THE FIRST PART of Ieronimo With the Warres of Portugall and the life and death of Don Andraea Printed at London for Thomas Pauyer and are to be solde at his shop at the entrance into the Exchange 1605 The First Part of Ieronimo Sound a Signate and passe ouer the stage Enter at one dore The king of Spaine Duke of Castile Duke medina Lorenzo and Rogero at another doore Andrea Horatio and Ieronimo Ieronimo kneeles downe and the King creates him marshall of Spaine Lorenzo putes on his spurres and Andrea his sword the king goes along with Ieronimo to his house after a long Signate is sounded Enter all the nobles with couerd dishes to the banquet Exit Omnes That done Enter all agen as before Spai. Frolick Ieronimo thou art now confirmd Marshall of Spaine by all the dewes And customary rights vnto thy office Iero. My knee sings thanks vnto your highnes bountie Come hether boy Horatio fould thy ioynts Kneele by thy fathers loynes and thank my leedge by honering me thy Mother and thy selfe with this high staffe of office Hora. O my léedge I haue a hart thrice stronger then my years and that shall answere gratefully for me Let not my youthfull blush impare my vallor If euer you haue foes or red field scars I le empty all my vaines to serue your wars I le bleed for you and more what speech afords I le speake in drops when I do faile in words Iero. UUell spoke my boy and on thy fathers side My leedge how like you Don Horatios sperit what doth it not promise faire Spai. I and no doubt his merit will purchase more Knight Marshall rise and still rise Higher and greater in thy Soueraines eies Iero. O fortunate houre blessed mynuit happy day Able to rauish euen my sence away Now I remember too O swéet rememberance This day my years strike fiftie and in Rome They call the fifty year the year of Iubily The mery yeare the peacefull yéere Iocond yeare A yéere of ioy of pleasure and delight This shal be my yeare of Iubily for t is my fifty Age vshers honor t is no shame confesse Beard thou art fifty full not a haire lesse Enter an Embassador Spai. How now what news from spain tribute returnd Embas. Tribute in words my leedge but not in coine Spai. Ha dare he still procrastinate with Spaine Not tribute paied not thrée years payed T is not at his coine But his slack homage that we most repine Iero. My léedge if my opinion might stand firme Within your highnes thoughts Spai. Marshall our kingdome calles thée father Therefore speake free Thy counsell I le imbrace as I do thée Iero. I thanke your highnes then my Gracious léedge I hold it méete by way of Embassage To demaund his mind and the nectlect of tribute But my léedge heere must be kind words Which doth oft besiedge the eares of rough Heawn tyrants more then blowes Oh a polyticke speech beguiles the eares of foes Mary my léedge mistake me not I pray If friendly phraises honied spéech bewitching accent Well tuned mellody and all swéet guifts of nature Cannot auaile or win him to it Then let him raise his gall vp to his toong And be as bitter as physitions drugs Stretch his mouth wider with big swolne phrases Oh héere 's a Lad of mettle stout Don Andrea Mettle to the crowne Would shake the kings hie court thrée handfuls downe Spai. And well pickt out knight Marshall Spéech well strung I de rather choose Horatio were he not so young Hora. I humbly thanke your highnes In placing me next vnto his royall bosome Spai. How stand ye Lords to this election Omnes Right pleasing our dread Soueraigne Medi. Onely with pardon mighty Soueraigne Casti. I should haue chose Don Lorenzo I Don Rogero Rog. O no not me my Lords I am wars Champion and my fées are swords Pray king pray peeres let it be Don Andrea Hee s a worthy lim Loues wars and Souldiers therefore I loue him Iero. And I loue him and thee valliant Rogero Noble spyrits gallant blouds Your no wise insinuating Lords You ha no tricks you ha none of all their slights Lo. So so Andrea must be sent imbassador Lorenzo is not thought vpon good I le wake the Court or startle out some bloud Spai. How stand you Lords to this election Omnes Right pleasing our dread Soueraigne Spai. then Don Andrea Add. My aproued leedge spai. UUe make thee our Lord hie imbassador and. Your highnes cirkels me with honors boundes I still discharg the waight of your command with best respect i friendly tempred phraise Cannot