come sit Sit and be quiet here are Kingly buggs words Enter at one dore foure Scotch Antickes accordingly habited Enter at another foure wilde Irish in Trowses long hayred and accordingly habited Musicke The Maskers daunce K: Ia: To all a generall thankes Warb: In the next Roome Take your owne shapes againe you shall receiue Particular acknowledgement K: Ia: Enough Of merriments Crawford how far 's our Armie Vpon the March Craw: At Hedenhall great King Twelue thousand well prepard K: Ia: Crawford to night Post thither Wee in person with the Prince By foure a clocke to morrow after dinner Will be w' ee speede away Craw. I flie my Lord K: I Our businesse growes to head now where 's your Secretarie that he attends'ee not to serue Warb: With March-mont your Herald K: Ia: Good the Proclamations readie By that it will appeare how the English stand Affected to your title Huntley comfort Your Daughter in her Husbands absence fight With prayers at home for vs who for your honors Must toyle in fight abroad Hunt: Prayers are the weapons Which men so neere their graues as I doe vse I 've little else to doe K: Ia: To rest young beauties Wee must be early stirring quickly part A Kingdomes rescue craues both speede and art Cosens good night Flourish Warb: Rest to our Cosen King Kath: Your blessing Sir Hunt: Faire blessings on your Highnesse sure you neede 'em Exeunt omnes Manent Warb Katherine Warb: Iane set the lights downe and from vs returne To those in the next roome this little purse Say we 'ele deserue their loues Iane It shall be done Sir Warb: Now dearest ere sweet sleepe shall seale those eyes Loues pretious tapers giue me leaue to vse A parting Ceremonie for to morrowe It would be sacriledge to intrude vpon The temple of thy peace swift as the morning Must I breake from the downe of thy embraces To put on steele and trace the pathes which leade Through various hazards to a carefull throne Kath: My Lord I would faine goe w' ee there 's small fortune In staying here behinde Warb: The churlish browe Of warre faire dearest is a sight of horror For Ladies entertainment if thou hear'st A truth of my sad ending by the hand Of some vnnaturall subject thou withall Shalt heare how I dyed worthie of my right By falling like a KING and in the cloze Which my last breath shall sound thy name thou fayrest Shall sing a requiem to my soule vnwilling Onely of greater glorie 'cause devided From such a heaven on earth as life with thee But these are chimes for funeralls my businesse Attends on fortune of a sprightlier triumph for loue and Majestie are reconcil'd And vow to crowne thee Empresse of the West Kath: You haue a noble language Sir your right In mee is without question and however Events of time may shorten my deserts In others pittie yet it shall not stagger Or constancie or dutie in a wife You must be King of me and my poore heart Is all I can call mine Warb: But we will liue Liue beauteous vertue by the liuely test Of our owne bloud to let the Counterfeite Be knowne the worlds contempt Kath: Pray doe not vse That word it carries fate in 't the first suite I ever made I trust your loue will graunt Warb: Without deniall dearest Kath: That hereafter If you returne with safetie no adventure May sever vs in tasting any fortune I nere can stay behinde againe Warb: Y' are Ladie Of your desires and shall commaund your will Yet 't is too hard a promise Kath: What our Destinies Haue rul'd out in their Bookes wee must not search But kneele too Warb: Then to feare when hope is fruitlesse Were to be desperately miserable Which povertie our greatnesse dares not dreame of And much more scornes to stoope to some fewe minutes Remaine yet let 's be thriftie in our hopes Exeunt Enter King Henrie Hialas and Vrswicke K: H Your name is Pedro Hialas a Spaniard Hialas Sir a Castillian borne K: H King Ferdinand With wise Queene Isabell his royall consort Write 'ee a man of worthie trust and candor Princes are deare to heaven who meete with Subjects Sincere in their imployments such I finde Your commendation Sir let me deliver How joyfull I repute the amitie With your most fortunate Maister who almost Comes neere a miracle in his successe Against the Moores who had devour'd his Countrie Entire now to his Scepter Wee for our part Will imitate his providence in hope Of partage in the vse o' nt Wee repute The privacie of his advisement to vs By you entended an Ambassadour To Scotland for a peace betweene our Kingdomes A policie of loue which well becomes His wisedome and our care Hialas Your Majestie Doth vnderstand him rightly K: H Els your knowledge can instruct me wherein Sir To fall on Ceremonie would seeme vselesse Which shall not neede for I will be as studious Of your concealement in our Conference As any Counsell shall advise Hialas Then Sir My chiefe request is that on notice given At my dispatch in Scotland you will send Some learned man of power and experience To joyne in treatie with me K. H. I shall doe it Being that way well provided by a servant