tell her Clowne Overy easily stand with thy face that way and follow thy nose and thou wilt be there presently But doest thou heare Brittan take my word our Organ of Powles is much bigger and better than yours of Rixam by as much as Powles Church is bigger and better than Saint Pancridge Welch Awe man you prittle and prattle nothing but leasings and untruths now will you but ease your posteriors a little and I will quickly shew you your Organ of Pauls Clown Very good I like your demonstration well but doest thou thinke your Organ of Rixam can compare with ours for all that Welch Lend me but your eares and your apprehensions and I will make you easily to acknowledge your errours Clowne But first shew me your case in which you carry your two paire of Organs sure those flops wil not hold them but in the meane time walke with me to the next red Lettice and I will give thee two Cannes and wet thine Organ-pipes well I warrant thee Welch I will take your courtesies and if ever I shall meet you in Glamorgan or Rednock-shire I will make bold to requite some part of your kindnesses A loud winding of Hornes within Clowne The very noise of that Horne hath frighted my courtesie but all 's one fare-well for this time and at our next meeting ten to one I will be as good as my word Welch Say you so man why then Cad keepe you from all his mercies and good fortunes and make us all his servants Sound againe Enter the King Martiall c. King Come we will to the chace be neare us Martiall I 'le try to day which of our two good steeds Can speed it best let the most swift take both Mar. So please your Grace but I shall surely loose Yours is the best for proofe though mine for show King That will we try the wager growes not deepe Equals the lay and what we winne wee 'le keepe Mount mount Exeunt Chester Greater and greater still no plot no tricke To have him quite remov'd from the Kings Grace To slander him Clin. The King will lend no eare To any just complaint that 's made of him What can our scandals doe then Chest. Challenge him Of Treason then and that may haply call His Loyalty into suspect and question Which in the King at least will breed a coldnesse If not a deadnesse of affection Clint. Of Treason say he crave the combate then For that 's the least he can which of us two Shall combate him I know his blowes too well Not I Chest. I should be loath Clin. How doe you rellish this His vertue and his bounty wonne him grace On that wee 'le build to ruine all his favours And worke him to disgrace Chest. Pray teach me how Clin. First praise him to the King give all his vertues Double their due adde unto every thing Ey and Hyperbolize in all his deeds Let his knowne vertues be the common Theame Of our discourse to stale him rate his worth To equalize if not to exceed the King This cannot but beget distast at least Chest. But further Clin. Thus then fall off from his praise And question his best deeds as it may be His noble bounty is but popular grace And his humility but inward pride His vulgar suffrage and applause abroad A way to climbe and seate himselfe aloft You understand me Chest. Fully come to horse Hornes And as we ride our further plots disgest To finde what may disturbe what ayd us best Exit Enter Martiall and Servant Mar. Spurre to the King his steed 's unshod before The wayes be stony and hee 'le spoyle his beast Here take these shooes and hammer brought of purpose For mine owne use Serv. My Lord have you pluck't the shooes off from your owne horse to set them on anothers a thousand to one but you will spoyle your owne Guelding quite Mar. No matter doe as I command thee sirrah Hollow him streight I know he loves that horse And would not ride him bare for any gold Serv. Your horse is as good as his I am sure and I think you love him as well Mar. No matter if he aske thee where thou hadst them Tell him thou broughtst them with thee for my use Away I 'le gallop after and over-take thee Serv. Put your shooes on another horses feete and let your owne goe bare-foot a jest indeed Mar. The King affects both his good horse and Game I 'le helpe to further both Enter the King and Martiall Winde hornes King You have fetcht me up at length that 's to your fortune Or my misfortune for I lost a shooe Martiall you ride well furnisht to the field Mar. My Lord so Horsemen should and I am glad My man was so well furnisht and the rather Since we are farre from helpe my man is cunning Your Highnesse to his skill may trust your horse King Thou couldst not have presented me a gift I could have tasted better for that beast I much esteeme you were out-stript at length Mar. Till I was forc't to alight my horse with yours Kept equall speed Enter the Lords King Our Lords now Gentlemen How doe you like the Chace Audl. 'T was excellent King Had not my horse beene by mischance unshod My Martiall here and I had led you still Chest. You were the better horst King And you the worst Witnesse the hugenesse of your way behind Is not my horse yet shod Serv. He is my Lord King Then let us mount againe Clin. Your horse my Lord is not in state to ride He wants two shooes before King Whose doth the Martials Mart. Oft such mischance happen King Were you furnisht For us and for your selfe kept no supply Mar. So I may have my Lord to furnish you I care not how my selfe want King Apprehension helpe mee for every circumstance apply Thou hast done me an unwonted courtesie You spy'd my losse first Mar. I did my Lord King And then alighted Mar. True King Vpon my life 't is so To unshooe thine owne good steed and furnish mine Was 't not upon thy life resolve me true Mar. What I have done my Lord I did to you King You will exceed me still and yet my courtesie Shall ranke with thine for this great duty showne I pay thee thus both steeds are now thine owne Clint. They wager love Mar. The best thing I can doe In me is duty the worst Grace in you King Th' art ours come mount we wil returne to Court To order the great Turnament prepar'd To doe our sonne grace in which we intreat Martiall your ayde because your skill is great Exit Enter Corporall and Cocke ragged Corpor. We have visited all our familiars is it not now time that we revisite our Captaine Cock With all my heart good Corporall but it had not bin amisse if we had gone to Burchen-lane first to have suited us and yet it is a credit for a man of the sword to goe thread-bare because by
his apparrell he may be taken to be an old Soldier Corp. Cocke thy father was a fresh water soldier thou are not Thou hast beene powdred witnesse thy flaxe touch-box Enter Match Cocke But who comes yonder my Match I am glad I have met thee Match I knew Cock at one time or other thou wouldst meete with thy Match What shall we goe to my Captains lodging Enter Captaine extreame ragged Corp. Spare that paines yonder he appears in his colours Capt. Fortun' de la guere I that have flourisht no colours like me nay no Trumpet thou in his highest key have nothing now but ragges to flourish I that have fac't the enemy have not so much as any facing left me were my suite but as well pointed as I have seene some and stood I but in the midst of my followers I might say I had nothing about me but tagge and ragge I am descended nobly for I am descended so low that all the cloaths of my backe are scarce worth a Noble I was borne to thousands and yet a thousand to one they will now scarce acknowledge mee where I was borne Corp. Health to our worthy Captaine Capt. Thanks my most worthy soldiers and yet if I should examine your worths what at the most could all you make Corp. I would not have your Worship to examine our outsides Capt. And for your insides I 'le passe my word Cock Cānot all your worships credit afford you a new suit Cap. Credit me no my revenues were a thousand a yeere part of which I lavish't amongst gallants riotted in Tavernes havockt in Ordinaries and when my estate began to ebbe as my last refuge I laid all my hopes upon the last wars but failing there as the world imagins I am return'd as you see The King hath promised supply and reliefe to all that have spent their estates in his expeditions but many like my selfe have beene borne to be poore that scorne to be beggars as many have beene borne to be rich that can never leave it the truth is I am my selfe as my proceedings will expresse me further Cor. Will you cashiere us Captaine or shall wee follow your future fortunes Capt. You shall not leave me my purpose is to try the humours of all my friends my Allies my ancient associates and see how they will respect me in my supposed poverty though I loose their acquaintance I will loose none of my retinew How say you Gentlemen will you copart with me in this my dejectednesse Corp. As I am Corporall so will I prove true Squire to thy body Cock And as I am true Cocke so will I crow at thy service waite on thee with a combe