affect the vertue of your charge I will be hard like thunder and as rough as Northerne tempests or the vext bowels Of too insulting waues who at one blow Fiue marchants wealths into the deepe doth throw I le threaten crimson wars Roge. I I that 's good Let them keepe coine pay tribute with their bloud spai. Farwell then don Andrea to thy chardge Lordes letes in ioy shal be now our guest Le ts in to celebrate our second feast Exit Omnes manet Lorenzo Solus Lor. Andrea's gone embassador Lorenza is not drempt on in this age Hard fate when villaines sit not in the highest state Ambitions plumes that florisht in our court Seuere authority has dasht with iustice And pollicy and pride walke like two exiles Giuing attendance that were once attended and we reiected that were once high honored I hate andrea cause he aimes at honor when my purest thoughts work in a pitchy vale which are as different as heauen and hell One peeres for day the other gappes for night That yawning Beldam with her Iestie skin T is she I hug as mine effeminate bride For such complexions best appease my pride I haue a lad in pikell of this stamp A melancholy discontented courtier Whose famisht iawes look like the chap of death Upon whose eie browes hang damnation Whose hands are washt in rape and murders bould Him with a goulden baite will I allure For Courtiers wil doe any thing for gould To be Andrea's death at his retourne Hée loues my Sister that shall cost his life So shée a husband he shall lose a wife O swéete swéete pollicie I hugg thée good Andreas himens draught shall be in bloud Exit Enter Horatio at one doore Andrea at an other Hora. Whether in such hast my second selfe And. I'faith my deare bosome to take solemne leaue Of a most wéeping creature Hora. That 's a woman Enter Bellimperia And. That 's Bellimperia Hora. Sée sée she méetes you héere And what it is to loue And be loued déere Bell. I haue hard of your honor gentle brest I do not like it now so well me thinkes And. What not to haue honor bestoued on me Bell. O yes But not a wandring honor deere I could afford well didst thou stay here Could honor melt it selfe into thy vaines And thou the fountaine I could wish it so If thou wouldst remaine
Lazarotto acquainted with Our drift lo. Not for Spains wealth though he be secret yet suspects the worst For confidence confounds the stratagem the fewer in a plot of iealousie Build a foundation surest when multitudes Makes it confused ere it come to head Be secret then trust not the open aire For aire is breath and breath blown words raise care this is the gallery where she most frequents Within this walke haue I beheld her dally With my shapes substance O immortall powers Lend your asistance clap a siluer tongue within This pallat that when I approach Within the presence of this demy Goddesse I may posses an adimanticke power And so bewitch her with my honied spéech Haue euery sillable a musick stop that when I pause the mellody may moue And hem perswasion twéene her snowy paps that her hart hearing may relent and yéeld lor. Breake of my Lord sée where she makes approch Enter Bellimperia Alc. then fall into your former vaines of termes lor. Welcome my Lord welcome braue Don Andrea Spaines best of sperit what newes From Portugale tribute or war But see my Sister Bellimperia comes I will defer it till some other time For company hinders louds conference Exit lorenzo Bel. Welcom my lifes selfe forme deere Don Andrea Alca. My words iterated giues thee as much Welcome my selfe of selfe Bel. What newes Andrea treats it peace or war Alea. At first they cried all war as men resolued to loose both life and honor at one cast At which I thunderd words all clad in proofe Which strooke amazement to their pauled speeche And tribute presently was yeelded vp But maddam Bellimperia leaue we this And talke of former suites and quests of loue They whisper Enter lazarotto laz. t is all about the Court Andreas come Would I might greete him and I wonder much My Lord lorenzo is so slack in murder Not to afford me notice all this while Gold I am true I had my hier And thou shalt haue thy due Wast possible to misse him so soft soft this gallery leads to Bellimperias lodging there he is sure or wil be sure I le stay the euening to begins to slubber day Sweet oportunefull season heere I le leane Like a court hound