come sit Sit and be quiet here are Kingly buggs words Enter at one dore foure Scotch Antickes accordingly habited Enter at another foure wilde Irish in Trowses long hayred and accordingly habited Musicke The Maskers daunce K: Ia: To all a generall thankes Warb: In the next Roome Take your owne shapes againe you shall receiue Particular acknowledgement K: Ia: Enough Of merriments Crawford how far 's our Armie Vpon the March Craw: At Hedenhall great King Twelue thousand well prepard K: Ia: Crawford to night Post thither Wee in person with the Prince By foure a clocke to morrow after dinner Will be w' ee speede away Craw. I flie my Lord K: I Our businesse growes to head now where 's your Secretarie that he attends'ee not to serue Warb: With March-mont your Herald K: Ia: Good the Proclamations readie By that it will appeare how the English stand Affected to your title Huntley comfort Your Daughter in her Husbands absence fight With prayers at home for vs who for your honors Must toyle in fight abroad Hunt: Prayers are the weapons Which men so neere their graues as I doe vse I 've little else to doe K: Ia: To rest young beauties Wee must be early stirring quickly part A Kingdomes rescue craues both speede and art Cosens good night Flourish Warb: Rest to our Cosen King Kath: Your blessing Sir Hunt: Faire blessings on your Highnesse sure you neede 'em Exeunt omnes Manent Warb Katherine Warb: Iane set the lights downe and from vs returne To those in the next roome this little purse Say we 'ele deserue their loues Iane It shall be done Sir Warb: Now dearest ere sweet sleepe shall seale those eyes Loues pretious tapers giue me leaue to vse A parting Ceremonie for to morrowe It would be sacriledge to intrude vpon The temple of thy peace swift as the morning Must I breake from the downe of thy embraces To put on steele and trace the pathes which leade Through various hazards to a carefull throne Kath: My Lord I would faine goe w' ee there 's small fortune In staying here behinde Warb: The churlish browe Of warre faire dearest is a sight of horror For Ladies entertainment if thou hear'st A truth of my sad ending by the hand Of some vnnaturall subject thou withall Shalt heare how I dyed worthie of my right By falling like a KING and in the cloze Which my last breath shall sound thy name thou fayrest Shall sing a requiem to my soule vnwilling Onely of greater glorie 'cause devided From such a heaven on earth as life with thee But these are chimes for funeralls my businesse Attends on fortune of a sprightlier triumph for loue and Majestie are reconcil'd And vow to crowne thee Empresse of the West Kath: You haue a noble language Sir your right In mee is without question and however Events of time may shorten my deserts In others pittie yet it shall not stagger Or constancie or dutie in a wife You must be King of me and my poore heart Is all I can call mine Warb: But we will liue Liue beauteous vertue by the liuely test Of our owne bloud to let the Counterfeite Be knowne the worlds contempt Kath: Pray doe not vse That word it carries fate in 't the first suite I ever made I trust your loue will graunt Warb: Without deniall dearest Kath: That hereafter If you returne with safetie no adventure May sever vs in tasting any fortune I nere can stay behinde againe Warb: Y' are Ladie Of your desires and shall commaund your will Yet 't is too hard a promise Kath: What our Destinies Haue rul'd out in their Bookes wee must not search But kneele too Warb: Then to feare when hope is fruitlesse Were to be desperately miserable Which povertie our greatnesse dares not dreame of And much more scornes to stoope to some fewe minutes Remaine yet let 's be thriftie in our hopes Exeunt Enter King Henrie Hialas and Vrswicke K: H Your name is Pedro Hialas a Spaniard Hialas Sir a Castillian borne K: H King Ferdinand With wise Queene Isabell his royall consort Write 'ee a man of worthie trust and candor Princes are deare to heaven who meete with Subjects Sincere in their imployments such I finde Your commendation Sir let me deliver How joyfull I repute the amitie With your most fortunate Maister who almost Comes neere a miracle in his successe Against the Moores who had devour'd his Countrie Entire now to his Scepter Wee for our part Will imitate his providence in hope Of partage in the vse o' nt Wee repute The privacie of his advisement to vs By you entended an Ambassadour To Scotland for a peace betweene our Kingdomes A policie of loue which well becomes His wisedome and our care Hialas Your Majestie Doth vnderstand him rightly K: H Els your knowledge can instruct me wherein Sir To fall on Ceremonie would seeme vselesse Which shall not neede for I will be as studious Of your concealement in our Conference As any Counsell shall advise Hialas Then Sir My chiefe request is that on notice given At my dispatch in Scotland you will send Some learned man of power and experience To joyne in treatie with me K. H. I shall doe it Being that way well provided by a