France demand Const. You would by meer demand a question make No Treaty gives all that success can take This high resolve does more become the Field 'T is nobler all to lose then all to yield Bedf. And you 'l confess it is more nobly done By Arms then Treaty to regain a Throne But yet my Brother thought a Treaty good That his French Subjects might preserve their blood Arch-Bish That King proves well the justice of his claim Who for his Subjects sakes is deaf to Fame E. of Char. Had we no Plea but what prescription gives That were enough whilst any French-man lives Warw. In pleading so my Lord your selves you wrong That can no Title be but to the strong For what can a protective aid afford Against the clearest Right and sharpest Sword Bish. of Ar. From what pretence soe're a claim you draw France knows no right above her Salique Law A Law which is both rational and old It never was by time or force controul'd Exet. You but imperfectly your story know Or speaking thus you hope that we do so That Law if made was past on Sala's banks And was not made for France but for the Francks A Germain people who in Camps were bred And therefore still renounc'd a Female head Bedf. A Law which only from arm'd Tumults rose And which Heaven's Law and Nature's does oppose My Lord of Canterbury 't is in you To speak how France we challenge as our due Arch-Bish Philip the Fourth as your own stories tell Had Lewis Philip Charles and Isabel Edward the Second did his Daughter wed His Sons did all to the French Crown succeed Who no Sons leaving Philip the Uncle's Son Did from the Father's Daughter take the Crown And kept it during injur'd Edward's life To whom 't was due in justice by his Wife That Edward dead Edward the Third his Son Did in his Mothers right demand his Crown Cressy and Poictiers to the World declare How Heav'n esteem'd his Sword in that just War Death Natures Conquerour did him subdue And his great Son the greater of the two Soon after Civil Wars our Isle destroy'd Our Swords against our selves were long imploy'd Whilst sick with Civil War Prides worst disease We bled in France and lost three Provinces But now when those Intestine Wars are done We come here to receive or take our own Bedf. You boast your Salique Law so just and old That it by time or force was ne're controul'd But tell I pray what part of it decreed That Martel should King Childerick succeed Or how it could if not by wrested shift Make Capet Successour to Lew'is the Fifth When Charles of Lorrain should have fill'd the place The first Heir-male left of your Royal Race Exet. 'T is true the States of France by their decree Did call King Capet to the Monarchie Who wisely then did Royal In'trest save Making them think that what they paid they gave For so to his just right he joyn'd their power By which he vanquish'd his Competitor Thus when by Arms the Salique Law was try'd Heaven judg'd the Title to the Female side For the chief right which Capet had to plead Was that he did King Lewis Sister wed Arch-Bish From this great Capet who that Law repeal'd All your succeeding Kings their Crowns have held By which my Lords we think we clearly show If then his claim was good ours now is so Warw. Or if you grant the States by their decree Can give to whom they will this Monarchie If you their pow'r so highly will advance We need but conquer to have right to France Burg. Since you my Lords so pry into our right How comes your Red-rose now to rule your White Blame not what France to that Duke Charles has done When a Lancastrian head does wear your Crown What by both sides may equally be sed That neither as his proper right can plead But if your Roses Heav'n should e're unite Then you may challenge France with better right None of the present Line we will admit The house of York can only plead for it Exet. All of that house allow my Nephew 's right And under him they for this Empire fight If Fate should them to Englands Throne advance They shall possess with it the Throne of France By them as Subjects he is serv'd and fear'd Burg. When they are Kings again they shall be heard My Lords that all this vain discourse may cease What say you if t' advance you to a peace We give your King the Princes Katherine And with her such vast Treasure we assign As may for ever all your Title buy To Anjou Aquitain and Normandy Bedf. How came such abject offers in your thought One ought not to be sold nor th' other bought Burg. Then know my Lords the War you must pursue The Sword must end what Treaty could not do He rises and the rest after him Exet. 'T is to the Sword we must have our recourse Where right 's deny'd 't is justice to use force Bedf. Pippin and Capet such sharp Swords did draw As twice repeal'd this Pagan-Salique-Law My Brother then may charge it as your crime If he presume to do it the third time His Sword you 'l quickly feel as sharp as theirs Since force must plead the right of Femal-heirs My Lords farewel we cannot here agree Salutes the English Lords But they 'l begin th' eusuing War at Sea Their Fleet 's prepar'd and by this morning Post Our Navy too does call me to the Coast. Exeunt Enter the Queen and Countess of La Marr. La Marr. So far this Treaty has already gone That the Burgundian did assure your Son The English Treaty never should succeed Which with the Dauphin's passion so agreed As he has offer'd him to share all France And to forget the Death of Orleance This Madam but too clearly let 's you see They mean to force you from the Regency Which the false Duke soon after will enjoy First he 'l divide and then your house destroy Queen This service my La Marr is far above All Presents I can make you but my Love I thought De Chastel had so fierce a mind As he to Love could never have inclin'd But in that thought I find I injure you This conquest only to your Eyes is due La Marr. Madam 't was only Love which could have prest This fatal secret from Chastel's breast Nor would I e're to him have faithless been But to save France and to preserve my Queen Queen Thy Queen half lost thy Friendship does restore And yet thy Friendship must oblige her more Enter Burgundy and Constable The Queen casts her eyes on Burgundy That haughty Burgundy shall shortly Mourn Kind Cousin you have made a quick return Burg. The Dukes of Bedford and of Exeter Joyn'd with their talking Bishop did appear So much averse to all that we could speak As we in Duty did the Treaty break Duty to you We offer'd all you sent But only France
