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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B12027	The tragedie of Chabot admirall of France as it vvas presented by her Majesties Servants, at the private house in Drury Lane. Written by George Chapman, and Iames Shirly.; Chabot	Chapman, George, 1559?-1634.; Shirley, James, 1596-1666. aut	1639 (1639)	STC 4996; ESTC S107727	39,582	70

needfull meanes to live be ground Into your choking superfluities You both too rich they ruinde Adm. I conceive Sir Wee both may be enrich'd and raise our fortunes Even with our places in our Soveraignes favour Though past the height of others yet within The rules of Law and Iustice and approove Our actions white and innocent Fa. I doubt it While inforc'd shew perhaps which will I feare Prove in true substance but a Millers whitenesse More sticking in your clothes then conscience Adm. Your censure herein tasts some passion Sir And I beseech you nourish better thoughts Then to imagine that the Kings meere grace Sustaines such prejudice by those it honours That of necessitie we must pervert it With passionate enemies and ambitious boundlesse Avarice and every licence incident To fortunate greatnesse and that all abuse it For the most impious avarice of some Fa. As if the totall summe of favorites frailties Affected not the full rule of their Kings In their owne partially disposed ambitions And that Kings doe no hazard infinitely In their free realties of rights and honours Where they leave much for favourites powers to order Adm. But wee have such a master of our King In the Imperiall art that no power flies Out of his favour but his policie ties A criance to it to containe it still And for the reconcilement of us Sir Never were two in favour that were more One in all love of Iustice and true honour Though in the act and proâ—ecution Pehaps we differ Howsoever yet One beame us both creating what should let That both our soules should both one metâ—le beare And that one stampe one word one character Fa. I could almost be won to be a Courtier There 's some thing more in 's composition Then ever yet was favourites Enter a Courtier What 's hee Cour. I bring your Lordship a sign'd bill to â—ave The addition of your honor'd hand the counsell Have all before subscribed and full prepar'd it Ad. It seemes then they have weigh'd the importance of it And know the grant is just Cour. No doubt my Lord Or else they take therein the Constables word It being his suite and his power having wrought The King already to appose his hand Adm. I doe not like his working of the King For if it be a suite made knowne to him And fit to passe he wrought himselfe to it However my hand goes to no such grant But first I 'le know and censure it my selfe Cour. A he if thou beest goddesse of contention That Iove tooke by the haire and hurl'd from heaven Assume in earth thy empire and this bill Thy firebrand make to turne his love thus tempted Into a hate as horrid as thy furies Adm. Does this beare title of his Lordships suite Cour. It does my Lord and therefore he beseech'd The rather your dispatch Adm. No thought the rather But now the rather all powers against it The suite being most injust and he pretending In all his actions justice on the sudden After his so late vow not to violate it Is strange and vile and if the King himselfe Should owne and urge it I would stay and crosse it For t is within the free power of my office And I should straine his kingdome if I past it I see their poore attempts and giddy malice Is this the reconcilement that so lately He vow'd in sacred witnesse of the King Assuring me he never more would offer To passe a suite unjust which I well know This is above all and have often beene urg'd To give it passage be you Sir the Judge Fa. I wonot meddle With any thing of state you knew long since Adm. Yet you may heare it Sir Fa. You wonot urge My opinion then go to Adm. An honest merchant Presuming on our league of France with Spaine Brought into Spaine a wealthy ship to vent Her fit commodities to serve the country Which in the place of suffering their saile Were seas'd to recompence a Spanish ship Priz'd by a French man ere the league was made No suites no letters of our Kings could gaine Our merchants first right in it but his letters Vnreverently received the Kings selfe scandall Beside the leagues breach and the foule injustice Done to our honest merchant who endured all Till some small time since authoris'd by our counsell Though not in open Court he made a ship out And tooke a