Which may attend 'ee ever Hialas If King Iames By any indirection should perceiue My comming neere your Court I doubt the issue Of my imployment K: H Be not your owne Herald I learne sometimes without a teacher Hialas Good dayes guard all your Princely thoughts K: H Vrswicke no further Then the next open Gallerie attend him A heartie loue goe with you Hialas Your vow'd Beadsman Ex Vrsw: and Hialas K: H King Ferdinand is not so much a Foxe But that a cunning Huntsman may in time Fall on the sent in honourable actions Safe imitation best deserues a prayse Enter Vrswicke What' the Castillians past away Vrsw: He is And vndiscovered the two hundred markes Your Majestie conveyde a' gentlie purst With a right modest gravitie K: H What wast A' mutterd in the earnest of his wisedome A' spoke not to be heard T was about Vrsw: Warbecke How if King Henry were but sure of Subjects Such a wilde runnagate might soone be cag'd No great adoe withstanding K: H Nay nay something About my sonne Prince Arthurs match Vrsw: Right right Sir A humd it out how that King Ferdinand Swore that the marriage 'twixt the Ladie Katherine His Daughter and the Prince of Wales your Sonne Should never be consummated as long As any Earle of Warwicke liv'd in England Except by newe Creation K: H I remember 'T was so indeede the King his Maister swore it Vrsw: Directly as he said K: H An Earle of Warwicke Provide a Messenger for Letters instantly To Bishop Fox Our newes from Scotland creepes It comes so slow wee must haue ayrie spirits Our time requires dispatch the Earle of Warwicke Let him be sonne to Clarence younger brother To
the Lyon faints not Lockt in a grate but loose disdaines all force Which barres his prey and wee are Lyon-hearted Or else no King of beasts Harke how they shout Another shout Triumphant in our cause bolde confidence Marches on brauely cannot quake at daunger Enter Sketon Sket. Saue King Richard the fourth saue King of hearts the Cornish blades are men of mettall haue proclaimed through Bodnam and the whole Countie my sweete Prince Monarch of England foure thousand tall yeomen with bow and sword alreadie vow to liue and dye at the foote of KING RICHARD Enter Astley Astley The Mayor our fellow Counseller is servant for an Emperour Exceter is appointed for the Rend a vous and nothing wants to victory but courage and resolution vigellatum datum decimo Septembris Anno Regui Regis primo cetera confirmatum est Al 's cocke sure Warb: To Exceter to Exceter march on Commend vs to our people wee in person Will lend them double spirits tell them so She Astl: King Richard King Richard Warb: A thousand blessings guard our lawfull Armes A thousand horrors peirce our enemies soules Pale feare vnedge their weapons sharpest poynts And when they draw their arrowes to the head Numnesse shall strike their sinewes such advantage Hath Majestie in its pursuite of Iustice That on the proppers vp of truths olde throne It both enlightens counsell and giues heart To execution whiles the throates of traytors Lye bare before our mercie O Divinitie Of royall birth how it strikes dumbe the tongues Whose prodigallitie of breath is brib'd By traynes to greatnesse Princes are but men Distinguisht in the finenesse of their frailtie Yet not so grosse in beautie of the minde For there 's a fire more sacred purifies The drosse of mixture Herein stands the odds Subjects are men on earth Kings men and gods Exeunt omnes Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Katherine and Iane in riding suits with one servant Kath: IT is decreede and wee must yeeld to fate Whose angry Iustice though it threaten ruine Contempt and povertie is all but tryall Of a weake womans constancie in suffering Here in a strangers and an enemies Land Forsaken and vnfurnisht of all hopes But such as waite on miserie I range To meete affliction where so ere I treade My trayne and pompe of servants is reduc't To one kinde Gentlewoman and this groome Sweet Iane now whither must wee Iane To your Shippes Deare Lady and turne home Kath: Home I haue none Flie thou to Scotland thou hast friends will weepe For joy to bid thee welcome but ô Iane My Iane my friends are desperate of comfort As I must be of them the common charitie Good people salmes and prayers of the gentle Is the revenue must support my state As for my natiue Countrey since it once Saw me a Princesse in the height of greatnesse My birth allow'd me here I make a vow Scotland shall never see me being fallen Or lessened in my fortunes Never Iane Never to Scotland more will I returne Could I be Englands Queene a glory Iane I never fawn'd on yet the King who gaue me Hath sent me with my husband from his presence Deliver'd vs suspected to his Nation Renderd vs spectacles to time and pittie And is it fit I should returne to such As onely listen after our descent From happinesse enjoyd to misery Expected though vncertaine Never never Alas why do'st thou weepe and that poore creature Wipe his wett cheekes too let me feele alone Extremities who know