Thus is her glory builded on the sand Iane Thanks good M. Lieutenant of the Towre Sirra prepare my horse why stay you here to Iockie Pray ye commend me to my noble friend The Duke of Clarence now your prisoner Bid him not doubt the kings displeasures past I hope to gaine him fauour and release Br. God grant ye may hée s a noble Gentleman D. Sh. My patrone Gloster will crosse it if he can Enter a Messenger Nuntio Where 's mistris Shoare Ladie I come in post The King hath had a verie dangerous fit Since you came from him twice his maiestie Hath swounded and with much a doe reuiu'de And still as breath will giue him leaue to speake He cals for you the Quéene and all the Lords Haue sent to séeke ye hast vnto his Grace Or else I feare you 'le neuer see his face Ia. O God desend good friends pray for the king More bitter are the newes which he doth bring Then those were swéet I brought to you but late If Edward die confounded is my state I le hast vnto him and will spend my bloud To saue his life or do him any good Exeunt she and the Messenger Sh. And so would I for thée hadst thou béen true But if I die hid all thy pompe adieu Bra. Bra beleeue but I do not like these newes Of the Kings dangerous sicknesse Keeper No nor I Captaine and maister Fludde and all the rest I do reioice your pardon was obtainde Before these newes these inauspicious newes If the king die the state will soone be changde M. Lieutenant you 'l goe to the Tower I le take my leane gallants God buoye all Exeunt Vaux and his traine St. God buoy M. Vaux I was ye ha lost good guests Bra. You shall be my guest for a night or two Cosin till your owne lodging be preparde But tell me sir what meanes hath M. Fludde Stran. I cannot tell I le aske him if ye will Bra. Do so and if his fortunes be debasde I le entertaine him if hee le dwell with me On good condition Stran. M. Mathew Fludde He are ye my Cosin Brackenburies mind He hath conceiude such liking of your parts That if your meanes surmount not his suppose Hée le entertaine ye gladly at the Tower To waite on him and put ye in great trust Sho. In what I undertake I will be iust And hold me happie if my diligence May please so worthie a Gentleman as he What ere my fortunes haue béene they are now Such as to seruice make their maister bow Bra. No Fludde more like a friend fellow mate I meane to vse thee then a seruitor And place thee in some credit in the Tower And giue thée meanes to liue in some good sort Sh. I thanke ye sir God grant I may deserue it Bra. Cosin and all your crue come home with me Where after sorrow we may merrie be Sho. The Tower will be a place of secret rest Where I may heare good newes bad and vse the best God blesse the king a worse may wear the crown And then Iane Shoare thy credit will come down For though I le neuer bed nor bord with thee Yet thy destruction with I not to see Because I lou'de thee when thou wast my wife Not for now sauing my disdained life Which lasts too long God graut vs both to mend Well I must in my seruice to attend Exit The Lord Louell and Doctor Shaw meet on the stage Sha. Well met my good Lord Louell Lo. Whither away so fast goes Doctor Shaw Sha. Why to the Tower to shriue the Duke of Clarence Who as I heare is falne so grieuous sicke As it is thought be can by no meanes scape Lo. He neither can nor shall I warrant thee Sh. I hope my Lord he is not dead alreadie Lo. But I hope sir he is I am sure I saw him dead Of a Flies death drownd in a butte of Malmesey Sha. Dround in a butte of Malmesey that is strange Doubtlesse he neuer would misdoe himselfe Lo. No that thou knowest right well he had some helpers Thy hand was in it with the Duke of Glosters As smothly as thou séekst to couer it Sha. Oh fowle words my Lord no more of that The world knowes nothing then what should I feare Doth not your honour séeke promotion Oh giue the Doctor then a little leaue So that he gaine preferment with a King Cares not who goes to wracke whose heart doth wring Lo. A King what King Sh. Wy Richard man who else good Lord I see Wise men sometimes haue weake capacitie Lo. Why is not Edward liuing and if he were not Hath be not children what shall become of them Sh. Why man lining for beds a knife or so What make a boy a King and a man by Richard a man for vs fie that were a shame Nay then I sée if Edward were deceast Which way the game would go Sha. What else my Lord That way the current of our fortune runnes By noble Richard gallant royall Richard He is the man must onely doe vs good So I haue honour let me swimme through bloud My Lord be but at Pauls crosse on Sunday next I hope I haue it here shall soundly proue King Edwards children not legitimate Nay and that for Edward ruling now And George the Duke of Clarence so late dead Their mother hapt to tread the shoe awry Why what is Richard then Sha. Tut lawfull man he saies it so himselfe And what he saies I le be so hold to sweare Though in my soule I know it otherwise Beware promotion while you liue my Lord Enter Catesbie Ca. A staffe a staffe a thousand crownes for a staffe Lo. What staffe sir William Catesbie Ca. Why man a white staffe for my lord Protector Lo. Why is King Edward dead Ca. Dead Louel dead and Richard our good Lord Is made Protector of the sweete young Prince Oh for a staffe where might I haue a staffe That I might first present it to his hand Sh. Now do I smell two Bishopricks at least My sermon shall be pepperd sound for this Enter mistris Shoare weeping Iockie following Ca. Why how now mistris Shoare what put finger in the ese Nay then I see you haue some cause to crie Lo. I blame her not her chiefest stay is gene The onely staffe she had to leane vpon I see by her these tidings are too true Ia. I my Lord Louell they are too true indeed Royall King Edward now hath breath'd his last The Quéene turnd out and euerie friend put by None now admitted but whom Richard please Lo. Why doubtlesse Richard wil be kind to you Iane Ah my Lord Louell God blesse me from his kindnes No sooner was the white staffe in his hand But finding me and the right wofull Queene Sadly bemoning such a mightie losse Here is no place quoth he you must
flesh and bloud that gripes the same And by the honour I did winne of late Against those frostie bearded Citizens It shall be tride before we do depart Whether accuseth other wrongfully Or which of vs two is the better man Fal. I shall but quit the Hangman of a labour Yet rather then to be vpbraided thus The Eagle once will stoope to féede on carrion They fight Enter Chub. Ch. Hold if ye be men if not hold as ye are rebels strong théeues I bring you newes of a proclamation the King hath promised that whosoeuer can bring the head of Falconbridge or Spicing shal haue for his labour a thousand crownes what meane you then to swagger saue your selues Spi. This proclamation comes in happie time I le banquish Falconbridge and with this sword Cut off his head and beare it to the King So not alone shall I be pardoned But haue the thousand crownes is promised Fal. This rascall was ordainde to saue my life For now when I haue ouerthrowne the wretch Euen with his head I le yéeld me to the King His princely word is past to pardon mee And though I were the chiefe in this rebellion Yet this will be a meanes to make my peace Ch. Oh that I knew how to betray them both Fal. How saist thou Spi wilt thou yéeld thy selfe For I haue vowde eyther aliue or dead To bring thee to King Edward Spi. And I haue vowde the like by thee How will these two bad contraries agree Chub. And I the same by both of you Fal. Come sir I le quickly câ—d you of that care Spi. And what thou lottest me shall be thy share Chub. Here comes a miller helpe to part the fray These are the rebels Falconbridge and Spicing The worst of them is worth a thousand crownes Mill. Marrie and such a bootie should I haue Submit submit it is in vaine to striue Exit Fal. Spi. Why what art thou Mill. One that will hamper yon But what 's the other that is fled away Chub. Oh miller that was Falconbridge And this is Spicing his companion Spi. I tell thée miller thou hast béene the meanes To hinder the most charitable déed What euer honest Christian vndertooke Chub. Thou canst beare nie witnesse I had fane That most notorious rebell but for him M. But I haue taken thée and the world knowes That Spicing is as bad as who is best Spi. Why thou mistakst I am a true subject Chub. Miller hée lies be sure to hold him fast Spi. Dost thou accuse me apprehend him too For hee s as guiltie as any of vs Mill. Come you shall both togither answere it Before my Lord Maior and here he comes Enter Lord Maior Iosseline and other attendants Ma. Sir Ralph Iosseline haue you euer séen a Prince more affable then Edward is what merry talke he had vpon the way Ios. Doubtlesse my Lord hee le prooue a royal King But how now what are these Mill. God saue your honour Here I present vnto you my Lord Maior A paire of rebels whom I did espie As I was busie grinding at my mill And taking them for vagrant idle knaues That had beset some trueman from his house I came to kéepe the peace but afterward Found that it was the bastard Falconbridge And this his mate together by the eares The one for all that I could doo escapte The other standeth at your mercie here Ma. It is the rebell Spicing Spi. It is indeed I see you are not blind you know mee then Ma. Wel miller thou hast done a subiects part And worthily deserust that recompence Is publikely proclaimed by the King But what 's this other I haue séene his face And as I take it he is one of them Mill. I must confesse I tooke them both togither Hee ayded me to apprehend the rest Chub. A telles you true my Lord I am Chub the Chaundler and I curse the time that euer I saw their faces for if they had not been I had liude an honest man in mine own countrie and neuer come to this Spi. Out rogue dost thou recant for feare of death I Maior I am he that sought to cut your throate And since I haue miscaried in the fact I le néere denie it do the worst you can Ma. Bring him a way he shall haue martiall law and at the next tree we do come vnto Be hangde to rid the world of such a wretch Miller thy dutie is a thousand markes Which must be sharde betwixt thée and this poore fellow that did reueale him And sirra your life is saude on this condition that you hang vp Spicing how saist thou wilt thou do it Chub. Will I doe it what a question is that I would hang him if he were my father to saue mine own life Ma. Then when yée haue done it come home to my house and there ye truly shall haue your reward Spi. Well sirra then thou must be my hangman Chub. I by my troth sir for fault of a better Spi. Well commend me to little Pim and pray her to redeeme my pande hose they lie at the blew Bore for eleuen pence and if my hostesse wil haue the other odde penie tell her she is a damned bawde and there is no truth in her score Chub. Take no thought sir for your pande hose they are lowsie and not worth the redéeming Spi. There is a Constable stickes in my minde he got my sword from me that night I should haue killed blacke Ralph if I had liude I would haue béene meete with him Chub. I sir but here 's a thing shall take an order for that Spi. Cemmend me to blacke Luce bouncing Besse lustie Kate and the other pretie morsels of mans flesh Farewell Pinke and Pinnesse Flibote and Caruell Turnbull and Spittle I die like a man Chub. Oh Captaine Spicing thy vaine inticing brought me from my trade From good candles making to this paines taking a rebell to be made Therefore Ned Spicing to quit thy enticing this must be thy hope By one of thy fellowes to be led to the Gallowes to end in a rope Exeunt Enter Hobs the Tanner of Tamworth Hobs. Dudgeon dost thou he are looke well to Brocke my mare driue Dunne and her faire and softly downe the hill and take héede the thornes teare not the hornes of my Cow hides as thou goest neere the hedges ha what saist thou knaue is the Bulles hide downe why lay it vp again what rare I He meete thee at the stile and helpe to set all straight And yet God helpe it s a crooked world and an vnthriftie for some that haue nere a shooe had rather go barefoote then buy clout-leather to mend the old when they can buy no new for they haue time inough to mend all they sit so long betweene the cup and the wall well God amend them God amende them Let me see by my executor heere my leather pouch what I haue taken what I haue spent what I haue