that liks fat trenchers cleane Bel. But has the king pertooke your embassy Alca. that till to morrow shall be now deferd Bel. Nay then you love me not Let that be first dispatch She kisses him Exit Bellimperia till when receiue this token Alca. I to the king with this unfaithfull hart It must not be I play to falce a part laz. Up lazarotto yonder comes thy prize Now liues Andrea now Andrea dies lazarotto kils him Alca. that villaine lazarotto has kild me In stead of andrea Enter andrea and Rogero and other Roge. Welcome home Lord embassador Alca. Oh oh oh and. Whose grone was that what frightfull villaines this His sword vnshethed whom hast thou murdred slaue laz. Why Don Don andrea And. No conterfetting villaine He ses my Lord that he hath murdered me Laz. I Don Andrea or else Don the deuill And. Lay hands one hun some reare vp the bléeding Body to the light Roge. My Lord I think t is you were you not héere A man might sweare t were you And. His garments ha like mine his face made like An omynous horror all my vaines doth strike Sure this pretends my death this misery Aymes at some fatall pointed tragedy Enter Ieronimo and Horatio Ier. Son Horatio see Andrea slaine Hor. andrea slaine then weapon clyng my brest and. Liue truest friend for euer loued and blest Ho. Liues Don andrea and. I but slaine in thought To sée so strang a likenes forged and wrought Lords cannot you yet discry Who is the owner of this red melting body Roge. My Lord it is alcario Duke Medinas son I know him by this mould vpon his brest Laz. alcario slaine hast thou beguild me sword Arme hast thou slaine thy bountifull kind lord Why then rot off and drop vpon the ground Strew all the galleries with gobbits round Enter Lorenzo Lo. Who names Alcario slaine it is Alcario O cursed déed couldst thou not sée But make the wrong man bléed Laz. Sfoot t was your fault my lord you brought noe word lor. Peace no words I le get thy pardon Why mum then Enter Bellimperia Bel. Who names Andrea slaine O t is andrea O I sound I die lor. Looke to my Sister Bellimperia and. Raise vp my déere loue Bellimperia O be of comfort swéet call in thy sperits Andrea liues O let not death beguile thée Bal. Are you Andrea and. Doe not forget that was alcario My shapes counterfet lor. Why speaks not this accursed damned villaine laz. O good words my Lords for those are courtiers vailes The king must heare why should I make Two tailes for to be sound in two Before the king I will resolue you all This strange strang thing I hot yet mist T was I mistooke my part Hor. I villaine for thou aymst at this true hart Ier. Horatio t was well as fortune stands This letter came not to Andreas hands Hor. T was happines indéed Bel. Was it not you Andrea questioned me bout loue And. No Bellimperia belike t was false Andrea For the first obiect mine eies met Was that most accurst witch I much feare me by all signes pretend Most doubtfull wars and dangerous pointed ends To light vpon my bloud Bel. Angels of heauen foresend it And. Some take vp the bodie others take charg Of that accursed villaine lor. My Lord leaue that to me I le looke to him Ier, Mark mark Horatio a villaine guard a villain and. The king may thinke my newes is a bad guest When the first obiect is a bléeding brest Exit Omnes Enter King of Spaine Castile Medina Rogero and others a dead martch within King My Lords what heauy sounds are these Néerer and néerer ha andrea the foore-runner Of these newes nay then I feare spaines Ineuitable ill Ha andrea speake what newes from Portugale What is tribute paid peace or wars and. Wars my dread léedge king Why then that bléeding obiect doth presage what shall hereafter follow What 's he that lies there slaine or hurt Or both speake and. My léedge alcario Duke medinas son And by that slaue this purple act was done medi. Who names Alcario slaine aie me t is he Art thou that villaine laz. How didst know my name I see an excellent villaine hath his fame As well as a great courtier medi. Speake villain wherefore didst thou this accursed deed laz. Because I was an asse a villainus asse For had I hot it right Andrea had line there He walkt vpright this ominus mistake This damned error breeds in my soule An euerlasting terror King Say slaue how came this accursed euill laz. Faith by my selfe my short sword and the deuill To tell you all without a tedious toong I le cut them downe my words shall not hang That haples bléeding Lord