your Fleet in sight of France From the Seins mouth the French did strait advance Their number pleas'd us whom it meant to fright We joy'd at any thing that made them fight But whilst to gain the Wind both Navies ply'd Both to the Southward a third Fleet descry'd Whose course by bearing to our Fleet was bent We thought to them they fear'd to us 't was sent When drawing near us 't was perceiv'd by all Their Flags display'd the Arms of Portugal That prosp'rous King your Kinsman and your Friend His Royal Navy to your aid did send Hearing the French had rigg'd a numerous Fleet. King This shews his Friendship like his virtue great I am oblig'd and more I could not be Then by a Debt great as your Victory Bedf. The Valiant Bourbon Admiral of France Shrunk not at this but swiftli'er did advance That shout with which we did their Navy greet Th' affrighted shore did Eccho to their Fleet. At the first shock some ships we sunk and burn'd Our order soon was to a Chaos turn'd The Portugal's still like the English fought Envying our Valour or else by it taught A thousand Deeds were worthy in that fight Though not Sir of your hands yet of your fight But what the French perform'd worthy your praise Serv'd but the more your Glory Sir to raise For your resistless Genius there did reign And made us gather Laurels on the Main As prosp'rous Stars though absent to the sence Bless those they shine for by their influence Five hundred Ships were sunk or taken there Whose Flags seem Wreaths for you the Conquerour King This high success at Sea which Heav'n has sent Has made me Master of that Element When Monarchs have at Land a Battel lost It may to raise new Troops some Treasure cost But to repair lost Fleets is not so cheap Woods are a Crop which men but once can reap That Prince whose Flags are bow'd to on the Seas Of all Kings shores keeps in his hand the Keys No King can him he may all Kings invade And on his Will depends their Peace and Trade Trade which does Kings and Subjects wealth increase Trade which more necessary is then Peace Exet. If the Worlds trade may to our hand be brought Though purchas'd by a War 't is cheaply bought Tudor He who an Island rules and not the Sea Is not a King and may a Pris'ner be Bedf. In this Victorious Fleet your Parliament Have such supplies of Men and Treasure sent That France will now in humble posture seek The Treaty which her former Pride did break King Those Royal Limbs will not their head forsake My Glory they their own kind Int'rest make Their Love does with their Duty nobly strive And giving thus unaskt they doubly give Oh Tudor though my Sword at Land and Sea Does conquer others Love does conquer me Whilst under his resistless pow'r I groan Fate cannot make me joyful with a Crown Tudor May still the greatness of your fame increase And for your quiet may your love grow less Enter Warwick Warw. From the French Court Count Blamount Sir is sent And newly is alighted at your Tent. King Admit him but he soon may hasten home If from the false Burgundian he is come Exit Warwick A Prince worthy of nothing but of hate Early in promise in performance late He cheaply rates my Honour with his own And meanly thinks that I would sell a Crown In wronging his high Birth he injures me And gives my Sword a right to Burgundy Enter Warwick Blamount Chareloys Disguis'd Blam If a surprizing wonder may be news Such as does joy and horrour too infase I bring it Sir for he whose head and Sword Made War and Peace the Creatures of his word The Great Burgundian who in France did reign Is by appointment of the Dauphin slain King Heaven's hand is sure though it the stroke defer Blam The face of France does full of change appear King This Murder sudden was but what late crime Could urge the Dauphin thus to Murder him Blam The Duke who said Treaties would ne're advance That Peace with you which was desir'd by France Did therefore for the Dauphin's Friendship sue Iyon appointed was for interview To which the Duke did instantly repair There to resolve how to contrive the War The Dauphin met at the appointed time But whilst the Duke humbly saluted him De Chastel unprovok'd by deed or word In the Dukes heart did sheath his guilty Sword And then the Dauphin publickly did own That this strange act by his command was done And said it was a justice due to France Because the Duke had Murder'd Orleance King Through what false Opticks do mens passions look In this wild justice he out-sin'd the Duke Blam De Chastel talk'd though few did credit it Of Letters taken which the Duke had writ Th' express confest that they to you were meant In which he offer'd if you would consent To what he there Sir did propose to you He would unthrone the King and Dauphin too King I by the Duke have been so coursly us'd That what he had propos'd I had refus'd Will not the Son revenge the Fathers fall Chareloys pulls off his Disguise Charl. Yes Sir and does for your assistance call The blood of Sov'raign Princes basely spilt Calls loud to Monarchs to revenge the Guilt My reason not my passion makes me flye From a false Friend to a brave Enemy If you 'l revenge high blood ignobly shed The Crown of France I 'le settle on your head And when you wed the Princess Katherine The States shall then entail it on your Line Of those most are my Friends and my Allies And they are all so Noble and so Wise That with one voice they will aloud disdain The proud injustice of a Murd'rers reign King Your Father's faults I 'le cast into his Grave And will revenge that blood I could not save And since you are so generous and just That without Treaty you my honour trust You shall Sir on a Kings unblemish'd word Enjoy my Friendship and engage my Sword Char. Where faith is wanting this would satisfie On which as on Truths Pillars I rely King Th' example of your worth will make a Friend But what Sir does the Dauphin now intend Char. This fatal Murder Sir he did design Just when the Queen the Princess Katherine My Sister Anne and I t' avoid the heat And noyse of Paris did to Meaux retreat Some Troops to seize on us he thither sent One of their Leaders as to Meaux they went Being my private Friend did by a Post Tell me unless we fled we all were lost And that we should not then tow'rds Paris flye For on that Road some other Troops did lye To intercept us if we thither fled King This root of mischief soon will shoot and spread Charl. At this I found the Queens amazement great For being now cut off from her retreat Her wisdom could not teach her what to
THE HISTORY OF Henry the Fifth AND THE TRAGEDY OF MUSTAPHA Son of SOLYMAN the Magnificent As they were Acted at his Highness the Duke of York's THEATER Written by The Right Honourable the Earl of ORRERY LONDON Printed for H. Herringman at the Sign of the Blew Anchor in the Lower Walk of the New Exchange 1668. The Persons King Henry the Fifth Mr. Harris Duke of Bedford his Brother Mr. Vnderhill Duke of Exeter his Uncle Mr. Cogan Earl of Warwick Mr. Aingel Bishop of Canterbury Mr. Lylinston Owen Tudor the King's Favourite Mr. Betterton The Dauphin Mr. Young Duke of Burgundy Mr. Smith Earl of Chareloys his Son Mr. Cadiman Constable of France Mr. Iames Noke De Chastel the Dauphin's Creature Mr. Norris Bishop of Arras Mr. Samford Count of Blamount Mr. Medborne Monsieur Colemore Mr. Floyd Queen of France Mrs. Long. Princess Katherine her Daughter Mrs. Betterton Princess Anne of Burgundy Mrs. Davis The Countess of La Marr. Mrs. Norris French Ladies Heralds Guards Henry the Fifth THE FIRST ACT. Enter King Henry the 5th the Duke of Exeter the Duke of Bedford and Owen Tudor with their Attendants King THis is the day in which our Valour must Prove to the French our claim to France is just Since 't will no