THIS GALLANT Caualiero Dicke Bovvyer Newly acted LONDON Printed by Simon Stafford for Nathaniel Butter and are to be sold at his shop in Paules Church-yard neere S. Austens gate 1605. The Historie of the triall of Cheualry Enter Lewes King of France Philip his sonne Katharina his daughter Rodorick and Flaunders with Drum colours and soldiers at one dore at the other enter Nauar FerdinaÌ„d Bellamira and the Earle of Pembrooke and Burbon DVke Rodorick and my noble cozen Flaunders Are your Battalions ready for the charge Rod. Ten thousand men of Orleance I commaund And those are brauely marshald on the playn Ready to be commaunded by your Highnesse Flaund. As many of the warlike brood of Marâ— Doe call me Generall those my gracious Lord Together with my selfe I recommend To be commaunded by your Maiesty Lew. Thanks Earle of Flaunders Duke of Orleance thanks What lets vs that we charge not on the Foe Nauar. My Lord of Pembrooke are your Englishmen Squadron'd with ours and ready for the charge Pem. The French and English make one warlike body Whereof your Highnesse is the mouing head Or peace or warre as pleaseth you direct Nau. Then war and giue the signall through the Host Lew. Nauar Nauar submission were more meete Then to adde bloud to wrong Nau. What wrong King Lewes The Kingdome of Nauar we will acknowledge To hold of none but of the King of Kings Lew. Three hundred yeres prescriptions on our sides So long thy Ancestors by â—â—alâ—y Haue held thy Kingdome of the Crowne of France Pem. Talke not of yeres yeres limit not a Crowne There 's no prescriptions to inthrall a King He finds it written in the Rowles of time Nauar 's a Kingdome solely absolute And by collusion of the Kings of France Because it lies so fitly vpon France The people speaking all one mother toung It hath bin wrested for a Royalty Vntruly due vnto the Crowne of France That Pembrook speaks the truth behold my sword Which shall approue my words substantiall Rod. Pembrooke you are too plaine in your discourse Bur. I tell thee Rodoricke Pembrooke soldier-like Hath truely opened what ten thousand liues Will hardly doe if warre be made the Iudge Ro. If war be Iudge why shallow-witted Burbon Who shall decide this difference but war Hath not the Iudge put on his Scarlet Robe Is not the field prepar'd our men in armour The Trumpets ready for the sound of death And nothing hinders vs but our owne words Leaue idle parley my dread soueraigne Lord And soone resolue the Duke in fire and smoke That he maintaines a title false and forg'd And that Nauar is a vsurping Lord. Na. On that I le hazzard all these valiant liues Sound Drums and Trumpets make King Lewes know He makes his best friend proue his greatest foe Lew. Why pause our drums our truÌ„pets speak as lowd Till the bright ayre be made a purple cloud Phil. Pause gracious father Ferd. Noble father pause Let Ferdinand thy sonne so far preuayle That peace not war may end this difference Bel. For Bellamiraes sake abstayne from war Phil. Philip thy sonne humbly desires a peace Let not my father sheathe his warlike sword Within the bowels of his Countreymen Kath. Thy daughter Katharina prayes the like Nau. From whence proceeds this sudden sound of peace Comes it from me what from my Ferdinand From Bellamira my sweet second selfe Lew. Or rather comes it Lewes from thy soule Thy Philip the true Image of thy selfe Thy Katharina thy hearts chiefest ioy Rod. Princes you aske you know not what your selues Pem. Rodorick they aske a sweet and pleasing boone Rod. Why they aske peace and we are set for war Fer. T is a bad peace exceeds not a iust war Phil. We will not rise from this submissiue ground Till we obtayne if not a peace a truce Fer. Nor shall our feet bee guilty of new steps Till I obtayne a truce from murdering war Lew. Shew me some reason sonne for this demaund Nau. Shew me some reason children for this prayer Fer. I loue the daughter of thine enemy Fayre Katharina hath inthrald my heart Phil. I loue the daughter of thine enemy Fayre Bellamira hath inthral'd my heart Pem. Is loue the cause then wherfore wage we war What matter i st who weares both Diadems When the Succession liues in eythers heyre If Ferdinand be crown'd King of Nauar Fayre Katharina shal be crownd his Queene If Philip weare the Diadem of France Fayre Bellamira made his louely Queene Swayes halfe the Scepter See what heauen can doe Prouide for peace euen in the iawes of war Kat. How sweetly doth the Earle of Pembrooke speake Now trust me I am rauisht with his voyce Lew. What sayes Nauar what i st war or peace Na. A truce for three moneths so it please your