for thy head with fire to thy Peece with water to thy hands and be cocke sure in any imployment whatsoever Match And as I am true Match I shall scorne that any of them shall o're-match me in duty Capt. Attend me then if I rise you shall ascend if fall I will lie flat with you First then I will make some tryall of my Friends at the Court and in good time here 's the King Sound Enter the King discoursing with Chester and Clinton Audley and Bonvile King You have perswaded much and I begin To censure strangely of his emulous love Chest. Further my Lord what can his smoothnesse meane His courtesie and his humility But as fly baites to catch the peoples hearts And weane them from your love Clin. Doth he not strive In all things to exceed your courtesie Of purpose to out-shine your Royall deeds And daze I your brightnesse that himselfe may shine Is he not onely popular my Liege Is not the peoples suffrage sole to him Whilst they neglect your fame his traine doth equall If not exceed yours still his Chamber throng'd With store of suitors where the Martiall lies There is the Court all eyes are bent on him And on his glories there 's no Theame abroad But how he sav'd you from the Pagans sword How his sole hand swayes guides and guards the Realme Chest. Thinke but my Lord on his last game at Chesse 'T was his past odds but when he saw you moov'd With what a sly neglect he lost the mate Onely to make you bound to'him Clin. For all the favours graces honours loves Bestow'd upon him from your bounteous hand His cunning was to thinke to quit you all And pay you with a horse-shooe Chest. In the Turnament Made by the Prince your sonne when he was Peerelesse And without equall this ambitious Martiall Strives to exceed and did but when he saw Your Highnesse moov'd to see the Prince disgrac't He lost the Prize but how that all the people Might see it given not forfiet which did adde Rather than derogate briefly my Lord His courtesie is all ambition King And well it may be is he not our vassall Why should the Martiall then contend with us To exceed in any vertue we observe him His popularity how affable He 's to the people his Hospitality Which addes unto his love his forwardnesse To entertaine Embassadors and feast them Which though he doo' it upon his proper charge And for our honour yet it may be thought A smoothnesse and a cunning to grow great It must be so A project we intend To proove him faithlesse or a perfect friend Exit Chest. It takes these jealous thoughts we must pursue And to his late doubts still adde something new Cap. Your speech being ended now comes in my cue My honourable Lord Chest. What begger 's this Cap. Beggar my Lord I never begg'd of you But were I a begger I might be a Courtiers fellow Could I begge suites my Lord as well as you I need not goe thus clad or were you free From begging as I am you might ranke me Chest. Comparisons Away Exit Cap. Folly and pride In Silkes and Lace their imperfections shew But let pure vertue come in garments torne To begge reliefe she gets a courtly scorne My Lord you know me Clin. I have seene that face Cap. Why 't is the same it was it is no changeling It beares the selfe-same front 't is not like yours Paled with the least disgrace or past with bragges That smiles upon gay cloaths and frownes on rags Mine's stedfast as the Sunne and free as Fate Whose equall eyes looke upon want and state Clin. And doth not mine so too Pray what 's your busines Cap. Onely that you would know me the Kings favour hath made you a Baron and the Kings warres have made me a bare one there 's lesse difference in the Accent of the word than in the cost of our weeds This is the same face you were once acquainted with though not the same habite I could know your face though your diseas'd body were wrapt in sheepe-skins Clin. This fellow offends me Cap. Goe churle passe free Thou knowst my forfeit lands though forget'st me Nay you would be going too you are as affraid of a torne suite as a younger
both dreame and speake as much as I No question but she thinks as much already And were here voyce and her election free Shee would not sticke to say this man for me Prince You make the Lady blush Princesse Why to change face They say in modest Maides are signes of grace Yet many that like her hold downe the head Will ne're change colour when they 're once in bed Prince You 'le put the Lady out of countenance quite Princesse Not out of heart for all of her complexion Shew in their face the fire of their affection And even the modest wives this know we too Oft blush to speake what is no shame to doe Mar. Lady the Princesse doth but try your spirit And prove your cheeke yet doe not take it ill Hee 'le one day come will act the Husbands part Enter Captaine and Cocke Princesse Here enters one I hope it be not he Cap. Attend me sirrah into the presence and if any of the Guard repulse thee regard him not Cocke I 'le march where my Captaine leads wer 't into the Presence of the great Termagaunt Cap. My duty to the Prince Madam your favour Lord Martiall yours Prince What will the fellow doe Cap. Lady your lip Princesse My Lord how like you this Shee 'd blush to speake that doth not blush to kisse Cocke Well said Mistris Prince A good bold fellow Cap. You are not asham'd to acknowledge me in this good company I have brought thee all that the warres have left of me were I better worth 't were all thine thou canst have no more of the Cat but his skinne I have brought thee home the same eyes that first saw thee the same tongue that first courted thee the same hand that first contracted thee and the same heart that first affected thee More I have not lesse I cannot nay quickly sweet Wench and let mee know what to trust to Lady Mary Were you more worth I could not love you more Or lesse affect you lesse you have brought me home All that I love your selfe and you are welcome I gave no faith to Money but a Man And that I cannot loose possessing you 'T is not the robe or garment I affect For who would marry with a suite of cloaths Diamonds though set Lead reteine their worth And leaden Knives may have a golden sheath My love is to the Jewell not the Case And you my jewell are Cap. Why god amercy Wench come sirrah Exit Cock Here 's a short horse soone curryed Princesse Is this your sweet-heart I had need wish you much joy for I see but a little towards Where did you take him up by the hye-way or did you not fall in love with him hanging on a Gibbet Prince What is he for Heavens sake can no man give him his true character Mar. I can my Lord he 's of a noble House A Bonvile and great Heire but being profuse And lavish in his nonage spent the most Of his knowne meanes and hoping now at last To raise his fortunes by the warres now ceast His hopes have fail'd him yet we know him valiant And fortunate in service One whose minde No fortune can deject no favour raise Above his vertues pitch Prince If he be such Wee 'le move the King in his behalfe and helpe To cherish his good parts Enter Chester Chest. My Lord the Prince The King calls for you for he dines to day In the great Hall with great solemnity And his best state Lord Martiall you this day Must use your place and waite so all the Lords Prince Come wee 'le goe see the King Mar. I shall attend your Grace Exit Princesse And in faith Lady can you be in love with this ragge of honour Lady Ma. Madam you know I am my Fathers heire My possibilities may raise his hopes To their first height should I despise my hand In a torne glove or taste a poysonous draught Because presented in a Cup of Gold Vertue will last when wealth flyes and is gone Let me drinke Nectar though in earth or stone Princesse But say your Father now as many Fathers are proove a true worldling and rather than bestow thee on one dejected dis-inherite thee how then Lady Ma. My Father is my Father but my Husband He is my selfe my resolution is To professe constancy and keepe mine honour And rather than to Queene it where I hate Begge where I love I wish no better fate Princesse By my faith good counsell if I live long enough It may be I may have the grace to follow it Exit Sound enter two banquets brought forth at one the King and the Prince in their State at the other the Lords the Martiall with his Staffe and Key and other offices borne before him to waite on the King King This Anniversary doe we yeerely keepe In memory of our late victories In joy of which we make a publicke feast And banquet all our Peeres thus openly Sit Lords those onely we appoint to waite Attend us for this day and now to crowne Our Festivall we will begin this health Who 's that so neare our elbow Martiall you Stand off we wish you further Mar. Me my Lord King Ey you my Lord Mar. Your Highnesse will 's a law I shall obey King You are too neare us yet what are we King Or have we countermanders Chest. Note you that