other way be understood It must be writ in Characters of blood By injuries they us to Battel call Denying us our part they forfeit all 'T is fit in number they should us exceed That odds the French against the English need That odds which both obliges them and me Brings them to Fight and us to Victory Exeter Heav'n left us purposely but few for fight To shew the world by your success your right Bedford They seem t' acknowledge Heav'n is not their Friend Since on their boasted numbers they depend Which when their cause is reckon'd we should prize As Heav'n accounts them for a Sacrifice Enter Earl of Warwick Exeter The Earl of Warwick in his looks does bring Some News of high importance to the King Warw. Arm Arm Great Sir the Foe is in our view And has a Herauld sent to challenge you King Tell him I in this Field possess all France From which I 'le ne're retire but may advance In vain they threaten War or promise Peace They boast their numbers which we wish not less They are enow both to destroy and save But were they more they here might find a Grave Take care the Herauld so rewarded be That he may know his Message pleases me Under their Standards as I order'd you Are all my Troops fixt in the form I drew Warw. They are and like one face all looks agree Resolving and fore-telling Victory King Who e're a room to other thoughts affords Injures our Quarrel and mistakes our Swords Warw. How short a time and narrow space of ground Is 't 'twixt your Conquest and your being Crown'd King To make both shorter I will straight advance And by two Titles wear the Crown of France Uncle to your command with speed repair The right wing Brother does expect your care Both to the field of Battel lead the way Whilst but a moment I with Tudor stay Exeunt Exeter Bedford Warwick Oh my Best Friend thy sadness I must blame Tudor appears Canst thou now think on any thing but Fame Tudor When I reflect how many dangers still You must attempt how many more you will King Reflect on dangers which must glory win Tudor Excuse me if my duty makes me sin Since I no other way can grateful prove I 'le rather shew my fear then hide my love King That I to thee may proofs of mine dispence I now stay here though glory calls me hence When Fame when Life and Empire are at stake All thoughts of those for thee I can forsake Banish thy grief by thinking on that praise Which shall thy name so high in Battel raise That all my future favours men may say Are not what I bestow but what I pay Tudor What you have said and done brings me relief This day I will deserve your love or grief King Speak not of grief but think on that applause Which Heav'n doth still allow the juster cause Tudor Why should he be by too much courage lost Of whom alone this world has cause to boast Exeunt Enter Dauphin and De Chastel Dauph Let me despise what I can ne're obtain I 'll live retir'd since I 'm deny'd to reign My Mother having got the Regency Does either hate or is afraid of me But I perceive by my retirement here I shun her malice and suppress her fear I shall if I to Paris now return Her hatred feel or which is worse her scorn De Chast. But shall our Dauphin the undoubted Heir Sit idly peaceful in an active War And let his Enemy the Throne ascend Dauph He who my wrongs revenges is my Friend De Chastel you have often heard me plead That in this War I might the Army lead On me so high a trust she 'l not bestow And any other trust I think too low A Prince whose Soul as well as Birth is great If he in glory cannot shine should set From Courts I am condemn'd to Villages From noble toyls of War t'ignoble ease Where undisturb'd I 'll for her hatred grieve And honour makes me rather chuse to live Equal with men not worth the Governing Then be at Court and there not be a King De Chast. Though I confess her usage Sir has been Such as not fits a Mother or a Queen Yet Sir consider whilst from her you flye You more exalt the Duke of Burgundy Dauph That fatal name my fury doth advance 'T was he who Murth'red Royal Orleance And though the Queen recover my esteem No Palace can have space for me and him De Chast. Return the sooner to revenge that blood No man has well his interest understood Who to enjoy it scrupl'd at the way He who builds high must low foundations lay I by the Queen for your return am sent Her harsh behaviour she does now repent By kind submissions you may rule her heart And what 's deny'd by kindness gain by Art With small complyance you 'l suppress her hate When Nature's judge and Duty advocate Your absence Sir has cast your party down Few follow those on whom the Prince does frown Dauph Thou in all storms hast been my constant Friend I 'll on thy wisdom and thy care depend 'T is just I should to thy advice submit For he who makes my fate should govern it De Chast. With this glad news I will out-ride the Post And e're you come to Court I 'll clear the Coast. Exeunt Enter the Queen of France Princess Katharine Princess Anne of Burgundy Duke of Burgundy and their Train Queen This is the day Alanson sent us word He would our Fate determine by the Sword Which he has hastned hearing by his Spies The Plague had so impair'd our Enemies That more delay would make our Princes dream
depose the Child adore Your Love will be in proofs of hatred shown You on her Countries ruines build her Throne This strange design Sir does my wonder raise King A Love like mine moves not in common waies Such unexampl'd things I 'le strive to do That when I reach to what I now pursue When men name one who lov'd to a degree Ne're known before they 'l say he lov'd like me Prepare thy self to go within an hour To the French Court as my Embassadour And let them know if they resign up France Mine both by Conquest and Inheritance They shun such force as cannot be withstood They shew their justice and they spare their blood Success now asks but what I ask'd before Tudor He that at first ask'd all can ask no more Much is not in the proffer I shall make King Yes it is much to ask what I can take And to accept from them that Crown which I Have giv'n me from the hand of Victory Tudor in this they cannot but confess I make my mercy hinder my success Tudor It might be then convenient that I try'd T' obtain with France the Princess for your Bride Since you as well for her as France contend Without her you 'l not reach your noblest end King She justly Tudor might my passion hate If Love's high int'rest I should mix with state If I this great concern by Treaty move 'T will be below her Beauty and my Love That blessing must in nobler ways be sought Though Heav'n may be bestow'd 't is never bought But that which chiefly makes me send thee now Is that my Friend should let my Princess know My flames are such as Martyr'd Saints sustain The glory of them takes away the pain Exeunt Tudor Was ever such a Curse impos'd by Fate His favour wounds much deeper then his hate I must unworthy or else wretched prove Be false to Honour or else false to Love To which of both shall I precedence give I 'm kill'd by this by that unfit to live But stay why should not I even I alone Raise Love