Coale-Black as Iet King Why then thou know'st what Colour Iet is of Suff. And yet I thinke Iet did he neuer see Glost But Cloakes and Gownes before this day a many Wife Neuer before this day in all his life Glost Tell me Sirrha what 's my Name Simpc. Alas Master I know not Glost What 's his Name Simpc. I know not Glost Nor his Simpc. No indeede Master Glost What 's thine owne Name Simpc. Saunder Simpcoxe and if it please you Master Glost Then Saunder sit there The lying'st Knaue in Christendome If thou hadst beene borne blinde Thou might'st as well haue knowne all our Names As thus to name the seuerall Colours we doe weare Sight may distinguish of Colours But suddenly to nominate them all It is impossible My Lords Saint Albone here hath done a Miracle And would ye not thinke it Cunning to be great That could restore this Cripple to his Legges againe Simpc. O Master that you could Glost My Masters of Saint Albones Haue you not Beadles in your Towne And Things call'd Whippes Maior Yes my Lord if it please your Grace Glost Then send for one presently Maior Sirrha goe fetch the Beadle hither straight Exit Glost Now fetch me a Stoole hither by and by Now Sirrha if you meane to saue your selfe from Whipping leape me ouer this Stoole and runne away Simpc. Alas Master I am not able to stand alone You goe about to torture me in vaine Enter a Beadle with Whippes Glost Well Sir we must haue you finde your Legges Sirrha Beadle whippe him till he leape ouer that same Stoole Beadle I will my Lord. Come on Sirrha off with your Doublet quickly Simpc. Alas Master what shall I doe I am not able to stand After the Beadle hath hit him once he leapes ouer the Stoole and runnes away and they follow and cry A Miracle King O God seest thou this and bearest so long Queene It made me laugh to see the Villaine runne Glost Follow the Knaue and take this Drab away Wife Alas Sir we did it for pure need Glost Let thē be whipt through euery Market Towne Till they come to Barwick from whence they came Exit Card. Duke Humfrey ha's done a Miracle to day Suff. True made the Lame to leape and flye away Glost But you haue done more Miracles then I You made in a day my Lord whole Townes to flye Enter Buckingham King What Tidings with our Cousin Buckingham Buck. Such as my heart doth tremble to vnfold A sort of naughtie persons lewdly bent Vnder the Countenance and Confederacie Of Lady Elianor the Protectors Wife The Ring-leader and Head of all this Rout Haue practis'd dangerously against your State Dealing with Witches and with Coniurers Whom we haue apprehended in the Fact Raysing vp wicked Spirits from vnder ground Demanding of King Henries Life and Death And other of your Highnesse Priuie Councell As more at large your Grace shall vnderstand Card. And so my Lord Protector by this meanes Your Lady is forth-comming yet at London This Newes I thinke hath turn'd your Weapons edge 'T is like my Lord you will not keepe your houre Glost Ambitious Church-man leaue to afflict my heart Sorrow and griefe haue vanquisht all my powers And vanquisht as I am I yeeld to thee Or to the meanest Groome King O God what mischiefes work the wicked ones Heaping confusion on their owne heads thereby Queene Gloster see here the Taincture of thy Nest And looke thy selfe be faultlesse thou wert best Glost Madame for my selfe to Heauen I doe appease How I haue lou'd my King and Common-weale And for my Wife I know not how it stands Sorry I am to heare what I haue heard Noble shee is but if shee haue forgot Honor and Vertue and conuers't with such As like to Pytch defile Nobilitie I banish her my Bed and Companie And giue her as a Prey to Law and Shame That hath dis-honored Glosters honest Name King Well for this Night we will repose vs here To morrow toward London back againe To looke into this Businesse thorowly And call these foule Offendors to their Answeres And poyse the Cause in Iustice equall Scales Whose Beame stands sure whose rightful cause preuailes Flourish Exeunt Enter Yorke Salisbury and Warwick Yorke Now my good Lords of Salisbury Warwick Our simple Supper ended giue me leaue In this close Walke to satisfie my selfe In crauing your opinion of my Title Which is infallible to Englands Crowne Salisb. My Lord I long to heare it at full Warw. Sweet Yorke begin and if thy clayme be good The Neuills are thy Subiects