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A01509	The commody of the moste vertuous and godlye Susanna neuer before this tyme printed. Compiled by Thomas Garter. Eyght persons may easyly play it. 1. The Prologue and the Saylour for one. 2. Ioachim and Iudex for another, 3. Sathan and Uoluptas another, 4. Sensualitas alone. 5 Susanna alone. 6. Helchia, True Report, Ancilla, another, 7. Ill Reporte the uyce, and Cryer, another. 8. Helchias wyfe, Danyell, Seruus, Serua, for another.	Garter, Thomas.	1578 (1578)	STC 11632.5; ESTC S120868	31,772	48

ten pounde Teach them a way themselues to confounde For these are the two that Susan shall proue By all manner meanes to coole their hose loue And if they obtayne what get they than A Tabernacle forsooth with my Dad Sathan and if they doe not but she it discrye The rygor of Law shall force them to dye Lo thus you doe sée I haue gone the deuice That Mistresse Susan shall sore intice Sende them good lucke Dad be thou their spéede And graunt that with shame they may ende for their méede And thus because thinges doe grow fast vpon Farewell my maysters I will be gone Here goeth out Euill Reporte and Ioachim entreth Ioach. ¶ The waighty charge that God hath giuen to such as doe liue here And ioyned are the pore to guyde doth fret my hart with feare The charge we haue to helpe the iust and vyce to punish to O Lorde thou knowest it is to great for mortall men to do The Princes thought to liue at ease the pore man to take payne But daungerous is the Princes lyfe and daungerous once agayne O God let it not séeme to thée that I would chaunge my fate But if it be thy will good Lorde rid me from Rulers state The two Iudges come in Volup. ¶ God saue your goodnesse worthy syr God still augment your dayes Sensu. ¶ God send you Nestors tyme to raigne with helpe in all assayes Ioach. ¶ In froth right 〈◊〉 pity are you come I thought your absence long For when I am in place alone my passyons séeme full strong I cannot rid out of my brayne the charge of our degrée How rightly we should rule the world which crooked is to sée I promise you if I might speake without offence of God There is no sharper punishment then is the Rulers rod Yea let vs doe euen what we can to rule ech thing aright Thou knowest Lorde the waight is such it passeth much our might Sensu. ¶ Why Syr me thinkes you doe offend because you thus repyne Agaynst the doinges of that God whose workes are all deuyne He hath plaste you for chiefest here and vs to be your ayde We may not shrinke lyke fearefull ones but beare the burthen layde We may not thinke the burthen great nor yet the tyme to long That God shall keepe vs in this state but sée we doe no wrong 〈…〉 alas who liueth now and doth the people guyde But that agaynst his will O Lord his foote shall sometyme slyde The matters are so croockt and vyle that commeth forth ech day As how to ende without some wrong I know not well the way ¶ A Iudges state is straight indéede and to be lookte vpon But if so straight as you doe feare then were we wo begon But this I thinke if euidence our matters doe desyde Our ground is sure our path is straight our sentence cannot slyde ¶ Your if doth well but if your if do misse in any case How should we end our iorney straight and haue a crooked race But replye on wordes with wordes doth vaynely spende the tyme And tyme ill spent you know right well is eake a greeuous cryme What thinges we haue to do you know what matters to discusse The number of them Lorde thou knowest I thinke to much for vs Well it is our charge you know and therefore doe you two Peruse eche playnt with such effect as Iudges ought to do And when you haue with diligence done it with good aduyce I will you ayde to cut of doubtes if any doe aryse With that Sensuality and Voluptas sitteth downe at a Table turning of bokes and Ioachim kneeling on his knees sayeth ¶ O God when thou madste man of nought thou framdste him in suche blisse As he should still ●isy thy grace and feele no heauinesse Unto thy lykenesse him thou madste