and Honour to a height unknown If for his sake my passion I forego In that great Act I pay him all I owe Who for his King against his Love does act Pays Debts much greater then he can contract Nor are these all th' advantages will flow From that great action I intend to do If I her right above my Love prefer In that by losing I shall merit her And to obtain not merit her will prove Less then to lose her and deserve her Love 'T is worthy of my flame and of her eyes To make love be to love a sacrifice Exeunt Enter Queen Duke of Burgundy the Constable Earl of Charaloys and Count de Chastel Queen The fatal cause why we assemble now We by the worst of sad experience know Heav'n does at once on this our Empire showre All the fierce marks of anger and of power The King my Lord whose head and heart and hand Should be imploy'd our ruine to withstand Under his old disease still worser grows Yields to his pain as France does to his Foes Yet is he not unhappy in that state Which makes him not to feel the wounds of Fate The Dauphin whose green years make him unfit In such a storm at Empires helm to sit Yet for that great and dang'rous place does press And missing it forsake us in distress As these two miseries assault us here So th' English late success fills all with fear Yet France surviving such destructive blows Ev'n in her ruine still her greatness shows By your wise help she hopes yet to be freed And on your breasts she leans her weary head Shall we again by Battel try our Fate Or with the English King Capitulate Const. Our shoulders but attend for heavier weight If in the Field we shun to try our Fate For doubtless Madam he less Vertue shows Who yields to than who falls by fortunes blows Rome though she lost four Fields to Hannibal Her valour rais'd ev'n in her Fortunes fall Her steady vertue did all storms suppress And made her Empress of the Universe I would not doubt but we at length should find A Roman Fate had we a Roman mind De Chast. Those who too hastily with Victors treat Make them too proud who were before too great Such condiscention would to fear dispose Your Subjects hearts and elevate your Foes Let not Posterity have cause to say That you lost France and lost her in one day Const. The chance of Arms are still alternative Fortune one day does take next day does give And all the English fame will be o'rethrown If we of twenty Fields can win but one All thoughts of Treaties Madam then despise Which but excuses fear whilst we seem wise Burg. Madam what the great Constable does say Becomes that place you rais'd him to this day He who the head of all your Armies is Safe Counsels should obey but not advise If to my judgment you will please to trust Chuse not what great appears but what is just Madam it is alone by Arms you reign O're Anjou Normandy and Aquitane Those three the noblest Provinces of France Are th' English King 's confest Inheritance What-ever of prescription Gown-men write Yet length of time changes not wrong to right Why should you not er'e things are desp'rate grown By giving what is his preserve your own Keeping those Countries will at last be found A Gangreen the corrupt will eat the sound Ear. of Char. Justice is more then but an empty word Therefore whilst that assists the English Sword Success will alwaies to their side resort And every Field will be an Agin-Court Burg. Can Councils prosp'rous be or Armies strong Both aiming to perpetuate a wrong If after this fair offer he pursue The War our Swords will act what his does now If he accepts it as no doubt he must You will be safe as soon as you are just Pursue the Acts of Justice those alone Have pow'r to save and to exalt a Throne Enter Blamount Blam Young Tudor is arriv'd and craves to be With speed admitted to your Majesty By those few words which have between us past I find his message does require some haste Queen Know you what 't is which does him hither bring Blam Some overtures of peace from th' English King Blamount whispers in the Queens Ear. Queen Yes I consent and give her notice I Expect she should receive him civilly Exit Blamount My Lords I find your judgments various are Two are for Treaty th' other two for War Such reasons you for both opinions give That I with reason either may receive But Tudor being come does surely bring Something important from the English King 'T is fit our resolutions we defer Till I his bus'ness in his message hear Exeunt Enter Princess Katherine and Blamount Blam Madam what I have said the Queen will own Prin. Kath. What That with Tudor I should speak
fall to Henry and his Heirs The Queen to whom they vast Revenues give Will quitting pow'r rich and obscurely live Dauph Can her revenge alone incline her to What right and nature could not make her do De Chast. Spend not that time in blaming what she does Which fortune for a fair retreat allows The Duke of Exeter with all his horse Directly to your Camp now bends his course Th' Alarm of such a growing force so near Gave your new Troops a good excuse for fear O'retake your time before it runs too far Sir 't is a granted principle in War That Chiefs not strong enough t' engage in fight Should still retire before the Foe 's in sight Of all Wars tasks the hardest is Retreat Where fear does our worst Foe Disorder meet Retire Sir lest men say we proudly stay'd Too long for those of whom we were afraid Dauph Must the first Act which I design'd to do Be foyl'd and e're it is attempted too De Chast. Let not one look of Fortune cast you down She were not fortune if she still did frown Such as do braveli'est bear her scorns a while Are those on whom at last she most will smile Dauph Raise then the Camp Fortune that leads the way Of Time's whole progress can give us a day Exeunt The Curtain Falls Two Heraulds appear opposite to each other in the Balconies near the Stage 1. Her Herauld What summons have you to proclaim Whom would you summon now and in whose name 2. All that are English all that are French appear 1. I am to summon those Great Nations here 2. And I must summon them to come before Henry the Fifth both King and Conquerour All that are English all that are French appear 1. Behold your King and Queen behold and hear You Preiates of the Church are summon'd all And every Member Ecclesiastical 2. And every Noble too and Commoner 1. He that is French or English and not here In person or in publique Deputie Shall though alive in Law not living be 2. Henry the Fifth is now to take the Crown Of France not as if giv'n him but his own 1. That Crown shall still descend to all his Line As Heirs or not as Heirs of Katherine 2. He that is French or English now attend 1. Or else he is no Leige-man nor no Friend The Curtain is drawn up The Curtain being lifted up there appear the King Princess Katherine Queen Mother Princess Anne Chareloys and all the English and the French Nobility and Officers of State and others according to their places Burg. The Deputies sent by the three Estates Wait for admittance at your Palace Gates King My Lord with all the publick forms of care Let all my Officers their way prepare All