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A20096	The famous history of Sir Thomas VVyat With the coronation of Queen Mary, and the coming in of King Philip. As it was plaied by the Queens Maiesties Seruants. Written by Thomas Dickers, and Iohn Webster.	Dekker, Thomas, ca. 1572-1632.; Webster, John, 1580?-1625? aut	1607 (1607)	STC 6537; ESTC S105289	23,849	54

this hand Is richer then the Empire of this land Enter Sir Henry Beningfield Ben. Pardon me Madam that so boldly I presse into your Chamber I salute your Highnesse with the high stile of Queene Mar. Queene may it be Or iest you at my lowring miserie Ben Your Brother King is dead And you the catholicke Queene must now succede Mar. I see my God at length hath heard my prayer You Sir Harry for your glad tydings Shall be held in honour and due regard Enter sir Thomas Wyat Wiat. Health to the Lady Mary Mar. And why not Queene Sir Thomas Wia: Aske that of Suffolke duke great Northumberland Who in your steede hath Crown'd another Mar: another Queene Sir Thomas wee aliue The true immediate heires of our dread Father Wia: Nothing more true then that Nothing more true then you are the true heire Come leaue this Cloyster and be seene abroad Your verie sight will stirre the peoples heatts and make them cheerely for Queene Maries crie One comfort I can tell you the tenants of the Dukes Northumberland and Suffolke denide their ayde In these vnlawfull armes to all the Counsell I denide my hand and for King Henries Issue still will stand Mary Your Counsel good sir Thomas is so pithy That I am woon so like it Wia: Come let vs streight from hence From Framingham Cheere your spirits I le to the Dukes at Cambridge and discharge them all Prosper me God in these affaires I lou'd the Father wel I lou'd the Sonne And for the Daughter I through death will run Exeunt Omnes Enter Northumberland Suffolke Bret and souldiers Nor. wher 's Captaine Bret Bre: Heere my Lord Suff: Are all our numbers full Bre: They are my Lord Suff: See them arain'd I will set forward steright Nor: Honorable friends and natiue peeres That haue chosen me to be the leader of these martiall troopes to march against the sister Of our late dead Soueraigne Beare witnesse of my much vnwillingnesse In furthering these attemps I rather ioy to thinke vpon our ancient victories Against the French and Spaniard Whose high pride we leueled with the waues of brittish shore Dying the hauen of Brit with guiltie blood Till all the Harbor seem'd a sanguine poole Or we desire these armes we are now to warre Gainst the perfidious northern enemie Who trembling at our first shocke voice and sight Like cowards turn'd their backes with shamefull flight But those rich spoiles are past we are now to goe Being natiue friends against a natiue foe In your hands we leaue the Queene elected She hath seisure of the Tower If you'be confident as you haue sworne Your selues true liege men to her highnesse She no doubt with royall fauour will remunerate The least of your desertes Farwell My teares into your bosomes fall With one imbrace I doe include you all Aru: My Lord most lou'd with what a mourning heart I take your farwell let the after signes Of my imployment witnesse I protest Did not the sacred person of my Queene Whose weale I tender as my soules cheefe blisse Vrge my abode I would not thinke it shame To traile a pike where you were generall But wishes are in vaine I am bound to stay And vrgent businesse calls your grace away See on my knees I humbly take my leaue And steep my wordes with teares Nor. Kinde Arundell I bind thee to my loue Once more farwell Arun. Heauens giue your grace successe Commend vs to the Queene and to your Sonne Within one weeke I hope war will be done Bre. Come my Lords shall vs march Exit Northumb. Nor: I I for Gods sake on T is more then time my friendes that we were gone Exeunt Omnes Enter Treasurer and Porter Tre: What ho Porter open the gate Por. I beseech your honour to pardon me The Counsell hath giuen strict commaund Not any shall passe this way Tre. Why you idle fellow am I not sent vppon the Queenes affaires commanded by the Lords and know you not that I am Treasurer come open the Gate you doe you know not what Por. Well my Lord I doe aduenture on your word The Dukes displeasure all the Counsell boord Bésides may be my heauie enemies But goe a Gods name I the worst will proue And if I die I die for him I loue Tre. I thanke thee and will warrant thee from death Is my Horse ready Por: It is my Lord Tre: Then will I flie this fearefull Counsell boord Exit Tre. Por: My heart misgiues me I haue done amisse Yet being a Counsellor one of the number Nothing can prooue amisse Now shall I know the worst Heere comes my Lord of Arundell Enter Arundell Arun Porter Did the Lord Treasurer passe this way Por: But now my gratious Lord Arun Vngratious Villaine follow Bring him backe againe If not by faire meanes bring him backe by force And heare you sirra as you goe will the Lord Maior and some Aldermen of his Bretheren and some especiall Citttzens of note to attend our further pleasures presently The Treasurer fled the Duke is but newly arrested some purpose on my life to crosse their plots wee le set strong watches see Gates and walles well mand t is ten to one but princely innocence Is these strange turmoiles wisest violence Enter Winchester Arundell and other Lords the Lord Treasurer kneeling at the Counsell Table Arun Though your attempt Lord Treasurer be such That hath no colour in these troublous times But an apparant purpose of reuolt From the deceast Kings will and our degree Yet for you are a Counsellor of note One of our number and of high degree Before we any way presume to iudge We giue you leaue to speake in your behalfe Tre. My Lord the businesse of these troublous times Binding vs al still to respect the good of common weale Yet doth it not debar priuate regard of vs of our own The generall weale is treasur'd in your brest And all my ablest powers haue bin imployed To stir them there yet haue I borne a part Laying the commons troubles next my heart My ouersight in parting without leaue Was no contempt but onely for an houre To order home affaires that none of mine In these nice times should vnto faction clime Aru. Nay my good Lord be plaine with vs I pray Are you not grieu'd that we haue giuen consent To Lady Ianes election Trea. My Lords I am not Arun. Speake like a Gentleman vpon your word Are you not discontent Tre. Troth to be plaine I am not pleas'd That two such princely Maides lineally descended From our royall King and by his testimonie Confirmed heyre if that their Brother dying Issules And one that neuer dream't it neuer desired The rule of Soueraignetie But with virgins teares hath oft bewaild her miserie Should politickly by vs be nam'd a Queene Arun. You haue said nobly sit and take your place Enter Porter Por. My Lords Sir Thomas Wyat craues accesse vnto your honours Arun Let him come