Clint. Now it begins Mar. I feare some Sycophants Have dealt ignobly with us to the King No matter I am arm'd with innocence And that dares front all danger King Lords this Health The King drinks they all stand See it goe round 't was to our victory Mar. With pardon can your Highnesse that remember And so forget me King Thou doest prompt me well You are our Martiall Mar. I have us'd that place King Your Staffe support it and resolve me thus Which of yon Lords there seated at the bord Hast thou beene most in opposition with Or whom dost thou least favour Mar. I love all But should you aske me who hath wrong'd me most Then should I point out Chester King Chester then Beare him that Staffe giv 't up into his hand Say I commend me to him by the name Of our High Martiall take your place below And let him waite on us what doe you pause Or shall we twice command Mar. I 'le doo 't my Lord Chester the King commends his love to you And by my mouth he styles you by the name Of his High Martiall which this Staffe of Office Makes good to you my place I thus resigne And giv 't up freely as it first was mine You must attend the King it is a place Of honour Chester and of great command Vse it with no lesse modesty than he That late injoy'd it and resignes it thee Chest. I need not your instruction the Kings bounty Bestows it freely and I take my place Mar. And I mine here th' allegeance that I owe him Bids me accept it were it yet more
And let him not drop his shooe-clouts here 2. Gent. Sfoot dost thou meane we shall goe louzie out of the house 3. Gent. If he will not goe out by faire meanes Send for a Constable 4. Gent. And send him to Bridewell Ordinary whipping cheere is best for him Host. Nay pray sir leave my house you see the Gentlemen will not endure your company Cap. Mine Host thou knewst me in my flourishing prime I was the first brought custome to thine house Most of my meanes I spent here to enrich thee And to set thee up I 've cast downe my selfe Host. I remember sir some such matter but you see the times change Nay will you leave the Gentlemen Cap. The Lease of this house hadst thou not from me Did I not give thee both the Fyne and Rent Host. I must needs say you were bountifull when you had it but in troth sir if you will not be gone J shall be forc't to turne you out by the head and shoulders Cap. And is not all this worth the trusting for an Ordinary Host. Nay if you prate I shall use you somewhat extraordinary Gent. Downe with the Rogue Cap. Since you hate calmes and wil move stormy weather Now Host and guest shall all downe staires together Clown Ah well done Master tickle them noble Captaine Cap. Come Cock I have tooke some of their stomacks away from them before Dinner Enter the Martiall with his two men and his two Daughters Mar. We are at peace now and in threatned death We doe enjoy new life my onely comforts The image of my late deceased wife Now have I time to surfeit on your sight Which Court-imployments have debarr'd me long Oh Fortune thou didst threaten misery And thou hast paid me comfort neede we ought That we should seeke the suffrage of the Court Are we not rich are we not well revenew'd Are not the Countrey-pleasures farre more sweete Than the Court-cares Instead of balling suiters Our eares receive the musicke of the Hound For mounting pride and lofty ambition We in the Ayre behold the Falcons Tower And in that Morall mock those that aspire Oh my good King instead of threat and wrong Thou hast brought me rest which I have wisht so long Isabella Sir we have long beene Orphans in the Countrey Whilst you still followed your affaires at Court We heard we had a Father by our Guardian But scarce till now could we enjoy your sight Katherine Nor let it seeme offencive to your love That we in your retirement should take pride The King in this pursues our greater happinesse And quickens most where he would most destroy Mar. You are mine owne sweet girles in your vertues I place my sole blisse you are all my honours My favours state and offices at Court What are you not Let the King take my lands And my possession and but leave me you He leaves me rich more would I not desire And lesse he cannot grant Enter a servant Serv. One from the King Attends your honour and his urgency Craves quicke dispatch Mar. Ladies withdraw a little I long to know what mischiefe 's now afoot Wee 'le front it be it death ey and march towards it A Chaire admit the Herald let him in We are arm'd 'gainst what can come our breast is true And that 's one Maxim what is forc't is wrong We can both keepe our heart and guide our tongue Enter the servant ushering in Chester Chest. Sir the King greets you and commands you effect His will in this you know the Character Mar. My good Lord Martiall you are welcome hither These Lines I kisse because they came from him Chest. You 'le like the letter better than the style Ha change your face is your blood moov'd to the tyde Or ebbes it to your heart Mar. Thou hast two Daughters He reads Faire by report her whom thou lov'st best Send to the Court it is thy Kings behest Doe this on thy allegeance Chest: Sir your Answer Mar. I pray Sir deale with men in misery Like one that may himself be miserable Insult not too much upon men distrest Play not too much upon my wretchednesse The noble minds still will not when they can Chest. I cannot stay for answer pray be briefe Mar. You are more welcome than your message Sir And yet that 's welcome comming from my King Pray Sir forbeare me 't is the Kings command And you shall know mine answer instantly Receive him nobly Chest. I shall waite your pleasure Mar. Malice revenge displeasure envy hate I had thought that you had onely dwelt at Court And that the Countrey had beene cleere and free But from Kings wraths no place I finde is safe My fairest daughter had the King commanded One of my hands I had sent it willingly But her yet Kings must not be dallied with Somewhat I must resolve to breed of force Treason or to my blood or to my King False Father or false or Subject I must proove Be true to him I serve other I love Somewhat I must my Daughters call them in Enter one ushering the Ladies Leave them and us Ladies I must be blunt the King 's displeas'd And hearing of two children whom I love My patience and my loyalty to try Commands that she whom I love best must dye Isab Dye 'las chat's nothing must nor all men so And doth not Heaven crowne martyr'd innocence I was affraid my Lord the King had sene To have strumpetted the fairest for of your blood An innocent death my Lord is crowne of rest Then let me dye as her whom you love best Kath. If but to dye prove that you love me then Death were most welcome to confirme your love Alas my Sister she hath not the heart To looke upon a rough Tormenters face I am bold and constant and my courage great As token of your love then point out me Mar. Alas my girle for greater ills prepare Death would end yours and somewhat ease my sorrows What I must speake containes Heavens greatest curse Search all the world you can finde nought so ill Isab. Speak 't at once Mar. Her whom I best affect The King intends to strumpet Kath. Blesse me Heaven Mar. Should he Kath. By all my joyes I 'le sooner dye Then suffer it Isab. And so by Heaven will I Mar. Now you are mine indeed who would forgoe One of these jemmes so fine and valued so But passion give me leave the King commands I must obey The fairest he sent for None of my daughters have beene seene at Court Nor hath the ambitious Chester view'd them yet My eldest then shall goe come hither girle I send thee Heaven knowes whether to thy death Or to thine honour though he envie me Yet in himselfe the King is honourable And will not stretch his malice to my child The worst I feare and yet the best I hope I charge thee then even by a fathers name If the King daine to take thee to his bed By name