the Officers design'd for that purpose then orderly go out If ought this day my blessings could abate 'T is that they are ill husbanded by Fate For Madam I am now too happy grown By gaining in one day you and a Throne The first felicity I found so vast As takes away my rellish of the last Enter the Distinct Trains of the Deputies from the three Estates the Kings Officers and last of all the three Deputies the Bishop of Arras for the Ecclesiasticks the Constable for the Peers and Monsieur Cole-more for the people Bish. of Ar. Great King th' Estates of France have sent us three To pay their Duties in this just Decree Fixing the Crown on you and on that Line Which Heav'n in favour shall to both design Who knows what wonders such a Line may do As is from Beauties drawn and Conqu'rours too In which Heav'n all those Princes will unite Who to this Empire have or claim a right We by the Dauphin's bloody deed did see That he but falsly claim'd what he would be For we admir'd one born to fill his Throne Could act his crime and then that crime could owne But searching our Records we found at last That a long errour as a truth has past For he who flyes now justice does advance Is Charles of Valoys not the Son of France From those Records the Learned clearly tell Your Ancient Title by Queen Isabel By whom you to this Crown are lawful Heir New rights we grant not but the old declare This just Decree in which they pay that debt We humbly prostrate at your Royal Feet I from the Clergy come to whom is given The lasting pow'r of Legates sent from Heav'n Their Pray'rs will make you conquer when you fight And in their voice Heav'n does allow you right Const. I from the Nobles come who still are born To save their Monarchs and their Courts adorn And still are certain of th' incessant care Of Pallaces and dangers of the War They in their Sphear should still continue bright Since they from Kings derive their borrow'd light Mouns Cole I from the people come who always are The Hands as Nobles are the heads of War And when the glorious toyls of War shall cease Their hands are no less useful Sir in Peace B. of Ar. And all the three do with one voice confess They in their Duty find their happiness They give the Parchment King Th' Estates I hope my Lords shall ne're repent What I receive and they have freely sent English and French now but one people are And both shall have my equal love and care But Charles of Valoys we shall soon destroy And by his ruine France shall Peace enjoy Since now 'gainst so much guilt we are to fight We may depend on Conquest as our right Our Swords should only Miracles produce Now we have joyn'd the Cross and Fleur de Luce. 'T were sin the help of Fortune to implore To Crown that head your hands have Crown'd before Exeunt Omnes FINIS
was entirely yours when we did part Is from that high and blest condition flown I blushing say 't is now no more my own The Duke of Bedford by the noblest force That e're subdu'd a heart into remorse Did with such joint success act his design That I took his and then resign'd him mine Prin. Kath. Dear Princes I shall now admire no more What you have mention'd of Loves art and power Nor that so high in that discourse you went Since you but spoke your own experiment Prin. An. If Madam you had present been to see The softness of those Charms which conquer'd me You 'd wonder more that long I held the field Then that at last I willingly did yield Prin. Kath. The English Archers may victorious grow Where Love begins the conquest with his bow Prin. An. After we had this sacred friendship made He told me though his brother would invade This Kingdom to regain what was his due Yet the chief conquest he design'd was you He told me too though England still affords Beauties resistless as the English Swords Yet none of them prevail'd though ne're so bright Like your victorious picture at first sight Then he implor'd that when to you I came I would prepare you to receive his flame A flame which all things else must needs out-do Since by him cherish'd and inspir'd by you This Madam was the cause why I have prest To find if e're your heart were prepossest Let France by you be freed from her distress This happy union will procure her peace Prin. Kath. If me he lov'd her blood he then would spare Loves gentle voice is never heard in War Prin. An. Yet like a King to you he does pretend Glory he makes his way and Love his end Prin. Kath. Where bloud does cry can I a Lover hear Prin. An. When glory pleads what then can stop your Ear Enter a Lady Lady Madam the Council is assembled now And e're it sits the Queen would speak with you Prin. Kath. I come too long by Love we have been stay'd I will consider all that you have said Prin. An. Madam be pleas'd to think upon it so That France to you may her redemption owe. Exeunt THE SECOND ACT. Enter the King Duke of Exeter Duke of Bedford Earl of Warwick and Tudor King MY Lord of Warwick you may give to all The French of note the rites of Funeral It is a debt which to the dead we pay Rewarding Courage ev'n in those we slay Warwick It shall be done King Brother it will be fit The Pris'ners you to stronger Guards commit They shall a Court within our Army see And in it nothing want but liberty Bed They shall be safe yet have some freedom too King Uncle the great request I make to you Is to preserve our wounded men with care 'T is by their courage we victorious are Exeter They shall be serv'd with all they can desire We must that valour serve which you admire Exeunt Exeter Bedford Warwick Tudor Though this great day th'expecting world may see Your Title both to France and Victory And though no Conquerour alive or dead With nobler wreaths did ever crown his head Yet pardon me if I presume to say I see a sadness mis-becomes this day This day in which your friends and foes confess Nothing can make you greater nothing less So fixt are Fortunes Wheels they cannot turn Then Sir permit only the French to mourn The loss of York and Suffolk though too great Should not out-weigh your Enemies defeat If Sir your Wars cost not some lives like these You would not Conquests make but miracles Who in his Princes service finds a Grave Rather our envy than our grief should have And fighting in your sight who for you dyes Is blest enough without such Obsequies If to their death such envy'd grief you give You 'l make us then repent that we do live Sir for the living's sake your grief decline And let your looks clear as your glories shine King So great a loss as is above relief Even on this day might justifie my grief He who of friendship knows the sacred ties Will value more his Friends than Victories But that just sorrow which thou wouldst remove Is not a tribute paid to Death but Love If Fame or Power only in me did sway I could not have been seen in Clouds to day 'T is Love's fierce Fire which does my heart devour Less to be quench'd than heats of Fame or Power Tudor She must do more than Woman e're could do Resisting such a King and Conqu'rour too You though her eyes should brightest beams emit May safe in shades under your Laurels