Spaniard brings all home and sues To gaine his full prov'd losse full recompence Of his just prize his prize is staid and ceaz'd Yet for the Kings disposure and the Spaniard Makes suite to be restor'd her which this bill Would fâ—ine get granted faining as they hop'd With my allowance and way given to make Our Countrey mans in Spaine their absolute prize Fa. I were absolute injustice Adm. Should I passe it Fa. Passe life and state before Adm. If this would seeme His Lordships suite his love to me and justice Including plots upon me while my simplenesse Is seriously vow'd to reconcilement Love him good vulgars and abhorre me still For if I court your slatterie with my crimes Heavens love before me fly till in my tombe I sticke pursuing it and for this bill Thus say t was shiver'd blesse us equall heaven Exit Fa. This could I cherish now above his losse You may report as much the bill discharg'd Sir Exeunt Actus Secundus Enter King and Queen Secretary with the Torne bill Kin. IS it enâ— so Que. Good heaven how tame you are Doe Kings of France reward foule Traitors thus Kin. No Traitor y' are too loude Chabots no Traitor He has the passions of a man about him And multiplicitie of cares may make Wise men forget themselves come be you patient Qu. Can you be so and see your selfe thus torne Kin. Our selfe Qu. There is some left if yoâ— dare owne Your royall character is not this your name Kin. T is Francis I confesse Qu. Be but a name If this staine live upon 't affronted by Your subject shall the sacred name of King A word to make your nation bow and tremble Be thus profain'd are lawes establish'd To punish the defacers of your image But dully set by the rude hand of others Vpon your coine and shall the character That doth include the blessing of all France Your name thus written by your royall hand Design'd for Justice and your Kingdomes honour Not call up equall anger to reward it Your Counsellors of state contemn'd and slighted As in this braine more circumscrib'd all wisedome And pollicy of Empire and your power Subordinate and subject to his passion Kin. Come it concernes you not Qu. Is this the consequence Of an attonement made so lately betweene The hopefull Mountmorencie and his Lordship Vrge by your selfe with such a precious sanction Come he that dares doe this wants not a heart But opportunitie Kin. To doe what Qu. To teare your crowne off Kin. Come your language doth taste more Of rage and womanish flame than

THE TRAGEDIE OF CHABOT ADMIRALL OF FRANCE As it vvas presented by her Majesties Servants at the private House in Drury Lane Written by George Chapman and James Shirly LONDON Printed by Tho. Cotes for Andrew Crooke and William Cooke 1639. Speakers ASall Allegre King Queene Treasuror Chancellor Admirall Father Generall Chabot Iudges Officers Secretary Vshers Constable Courtiers Porter Guard THE TRAGEDIE OF PHILIP CHABOT ADMIRALL of FRANCE Actus Primus Enter Asall and Allegre Asall NOw Phillip Chabot Admirall of France The great and onely famous Favorite To Francis first of that Imperiall name Hath found a fresh competitor in glory Duke Montmorancie Constable of France Who drinkes as deepe as he of the streame Royall And may in little time convert the strength To raise his spring and blow the others fall Al. The world would wish it so that will not patiently Endure the due rise of a vertuous man As If he be vertuous what is the reason That men affect him not why is he lost Toth ' generall opinion and become Rather their hate than love Al. I wonder you Will question it aske a ground or reason Of men bred in this vile degenerate age The most men are not good and it agrees not With impious natures to allow what 's honest T is an offence enough to be exalted To regall favours great men are not safe In their owne vice where good men by the hand Of Kings are planted to survey their workings What man was ever fixt 'i th Sphere of honour And precious to his Soveraigne whose actions Nay very soule was not expos'd to every Common and base dissection and not onely That which in Nature hath excuse and in Themselves is priviledg'd by name of frailtie But even Vertues are made crimes and doom'd Toth ' fate of Treason As A bad age the while I aske your pardon Sir but thinkes your judgement His love to Justice and Corruptions hate Are true and hearty Al. Iudge your selfe by this One argument his hearty truth to all For in the heart hath anger his wisest seate And gainst unjust suites such brave anger fires him That when they seeke to passe his place and power Though mov'd and