among thy workes of wonder And settest him in Paradice where is no thyrst 〈◊〉 hunger This ioyfull lyfe did he leade still till death the Deuill and Hell By disobeying of thy doome did spite his state so well He fell from that and now is come into such weakenesse Lord As what a loue of him doth come by thée it is abhorde Therefore good Lorde since thou haste plaste me for a Ruler here Graunt that no word may passe my mouth without thy loue and feare Here entreth Susanna and her two maydes Susanna ¶ I cannot but must marueyle much of Ioachim my Lorde And why he commeth not home to dyne according to his worde Was it not at 〈◊〉 a Clock that he sayd he would dyne How thinke you both in fayth is it not a little past that tyme Serua. ¶ Not much Madam he is not soont to breake his promyse iust Ancilla ¶ No no Madam he will ere long be with you you may trust Susanna ¶ What yonder he is me thinkes Serua. ¶ It is he in very deede With that she goeth to him and maketh Curtesy Susanna ¶ I will not say vnto you now what you did cause me thinke In déede I will conceale it now and at the matter winke Ioach. ¶ What Susan doest thou chyde me now I will fell thée my mynde That women there be none at all but shrewes they are by kynde Susanna ¶ Well well to auoyde this controuersye I will confesse that cryme And I pray you hartily to aryse and let vs home to dyne Note that from the entraunce of Susanna the Iudges eyes shall neuer be of her till her departure whispering betweene themselues as though they talked of her Ioach. ¶ What is it dinner tyme so soone me thinkes it scantly noone Susanna ¶ Yes good my Lord I pray you now make ready and go we soone With this Ioachim Susanna and her two Maydes go to the Table to the two Elders Ioach. ¶ Loe now my maysters you may sée the state of marryed men My wyfe is come I must be gone I must yéelde to her when Volup. ¶ And reason good forsooth it is for euery man to doe In some thing as his wyfe shall will his willing hart vnto ¶ Ye speake it well in very déede but it were harde to fynde If both your wordes and hart did gree in vttering this your mynde ¶ If he speake not his thought Madam I dare beshrew his harte For as he sayd I thinke in déede and shall doe for my parte ¶ Your conclusyon now I sée is that I should obay 〈◊〉 wyse in this her small request well well I say not nay But Susan come let vs go home the sooner shall we dyne As I doe you so shall you me obay another tyme ¶ And reason good in fayth my Lorde both now and alwayes to That I should follow your behestes as reason wils me do ¶ Well farewell my Maysters till after noone I trust you will dyne and be here agayne soone ¶ I warrant you we will not be long ¶ If we should we should do you wrong Here Ioachim Susanna and her two maydes depart and the Iudges make vp their

beséech you here me speake Me thinkes he telleth still the tale that he at fyrst did breake Daynell ¶ Yea one man may still in one tale in onely order tell But yet his Mate will not agrée doe therefore marke him well ¶ Hoe Cryer bring in Uoluptas there Iudex ¶ Anon my Lorde see how he commeth here Ill Rep. ¶ Stande forth Uoluptas and aunswere for thy selfe Iudex ¶ Thou must stand forth and show thée lyke an elfe Ill Rep. ¶ Oh wicked séede of Canaan and not of Iuda kynde Danyell Fayrenesse hath thyne eyes deceaude and lust hath made thée blynd With Israels daughters thus you delt and they for feare consent But Iuda Daughter would not byde your po●●es ●o 〈◊〉 Now if such thing thou sawest by her as thou haste made reporte What kynd of tree I pray thée waste where vnder they did sport ¶ Under a pomgranate tree she vsed fylthy sporte And take her part that taketh it list it was in shamefull sorte 〈◊〉 ¶ Loe now thou lyest naughty man thy tongue hath thee betrayde And calls thy fellowes talke before your fylthy lust bewrayde And now your fylthy lust is spyde we see it very well Oh wicked wight oh diuelish deede oh act that soundes to hell Gods Aungell standeth with his sworde euen prest to spill thy blood And to dismember