servant Which may attend 'ee ever Hialas If King Iames By any indirection should perceiue My comming neere your Court I doubt the issue Of my imployment K: H Be not your owne Herald I learne sometimes without a teacher Hialas Good dayes guard all your Princely thoughts K: H Vrswicke no further Then the next open Gallerie attend him A heartie loue goe with you Hialas Your vow'd Beadsman Ex Vrsw: and Hialas K: H King Ferdinand is not so much a Foxe But that a cunning Huntsman may in time Fall on the sent in honourable actions Safe imitation best deserues a prayse Enter Vrswicke What' the Castillians past away Vrsw: He is And vndiscovered the two hundred markes Your Majestie conveyde a' gentlie purst With a right modest gravitie K: H What wast A' mutterd in the earnest of his wisedome A' spoke not to be heard T was about Vrsw: Warbecke How if King Henry were but sure of Subjects Such a wilde runnagate might soone be cag'd No great adoe withstanding K: H Nay nay something About my sonne Prince Arthurs match Vrsw: Right right Sir A humd it out how that King Ferdinand Swore that the marriage 'twixt the Ladie Katherine His Daughter and the Prince of Wales your Sonne Should never be consummated as long As any Earle of Warwicke liv'd in England Except by newe Creation K: H I remember 'T was so indeede the King his Maister swore it Vrsw: Directly as he said K: H An Earle of Warwicke Provide a Messenger for Letters instantly To Bishop Fox Our newes from Scotland creepes It comes so slow wee must haue ayrie spirits Our time requires dispatch the Earle of Warwicke Let him be sonne to Clarence younger brother To
returnes A sensible Devotion from his heart His very soule to this vnfellowed grace For let the King know gentle Haralds truely How his descent from his great throne to honor A stranger subject with so high a title As his Compeere in Armes hath conquered more Then any sword could doe for which my loyaltie Respected I will serue his vertues ever In all humilitie but Barwicke say Is none of mine to part with In affayres Of Princes Subjects cannot trafficke rights Inherent to the Crowne My life is mine That I dare freely hazard and with pardon To some vnbrib'd vaine-glorie if his Majestie Shall taste a chaunge of fate his libertie Shall meete no Articles If I fall falling So brauely I referre me to his pleasure Without condition and for this deare favour Say if not countermaunded I will cease Hostilitie vnlesse provokt March: This answere Wee shall relate impartially Durh: With favour Pray haue a little patience Sir you finde By these gay-flourishes how wearied travayle Inclines to willing rest heere 's but a Prologue However confidently vtterd meant For some ensuing Acts of peace consider The time of yeare vnseasonablenesse of weather Charge barrennesse of profite and occasion Presents it selfe for honorable treatie Which wee may make good vse of I will backe As sent from you in poynt of noble gratitude Vnto King Iames with these his Heralds you Shall shortlie heare from me my Lord for order Of breathing or proceeding and King Henrie Doubt not will thanke the service Surr: To your wisedome Lord Bishop I referre it Durh: Be it so then Surr: Haralds accept this chaine and these few Crownes March: Our Dutie Noble Generall Dur. In part Of retribution for such Princely loue My Lord the Generall is pleasd to shew The King your Maister his sincerest zeale By further treatie by no common man I will my selfe returne with you Sur: Y'obliege My faithfullest affections t' ee Lord Bishop March: All happinesse attend your Lordship Surr: Come friends And fellow-Souldiers wee l doubt shall meete No enemies but woods and hills to fight with Then t were as good to feede and sleepe at home Wee may be free from daunger not secure Exeunt omnes Enter Warbeck and Frion Warb: Frion ô Frion all my hopes of glorie Are at a stand the Scottish King growes dull Frostie and wayward since this Spanish Agent Hath mixt Discourses with him they are private I am not cald to counsaile now confusion On all his craftie shrugges I feele the fabricke Of my designes are tottering Frion Henries pollicies Stirre with too many engins Warb: Let his mines Shapt in the bowells of the earth blow vp Workes raisd for my defence yet can they never Tosse into ayre the freedome of my birth Or disavow my bloud Plantaginetts I am my Fathers sonne still but ô Frion When I bring into count with my Disasters My Wifes compartnership my Kates my lifes Then then my frailtie feeles an earth-quake mischiefe Damb Henries plotts I will be Englands King Or let my Aunt of Burgundie report My fall in the attempt deserv'd our Auncestors Frion You grow too wilde in passion if you will Appeare a Prince indeede confine your will To moderation Warb: What a saucie rudenesse Prompts this distrust If if I will appeare Appeare a Prince Death throttle such deceites Even in their birth of vtterance cursed cozenage Of trust Y'ee make me mad t were best it seemes That I should turne Imposter to my selfe Be