to command Yorke Then thus Edward the third my Lords had seuen Sonnes The first Edward the Black-Prince Prince of Wales The second William of Hatfield and the third Lionel Duke of Clarence next to whom Was Iohn of Gaunt the Duke of Lancaster The fift was Edmond Langley Duke of Yorke The sixt was Thomas of Woodstock Duke of Gloster William of Windsor was the seuenth and last Edward the Black-Prince dyed before his Father And left behinde him Richard his onely Sonne Who after Edward the third's death raign'd as King Till Henry Bullingbrooke Duke of Lancaster The eldest Sonne and Heire of Iohn of Gaunt Crown'd by the Name of Henry the fourth Seiz'd on the Realme depos'd the rightfull King Sent his poore Queene to France from whence she came And him to Pumfret where as all you know Harmelesse Richard was murthered traiterously Warw. Father the Duke hath told the truth Thus got the House of Lancaster the Crowne Yorke Which now they hold by force and not by right For Richard the first Sonnes Heire being dead The Issue of the next Sonne should haue reign'd Salisb. But William of Hatfield dyed without an Heire Yorke The third Sonne Duke of Clarence From whose Line I clayme the Crowne Had Issue Phillip a Daughter Who marryed Edmond Mortimer Earle of March Edmond had Issue Roger Earle of March Roger had Issue Edmond Anne and Elianor Salisb. This Edmond in the Reigne of Bullingbrooke As I haue read layd clayme vnto the Crowne And but for Owen Glendour had beene King Who kept him in Captiuitie till he dyed But to the rest Yorke His eldest Sister Anne My Mother being Heire vnto the Crowne Marryed Richard Earle of Cambridge Who was to Edmond Langley Edward the thirds fift Sonnes Sonne By her I clayme the Kingdome She was Heire to Roger Earle of March Who was the Sonne of Edmond Mortimer Who marryed Phillip sole Daughter Vnto Lionel Duke of Clarence So if the Issue of the elder Sonne Succeed before the younger I am King Warw. What plaine proceedings is more plain then this Henry doth clayme the Crowne from Iohn of Gaunt The fourth Sonne Yorke claymes it from the third Till Lionels Issue fayles his should not reigne It fayles not yet but flourishes in thee And in thy Sonnes faire slippes of such a Stock Then Father Salisbury kneele we together And in this priuate Plot be we the first
from his mouth expressely Car. Till I finde more then will or words to do it I meane your malice know Officious Lords I dare and must deny it Now I feele Of what course Mettle ye are molded Enuy How eagerly ye follow my Disgraces As if it fed ye and how sleeke and wanton Ye appeare in euery thing may bring my ruine Follow your enuious courses men of Malice You haue Christian warrant for 'em and no doubt In time will finde their fit Rewards That Seale You aske with such a Violence the King Mine and your Master with his owne hand gaue me Bad me enioy it with the Place and Honors During my life and to confirme his Goodnesse Ti'de it by Letters Patents Now who 'll take it Sur. The King that gaue it Car. It must be himselfe then Sur. Thou art a proud Traitor Priest Car. Proud Lord thou lyest Within these fortie houres Surrey durst better Haue burnt that Tongue then saide so Sur. Thy Ambition Thou Scarlet sinne robb'd this bewailing Land Of Noble Buckingham my Father-in-Law The heads of all thy Brother-Cardinals With thee and all thy best parts bound together Weigh'd not a haire of his Plague of your policie You sent me Deputie for Ireland Farre from his succour from the King from all That might haue mercie on the fault thou gau'st him Whil'st your great Goodnesse out of holy pitty Absolu'd him with an Axe Wol. This and all else This talking Lord can lay vpon my credit I answer is most false The Duke by Law Found his deserts How innocent I was From any priuate malice in his end His Noble Iurie and foule Cause can witnesse If I lou'd many words Lord I should tell you You haue as little Honestie as Honor That in the way of Loyaltie and Truth Toward the King my euer Roiall Master Dare mate a sounder man then Surrie can be And all that loue his follies Sur. By my Soule Your long Coat Priest protects you Thou should'st feele My Sword i' th' life blood of thee else My Lords Can ye endure to heare this Arrogance And from this Fellow If we liue thus tamely To be thus Iaded by a peece of Scarlet Farewell