of Queene if thou perceiv'st thy selfe To be with child conceale it even from him Next when thou find'st him affable and free Finde out some talke about thy Sister here As thus thy Father sent thee but in jest Thy Sister 's fairest and I love her best Isab. It may incense the King Mar. What I intend Is to my selfe inquire no further of it Isab. I shal performe your will and thus resolv'd To be a Martyr e're a Concubine But if the King afford me further favour In my close bosome your last words I 'le place Mar. Sister and Sister part be you not seene Bid her farewell a Martyr or a Queene They cannot speake for teares alas for woe That force should part Sister and Sister thus And that the Child and Father of one heart Comands and powerfull threats should thus divide But Chester stayes within there Enter servant Serv. My Lord Mar. Have you receiv'd Earle Chester honourably Serv. The noblest welcome that the house could yeeld He hath had my Lord nothing was held too deere He much extolls your bounty Mar. Vsher him in we are now ready for him Serv. I shall my Lord Enter Chester Chest. Sir I have stay'd your leasure now your Answer Mar. That I obey the fairest of my girles I send the King Chest. I easily can beleeve That this the fairest is her like in Court Lives not she is a Present for a King Mar. Say to the King I give her but conditionally That if he like not this fairest of the two Vnstain'd he will his gift send backe againe Chest. I shall come Lady Mar. My Lord I doe not load you with commends And duties which I could doe to the King I know your love your memory may faile you And you them all may scatter by the way Doe thou a Fathers duty thus in teares And send me how thou speed'st to free these feares Exeunt Actus tertius Enter Clowne and the Lady Mary Mary Came you from him Clown Yes if it please your Maidenship my Master sends you word he is the old man and his suite is the old suite still and his cloaths the old cloaths He scornes to be a change ling or a shifter he feares nothing but this that hee shall fall into the Lord your fathers hands for want of reparations Mary We know thy meaning here beare him this gold And bid him suite him like the man he was Bid him to face the proudest hee in Court He shall not want whilst we have Clowne That was out of my Commission Lady Gold tempts I have commandment not to touch it 't is another thing he aymes at it is a thing but I know not what manner of thing but something it is and he vowes not to shift a shirt till he be further resolv'd hee onely sends you Commendations and withall to know if you would stand to your word Mary He wrongs me to cast doubts Tell him I am the same I ever was And ever will continue as I am But that he should disdaine this courtesie Being in want and comming too from me Doth somewhat trouble me Clowne We want Madam you are deceiv'd wee have store of ragges plenty of tatters aboundance of jagges huge rents witnesse our breeches ground enough to command for we can walke where we will none will bid us to Dinner houses rent-free and goodly ones to chuse where we will the Martialsie the Counter Newgate Bridewell and would a man desire to dwell in stronger buildings and can you say that we are in want No Lady my Captaine wants nothing but your love and that he intreats you to send by me the bearer Mary I doe with all the best affection A Virgin can bestow upon her friend Clown I dare sweare he is an honest man but I dare not say he is a true man Mary How not a true man Clowne No for hee hath sworne to steale you away and thus I prove it if he steale you away I am sure you wil not goe naked he cannot steale you but hee must steale the cloaths you have on and he that steales apparrell what is he but a Theefe and hee that is a Theefe cannot be a true man Ergo Mary That is not theft when men but steale their owne And I am his witnesse this Diamond Which beare him and thus say that no disaster Shall ever part me from his company Clown I shall beare this with as good will as you would beare him Vtcung volumus Mary What are we but our words when they are past Faith should succeed and that should ever last My Father Enter Audley Aud. Wots thou who 's returnd The unthrift Bonvile ragged as a scarre-crow The Warres have gnaw'd his garments to the skinne I met him and he told me of a Contract Mary Sir such a thing there was Aud. Vpon condition if he came rich Mary I heard no such exception Aud. Thou doest not meane to marry with a begger Mary Vnlesse he be a Gentleman and Bonvile Is by his birth no lesse Aud. Such onely gentile are that can maintaine Gentily Mary Why should your state faile you Can it from you your honours take away Whilst your Allegeance holds what need you more You ever shall be noble although poore Aud. They are noble that have nobles gentle they That appeare such Mary Indeed so worldlings say But vertuous men proove they are onely deare That all their riches can about them beare Sound Enter the King Clinton Bonvile Prince Princesse King Is not Earle Chester Return'd yet with an answer from the Martiall Prince Not yet my Lord King For such contention we now scorne revenge Wee 'le try the utmost of his patience now He would exceed our love if it appeare He will hold nothing for his King too deere Aud. Earl Chester is return'd Enter Chester and Isabella King Hast brought her Chester Chest. Her whom her father the most faire esteemes He hath sent by me onely with this request That if his free gift doe not like your Highnesse You 'le send her backe untoucht to his embrace King I feare we shall not she appeares too faire So streightly to part with what is he would Attempt such virgin-modesty to staine By hopes of honour flatteries or constraint How doe you like her your opinions Lords Prince A beauteous Lady one that hath no peere In the whole Court King Therefore I hold her precious Princesse A fairer face in Court who ever saw Her beauty would become the name of Queene Clin. One of more state or shape where shall we finde Aud. Her modesty doth doe her beauty grace Both in her cheeke have chus'd a soveraigne seate King You have past censure Lady now you 're mine And by your Fathers free gift you are so To make or marre to keepe or bestow Isab. It glads me I am present to a King Whom I have alwayes heard my father tearme Royall in all things vertuous modest chaste And to have one free attribute besides
Which even the greatest Emperour need not scorne Honest to you if you be such my Liege A Virgins love I prostrate and a heart That wishes you all goodnesse with the duty Of a true subject and a noble father Then mighty Prince report your subject noble Since all those vertues you receive in me King Thou hast o'recome us all that thou hast tearm'd us Wee 'le strive to be and to make good those attributes Thou hast bestow'd upon us rise our Queene Thy vertue hath tooke off the threatning edge Of our intended hate though thou art ours Both by free gift and duty which we challenge As from a subject though our power could stretch To thy dishonour we proclaime thee freed And in this grace thy father we exceed Prince The King in this shews honour Princes still Should be the Lords of their owne appetites And cherish vertue King Have I your applause Bon. Your Highnesse shews both Royalty and Iudgment In your faire choice King Are your opinions so Aud. Farre be it mighty King we should distast Where you so well affect Princesse For grace and feature England affords not a more compleate Virgin Clin. Were she not the Martials daughter I 'd tearme her worthy for my Soveraignes Bride Chest. Ey that 's the griefe King This kisse then be the Seale Thou art our Queene and now art onely mine Isab. May I become your vassall and your Hand-maid Titles but equall to my humble birth But since your Grace a higher title daines Envy must needs obey where power compells Give expeditious order for the Rites Of these our present Nuptials which shall be Done with all State and due solemnity And Martiall in this businesse thou shall finde Thy selfe defective and not us unkind Enter servant Serv. Health to your Highnesse King Whence Ser. From my sad Master Your Martiall once now your dejected vassall And thus he bid me say If the King daine To grace my daughter with the stile of Queene To give you then this Casket which containes A double dower halfe of this mighty summe He out of his revenewes had afforded Had she bin match but to a Barons bed But since your Highnesse daines her for your Bride And his Alliance scornes not to disdaine He saith a double dower is due to you King He strives to exceed us still this emulation Begets our hate and questions him of life This Dower we take his Daughter entertaine But him we never shall receive to grace Beare not from us so much as love or thankes We onely strive in all our actions To be held peerelesse for our courtesie And Royall bounty which appeares the worse Since he a Subject would precede his Prince And did we not his Daughter dearely love Wee 'd send her backe with scorne and base neglect But her we love though him in heart despise Pay him that thanks for all his courtesies Serv. In this imployment I will strive to doe Th' office of a subject and of servant too King Since to that emulous Lord we have sent our hate Come to our Nuptials let 's passe on in state Exit Enter Captaine and Clowne Cap. The humours of Court Citty Campe and Country I have trac't and in them can finde no man but money all subscribe to this Motto Malo pecuniam viro Oh poverty thou are esteem'd a sinne worse than whoredome gluttony extortion or usury And earthy gold thou art preferr'd 'fore Heaven Let but a poore man in a thred-bare suite Or ragged as I am appeare at Court The fine-nos'd Courtiers will not sent him no They shunne the way as if they met the Pest Or if he have a suite it strikes them deafe