Iero. Strang newes Lorenzo is becom an honest man Isa. Is this your wondrous newes Iero. Is it not wondrous to haue honesty in hel go tell It Abrod now but sée you put no new aditions To it as thus shal I tell you gossip Lorenzo Is become an honnest man Beware beware For honesty spoken in derision points out knauery O then take héed that Iest would not be trim Hée s a great man therefore we must not knaue him In gentle soule I le not bée long away As short my body Short shall be my stay Exit Isabell Hora. Murder andrea What bloud sucking slaue Could choke bright honor in a skabard graue Iero. What harping still vpon anadreas death Haue courage boy I shall preuent their plots And make them both stand like too politique sots Hora. Lorenzo has a reach as far as hell To hooke the diuell from his flaming cell Oh sprightly father hee le out rech you then Knaues longer reaches haue theÌ„ honest men Iero. But boy feare not I le out stretch them al My minds a giant though my bulke bée full Exit omnis Enter the king of Portingale Balthezer alexandro Donne Vollupo and others a peale of ordenance within a great shout of people King What is the meaning of this lowd report alex. An embas. my Lord is new ariued from spaine King Son Balthezer we pray do you goe méet him And do him all the honor that belonges him Ball. Father my best indeuour shall obay you Welcom worthy lord spaines choyse embassador Braue stout andrea for soe I gesse thee Enter andrea and. Portugalles eire I thanke thee Thou semes no les then what thou arte a prince And an heroycke spirit Portingalles king I kisse my hand and tender on thy throne My masters loue peace and affection King And we receue them and thee worthy andrea Thy masters hy priâ—ed loue vnto our hart Is welcome to his friend thou to our court and. Thankes Portingall My lordes I had in charge At my depart from spaine this embasage To put your brest in mind of tribute due Unto our masters kingdome these three years Detained and kept back and I sent to know Whether neglect or will detaines it so King Thus much returne vnto thy king andrea We haue with best aduise thought of our state And finde it much dishonord by base homage I not deny but tribute hath bin due to Spaine By our forfathers base captiuitie Yet cannot rase out there successors merit T is sayd we shall not answer at next birth Our fathers fawltes in heauen why then one earth Which proues and showes that which they lost by base Captiuitie We may redéeme with honored valiansie We borow nought our kingdome is our owne Hee is a base king that payes rent for his throne And. Is this thy answer Portingalle Bal. I spaine a royal answer to which I le maintaine Omnes And all the péeres of Portugalle the like And. Then thus all spaine which but thrée minites agoe was thy full friend is now returned thy foe Ball. An excellent foe we shall haue scuflling good And. Thou shalt pay trybute Portugalle with blood Ball. Trybute for trybute then And foes for foes And. I bid you sudden warres Ball. I sudden blowes and that 's as good as warres Don I le not bate An inch of courrage nor a haire of fate Pay trybute I with strockes And. I with strockes you shall Allas that spaine should correct Portugal Bal. Correct O in that one word such torments doo I féele that I could lash thy ribes with valiant stéele and. Prince Balthezer shalle s méete Bal. Méete don Andrea yes in the battles Bowels Here 's my gage a neuer fayling pawne t will kéepe his day his houre nay minute T will and. Then thine and this posses one qualitie Bal. O let them kis did I not vnderstand thée noble Ualliant and worthy my swordes societie with thée For all Spaines wealth I de not graspe hands Meet Don andrea I tell thee noble spirit I de wade vp to the knees in bloud I de make a bridge of spanish carkases to single thee out of the gasping armye and. Woot thou prince why euen for that I loue Bal. Tut loue me man when we haue drunke Hot bloud together woundes will tie an euerlasting setled amity And so shall thine and. And thine Bal. What giue no place and. to whome Bal. to me and. To thee why should my face that 's placed aboue my mind Fall vnder it Bal. I le make thee yeeld and. I when yon get me downe But I stand euen yet iump crowne to crowne Bal. Darst