Nobilitie let his Grace go forward And dare vs with his Cap like Larkes Card. All Goodnesse Is poyson to thy Stomacke Sur. Yes that goodnesse Of gleaning all the Lands wealth into one Into your owne hands Card'nall by Extortion The goodnesse of your intercepted Packets You writ to ' th Pope against the King your goodnesse Since you prouoke me shall be most notorious My Lord of Norfolke as you are truly Noble As you respect the common good the State Of our despis'd Nobilitie our Issues Whom if he liue will scarse be Gentlemen Produce the grand summe of his sinnes the Articles Collected from his life I le startle you Worse then the Sacring Bell when the browne Wench Lay kissing in your Armes Lord Cardinall Car. How much me thinkes I could despise this man But that I am bound in Charitie against it Nor. Those Articles my Lord are in the Kings hand But thus much they are foule ones Wol. So much fairer And spotlesse shall mine Innocence arise When the King knowes my Truth Sur. This cannot saue you I thanke my Memorie I yet remember Some of these Articles and out they shall Now if you can blush and crie guiltie Cardinall You 'l shew a little Honestie Wol. Speake on Sir I dare your worst Obiections If I blush It is to see a Nobleman want manners Sur. I had rather want those then my head Haue at you First that without the Kings assent or knowledge You wrought to be a Legate by which power You maim'd the Iurisdiction of all Bishops Nor. Then That in all you writ to Rome or else To Forraigne Princes Ego Rex meus Was still inscrib'd in which you brought the King To be your Seruant Suf. Then that without the knowledge Either of King or Councell when you went Ambassador to the Emperor you made bold To carry into Flanders the Great Seale Sur. Item You sent a large Commission To Gregory de Cassado to conclude Without the Kings will or the States allowance A League betweene his Highnesse and Ferrara Suf. That out of meere Ambition you haue caus'd Your holy-Hat to be stampt on the Kings Coine Sur. Then That you haue sent inumerable substance By what meanes got I leaue to your owne conscience To furnish Rome and to prepare the wayes You haue for Dignities to the meere vndooing Of all the Kingdome Many more there are Which since they are of you and odious I will not taint my mouth with Cham. O my Lord Presse not a falling man too farre 't is Vertue His faults lye open to the Lawes let â—em Not you correct him My heart weepes to see him So little of his great Selfe Sur. I forgiue him Suf. Lord Cardinall the Kings further pleasure is Because all those things you haue done of late By your power Legatiue within this Kingdome Fall into ' th' compasse of a Premunire That therefore such a Writ be sued against you To forfeit all your Goods Lands Tenements Castles and whatsoeuer and to be Out of the Kings protection This is my Charge Nor. And so wee 'l leaue you to your Meditations How to liue better For your stubborne answer About the giuing backe the Great Seale to vs The King shall know it and no doubt shal thanke you So fare you well my little good Lord Cardinall Exeunt all but Wolsey Wol. So farewell to the little good you beare me Farewell A long farewell to all my Greatnesse This is the state of Man to day he puts forth The tender Leaues of hopes to morrow Blossomes And beares his blushing Honors thicke vpon him The third day comes a Frost a killing Frost And when he thinkes good easie man full surely His Greatnesse is a ripening nippes his roote And then he fals as I do I haue ventur'd Like little wanton Boyes that swim on bladders This many Summers in a Sea of Glory But farre beyond my depth my high-blowne Pride At length broke vnder me and now ha's left me Weary and old with Seruice to the mercy Of a rude streame that must for euer hide me Vaine pompe and glory of this World I hate ye I feele my heart new open'd Oh how wretched Is that poore man that hangs on Princes fauours There is betwixt that smile we would aspire too That sweet Aspect of Princes and their ruine More pangs and feares then warres or women haue And when he falles he falles like Lucifer Neuer to hope againe Enter Cromwell standing amazed Why how now Cromwell Crom. I haue no power to speake Sir Car. What amaz'd At my misfortunes Can thy Spirit wonder A great man should decline Nay and you weep I am falne indeed Crom. How does your Grace Card. Why well Neuer so truly happy my good Cromwell I know my selfe now and I feele within