to giue them harbour Nor thou nor he ha's cause You may liue safely Iane There is no safetie whiles your dangers Madam Are every way apparent Servant Pardon Ladie I cannot choose but shew my honest heart You were ever my good Ladie Kath: O deare soules Your shares in griefe are too too much Enter Daliell Daliell I bring Fayre Princesse newes of further sadnesse yet Then your sweet youth hath beene acquainted with Kath: Not more my Lord then I can welcome speake it The worst the worst I looke for Dal. All the Cornish At Exceter were by the Citizens Repulst encountred by the Earle of Devonshire And other worthy Gentlemen of the Countrey Your husband marcht to Taunton and was there Affronted by King Henries Chamberlayne The King himselfe in person with his Armie Advancing neerer to renew the fight On all occasions But the night before The battayles were to joyne your husband privately Accompanied with some few horse departed From out the campe and posted none knowes whither Kath: Fled without battayle given Dal: Fled but follow'd By Dawbney all his parties left to taste King Henries mercie for to that they yeelded Victorious without bloudshed Kath: O my sorrowes If both our liues had prou'd the sacrifice To Henries tyrannie wee had fallen like Princes And rob'd him of the glory of his pride Dal: Impute it not to faintnesse or to weakenesse Of noble courage Ladie but foresight For by some secret friend he had intelligence Of being bought and solde by his base followers Worse yet remaines vntold Kath: No no it cannot Daliell I feare y' are betray'd The Earle of Oxford Runnes hot in your pursuite Kath: A' shall not neede Wee le runne as hot in resolution gladly To make the Earle our Iaylor Iane Madam Madam they come they come Enter Oxford with followers Daliell Keepe backe or he who dares Rudely to violate the Law of honor Runnes on my sword Kath: Most noble Sir forbeare What reason drawes you hither Gentlemen Whom seeke 'ee Oxf: All stand off with favour Ladie From Henry Englands King I would present Vnto the beauteous Princesse Katherine Gourdon The tender of a gracious entertainment Kath: Wee are that Princesse whom your maister King Pursues with reaching armes to draw into His power let him vse his tyrannie Wee shall not bee his Subjects Oxf: My Commission extends no further excellentest Ladie Then to a service 't is King Henries pleasure That you and all that haue relation t' ee Be guarded as becomes your birth and greatnesse For rest assur'd sweet Princesse that not ought Of what you doe call yours shall finde disturbance Or any welcome other then what suits Your high condition Kath: By what title Sir May I acknowledge you Oxf: Your servant Ladie Descended from the Line of Oxfords Earles Inherits what his auncestors before him Were owners of Kath: Your King is herein royall That by a Peere so auncient in desert As well as bloud commands Vs to his presence Oxf: Invites 'ee Princesse not commands Kath: Pray vse Your owne phrase as you list to your protection Both I and mine submit Oxf: There 's in your number A Nobleman whom fame hath brauely spoken To him the King my Maister bad mee say How willingly he courts his friendship Far From an enforcement more then what in tearmes Of courtesie so great a Prince may hope for Daliell My name is Daliell Oxf: 'T is a name hath wonne Both thankes and
wonder from report my Lord The Court of England emulates your meritt And covetts to embrace 'ee Daliell I must waite on The Princesse in her fortunes Oxf: Will you please Great Ladie to set forward Kath: Being driven By fate it were in vaine to striue with Heaven Exeunt omnes Enter King Henry Surrey Vrswicke and a guard of Souldiers K: H The Counterfeit King Perkin is escap'd Escape so let him he is heg'd too fast Within the Circuite of our English pale To steale out of our Ports or leape the walls Which guarde our Land the Seas are rough and wider Then his weake armes can tugge with Surrey henceforth Your King may raigne in quiet turmoyles past Like some vnquiet dreame haue rather busied Our fansie then affrighted rest of State But Surrey why in articling a peace With Iames of Scotland was not restitution Of Losses which our Subjects did sustaine By the Scotch inrodes questioned Sur: Both demanded And vrg'd my Lord to which the King reply'd In modest merriment but smiling earnest How that our Master Henrie was much abler To beare the detriments then he repay them K: H The young man I beleeue spake honest truth 'A studies to be wise betimes Ha's Vrswicke Sir Rice ap Thomas and Lord Brooke our Steward Return'd the westerne Gentlemen full thankes From Vs for their try'd Loyalties Sur: They haue Which as if health and life had raign'd amongst em With open hearts they joyfully receiu'd K: H Young Buckingham is a fayre natur'd Prince Louely in hopes and worthie of his Father Attended by an hundred Knights and Squires Of speciall name he tendred humble service Which wee must n'ere forget and Devonshires wounds Though sleight shall find sound