They cannot heare of that side Clown Come to the Citty the Habberdasher will sooner call us block heads than blocke us come to the Sempsters unlesse we will give them money we cannot enter into their bands though we have the Law of our sides yet wee may walke through Burchin-lane and be non-suited come bare-foot to a Shooe-maker though he be a Constable he will not put us into his Stocks though the Girdler be my brother yet he will not let his leather imbrace me come to the Glover his gloves are either so little that I cannot plucke them on or so great that I cannot compasse And for the Campe there 's honour cut out of the whole peece but not a ragge of money Cap. The Contrey hath alliance with the rest my purpose is now I have so thorowly made proofe of the humours of men I will next assay the dispositions of women not of the choicest but of those whom wee call good wenches Clowne Pray Master if you goe to a house of good fellowship give me something to spend upon my Cockatrice if I have nothing about me I shall never get in Cap. Ther 's for you sirrah doth not the world wonder I should be so flush of money and so bare in cloaths the reason of this I shall give account for hereafter But to our purpose here they say dwels my Lady Bawdy-face here will we knock Enter Bawd Bawd Who 's there what would you have ha Cap. Sweet Lady we would enter nay by your leave Bawd Enter where here be no breaches for you to enter truely Cap. And yet we are souldiers and have venter'd upon as hot service as this place affords any Bawd Away you base companions we have no breaches for such tatter'd breeches we have no patches to suite with your ragges Cap. Nay pray give way Bawd Away you rogues doe you come to shake your ragges here doe you thinke we can vent our ware without money you rascals get you from my doore you beggerly companions or I 'le wash you hence with hot scalding water Clown Nay I warrant her wenches can afford her that at all times Bawd Doe I keepe house to entertaine Tatterdemaleans with a Poxe you will be gone Cap. We must forbeare the gallants are out of patience stand aside Enter two Gentlemen 1. Gent. I would faine goe in but I have spent all my mony 2. Gent. No matter they shall not know so much till we get in and then let me alone I 'le not out till I be fir'd out 1. Gent. Then let 's set a good face of the matter By your leave Lady Bawd You 're welcome Gentlemen 1. Gent. What fellows be yon Bawd Two poore souldiers that came for an almes and please you that stay for some reversions there 's none such come into my house I warrant you 2. Gent. Save you sweet Lady Bawd Where be those kitchinstuffes here shall we have no attendants shew these Gentlemen into a close roome with a standing bed in 't and a truckle too you are welcome Gentlemen Cap. 'T is generall thorow the world each state esteemes A man not what he is but what he seemes The purest flesh rag'd can no entrance have But It'ch and all disease if it come brave Wide open stand the gates of lust and
sham'd not to come out but held it sinne Not to be pardon'd to be seene goe in But I 'le be modest nay nay keepe your Gold To cure those hot diseases you have got And being once cleere betake you to one man And study to be honest that 's my counsell You have brought many like you Gentlemen That jet in Silkes to goe thus ragg'd like us Which did they owne our thoughts these rags would change To shine as we shall though you think it strange Come come this house is infected shall we goe Clowne Why Sir shall I have no sport for my money but even a snatch and away Cap. Leave me and leave me ever and observe This rule from me where there is lodg'd a Whore Thinke the Plagues crosse is set upon that doore Clowne Then Lord have mercy upon us where have we beene The Clowne goes learing away and shaking his head Bawd Hist hist heere 's a rayling companion indeed 1. Whore I know not what you call a rayling companion but such another discourse would make me goe neere to turn honest Bawd Nay if you be in that minde I 'le send for your love the plague in my house the Pox is as soone I am sure there was never man yet that had Lord have mercy upon us in his minde that would ever enter here Nay will you goe Sound enter the King Prince Princesse all the Lords the Queene c. King Before you all I here acknowledge Lords I never held me happy but in this My vertuous choice in having your applause Me-thinks I had the sweet consent of Heaven Princesse This noble Lady now my royall Mother Hath by her love to you regard to us And courteous affability to all Attain'd the generall suffrage of the Realme Princesse Her modest carriage shall be rules to me Her words instructions her behaviour precepts Which I shall ever study to observe Queen I feele my body growing by the King And I am quicke although he know it not Now comes my fathers last injunction To my remembrance which I must fulfill Although a Queene I am his daughter still King Lords and the rest forbeare us till we call A chaire first and another for our Queene Some private conference we intend with her Now leave us Exeunt Lords King My fairest Isabella the choice jewell That I weare next my heart I cannot hide My love to thee 't is like the Sunne invelopt In watery clouds whose glory will breake thorow And spite opposure scornes to be conceal'd Saving one thing aske what my kingdome yeelds And it is freely thine Queen What 's that my Lord King I cannot speake it without some distaste To thee my Queene yet if thy heart be ours Name it not to me Queen I am onely yours King Begge not thy fathers free repeale to Court And to those offices we have bestow'd Save this my Kingdome and what it containes Is thy wills subject Queen You are my King and Husband The first includes allegeance the next duty Both these have power above a Fathers name Though as a daughter I could wish it done Yet since it stands against your Royall pleasure I have no suite that way King Thou now hast-thrust thy hand into my bosome And we are one Thy beauty oh thy beauty Never was King blest with so faire a wife I doe not blame thy Father to preferre Thee 'fore thy sister both in love and face Since Europe yeelds not one of equall grace Why smiles my love Queen As knowing one so faire With whom my pale cheeke never durst compare Had you but seene my Sister you would say To her the blushing Corrall should give way For her cheeke staines it Lillies to her brow Must yeeld their Ivory whitenesse and allow Themselves o'recome If e're you saw the skie When it was clear'st it never could come nigh Her Azure veines in colour shee 's much clearer Ey and her love much to my Father dearer King We by our noble Martiall made request For the most faire and her whom he best lov'd Durst he delude us Queen What I speake is true So will your selfe say when shee comes in place King Our love to thee shall not or'ecome that hate We owe thy Father though thou bee'st our Queene Queen He keeps her as his Treasure locks her safe Within his armes he onely minded me As one he lov'd not but thought meerely lost King Thou art lost indeed for thou hast lost my heart Nor shalt thou keepe it longer all my love Is swallowed in the spleene I beare thy Father And in this deepe disgrace put on his King Which wee 'le revenge Enter Prince Princesse Chester Clinton Bonvile and Audley King It shall be thus Chester beare hence this Lady to her Father As one unworthy us with her that dower The double dower he by his servant sent Thy teares nor knee shall once prevaile with us As thou art loyall without further language Depart our presence wee 'le not heare thee speake Chest. What shall I further say King Command him on his life to send to Court His tother Daughter and at our first summons Lest we proclaime him Traytor this see done On thy Allegeance Chest. Now the goale is ours King None dare to censure or examine this That we shall hold our friend or of our blood Subjects that dare against their Kings contend Hurle themselves downe whilst others hie ascend Exit Actus quartus Enter the Martiall and his daughter Katherine Mar. I see the King is truely honourable All my disgraces and disparagements He hath made good to me in this to queene my child And which more glads me with such ardency He seemes to affect her and to hold her deare That nothing's valued if compar'd with her Now Heaven whilst thou this second happinesse And blisse wilt lend me I shall still grow great In my content opinion and my fate In spight of whisperers and Court-flatterers Kath. Had you best lov'd my Sister and lesse me I had beene Queene before her but she venter'd For her preferment therefore 't is her due Out of our feares and loves her honours grew Mar. Whilst I may keepe thy beauty in mine eye And with her new rais'd fortunes fill mine eare I second none in blisse she 's my Court comfort Thou my home happinesse in these two blest Heaven hath inrich't me with a crowne of rest Kath. Nor doe I cover greater Royalties Than to enjoy your presence and your love The best of these I prize above all fortunes Nor would I change them for my Sisters state Mar. Her beauty and her vertues mixt have won The King my Soveraigne to be tearm'd my son Enter Servant Ser. Earle Chester with the Queene your princely daughter Are without traine alighted at the gate And by this entred Mar. Thou hast troubled me And with a thousand thoughts at once perplex't My affrighted heart admit them soft not yet What might this meane my daughter in the charge Of him that
