thou hadst beene Kate Parre still and not great Englands Queene Ent. Comp. Compt. Health to your Maiestie Quee. Wish me good Compton woe and miserie This giddie flattering world I hate and scoffe Ere long I know Queene Katherins head must off Came ye from the King Comp. I did fayre Queene and much sad tidings bring His grace in secret hath reueild to me What is intended to your Maiesty Which I in loue and duty to your highnesse Am come to tell ye and to counsell ye The best I can in this extremitie Then on my knees I dare intreat your grace Not to reuaile what I shall say to you For then I am assurde that death 's my due Quee. I will not on my faith good Comptton speake That with thy sad reports my heart may breake Comp. Thus then at your fayre feete my life I lay In hope to driue your highnes cares away You are accusde of high conspiracy And treason gainst his royall maiesty So much they haue insenst his excellency That he hath granted firme commssion To attach your person and conuay ye hence Close prisoner to the Towre Articles are drawne And time appoynted for arrainement there Good maddame be aduisd by this I know The officers are sent to arest your person Preuent their malice hast ye to the King I le vse such meanes that you shall speake with him There plead your Innocency I know his grace Will heare ye mildly therfore delay not If you be taken ere you see the king I feare ye neuer more shall speake to him Que. Oh Comptton twixt thy loue and my sage feare I feele ten thousand sad vexations here Leade on I pray I le be aduisd by thee The King is angry and the Queene must dye Exit Enter Boner Gardner with the commission Gard. Come Boner now strike sure the yrons hott Vrge all thou canst let nothing be forgot We haue the Kings hand here to warrant vs T was well the Cardinall came and so luckely Who vrgd the state would quite be ruined If that religion thus were altered Which made his highnes with a firy spleene Direct out warrants to attache the Queene Bon. T was excellent that Ceder once orethrowne To crop the lower shrubs let vs alone Gard. Those Articles of accusations We framd against her being lost by you Had like to ouerthrow our pollicy Had we not stoutly vrgd his maiesty Bon. Well well what 's now to be done Gard. A gard must be prouided speedely To beare her prisoner vnto London Towre And watch conuenient place to arest her person Bon. Tush any place shall serue for who dare contradict His highnesse hand euen from his side we le hale her And beare her quickly to her longest home Lest we and ours by her to ruine come Gard. About it then let them vntimely dye that scorne the Pope and Romes supremacie Exeunt Enter the King Prince the Guarde before them King Guarde watch the dores and let none come nere vs But such as are attendant on our person Mother a God t is time to sturre I see When traitors creeps so nere our maiesty Must English Harry walke with armed Gards Now in his old age must I feare my life By hatefull treason of my Queene and wife Prin. I do beseech your royall maiesty To here her speake ere ye condemne her thus King Go too Ned I charge ye speake not for her she s a dangerous travtor how now who knocks so loud there Gard. T is Cardinall Wolsye my Lord Kin. And it be the Deuill tell him he comes not here Byd him attend vs till our better leasure Come hither Ned let me conferre with you Didst euer heare the disputation Twixt Cranmer and the Queene about Religion Prin. Neuer my Lord I thinke they neuer yet At any time had speech concerning it King O thou art deceaued Ned It is too certaine knocke Hoyday more knocking knock yrons an his heeles And beare him hence what ere he be disturbe vs who i st Gard. S. William Compton my Leedge Kin. I st he well let him in Gods holy mother heere 's a stur indeed Compton ye knock too lowde for entrance here You care not though the king be neere so neere say ye sir haw Comp. I do beseech you pardon for my bouldnesse King Well what 's your busines Comp. The Queene my Lord intreats to speake with you Kin. Body a me is she not rested yet Why doe they not conuay her to the Towre We gaue commission to attach her presently Where is she Comp. At the dore my Soueraigne Kin. So nere our presence keepe her out I charge ye Bend all your Holbeards points against the dore If she presume to enter strike her through Dare she presume againe to looke on vs Pri. Vpon my knees I do beseech your highnes To heare her speake Kin. Vp Ned stand vp I will not looke on her Mother a god stand close and gard it sure If she come in I le hang ye all I sweare Prin. I doe beseech your Grace Kin. Sir boye no more I le here no more of her Proud slut bold traitresse and forgetfull beast Yet dare she further moue our patience Prin. I le pawne my princely word right royall father She shall not speake a word to anger ye Kin. Will you pawne your word for her mother