receiue him with like maiestie Enter certaine Noblemen and Souldiours with a Drum they march about the stage then enter king Lewis and his traine and meete with King Edward the Kings embrace K. Lewis My princely brother we are grieued much To thinke you haue béen at so great a charge And toyld your royall selfe so farre from home Vpon the vnconstant promise of those men That both dissemble with your Grace and me K. Ed. Brother of France you might condemne vs rightly Not only of great wrong and toyle sustaind But of excéeding folly if incited We had presumde to enter these Dominions Vpon no other reason then the word And weake assistance of the Earle S. Paul Or Burgundies perswasion t is our right That wings the bodie of composed warre And though we listned to their flatteries Yet so we shapte the course of our affayres As of our selfe we might be able found Without the trusting to a broken staffe Lew. I know your maiestie had more discretion But this is not the occasion of our méeting If you be pleasde to entertaine a peace My kingly brother in the sight of these And of the al-discouering eye of heauen Let vs embrace for as my life I sweare I tender England and your happines K. Ed. The like do I by you and warlike France But princely brother ere this knot be knit There are some few conditions to be signde That done I am as readie as your selfe K. Lew. Faire brother let vs heare them what they be K. Ed. Herald repeate the articles Her First it is couenanted that Lewis King of France according to the custome of his predecessors shall doe homage to King Edward King of England as his Soueraigne and true heire to all the Dominions of France Burb. How as his Soueraigne that were to depose And quite bereaue him of his Diademe Will kingly Lewis stoope to such vassallage K. Ed. Burbon and if he will not let him chuse K. Lew. Brother haue patience Burbon seale your lips And interrupt not these high consequents Forward Herald what is else demaunded Her Secondly it is couenanted that Lewis King of France shall pay vnto Edward King of England immediatly vpon the agréement betwixt their Maiesties seauentie fiue thousand crownes of the sunne toward the charge King Edward hath béen at since his arriuall in these parts of France Burb. Mort dieu hée le neither leaue him Crown nor coyne K. Lew. Burbon I say be silent Herald reade on Her Thirdly and lastly it is couenanted that ouer and beside those seauentie fiue thousand crownes of the sunne now presently to be paied Lewis King of France shal yéerely hereafter during the life of Edward King of England pay fiftie thousand crownes more without fraude or guile to bee tendred at his Maiesties Castle commonly called the Tower of London Burb. Nay bind him that he bring his Lordship a couple of Capons too euery yéere beside Here is a peace indéed farre worse then warre K. Ed. Brother of France are you resolude to doe According as you heare the couenants drawne K. Lew. Brother of England mount your royall throne For subiects weale and glorie of my God And to deale iustly with the world beside Knowing your title to be lineall From the great Edward of that name the third Your predecessor thus I doe resigne Giuing my Crowne and Scepter to your hand As an obedient Liegeman to your Grace K Ed. The same doe I deliuer backe againe With as large interest as you had before Now for the other couenants K. Lew. Those my Lord Shall likewise be performde with expedition And euer after as you haue prescribde The yéerely pension shall be truly paid Her Sweare on this booke King Lewis so helpe you God You meane no otherwise then you haue said K. Lew. So helpe me God as I dissemble not K. Ed. And so helpe he me as I entend to kéepe Vnfained league and truce with noble France And kingly brother now to consummate This happie day feast in our royall tent English and French are one so it is meant Exeunt Enter at one dore Burgundie chafing with him Sellinger disguised like a souldiour at another the Constable of France with him Howard in the like disguise Bur. A peace concluded saiest thou i st not so Sel. My Lord I doe assure you it is so Con. And thou affirmst the like say dost thou not How I doe my Lord and that for certaintie Bur. I haue found it now the villaine Constable Hath secretly with Edward thus compact To ioyne our King and him in amitie And thereby doubtlesse got into his hands Such lands and Dukedomes as I aymed at And leaues me disappointed in my hope A plague vpon such craftie cosening aside Now shall I be a marke for them to aime at And that bile slaue to triumph in my toyle Con. T is so for it can be no otherwise Burgundie hath béen priuie to this plot Conspires with Lewis and the English King To saue his owne stake and assure himselfe Of all those Seigneuries I hoped for And thereupon this close peace is contriude Now must the Constable be as a butte For all their bullets to be leueld at Hell and hot vengeance light on Burgundie For this his subtile secret villanie Bur. Well fellow for thy paines take that Leaue me alone for I am much displeasde to Sel. Con. And get thée gone my friend there 's for thy paines to Howard So leaue me to my selfe Sel. Fare ye well Sir I hope I haue pepperd ye How And so I thinke haue I my Constable Exeunt Sellin and How Bur. Now Constable this peace this peace What thinke ye of it man Con. Nay rather what thinks Burgundie Bur. I thinke he that did contriue the same Was little lesse then a dissembling villaine Con. Dog bite thy selfe come on come on Haue not you plaid Iohn for the King To saue your selfe Sir Bur. I art thou good at that Adiew Sir I may chance to hit you pat Exit Con. You may Sir I perhaps may be before ye And for this cunning through the nose to bore ye Exeunt Enter King Edward King Lewis Howard Sellinger and their traine K. Ed. So Sellinger we then perceiue by thée The Duke is passing angrie at our league Sel. I my dread Lord beyond comparison Like a mad dog snatching at euerie one That passeth by shall I but shew you how And act the manner of his tragicke furie K. No stay a while me thought I heard thée say They meant to gréet vs by their messengers Sel. They did my Lord King What and the Constable too How My Soueraigne yes King But how tooke he the newes How Faith euen as discontented as might be But being a more déepe melancholiste And sullenner of temper then the Duke He chawes his malice fumes frothes at mouth Vttering but little more then what we gather By his disturbed lookes and riueld front Sauing that now and then his boyling passion
die Sho. Nothing for I am mortall and must die When my time comes but that I thinkes not yet Although God knowes ech houre I wish it were So full of dolor is my wearie life Now say I this that I do know the man Which doth abette that traiterous libeller Who did compose spread that slanderous rime Which scandals you and doth abuse the time Glo. What libeller another Collingborne That wrote The Cat the Rat and Louell our Dog Do rule all England vnder a Hog Canst thou repeat it Floud Sho. I thinke I can if you commaund me so Glo. We do commaund thee Sho. In this sort it goes The crooke bakt Boare the way hath found To roote our Roses from our ground Both flower and bud will he confound Till King of beasts the swine be crownde And then the Dog the Cat and Rat Shall in his trough feed and be fat Finis quoth M. Fogge chiefe secretarie and counsellor to M. Rufford Glo. How saist thou Floud doth Rufford foster this Sho. He is a traitor if he do my Lord Ruf. I foster it dread Lord I aske no grace If I be guiltie of this libelling Vouchsafe me iustice as you are my Prince Against this traitor that accuseth me Sh. What iustice crau'st thou I will combat thée In signe whereof I do vnbutton me And in my shirt my chalenge will maintaine Thou cal'st me traitor I will proue thee one Open thy bosome like me if thou darest Ruff. I will not be so rude before his grace Sh. Thou wilt not ope the packe of thy disgrace Because thy doublets stuft with traiterous libels Glo. Catesbie teare off the buttons from his breast What findst thou there Cat. Your highnes hand and seale For transportation of Hides Corne and Lead Glo. Traitor did I signe that commission Ruf. O pardon me most royall King Glo. Pardon to counterfeit my hand and seale Haue I bestowed such loue such countenance Such trust on thee and such authoritie To haue my hand and signet counterfet To carrie Corne the food of all the land And Lead which after might annoy the land And Hides whose leather must relieue the land To strangers enemies vnto the land Didst thou so néerely counterfeit my hand Ruf. Not I my liege but Fogge the Atturney Glo. Away with him Louell and Catesbie go Commaund the Sheriffes of London presently To see him drawne and hangd and quartered Let them not drinke before they see him dead Hast you againe Louell and Catesbie lead out Rufford Ruff. Well Floud thou art my death I might haue liude t' haue séene thee lose thy head Sho. Thou hast but iustice for thy crueltie Against the guiltlesse soules in miserie I aske no fauvour if I merit death Glo. Crau'st thou no fauour then I tell thee Floud Thou art a traitor breaking our edict By succouring that traitrous quean Shoares wife And thou shalt die Sho. If I haue broke the law Glo. If traitor didst thou not giue her thy purse And doest thou not maintaine the deed Enter Louell and Catesbie againe Sho. I do if it be death to the relenting heart Of a kind husband wronged by a King To pittie his poore weake seduced wife Whom all the world must suffer by commaund To pine and perish for the want of food If it be treason for her husband then In the deare bowels of his former loue To burie his owne wrong and her misdéed And giue her meat whom he was wont to féede Then Shoare must die for Floud is not my name Though once I tooke it to conceale my shame Pittie permits not iniured Shoare passe by And see his once loude wife with famine die Glo. Louell Catesbie this is Shoare indéed Shoare We confesse that thou hast priuiledge And art excepted in our Proclamation Because thou art her husband whom it concerns And thou maist lawfully relieue thy wife Upon condition thou forgiue her fault Take her againe and vse her as before Hazard new hornes how saist thou wilt thou Shoare Sho. If any but your Grace should so vpbraid Such rude reproch should roughly be repaid Suppose for treason that she lay condemnde Might I not séede her till her houre of death And yet my selfe no traitor for it Glo. Thou mightste Sh. And why not now O pardon me dread lord When she hath had both punishment and shame Sufficient since a King did cause her blame May I not giue her food to saue her life Yet neuer take and vse her as my wife Glo. Except thou take her home againe to thée Thou art a stranger and it shall not be For if thou do expect what doth belong Sho. I neuer can forget so great a wrong Glo. Then neuer féede her whom thou canst not loue Sho. My charitie doth that compassion moue Gl. Moue vs no more Louell let Aire be hangde Just in the place where he relieud Shoares wife Shoare hath his pardon for this first offence The name of husband pleads his innocence Away with them Catesbie come you with vs Exeunt Iockie is led to whipping ouer the stage speaking some words but of no importance Then is young Aire brought foorth to execution with the Sheriffe and Officers Mistris Shoare weeping and M. Shoare standing by Aire Good mistris Shoare grieve me not with your teares But let me go in quiet to mine end Iane Alas poore soule Was neuer innocent thus put to death Air. The mores my ioy that I am innocent My death is the lesse grieuous I am so Ia. Ah M. Aire the time hath béene ere now When I haue kneeld to Edward on my knees And begd for him that now doth make me beg I haue giuen him when he hath begd of me Though he forbids to giue me when I beg I haue ere now relieued him and his Though he and his denie reliefe to me Had I béene enuious then as Richard now I had not staru'd nor Edwards sons bin murdred Nor Richard liu'de to put you now to death Aire The more Iane is thy vertue and his sinne Sher. Come sir dispatch Aire Dispatch say you dispatch you may it call He cannot stay when death dispatcheth all Ia. Lord is my sinne so horrible and grieuous That I should now become a murderer I haue sau'de the life of many a man condemnd But neuer was the death of man before That any man thus for my sake should die Afflicts me more then all my miserie Aire Iane be content I am as much indebted vnto thee As vnto nature I owed thee a life When it was forfeit vnto death by law Thou begott it of the king and gau'st it me This house of flesh wherein this soule doth dwel Is thine and thou art Landladie of it And this poore life a Tenant but at pleasure It neuer came to pay the rent till now But hath runne in arerage all this while And now for verie shame comes to discharge it When death distraines for what is but thy due I had not ought thée