sit King My Laurels might a safe refreshment prove To any other heat but that of Love Their sacred force 'gainst Thunder only lies Not against lightning shot from conqu'ring eyes Whose pow'r like that of lightning I have felt My breast they wound not yet my heart they melt Tudor May I not know who does my King subdue King Saying I love I need not tell thee who VVho of the Planets speaks of brightest beams Need not say after 't is the Sun he means Tudor The Sun by all is mention'd at one rate But Fancy alters beauties estimate Were it not Fancy which that value gave All Lovers then would but one Mistress have King Such adoration Fancy cannot raise As to this beauty sight and reason pays For he whose heart Love can to ashes turn Must feel her eyes alone have right to burn But that this ignorance thou may'st decline Know I adore the Princess Katherine Loves Rebels by her eyes are kept in awe She reigns in France spight of the Salique Law Tudor Will not Loves heat make Glories flame expire King No Tudor it will rather raise it higher For none should aim at this exalted state Who makes not glory first his Advocate This was the cause when Charls her father sent Embassadours my conquest to prevent And this bright beauty offer'd for my Bride But with her as her Dowry France deny'd I shun'd the match knowing her beauties were No price for Peace but the reward of War My vows and passion she might justly scorn Did I not Crown her Queen where she was born And raise her boundless beauties to supply What a rude Law does to her Sex deny Tudor Perhaps your flame had with more lustre shone Had you for it declin'd the Gallick Throne For love of her to quit in France your right Is more then 't is to conquer it in fight Nor can you hope her passions flame to raise When with her Countries blood you stain your Bays King Dear Tudor I perceive because thou art A Subject thou mistak'st a Monarchs heart Those who from Royal veins derive their blood Find only in a Throne what 's great and good Sure Nature in her would much rather see Her Son then Brother rule this Monarchy Tudor A Love like this was never known before The Father you 'l
can give their pride content Queen Since these bold Foes take pleasure to make War Proud that they dare do worse then others dare And prouder with success let us provide T' advance our merit and debase their pride Burg. Madam in this just cause I shall afford Th' assistance of my Counsel and my Sword Queen It is on those my chief dependance lies For you my Lord both pow'rful are and wise Prepare for Action and let Treaties cease The wise may lose by War fools lose by Peace Burg. The better to obey what you desire Excuse me Madam if I now retire Exit Queen He being gone my Lord I 'le let you know What France and I do to this Lady owe. The Duke has broke the English Treaty now That to the Dauphin he may keep his Vow And false De Chastel made 'em both agree Out of my hands to force the regency And then between themselves they are to share The high employments both of Peace and War Const. This Duke does all my faculties amaze Yet still he lov'd to walk in crooked ways Queen They all shall sink and their own ruine find Within that depth which they for me design'd My Secretary Perrot understands The Art of counterfeiting Seals and hands I 'le make him straight write to the English King As from the Duke proposing every thing Which false De Chastel offer'd from my Son Yet when all promis'd by the King is done Though less then what my Son did e're propose Him he 'l forsake and with the English close La Marr shall entertain De Chastel so As of the Duke he may suspicious grow La Marr. Some doubts which seem perplex'd I will unfold I 'le say he with the King does Treaty hold Queen Which can no other way be brought to light But by those Letters ta'ne which he may write These Letters shall though forg'd authentick seem And must be intercepted too by him La Marr. This will between them raise a jealousie Const. And when that seed is sown 't will never dye The Dauphins Soul I never understood If he revenge not this affront with blood Queen My Lord withdraw and write with instant care Exit Constable The Letter for Du Perrot you La Marr Shall sooth De Chastel with your former Art And subtly play your self in all your part Exit La Marr. Great troubles to a Throne the way prepare And greater troubles must preserve us there Yet the Ambitious envy those who reign They know the Pomp of Crowns but not the pain Exit The Princess Katherine meeting Princess Anne Prin. Kath. Madam What News Prin. An. The worst that I could bring They have dissolv'd the Treaty with the King Peace is quite fled which did before but hide Her chearful face The Sword must all decide Thou forward hope Wars voice has call'd thee back Prin. Kath. I ne're could think suspence was such a rack Prin. An. Suspence in any thing a pain does prove But turns a torment when 't is mix'd with love Enter La Marr in haste La Marr. Madam I doubt the Queen and Duke have heard Of that disguise in which the King appear'd The busie Whisp'rers run from place to place And fear or news is seen in every Face Small Parties meet then to a throng they grow As Clouds unite before a storm does blow Enter Blamount Blam Madam I left the Dauphin with the Queen They have this morning in a Tempest been Their meeting was both violent and short Your Brother instantly will leave the Court He said he would no longer vainly strive But boldly take what some deny to give Safely the Duke th' event of this attends And his apartment fills with Guards and Friends Enter Earl Charelloys E. of Char. Madam just now I from the Dauphin came His Friends are kindled with his anger's flame He is to sudden Execution bent To Deeds so swift as he 'l too late repent He puts on wings for what he will pursue And says my Father does usurp his due And fierce De Chastel too which all admire Against his Nature strives to quench this fire Enter French Lady Lady Madam you are expected by the Queen Prin. Kath. This storm will fall as soon as it is seen My Lord I 'le strive to make the Queen apply To this distemper a quick remedy Charl. I 'le still near my suspicious Father stay Too much suspition does it self betray Prin. An. Brother I 'le follow Madam we in vain In storms of Love of other storms complain Love's Queen did rise from the Tempestuous Sea Which shews that Love in storms must ever be Exeunt Enter Tudor Tudor By what the King related I may see The Princess is for ever lost to me 'T is evident she has her Love resign'd To his great Title and his greater mind Why should I thus what she has done deplore She did but that which I had done before But Fate thou art unjust in making me To quit the Love yet keep the jealousie Which is of Loves fair tree the foulest fruit A Branch whose nourishment offends the root Shall jealousie a pow'r o're judgment gain Though it does only in the fancy reign With knowledge thou art inconsistent still The minds foul Monster whom fair truth does kill Thy tyranny subverts even Natures Laws For oft thou hast effects without a cause And