a god The Prince of Wales his word is warrant for a king And we will take it Ned go call her in Enter Queene Sir William let the gard attend without Reach me a chaire all but the prince depart How now what doe you weepe and kneele Dus your blacke soule the gylte of conscience feele Out out your a traytor Que. A traytor O you all seeing powres Here witnesse to my Lord my loyalty A traytor O then you are too mercifull If I haue treason in me why rip ye not My vgly hart out with your weapons poynt O my good Lord If it haue traytors blood It will be black deformd and tenibrous If not from it will spring a scarlet fountaine And spit defiance in their periurde throates That haue accusde me to your maiesty Making my state thus full of misery Kin. Canst thou deny it Quee. Else should I wrongfully accuse my selfe Of my deare Lord I do beseech your highnesse To satisfie your wronged Queene in this Vpon what ground growes this suspicion Or who thus wrongfully accuseth me Of cursed treason gainst your maiesty Kin. Some probable effects my selfe can witnesse Others our faithfull subiects can testifie Haue you not oft maintained arguments Euen to our face against religion Which ioynd with other complots show it selfe As it is gathered by our loyall subiects For treason Cappitall against our person Gods holy mother you le remoue vs quickly And turne me out old Harry must away Now in mine age lame and halfe bed-rid Or else you le keepe me fast inough in prison Haw mistris these are no hatefull treasons these Queen Heauen on my
not for without comuting you could never do it But I pray you my Lord call vppon Mor dieu no longer but speake plaine English you have deceived the king in French and Latine long enough a conscience King Is his wine turned into gold Wil Wool: The foole mistakes my gratious Soveraigne Wil. I I my Lord ne're set your wit to the fooles Wil Summers will be secret now and say nothing if I would be a blabbe of my tongue I could tell the King how many barrells full of gold and silver there was sixe times filled with plate and jewells twentie great truncks with Crosses Crosiers Copes Miters Maces golden Crucifixes besides the foure hundreth and twelve thousand pound that poore Chimneys paid for Peeter pence But this is nothing for when you are Pope you may pardon your selfe for more knavery then this comes to King Go too foole you wrong the Cardinall But grieve not Woolsey William will be bold I pray you set on to meete the Emperour The Maior and Citizens are gone before The Prince of Wales shall follow presently And with our George and coller of estate Present him with the order of the Garter Great Maximilian his progenitour Vpon his breast did weare the English Crosse And vnderneath our Standerd marcht in armes Receiving pay for all his warlike hoste And Charles with knighthood shall be honored Beginne Lord Cardinall greete his Maiestie And we our selfe will follow presently Wol. I go my Soveraigne Wil Faire weather after yee Well and ere he come to be Pope I shall bee plung'd for this Queene William you have angred the Cardinall I can tell you King T' is no matter Kate I le anger him worse are long Though for a while I smooth it to his face I did suspect what heere the foole hath found He keepes forsooth a high Court Legantine Taxing our subiects gathering summes of gold Which he belike hath hid to make him Pope A Gods name let him that shall be our owne But to our businesse come Queene Katherin You shall with vs to meete the Emperour Let all your Ladies be in readinesse Go let our guard attend the Prince of Wales Vpon our selfe the Lords and Pentioners Shall give attendance in their best array Sound Let all estates be ready come faire Kate The Emperour shall see our English state Sound Enter Emperour Cardinall Mayor and Gentlemen Wool: Your Maiesty is welcome into England The king our Master will reioyce to see Great Charles the royall Emperours Maiesty Empe: We thank your paines my good L. Cardinall And much our longing eyes desires to see Our kingly vnckle and his princely sonne And therefore when you please I pray set on Wool: On gentlemen and meete the Prince of Wales That comes forerunner to his royall father To entertaine the Christian Emperour Meane while your Maiesty may heere behold This warlike kingdome faire Metropolis The Citty London and the river Thames And note the scituation of the place Empe: We do my Lord and count it admirable But see Lord Admirall the Prince is comming Sound Enter the Prince with a Herald before him bearing the Coller and garter the guard and Lords attending Emp: Well met yong coosen Prin: I kisse your highnesse hand And bid you welcome to my fathers lands I shall not neede inferre comparisons Welcome beyond compare for so your excellencie Hath honoured England in containing you As with all princely pompe and state we can Wee le entertaine