THE FIRST AND SECOND partes of King Edward the fourth Contayning his merrie pastime with the Tanner of Tamwoorth as also his loue to fayre Mistresse Shoare her great promotion fall and miserie and lastly the lamentable death of both her and her husband Enter King Edward the Dutches of Yorke the Queene the Lord Howard and sir Thomas Sellinger Dutchesse SOnne I tell ye you haue done you know not what King I haue married a woman else I am deceiued mother Dutch Married a woman married indéed Here is a marriage that befits a King It is no matudile it was done in haste Here is a Bridall and with hell to boote You haue made worke King Faith mother some we haue indéed but ere long you shall see vs make worke for an heire apparant I doubt not nay nay come-come Gods will what chiding stille Dutch O God that ere I livde to see this day King By my faith mother I hope you shal see the night too and in the morning I wil be bold to â—ld you to the Christning Grandmother and Godmother to a Prince of Wales tut mother t is a stirring world Dutch Haue you sent Warwicke into France for this King No by my faith mother I sent Warwicke into France for an other but this by chance being néerer hand and comming in the way I cannot tell how we concluded and now as you see are going about to get a young King Dutch But tell me sonne how will you answere this I st possible your rash vnlawfull act Should not bréed mortail hate betwixt the Realmes What may the French King thinke when he shall heare That whilst you send to entreat about his daughter Basely to take a subiect of your owne What may the Princesse Bona think of this Our noble Cosin Warwicke that great Lord That Center-shaking thunderclap of warre That like a Colum propt the house of Yorke And boare our white Rose brauely in his top When he shall heare his embassage abusor In this but made an instrument by you I know his soule will blush within his bosome And shame will sit in Scarlet on his Brew To haue his honor toucht with this foule blemish Sonne sonne I tell you that is done by you Which yet the child that is vnborne shall rue King Tush mother you are deceiude all true subiectes shall haue cause to thanke God to haue their King borne of a true English woman I tell you it was neuer well since wee imatched with strangers so our children haue béene still like Chickens of the halfe kind but where the rocke and the hen be both of one breede there is like to be birdes of the game heare you mother heare you had I gone to it by fortune I had made your sonnes George and Dicke to haue stoode gaping after the crowne this wench mother is a widow and hath made proofe of her valour and for any thing I know I am as like to do the deed as John Gray her husband was I had rather the people praied to blesse mine heire then selide me an heire hold your peace if you can see there was neuer mother had a to warder sonne why Cosin Howard and Tom Sellinger heard you euer such a coyle about a wife How My soueraigne Lord with patience beare her splaine Your princely mothers zeale is like a riuer That from the free aboundance of the waters Breakes out into this inundation From her aboundant care this rage proceeds O'er swolne with the extremitie of loue Sel. My Lord my Lord auoid a womans humor If you resist this tumor of her will Here you shall haue her dwell vpon this passion Untill she lade and dull our eares againe Séeme you but sorie for what you haue done And straight shée le put the finger in the eye With comfort now since it cannot be helpt But make you shew to iustifie the act If euer other language in her lips Then out vpon it it is abhominable I dare be hangde Say any thing it makes no matter what Then thus be wearied with a womans chat Dutch I I you are the spaniels of the Court And thus you fawn and sooth your wanton king But Edward hadst thou prizde thy maiestie Thou neuer wouldst haue staind thy princely state with the base leauings of a subiects bed Nor borne the blemish of her Bigamie A widow i st not a goodly thing Grayes children come aske blessing of the King Qu. Nay I beséech your Grace my Lady York Euen as you are a Princesse and a widow Thinke not so meanely of my widowhood A spotlesse virgin came I first to Gray With him I liude a true and faithfull wife And since his hie emperiall maiestie Hath pleasde to blesse my poore deiected state With the high Soueraigne title of his Quéene I here protest before the host of heauen I came as chaste a widow to his bed As when a virgin I to Gray was wed King Come come haue done now haue you chid enough Gods fote we were as merie ere she came as any people in Chrstendome I with the mistris and these with the maides onely wee haue no fidlers at our feast but mother you haue made a fit of mirth welcome to Grafton mother by my troth you are euen iust come as I wished you here let vs go to supper and in Charitie giue vs your blessing ere we go to Bedde Dutc. O Edward Edward flie and leaue this place Wherein poore Gllie King thou art inchanted This is her dam of Bedfords worke her mother That hath bewitcht thée Edward my poore childe Dishonour not the Princes of thy land To make the them kneele with reuerence at her féete That ere thou dost empale with soueraintie They would haue scorned to haue looked vpon There 's no such difference twixt the greatest Péere And the poore silliest kitching maide that liues Aais bet wirt thy worthines and hers Quee. I do confesse it yet my Ladie Yorke My mother is a duchesse as you are A Princesse borne the Duke of Bedfords wife And as you know a daughter and a sister Unto the royall bloud of Burgundie But you cannot so basely thinke on me As I do thinke of these vaine worldly titles God from soule my sinne as farre deuide As I am farre from boasting in this pride Selling. Madam she is the mirror of her kind Had she but so much spleene as hath a gnatte Her spirits would startle to abide your taunts She is a Saint and Madam you blaspheme to wrong so sweete a Ladie Duch. Thou art a minion and a flatterer Sellin. Madam but that you are my soueraignes mother I would let you know you wrong a Gentleman Howard Good Cosin Sellinger haue patience Her Graces rage by too much violence Hath spent it selfe alreadie into aire Déere Madam I beseeth you on my knee Tender that louing kindnesse to the Quéene That I dare sweare she doth in soule to you Edw. Well said good Cose I pray thee make them friends why
how now Besse what weepe nay then I le chide you what sodaine newes comes by this messenger Enter a Messenger Mes. My soueraigne Lord the bastard Falconbridge Of late hath stird rebellion in the South Incouraging his forces to deliuer King Henrie late deposde out of the Towre To him the malcontented commons flocke From euerie part of Sussex Kent and Esier His armic waxed twentie thousand strong And as it is supposde by circumstance Meane to take London if not well defended Ed. Well let this Phaeton that is mounted thus Looke he sit surely or by Englands George I le breake his necke this is no new euasion I surely thought that one day I should see That bastard Falcon take his wings to mount Into our Eagle airie me thought I saw Blacke discontent sit euer on his brow And now I see I calculated well Good Cosin Howard and Tom Sellinger This night wée le spend in feast and iollitie With our new Quéene and our beloued mother To morrow you shall haue commission To raise vp power against this haughtie rebell Sirra depart not till you know our pleasure You shall conuey vs letters backe to London Unto the Maior Recorder and our friends Is supper readie come by my bonnie Besse Welcome mother we are all your guests Exeunt Enter Falconbridge with his troupes marching Spicing Smoake Chub and others Fal. Hold drumme 1. Spi. Hold drumme and be hangde 2. Smoke Hold drumme hold peace then ho silence to the 3 proclamation 1. Spi. You lie you rogue t is to the Oration Chub. Nay then you all lie it is to the coblication Fal. True hearted English and our valiant friends all Do braue generall ifaith Spi. Peace there you rogues or I will split your chaps Fal. De are countrimen I publikely proclaime If any wronged discontented English Toucht with true faeling of King Hennes wrongs Henrie the firt the lawfull King of England Who by that tyrant Edward the vsurper Is held a wretched prisoner in the Lowre If any man that faine would be enfranchisde From the sad yoake of Yorkish seruitude Under which we toile like naked Gallislaues Know he that Thomas Neuill the Lord Falconbridge all I a Falconbridge a falconbridge Spi. Peace ye clamorous rogues on General on with poor Oration peace there Fal. Pitying King Henries poore destressed case Armde with his title and a subiects zeale Takes vp iust armes against the house of Yorks And do proclaime our ancient libertie all Libertie libertie libertie generall libertie Fal. We do not rise like Tiler Cade and Straw Blewbeard other of that rascall route Bascly like Linkers or such muddle slaues For mending measures or the price of corne Or for some common in the wild of Kent That 's by some gréedie Cormorant inclosde But in the true and ancient lawfull right Of the redoubted house of Lancaster Our bloud is noble by our birth a Neuill And by our lawfull line Lord Falconbridge Whos 's here that 's of so dull a leaden temper That is not fired with a Neuils name All A Neuill a Neuill a Neuill Fa. Our quarrell like our selfe is honourable The law our warrant Smoke I I the law is on our side Chub. I the law is in our own hands Spi. Peace you rogues Fal. And more a blessing by the word proposde To those that aide a true annointed King Courage braue spirits and crie a Falconbridge All A Falconbridge a Falconbridge Fal. We will be masters of the mint our selues And set our owne stampe on the golden coyne Wée le shooe our neighing coursers with no worse Then the purest sliuer that is sold in Cheape At Leaden hall wee le sell pearles by the pecke As now the mealemen vse to sell their meale In Westminster wée le kéep a solemne court And build it bigger to receiue our men Crie Falconbridge my hearts libertie All Falconbridge and libertie c. Smoke Peace ye slaues or I will smoke ye else Chub. Peace ye slaues or I will chub your chappes but indeede thou maist well smoke them because thy name is Smoke Smoke Why sirra I hope Smoke the Smith of Chepsted is as good a man as Chub the Chandler of Sandwich Spicing Peace ye rogues what are you quarrelling and now list to Captaine Spicing You know Cheapeside there are the Mercers shops Where we will measure veluet by the pikes And Silkes and Sattens by the streetes whole bredth Wee le take the Tankards from the Conduit cockes To fill with Ipacras and drinke carowse Where chaines of gold and plate shall be as plentie As wodden dishes in the wild of Kent Smoake Oh brauely said Ned Spicing the honestest Lad that euer punde spice in a mortar now speakes Captaine Smoke Looke Lads for from this hil ye may discerne The louely towne which we are marching to That same is London Lads ye looke vpon Raunge all arow my hearts and stand at gaze As doe the heards of Déere at some strange sight Or as a troupe of hungrie trauellers That fire their eies vpon a furmenty'd feast Looke how the Towre doth tice vs to come on To take out Henry the sixt there prisoner See how S. Katherines smokes wipe slaues your eies And whet your stomackes for the good mault pies Chub. Why then belike I am no bodie roome and auoydance for now speakes Captaine Chub No sooner in London will we be But the Bakers for you the Brewers for me Birchin lane shall sute vs the Costermongers fruite vs The Poulters send vs in sowle And Butchers meat without controule And euer when we sup or dine The Vintners freely bring vs in wine If any bodie aske who shall pay Cut off his head and send him away This is Captaine Chubs law whosoeuer say nay Fal. Brauely resolude so march we forward all And boldly say good lucke shall vs befall Exeunt Enter the Lord Maior M. Shoare M. Iosseline in their veluet coates and gorgets and leading staues Ma. This is well done thus should good Cittizens Fashion themselues as well for warre as peace Haue yee commanded that in euerie streete They hang forth lights as soone as night comes one Say Colin Shoare that was referd to you Shoare 〈◊〉 haue my Lord besides from euerie hall There is at least two hundred men in armes Ma. It cheares my heart to heare this readines Let neuer rebels put true Subiects downe Come when they will their welcome shall be such As they had better kept them further off But where is M. Recorder his aduise Must not be wanting in these high affaires Sho. About an houre agoe and somewhat more I left him fortifying the bridge my Lord Which done he purposed to méete you here Ma. A discreet paineful Gentleman he is And we must all of vs be so inclinde If we entend to haue the Citie safe Or looke for thanks and credit with the King I tell ye maisters aged though I be I for my part will to no bed this night Ioss. Why is it thought the
Bastard is so neare Ma. How meane ye M. Iosseline by neare He neither comes from Italy nor Spaine But out of Kent and Essex which you know Are both so neare as nearer cannot be Ioss. Nay by your patience good my Lord a word Simple though I am yet I must confesse A mischiefe further off would and so forth You know my meaning things not seene before Are and so forth yet in good sadnes I would that all were well and perchance It may be so what were it not for hope The heart and so forth but to the matter You meane and purpose I I am sure ye doe Ma. Well M. Iosseline we are sure ye mean well Although somewhat defectiue in your vtterance Ios. I I my Lord Maior I am you know Willing readie so forth tut tut for me ha ha My Manston is at Ham and thence you know I come to helpe you in this néedfull time When rebels are so busie and so forth What masters age must neuer be despisde You shall find me my Lord still and so forth Enter Vrswicke the Recorder Sho. My Lord now here comes M. Recorder Re. Good euen my good Lord Maior the stréets are chainde The bridge well manned euerie place preparde Shall we now go together and consult What else there is to be determinde of Ma. Your comming M. Recorder was the thing We all desired therefore let vs consult And now what say ye if with halfe our power Wee issue forth and giue the rebels fight Recor. Before they do prouoke vs nearer hand There were no way to that if all be pleasde What 's your opinion M. Iosseline Ios. Good sooth my L. Maior and M. Recorder You may take your choice but in my conceit Issue if you will or else stay if you will A man can neuer be too warie and so forth Yet as to issue will not be the worst Euen so to tarrie wel you may thinke more on 't But all is one we shall be sure to fight And you are wise enough to sée your time I I a Gods name Rec. My Lord accept his meaning better then his counsell Ma. I so we do or else we were to blame What if we stoppe the passage of the Thames With such prouision as we haue of shippes Recor. Its doubtfull yet my Lord whether the rebels Purpose that way to séeke our detriment Rather me séemeth they will come by land And either make assault at London bridge Or else at Algate both which enterances Were good they should be strongly fortified Ios. Well said master Recorder you do I I I warrant Recor. As for the other the whole companies Of Mercers Grocers Drapers and the rest Are drawne together for their best defence Beside the Towre a neighbour to that place As on the one side it will cléere the riuer So on the other with their ordenance It may repulse and beate them from the gate Ma. What noyse