which thy strength or weakness does detect Thou often hast a cause without effect In all thou dost thou ever dost amiss Seest what is not or seest not that which is Whilst thou dost live sickness does thee pursue And he who cures thee needs must kill thee too Enter King King Tudor you must not think my Friendship rude Though it pursue you to your solitude Some fatal sorrow has your heart opprest Divide it and send half into my Breast Tudor What is it can invade me in excess But joy whilst I your favour Sir possess King If my warm favour has your blessing made Why leave you then that Sun to seek this shade Tudor Sir from your bounties I retire to show I would prevent th' increase of what I owe. I study here to pay my former score And I avoid your making of it more King Tudor I no such answer will admit I must be paid with truth and not with wit The truth of Friendship has forsook the Earth Thou dost dissemble thy accustom'd mirth A sudden sigh does thy feign'd smiles detect Nature betrays more Art then I suspect Tudor Let me not Sir be for that shape despis'd In which I am ev'n to my self disguis'd King Friendship above all tyes does bind the heart And faith in Friendship is the noblest part 'T is ill unaskt not to have told your pain But worse when askt if your excuses feign Farewel frail man our Friendship here must end You wrong your Honour when you wrong a Friend King offers to go out Tudor Stay Sir and to your vertue I 'le unfold The saddest story that was ever
do I then propos'd we all should flye to you As the securest way to scape his rage And so your Vertue by our trust engage Vertue so known as would her fears controul King Trust is the strongest Bond upon the Soul That sacred Tye has Vertue oft begot It binds where 't is and makes it where 't was not Charl. I said she might to break her Son's design Give you for Bride the Princess Katherine And urge th' Estates t' entail the Crown on you This to your right that to your love is due This done what could resist your Arms and mine As she consider'd how she should incline Clermount came in disguis'd in whose known care Her Wealth and Jewels lay who did declare Her Treasure was surpriz'd by some who said That they the Dauphin in that act obey'd Who would employ that wealth vilely procur'd So as that France should have her peace assur'd King The Dauphin in his rage or want has done What was below him as a Prince or Son Charl. Though she this wrong and loss did calmly bear Yet the high Dictates of Revenge and Fear Made her resolve immediately to do What I with reason first advis'd her to And now at Troy the Queen and Princess are To which the Dauphin will Transport the War A Garrison of mine secures that Town And since 't is mine you know it is your own King 'T is chiefly to your favour I must owe My being blest in Love and Conquest too Charl. 'T were fit Sir that you sent some Troops of Horse The Garrison of Troy to re-inforce King I 'le lead them Sir my self all that are mine In France aae but the Guards of Katherine My Duty else she might in question bring Charl. 'T is spoken like a Lover and a King Blamount I 'le send before that she may know What Honour to her you intend to do Exit Blamount When you to Troy are come it shall appear I will perform more then I promis'd here King You may augment my debt as you think fit But nothing can encrease my sense of it Unless your favour Sir I could incline To make my Brother's joys keep time with mine His Love to Princess Anne wants your consent Charl. She made me in their Loves her confident And in your Brother I shall think her blest King This Sir unites our bloods and interest Bedf. This grant great Prince my happiness secures King It makes my happiness as much as yours Now Tudor if our prosp'rous Stars design That we shall both see beauteous Katherine I will perform all that I promis'd thee And when thy story she has heard from me In which by all her truth I 'le do thee right We then our Supplications will unite That she our Judge will only him prefer Whom she believes is least unworthy her Without regarding in the cause we bring That thou my Subject art or I thy King Tudor In Vertue Sir so much you me out-shine That you all other Motives may decline King Brother 't is fit the Duke with you and I Should on the Princess wait immediately Tudor's Brigade the Princess Guard shall be And with the Army you must follow me Exeunt Enter Queen Princess Katherine Princess Anne Countess La Marr. Queen Our sins make us defenceless and we flye For our protection to our Enemy Thy Laws Oh Heav'n have I offended so That thou hast made my Son my greatest Foe Into the World I have the Monster brought And now no suff'rings can transcend that fault Prin. Kath. Madam you make whilst thus you bear his crime Our grief more just for you then yours for him La Marr. If he should hear you grieve in this excess The triumph of his malice would increase Prin. An. My Duty has th' assault of grief withstood For since his fury shed my Fathers blood That wasted time which you employ to grieve I to design'd revenge more justly give Let all your sorrow in such thoughts expire Queen Grief is the Fuel and Revenge the fire Prin. An. Think then on all the Crimes which he has done And let those thoughts cancel the name of Son Queen Since faln so low from what is great or good I hate his Crimes more then I love his blood Enter Blamount Blam Madam my Duty has provok'd my speed The King and Duke most strictly are agreed And both this night will wait upon you here Queen This happy news suppresses all my fear And makes me hope assisted by their Fate That I shall live to punish what I hate Blam Those Troops now on their March he does design As Guards t' attend the Princess Katherine And therefore would not send but leads them here That his respect and love may both appear Queen We were when to this Monarch we did trust Kind to our selves and to his Vertue just Blamount for his reception straight prepare All that can joy and our respect declare Daughter you must a while retire with me I have some Words which need your privacy Exeunt Enter Constable and Bishop of Arras Arras Our Ecclesiastick States are all agreed This day the Dauphin for his bloody deed Will summon'd be to answer what was done Const. I have the Peers to that conclusion won And those who represent the Commons too Will now not slowly yield to what we do I 'le lose my judgment if he dares appear Arras He loses his and life in coming here This murder has incens'd them to the heighth Const. All hate a Prince who violates his Faith The peoples temper does occasion give T' obey those orders we did now receive I find already that the most incline The King should marry Princess Katherine And on their Issue would the Crown entail Arras The Dauphin's crime will make that King prevail Const. Rather then bow beneath a Murd'rers pow'r Let 's to the Throne advance our Conquerour The Queen and Duke expect it at your hands Arras I never durst obey unjust commands Const. Do you then think that those commands are such Arras If you think so my Lord you wrong me much My judgement by a better guide was led When I our Annals and Records had read For then I doubted that since Charls the Fair Our Kings insensibly Usurpers were The Crown if truth did dictate what I read Belong'd to the Victorious Edward's head Which no prescription from his Line should take I 'le therefore to this change no scruple make But if the Dauphin were the rightful Heir You might of my obedience then despair For Reason's Maxim I must ever own No King can make a forfeit of his Crown Much less can I admit the States Decree Has power to give away this Monarchie Const. My justice shall now I am taught by you Perform what I resolv'd revenge should do My Lord let 's go where all our Friends are met And jointly pay to Heav'n this double debt Exeunt Enter King Princess Katherine Tudor King Madam I have injurious been to him As far