cure in our respect Enter Dawbney with Warbeck Heron Iohn a Water Astley Sketon Dawb: Life to the King and safetie fixe his throne I here present you royall Sir a shadowe Of Majestie but in effect a substance Of pittie a young man in nothing growne To ripenesse but th' ambition of your mercie Perkin the Christian worlds strange wonder K: H Dawbney Wee obserue no wonder I behold t is true An ornament of nature fine and pollisht A handsome youth indeede but not admire him How came he to thy hands Dawb: From Sanctuarie At Beweley neere Southhampton registred With these few followers for persons priviledg'd K: H I must not thanke you Sir you were too blame To infringe the Libertie of houses sacred Dare wee be irreligious Dawb: Gracious Lord They voluntarily resign'd themselues Without compulsion K: H So 't was very well T' was very very well turne now thine eyes Young man vpon thy selfe and thy past actions What revells in combustion through our Kingdome A frenzie of aspiring youth hath daunc'd Till wanting breath thy feete of pride haue slipt To breake thy necke Warb: But not my heart my heart Will mount till every drop of bloud be frozen By deaths perpetuall Winter If the Sunne Of Maiestie be darkned let the Sunne Of Life be hid from mee in an eclipse Lasting and vniversall Sir remember There was a shooting in of light when Richmond Not ayming at a crowne retyr'd and gladly For comfort to the Duke of Britaines Court Richard who swayed the Scepter was reputed A tyrant then yet then a dawning glimmer'd To some few wandring remnants promising day When first they ventur'd on a frightfull shore At Milford Haven Dawb: Whither speeds his boldnesse Checke his rude tongue great Sir K: H O let him range The player 's on the stage still 't is his part A' does but act what followed Warb: Bosworth feild Where at an instant to the worlds amazement A morne to Richmond and a night to Richard Appear'd at once the tale is soone applyde Fate which crown'd these attempts when lest assur'd Might haue befriended others like resolv'd K: H A prettie gallant thus your Aunt of Burgundie Your Dutchesse Aunt enform'd her Nephew so The lesson prompted and well conn'd was moulded Into familiar Dialogue oft rehearsed Till learnt by heart 't is now receiv'd for truth Warb: Truth in her pure simplicitie wants art To put a fayned blush on scorne weares onely Such fashion as commends to gazers eyes Sad vlcerated Noveltie farre beneath The spheare of Maiestie in such a Court Wisedome and gravitie are proper robes By which the Soveraigne is best distinguisht From Zanyes to his Greatnesse K: H Sirra shift Your anticke Pageantrie and now appeare In your owne nature or y 'oule taste the daunger Of fooling out of season Warb: I expect No lesse then what severitie calls Iustice And Polititians safetie let such begge As feed on almes but if there can be mercie In a protested enemie then may it Descend to these poore creatures whose engagements To th' bettering of their fortunes haue incur'd A losse of all to them if any charitie Flowe from some noble Orator in death I owe the fee of thankfulnesse K: H So braue What a bold knaue is this which of these Rebells Ha's beene the Mayor of Corke Dawb: This wise formalitie Kneele to the King 'ee Rascalls K: H Canst thou hope A Pardon where thy guilt is so apparant Mayor Vnder your good favours as men are men they may erre for I confesse respectiuely in taking great parts the one side prevailing the other side must goe downe herein the poynt is cleere if the proverbe hold that hanging goes by destinie that it is to little purpose to say this thing or that shall be thus or thus for as the fates will haue it so it must be and who can helpe it Dawb: O block-head thou a privie Counseller Begg life and cry aloude Heaven saue King Henrie Mayor Every man knowes what is best as it happens for my owne part I beleeue it is true if I be not deceived that Kings must be Kings and Subjects Subjects But which is which you shall pardon me for that whether we speake or hold our peace all are mortall no man knowes his end K: H Wee trifle time with follyes Omnes Mercie mercie K: H Vrswicke command the Dukeling and these fellowes To Digby the Lieftenant of the Tower With safetie let them be convay'd to London It is our pleasure no vncivill outrage Taunts or abuse be suffred to their persons They shall meete fayrer Law then they deserue Time may restore their wits whom vaine ambition Hath many yeares distracted Warb: Noble thoughts Meete freedome in captivitie the Tower Our Childhoods dreadfull nursery K: H. No more Vrs: Come come you shall haue leisure to bethinke 'ee Exit Vrsw: with Perkin and his K: H Was ever so much impudence in forgery The custome sure of being stil'd a King Hath fastend in his thought that HE IS SVCH But wee shall teach the ladd another language 'T is good we haue him fast Dawb: The Hangmans physicke Will purge this saucie humor K: H Very likely Yet wee could temper mercie with extremitie Being not too far provok'd Enter Oxford