Highnes During which time our children shall haue leaue With Drum and Trumpet to surueigh the Campe To Court our daughters and to feast themselues As fits the sonnes of honourable foes And if it proue a match betweene them both There end all difference I le bequeath my Crowne As a rich offering to their nuptiall Rites Lew. Here strike the truce vpon my kingly hand Which is as surely ratified in this As by the testimoniall of a world So now for three moneths space all warres surcease Our thoughts are wholy fixt on loue and peace Exeunt Manent Rodorick and Burbon Rod. Zounds here 's a truce made vp by miracle Burb. I le crosse it by a wiâ—y stratageme Rod. What stratageme Burb. By loue to Bellamira Oh could I diue into the Princes heart By any insinuation ne're so base How easily might I effect my plot To make the Kingdome of Nauarre mine owne 'T were but a dram or so vnto the sonne And a small thing would send the old man hence What noble Rodorick to gayne a Crowne A Duke would doe much Rod. More then poyson two But you my Lord forget your selfe too farre Know you to whom you haue disclosde your heart Burb. Why to the Duke of Orleance Rod. The deare friend of Lewes the French King Burb. King me no Kings Although we seeme to be of seuerall sides Rodorick we loue together like true friends This Truce giues ayme to our intention Assist me worthy Orleance to effect First my desired loue and next the Crowne Rod. Peter de Lions is your Lordships seruant A boone companion and a lusty Knaue He is in loue with Bellamiraes mayd And by that loue he may bestead your Highnesse More then your best friends in your best designes Call him forth Enter Peter Burb. What Peter Pet. Here my Lord. Burb. Why dost thou looke so wildly Pet. Not with drinke nor yet with rage Rod. His lookes are wild with loue Pet. With loue surreuerence can there be a face In all the world patcht vp with eyes and lips A forhead and a payre of Crimson cheeks To make me doat on to make me looke wild Rod. Come come t
princes coach on a broken cawsey Pet Thomasin leaue this pace take me with you my Lord loues your Lady yet I heare say she is this night betrothed to the Prince of France so I loue you and shall I lose you No I hate prolixity in a word the end is I le mary you Tho. Prety as God saue me what will Captaine Bowyer say to that if he should know it Bow A good Rogue by Iesu Pe. Bowyer a Captayn a Capon a button mould a lame haberdine a red beard Sprat a Yellow hammer a bow case a very Iackdaw with his toung slit Bow Zounds what a Philistine is this what a dictionary of proper names hath the Rogue got together heart his toung crawles as fast as the Cheese doth in Germany I le pearce you for this you Lobster Pet. Bowyer mordu futra for him and that sowre crab do but leere at thee I shall squeeze him to vargis Bo. And you squeeze me I may haps grow saucy with you you whorson burnd Pudding pye you dry Parsnip kisse me Thomasin so dare you stand to your word now and squeeze me Pet. Stumps I challenge thee for this indignity Bowyer I will gyrd my selfe with thy guts I am a Souldiour and a Captayne Bow Captayne s'hart and thou hast vnder thy charge any other then Pigmies I am Gogmagog Dost thou heare sowgelder and I do not with sixe Cranes wel marshald ouerrunne thee and thy hundred and fifty say Dick Bowyer 's a coward Pet. For that word draw Tho. Hold Gentlemen Bow Peace good Thomasin silence sweet socket Peter dost see this sword this sword kild Sarlaboys that was one Rogue now it shall kill thee that 's two Rogues Whorson puttock no garbage serue you but this haue at you As they fight enters Pembrooke Pem. Who 's this at enmity within our Camps What Bowyer and the seruant to great Burbon Both sheathe your weapons by our martiall law This act is death Bow I le be hangd then Doest thou heare noble Generall Dick Bowyer knowes what belongs to seruice we did not draw of any malice by this element of yron steele but to measure which of our swords were longest I le saue you for once you Sarazen because I see you le hang scuruily but the next time Pem. Good Captayne Bowyer let our English troops Keepe a strong watch to night my throbbing heart Like to a Scritchowle in the midnight houre Bodes some blacke scene of mischiefe imminent Bow Neuer feare Generall if Iulius Caesar rise vp against vs e're he do my Lord any wrong zounds I le be cut smaller then pot-hearbs I le to the trenches come Thomasin Leere not Lobster lest I thum that russeting face of yours with my sword hilt till that it looke as pyde colourd as the Rainbow By Iesu I le do it and therefore follow me not Exeunt Pem. Why