great Charles the Austrian And first in signe of honour to your grace I heere present this collar of estate This golden garter of the knighthoods order An honour to renowne the Emperour Thus as my father hath commanded me I entertaine your royall Maiestie Emp: True honoured off-spring of a famous King Thou dost amaze me and doost make me wish I were a second sonne to England Lord In interchange of my imperiall seate To live with thee faire hope of Maiestie So well our welcome we accept of thee And with such princely spirit pronounce the word Thy fathers state can no more state afford Prince Yes my good Lord in him there 's Maiesty In me there 's love with tender infancie Sound trum. Wool: The trumpets found my Lord the King is comming Prince Go all of you attend his royall person Whilst we observe the Emperours Maiesty Sound Enter the Heralds first then the Trumpets next the guard then Mace-bearer and swords then the Cardinall then Branden then the King after him the Queene Lady Mary and Ladies attending King Hold stand I say Bran: Stand gentlemen Wool: Cease those trumpets there King Is the Emperour yet come in sight of vs Wool: His Maiestie is hard at hand my Lord King Then Branden sheathe our Sword and beare our Maces downe In honour of my Lord the Emperour Forward againe Bran: On Gentlemen afore sound trumpets and set forwards Prince Behold my father gratious Emperour Empe: Wee le meete him Coosen Vnckle of England King of France and Ireland defender of the antient Christian faith With greater ioy I do embrace thy breast Then when the seaven Electors crowned me Great Emperour of the Christian Monarchy King Great Charles the first Emperour of Almayne King of the Romans Semper Augustus warlike king of Spaine and Cicily both Naples Navar and Arragon king of Creete and great lerusalem Arch-duke of Austria Duke of Millaine Brabant Burgundy Tyrrell and Flanders with this great title I embrace thy breast And how thy sight doth please suppose the rest Sound trumpets while my faire Queene Katerne Gives entertainment to the Emperour Sound Welcome againe to England princely Coosen We dwell heere but in an outward continent Where winters ice-ickles hangs on our beards Bordring vpon the frozen Orcades Our mother-point compast with the Artike sea Where raging Boreas styes from winters mouth Yet are our bloods as hote as where the Sun doth rise We have no golden mines to leade you to But hearts of proofe and what we speake wee le do Emp: We thanke you Vnckle now must chide you If we be welcome to your Country Why is the antient league now broke betwixt vs Why have your Heralds in the French kings cause Breathed defiance gainst our dignity When face to face we met at Landersey King My Heroalds to desire your Maiestie Your grace mistakes we sent Ambassadors To treate a peace betweene the French and you Not to defie you as an enemy Emp: Yet Vnckle in king Henries name he came And boldly to our face did give the same Card: Hell stop that fatall boding Emperors throte That sings against vs this dismall Ravens note King Mother of God if this be true we see There are more kings in England now then wee Where 's Cardinall Woolsey Heard you this newes in France Wool: I did my Liege and by my meanes t was done I le not deny it I had Commission To ioyne a league betweene the French and him Which he withstanding as an enemie I did
When you see me You know me Or the famous Chronicle Historie of king Henry the eight with the birth and vertuous life of Edward Prince of Wales As it was playd by the high and mightie Prince of Wales his seruants By SAMVELL ROVVLY seruant to the Prince LONDON Imprinted for Nathaniell Butter and are to be sold in Paules Church-yeard neare Saint Austines gate 1605 When you see me You know me Enter the Cardinall with the Embassadours of Fraunce in all state and royaltie the Purse and Mace before him Woolsie GEntlemen giue leaue you great embassadors From Francis the most christian king of Fraunce My Lord of Paris and Lord Boneuet Welcome to England since the king your maistes Intreates our furtherance to aduance his peace Giuing vs titles of high dignitie As next elect to Romes Suprenacie Tell him we haue so wrought with English Henry Who as his right hand loues the Cardinall That vn-delaid you shal haue audience And this day will the king in person sit To heare your message and to answere it Boneuet Your grace hath done vs double curtesie For so much doth the king our maister long To haue an answer of this embassage As minutes are thought months till we returne Paris And that is the cause his highnesse moues your grace To quicke dispatch betwixt the king and him And for a quittance of your forwardnesse And hopefull kindnesse to the crowne of Fraunce Twelue reuerent Bishops are sent post to Rome Both from his highnesse and the Emperour To moue Campeus and the Cardinals For your