is this prouide ye sodainely A noyse within And euerie man betake him to his charge Enter a Messenger Sho. Soft who is this how now my friend what newes Mes. My master the Lieutenant of the Towre giues ye to vnderstand he hath descride the armie of the rebels Recor. Which may come they Mes. From Essexward and therefore t is his mind You guarde both Algate wel and Bishopsgate Ma. Saint George away and let vs all resolue Either to vanquish this rebellious rout Preserue our goods our children and our wiues Or seale our resolution with our liues Exeunt Enter Falconbridge Spicing with his troupes Fal. Summon the Citie and commaund our entrance Which if we shall be stubbornly denide Our power shal rush like thunder through the walles Spi. Open your gates slaues when I commaund ye Spicing beates on the gates and then enters the Lord Maior and his associates with prentises Ma What 's he that beates thus at the Cittie gates Commaunding entrance as he were a King Fa. He that will haue releasement for a King I Thomas Neuell the Lord Falconbridge Spi Ha sirra you clapper â—che bolt Or I le bolt you if I get in stand you preaching with a pore Ma. We haue no warrant I ho Falconbridge To let your armed troupes into our Citie Considering you haue taken vp these armes Against our soueraigne and our countries peace Fal. I tell thee Mawr and know he tels thée so That commeth armed in a Kings defence That I craue entrance in Kings Henries name In right of the true line of Lancaster Me thinks that word spoke from a Nevils mouth Should like an earthquake rend your chained gates And teare in péeces your portculleises I thunder it againe into you eares You stout and braue couragious Londoners In Henries name I craue my entrance in R. Should Henries name commaund thee entrance here We should denie alleageance unto Edward Whose true and faithfull subiects we are sworne And in whose presence is our sword vp borne Fal. I tell thee traitor then thou bearst thy sword Against thy true vndoubted King Sho. Nay then I tell thee bastard Falconbridge My Lord Maior beares his sword in his defence That put the sword into the armes of London Made the Lord Maiors for euer after Knights Richard deposde Henrie Bollingbrooke From whom the house of Yorke doth claime their right Fal. What 's he that answeres vs thus saucilie Smo. Sirra your name that we may know ye hereafter Sho. My name is Shoare a Goldsmith by my trade Fal. What not that Shoare that hath the daintie wife Shoares wife the flowre of London for her beautie Sho. Yes rebell euen the verie same Spi. Runne rascall and fetch thy wife to our Generall presently or else all the Gold in Cheapside cannot ransome her wilt thou not stirre when I bid thee Fal. Shoare listen me thy wise is mine that 's flat This night in thine owne house shée sleepes with mee Now Crosebie Lord Maior shall we enter in Ma. Crosebie the Lord Maior tels thée proud rebell no Fal. No Croseby shall I not then doating Lord I cramme the name of rebell down thy throat There 's not the poorest rascall of my campe But if he chance to meete thee in Cheapside Upon thy footcloath he shall make thee light And hold his stirrop while he mount thy horse Then lackie him which way he please to goe Crosebie I le make the Citizens be glad To send thee and the Aldermen thy brethren All manicled and chainde like Gally slaues To ransome them and to redéeme the Citie M. Nay then proud rebel pause heare me speak There 's not the poorest and meanest Citizen That is a faithfull subiect to the King But in despight of thy rebellious route Shall walke to Bowe a small wand in his hand Although thou lie encamped at Mileend Greene And not the proudest rebell of you all Shall dare to touch him for his damned soule Come we will pull vp our portculleises And let me see thee enter if thou dare Fal.
it about To hemme vs in or get the gate of vs And therefore Cosin Shoare as I repose Trust in thy valour and thy loyaltie Draw forth thrée hundred bowmen and some pikes And presently encounter their assault Sho. I haue your meaning and effect my Lord I trust shall disappoint them of their hope After an alarum Enter Spicing with a drum and certaine Soldiours Spi. Come on my harts we will be kings to night Carouse in Gold and sléepe with marchants wiues While their poore husbands loose their liues abroad We are now quite behind our enemies backs And there 's no let or hindrance in the way But we may take possession of the towne Ah you mad rogues this is the wished houre Follow your leader and be resolute As he marcheth thinking to enter Shoare and his souldiours issue forth and repulse him after excursions wherein the rebels are disperst Enter Maior Reco Shoa Iosseline and a Messenger talking with the Maior Ma. I my good friend so certifie his grace The Rebels are dispersed all and fled And now his Highnes méetes with victorie Exit Mess. Marshall your sclues and kéepe in good aray To adde more glorie to this victorie The King in person commeth to this place How great an honour haue you gainde to day And how much is this Citie famde for euer That twise without the helpe eyther of King Or any but of God and our owne selues We haue preuailde against our countries foes Thankes to his maiestie assisted vs Who alwaies helps true subiects in their néed The Trumpets sound then enters king Edward L. How Sellenger and the traine King Where is my Lord Maior Ma. Here dread Soueraigne I hold no Lordship nor no dignitie In presence of my gracious Lord the King But all I humble at your highnes féete With the most happie conquest of proud rebels Dispearst and fled that now remaines no doubt Of euer making head to vexe vs more King You haue not tane the bastard Falconbridge Or is he slaine Ma. Neither my gracious Lord Although we labourd to our vttermost Yet all our care came ouer short For apprehending him or Spicing eyther But some are taken others on proffered grace Yéelded themselues and at your mercie stand K. Thanks good L. Maior you may condemne vs Of too much slacknes in such vrgent néed But we assure you on our royall word So soone as we had gathered vs a power We dallied not but mane all hast we could What order haue ye tane for Falconbridge And his confederates in this rebellion Ma. Vnder your leaue my Liedge we haue proclaimd Who bringeth Falconbridge aliue or dead Shall be requited with a thousand markes As much for Spicing others of lesse worth At easier rates are set K. Well haue ye done And wee will see it paid from our Erchequer Now leaue we this and come to you That haue so well deserude in these affaires Affaires I meane of so maine consequence Kneele downe and all of you receiue in field The honor you haue merited in field There he drawes his sword and knights them Arise Sir Iohn Crosbie L. Maior of London Knight Arise vp Sir Ralph Iosseline knight Arise Sir Thomas Vrswicke our Recorder of London and Knight Now tell me which is M. Shoare Ma. This same my Lord And hand to hand he fought with Falconbridge King Shoare knéele thou downe What call yée else his name Recor. His name is Mathew Shoare my Lord K. Shoare why kneelest thou not and at thy Soueraignes hand receiue thy right Shoare Pardon me gracious Lord I do not stand contemptuous or despising Such royall fauour of my Soueraigne But to acknowledge mine vnworthines Farre be it from the thought of Mathew Shoare That he should be aduanc'de with Aldermen With our L. Maior our right graue Recorder If any thing hath béene performde by me That may deserue your Highnes mean'st respect I haue inough and I desire no more Then let me craue that I may haue no more King Well be it as thou wilt some other way We will deuise to quittance thy deserts And not to faile therein vpon my word Now let me tell ye all my friends at once Your King is married since you saw him last And haste to helpe you in this néedfull time Made me on sudden to forsake my bride But séeing all things are fallen out so well And there remaines no further doubt of ill Let me intreate you would goe boote your selues And bring your King a little on his way How say you my Lord shall it be so Ma. Now God forbid but that my Lord the King Should alwaies haue his Subiects at command Ios. Forbid quotha I in good sadnes your maiestie shall finde vs alwaies readie and so forth King Why then set forward Gentlemen And come L. Maior I must conferre with you Exeunt Enter Falconbridge and spicing with their weapons in their hands Spi. Art thou the man whose victories drawn at sea Fild euerie heart with terror of thy name Art thou that Neuill whom we tooke thee for Thou art a lowse thou bastard Falconbridge Thou baser then a bastard in whose birth The very dregs of seruitude appeares Why tell me liuer of some rotten shéepe After by thy allurements we are brought To vndertake this course after thy promises Of many golden mountaines to ensue Is this the greatest comfort thou canst giue Hast thou insnarde our héedles feet with death And brought vs to the Jebbet of defame And now do'st bid vs shift and saue our selues No crauen were I sure I should be tane I would not stirre my feete vntill this hand Had venged me on thee for misguiding vs Fal. Opprobrious villaine stable excrement That neuer dreamst of other manhood yet But how to ierke a horse vntill my words Insusde into thee resolutions sire Controlst thou me for that wherein thy selfe Art onely the occasion of mishap Hadst thou and they stood to it as well as I The day had beene our owne and London now That laughes in triumph should haue wept in teares But being backt by such faint harted slaues No marualle if the Lion go to wracke As though it were not incident to Kings Sometime to take repulse mine is no more Nor is not for that muddie braine of thine To tutor me how to digest my losse Then flie with those that are alreadie fled Or stay behind and hang all but the head Spi. Oh preiudice to Spicings conquering name Whose valor euen the hacks this sword has made Vpon the flint and yron barres at Aldgate Like mouthes wil publish whiles the City stands That I shrunke that I was neuer seene To shew my manly spleene but with a whipe I tell thee Falconbridge the least of these Do challenge bloud before they be appeasde Fal. Away ye scoundrell tempt not my resolue The courage that suruiues in Falconbridge Scornes the incounter of so base a drudge Spi. By the pure temper of this sword of mine By this true
know I was knighted in the field For my good seruice to my Lord the king And therefore I may weare it lawfully In Court in Cittie or at any royall banquet But soft Iohn Crosbie thou forgetst thy selfe And dost not mind thy birth and parentage Where thou wast born whence thou art deriu'd I do not shame to say the Hospitall Of London was my chiefest fostering place There did I learne that neare vnto a Crosse Commonly called Cow Crosse neare Islington An honest Citizen did chaunce to find me A poore Shooemaker by trade he was And doubting of my Chrystendome or no Calde me according to the place he found me Iohn Crosbie finding me so by a Crosse The Maisters of the Hospitall at further yeares Bound me apprentise to the Grocers trade Wherin God pleasde to blesse my poore endeuors That by his blessings I am come to this The man that found me I haue well requited And to the Hospitall my fostering place An hundred pound a yeare I giue for euer Likewise in memorie of me Iohn Crosbie In Bishopgate stréete a poore house haue I built And as my name haue called it Crosbie house And when as God shall take me from this life In little S. Hellens will I be buried All this declares I boast not of my birth But found on earth I must returne to earth But God for his pittie I forget my selfe The King my Soueraigne Lord wil come anone And nothing is as yet in readines Where are ye cosin Shoare nay where is Mistris Shoare Oh I am sory that shee staies so long See what it is to be a widower And lacke a Ladie Maioresse in such need Enter M. Shoare and Mistresse Shoare Oh are ye come welcome good Cosin Shoare But you indéed are welcome gentle Niece Needs must you be our Ladie Maioresse now And helpe vs or else we are shamde for euer Good Cosin still thus am I bolde with you Sh. With all my heart my Lord thank ye too That you do please to vse our homely help Ma. Why sée how neatly she bestirs her selfe And in good sooth makes huswifery to shine Ah had my Ladie Maioresse liu'de to see Faire Mistresse Shoare thus beautifie her house She would haue beene not little proud thereof Iane Well my Lord Maior I thanke you for that flout But let his Highnesse now come when he please All things are in a perfect readines They bring forth a Table and serue in the banquet Maio. The more am I beholding Niece to you That take such paines to saue our credit now My seruants are so slacke his Maiestie Might haue béene here before we were preparde But peace here comes his Highnes The Trumpets sound and enters king Edward How Sellinger and the traine K. Now my Lord Maior haue we not kept our word Because we could not stay to dine with you At our departure hence we promised First food we tasted at our backe returne Should be with you still yeelding heartie thanks To you and all our London Cittizens For the great seruice which you did performe Against that bold fac'de rebell Falconbridge M. My gracious Lord what then we did We did account no more then was our dutie Thereto obliged by true subic as zeale And may he neuer liue that not defends The honor of his king and countrie Next thanke I God it likes your Maiestie To blesse my poore roofe with your royall presence To me could come no greater happines K. Thanks good Lord Maior but where 's my Ladie Maioresse