Will render you no remedy this Ring Deliuer them and your Appeale to vs There make before them Looke the goodman weeps He 's honest on mine Honor. Gods blest Mother I sweare he is true-hearted and a soule None better in my Kingdome Get you gone And do as I haue bid you Exit Cranmer He ha's strangled his Language in his teares Enter Olde Lady Gent within Come backe what meane you Lady I le not come backe the tydings that I bring Will make my boldnesse manners Now good Angels Fly o're thy Royall head and shade thy person Vnder their blessed wings King Now by thy lookes I gesse thy Message Is the Queene deliuer'd Say I and of a boy Lady I I my Liege And of a louely Boy the God of heauen Both now and ever blesse her 'T is a Gyrle Promises Boyes heereafter Sir your Queen Desires your Visitation and to be Acquainted with this stranger 't is as like you As Cherry is to Cherry King Louell Lou. Sir King Giue her an hundred Markes I le to the Queene Exit King Lady An hundred Markes By this light I le ha more An ordinary Groome is for such payment I will haue more or scold it out of him Said I for this the Gyrle was like to him I le Haue more or else vnsay't and now while 't is hot I le put it to the issue Exit Ladie Scena Secunda Enter Cranmer Archbyshop of Canterbury Cran. I hope I am not too late and yet the Gentleman That was sent to me from the Councell pray'd me To make great hast All fast What meanes this Hoa Who waites there Sure you know me Enter Keeper Keep Yes my Lord But yet I cannot helpe you Cran. Why Keep Your Grace must waight till you be call'd for Enter Doctor Buts Cran. So. Buts This is a Peere of Malice I am glad I came this way so happily The King Shall vnderstand it presently Exit Buts Cran. 'T is Buts The Kings Physitian as he past along How earnestly he cast his eyes vpon me Pray heauen he sound not my disgrace for certaine This is of purpose laid by some that hate me God turne their hearts I neuer sought their malice To quench mine Honor they would shame to make me Wait else at doore a fellow Councellor 'Mong Boyes Groomes and Lackeyes But their pleasures Must be fulfill'd and I attend with patience Enter the King and Buts at a Windowe aboue Buts I le shew your Grace the strangest fight King What 's that Buts Butts I thinke your Highnesse saw this many a day Kin. Body a me where is it Butts There my Lord The high promotion of his Grace of Canterbury Who holds his State at dore ' mongst Purseuants Pages and Foot-boyes Kin. Ha 'T is he indeed Is this the Honour they doe one another 'T is well there 's one aboue 'em yet I had thought They had parted so much honesty among 'em At least good manners as not thus to suffer A man of his Place and so neere our fauour To dance attendance on their Lordships pleasures And at the dore too like a Post with Packets By holy Mary Butts there 's knauery Let 'em alone and draw the Curtaine close We shall heare more anon A Councell Table brought in with Chayres and Stooles and placed vnder the State Enter Lord Chancellour places himselfe at the vpper end of the Table on the left hand A Seate being left void aboue him as for Canterburies Seate Duke of Suffolke Duke of Norfolke Surrey Lord Chamberlaine Gardiner seat themselues in Order on each side Cromwell at lower end as Secretary Chan. Speake to the businesse M. Secretary Why are we met in Councell Crom. Please your Honours The chiefe cause concernes his Grace of Canterbury Gard. Ha's he had knowledge of it Crom. Yes Norf. Who waits there Keep Without my Noble Lords Gard. Yes Keep My Lord Archbishop And ha's done halfe an houre to know your pleasures Chan. Let him come in Keep Your Grace may enter now Cranmer approches the Councell Table Chan. My good Lord Archbishop I 'm very sorry To sit heere at this present and behold That Chayre stand empty But we all are men In our owne natures fraile and capable Of our flesh few are Angels out of which frailty And want of wisedome you that best should teach vs Haue misdemean'd your selfe and not a little Toward the King first then his Lawes in filling The whole Realme by your teaching your Chaplaines For so we are inform'd with new opinions Diuers and dangerous which are Heresies And not reform'd may proue