be the dictates only of my fear If you were gone I 'le to my self confess Such vertue and respect you did express That what I thought an Age had not the power To act in me you acted in one hour Now Sir you should retire and give a Maid The ease to blush alone for what she said King Madam I go but go so charm'd from hence Both by your eyes and vertues influence That 't is impossible for me to know To which I most of Adoration owe. But if the humblest duty highest fire Which man ere shew'd or love did e're inspire Can be oblations fitting to be paid You 'l ne're need blush for what you now have said Enter La Marr. La Marr. Sir Blamount stays for you This is your way Prin. Kath. She is your Guide take heed Sir of delay Exeunt La Marr King Who can or Love or Reasons Pow'r express One oft does more then th' other often less Reason makes me a Subjects passion flye Love o're a King gains such a Victory As makes him venture life and what is far More great his growing Glories of the War That he his passion only might relate And from my lips might hear his doubtful Fate Sure to return some love for love so great Is not to give a gift but pay a debt Exeunt Enter Dauphin and de Chastel Dauph Oh Friend if I had kill'd him in that fight My Glory I had rais'd to such a height That maugre all my Mothers arts and hate I had restor'd and I had rul'd the State All their successes had with him been dead For he 's his Armies Soul as well as head Why did my Stars so fair a hope afford Leaving O France thy Fortune to my Sword Yet not to kill or perish by my Foe But both my Life and Sword I to him owe De Chast. Your mind Sir is too great to feel despair For one ill chance in Duel or in War Dauph To be o'recome would be the greatest curse If to out-live that Fate were not a worse The first perhaps was Fortunes fault alone But Friend the last too clearly is my own De Chast. If of that stain your heart has such a sense Let 's wash it off in 's blood e're he go hence Dauph Should the first act of life which he did give Meanly the Giver of his life deprive Because blind Fortune guilty is to me Shall I to my own self more guilty be No my De Chastel though he be my Foe Yet he hath still most gen'rously been so And by no Acts of mine he ne're shall dye Unless by such as rais'd him up so high De Chast. Let me then single your revenge pursue Dauph Who to a Crime consents does act it too If it were fit the act it self I 'de do And what 's unfit shall not be done by you De Chast. I hope Sir then the Treaty I begun Will put you in so high a posture soon That the disgrace which but a few now sees Shall in the Eyes of crowds of Witnesses Be so wash'd off as shall your sorrow cure Dauph Thy hope 's uncertain my disgrace is sure But what of good is meant for me by Fate Thou ought'st to hasten or 't will come too late Exeunt Enter Warwick and Tudor Disguis'd Warw. Blamount desir'd us to expect him here Tudor The King did never shew us how to fear Else we should tremble now at Blamount's stay Warw. Would Love had led the King a safer way Kings in whose chances Nations fall or rise Hazard too much in private Gallantries The odds against them checks their luck and skill Tudor 'T is true but Loves great Gamesters reckon still Whilst boldly they the stake that 's fairest chuse What they may win and not what they may lose Enter Blamount Blam The King hath sent for you I 'le bring you straight Where he is safe out of the reach of Fate You must to horse I 'le tell you what has past Tudor You free us from a pain too great to last Exeunt Enter Princess Katherine and Princess Anne Prin. Kath. My fear did then my reason overthrow I could scarce think much less know what to do Prin. An. Why did you not by positive commands Restrain at least the King of England's hands Prin. Kath. Should I so much my Brothers safety prize As to procure it by mean remedies Ah! since 't was only Love brought Henry here Should I have made his Love his Murderer The Dauphin to the King injurious was Heaven would not let those wrongs unpunish'd pass Prin. An. His wrongs more then your own your anger move Prin. Kath. That 's what I owe my Vertue not his Love Prin. An. I doubt the Dauphin some rash thing will do Prin. Kath. La Marr was to attend our interview Who did corrupted by De Chastel bring The Dauphin to observe me with the King I from the terrour of their Fight did flye And met her who to salve her Treachery Having a full command of all the keys Dispos'd their passage forth by sev'ral ways Blamount with all the Friends that he could get I have engag'd to second his Retreat I hope my care in that will happy prove Prin. An. Where there is so much care there is some love Prin. Kath. I know not whether it be love or no But such great things he did both say and do That I dear friend insensibly am led To think that may be true which now you sed Who can when such a Victor will advance Resist that vertue which does conquer France Prin. An. The proof he lately gave you of his flame Madam is such as is above a name All trodden ways in Love he does despise As things below his passion and your Eyes Prin. Kath. Condemn not then my being in some pain Till I assurance of his safety gain Which blessing that I may the sooner know This proof of Friendship mine does beg of you That we dividedly our selves concern Which of us first the welcom news shall learn Prin. An. I 'le still obey what-ever you command And what I hear you straight shall understand Prin. Kath. May Heaven so guide the King that I may hear He is beyond the prospect of my fear Exeunt THE FOURTH ACT. The Curtain being drawn up The Duke of Burgundy the Constable Earl of Charaloys and the Bishop of Arras are seen sitting at one side of a Table attended by the French Officers of State on the other side are seated the Duke of Exeter Duke of Bedford the Arch-Bishop of Canterbury and the Earl of Warwick attended by the English Burg. SInce all my Lords is done by us and you Which is as previous to a Treaty due Delays in the affair should be abhor'd Those impious are when peace may be restor'd Therefore my Lords 't were fit you would express On what conditions you will grant a peace Exet. Those who our right and strength well understand Need not be told that we all