both your corpes which earst was neuer good ¶ Cryer call in the Bayly with Sensualitas Now God be praysed and thankes I giue to thée oh Danyell And for this act I am most bound Gods glory forth to tell He hath saued here the innocent blood which in him put her trust And by the wordes of their owne mouth hath cast downe the vniust Now prayse be to his name therefore both now and eake alway Let all the world that know his might Amen with vs here say 〈◊〉 ¶ Here my Lord here is Sensualitas ¶ Set him by Uoluptas Shall it please you Danyell now their Sentence for to giue For all the world must néedes confesse they are not meete to liue 〈◊〉 ¶ No Iudex I haue done Gods will proceede you in your charge And giue them sentence to the death doe you your selfe discharge ¶ Sensualitas and Uoluptas to I speake vnto you twayne How falsly you accused her all men doe now see playne And God him selfe to saue her blood hath wonderfully wrought And you that sought to spill the same are also come to nought Well God forgiue your wicked déede and giue your selues to pray For of your course of mortall lyfe this same is the last day For hence you shall vnto the place where such doe vse to dye As doe transgresse the Princes lawes euen forthwith by and by And there with stones you shall be stonde while lyfe and 〈◊〉 doth last Hoe there away with them I say let it be done in haste Here goeth out Iudex and Danyell and Ill Reporte and the Bayly leade the two Iudges to execution Ill Rep. ¶ Come of with the mischiefe Is it now more gréefe For you two to dye Then other you thought Whome you accused for nought Mary fye for shame fye Be of good cheare You shall be past feare Within this halfe hower Much good do your hartes That thus doe take partes In euery stower They that shall spye You Iudges to dye For transgressing the law Shall say that by might In stéede of good right You kept men in awe Then he brings them to the stake Now holde vp your handes And receiue your bandes Now throw on your stones And there is for me One as much as thrée Shall breake all their bones Volup. ¶ Soft I pray thée yet a whyle I pray thée holde thy handes And suffer vs to call on God vpon vs now it standes And Lord receiue vs yet at last that earst did neuer know Thy goodnesse nor thy mightie hand our welth did blynde vs so I haue bene giuen in all my time my flesh to follow still Now Lorde forgiue my sences all I leaue me to thy will My sinnes are more then I can tell my sorrowes passing great The shiuering passions of my bones doth cause my flesh to sweate Now Lorde into thy handes I leaue my sobbing sorrowfull spirite Receaue it Lord and from the Fiend defend me with thy mighte Sensua. ¶ And to me Lord doe not account the number of my sinnes Reiect the same and heare me now for now my plaint begins And though the falshood of the flesh in welth would let me know Yet in this my extremitie doe thou thy mercie show The whole doe néede no medicine it is bought for thée sicke So mercie Lorde doe helpe the froward and those against the kick Not iustice Lord but mercie we doe craue to ease our bandes And by thy mercie both we yéelde our soules into thy handes Ill Rep. ¶ Are ye readie yet Volup. ¶ Yea when you will Here they stone them and the Vyce lets a stone fall on the Baylies foote and fall togither by the eares and when the Iudges are deade the Vyce putteth on one of their Gownes ¶ Now the world is rid of a couple of Knaues we sée ¶ And yet one to much alyue by thée ¶ Nay nay my friend and brother A Knaue is one and you 〈◊〉 another I could but maruayle of the wordes they did speake Before they did dye and whence they did breake ¶ Why foole knowest thou not yet that nature will teach Thee when thou goest to hanging how thou shouldste preach ¶ Hanging quoth a mary I trust or I dye To see thy good face hang full hye Here entreth Seruus and true Reporte ¶ I promise you I feare me much that Ill Reporte is fled If not I haue commissyon to hang all but his head ¶ Who who Diuell who How doth the world go Must Ill Reporte dye No no I