thou and. I dare Bal. I am all vext And. I care not Bal. I shall forget the Law And. Do do Bal. Shall I And. Spare not Bal. But thou wilt yeeld first and. No Bal. O I hug thee sort the valianst spirit ere trod the Spanish courte Heere let the rising of our hot bloud set alex. My leedge two nobler spyrits neuer met Bal. Untill we meet in purple when our swords and. Agreed right valliant prince Then Portugale this is thy resolute answere King So returne it s so we haue bethought vs what Tribute is how poore that Monarch shoes Who for his throne a yeerely penshion owes And what our predesessors lost to spaine We haue fresh sperits that can renew it againe and. Then I vnclaspe the purple leaues of war Many a new wound must gaspe through an old scar So Portugale I leaue thee King Our selfe in person will see thee safe aboord Come son come Lords In steade of tribute we must pay our swords Bal. Remember Don andrea that we meet and. Up hether sayling in a crimson fleete Exit Omnes Enter lorenza and alcario lo. Do you affect my Sister alca. Affect aboue affection for her breast Is my liues treasure O entire Is the condition of my hot desire lo. Then this must be your plot You know andreas gone embassador On whom my Sister Bellimperia Casts hir affection you are in stature like him Speech alike and had you but his vestment On your backe ther 's no one liuing but would Sweare t were he therefore sly policy must Be your guide I haue a suite iust Of andreas cullers proportiond in all parts Nay t was his own this suit within my closet Shall you weare and so disguisd woe sue and Then at last alca. What Lor. Obtaine my loue alca. This fals out rare In this disguise I may both wed bed and boord her lor. You may you may besids within these few daies Hée le returne alca. Till this be acted I in passion burne lor. All fals out for the purpose all hits iumpe The date of his embassage nighe expired Giues strength vnto our plot alca. True true all to the purpose lor. Moreouer I will buze Andreas Landing which once but crept into the vulger mouthes Is hurryed héer and there and sworne for troth Thinke t is your loue makes me create this guise And willing
alcario Which this hand slew pex on t was a huge dotar On Bellimperias beautye who replide in scorne And his hot suite denide For her affections were all firmly planted In Don andreas bosome yet vnwise He still pursued it with blind louers eies Then hired he me with gold O fate thou elfe To kill Andrea which hixe kild himselfe For not content to stay the time of murder He tooke andreas shape vnknowne to me And in all parts disguisd as there you sée Intending as it séemed by that sly shift To steale away her troth short tale to tell I tooke him for Andrea downe he fell king O Impious déede to make the heire of honor Melt and bléede beare him away to execution laz. Nay Lord Lorenzo wher 's the pardon Sfoot I le peach else lor, Peace Lazarotto I le get it of the king laz. Do ot quickly then or I le spred villainy lor. My Lord he is the most notorious rogue That euer breathd In his eare king Away with him lor. Your highnes may doe well to barre his spéech T is able to infect a vertuous eare king Away with him I will not heare him speake laz. My Lord Lorenzo is a They stop his mouth and beare him in Iero. Is not this a monstrous courtier hora. He is the court fode father King Trybute denide vs ha And. It is my léedge and that with no meane wordes He will redéeme his honor lost with swordes King So daring Ha so Peremptory Can you remember the words he spake And. Word for word my gratious soueraine And these they were Thus much returne to Spaine Say That our setled Iudgment hath aduisd vs What tribute is how poore that Monarch shewes Who for his throne a yearely pension owes And what our predecesors lost to Spaine We haue fresh spirites that can renew it againe King Ha soe peremptory daring stout and. Then my léedge acording your gratious dread Comand I bad defiance with a vengfull hand Spai. He intertained it and. I and returned it with menasing browes Prince Baltheser his son Grow Uiolent and wished the fight begin Enter lorenzo lor. So so I haue sent my slaue to hell Tho he blab there the diueles will not tell a Tucket within Spa. How now what means this trumpets sound My léedge the Portugalles Enter a Messenger mess. Are vp in armes glittring