your humblest servant Hunt: Enough wee are still friends and will continue A heartie loue oh Kate thou art mine owne No more my Lord of Crawford Enter Crawford Craw. From the King I come my Lord of Huntley Who in Counsaile requires your present ayde Hunt: Some weightie businesse Craw: A Secretarie from a Duke of Yorke The second sonne to the late English Edward Conceal'd I know not where these fourteen yeares Craues audience from our Maister and t is said The Duke himselfe is following to the Court Hunt: Duke vpon Duke t is well 't is well heere 's bustling For Majestie my Lord I will along with yee Craw: My service noble Lady Kat: Please yee walke sir Dal: Times haue their changes sorrow makes men wise The Sunne it selfe must sett as well as rise Then why not I faire Maddam I waite on yee Exeunt omnes Enter Durham Sir Robert Clifford and Vrswick Lights Dur: You finde Sir Robert Clifford how securely King Henry our great Maister doth commit His person to your loyaltie you taste His bountie and his mercy even in this That at a time of night so late a place So private as his Closet hee is pleasd To admit you to his favour doe not faulter In your Discovery but as you covet A liberall grace and pardon for your follies So labour to deserue it by laying open All plotts all persons that contriue against it Vrs: Remember not the witchcraft or the Magick The charmes and incantations which the Sorceresse Of Burgundie hath cast vpon your reason Sir Robert bee your owne friend now discharge Your conscience freely all of such as loue you Stand sureties for your honestie and truth Take heede you doe not dallie with the King He is wise as he is gentle Cliff: I am miserable If Henry be not mercifull Vrs: The King comes Enter King Henry K: H Clifford Cliff: Let my weake knees rot on the earth If I appeare as leap'rous in my treacheries Before your royall eyes as to mine owne I seeme a Monster by my breach of truth K: H Clifford stand vp for instance of thy safetie I offer thee my hand Cliff A soveraigne Balme For my bruis'd Soule I kisse it with a greedinesse Sir you are a just Master but I K: H Tell me is every circumstance thou hast set downe With thine owne hand within this paper true Is it a sure intelligence of all The progresse of our enemies intents Without corruption Cliff: True as I wish heaven Or my infected honor white againe K: H Wee know all Clifford fully since this meteor This ayrie apparition first discradled From Tournay into Portugall and thence Advanc'd his firie blaze for adoration Toth superstitious Irish since the beard Of this wilde Comet Conjurd'd into Fraunce Sparkled in antick flames in Charles his Court But shrunke againe from thence and hid in darknesse Stole into Flaunders flourishing the ragges Of painted power on the shore of Kent Whence hee was beaten backe with shame and scorne Contempt and slaughter of some naked out-lawes But tell me what new course now shapes Duke Perkin Cliff: For Ireland mightie Henrie so instructed By Stephen Frion sometimes Secretarie In the French tongue vnto your sacred Excellence But Perkins tutor now K: H A subtill villaine That Frion Frion you my Lord of Durham Knew well the man Dur. French both in heart and actions K: H Some Irish heads worke in this mine of treason Speake em Cliff Not any of the best your fortune Hath dulld their spleenes never had Counterfeit Such a confused rabble of lost Banquerouts For Counsellors first Heron a broken Mercer Then Iohn a Water sometimes Major of Corke Sketon a taylor aud a Scrivenor Calld Astley and what ere these list to treate of Perkin must harken to but Frion cunning Aboue these dull capacities still prompts him To flie to Scotland to young Iames the fourth And sue for ayde to him this is the latest Of all their resolutions K. H. Still more Frion Pestilent Adder hee will hisse out poyson As dang'rous as infections we must match 'em Clifford thou hast spoke home wee giue thee life But Clifford there are people of our owne Remaine behinde vntold who are they Clifford Name those and wee are friends and will to rest T is thy last taske Cliff Oh Sir here I must breake A most vnlawfull Oath to keepe a just one K. H. Well well be briefe be briefe Cliff The first in ranck Shall be Iohn Ratcliffe Lord Fitzwater then Sir Simon Mountford and Sir Thomas Thwaites With William Dawbegney Chessoner Astwood Worsley the Deane of Paules two other Fryars And Robert Ratcliffe K. H. Church-men are turn'd Divells These are the principall Cliff One more remaines Vn-nam'd whom I could willingly forget K.H. Ha Clifford one more Cliff Great Sir do not heare him For when Sir William Stanlie your Lord Chamberlaine Shall come into the list as he is chiefe I shall loose credit with yee yet this Lord Last nam'd is first against you K. H. Vrswick the light view well my face Sirs Is there bloud left in it Dur. You alter Strangely Sir K. H. Alter Lord Bishop Why Clifford stab'd mee or I dream'd a'stabd mee Sirra it is a custome with the guiltie To thinke they set