is my greatest opposite And without traine such as becomes a Queene More tempest towards Kate from which sweete child If I may keept thee may it on my head Powre all his wrath even till it strike me dead Kath. Rather my Lord your Royall life to free All his sterne fury let him showre on me Ser. My Lord shall I admit them Mar. Prithee stay Fate threatens us I would devise a meanes To shunne it if we might thou shalt withdraw To his Daughter And not be seene something we must devise To guard our selves and stand our opposites Goe keepe your chamber now let Chester in Serv. I shall my Lord Mar. My Loyalty for me that keepe me still A Tower of safety and a shield 'gainst Fate Enter the servant ushering Chester and the Queene Chest. The King thy daughter hath in scorne sent backe Mar. Pause there and as Y are noble answer me E're you proceed but to one question Chest. Propound it Mar. Whence might this distaste arise From any loose demeanor wanton carriage Spouse-breach or disobedience in my daughter If so I 'le not receive her shee 's not mine Queen That let mine enemy speake for in this kind I would be tax't by such Chest. Vpon my soule There is no guilt in her Mar. Bee 't but his humour Th' art welcome both my daughter and my Queene In this my Palace thou shalt reigne alone I 'le keepe thy state and make these armes thy Throne Whil'st thou art chast thy stile with thee shall stay And reigne though none but I and mine obey What can you further speake Chest. Her double Dower The King returnes thee Mar. We accept it see It shall maintaine her port even with her name Being my Kings wife so will I love his Grace Shee shall not want will double this maintaine her Chest. Being thus discharg'd of her I from the King Command thee send thy fairer Girle to Court Shee that 's at home with her to act his pleasure Mar. Sir you were sent to challenge not to kill These are not threats but blowes they wound they wound Chest. If Treasons imputation thou wilt shun And not incurre the forfeit of thy life Let the Kings will take place Mar. You have my offices Would you had now my griefe but that alone I must endure would thou had'st both or none Sentence of death when it is mildly spoke Halte promises life but when your doome you mixe With such rough threats what is 't but twice to kill You tyrannize Earle Chester Chest. Will you send her Mar. That you shall know anon Tell me my Queene How grew this quarrell 'tweene the King and thee Queen By you was never Lady more belov'd Or wife more constant than I was to him Have you forgot your charge when I perceiv'd My selfe so growne I could no longer hide My greatnesse I began to speake the beauties Of my faire Sister and how much she excell'd And that you sent me thither as a jest That shee was fairest and you lov'd her best Mar. Enough th' art sure with child and neare thy time Queen Nothing more sure Mar. Then that from hence shall grow A salve for all our late indignities Pray doe my humble duty to the King And thus excuse me that my daughter 's sicke Crazed and weake and that her native beauty Is much decay'd and should she travell now Before recovered 't would ingage her life To too much danger when she hath ability And strength to journey I will send her safe Vnto my King this as I am a subject And loyall to his Highnesse Chest. Your excuse Hath ground from love and reason This your answer I shall returne to the King Mar. With all my thanks That since my daughter doth distaste his bed He hath sent her backe and home to me her father His pleasure I withstand not but returne My zeale and these doe not forget I pray Chest. I shall your words have perfect and repeate them Vnto the King Mar. I should disgrace her beauty To send it maim'd and wayning but when she Attaines her perfectnesse then shall appeare The brightest starre fix't in your Courtly Spheare Chest. The King shall know as much Mar. It is my purpose All my attempts to this one head to draw Once more in courtesies to o'recome the King Come beauteous Queene and thy faire Sister cheere Whom this sad newes will both amaze and feare Exeunt Enter Bonvile in all his bravery and his man in a new livery Cap. Sirrah are all my lands out of morgage and my deeds redeem'd Clowne I cannot tell that Sir but wee have had whole chest-fulls of writings brought home to our house Cap. Why then 't is done I am possest againe Of all my Fathers ancient revenues Clowne But how came you by all this money to buy these new suits methinks we are not the men we were Cap. Questionlesse that for now those that before despis'd us and our company at meeting give us the bonjour Oh Heaven thou ever art Vertues sole Patron And wilt not let it sinke all my knowne fortunes I had ingag'd at home or spent abroad But in the warres when I was held quite bankrupt Of all good happ it was my chance to quarter In such a house when we had sack 't a Towne That yeelded me inestimable store Of gold and jewells those I kept till now Vnknowne to any pleading poverty Onely to try the humour of my friends Which I have proov'd and now know how to finde Fixt upon wealth to want unnaturall Enter Match and Touch-boxe Clown See Sir yonder are my old fellows Match and Touch boxe I doe not thinke but they come to offer their service to you Touch. Save thee noble Captaine hearing of thy good fortunes and advancement I am come to offer my selfe to be partaker of the same and to follow thee in the same colours that thou hast suited the rest of thy servants Clown God-a-mercy horse you shall not stand to my livery Match You see our old clothes sticke by us still good Captaine see us new moulded Cap. You are flies away they that my Winter fled Shall not my Summer taste they onely merit A happy harbour that through stormy Seas Hazard their Barkes not they that sayle with ease You taste none of my fortunes Clown Corporall you see this Livery if you had stay'd by it we had beene both cut out of a peece Match if you had not left us you had beene one of this guard Goe away betake you to the end of the Towne let me finde you betweene Woods close-stile and Islington with will it please your Worship to bestow the price of two Cannes upon a poore souldier that hath serv'd in the face of the Souldan and so forth Apage away I scorne to be fellow to any that wil leave their Masters in adversity if he entertaine you he shall turne away me that 's certaine Match Then good your Worship bestow something upon a poore
souldier I protest Clown Loe I have taught him his lesson already I knew where I should have you Cap. There 's first to make you beggers for to that all such must come that leave their Masters poore Begon and never let me see you more Touch. God be with you good Captaine come Match let us betake us to our randevous at some out end of the Citty Cap. Hee makes a begger first that first relieves him Not Vsurers make more beggers where they live Than charitable men that use to give Clown Here comes a Lord Enter Clinton Clin. I am glad to see you Sir Cap. You know me now your Worship 's wondrous wise You could not know me in my last disguise Clin. Lord God you were so chang'd Cap. So am I now From what I was of late you can allow This habite well but put my tother on No congie then your Lordship must be gon You are my Summer-friend Enter Bonvile Bonv. Cousin well met Cap. You should have said well found For I was lost but late dead under ground Our Kinred was when I redeem'd my Land They both reviv'd and both before you stand Bon. Well well I know you now Cap. And why not then I am the same without all difference when You saw me last I was as rich as good Have no additions since of name or blood Onely because I wore a thread-bare suite I was not worthy of a poore salute A few good cloaths put on with small adoo Purchase your knowledge and your kinred too You are my silken Unkle oh my Lord Enter Audley and his Daughter You are not in haste now Aud. I have time to stay To aske you how you doe being glad to heare Of your good fortune your repurchast lands And state much amplified Cap. All this is true Ey but my Lord let me examine you Remember you a Contract that once past Betwixt me and your daughter here shee stands Aud. Sir since you did vnmorgage