in stéel Spa. Where 's our lord generall lorenzo stout andrea With whome I ranck spritely Horatio what for shame shall the Portugalles Trample the fields before you Gene. No my léedge ther 's time enough To let out bloud enough tribute shall flow Out of their bowels and be tendered so Spai. Farwell braue Lords my wishes are bequeathd A nobler ranke of sperits neuer breathd Exit king and Nobles Iero. O my swéet boy heauen shield thée still from care O be as fortunate as thée art faire Hor. And heauen blesse you my father in this fight that I may sée your Gray head crownd in white Exit Omnes Enter Andrea and Bellimperia Bel. You came but now must you part agen You told me that you sperit Should put on peace but sée war followes war and. Nay swéet loue cease to be denide our honor why t were base to breath and liue and wars in such a case Is euen as necessary as our bloud Swordes are in season then when rightes with stood Deny vs tribute that so many yéeres We haue in peace told out Why it would raise spléene in the host Of Angels t were enough to make tranquile saints of angry stuffe Bel. You haue ore wrought the chiding of my brest And by that argument you firmly proue Honor to sore aboue the pitch of loue Lend me thy louing and thy warlicke arme On which I knit this softe and silken charme Tyed with an amorous knot O may it proue Inchaunted armour being charmed by loue That when it mounts vp to thy warlick crest It may put by the sword and so be blest And. O what deuinity procéeds from loue What happier fortune then my selfe can moue Harke the drum beckens me sweet deere farwell This scarfe shall be my charme gainst foes and hell Bel. O let me kisse thée first And. The drum agen Bel. Hath that more power then I And. Do ot quickly then farwell Exit Andrea Bel. Farwell O cruell part andreas bosome bears away my hart Exit Bellimperia Enter Balthezer alexandro Vollupo Don Pedro with soldiers drum and coullers Bal. Come valliant sperits you Péeres of Portugale That owe your liues your faiths and seruices To set you frée from base captiuity O let our fathers scandall nere be séene As a base blush vpon our frée borne chéeks Let all the tribute that proud Spaine receaud Of those all captiue Portugales deceased Turne into chafe and choke their insolence Methinks no moyetie not one little thought Of them whole seruile acts liue in their graues But should raise spléens big as a cannon bullet Within your bosomes O for honor Your countries reputation your liues fréedome Indéed your all that may be termed reueng Now let your blouds be liberall as the sea And all those wounds that you receiue of Spaine Let thers be equall to quit yours againe Speake portugales are you resolued as I to liue like captiues or as free borne die Vol. Prince Balthezer as you say so say we to die with honor scorne captiuity Cal. Why spoke like true Portugales indéed I am asured of your forwardnes Now Spaine sit firme I le make thy towers shake And all that gold thou hadst from Portugale which makes thy court melt in Luxuriousnes I vow to haue it treble at thy hands Hark Portugales I heare their spanish drum March on and meet them this must be the day that all they haue receaued they back must pay The Portugales martch about Enter Ieronimo Andrea Horatio lorenzo lord Generall Rogero and attendants with drum and Coullers Iero. What are you brauing vs before we come wée le be as shrill as you strike a larum drum They sound a florish a both sides Bal. Thou ynch of Spaine Thou man from thy hose downe ward Scarse so much thou very little longer then Thy beard speake not such big words Thai le throw thee downe little Ieronimo words greater then thy selfe it must not Iero. And thou long thing of Portugale why not Thou that art full as tall As an English gallows vper beam and all Deuourer of apparell thou huge swallower My hose will scarse make thée a standing coller What Haue I almost quited you and. Haue doone impatiant Marshall bal. Spanish combatants what doo you set a little Pygnire Marshall to question with a Prince and. No prince Balthezer I haue desired him peace That we might war What is the tribute Mony tendred yet bal. Trybute ha ha what elles wherefore méete our Drums but to tender and receiue the somes Of many a bléeding hart which eare Sunne fall Shall pay deere trybute euen there liues and all and.