election to the papall throne That Woolsies head may yeare the tripall Crowne Wool We thanke his highnesse for remembring vs And so salute my Lord the Emperour Both which if Woolsie be made Pope of Rome Shall be made famous through all Christendome How now Bonner Enter Bonner Bon. Sir William Cumpton from his highnesse comes To do a message to your excellence VVool. Delay him a while and tell him we are busie Meane time my Lords you shall with draw your selues Our priuate conference must not be knowne Let all your gentlemen in their best array Attend you brauely to king Henries court Where we in person presently will meete you And doubt not we le preuaile succesfully Bone But hath your grace yet moued his highnes sister For kind acceptance of our Soueraignes loue Wool I haue and by the kings meanes finisht it And yet it was a taske I tell yee Lords That might haue bene imposed to Hercules To win a Lady of her spirit and yeares To see her first loue cround with siluer haires As old king Lewes is that bedrid lyes Vnfit for loue or worldly vanities Bon. But t is is countries peace the king respects Wol. We thinke no lesse we haue fully wrought it The Emperours forces that were leuied To inuade the frontyres of loe Burgondy Are staid in Brabant by the kings commaund The Admirall Hayward that was lately sent With threescore saile of ships and pinnaces To Batter downe the townes in Normandy Is by our care for him cald home againe Then doubt not of a faire successefull end Since VVoolsie is esteemd your Soueraines friend Par. We thanke your excellence and take our leaues VVool. Hast ye to court lie meete ye presently Bone God morrow to your grace Exeunt VVol. God morrow Lords go cal Sir VVilliam Cumpton in We must haue narrow eyes and quicke conceit To looke into these dangerous stratagemes I will effect for Fraunce as they for me If Woolsie to the Popes high state attaine The league is kept or else here brea kt againe Enter Bonner and Cumpton Now good Sir William Cum. The king my Lord intreates your reuerent grace There may be had some priuate conference Betwixt his highnesse and your excellence Before he heare the French Embassadors And wils you hasten your repaire to him Wool We will attend his highnesse presently Bonner see all our traine be set in readinesse That in our state and pompe pontificiall We may passe on to grace king Henries court Cump. I haue a message from the Queene my Lord Who much commends humbly thanks your grace For your exceeding loue and zealous prayers By your directions through all England sent To inuocate for her sound prosperous helpe By heauens faire hand in child-bed passions Wool We thanke her highnesse that accepts our loue In all Cathedrall Churches through the land Are Masses Derges and Prosessions sung With prayers to heauen to blesse her Maiestie And send her ioy and quicke deliuery And so Sir William do my duty to her Queene Iane was euer kind and courteous And alwaies of her subiects honoured Cump. I take my leaue my Lord Exit Wol. Adew good knight wee le follow presantly Now Woolsie worke thy wittes like gaddes of steele And make them plyable to all impressions That King and Queene and all may honour thee So toild not Caesar in the state of Roome As Woolsie labours in the affaires of Kings As Hanniball with oyle did melt the Alpes To make a passage into Italie So must we beare our high pitcht Eminence To digge for glorie in the hearts of men Till we haue got the papall diadem And to this end haue I composd this plot And made a League betweene the French and vs And match their Aged King in holy Mariage With Ladie Mary Royall Henries sister That he in peace complotting with the Emperor May plead for vs within the Courts of Rome Wherefore was Alexanders fame so great But that he conquered and deposed Kings And where doth Woolsie faile to follow him That thus comman deth Kings and Emperors Great Englands Lord haue I so won with words That vnder culloure of aduising him I ouerrule both Counsell Court and King Let him command but we will execute Making our glorie to out-shine his fame Till we haue purchast an eternall name Enter Boner Now Boner are those proclamations sente As we directed to the Shriffes of London Of certaine new deuised Articles For ordering those brothelles called the Stewes Bon. They are readie my Lord and the Shrieue attends for them Wol. Dispatch him quickely and haste after me We must attend the Kings high Maiestie Sound Trumpets Enter King Harry the Eight Queene Iane bigge with Child the Cardinall Charles Brandon Duke of Suffolke Dudlit Graye Compton the Ladie Marie The Countesse of Salisburie attending on the Queene King Charles Brandon Dudly and my good Lord Gray Prepare your selues and be in readinesse To entertaine these French Embassadors Meete them before our royall Pallace Gate And so conduct them to our Maiestie We meane this day to giue them Audience Dud. Gray We will my Lord Brand. Le tone attend without And bring vs word when they are comming on King How now Queene Iane Mother of God my loue Thou wilt neuer be able to sit halfe this time Ladies I feare she le wake ye yer be long Me thinkes she beares her burthen verie heauily And yet good sister and