pernicious Gard. Which Reformation must be sodaine too My Noble Lords for those that tame wild Horses Pace 'em not in their hands to make 'em gentle But stop their mouthes with stubborn Bits spurre 'em Till they obey the mannage If we suffer Out of our easinesse and childish pitty To one mans Honour this contagious sicknesse Farewell all Physicke and what followes then Commotions vprores with a generall Taint Of the whole State as of late dayes our neighbours The vpper Germany can deerely witnesse Yet freshly pittied in our memories Cran. My good Lords Hitherto in all the Progresse Both of my Life and Office I haue labour'd And with no little study that my teaching And the strong course of my Authority Might-goe one way and safely and the end Was euer to doe well nor is there liuing I speake it with a single heart my Lords A man that more detests more stirres against Both in his priuate Conscience and his place Desacers of a publique peace then I doe Pray Heauen the King may neuer find a heart With lesse Allegeance in it Men that make Enuy and crooked malice nourishment Dare bite the best I doe beseech your Lordships That in this case of Iustice my Accusers Be what they will may stand forth face to face And freely vrge against me Suff. Nay my Lord That cannot be you are a Counsellor And by that vertue no man dare accuse you Gard. My Lord because we haue busines of more moment We will be short with you 'T is his Highnesse pleasure And our consent for better tryall of you From hence you be committed to the Tower Where being but a priuate man againe You shall know many dare accuse you boldly More then I feare you are prouided for Cran. Ah my good Lord of Winchester I thanke you You are alwayes my good Friend if your will passe I shall both finde your Lordship Iudge and Iuror You are so mercifull I see your end 'T is my vndoing Loue and meekenesse Lord Become a Churchman better then Ambition Win straying Soules with modesty againe Cast none away That I shall cleere my selfe Lay all the weight ye can vpon my patience I make as little doubt as you doe conscience In doing dayly wrongs I could say more But reuerence to your calling makes me modest Gard. My Lord my Lord you are a Sectary That 's the plaine truth
an Enterprize Of Honorable dangerous consequence And I doe know by this they stay for me In Pompeyes Porch for now this fearefull Night There is no stirre or walking in the streetes And the Complexion of the Element Is Fauors like the Worke we haue in hand Most bloodie fierie and most terrible Enter Cinna Caska Stand close a while for heere comes one in haste Cassi 'T is Cinna I doe know him by his Gate He is a friend Cinna where haste you so Cinna To finde out you Who 's that Metellus Cymber Cassi No it is Caska one incorporate To our Attempts Am I not stay'd for Cinna Cinna I am glad on 't What a fearefull Night is this There 's two or three of vs haue seene strange sights Cassi Am I not stay'd for tell me Cinna Yes you are O Cassius If you could but winne the Noble Brutus To our party Cassi Be you content Good Cinna take this Paper And looke you lay it in the Pretors Chayre Where Brutus may but finde it and throw this In at his Window set this vp with Waxe Vpon old Brutus Statue all this done Repaire to Pompeyes Porch where you shall finde vs. Is Decius Brutus and Trebonius there Cinna All but Metellus Cymber and hee 's gone To seeke you at your house Well I will hie And so bestow these Papers as you bad me Cassi That done repayre to Pompeyes Theater Exit Cinna Come Caska you and I will yet ere day See Brutus at his house three parts of him Is ours alreadie and the man entire Vpon the next encounter yeelds him ours Cask O he sits high in all the Peoples hearts And that which would appeare Offence in vs His Countenance like richest Alchymie Will change to Vertue and to Worthinesse Cassi Him and his worth and our great need of him You haue right well conceited let vs goe For it is after Mid-night and ere day We will awake him and be sure of him Exeunt Actus Secundus Enter Brutus in his Orchard Brut. What Lucius hoe I cannot by the progresse of the Starres Giue guesse how neere to day Lucius I say I would it were my fault to sleepe so soundly When Lucius when awake I say what Lucius Enter Lucius Luc. Call'd you my Lord Brut. Get me a Tapor in my Study Lucius When