trow The world goes not so Then all were awry For neyther of Prince nor King Nor of any other thing But my tongue shall walke The prowdest of them all Shall not giue me such a fall Or shall let me to talke 〈◊〉 Rep. ¶ Except I be deceaued much that same is Ill Reporte That standes in yonder scarlet gowne and prates in such a sorte Come neare and we will sée in déede whether it be he or no For if it be I tell thee true he shall no further go For why the Iudge hath giuen in charge where so we could him spye We should for his demerites sake hang him by and by ¶ It is he in déede I thinke I will aske him the questyon Seruus ¶ Syr what is your name Ill Rep. ¶ A Iudge Knaue thou seest I am the very same I am had in great pryce both in Cittie and in towne I am a Magistrate doest not sée by my gowne Tru Rep. ¶ By my troth I thinke more grauitie consistes in your co●e Then abydes in your hart or goes thorow your throate You may be honest and sober but your countenaunce doth giue That you

did giue it me Volup. ¶ Why friend shall we lose our Money III Rep. ¶ Why foole though I know not Phisick I know a connye Sensua. ¶ Mayster Uoluptas for the Money force not he is a good fellow And will otherwyse deserue it I doe right well know Volup. ¶ I will say no more of it but doe remitte the same But I pray thee tell me what is thy name ¶ Mary Syr a woman ¶ What act thou a man and haste a womans name ¶ Why syr are you a woman and haue a man to your Dame ¶ Nay I pray thee iest not but tell me thy name ¶ In fayth syr she can doe you no pleasure for she goeth with crooches ¶ 〈◊〉 go●th vpon crooches I pray thee tell ¶ Mary my Dame syr her Arse is not well For she had a vengeaunce bote payne betwéene her legges And her Surgeon hath magmed her with driuing in pegges ¶ Thou art a merry fellow I aske thée thy name ¶ By my Fathers soule syr I know not the same But yet I will talke lyke a mayster of arte Though my cheefe erudition hath bene at the Carte Twert I●fa●de Redding any Portsmouth You shall fynde my name I tell you forsooth ¶ If thou werte gentle thou wouldst not sende me so farre But friendly declare and show what you are ¶ Why whether I be friendly or no in fayth thou arte foolish And mad to I thinke that vnderstandest not English Take the fyrst Syllable of these Townes thrée And what my name is thou shalt playnely see ¶ I will rid the stryfe and tell in playner sorte His name as I tolde you is Ill Reporte ¶ What playne Ill Report no mayster at all in fayth for all your bloody gowne I will ray you on the scall ¶ Why gentle Mayster Ill Reporte it is a friendly parte With playne wordes to salute a friend proceeding from the harte And I dare speake in your behalfe although you seeme to sweare That friendly you do take his wordes as we doe friendship beare ¶ Geue me thy hande my friend I sweare by my Dad and Lorde Thou art arse honest a man as is in the vn●arshole worlde Thou louest me and thou louest me and I loue thée and I loue thée And is not Ill Reporte Voluptuousnesse and Sensualitie A glorious and blessed trinitie a pestelence on you both ¶ Let vs leaue now mayster Ill Reporte ¶ Why Knaue doste thou check me in such a sorte Sensu. ¶ No syr but we haue waighty masters to discus And for your wysedomes sake we account you cheefe of vs And because it concerneth womens kynde I know you as good as any man may fynde Ill Rep. ¶ In womens geare I am alone it is my whole delight And I will helpe you in that case be it wrong or right Volup. ¶ Well then I will be shorte vnto thée man We burne both with lust to Susan Ill Rep. ¶ And Uenus with Bacchus for wyne and Ceres for Corne Is alwayes colde and thou burnest after a horne Volup. ¶ Why syr why say you so Ill Rep. ¶ Thyne owne wordes in such sort go Didst not thou say to me euen now man That thou waste in loue and could not get thy shoes on Volup. ¶ No syr no I speake of Susanna Ill Rep. ¶ Who syr the countrey hath no peare a And is not a Neates feather I pray thée a Better to pull on thy shoes a Then to pull them on with thy fyngers end