my honored Lords If this faire houre exceede not her expect And passe the callender of her accounts Shee will heare this Embassage Iane wilt thou nor Q Iane Yes my deere Lord I cannot leaue your sight So long as life retaines this Mantion In whose sweete lookes bright soueraigntyes in Thronde That make all Nations loue and honor thee Within thy frame sits Awfull Maiestie Wrethed in the curled furrowes of thy fronte Admird and feard euen of thine enemies To be with thee is my felicitie Not to behold the state of all the world Could winne thy Queene thy sicke vnwildie Queene To leaue her Chamber in this mothers state But sight of thee vnequall potent ate Kyng God a-mercie Iane reach me thy princely hand Thou art now a right woman goodly cheife of thy sex Me thinkes thou art a Queene suparlatiue Mother a God this is a womans glorie Like good September Vines loden with fruite How ill did they define the name of wemen Adding so soule a preposition To call it woe to man t is woe from man If woe it be and then who dus not know That weomen still from men receaue their woe Yes hey loue men for it but what 's their gaine Poore soules no more but trauaile for their paine Come loue thou art sad call Will Sommers in to Make her merrie where is the foole to day Dud. He was met my Leige they say at London Earely this morning with Doctor Skelton I le Hes neuer from him goe let a grome be sent And fetch him home my good Lord Cardinall Who are the cheife of these Embassadors Wool Lord Boneuet the French high Admirall And Iohn de Mazo reuerent Bishop of Paris King Let their welcome be thy care good Woolsie Wool It shall my Liege Enter Cumpton King Spare for no cost Compton what newes Cump. Embassadors my Liege King Inough go giue them entertainement Lords Charles Brandon hearst thou giue them courtesie Inough and state inough go conduct them Brand. I go my Lord Enter Will sommers booted and spurved blowing a horne King How now William what post post where haue you bene riding Will. Out of my way old Hary I am all on the spurre I can tell yee I haue tidings worth telling King Why where hast thou bin Wil. Marrie I rise early and ride post to London to know what newes was here at Court King Was that your neerest way William Will. O I the verie foote pathe but yet I rid the horse way to here it I warrant there is nere a Cundhead keeper in Londō but knowes what is done in all the Courts in Cristendome Wolsie And what is the best newes there William VVill. Good newes for you my Lord Cardinall for one of the old wemen Waterbearers told me for certain that last Friday all the belles in Rome Rang backward there was a thowsand Derges sung sixe hundred auemaries said euerie man washt his face in holy water the people crossing and blessing themselues to send them a new Pope for the old is gon to purgatory VVolsie Ha ha ha Will. Nay my Lord you 'd laugh if 't were so indeed for euery bodie thinks if the Pope were dead you gape for a benefice but this newes my Lord is cald too good to be true King But this newes came a pace Will that came from Rome to London since Friday last Will. For t was at Billings-gate by Satterday Morning t was a full Moone and it came vp in a spring tide Kin. Then you here of the Embassadors that are come Wills I I that was the cause of my ryding to know what they came for I was told it all at a Barbars King Ha ha what a fooles this Iane and what doe they say he comes for Will William Marry they say he comes to craue thy aide against the great Turk that vowes to ouerrunne all France within this fortnight he 's in a terrible rage belike they say the reason is his old god Mamet that was buried i th top on 's Church at Meca his Tombe fell downe and kilde a Sowe and seuen Pigges whereupon they thinke all swines flesh is new sanctified and now it is thought the Iewes wil fall to eating of porke extreamely after it king This is strang indeede but is this all Will. No there is other newes that was told me among the wemen at a backe house and that is this they say the great Bell in glassenberie Tor has told twise and that king Arthur and his Knights of the round Table that were buried in Armour are aliue again crying Saint Gorge for England and meane shortly to conquere Rome marrie this is thought to be but a morrall king The Embassadors are comming and heare William see that you be silent when you see them heare William I le be wise and say little I warrant thee and therefore till I see em come I le go talke with the Queene how dost thou lane sirra Harrie shee