mine owne counterfeite belie the truth Of my deare mothers wombe the sacred bed Of a Prince murthered and a living baffeld Frion Nay if you haue no eares to heare I haue No breath to spend in vaine Warb. Sir sir take heede Golde and the promise of promotion rarely Fayle in temptation Frion Why to me this Warb. Nothing Speake what you will wee are not suncke so low But your advise may peece againe the heart Which many cares haue broken you were wont In all extremities to talke of comfort Haue yee' none left now I le not interrupt yee' Good beare with my distractions if King Iames Denie vs dwelling here next whither must I I preethee' be not angrie Frion Sir I tolde yee' Of Letters come from Ireland how the Cornish Stomacke their last defeate and humblie sue That with such forces as you could partake You would in person land in Cornwall where Thousands will entertaine your title gladly Warb: Let me embrace thee hugge thee th' ast reviud My comforts if my cosen King will fayle Our cause will never welcome my tride friends Enter Major Heron Astley Sketon You keepe your braines awake in our defence Frion advise with them of these affaires In which be wondrous secret I will listen What else concernes vs here be quicke and warie Exit Warbeck Astl: Ah sweet young Prince Secretarie my fellow Counsellers and I haue consulted and jumpe all in one opinion directly that if this Scotch garboyles doe not fadge to our mindes wee will pell mell runne amongst the Cornish Chaughes presently and in a trice Sket: 'T is but going to Sea and leaping ashore cut tenne or twelue thousand vnnecessary throats fire seaven or eight townes take halfe a dozen Cities get into the Market place crowne him RICHARD THE FOVRTH and the businesse is finisht Major I graunt yee quoth I so farre forth as men may doe no more then men may doe for it is good to consider when consideration may be to the purpose otherwise still you shall pardon me Little sayd is soone amended Frion Then you conclude the Cornish Action surest Heron. Wee doe so And doubt not but to thriue abundantly Ho my Masters had wee knowne of the Commotion when wee set sayle out of Ireland the Land had beene ours ere this time Sket: Pish pish 't is but forbearing being an Earle or a Duke a moneth or two longer I say and say it agen if the worke goe not on apace let me never see new fashion more I warrant yee' I warrant yee wee will haue it so and so it shall be Ast: This is but a cold phlegmaticke Countrie not stirring enough for men of spirit giue mee the heart of England for my money Ske: A man may batten there in a weeke onely with hot loaues and butter and a lustie cup of Muscadine and Sugar at breakfast though he make never a meale all the moneth after Major Surely when I bore office I found by experience that to be much troublesome was to be much wise and busie I haue observed how filching and bragging has beene the best service in these last warres and therefore conclude peremptorily on the Designe in England If things and things may fall out as who can tell what or how but the end will shew it Frion Resolv'd like men of judgement here to linger More time is but to loose it cheare the Prince And hast him on to this on this depends Fame in successe or glorie in our ends Exeunt omnes Enter King Iames
the Lyon faints not Lockt in a grate but loose disdaines all force Which barres his prey and wee are Lyon-hearted Or else no King of beasts Harke how they shout Another shout Triumphant in our cause bolde confidence Marches on brauely cannot quake at daunger Enter Sketon Sket. Saue King Richard the fourth saue King of hearts the Cornish blades are men of mettall haue proclaimed through Bodnam and the whole Countie my sweete Prince Monarch of England foure thousand tall yeomen with bow and sword alreadie vow to liue and dye at the foote of KING RICHARD Enter Astley Astley The Mayor our fellow Counseller is servant for an Emperour Exceter is appointed for the Rend a vous and nothing wants to victory but courage and resolution vigellatum datum decimo Septembris Anno Regui Regis primo cetera confirmatum est Al 's cocke sure Warb: To Exceter to Exceter march on Commend vs to our people wee in person Will lend them double spirits tell them so She Astl: King Richard King Richard Warb: A thousand blessings guard our lawfull Armes A thousand horrors peirce our enemies soules Pale feare vnedge their weapons sharpest poynts And when they draw their arrowes to the head Numnesse shall strike their sinewes such advantage Hath Majestie in its pursuite of Iustice That on the proppers vp of truths olde throne It both enlightens counsell and giues heart To execution whiles the throates of traytors Lye bare before our mercie O Divinitie Of royall birth how it strikes dumbe the tongues Whose prodigallitie of breath is brib'd By traynes to greatnesse Princes are but men Distinguisht in the finenesse of their frailtie Yet not so grosse in beautie of the minde For there 's a fire more sacred purifies The drosse