a. Volup. ¶ We talke of Ioachims wyfe whose name in Latten is Susan Ill Rep. ¶ Oh oh Est nomen Mulieris And you would haue tactus ipsius ventris You loue well Salmon of the meses For a womans belly your dyet doth please But if you meane to haue my helpe to fortefy your forte All that I can doe is to giue her an ill Reporte By which meanes if you proue and cannot speede That she desyres you the peoples cares I will feede Whereby and by your demure countenaunce You shall by loue or feare obtayne your desyred dalyaunce Sensua. ¶ Oh excellent wit and friendship irrecompensible We will requyte you with the lyke i● euer we be able Ill Rep. ¶ By my troth you say very well for so do the common sorte in recompence of a good turne giue an ill reporte Well get you packing to dinner and when you fynde her alone Spéede your purpose if you may and let me alone For I will cloke your doinges and hers shall be the blame You shall doe the fault and she shall haue the shame Well once agayne adue ¶ And to be short as much agayne to you Here go out the Iudges and the Vice taryeth still ¶ Must not a common welth Be néedes in good health That haue such Rulers They are syck of the sweat And to auoyde their heat They must haue coolers They must néedes spéede well That know I come from hell And seeke myne aduyce Well doe them not blame For to open shame I will them intyce And so at the last I shall bring to passe My Fathers desyre For Susan or the Iudge To please his olde grudge Shall burne in his fyre What seace Knaue seace Holde thy tongue and be peace What is he comes here It is Ioachim alas I will be gone by the Masse It is he that I feare Ioachim entreth and the Vice runneth out ¶ Seuen tymes is sayd that in one day the iust man doth offend Then seuen tymes seuen doe I alas good Lorde doe it amend And graunt that what I take in hande or what I shall begin May guyded be by thy good grace and so I shall not sinne Well to sée what my mates haue done to helpe ech pore mans case I will absent my selfe a whyle and get me from this place But yet before that I go hence Lord shield me with thy might And graunt me by thy wonted grace to iudge eche thing aright I passe not of this pomped worlde nor might that is therein I séeke good Lorde by thy good grace in heauen a place to win And therefore I assure my self my hope shall be no lesse That if thou guide me with thy grace I shall obtayne thy blesse And so shall all that vertue séekes and liue here on the ground And they that doe the contrary God will them sure confound Well waighty busynesse cals me hence to God I leaue you all Who graunt vs all to stand vpright and not in sinne to fall Here goeth out Ioachim and Susannas two mayds enter Ancilla ¶ When fyrst I came into the Court where we doe serue and dwell What I did thinke would moue you laugh if I that tale should tell ●erua. ¶ To laugh sometyme is medsonable therefore thou mayest do well Thy merry thought to vtter now that tyme doth serue to tell Ancilla ¶ I heard once in my fathers house a Gentleman declare The worthy customes of the court and ●ake the Princely fare The gorgeous Garmentes of eche Dame their

will grow worse and worse so long as you do liue Ill Rep. ¶ Gogs wounds knaue vyld knaue to doest thou speake blasphemy I am as honest a man as is in all this countrey And for the antiquitie of the house I was borne in Was a famous house before thou was heard of or any of thy kin And thou doest not well to vse me in this sorte Seruus ¶ Why syr is not your name Ill Reporte Ill Rep. ¶ My name is mayster Ill Reporte in déede Seruus ¶ Hearst thou True Report this is the man we loke for True Rep ¶ Mary then is it he that I come for Ill Rep. ¶ My good fellow why what is thy name True Rep ¶ True Reporte I am the very same Ill Rep. ¶ Gogs wounds Cosin Hugh Reporte how the Deuill met we here I thinke thou sawest not Willyam Reporte this seuen yeare Me thought by thy spéeche we should be acquaynted Though prolixitie of tyme thy Uisage had taynted Oh Cosyn Hugh why good Cosin Hugh take it in good