lookes verie bigge vpon me but I care not and shee bring thee a young Prince Will sommers may hap's be his foole whē you two are both dead and rotten Kin: Goe to William how now Iane what groning Gods me th' hast an Angrie soldiers frowne William I thinke to Harrie thou hast prest her often I am sure this two yeres she has seru'd vnder thy stādard Q lane Good faith my Lord I must intreat your grace That with your fauour I may leaue the presence I cannot stay to heare this Embassage king Gods holy mother Ladies leau her to her chāber Goe bid the Midwiues and the Nursses v. aight Make hole some fiers and take her from the Ayer Now Iane God bring me but a chopping boy Be but the Mother to a Prince of Wales Ad a ninth Henrie to the English Crowne And thou mak'st full my hopes faire Queene adew And may heauens helping hand our ioyes renew Comp: God make your Maiestie a happie Mother Dud: And helpe you in your weakest passions With zealous prayer we all will inuocate The powers deuine for your deliuerie Q lane We thanke you all and in faire enterchange We 'l pray for you now on my my humble knees I take my leaue of your high Maiestie God send your highnesse long and happie Raigne And blesse this kingdome and your subiects lyues And to your gratious heart all ioy restore I feare I shall neuer behold you more King Doe not thinke so faire Queene goe to thy bed Let not my loue be so discomforted Wil No no I warrāt thee Iane make hast dispatch this That thou maist haue another against next Christmas King Ladies attend her Countesse of Salisburie sister Mary VVho first brings word that Harrie hath a Son Shall be rewarded well Will, I I le bee his suertie but doe you heare wenches shee that brings the first tydings how soeuer it fall out lot her be sure to say the Child 's like the father or els shee shall haue nothing Enter Lords and Embassadors
o th eare for it as I care not for comming In s sight againe while I liue Wol. How now Patch who haue you got there what Will Summers welcome good William Will. I thanke your grace I hard say your Lordship had made two new Lords here and so the two old fooles are come to waite on them Bon. VVe thanke yee VVilliam Patch Your Lordship will be wel guarded we follow ye The Kings foole and the Cardinalls and we are no small fooles I assure yee VVill. No indeede my cousen Patch here is something too square to be set on your shooe marry and you le weare him on your shoulder the foole shall ride yee VVol. A shrewde foole Bonner come hither William I haue a quarrell to you since our last ryming VVill. About your faire Leman at Charlton my Lord I remember Bon. You speake plaine William Will. Yee neuer knew foole a flatterer I warrant yee Wol. Well VVill I le try your ryming wits once more What say you to this The bells hang high and lowd they cry what do they speake Will. If you should dye there 's none would cry though your neck should breake Wol. You are something bitter William But come on once more I am for yee A rod in schoole a whip for a foole is alwaies in season Will. A halter and a rope for him that would be pope Against all right and reason Wol. Hee s too hard for me still I le giue him ouer come tell me Will what 's the newes at Court Will. Marry my Lord they say the King must be married this morning Wol. Married Will to whom I prethee Will. Why to my Lady Catherin Parry I was once by when he was wooing on her and then I doubted they would go together shortly Wol. Holy Saint Peter sheeld his Maiestie She is the hope of Luthers heresie If she be Queene the Protestants will swell And Cranmer Tutor to the Prince of Wales Will boldly speake gainst Romes Religion But Bishops wee le to Court immediately And plot the downfall of these Lutherans You two are Tutors to the Princes Mary Still ply her to the Popes obedience And make her hate the name of Protestant I doe suspect that Latimer and Ridly Chiefe teachers of the faire Elizabeth Are not sound Catholickes nor friendes to Rome It it be so wee le soone remoue them all T is better they should dye then thousands fall Come follow vs Manet VVil and Patch Exit omnes VVill. Your Lords mad till he be at the wedding t was maruell the King stole it so secretly and nere told him on t but all 's one if he be married let him play with his Queene to night and then to morrow hee le call for me there 's no foole toth wilfull still What shall we doe cousen Patch I le goe get the key of the wine-seller and thou and I le keepe a passage there to night Will. VVe haue but a little wit betweene vs already cousen and so we should haue none at all Patch VVhen our wits be gone wee le sleepe eth sellor and lye without our wits for one night Will. Content and then eth morning wee le but wet them with an other cup more and thai le shaue like a rasor all day after Come close good cuzze let no bodie goe with vs least they be drunke