their owne staines off by laying Aspersions on some nobler then themselues Lyes waite on treasons as I finde it here Thy life againe is forfeit I recall My word of mercy for I know thou dar'st Repeate the name no more Cliff I dare and once more Vpon my knowledge name Sir William Stanlie Both in his counsaile and his purse the chiefe Assistant to the fain'd Duke of Yorke Dur: Most strange Vrs: Most wicked K: H. Yet againe once more Cliff: Sir William Stanlie is your secret enemy And if time fit will openly professe it K. H. Sir William Stanlie Who Sir William Stanlie My Chamberlaine my Counsellor the loue The pleasure of my Court my bosome friend The Charge and the Controulement of my person The keyes and secrets of my treasurie The all of all I am I am vnhappie Miserie of confidence let mee turne traytor To mine owne person yeeld my Scepter vp To Edwards Sister and her bastard Duke Dur. You loose your constant temper K. H. Sir William Stanlie Oh doe not blame mee hee t was onely hee Who having rescu'd mee in Bosworth field From Richards bloudy sword snatch'd from his head The Kingly Crowne and plac'd it first on mine Hee never fail'd mee what haue I deserv'd To loose this good mans heart or hee his owne Vrs: The night doth waste this passion ill becomes yee Provide against your danger K. H. Let it be so Vrswick command streight Stanly to his chamber T is well wee are i th Tower set a guard on him Clifford to bed you must lodge here to night Wee l talke with you to morrow my sad soule Devines strange troubles Dawb: Ho the King the King I must haue entrance K. H. Dawbneys
Edward Edwards Daughter is I thinke Mother to our Prince Arthur get a Messenger Exeunt Enter King Iames Warbecke Crawford Daliell Heron Astley Major Sketon and Souldiers K: Ia: Wee trifle time against these Castle walls The English Prelate will not yeelde once more Giue him a Summons Parley Enter aboue Durham armed a Truncheon in his hand and Souldiers Warb: See the jolly Clarke Appeares trimd like a ruffian K: Ia: Bishop yet Set ope the portes and to your lawfull Soveraigne Richard of Yorke surrender vp this Castle And he will take thee to his Grace else Tweede Shall overflow his banckes with English bloud And wash the sande that cements those hard stones From their foundation Dur: Warlike King of Scotland Vouchsafe a few words from a man inforc't To lay his Booke aside and clap on Armes Vnsutable to my age or my profession Couragious Prince consider on what grounds You rend the face of peace and breake a League With a confederate King that courts your amitie For whom too for a vagabond a straggler Not noted in the world by birth of name An obscure peasant by the rage of Hell Loosd from his chaynes to set great Kings at strife What Nobleman what common man of note What ordinary subject hath come in Since first you footed on our Territories To onely faine a wellcome children laugh at Your Proclamations and the wiser pittie So great a Potentates abuse by one Who juggles meerly with the fawnes and youth Of an instructed complement such spoyles Such slaughters as the rapine of your Souldiers Alreadie haue committed is enough To shew your zeale in a conceited Iustice Yet great King wake not yet my Maisters vengeance But shake that Viper off which gnawes your entrayles I and my fellow Subjects are resolv'd If you persist to stand your vtmost furie Till our last bloud drop from vs Warb: O Sir lend Me eare to this seducer of my honor What shall I call thee thou gray bearded Scandall That kickst against the Soveraigntie to which Thou owest alleagance Treason is bold-fac'd And eloquent in mischiefe sacred King Be deafe to his knowne malice Dur: Rather yeelde Vnto those holy motions which inspire The sacred heart of an annoynted bodie It is the surest pollicie in Princes To governe well their owne then seeke encroachment Vpon anothers right Crawf: The King is serious Deepe in his meditation Dal: Lift them vp To heaven his better genius Warb: Can you studie while such a Devill raues O Sir K: Ia. Well Bishopp You 'le not be drawne to mercie Dur: Conster me In like case by a Subject of your owne My resolutions fixt King Iames be counseld A greater fate waites on thee Exit Durham cum suis K: Ia: Forrage through The Countrey spare no prey of life or goods Warb: O Sir then giue me leaue to yeeld to nature I am most miserable had I beene Borne what this Clergie man would by defame Baffle beliefe with I had never sought The truth of mine inheritance with rapes Of women or of infants murthered Virgins Defloured olde men butchered dwellings fir'd My Land depopulated and my people Afflicted with a Kingdomes devastation Shew more remorse great King or I shall never Endure to see such havocke with drie eyes Spare spare my deare deare England K: Ia: You foole your pietie Ridiculously carefull of an interest Another man possesseth Where 's your faction Shrewdly the Bishop ghest of your adherents When not a pettie Burgesse of some Towne No not a Villager hath yet appear'd In your