part That I fawne thus on thée for I loue thée with all my hart True Rep ¶ Thou arte a false wretch and not my Cosin I sweare He would haue Ill and true to be Cosyns is not this good geare Ill Rep. ¶ Oh Cosin Hugh it gréeues me thou wantest lerning art so prety a man I will tell thée foole how thy name is Hugh and myne Wylliam Though thou knowest it not thy selfe I may not much blame thée It is so long ago since thou waste in my countrey His no Letter but an asperation Which may be left out in many a fashion Helin with an H harke and be attentiue Or Elin without an H is not offensyue So whether the H be put in or the H be left out The worde standes indifferent this is no doubt Now take the H from thy name then it standes lyke an Ewe And some friend hath put in Tr and so calles thée trew As by a familyer example I know a false knaue or two That are Hostlers in Innes yet men call them trew Therefore leaue of Tragayne fye man for shame And be cald Hugh agayne for that is thy Christen name And now to my owne name first we are children then grow to men And Wyll for Wylliam is heard often then And Children at fyrst when they learne to prattle In stéede of Will doe ill often tattle Thus being yong and called Ill for Will Men for a custome doe call me so still And it contentes me well to heare the same Because for my purpose it often doth frame And I my selfe did neuer séeke it to amend Because by good learning I can it defende Aphaeresis is a figure which Latinestes vse And Apocope another which they will not refuse The one from the beginning of a word a sillable may cut The other from the end another may shut Now twixt Aphaeresis and Appocope you may sée full playne That Ill for Wylliam is vsde without shame Loe thus doe you sée that we both haue take maymes By figuratiue calling of our Christen names But as for that kindreds doe not alwayes agrée In their christen names as euery man doth sée But in the syr name consanguinitie doth grow And so euery kinseman his kinseman doth know As Thomson to Thomson and so in in lyke sorte ● gentle mayster Wyllyam thou Hugh Reporte ¶ Such a diffinition heard you neuer I trow Syr you can make a Silligismus in Buccardo ¶ I beshrew your hart you smell of learning This Knaue hath bene at Oxforde I giue you warning In Buccardo quoth you I sweare by saint Megge Once was I there a yeare fast tyed by the legge And at my comming forth I scaped a check That had not héeles helped handes my ar●● had breke my neck True Rep ¶ Exore tuo te iudeco thou hast bene an olde théefe Seruus ¶ Now shalt thou be hanged in signe of releefe Loe True Reporte for all his great cunning Himselfe hath bewrayed his knauery in something Tru Rep. ¶ Ill Report troth will be troth whosoeuer say no And thou must be hanged before thou doe go Ill Rep. ¶ Nay by the masse then haue I ill luck If wordes will not serue I will fight a pluck Bayly ¶ Nay then let me come and helpe For though my tongue be ill and I cannot vse talking Yet I loue to be where fystes are walking Here they struggle togither the Gaylour casts the Rope about Ill Reports neck Ill Rep. ¶ Why Knaue wilt thou choke me Bayly ¶ No not yet syr but I will by and by Ill Rep. ¶ Yet for pittie sake let me fyrst say my Pater noster Seruus ¶ Content I fayth we will beare with him till than Ill Rep. ¶ Now by my Fathers soule thou art an honest man And since thou doest so gently that tyme to me giue I will not say my Pater noster whyle I haue a day to liue And if you shall at any tyme heare that I so do Then hang me hardely and draw me to True Rep ¶ Fye on him Knaue away with the villayne Ill Rep. ¶ Sée the Knaue himselfe can now call me Willyam I fayth Cosyn True I shall but prepare your way Your selfe will be hanged to another day Here they haue him to hanging the Deuill entreth saying Oh oh oh Diuell ¶ How long haue I with toyling payne sought Susans blood to get What engines snares and other craftes about that haue I set And yet that God still doth me wrong he doth my force withstande And them that I doe seeke to get