should this load of griefe lye on my heart With such a ponderous waight I know no cause Vnlesse it be by thinking on the wrong My friend receyues in the vnmatched loue Which Katharine beares me yet my fayth is sound And like a solid Rock shall check her teares Katharine loues me yet for my friends delight Pembrooke will hate her loue and flye her sight Exit Enter Burbon Nauar Philip Bellamira Rodoricke and attendants Bur. Nauar you sprinckle me with foule rep roch And dimme the lustre of our royall name With colours of dishonour Nau. Heare me Burbon Bur. What words can satisfy so great a wrong Haue you not with consent of all your Lords Promisd your daughter to this generous prince Nau. Their true loue forst vs to it Bur. True loue t is fayn'd Phil. Ha Burbon Bel. Gentle Philip. Phil. With my sword I le proue my loue vnfayned thee a false Lord. Bur. This like a Sanctuary frees thy toung And giues thee childish liberty of speach Which els would fawne and crouch at Burbons frowne Phil. Now by S. Denis Burb. I le not chat with boyes Nauar to thee I speak thy daughters looks Like the North Star to the Sea-tost Mariners Hath brought me through all dangers made me turne Our royall Palace to this stage of death Our state and pleasures to a bloudy Campe And with the strength and puissance of our force To lift thy falling and decayed state Euen to her pristine glory in thy quarrell Burbon hath set himselfe against his King And foyld his greatnesse with a Traytors name Now when our worth expected rich reward Fayre Bellamira wonder of her time Must Philip haue her Phil. Burbon shee is mine Bur. Mordew I le be reueng'd by heauen I will Or I will paue these plaines with the dead bodies Of our deare subiects we haue sworne thy fall That oathes thy death our rage thy funerall Nau. Heare our excuse Bur. We will not credit ayre Peter watch Rodorick when the prince is gone Tell him I de speake with him Pet. Enough t is done Bur. Nauar this setting Sun which sees our wrong Shall e're his morrowes beames guide the proud East View Himens rites turnd to a tragick feast Exit Burbon Na. His anger beares him hence young prince of France Since to reduce our enmity to loue And thereby like a fayre and louely Bryde To mary peace to France we are content To bring the sea-tost barke of your affects Halfe shipwrackt with the tempest of these wars To their desired port as we agreed Go to your father and informe him thus If personally hee le view our friendly Tents And seale these Articles of peace proposde This night you shall be trothâ— plight to our child Phil. Were it to search the furthest Northerne clime Where frosty Hyems with an yâ—ie Mace Strikes dead all liuing things I de find it out And borrowing fire from those fayre sunny eyne Thaw Winters frost and warme that dead cold clime But this impose iâ— nothing honourd King I le to my father and conduct him hither For whilst my soule is parted from her sight This earth is hell this day a tedious night Come Rodorick you shall beare me company ExeuÌ„t Phil. Pet. Rod. Pet. He shall not for I le stay him instantly Nau. 'T were pity to keepe two such loues asunder Daughter you your Ladies to your tent Exit Bella. And deck you richly to receiue the prince Enter Pemb. after him Fer. My Lord of Pembrooke happily return'd How dotâ— our sonne See where he comes himselfe Speake boy how spedst thou with fayre Katharine Fer. I know not how Is trothlesse Pembrooke there Nau. Be not dismayd at length shee le pity thee Sonne bid our Officers adorne our Court In her chiefe glory for this happy night Shall set a period to this smaâ—ting war Your sister shal be troth-plight to Prince Philip And France and we made friends about it then Pembrooke haue you the charge to see our Captaines Prepare a martiall welcome to the King I le not be idle since Nauar was crownd Our
bare And hold your hands vp as the maner is Fer. What if I held a booke as if I prayed Pem. 