assistance that should make 'ee whine And not your Countryes sufferance as you tearme it Dal: The King is angrie Crawf: And the passionate Duke Effeminately dolent Warb: The experience In former tryalls Sir both of mine owne Or other Princes cast out of their thrones Haue so acquainted mee how miserie Is destitute of friends or of reliefe That I can easily submit to taste Lowest reproofe without contempt or words Enter Frion K: Ia: An humble minded man now what intelligence Speakes Maister Secretarie Frion Frion Henrie Of England hath in open field ore'throwne The Armies who opposd him in the right Of this young Prince K: Ia: His Subsidies you meane more if you haue it Frion Howard Earle of Surrey Backt by twelue Earles and Barons of the North An hundred Knights and Gentlemen of Name And twentie thousand Souldiers is at hand To raise your siege Brooke with a goodly Navie Is Admirall at Sea and Dawbney followes With an vnbroken Armie for a second Warb: 'T is false they come to side with vs K: Ia: Retreate Wee shall not finde them stones and walls to cope with Yet Duke of Yorke for such thou sayest thou art I le trie thy fortune to the height to Surrey By Marchmount I will send a braue Defiance For single Combate once a King will venter His person to an Earle with Condition Of spilling lesser bloud Surrey is bolde And Iames resolv'd Warb: O rather gracious Sir Create me to this glorie since my cause Doth interest this fayre quarrell valued least I am his equall K: I I will be the man March softly off where Victorie can reape A harvest crown'd with triumph toyle is cheape Exeunt omnes Actus Quartus Scaena prima Enter Surrey Durham Souldiers with Drummes and Collors Surrey ARe all our braving enemies shrunke backe Hid in the fogges of their distempered climate Not daring to behold our Colours wave In spight of this infected ayre Can they Looke on the strength of Cundrestine defac't The glorie of Heydonhall devasted that Of Edington cast downe the pile of Fulden Orethrowne And this the strongest of their Forts Olde Ayton Castle yeelded and demolished And yet not peepe abroad the Scots are bold Hardie in battayle but it seemes the cause They vndertake considered appeares Vnjoynted in the frame on t Dur: Noble Surrey Our Royall Masters wisedome is at all times His fortunes Harbinger for when he drawes His sword to threaten warre his providence Settles on peace the crowning of an Empire Trumpet Sur: Rancke all in order 't is a Heralds sound Some message from King Iames keepe a fixt station Enter March-mount and another Herald in their Coates March: From Scotlands awfull Majestie wee come Vnto the English Generall Surrey To me Say on March: Thus then the wast and prodigall Effusion of so much guiltlesse bloud As in two potent Armies of necessitie Must glut the earths drie wombe his sweet compassion Hath studied to prevent for which to thee Great Earle of Surrey in a single fight He offers his owne royall person fayrely Proposing these conditions onely that If Victorie conclude our Masters right The Earle shall deliver for his ransome The towne of Barwicke to him with the Fishgarths If Surrey shall prevaile the King will paie A thousand pounds downe present for his freedome And silence further Armes so speakes King Iames Surr So speakes King Iames so like a King a' speakes Heralds the English Generall
returnes A sensible Devotion from his heart His very soule to this vnfellowed grace For let the King know gentle Haralds truely How his descent from his great throne to honor A stranger subject with so high a title As his Compeere in Armes hath conquered more Then any sword could doe for which my loyaltie Respected I will serue his vertues ever In all humilitie but Barwicke say Is none of mine to part with In affayres Of Princes Subjects cannot trafficke rights Inherent to the Crowne My life is mine That I dare freely hazard and with pardon To some vnbrib'd vaine-glorie if his Majestie Shall taste a chaunge of fate his libertie Shall meete no Articles If I fall falling So brauely I referre me to his pleasure Without condition and for this deare favour Say if not countermaunded I will cease Hostilitie vnlesse provokt March: This answere Wee shall relate impartially Durh: With favour Pray haue a little patience Sir you finde By these gay-flourishes how wearied travayle Inclines to willing rest heere 's but a Prologue However confidently vtterd meant For some ensuing Acts of peace consider The time of yeare vnseasonablenesse of weather Charge barrennesse of profite and occasion Presents it selfe for honorable treatie Which wee may make good vse of I will backe As sent from you in poynt of noble gratitude Vnto King Iames with these his Heralds you Shall shortlie heare from me my Lord for order Of breathing or proceeding and King Henrie Doubt not will thanke the service Surr: To your wisedome Lord Bishop I referre it Durh: Be it so then Surr: Haralds accept this chaine and these few Crownes March: Our Dutie Noble Generall Dur. In part Of