he keepes them in his hande He suffers some to leane to me as they would come alone And when I thinke with them to méete by him my pray is gone Oh God wilt thou not yet thy spight leaue of wilt thou yet still Seeme for to offer as thou doest and yet denye my will Well Ill Reporte thou villayne boy thy bones I meane to gnaw Because of that I gaue thée charge I am no whit in aw Why stand I heare and suffer him all this whyle to take rest His soule his bones his flesh and all by me shall be possest And what there is in Hell to harme or punish him withall Or what I may deuyse anew his flesh shall séele it all Oh Boy oh Knaue oh foolish Sot shouldst thou be put in trust And haste not wit to bring to passe that thing I after lust Well well thou villayne Boy and wretch I ioy thy selfe art come And what I would haue done to her thou shalt haue all and some From hence therefore euen presently my iorney I will take And hye me fast for tyme it is to myne infernall lake The Deuill goeth forth and Ioachim Susanna Helchia his wife enter ¶ Whē stormy clouds doth show their force boisterous winds work care Then ech man sayth when these are past the wether wil be faire And semblably my Lord my God amidst my heauy cheare I hopte at length as now it doth my quiet would appeare I haue to thanke thy maiesty for euery kinde of gifte But chéefely for myne honest wyfe my harte to thée I lifte How didst thou Lorde agaynst her foes her simplenesse defende How didst thou cleane deliuer her euen at her latter ende I thanke thée Lord yet once agayne thou haste deserued so That from thy prayse my hart nor lippes shall hence forth neuer go ¶ Nay then am I good Lord moste bound to yéelde thée harty prayse That haste by helping this my chyld prolonged these my dayes Sorry I was to heare her fault more sorry for her death Her fault was none and she liues still what ioy lyke this on earth To serue thée still as I haue done it is my whole pretence Thou art my strength my hope my ayde I séeke no other defence Vxor. ¶ Myne are the ioyes and yours none God hath giuen all to me For greater ioyes then I doe féele there surely none can be My Daughter was giuen to the death thou kepst her with thy might Thou helpest her for thy mercy sake because her cause was right Thus I confesse and will doe still whyle lyfe in me doth raigne Thou onely God haste strength ynough to rid ech wight from payne Susanna ¶ No no good Lord aboue the rest to prayse thee I am bound That me doest helpe myraculously and eake my foes confound I was but dead and thou to lyfe restoredst me silly wight What is she then that beareth breth that more can shew thy might And this thyne acte shall so increase within me euermore And from thy lawes I will not slyde although I dye therefore Ioach. ¶ Also good Lorde amongst thy giftes which euery day are seene We haue to prayse thy mighty grace for our most noble Queene Defende her Lorde in all affayres giue passage to thy word And cut them short that will her wo graunt this O liuing Lord Helchia ¶ And to her noble counsayle Lord giue wisedome and good helth Graunt that they doe may glory thée and mende the common welth Vxor. ¶ And for the commons of this realme O Lord graunt my request But what thou and the Prince doth will they iudge it for the best Susanna ¶ And for this company gathered here doe I my prayer make God graunt them their lyfe in quietnes and then their soules do take They goe out and the Prologue entreth ¶ Heare haue you heard good Audience the end of this our worke Wherein we trust no cause of gréefe in any poynt doth lurke And though we cannot bewtify the same with musickes song Beare with our rudenesse in that part we troubled you not long And if our Authour may perceaue you take this in good part To doe the lyke you comfort him agayne with all his hart If any thing hath bene amis informe him if you please If euery thing doe lyke you well to God giue all the prayse To whome I leaue you euery one and eke my selfe withall Who graunt vs all eternall lyfe Amen now say you all FINIS