'T were best of all and now I think vpon 't Here is a booke so keepe your countenance You must imagine now you are transform'd Yonder she comes in any case stir not Enter Katharine Kath. I feare I haue detracted time too long In my determinde seruice to my Loue But I le redeeme my fault with double care See where his statue is set vp kind Knight For euer Katharine will record thy truth Pem. How say you Madam 1st not very like him Kath. As like as if it were himselfe indeed And would to God my prayers might be heard That as the Image of Pigmalion once Life might descend into this sencelesse stone But that was faynd as my desire is fond Relentlesse death withholds my Ferdinand And no intreaty may recouer him In token then I doe repent my scorne That I was cruell to so kind a friend Thou the presenter of his absent person Receiue these sweets thy temples be adornd With this fresh garland thy white Iuory hand Boast of this Ring which if thou wert aliue Should bind our faythe 's vp in a nuptiall knot But for thou canst not be reuiu'd agayne I le dwell with thee in death and as my spirit Mounts to the happy mansion of thy spirit So to accompany thy shaddow here I le turne my body to a shaddow too And kneeling thus confront thy silent lookes With my sad looks this is the Instrument Now Ferdinand behold thy Katharine comes Fer. And she is welcome vnto Ferdinand Pem. I le play the clark for both and say Amen Nay muse not Madam t is no sencelesse Image But the true essence of your wished Loue. Kath. I am asham'd to looke him in the face Fer. Hide not those splendaÌ„t lights hereafter be A constant wife it shall suffice for me Kat. Heauen cast her off if Katharine proue not so Pem. Of that no more now let vs haste from hence To quiet the dissension lately sprung Betweene your parents Philip likewise gone To be reueng'd on Burbons trechery Perhaps may stand in need of friendly ayd To him and them our vowes must next be payd Fer. What Pembrook counsels we coÌ„sent vnto Exeunt Enter Rodericke and Philip. Rod. Now whilest our Armies wearied with the heat That the bright sunne casts from his midday throne Abstayne from bloudy entercourse of warre I le lead thee Philip vnto Burbons Tent. Phil. Rodoricke thou highly fauourest me in this And doubt not if my complot take effect I le make thee Duke of Burbon Enter Lewes Flaunders and Burbon Rod. Stay your speach heere comes king Lewis Phil. They can not know me I am so disguisde Burb. Follow my counsayle and immediatly begin the Battayle Lew. Why the heat 's great It burnes in our Armour as we march Flan. It burnes the enemy as well as wee Bur. It warmes our Souldiers spirits makes them fire I had rather dye then when my bloud is hot Be awde by counsell till it freeze like Ice He is no Souldier that for feare of heat Will suffer victory to fly the field Rod. My Lord of Burbon ye are more hot then wise Bur. Rodorick me thinkes you are very peremptory Rod. It is in zeale of the generall good Go to your Tent refresh your vnscorcht lymmes There draw your battels modell and as soone As the coole winds haue fand the burning Sunne And made it tractable for trauaylers Arme you and mount vpon your barbed Steed Lead foorth your Souldiers and in good array Charge brauely on the Army of our foe Lew. The Duke of Orleance hath counseld well I le in and recreate me in my Tent. Farewell my Lord when you resolue to fight Proclayme your meaning by a Canons mouth And with a volley I will answere you Exit Lewes Bur. If you will needs retyre farewell my Lord. Ha Rodoricke are not we fine Polyticians That haue so quaintly wrought the King of Fraunce Vnto our faction that he threatens warre Against the almost reconcilde Nauar Rod. But this is nothing to the actes wee le do Come come my Lord you trifle time with words Sit downe sit downe and make your warlike plot But wherfore stand these murdrous Glaues so nye Phil. Touch them not Rodorick prythee let them stand Bur. Some paper pen and incke Enter Peter Peter My Lord. Bur. Post to the Master Gunner And bid him plant his demy culuerings Against the kings pauilion Peter Presently Bur. But first bring pen and incke and paper straight Rodoricke thou shalt assist mee in this plot Rod. Do it your selfe my Lord I haue a charge Of Souldiers that are very mutinous And long I dare not stay for feare my absence Be cause of their reuolt vnto Nauar. Bur. Then to your Souldiers I will to my plot Phil. Away my Lord leaue me vnto the Duke Rod. Kill you the Duke and after I le kill thee Bur. This pen is stabbed and it will not write The Incke that 's in the Standage doth looke blacke This in my pen is turnd as red as bloud Phil. The reason that the platforme you would make Must by this hand be written with thy bloud Bur. Zounds what art thou that threatens Burbon so Phil. One that 's as desperat-carelesse of his life As thou art timerous and fearst to dye Bur. Comest thou to kill me Phil. If I should say no This weapon would condemne me which I seyz'd Of purpose Burbon to bereaue thy life Bur. Why fond man mad man know'st thou what thou doest Phil. I know it Burbon and I know besides What thou wouldst say to daunt my resolution Burb. What would I say Phil. Why that this place is death As being thy â—ent enuiron'd with thy slaues Where if I kill thee t is