before vs for fooles are innocents and must be accessarie to no mans ouerthrow Exit Sound Trumpets Enter King Queene Katherine Cardinall Semer Dudly Gray Enter Cumpton crying Hobeyes King VVelcome Queene Katherine seat thee by our side Thy sight faire Queene by vs thus dignified Earles Barrons Knights and Gentlemen Against yee all wee le be chiefe challenger To fight at Barriours Tilt and Turnament In honour of the faire Queene Katherine Queene VVe thanke your highnesse and beseech your grace Forbeare such hazard of your royall person VVithout such honors is your handmaid pleasde Obediently to yeeld all loue and dutie That may beseeme your sacred Maiestie King God a mercie but where are our children Prince Edward Mary and Elizabeth The royall Issue of three famous Queenes How haps we haue not seene them here to day Dud. They all my Liege attend your maiestie And your faire queene so within the presence here King T is well Dudlie call Cranmer in He is chiefe Tutor to our Princely sonne For precepts that concerne diuinitie Enter Cranmer And here he comes Cranmer you must ply the Prince Let his wast howers be spent in getting learning And let those linguists for choyce languages Be carefull for him in their best indeuours Bid Doctor Tye ply him to Musicke hard Hee s apt to learne therefore be diligent He may requite your loue when we are gone Cran. Our care and duty shall be had my Lord King We thanke yee I tell thee Cranmer he is all our hopes That what our age shall leaue vnfinished In his faire raigne shall be accomplished Goe and attend him how now Wil Sommers what 's the newes with you Enter Will Sommers VVil. I come to bid thee and thy new Queene Godmorrow Looke to him Kate least he cozen thee prouide ciuill Orenges enough or hee le haue a Lemmon shortly Queene Godamercie VVill thout tell me then wilt thou not VVill. I and watch him too or let him nere trust me but doest heare Harry because I de have thee haue the poores prayers I haue brought thee some petitions the Fryers and Priests pray too but I thinke us as children say grace more for fashion then deuotion therefore the poores prayers ought to be soonest heard because they beg for Godsake therefore I prethee dispatch them King Reade them Semer Semer. The humble petition of the Lady Seaton for her distressed son that in his owne defence vnhappily hath slaine a man King The Lady Seaton Gods holy mother Her sonne has had our pardon twise alreadie For two stout subjects that his hand hath slaine VVill. And any had said so but thou Harry I de haue tolde him a lyde hee nere kild but one thou kildst the tother for and thou hadst hang'd him for the first the two last had bin aliue still King The foole tels true they wrong our Maiestie That seeke our pardon for such crueltie A way with it VVill. Giue me it againe It shall nere be seene more I assure ye and I had knowne tad come for that purpose It should nere haue bin brought for VVel I warrant yee Se. This other comes from two poore prisoners eth counter King We know the inside then come giue them me Lord Cardinall here 's one is dedicated to you How read it whos 's there Compton enquire for Rookesbie a Groome of the wardrope and bring him hither Comp. I will King Cardinall what find yee written there Wol. Mine own discredit and the vndoing of an honest citizen by a false seruant Will. T is not your foole my Lord I warrant ye Wol. No will Wub. I thought so I knewe t was one of your
another angry frowne To gaine a kingdom here take him Marie I hold the happier in this English choyce Then to be Q. of France Charles loue her well And tell on Brandon what 's the newes in France Bran. The league is broke betwixt the Emperor And the yong king of France Forces are mustring On ether part my Lord for horse and foote Hot variance is expected speedily The Emperor is marching now to Landersey There to inuade the townes of Burgondie King God and S. George wee le meet his Maiesty And strike a league of Christian amitie Lord Cardinall you shall to France with speed And in our name salute the Emperor Wee le giue direction for your Embassage The next faire wind shall make vs France to greet Where Charles the Emperor and king shall meete Exit Omnes Enter Cranmar Doctor Tye and young Browne meets them with the Princes cloake and hat Cran. How now yong Browne what haue you there Brown The Princes cloake and hat my Lord Cran. Where is his Grace Browne At Tennis with the Marquesse Dorset Cran. You and the Marquesse draw the Princes mind To follow pleasure neglect his booke For which the King blames vs But credite me You shall be soundly paide immediately Brow I pray ye good my I I le goe call the Prince away Crā. Nay now ye shal not whos 's within there ho Seruant My Lord Cran. Goe beare this yongster to the Chappel straite And bid the M. of the Children whippe him well The Prince will not learne sir