I hope that she will bid vs welcome too M. Shee would my Liedge and with no little ioy Had shée but liu'd to see this blessed day But in her sreed this Gentle woman here My Cosins wife that office will supply How say you mistresse Shoare K. How mistresse Shoare what not his wife That did refuse his knighthood at our hand Ma. The verie same my Lord and here hée is K. What M. Shoare we are your debter still But by Gods grace entend not so to die And Gentlewoman now before your face I must condemne him of discourtesie Yea and of great wrong that he hath offred you For you had béene a Ladie but for him He was in fault trust me he was to blame To hinder vertue of her due by right Ia. My gracious L. my poore humble thoughts Nere had an eye to such vnworthinesse And though some hold it as a maxime That womens minds by nature doo aspire Yet how both God and M. Shoare I thanke For my continuance in this humble state And likewise how I loue your Maiestie For gracious sufferance that it may be so Heauen beare true record of my inward soule Now it remaines on my Lord Maiors behalfe I doe such dutie as becommeth me To bid your Highnesse welcome to his house Were welcomes vertue powerfull in my word The King of England should not doubt thereof K. Nor do I mistris Shoare now my Lo. Maior Edward dare boldly sweare that he is welcome You spake the word well verie well ifaith But mistris Shoare her tongue hath guilded it Tell me Cosin Howard and Tom Sellinger Had euer Cittizen so faire a wife How Of flesh and bloud I neuer did behold A woman euerie way so absolute Sel. Nor I my Liedge were Sellinger a King He could afford Shoares wife to be a Quéene K. Why how now Tom Nay rather how now Ned What chaunge is this proud saucie roauing eye What whisperst in my brain that she is faire I know it I sée it fayrer then my Quéene Wilt thou maintain it what thou traitor heart Wouldst thou shake hands in this conspiracie Downe rebell backe base trecherous conceit I will not credite thée my Besse is faire And Shoares wife but a blouze comparde to her Come let vs sit here will I take my place And my Lord Maior fill me a bowle of wine That I may drinke to your elected Maioresse And M. Shoare tell me how like you this My L. Maior makes your wife his L. Maioresse Sho. So well my Lord as better cannot be All in the honor of your Maiestie The Lord Maior brings a bowle of wine humbly on his knees offers it to the king Kin. Nay drinke to vs L. Maior wée le haue it so Go to I say you are our Taster now Drinke then and we will pledge yee M. Al health happines to my soueraign he drinks K. Fill full our cup and Ladie Maioresse This tall carowse we meane to drinke to you And you must pledge vs but yet no more Than you shall please to answere vs withall He drinks the Trumpets sound then wine is brought to her and she offers to drinke Nay you must drinke to some body yea Tom to thee Well sirra see you doe her right For Edward would oh would to God he might Yet idle eye wilt thou be gadding still Keepe home kéepe home for feare of further ill Enter a Messenger with letters How now
so modest and so chaste thou wast But now thou art diuorcde whiles yet hee liues That was thy husband while thou wast his wife Thy wifehood stainde by thy dishonoured life For now thou art nor widdow maide nor wife Iane I must confesse I yeelded vp the Forte Wherein lay all the riches of my joy But yet sweete Shoare before I yeelded it I did endure the longst and greatest siege That euer battred on poore chastitie And but to him that did assault the same For euer it had béene inuincible But I will yéeld it backe againe to thee He cannot blame me though it be so done To loose by me what first by me was wonne Sho. No Iane there is no place allowde for mee Where once a King hath tane possession Meane men brooke not a Riuall in their loue Much lesse so high vnriualde Maiestie concubine to one so great as Edward Is tarre too great to be the wife of Shoare Iane I will refuse the pleasures of the Court Let me go with thee Shoare though not as a wife Yet as thy slaue since I haue lost that name I will redéeme the wrong that I haue done thee With my true seruice if thou wilt accept it Sho. Thou go with mee Iane oh God forbid That I should be a traitour to my King Shall I become a fellon to his pleasures And flie away as guiltie of the theft No my deere Iane I say it may not bee Oh what haue subiects that is not their kings He not examine his prerogatiue Ia. Why then swéet Mat let me intreat thée stay What i st with Edward that I cannot do I le make thee wealthier then ere Richard was That entertaind the thrée greatst kings in Europe And feasted them in London on a day Aske what thou wilt were it a million That may content thée thou shalt haue it Shoare Sho. Indeed this were some comfort to a man That tasted want or worldly miserie But I haue lost what wealth cannot returne All worldly losses are but toyes to mine Oh all my wealth the losse of thee was more Then euer time or Fortune can restore Therfore swéet Iane farewell once thou wast mine Too rich for me and that King Edward knewe Adiew oh world he shall deceiued bee That puts his trust in women or in thee Ia. Ah Shoare farewel poore heart in death I le tell I euer loude thée Shoare farewell farewell Exit Enter king Edward Lord Maior Howard Sellinger and the traine King Hauing awakte forth of their sleepie dens Our drourie Cannons which ere long shal charme The watchfull French with deaths eternall sléepe And all things else in readinesse for France A while we will giue truce vnto our care There is a merrie Tanner néere at hand With whom we meane to be a little merrie Therefore Lord Maior and you my other friends I must intreat you not to knowledge me No man stand bare all as companions Giue me a Cloake that I may be disguisde Tom Sellinger go thou and take another So Tanner now come when yee please we are prouided And in good time see hee is come alreadie Enter the Tanner Tom Sellenger go thou and meete him Sel. What Iohn Hobs welcome ifaith to court Hob. Gramercies honest Tom where is the hangman Ned where is that mad rascall shall I not see him Sel. See where he stands that same is hee Hob. What Ned a plague found thee how dost thou for a villaine how dost thou madde Rogue and how and how King In health Iohn Hobs and verie glad to see thee But say what winde droue thee to London Hobs. Ah Ned I was brought hither with a whirlewinde man my sonne my sonne did I not tell thee I had a knaue to my sonne King Yes Tanner what of him Hob. Faith hee s in Caperdoche Ned in Stafford Goale for a robberie and is like to be hangde except thou get the King to be more miserable to him King If that be all Tanner I le warrant him I will procure his pardon of the King Hobs. Wilt thou Ned for those good words see what my Daughter Nell hath sent thee a handkercher wrought with as good Couentrie silke blew threed as euer thou sawest King And I perhaps may weare it for her sake In better presence then thou art aware off Hobs. How Ned a better present that canst thou not haue for silke cloath and workemanship why Nell made it man But Ned is not the King in this companie what hee in the long beard and the redde petticoate before God I misdoubt Ned that is the King I know it by my Lord what ye cals players King How by them Tanner Hob. Euer when they play an Enterloute or a Commodity at Tamworth the King alwaies is in a long beard and a red gowne like him therefore I spekt him to be the King King No trust me Tanner this is not the King but thou shalt see the King before thou goest and haue a pardon for thy sonne too with thee This man is the Lord Maior Lord Maior of London héere was the Recorder too but hee is gone Hobs. What Nicnames these courtnoles haue Mare and Corder quotha we haue no such at Liechfield there is the honest Bayliffe and his brethren such words grée best with vs King My Lord Maior I pray ye for my sake to bidde this honest Tanner welcome Maior You are welcome my honest friend In signe whereof I pray you see my house And suppe with mee this night Hobs. I thanke yee good goodman Masor but I care not for no meate my stomacke is like to a sicke swines that will neither eate nor drinke till shée know what shal become of her pigge Ned and Tom you promisde me a good turne when I came to Court either doo it now or go hang your selues King No sooner comes the King but I will doo it Sel. I warrant thee Tanner feare not thy sonnes life Hobs. Nay I feare not his life I feare his death Enter Maister of Saint Katherines and Widow Norton Maiste. All health and happinesse to my Soueraigne King The Maister of Saint Katherines hath marde all Hobs. Out alas that euer I was borne The Tanner falles in a swound they labour to reuiue him meane while the king puts on his roy all robes King Looke to the Tanner there he takes no harme I would not haue him for my crowne miscarrie Wid. Let me come to him by my kings good leaue Here 's ginger honest man bite it Hobs. Bite ginger bite ginger bite a dogs date I am but a dead man ah my Liedge that you should deale so with a poore well meaning man but it makes no matter I can but die King But when Tanner canst thou tell Hobs. Nay euen when you please for I haue so defended ye by calling ye plaine Ned mad rogue and rascall that I know you le haue me hangde Therefore make no more adoe but send me downe to Stafford and there a Gods
vnto that warre I will not leaue S. Paul nor Burgundie Not a bare Pigscoate to shroud them in Heraulde He. My Soueraigne Ed. Go Derauld I to Lewes the French King Denounce sterne warre and tell him I am come To take possession of my Realme of France Defie him boldly from vs be thy voice As fierce as thunder to affright his soule Derauld be gone I say and be thy breath Percing as lightning and thy words as death Her I goe my Liedge resolude to your hie will Exit Ed. Sound Drum I say set forward with our power And France ere long expect a dreadfull hower I will not take the English standard downe Till thou empale my temples with thy Crowne Enter Lewes the French king Burbon and S. Pier with the Heraulde of England K. Lewes Heraulde of England we are pleased to heare What message thou hast brought vs from thy King Prepare thy selfe and be aduisde in speech English Heraulde Right gratious and most Christian king of France I come not to thy presence vnpreparde To doe the message of my Royall Liedge Edward the Fourth of England and of France The lawfull King and Lord of Ireland Whose puissant magnanimious breast incensde Through manifest notorious iniuries Offred by thee King Lewes and thy French Against his title to the crowne of France And right in all these Dukedomes following Aquitaine Aniow Guyen A guilesme Breathes forth by me the Organe of his spéech Hostile defiance to thy realme and thee And trampling now vpon the face of France With barbed horse and valiant armed foote Himselfe the leader of those martiall troupes Bids thée to battell where and when thou darst Except thou make such restitution And yearely tribute on good hostages As may content his iust conceiued wrath And to this message answere I expect Lew. Right peremptorie is this embassage And were my royal Brother of England pleasde To entertaine those kind affections Where with we doe imbrace his amitie Needlesse were all these thunder-threatning words Let heauen where all our thoughts are registred Beare record with what déepe desire of peace We shall subscribe to such conditions As equitie for England shall propound If Edward haue sustained wrong in France Lewes was neuer author of that wrong Yet faultles we will make due recompence We are assurde that his majestike thoughts In his milde spirit did neuer meane these warres Till Charles Burgundie once our fawning friend But now our open foe and Count S. Paul Our subiect once and Constable of France But now a traytor to our Realme and vs Were motiues to incite him vnto Armes Which hauing done will leaue him on my life Her The King my master reckes not Burgundy And scornes S. Paul that trecherous Constable His puissance is sufficient in it selfe To conquer France like his progenitors K. L. He shall not néed to waste by force of warre Where peace shall yéeld him more then he can win We couet peace and we will purchase it At any rate that reason can demaund And it is better England ioyne in league With vs his strong old open enemie Than with those weake new dissembling friends We doe secure vs from our open foes But trust in friends though faithles we repose My Lord S. Piere and cosin Burbon speake What censure you of Burgundy and S. Paul S. Pi. Dread Lord it is wel knowne that Burgundy Made shew of tender seruice to your maiestie Till by the engine of his flatteries He made a breach into your Highnes loue Where entred once and thereof full possess He so abusde that royall excellence By getting footing into many townes Castles and forts belonging to your Crowne That now he holds them gainst your realme you Burb. And Count S. Paul the Constable of France Ambitious in that high authoritie Usurps the lands and Seigneuries of those That are true subiects noble Peeres of France Your boundlesse fauours did him first suborne And now to be your Liegeman he thinks scorne Lew. By this coniecture the vnsteady course Thy royall master vndertakes in France And Herald intimate what seruent zeale We haue to league with Edward and his English Thrée hundred crownes we giue thée for reward And of rich Crimson veluet thirtie yardes In hope thou wilt vnto thy Soueraigne tell We shew thée not one discontented looke Nor render him one misbeholden word But his defiance and his dare to warre We swallow