all your meanes It came into my thoughts trust me before I could not call 't to minde Cap. Oh mens weake strength That aime at worlds when they but their meere length Must at their end enjoy Thou then art mine Of all that I have proov'd in poverty The onely test of vertue what are these Though they be Lords but worldlings men all earth Thou art above them vertuous that 's divine Onely thy heart is noble therefore mine Mary And to be yours is to be what I wish You were to me as welcome in your ragges As in these Silkes I never did examine The out side of a man but I begin To censure first of that which growes within Cap. Onely for that I love thee These are Lords That have bought Titles Men may merchandize Wares ey and trafficke all commodities From Sea to Sea ey and from shore to shore But in my thoughts of all things that are sold 'T is pitty Honour should be bought for gold It cuts off all desert Enter the Host Clowne Master who 's here mine Host of the Ordinary Cap. Your businesse sir what by petition Host. Falne to a little decay by trusting and knowing your Worship ever a bountifull young Gentleman I make bold to make my wants first knowne to you Cap. Pray what 's your suite Host. Onely for a cast suite or some small remuneration Cap. And thou shalt have the suite I last put off Fetch it me Cock Cock I shall Sir Cap. Falne to decay I 'le fit you in your kind Cock I have a suite to you Sir and this it is Cap. In this suit came I to thine Ordinary In this thou would'st have thrust me out of doores Therefore with this that then proclaim'd me poore I 'le salve thy wants nor will I give thee more Base worldlings that despise all such as need Who to the needy begger are still dumbe Not knowing unto what themselves may come Host. I have a cold suite on 't if I be forc't to weare it in winter I bid your worship farewell Clown So should all that keepe Ordinaries bid their guests farewell though their entertainment be never so ill Well sir I take you but for an ordinary fellow and so I leave you Master who will not say that you are a brave fellow and a most noble Captaine that with a word or two can discomfit an Host Cap. I know you therefore know to rate your worths Both to their height and depth their true dimensions I understand for I have try'd them all But thou art of another element A mirrour of thy sexe that canst distinguish Vertue from wealth thee as my owne I elect And these according to themselves despise A Courtier henceforth I my selfe professe And thee my wife thou hast deserv'd no lesse Enter the King the Prince and the Princesse and Chester King No newes yet from our Martiall we three moneths Have stay'd his leasure but receive not yet That daughter we sent for Prince She peradventure Hath not her strength recovered or her beauty Lost by her sicknesse to the full regain'd Chest. Vpon my life my Lord when she is perfect And hath receiv'd her full ability Shee shall attend your pleasure Princesse But your Queene That vertuous Lady when I thinke on her I can but grieve at her dejectednesse King Heaven knowes I love her above all the world And but her Father this contends with us When we in all our actions strive to exceed We could not brooke her absence halfe so long But we will try his patience to the full Enter Bonvile Audley Captaine Clinton Mary the Clowne Cap. My prostrate duty to the King my Master I here present Prince This is the Gentleman Commended for his valour in your warres Whose ruin'd fortunes I made suite to raise I would intreat your Highnesse to respect him King All his proceedings we partake at large Know both his fall and height we shall regard him Even with his worth be neare us of our chamber Sir we shall use your wisedome and preferre it According to your worth Be this your hope We know you Cap. Onely in that I am happy Enter the Servant Serv. Health to your Majesty King Whence Serv. From my Master The pOOrest subject that your land containes Rich onely in his truth and loyalty King Speake hath he sent his daughter Serv. Yes my Liege He hath sent his daughters please you rest satisfied And patiently peruse what he hath sent King We are full of expectations pray admit Those Presents that he meanes to greete us with Serv. You shall my Lord Sound enter with two Gentlemen-ushers before them the Queen crown'd her sister to attend her as her waiting-maid with a traine Serv. Your Queene and wife crown'd with a wreath of gold Of his owne charge with that this double dower Doubled againe and guarded with this traine Of Gentlewomen according to her state My Lord presents you this his younger daughter He hath bestow'd a hand-maide to your Queene A place
that may become her were she child Vnto your greatest Peere had he had more More had he sent these worthlesse as they be He humbly craves you would receive by me King His bounty hath no limit but my Queene Her bright aspect so much perswades with me It charmes me more than his humility Arise in grace and sweet forget your wrong Queen My joyes unspeakable can finde no tongue To expresse my true hearts meaning King Beauteous Maide You are our Sister and that royall Title From all disgrace your freedome shall proclaime Kath. I finde your Grace the same my noble Father Hath still reported you royall in all By whom the vertuous rise th th' ignoble fall Prince I have not seene a Lady more compleate Her modesty and beauty both are matchlesse King Am I a King and must be exceeded still Or shall a subject say that we can owe His bounty we will equall and exceed We have power to better what in him 's but well Your free opinions Lords is not this Lady The fairer of the twaine how durst our subject Then dally with us in that high designe Chest. With pardon of the Queene shee 's paralell'd By her faire Sister Clin. Were my censure free I durst say better'd Prince Were it put to me I should avow she not the Queene alone Excells in grace but all that I have seene King Dost love her Prince As my honour or my life King Her whom thou so much praisest take to wise Prince You blesse my youth Kate And strive to eternize me Queen Nor in this joy have I the meanest part Now doth your Grace your inward love expresse To me and mine King I never meant thee lesse Thy Sister and thy daughter freely imbrace That next thee hath our Kingdomes second place How say you Lords have we requited well Our subjects bounty are we in his debt Aud. Your Highnesse is in courtesie invincible Bonv. And bountifull beyond comparison Chest. This must not hold prevention out of hand For if the Martiall rise we stand not long Clin. Our wits must then to worke Chest. They must of force This is not that to which our fortunes trust King Let then our subject know his King hath power To vanquish him in all degrees of honour And he must now confesse him selfe excell'd With what can Heaven or Earth his want supply To equall this our latest courtesie We have the day we rise and he must fall As one subdu'd Serv. His Highnesse knows not all One speciall gift he hath reserv'd in store May happily make your Grace contend no more King No sir thinke you your Master will yet yeeld And leave to us the honour of the day I wish him here but this last sight to see To make him us acknowledge Serv. On my knee One boone I have to begge King Speake let me know Thy utmost suite Serv. My noble Master stayes Not farre from Court and durst he be so ambitious As but to appeare before you and present you With a rich gift exceeding all have past The onely perfect token of his zeale He would himselfe perpetually hold vanquish't In all degrees of love and courtesie King For our Queenes love and our faire daughters sake We doe not much care if we grant him that Admit him and his presence urge with speed Well may he imitate but not exceed Chest. I feare our fall if once the Martiall rise Downe downe must we Clin. Therefore devise some plot His favour to prevent Chest. Leave it to me King Lords we are proud of this our unity Double Alliance of our sonnes faire choice Since 't is applauded by your generall voyce The rather since so matchlesse is our Grace That force perforce our subject must give place Enter the Martiall with a rich Cradle borne after him by two Servants Mar. Not to contend but to expresse a duty Of zeale and homage I present your grace With a rich jewell which can onely value These royall honours to my Daughters done King Value our bounty shouldst thou sell thy selfe Even to thy skin thou couldst not rate it truely Mar. My Liege I cannot but in liew and part Though not in satisfaction I make bold To tender you this Present King What 's the project Here 's cost and art and amply both exprest I have not view'd the like Prince 'T is wondrous rare I have not seene a Modell richlier fram'd Princesse Or for the quantity better contriv'd This Lord in all his actions is still noble Exceeding