of mixture Herein stands the odds Subjects are men on earth Kings men and gods Exeunt omnes Actus Quintus Scaena prima Enter Katherine and Iane in riding suits with one servant Kath: IT is decreede and wee must yeeld to fate Whose angry Iustice though it threaten ruine Contempt and povertie is all but tryall Of a weake womans constancie in suffering Here in a strangers and an enemies Land Forsaken and vnfurnisht of all hopes But such as waite on miserie I range To meete affliction where so ere I treade My trayne and pompe of servants is reduc't To one kinde Gentlewoman and this groome Sweet Iane now whither must wee Iane To your Shippes Deare Lady and turne home Kath: Home I haue none Flie thou to Scotland thou hast friends will weepe For joy to bid thee welcome but ô Iane My Iane my friends are desperate of comfort As I must be of them the common charitie Good people salmes and prayers of the gentle Is the revenue must support my state As for my natiue Countrey since it once Saw me a Princesse in the height of greatnesse My birth allow'd me here I make a vow Scotland shall never see me being fallen Or lessened in my fortunes Never Iane Never to Scotland more will I returne Could I be Englands Queene a glory Iane I never fawn'd on yet the King who gaue me Hath sent me with my husband from his presence Deliver'd vs suspected to his Nation Renderd vs spectacles to time and pittie And is it fit I should returne to such As onely listen after our descent From happinesse enjoyd to misery Expected though vncertaine Never never Alas why do'st thou weepe and that poore creature Wipe his wett cheekes too let me feele alone Extremities who know to giue them harbour Nor thou nor he ha's cause You may liue safely Iane There is no safetie whiles your dangers Madam Are every way apparent Servant Pardon Ladie I cannot choose but shew my honest heart You were ever my good Ladie Kath: O deare soules Your shares in griefe are too too much Enter Daliell Daliell I bring Fayre Princesse newes of further sadnesse yet Then your sweet youth hath beene acquainted with Kath: Not more my Lord then I can welcome speake it The worst the worst I looke for Dal. All the Cornish At Exceter were by the Citizens Repulst encountred by the Earle of Devonshire And other worthy Gentlemen of the Countrey Your husband marcht to Taunton and was there Affronted by King Henries Chamberlayne The King himselfe in person with his Armie Advancing neerer to renew the fight On all occasions But the night before The battayles were to joyne your husband privately Accompanied with some few horse departed From out the campe and posted none knowes whither Kath: Fled without battayle given Dal: Fled but follow'd By Dawbney all his parties left to taste King Henries mercie for to that they yeelded Victorious without bloudshed Kath: O my sorrowes If both our liues had prou'd the sacrifice To Henries tyrannie wee had fallen like Princes And rob'd him of the glory of his pride Dal: Impute it not to faintnesse or to weakenesse Of noble courage Ladie but foresight For by some secret friend he had intelligence Of being bought and solde by his base followers Worse yet remaines vntold Kath: No no it cannot Daliell I feare y' are betray'd The Earle of Oxford Runnes hot in your pursuite Kath: A' shall not neede Wee le runne as hot in resolution gladly To make the Earle our Iaylor Iane Madam Madam they come they come Enter Oxford with followers Daliell Keepe backe or he who dares Rudely to violate the Law of honor Runnes on my sword Kath: Most noble Sir forbeare What reason drawes you hither Gentlemen Whom seeke 'ee Oxf: All stand off with favour Ladie From Henry Englands King I would present Vnto the beauteous Princesse Katherine Gourdon The tender of a gracious entertainment Kath: Wee are that Princesse whom your maister King Pursues with reaching armes to draw into His power let him vse his tyrannie Wee shall not bee his Subjects Oxf: My Commission extends no further excellentest Ladie Then to a service 't is King Henries pleasure That you and all that haue relation t' ee Be guarded as becomes your birth and greatnesse For rest assur'd sweet Princesse that not ought Of what you doe call yours shall finde disturbance Or any welcome other then what suits Your high condition Kath: By what title Sir May I acknowledge you Oxf: Your servant Ladie Descended from the Line of Oxfords Earles Inherits what his auncestors before him Were owners of Kath: Your King is herein royall That by a Peere so auncient in desert As well as bloud commands Vs to his presence Oxf: Invites 'ee Princesse not commands Kath: Pray vse Your owne phrase as you list to your protection Both I and mine submit Oxf: There 's in your number A Nobleman whom fame hath brauely spoken To him the King my Maister bad mee say How willingly he courts his friendship Far From an enforcement more then what in tearmes Of courtesie so great a Prince may hope for Daliell My name is Daliell Oxf: 'T is a name hath wonne Both thankes and