with the supple oyle of peace Which gentle Herald if thou canst procure A thousand crowne shall iustly guerdon thée Her So please it your most sacred Maiestie To send vnto my gracious Soueraigne Equall conditions for the bonds of peace And restitution of his iniuries His temper is not of obdurate malice But swéete relenting princely clemencie Performe your promise of a thousand crownes And second me with some fit messenger And I will vndertake to worke your peace Lew. By the true honour of a Christian King Effect our peace and thou shalt haue our crownes And we will poste a Herald after thee That shall confirme thy speech and our designes Goe Mugeroune see to this Herald giuen The veluet and thrée hundred crownes preposde Farewell good friend remember our request And kindly recommend vs to King Edward Exeunt English Herald and Mugeroune How think you Lords i st not more requisite To make our peace then warre with Englands power Burb. Yes gratious Lord the wounds are bléeding yet That Talbot Bedford and King Henry made Which peace must cure or France shall languish still S. Piere Besides my Liege by these intestine foes The Constable and trecherous Burgundie The States in danger if the English stirré Enter Mugeroune K. Lew. T is perilous and full of doubt my Lords We must haue peace with England euery way Who shall be Herald in these high affayres Bur. No better man then Monsieur Mugeroune Whose wit is sharpe whose eloquence is sound His presence gratious and his courage good A gentleman a scholler and a souldiour A compleate man for such an Embassage Art thou content to be employde Mugeroune In this negotiation to King Edward Mug. If your most sacred Maiestie commaund Your humble vassall Mugeroune shall goe K. Lew. Gramercies Mugeroune but thou must assume A Heralds habit and his office both To pleade our loue and to procure vs peace With English Edward for the good of France Mug. I know the matter and the forme my Lord Giue me my Heralds coate and I am gone K. Lew. Thou art a man composde for businesse Attend on vs for thy instructions And other fit supplies for these affayres And for thy diligence expect reward Exeunt Enter seuerall waies Burgundie and the Constable of France Con. Whither away so fast goes Burgundy Bur. Nay rather whither goes the Constable Con. Why to King Edward man is he not come Meanst thou not like wise to goe visit him Bur. Oh excellent I know that in thy soule Thou knowst that I doe purpose nothing lesse Nay I
doe know for all thy outward shew Thou hast no meaning once to looke on him Brother dissembler leaue this colouring With him that meanes as falsely as thy selfe Con. I but thou knowst that Edward on our letters And hoping our assistance when he came Did make this purposde voyage into France And with his forces is he here arriude Trusting that we will kéepe our word with him Now though we meane it not yet set a face Vpon the matter as though we intended To kéepe our word with him effectually Bur. And for my better countenance in this case My lingring siege at Nuse will serue the turne There will I spend the time to disappoynt King Edwards hope of my conioyning with him Con. And I will kéepe me still here in S. Quintins Pretending mightie matters for his aide But not performing any on my word The rather Burgundy because I aime At matters which perhaps may cost your head All this aside If all hit right to expectation In the meane space like a good craftie knaue That hugs the man he wisheth hangd in hart Kéepe I faire weather still with Burgundy Till matters fall out for my purpose fit Ici sont mon secrets beau temps pour moy Bur. Ici sont mon secrets beau temps pour moy Are ye so craftie Constable procéede procéede You quick sharpe sighted man imagine me Blinde witlesse and a fillie Idiot That pries not into all your policies Who I no God doth know my simple wit Can neuer sound a iudgement of such reach As is our cunning Constable of France Perswade thy selfe so still and when time serues And that thou art in most extremitie Néeding my helpe then take thou héede of me In meane while Sir you are the only man That hath my heart hath I and great reason too Thus it befits men of déepe reach to doo Well Constable you le back againe to Nuse And not aide English Edward Con. What else man And kéepe thée in S. Quintins so shall we Smile at King Edwards weake capacitie Exeunt Enter King Edward with Burgundie Howard Sellenger and Scales K. Ed. Tell not me Burgundie t is I am wrongd And you haue dealt like a disloyall Knight B. Edward of England these are vnkingly words King He that wil do my Lord what he should not Must and shall heare of me what he would not I say againe you haue deluded me Bur. Am I not come according to my word K. No Charles of Burgundie thy word was giuen To méete with me in Aprill now t is August The place appointed Calice not Lorraine And thy approach to be with martiall troupes But thou art come not hauing in thy traine So much as Page or Lackie to attend thee As who should say thy presence were munition And strength enough to answer our expect Summer is almost spent yet nothing done And all by dalliance with vncertaine hope Burg. My forces lay before the citie Nuse From which I could not rise but with dishonour Unlesse vpon some composition had K. Ed. There was no such exception in your letters Why smiles Lord Scales Scales My man reports my Lord The composition that the Duke there made Was méere compulsion for the citizens Draue him from thence perforce K. Ed. I thought so much We should not yet haue seene your excellence But that your héeles were better then your hands B. Lord Scales thou dost me wrong to slander me K. Ed. Letting that passe it shall be seene my Lord That we are able of our selfe to claime Our right in France without or your assistance Or any others but the helpe of heauen Bur. I make no question of it yet the Constable Prest with no such occasion as I was Might haue excusde vs both if he had pleasde K. Ed. Accuse him not your cities as we came Were euen as much to be condemnde as his They gaue vs leaue to lye within the field And scarcely would affoord vs meate for money This was small friendship in respect of that You had ingagde your honour to performe But march we forward as we were determined This is S. Quintins where you say my Lord The Constable is readie to receiue vs Bur. So much he signified to me by letter K. Ed. Well we shall see his entertainment forward As they march vpon the stage the Lord Scales is strooke downe and two souldiours slaine outright with great shot from the towne Flie to our maine battaile bid them stand There 's treason plotted speake to me Lord Scales Or if there be no power of life remaining To vtter thy hearts grieuance make a signe Two of our common souldiours slaine beside This is hard welcome but it was not you At whom the fatall enginer did aime My breast the leuell was though you the marke In which conspiracie answer me Duke Is not thy soule as guiltie as the Earles Bur. Perish my soule King Edward if I knew Of any such intention yet I did and grieue that it hath sped no otherwise K. Ed. Howard and Sellinger Burgundie steales away What is there hope of life in none of them Ho. The souldiours are both slaine outright my Lord But the Lord Scales a little is recouered K. Ed. Conuay his body to our Pauillion And let our Surgeons vse all diligence They can deuise for safegard of his life Whilst we with all extremitie of warre Goe plague S. Quintins Howard fetch on our powers We will not stirre a foote till we haue she wne Just vengeance on the Constable of France Oh God to wooe vs first to passe the sea And at our comming thus to halt with vs I thinke the like thereof was neuer seene But where 's the Duke Scl. Gone as it seemes my Lord Stept secretly away as one that knew His conscience would accuse him if he staide K. Ed. A paire of most dissembling hypocrites Is he and this base Earle on whom I vow Leauing King Lewis vnpreiudizde in peace To spend the whole measure of my kindled rage Their stréetes shall sweate with their effused blood And this bright Sunne be darkned with the smoke Of smouldring cinders when their citie lies Buried in ashes of reuengefull fire On whose pale superstcies in the stead Of parchmēt with my launce I le draw these lines Edward of England left this memorie In iust reuenge of hatefull trecherie Enter Howard againe Lord Howard haue ye done as I commanded How Our battailes are disposde and on the brow Of euery inferiour seruiter my Lord You might behold destruction figured Greedily thrusting to begin the fight But when no longer they might be restrainde And that the drumme and trumpet both began To sound warres chéerefull harmonie behold A flagge of truce vpon the walles was hangd And forth the gates did issue méekly pac't Thrée men whereof the Constable is one The other two the Gunner and his mate By whose grosse ouer-sight as they report This sudden chance vnwittingly befell K. Ed. Bring forth the Constable the other
two Sée them safe guarded till you know our pleasure Enter the Constable and Howard Now my Lord Howard how i st with Scales Ho. Well my dread Soueraigne now his wound is drest And by the opinion of the Surgeons It s thought he shall not perish by this hurt K. Ed. I am the gladder but vnfaithfull Earle I doe not see how yet I can dispence With thy submission this was not the welcome Your letters sent to England promisde me Con. Right high and mightie Prince condemne me not That am as innocent in this offence As any souldiour in the English armie The fault was in our gunners ignorance Who taking you for Lewis King of France That likewise is within the cities kenne Made that vnluckie shot to beate him backe And not of malice to your maiestie To knowledge which I brought thē with my selfe And thirtie thousand crownes within this purse Sent by the Burgers to redéeme your lacke K. Ed. Constable of France we will not sell a drop Of English blood for all the gold in France But in so much two of our men are slaine To quit their deaths those two that came with thée Shall both be cramde into a Cannons mouth And so he shot into the towne againe It is not like but that they knew our Colours And of set purpose did this villanie Nor can I be perswaded thorowly But that our person was the mark they aimed at Yet are we well content to hold you excusde Mary our souldiours must be satisfied And therefore first shall be distributed These crownes amongst thē then you shal returne And of your best prouision send to vs Thirtie waine loade beside twelue tunne of wine This if the Burgers will subscribe vnto Their peace is made otherwise I will proclaime Frée libertie for all to take the spoyle Con. Your highnes shall be answerd presently And I will see these articles performed K. Ed. Yet one thing more I will that you my Lord Together with the Duke of Burgundie Doe ere to morrow noone bring all your force And toyne with ours or else we doe recant And these conditions shall be frustrate C. Mine are at hand my Lord and I will write The Duke may like wise be in readinesse K. Ed. Let him haue safe conduct through our army And gainst the morning euery leader see His troupes be furnisht for no longer time God willing shall the triall be deferred Twixt Lewis and vs What echoing sound is this Sel. A gentleman from the K. of France my Lord Craues parlance with your excellence K. Ed. A gentleman bring him in What newes a Gods name frō our brother Lewis Enter Mugeroune Mu. Most puissant and most honourable King My royall master Lewis the King of France Doth gréete your Highnes with vnfained loue Wishing your health prosperitie and rule And thus he saies by me When was it séene That euer Lewis pretended hurt to England Either by close conspirators sent ouer To vndermine your state or openly By taking armes with purpose to inuade Nay when was it that Lewis was euer heard So much as to detract from Edwards name But still hath done him all his due of spéech By blazing to the world his high deserts Of wisedome valour and his heroicke birth Whence is it then that Edward is incensde To render hate for loue for amitie sterne warre Not of himselfe we know but by the meanes Of some infectious counsell that like mud Would spoyle the pure temper of his noble minde It is the Duke and that pernicious rebell Earle of S. Paul haue set abroach these warres Who of themselues vnable to procéede Would make your Grace the instrument of wrong And when you haue done what you can for them You shall be sure of nothing but of this Still to be doubled and dissembled with But if it might séeme gratious in your eye To cast off these despisde confederates Vnfit companions for so great a Prince And ioyne in league with Lewis my royall master Him shall you finde as willing as of power To doe your Grace all offices of loue And what commoditie may spring thereby To both the Realmes your Grace is wise enough Without my rude suggestions to imagine Besides much bloodshed for this present time Will be preuented when two such personages Shall méete together to shake hands in peace And not with shock of Launce and Curtelaxe That Lewis is willing I am his substitute And he himselfe in person if you please Not farre from hence will signifie as much K. Ed. Sir withdraw and giue vs leaue a while To take aduisement of our Counsellors What say ye Lords vnto this proffered truce Ho. In my conceit let it not be slipt my Lord Sel. Wilt not be dishonour hauing landed So great an armie in these parts of France And not to fight before we doe returne Ho. How can it when the enemie submits And of himselfe makes tender of allegiance Sel. I that 's the question whether he will yéeld And doe King Edward fealtie or no Ed. What talke ye Lords he shall subscribe to that Or no conditions I le accept at all Ho. Let him be bound my Lord to pay your Grace Toward your expences since your comming ouer Seauentie fine thousand crownes of the Sunne And yéerely after fiftie thousand more During your life with homage there withall That he doth hold his royaltie from you And take his offer t will not be amisse Ed. It shall be so draw you the articles And Sellinger call forth the messenger Bring with thée too a cup of massie gold And bid the bearer of our priuie purse Inclose therein a hundred English Ryals Friend we doe accept thy masters League With no lesse firme affection then he craues If he will méete vs here betwixt our tents It shall on both sides be confirmde by oth On this condition that he will subscribe To certaine Articles shall be proposde And so thou hast thy answer to requite Thy paines herein we giue to thée this cup Her Health and increase of honour waite on Edward Ed. Lord Howard bring the Frenchman on his way Ed. King Lewis is one that neuer was precise But now Lord Howard and Tom Sellinger There is a taske remaines for you to doe And that is this you two shall be disguisde And one of you repayre to Burgundie The other to the Constable of France Where you shall learne in secret if you can If they intend to méete vs here to morrow Or how they take this our accord with France Somewhat it giues me you will bring from thence Worthie the noting will you vndertake it Sel. With all my hart my L. I am for Burgundie How And I am for the Constable of France Exeunt Ed. Make spéede againe what newes Mest. The king of France my L. attended royally Is marching hitherward to méete your Grace Ed. He shall be welcome hast thou drawne the articles Mess. Yes my dread Soueraigne Ed. Goe call foorth our traine We may