all requitall King 'T is a brave out-side Mar. This that you see my Lord is nothing yet More than its worth it hath commended bin This is the case the jewell lyes within Pleaseth your Grace t' unvaile it King Yes I will But e're I open it my Lord I doubt The wealth within not equalls that without King VVhat have we here Mar. A jewell I should rate Were it mine owne above your Crowne and Scepter King A child Mar. A Prince one of your royall blood Behold him King my grand-child and thy sonne Truely descended from thy Queene and thee The Image of thy selfe King How can this be Queen My royall Liege and Husband view him well If your owne favour you can call to minde Behold it in this Infant limn'd to 'th life Hee 's yours and mine no kinred can be nearer King To this rich jewell I hold nothing equall I know thee vertuous and thy father loyall But should I doubt both yet this royall Infant Hath such affection in my heart imprest That it assures him mine my noble subject Thou hast at length o'recome me and I now Shall ever ever hold me vanquished Had'st thou sought Earth or Sea and from them both Extracted that which was most precious held Thou nothing could'st have found to equall this This the mixt Image of my Queene and me Here then shall all my emulation end O'recome by thee our subject and our friend Mar. Your vassall and your servant that have strove Onely to love you and your royall favours Not to requite for that I never can But to acknowledge and in what I may To expresse my gratitude King Thine is the conquest But shall I gee 't o're thus 't is in my head How I this lost dayes honour shall regaine A gift as great as rich I have in store With which to gratifie our subjects love And of a value unrequitable Thou hast given me a Grand-child and a sonne A royall infant and to me most deare Yet to surpasse thee in this emulous strife I give thee here a daughter and a wife Now must thou needs confesse the conquest wonne By me thy King thy Father and thy sonne Mar. Your father sonne and subject quite surpast Yeelds himselfe vanquish't and o'recome at length Princesse You have not my consent yet Mar. Madam no The king doth this his bounty to expresse Your love is to your selfe and therefore free Bestow it where you please Princesse Why then on thee He
none and therefore can I finde no rest Clin. It growes towards day Chest. That day is night to me Whil'st you Sunne shines I had this even some conference In private with the King in which I urg'd The Martialls discontent withall inferr'd That by his looke the Princesse he despis'd The King chang'd face and could we second this By any new conjecture there were hope To draw him in displeasure Clin. Watch advantage And as you finde the humour of the King Worke it unto the Martialls deepe disgrace But soft the Prince Enter the Prince and Katherine Kath. So early up how did you like your rest Prince I found my most rest in my most unrest A little sleepe serves a new married man The first night of his brydalls I have made you A Woman of a Maide Kath. You were up Both late and early Prince Why you were abroad Before the Sunne was up and the most wise Doe say 't is healthfull still betimes to rise Good day Chest. In one ten thousand Prince Lords you have not seene The King to day it was his custome ever Still to be stirring early with the Sunne But here 's his Majesty Enter Captaine and the King Audley and Bonvile King Not all your smooth and cunning Oratory Can colour so his pride but we esteeme him A flattering Traytor one that scornes our love And in disdaine sent backe our Daughters Dower Your Iudgement Lords Chest. Hath he refus'd the Princesse King No but her Dower sent back and insolently Her whom we gave he with a gift would buy A jewell shall we merchandize our Daughter As one not able to bestow her nobly But that our poverty must force us sell her Cap. Your Highnesse much mispriseth his intent For he had no such thought King We know his pride Which his ambition can no longer shadow Chest. Your Highnesse might doe well to call in question His insolence and to arraigne him for t King Be you his Iudges Bonvile Audley you Command him straight on his Allegiance To make appearance and to answer us Before our Lords of his contempt and scorne Prince Shall we command him hither King From his bed And if convicted he shall surely pay for 't Aud. We shall my Lord Chest. Arraigne him on the suddaine e're it proved Le him not dreame upon evasive shiftes But take him unprepared Clin. Shall we command A Barre and call a Iury of his Peeres Whil'st Chester that enjoyes the place of Martiall Objects such Allegations 'gainst his life As he hath drawne out of his rude demeanor King It shall be so a Barre and instantly We will our selfe in person heare him speake And see what iust excuse he can produce For his contempt Prince My gracious Lord and Father What he hath done to you proceeds of honour Not of disdaine or scorne hee 's truely noble And if a Regall bounty be a sinne In any subject hee 's onely guilty Of that true vertue Cap. Saw your Majesty With what an humble zeale and prostrate love He did retender your faire Daughters Dower You would not his intent thus misreceive Chest. 'T is humble pride and meere hypocrisie To blinde the King 't is but ambitious zeale And a dissembling cunning to aspire Kath. My Father call'd in question for his life Oh let not me a sad spectator be Of such a dismall object Prince Nor will I But leave them to their hated cruelty King This is no place for Ladies we allow Her absence of the rest let none depart Till we have search't the cunning of his heart A Barre set out the King and Chester with Clinton and the Prince and Captaine take their seates Audley and Bonvile bring him to the Barre as out of his bed then take their seates Mar. A Barre a Iudgement seate and Iury set Yet cannot all this daunt our innocence Chest. You have disloyally sought to exceed The King your Soveraigne and his royall deeds To blemish which your fellow Peeres thus conster That strengthen'd by th' alliance of the King And better armed by the peoples love You may prove dangerous In policy of state to quench the sparkes Before they grow to flame and top your height Before your spacious branches spread too farre What to this generall motion can you say Before we taxe you with particulars Mar. With reverence to the State 'fore which I stand That you my Lord of Chester appeare shallow To thinke my actions can disgrace the Kings As if the luster of a petty Starre Should with the Moone compare Alas my deeds Conferr'd with his are like a Candles light To out-shine the mid-dayes glory Can the King The glorious mirrour of all gratitude Condemne that vertue in anothers bosome Which in his owne shines so transparantly Oh pardon me meere vertue is my end Whose pitch the King doth many times transcend Clin. To taxe you more succinctly you have first Abus'd the King in sending to the Court Your daughter lesse faire and the least belov'd Aud. And that includes contempt most barbarous Which you in that unsubject-like exprest Your former emulations we omit As things that may finde tolerable excuse And are indeed not matters capitall But to the best and greatest when the King Out of his bounty and magnificence Vouchsaft to stile thee with the name of sonne Being but a subject with contorted browes And lookes of scorne you tooke his courtesie And in contempt sent back the Princesse dower Chest. Most true a grounded proposition To question you of life Mar. My life my lords It pleases me that the King in person daines To grace my cause with his Majesticke eare You plead for me in this and speake my excuse I have but two in all He sent for one and he receiv'd them both With them a sweete and lovely Prince to boote Who ever lost I am sure the King hath wonne At once a wife a daughter and a sonne Bonv. 'T is true my Lord we all can witnesse it Mar. He that my discontent objects to me With the faire Princesse speakes uncertainly The man judicious such for fooles allowes As have their inward hearts drawne in their browes Is there in all that bench a man so honest That can in this be discontent with me I charge you all those favours I receive From his high Majesty I swallow not With greedy appetite perhaps like you When I am grac't it comes with awe and feare Lest I offend that Prince that holds me deare That for my brow Chest. But for your scornfull sending Of the faire Princesse dower backe to th' King How can you answer that Mar. Why Chester thus I am a man though subject if the meanest Lord or'e his wife why should that priviledge Be onely bard me should I wive an Empresse And take her dowerlesse should we love or hate In that my bounty equalls her estate Witnesse that Iudge above you I esteeme The Princesse dearely and yet married her But as my wife for which I am infinitely Bound