and you shall smart for it Bro. O good my L. I le make him ply his booke to morrow Cran. That shall not serue your turne away I say Exit So sir this pollicie was well deuisde Since he was whipt thus for the Princes faults His Grace hath got more knowledge in a month Than he attained in a yeere before For still the fearefull boy to saue his breech Doth hourely haunt him whereso ere he goes Tye. T is true my Lord and now the Prince perceiues it As loath to see him punisht for his faults Plays it of purpose to redeeme the boy But pray my Lord le ts stand aside awhile And note the greeting twixt the Prince and him Cra. See where the boy comes and the Kings Foole with him Le ts not be seene but list their conference Will. Nay boy and ye crie you le spoyle your eye sight come come trusse vp your hose you must hold fast your winde both before and behinde and blow your nose Browne For what Foole Will. Why for the mote in thine eye is there not won in 't wherefore dost thou crie else Br. I prethy Will go cal the Prince from the Tenniscourt Will. Dost thou cry for that nay then I smell a Ratte the Prince has playd the Trewant to day and his Tutors has drawne blood of thy buttocks for t why boy t is honourable to be whipt for a Prince Bro. I would he would either leaue the Tenniscourt and ply his Booke or giue me leaue to be no Courtier Will. I for I le be sworne thy breech lyes i th Hassard about it but looke litle Ned yonder he comes Enter the Prince and the young Marquesse with their Rackets diuers attending Marq. Some Rubbers for the Prince Seruant Here my good Lord Prince One take our Rackets and reach my Cloake By my faith Marques you are too hard for me Ma. Your Grace will say so though ye ouer match me Pr. Why how now Browne what 's the matter Bro. Your Grace loyters and will not ply your booke and your Tutors has whipt me for it Pr. Alas poore Ned I am sorrie for it I 'le take the more paynes and intreat my Tutors for thee yet in troth the lectors they read me last night out of Virgill and Ovid I am perfect in onely I confesse I am something behinde in my Greeke Authors Wil. And for that speech they haue declynde it vpon his breech Prin. And for my logicke thou shalt witnesse thy selfe I am perfect for nowe will I proue that though thou wert whipt for me yet this whipping was good for thee Mar. I le hardly beleeue you my Lord though Ramus himselfe should proue it well probe Pr. Marke my Probleme Bona virga facit bonum puerum Bonum est te esse bonum puerum Ergo bona vorga res bona est And that 's this Ned A good rodde makes a good boy t' is good that thou shouldst be a good boy ergo therefore a good rodis good Wil. Nay berladie the better the rodde is it 's the worse for him that 's certaine but do'st heare me boy since hee can prooue a rodde to bee so good let him tak 't himselfe next time Prin. In trueth I pittie thee and inwardly I feele the stripes thou barest and for thy sake Ned I le pile my booke the fastor in the meane time thou shalt not say but the Prince of Wales will honourably reward thy seruice come Browne kneele downe Wil. What wilt thou knight him Ned Pr. I will my father ha's knighted many a one that neuer shedde drop of blood for him but hee ha's often for mee Wil. O braue hee lookes like the myrrour of knighthood already Enter Crumpt Cleere the presence Gentlemen the King is comming Pr. The King gods me reach me my booke call my Tutors in come Browne I le confirme thy knighthood afore the King Enter the King Mar. Here bee your Tutors my Lorde and yonder the King comes Pri. Health to your Maiestie King Godamercy Ned I at your booke so hard t' is well t' is well now Bishop Cranmar and good doctor Tye I was going to the gallory and thought to haue had your Scholler with me but seeing you 'r so busie I le not trouble him come on Wil come goe you along with me what make you among the schollers here Wil. I come to learne my quy que quod to keepe mee from the rod marre here 's one was whipt in pudding time for he ha's gotten a knighthood about it looke old Harry doe's he not looke more furious then he was wont King Who Wil young Browne Gods Mary mother his father is a gallant Knight as any these south partes of England holds Wil. He cannot compare with his sonne tho if hee were right donsal delphebus or the very knight of the Sunne himselfe yet this knight shall vnhorse him King When was he made a knight Wil Wil. Marry i the last action I can assure you there was hot seruice and some on vm came so neere him they had like to smelt on t but when all was done the poore gentleman was pittifuly wounded in the back partes as may appeare by the scarre if his knightship would but vntrusse there King But who knighted him William Wil. That did Ned here and he has earnd it too for I am sure this two yeere he has bin lasht for his learning King Ha how come hither Ned is this true Pr.