it is lighted come and call me here Luc. I will my Lord. Exit Brut. It must be by his death and for my part I know no personall cause to spurne at him But for the generall He would be crown'd How that might change his nature there 's the question It is the bright day that brings forth the Adder And that craues warie walking Crowne him that And then I graunt we put a Sting in him That at his will he may doe danger with Th' abuse of Greatnesse is when it dis-ioynes Remorse from Power And to speake truth of Caesar I haue not knowne when his Affections sway'd More then his Reason But 't is a common proofe That Lowlynesse is young Ambitions Ladder Whereto the Climber vpward turnes his Face But when he once attaines the vpmost Round He then vnto the Ladder turnes his Backe Lookes in the Clouds scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend so Caesar may Then least he may preuent And since the Quarrell Will beare no colour for the thing he is Fashion it thus that what he is augmented Would runne to these and these extremities And therefore thinke him as a Serpents egge Which hatch'd would as his kinde grow mischieuous And kill him in the shell Enter Lucius Luc. The Taper burneth in your Closet Sir Searching the Window for a Flint I found This Paper thus seal'd vp and I am sure It did not lye there when I went to Bed Giues him the Letter Brut. Get you to Bed againe it is not day Is not to morrow Boy the first of March Luc. I know not Sir Brut. Looke in the Calender and bring me word Luc. I will Sir Exit Brut. The exhalations whizzing in the ayre Giue so much light that I may reade by them Opens the Letter and reades Brutus thou sleep'st awake and see thy selfe Shall Rome c. speake strike redresse Brutus thou sleep'st awake Such instigations haue beene often dropt Where I haue tooke them vp Shall Rome c. Thus must I piece it out Shall Rome stand vnder one mans awe What Rome My Ancestors did from the streetes of Rome The Tarquin driue when he was call'd a King Speake strike redresse Am I entreated To speake and strike O Rome I make thee promise If the redresse will follow thou receiuest Thy full Petition at the hand of Brutus Enter Lucius Luc. Sir March is wasted fifteene dayes Knocke within Brut. 'T is good Go to the Gate some body knocks Since Cassius first did whet me against Caesar I haue not slept Betweene the acting of a dreadfull thing And the first motion all the Interim is Like a Phantasma or a hideous Dreame The Genius and the mortall Instruments Are then in councell and the state of a man Like to a little Kingdome suffers then The nature of an Insurrection Enter Lucius Luc. Sir 't is your Brother Cassius at the Doore Who doth desire to see you Brut. Is he alone Luc. No Sir there are moe with him Brut. Doe you know them Luc. No Sir their Hats are pluckt about their Eares And halfe their Faces buried in their Cloakes That by no meanes I may discouer them By any marke of fauour Brut. Let 'em enter They are the Faction O Conspiracie Sham'st thou to shew thy dang'rous Brow by Night When euills are most free O then by day Where wilt thou finde a Cauerne darke enough To maske thy monstrous Visage Seek none Conspiracie Hide it in Smiles and Affabilitie For if thou path thy natiue semblance on Not Erebus it selfe were dimme enough To hide thee from preuention Enter the Conspirators Cassius Caska Decius Cinna Metellus and Trebonius Cass I thinke we are too bold vpon your Rest Good morrow Brutus doe we trouble you Brut. I haue beene vp this howre awake all Night Know I these men that come along with you Cass Yes euery man of them and no man here But honors you and euery one doth wish You had but that opinion of your selfe Which euery Noble Roman beares of you This is Trebonius Brut. He is welcome hither Cass This Decius Brutus Brut. He is welcome too Cass This Caska this Cinna and this Metellus Cymber Brut. They are all welcome What watchfull Cares doe interpose themselues Betwixt your Eyes and Night Cass Shall I entreat a word They whisper Decius Here lyes the East doth not the Day breake heere Cask No. Cin. O pardon Sir it doth and you grey Lines That fret the Clouds are Messengers of Day Cask You shall confesse that you are both deceiu'd Heere as I point my Sword the Sunne arises Which is a great way growing on the South Weighing the youthfull Season of