retribution for such Princely loue My Lord the Generall is pleasd to shew The King your Maister his sincerest zeale By further treatie by no common man I will my selfe returne with you Sur: Y'obliege My faithfullest affections t' ee Lord Bishop March: All happinesse attend your Lordship Surr: Come friends And fellow-Souldiers wee l doubt shall meete No enemies but woods and hills to fight with Then t were as good to feede and sleepe at home Wee may be free from daunger not secure Exeunt omnes Enter Warbeck and Frion Warb: Frion ô Frion all my hopes of glorie Are at a stand the Scottish King growes dull Frostie and wayward since this Spanish Agent Hath mixt Discourses with him they are private I am not cald to counsaile now confusion On all his craftie shrugges I feele the fabricke Of my designes are tottering Frion Henries pollicies Stirre with too many engins Warb: Let his mines Shapt in the bowells of the earth blow vp Workes raisd for my defence yet can they never Tosse into ayre the freedome of my birth Or disavow my bloud Plantaginetts I am my Fathers sonne still but ô Frion When I bring into count with my Disasters My Wifes compartnership my Kates my lifes Then then my frailtie feeles an earth-quake mischiefe Damb Henries plotts I will be Englands King Or let my Aunt of Burgundie report My fall in the attempt deserv'd our Auncestors Frion You grow too wilde in passion if you will Appeare a Prince indeede confine your will To moderation Warb: What a saucie rudenesse Prompts this distrust If if I will appeare Appeare a Prince Death throttle such deceites Even in their birth of vtterance cursed cozenage Of trust Y'ee make me mad t were best it seemes That I should turne Imposter to my selfe Be mine owne counterfeite belie the truth Of my deare mothers wombe the sacred bed Of a Prince murthered and a living baffeld Frion Nay if you haue no eares to heare I haue No breath to spend in vaine Warb. Sir sir take heede Golde and the promise of promotion rarely Fayle in temptation Frion Why to me this Warb. Nothing Speake what you will wee are not suncke so low But your advise may peece againe the heart Which many cares haue broken you were wont In all extremities to talke of comfort Haue yee' none left now I le not interrupt yee' Good beare with my distractions if King Iames Denie vs dwelling here next whither must I I preethee' be not angrie Frion Sir I tolde yee' Of Letters come from Ireland how the Cornish Stomacke their last defeate and humblie sue That with such forces as you could partake You would in person land in Cornwall where Thousands will entertaine your title gladly Warb: Let me embrace thee hugge thee th' ast reviud My comforts if my cosen King will fayle Our cause will never welcome my tride friends Enter Major Heron Astley Sketon You keepe your braines awake in our defence Frion advise with them of these affaires In which be wondrous secret I will listen What else concernes vs here be quicke and warie Exit Warbeck Astl: Ah sweet young Prince Secretarie my fellow Counsellers and I haue consulted and jumpe all in one opinion directly that if this Scotch garboyles doe not fadge to our mindes wee will pell mell runne amongst the Cornish Chaughes presently and in a trice Sket: 'T is but going to Sea and leaping ashore cut tenne or twelue thousand vnnecessary throats fire seaven or eight townes take halfe a dozen Cities get into the Market place crowne him RICHARD THE FOVRTH and the businesse is finisht Major I graunt yee quoth I so farre forth as men may doe no more then men may doe for it is good to consider when consideration may be to the purpose otherwise still you shall pardon me Little sayd is soone amended Frion Then you conclude the Cornish Action surest Heron. Wee doe so And doubt not but to thriue abundantly Ho my Masters had wee knowne of the Commotion when wee set sayle out of Ireland the Land had beene ours ere this time Sket: Pish pish 't is but forbearing being an Earle or a Duke a moneth or two longer I say and say it agen if the worke goe not on apace let me never see new fashion more I warrant yee' I warrant yee wee will haue it so and so it shall be Ast: This is but a cold phlegmaticke Countrie not stirring enough for men of spirit giue mee the heart of England for my money Ske: A man may batten there in a weeke onely with hot loaues and butter and a lustie cup of Muscadine and Sugar at breakfast though he make never a meale all the moneth after Major Surely when I bore office I found by experience that to be much troublesome was to be much wise and busie I haue observed how filching and bragging has beene the best service in these last warres and therefore conclude peremptorily on the Designe in England If things and things may fall out as who can tell what or how but the end will shew it Frion Resolv'd like men of judgement here to linger More time is but to loose it cheare the Prince And hast him on to this on this depends Fame in successe or glorie in our ends Exeunt omnes Enter King Iames