me sée him and all his companie Bra. Kéeper bring forth the Captain his crew Enter Keeper Stranguidge Shoare disguisde and three more fettered Iockie Now say o th diell that sike bonnie men sud be hampert like blue Iades weas me for ye gude Lads Bra. I Cosin Harrie this is mistris Shoare Pearelesse in Court for beautie bountie pittie Iane viewes them all And if she can not saue thee thou must die Stran. Will shee if she can Bra. I Cosin Stranguidge I Sho. O torment worse then death to see her face That causde her shame my vniust disgrace Sho. aside O that our mutuall eies were Basilisks To kill each other at his enteruiew Bra. How like ye him Ladie you haue viewd him well Iane I pittie him and that same proper man That turnes his backe ashamde of this distresse Sho. Ashamde of thee cause of my heauinesse Ia. And all the rest oh were the king returnde There might be hope but ere his comming home They may be tride condemnd and iudgde and dead Sho. I am condemnd by sentence of defame aside O were I dead I might not sée my shame Bra. Your credit Ladie may prolong their triall What Iudge is he that will giue you deniall Ia. I le rack my credit and wil lanch my crownes To saue their liues if they haue done no murther aside Sh. O thou hast crackt thy credit with a crown And murdred me poore Mathew Shoare aliue Stran. Faire Ladie we did shed no drop of bloud Nor cast one Frenchman ouer bord and yet Because the league was made before the fact Which we poore sea men God knowes neuer heard We doubt our liues yea though we should restore Treble the value that we tooke and more T was lawfull prize when I put out to sea And warranted in my commission The kings are since combinde in amitie Long may it last and I vnwittingly Haue tooke a Frenchman since the truce was tanc And if I die via one day I must And God will pardon all my sins I trust My griefe will be for these poore harmelesse men Who thought my warrant might suborne the deed Chiefly that Gentleman that stands sadly there Who on my soule was but a passenger Iane Well Captaine Stranguidge were the king at home I could say more Stran. Ladie hee s come a shore Last night at Douer my boy came from thence And saw his highnesse land Iane Then courage sirs I le vse my fayrest meanes to saue your liues In the meane season spend that for my sake casts her purse Enter Lord Marquesse Dorset and claps her on the shoulder Mar. By your leaue mistris Shoare I haue taken paines To find you out come you must go with me Iane Whither my Lord Mar. Vnto the Quéene my mother Iane Good my Lord Marquesse Dorset wrong me not Mar. I can not wrong thee as thou wrongst my mother I le bring thee to her let her vse her pleasure Iane Against my wil I wrong her good my Lord Yet am ashamde to sée her maiestie Swéet Lord excuse me say ye saw me not Mar. Shall I delude my mother for a whore No mistris Shoare ye must go to the Quéene Iane Must I my Lord what will she do to me Use violence on me now the kinges away Alas my Lord behold this showre of teares Which kind King Edward would compassionate Bring me not to her she will slit my nose Or mark my face or spurne me vnto death Looke on me Lord can yee find in your heart To haue me spoild that neuer thought you harme O rather with your rapier runne me through Then carrie me to the displeased Quéene Shoare O hadst thou neuer broke thy how to me From feare and wrong had I defended thee Mar. I am inexorable therefore arise And go with me what rascall crue is this Mistris Shoares suters such slaues make her proud What sir Robert Brackenburie you a Shorist too Bra. No Shorist but to saue my Cosins life Mar. Then I le be hangde if he escape for this The rather for your meanes to mistris Shoare My mother can do nothing this whore all Come away minion you shall prate no more Ia. Pray for me friends and I will pray for you God send you better hap then I expect Go to my lodging you and if I perish Take what is there in lieu of your true seruice Ioc. Na a maye sale ayse nere forsake my gude maistresse Till aye hea séene tha worst that spight can du her Exeunt Marquesse and Iane and theirs Sho. For all the wrong that thou hast done to me They should not hurt thée yet if I were free Bra. Sée cosin Stranguidge how the case is changde She that should helpe thee can not helpe her selfe Stran. What remedie the God of heauen helps all What say ye mates our hope of life is dasht Now none but God le ts put our trust in him And euerie man repent him of his sinne And as together we haue liu'de like men So like tall men together let vs die The best is if we die for this offence Our ignorance shall plead our innocence Keep Your meat is readie Captaine you must in Stran. Must I I will Cosin what will you do Bra. Visit you soone but now I will to Court To see what shall become of mistris Shoare Stran. God speed ye well Keep Come sir will you go in Sho. I le eate no meat giue me leaue to walke here Am I now left alone no millions Of miseries attend me euery where Ah Mathew Shoare how doth all séeing heauen Punish some sinne from thy blind conscience hid Inflicting paine where all thy pleasure was And by my wife came all these woes to passe She falsde her faith and brake her wedlocks band Her honour falne how could my credit stand Yet will not I poore Iane on thee exclaime Though guiltie thou I guiltlesse suffer shame I left this land too little for my griefe Returning am accounted as a theese Who in that ship came but a passenger To sée my friends hoping the death of her At fight of whom some sparkes of former loue Hid in affections ashes pittie moue Kindling compassion in my broken heart That bleeds to thinke on her insuing smart O see weake womens imperfections That leaue their husbands safe protections Hazarding all on strangers flatteries Whose lust alaid leaues them to miseries See what dishonor breach of wedlocke brings Which is not safe euen in the armes of kings Thus do I Iane lament thy present state Wishing my teares thy torments might abate Exit Enter the Queene Marquesse Dorset leading mistris Shoare who fals downe on her knees before the Queene fearefull and weeping Qu. Now as I am a Quéene a goodly creature Sonne how was she attended where you found her Mar. Madame I found her at the Marshalsea Going to visit the poore prisoners As she came by hauing beene to take the ayre And there the keeper told me she
ost deales Such bounteous almes as seldome hath béene séene Qu. Now before God she would make a gallant Queene But good sonne Dorset stand aside a while God saue your maiestie my Ladie Shoare My Ladie Shoare said I Oh blasphemie To wrong your title with a Ladies name Queene Shoore nay rather Empresse Shoare God saue your grace your maiesty your highnes Lord I want titles you must pardon me What you knéele there king Edwards bedfellow And I your subiect sit fie fie for shame Come take your place I le knéele where you do I may take your place you haue taken mine Good Lord that you will so debase your selfe I am sure you are our sister Queene at least Nay that you are then let vs sit togither Iane Great Queene yet heare me if my sinne committed Haue not stopt vp all passage to your mercie To tel the wrongs that I haue done your highnes Might make reuenge exceed extremitie Oh had I words or tongue to vtter it To plead my womans weaknesse his strength That was the onely worker of my fall Euen innocence her selfe would blush for shame Once to be namde or spoken of in this Let them expect for mercie whose offence May but be called sinne oh mine is more Prostrate as earth before your highnesse féete Inflict what torments you shal thinke most meet Ma. Spurne the whore mother teare those enticing eies That robd you of King Edwards dearest loue Mangle those locks the baits to his desires Let me come to her you but stand and talke As if reuenge consisted but in words Qu. Sonne stand aloofe and do not trouble me Alas poore soule as much adoe haue I aside To for beare teares to keepe her companie Yet once more will I to my former humor Why as I am thinke that thou wert a Queene And I as thou should wrong thy princely bed And winne the king thy husband as thou mine Would it not sting thy soule Or if that I Being a Queen while thou didst loue thy husband Should but haue done as thou hast done to me Would it not grieue thee yes I warrant thee There 's not the meanest woman that doth liue But if she like and loue her husband well She had rather feele his warme limmes in her bed Then sée him in the armes of any Queene You are flesh and bloud as we and we as you And all alike in our affections Though maiestic makes vs the more ambitious What t is to fall into so great a hand Knowledge might teach thée There was once a king Henry the second who did keepe his lemman Cag'de vp at Woodstocke in a Labyrinth His Quéene yet got a tricke to finde her out And how she vsde her I am sure thou hast heard Thou art not mewde vp in some secret place But kept in Court here vnderneath my nose Now in the absence of my Lord the King Haue I not time most fitting for reuenge Faire Rosamond she a pure virgin was Vntill the King seduc'de her to his will She wrongd but one bed only the angry Quéenes But thou hast wronged two mine thy husbands Be thine owne Iudge and now in iustice see What due reuenge I ought to take on thee Ia. Euen what you wil great Quéen here do I lie Humble and prostrate at your Highnesse feet Inflict on me what may reuenge your wrong Was neuer lambe abode more patiently Then I will doe Call all your griefes to mind And do euen what you will or how likes you I will not stirre I wil not shrike or crie Be it torture poison any punishment Was neuer Done or Turtle more submisse Then I wil be vnto your chastisement M. Fetcht I her for this mother let me come to her And what compassion will not suffer you To do to her referre the same to me Qu. Touch her not sonne vpon thy life I charge thee But kéepe off still if thou wilt haue my loue Exit Ma. I am glad to heare ye are so well resolu'de To beare the burthen of my iust displeasure She drawes foorth a knife and making as though she meant to spoyle her face runs to her and falling on her knees embraces and kisses her casting away the knife Thus then I le doe alas poore soule Shall I wéepe with thée in faith poore hart I will Be of good comfort thou shalt haue no harme But if that kisses haue the power to kill thée Thus thus and thus a thousand times I le stab thée Iane I forgiue thée what fort is so strong But with besieging he will batter it Wéepe not sweete Iane alas I know thy sexe Toucht with the selfesame weaknes that thou art And if my state had béen as meane as thine And such a beautie to allure his eye Though I may promise much to mine owne strength What might haue hapt to me I cannot tell Nay feare not for I speake it with my hart And in thy sorrow truly beare a part Ia. Most high and mightie Quéene may I beléeue There can be found such mercie in a woman And in a Quéene more then in a wife So déeply wrongd as I haue wronged you In this bright christall myrror of your mercie I sée the greatnesse of my sinne the more And makes my fault more odious in mine eyes Your princely pitie now doth wound me more Then all your threatnings euer did before Q. Rise my swéet Iane I say thou shalt not knéele Oh God for bid that Edwards Quéene should hate Her whom she knowes he both so dearely loue My loue to her may purchase me his loue Iane speake well vnto the King of me and mine Remember not my sonnes ore-hastie spéech Thou art my sister and I loue thée so I know thou maiest doe much with my déere Lord Speake well of vs to him in any case And I and mine will loue and cherish thee Iane All I can do is all too little too Tut to requite the least part of this grace The dearest thoughts that harbour in this breast Shall in your seruice onely be exprest Enter King Edward angerly his Lords following and sir Robert Brackenburie King What is my Iane with her it is too true See where she hath her downe vpon her knees Why how now Besse what will ye wrong my Iane Come hither loue what hath she done to thee Iane fals on her Knees to the King Iane Oh royall Edward loue loue thy beauteous Quéene The onely perfect myrrour of her kind For all the choysest vertues can be nam'de Oh let not my bewitching lookes withdraw Your deare affections from your déerer Queene But to requite the grace that she hath showne To me the worthlesse creature on this earth To banish me the Court immediately Great King let me but beg one boone of thee That Shoares wife nere do her more iniurie As Iane kneeles on one side the king so the Queene steps and kneeles on the other Qu. Nay then I le beg against her royall Edward