urg'd by the other minion Or by his greatest friends and even the King Leade them to his allowance with his hand First given in Bill assign'd even then his spirit In nature calme as any Summers evening Puts up his Whole powers like a Winters sea His bloud boyles over and his heart even cracks At the injustice and he teares the Bill And would doe were he for 't to be torne in peâ—ces As T is brave I sweare Al. Nay it is worthy your wonder That I must tell you further there no Needle In a Sunne Diall plac'd upon his steele In such a tender posture that doth tremble The timely Diall being held amisse And will shake ever till you hold it right More tender than himsefe in any thing That he concludes in Iustice for the State For as a fever held him hee will shake When he is signing any things of weight Least humane frailty should misguide his justice As You have declar'd him a most noble â—usticer Al. He truely weighes and feeles Sir what a charge The subjects livings are being even their lives Laid on the hand of power which abus'd Though seene blood flow not from the justice seate T is in true sence as grievous and horrid As It argues nothing lesse but since your Lord Is diversly reported for his parts What 's your true câ—nsure of his generall worth Vertue and Iudgement Al. As of a Picture wrought to opticke reason That to all passers by seemes as they move Now woman now a Monster now a Divell And till you stand and in a right line view it You cannot well judge what the maine forme is So men that view him but in vulgar passes Casting but laterall or partiall glances At what he is suppose him weake unjust Bloody and monstrous but stand free and fast And judge him by no more than what you know Ingenuously and by the right laid line Of truth he truely will all stiles deserve Of wise just good a man both soule and nerve As Sir I must joyne in just beleefe with you But what 's his rivall the Lord high Constable Al. As just and well inclin'd when hee 's himselfe Not wrought on with the counsells and opinions Of other men and the maine difference is The Admirall is not flexible nor wonne To move one scruple when he comprehends The honest tract and justnesse of a cause The Constable explores not so sincerely The course hee runnes but takes the minde of others By name Iudiciall for what his owne Iudgement and knowledge should conclude As A fault In my apprehension anothers knowledge Applied to my instruction cannot equall My owne soules knowledge how to informe Acts The Sunnes rich radiance shot through waves most faire Is but a shaddow to his beames i th' ayre His beames that in the ayre we so admire Is but a darkenesse to his flame in fire In fire his fervour but as vapour flies To what his owne pure bosome rarifies And the Almighty wisedom having given Each man within himselfe an apter light To guide his acts than any light without him Creating nothing not in all things equall It seems a fault in any that depend On others knowledge and exile their owne Al. T is nobly argued and exemplified But now I heare my Lord and his young rivall Are to be reconcil'd and then one light May serve to guide them both As I wish it may the King being made first mover To forme their reconcilement and enflame it With all the sweetnesse of his praise and honour Al. See t is dispatch'd I hope the King doth grace it Loud Musicke and Enter Vshers before the Secretary Tresuror Chancellor Admirall Constable hand in hand the King following others attend Kin. This doth expresse the noblest fruit of peace Cha. Which when the great begin the humble end In joyfull imitation all combining A gardian beyond the Thrigian knot Past wit to lose it or the sword be still so Tre. T is certaine Sir by concord least things grow Most great and flourishing like trees that wrap Their forehead in the skies may these doe so Kin. You heare my Lord all that is spoke contends To celebrate with pious vote the attonement So lately and so nobly made betweene you Ad. Which for it selfe Sir resolve to keepe Pure and inviolable needing none To encourage or confirme it but my owne Love and allegiance to your sacred counsell Kin. T is good and pleases like my dearest health Stand you firme on that sweete simplicitie Con. Past all earth pollicie that would infringe it Kin. T is well and answers all the doubts suspected Enter one that whispers with the Admirall And what moves this close message Phillip Adm. My wives Father Sir is closely come to Court King Is he come to the Court whose

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