Iockie loden Bla. Welcome good Iockie what good newes bring you Iockie Marrie mastres my gude mastres gréets ye mastres and praies ye mastres till dight vppe her Chamber for shee l lig we ye to night mastres And here 's her catte skinne till she come Enter Iane Iane Why how now loyterer make ye no more haste When will my trunkes and all my stuffe be brought If you thus loyter go make hast withall Iockie Marie sall aye gynne yée le be bud petient a while Exit Iane Now gentle mistris Blage the onely friend That fortune leaues mée to relie vpon My counsels Closet and my Towre of strength To whom for safetie I retire my selfe To be secure in these tempestuous times O smile on mee and giue me gentle lookes If I be welcome then with chéerefull heart And willing hand shew me true signes thereof Bla. Doubt ye of welcome Ladie to your friend Nay to your seruant to your beadswoman To speake but truth your bounties bond woman Use me commaund me call my house your owne And all I haue swéete Ladie at your will Iane A way with titles lay by courtly tearmes The Case is altred now the King is dead And with his life my fauouring friends are fled No Madam now but as I was before Your faithfull kind companion poore Iane Shoare Bla. I loude you then and since and euer shall You are the woman though your fortunes fall You when my husbands lewde transgression Of all our wealth had lost possession By forfaiture into his Highnes hands Got restitution of our goods and lands He fled and died in France to heale that harme You helpte me to three mannors in fée farme The worst of which cléers thréescore pound a yéere Haue I not reason then to hold ye déere Yes happe what will vntill my life do end You are and shall be my best beloued friend Iane How if misfortune my folly do succéed Bla. Trust me true friends bide touch in time of need Iane If want consume the wealth I had before Bla. My wealth is yours and you shall spend my store Iane But the Protector prosecutes his hate Bla. With me liue secret from the worlds debates Iane You will be wearie of so badde a guest Bla. Then let me neuer on the earth be blest Iane Ah mistris Blage you tender me such loue As all my sorrowes from my soule remoue And though my portion be not verie large Yet come I not to you to be a charge Coyne plate and fewels prizde at lowest rate I bring with me to maintaine my estate Worth twentie thousand pound and my array If you suruiue to sée my dying day From you no pennie will I giue away Blage. And I thanke you that so my wealth increast Am worth I trow tenne thousand pounds at least I thinke like two warme widowes we may liue Vntill good fortune two good husbands giue For surely mistris Shoare your husbande 's dead When heard yee of him Iane Neuer since he fledde O mistris Blage now put you in my head That kils my heart why should I breath this ayre Whose lost good name no treasure can repaire Oh were he here with mee to lead his life Although hee neuer vsde mee as a wife But as a drudge to spurne mee with his feete Yet should I thinke with him that life were swéete Bla. How can ye once conceit so base a thing That haue béene kist and cokerd by a king Wéepe not you hurt your self by Gods blest mother Your husband 's dead woman thinke vpon another Let vs in to supper drinke wine cheere your heart And whilst I liue be sure I le take your part Exit Enter Brakenburie Shoare Dighton Forrest Tirill. Tir. Sir I assure ou t is my Lord Protectors warrant Bra. My friend I haue conferd it with his letters And t is his hand indéed I le not denie But blame mee not although I be precise In matters that so neerely do concerne mee Digh. My Lord Protector sir I make no doubt Dare iustifie his warrant though perhaps He doth not now acquaint you why he doth it Bra. I thinke sic there 's no subiect now in England Will vrge his Grace to shew what he dare doe Nor will I aske him why hee does it I would I might to ridde mee of my doubt aside For. Why sir I thinke he néeds no president For what he does I thinke his power is absolute inough Bra. I haue no power sir to examine it Nor will I do obey your warrant Which I wil keepe for my securitie Tir. You shall do well in that sir Bra. Here 's the keyes Sho. And yet I could wish my Lord Protector Had sent his warrāt thither by some other aside I do not like their lookes I tell you true Bra. Nor I Flud I assure thee For. What does that slaue mutter to his master Digh. I heare him say hée does not like our lookes Tir. Why not our lookes sir For. Sirra we heare you Sho. I am glad you doe sir all is one for that But if you did not hearken better now I neuer saw three faces in whose lookes Did euer sit more terror or more death God blesse the Princes if it bee his will I do not like these villaines Digh. Zounds stab the villane sirra do you braue vs Sh. I that 's your comming for you come to stab Forrest Stab him Shoare Nay then I le stabbe with thee Tirill. Zbloud cut his throat Braken. Hold Gentle men I pray you Shoare Sir I am hurt stabd in the arme Braken. This is not to be iustified my friends I To draw your weapons here within the Towre And by the law it is no lesse then death I cannot thinke the Duke will like of this I pray yee be content too much is done Tir. He might haue held his peace then and beene quiet Farewell farewell Shoare Hell and damnation follow murtherers Bra. Goe Flud get thee some surgeon to looke to thy wound Hast no acquaintance with some skilfull surgeon Keepe thy wound close and let it not take aire And for my owne part I will not stay here Whither wilt thou go that I may send to thee Sho. To one mistris Blages an Inne in Gracious streete There you shall finde mee or shall heare of mee Bra. Swéete Princely babes farewell I feare you sore I doubt these eies shall neuer sée you more Enter the two young Princes Edward and Richard in their gownes and cappes vnbuttond and vntrust Richard How does your Lordshippe Edward Well good brother Richard how does your selfe's You told me your headaked Richard Indeed it does my Lord feele with your hands how hot it is He laies his hand on his brothers head Edward Indeed you haue caught cold With sitting yester night to heare me read I pray thee go to bed swéet Dick poore little heart Richard You le giue me leaue to wait vpon your Lordship Edward I had more need brother to wait on you For
you are sicke and so am not I Richard O Lord me thinks this going to our bed How like it is to going to our graue Edward I pray thee do not speake of graues sweet heart Indeed thou frightest mee Ri. Why my Lord Brother did not our Tutor teach vs That when at night we want vnto our bed We still should thinke we sent vnto our graue Ed. Yes that 's true that we should do as euery christian ought To bee preparde to die at euery howre but I am heauie Richard Indeed and so am I Edward Then let vs say our praiers and go to bed They kneele and solemne musicke the while within the musicke ceaseth and they rise Richard What bléedes your Grace Edward I two drops and no more Richard God blesse vs both and I desire no more Edward Brother see here what Dauid saies and so say I Lord in thee will I trust although I die As the young Princes go out enter Tirill. Tirill. Go lay ye downe but neuer more to rise I haue put my hand into the foulest murder That euer was committed since the world The verie sencelesse stones here in the walles Breake out in teares but to behold the fact Me thinkes the bodies lying dead in graues Should rise and crie against us O harke harke A noyse within The Mandrakes shreeks are musicke to their cries The verie night is frighted and the starres Do drop like torches to behold this déed The verie Center of the earth doth shake Me thinks the Towre should rent downe from the toppe To let the heauen looke on this monstrous deede Enter at the one doore Dighton with Edward vnder his arme at the other doore Forrest with Richard Digh. Stand further damned rogue and come not néere me Fo. Nay stand thou further villaine stand aside Digh. Are we not both damned for this cursed deed Fo. Thou art the witnesse that thou bearst the King Digh. And what hearst thou Fo. It is too true oh I am damnde indeed He lookes downe on the boy vnder his arme Ti. I am as deepe as you although my hand Did not the deede Digh. O villaine art thou there Fo. A plague light on thee Ti. Curse not a thousand plagues will light vpon vs all They lay them downe The priest here in the Towre will burie them Let vs away Enter mistris Blage her two men bringing in Shoare alias Floud in a chaire his arme bleeding apace Bla. So set him here a while where is more aire How cheere you sir alacke he doth beginne To change his colour where is mistris Shoare Gone to her Closet for a precious Balme The same she said King Edward vsde himselfe Alacke I feare hée le die before shee come Ranne quickly for some Rosa-solis faint not sir Be of good comfort come good mistris Shoare What haue you there Iane Stand by and giue me leaue Bla. Unhappie me to lodge him in my house Iane I warrant you woman be not so afraid If not this bloud-stone hangde about his necke This balme will stanch it by the helpe of God Lift vp his arme whilst I do bath his wound The signe belike was here when he was hurt Or else some principal and chiefe veine is pierst Bla. How euer sure the surgeon was a knaue That lookt no better to him at the first Ia. Blame him not mistris Blage the best of them In such a case as this may bée to séeke Bla. Now God be blessed sée the crimson bloud That was precipitate and falling downe Into his arme retires into his face How fare you sir how do you féele your selfe Sh. Oh wherfore haue you wakt me from my sleepe And broke the quiet slumber I was in Me thought I sate in such a pleasant place So full of all delight as neuer eie Beheld nor heart of man could comprehend If you had let me go I felt no paine But being now reuok't my griefe renewes Iane Giue him some Rosa-solis mistris Blage And that will like wise animate the sprites And send alacritie vnto the heart That hath bin strugling with the pangs of death Bla. Here sir drinke this you néed not feare it sir It is no hurt sée I will be your taster Then drinke I pray you Ia. Now fellowes raise his body from the chair And gently let him walke a turne or two Bla. Good sooth mistris Shoare I did not thinke till now You had béene such a cunning skilde Phisitian Sho. Oh mistris Blage though I must néeds confesse It would haue béene more welcome to my soule If I had died and beene remoude at last From the confused troubles of this world Whereof I haue sustained no meane waight Then lingring here be made a packhorse still Of torments in comparison of which Death is but as the pricking of a thorne Yet I do thanke you for your taken paines And would to God I could requite your loue Bla. Sir I did you little good what was done Ascribe the benefit and praise thereof Unto this Gentlewoman kind mistris Shoare Who next to God preserude your féeble life Sho. How Mistris Shoare good friends let go your hold My strength is now sufficient of it selfe Oh is it she that still prolongs my woes Was it ordainde not onely at the first She should be my destruction but now twise When gracious destinies had brought about To ende this wearie pilgrimage of mine Must she and none but she preuent that good And stop my entrance to eternall blisse Oh lasting plague oh endlesse corrasiue It now repents me double that I scap'te Since life 's made death and lifes author hate Ia. Sir take my counsell and sit downe againe It is not good to be so bold of foot Vpon the sudden till you haue more strength Sho. Mistris I thanke you and I care not much If I be rulde by you sits downe Oh God that she should pittie me vnknowne That knowing me by her was ouerthrowne Or ignorantly she should regard this smart That heretofore sparde not to stab my heart Enter Brackenburie Bra. By your leaue mistris Blague I am somewhat bold Is there not a Gentleman within your house Cald M. Floud came hither hurt last night Bla. Is his name Floud I knew it not till now But here he is and well recouered Thanks to this Gentlewoman mistris Shoare Bra. Pardon me mistris Shoare I saw you not And trust me I am sorie at the heart So good a creature as your selfe hath béene Should be so vilely dealt with as you are I promise you the world laments your case Ia. How means you sir I vnderstand you not Lament my case for what for Edwards death I know that I haue lost a gracious friend But that is not to be remedied now Bra. No mistris Shoare it is for Richards hate That too much enuies your prosperitie Ia. I know he loues me not and for that cause I haue withdrawne me wholly from the court Bra. You haue not séene the Proclamation then Ia. The proclamation