impossible To scape with life this Burbon thou wouldst say But Philip is not to be mou'd with words Burb. Philip Phil. I Philip Bellamiraes Loue Whose beauty villayne thou hast poysoned For which I haue vow'd thy death and thou shalt dye Therefore betake you to what fence you will Amongst this bundle chuse one weapon forth And like a worthy Duke prepare thy selfe In knightly maner to defend thy life For I will fight with thee and kill thee too Or thou shalt giue an end vnto my life But if thou call vnto thy slaues for helpe Burbon my sword shall nayle thee to the wall And thinke Prince Philip is a Prince indeed To giue thee this aduantage for thy life Bur. Boy I will scourge your insolence with death Phil. Come on Fight and kill Burbon Bur. Oh I am slayne Rod. Murder murder Burbon the Duke is slayne Phil. Peace Rodorick I am Philip thy deare friend Rod. Thou art a counterfet I know thee not Phil. Didst not thou guide me vnto Burbons Tent Rod. I guide thee to the Tent I know thee not What murder ho will no man heare my voyce Enter Peter and
They fight Bowyer hath the wench rescued by France recouered by Nauar Philip meetes Rodorick rescued by Peter retreat is sounded the enemies begin to retire Rodorick chas'd by Philip Enter at seuerall doores after retreate sounded Pembrooke and Ferdinand Fer. Are the Kings seuerd will they bow to peace Pem. Peace is a welcome ghest vnto their hearts But Rodoricke like a greedy enuious churle Fearing to spend his wealth still keeps them backe T is he exasperates the Princes hate And when our Trumpets call them to retyre He with warres clang or sets them on agayne Vnlesse he be remoou'd our labour 's lost Fer. It shall not for I le seeke him through the Host And with this sword pare off the Traytors head Pem. Doe and I le scowre these ranks if Pembroks eye Encounters his he meets his Tragedy Alarum Enter Philip pursuing Rodoricke Phil. Stay warlike friends and ayd me in reuenge Fer. That is Rodoricke Pem. Heere 's the Traytor strike him downe Phil. Who lifts his arme at him strikes at my brest Rod. Why haue you thus ring'd me about with swords Phil. To shew thee thou must dye Rod. What haue I done That thus you labour my destruction Pem. Thou wer 't a party in all Burbons wrongs Fer. Falsely term'd Ferdinand a Rauisher Pem. Set discord 'twixt these Kings Phil. Practised my death Pem. Villayne for this our swords shall stop thy breath Fer. Stand not to argue let 's all runne at him Phil. Now as you loue my loue or prize mine honour Touch not the Traytor he is Philips foe And none but I must worke his ouerthrow Thrice in the battell he was rescued from me But now hee 's falne into the Lyons paw From whence the whole world cannot ransome him Preseruers of my life heroick friends Be you my safety keepe the Souldyers off Whilst in the midst by fayre and equall fight I send this Traytor to eternall night Ferd. By heauen agreed Pem. Heere Pembrooke takes his stand Come Fraunce and all the world I will not start Til Philips knightly sword pearce Rodoricks hart Rod. Accurst I am betrayd incompast round Now lyfe and hope and state must kisse the ground Phil. Rodorick thou seest all wayes are stopt to flie Be desperat then fight brauely and so die Alarum they fight enter to Pembrooke Nauar Bowyer Souldiers to Ferdinand Fraunce Flaunders Souldiers they fight and keepe them backe Rodoricke would scape still kept in the midst and kild by Philip. Phil. Now are his trecheries repaid with death Philip and Pembrooke sound your retreatâ— With better hope in him all hatred endes The kings will now loue peace soone be friends Exeunt Enter Peter wounded Bowier following Bow Zounds neuer runne for the matter a scratcht face can not serue your turne we must haue bloudy noses staÌ„d on yout gard I do not make haggasse puddings of your guttes I le neuer dominier in the long Alleyes agayne Peter Cymnell I le cracke you for this I le teach you to deale with Peter de Lions and that without prolixitie Bow Do haue at you in earnest S. George you rogue Alarum fight Bowyer kills him Bow So there 's for your prolixities there 's for Thomasin the Thornbackly slaue and he were made of any thing but gristles I am a pumpian ' Shart he had no mettle in him yet how the villayne crak't and dominierd when he was liuing ah sirra neuer gryn for the matter t is Captayne Bowyer that speaks it When thou meetst the great Deuill commend me to him and say I sent him thee for a new yeres gift and there 's one Sarlaboys to as arrant a bloud-sucker and as notable a coward as euer drew weapon in a bawdy house hee carryes my marke about him if Dicke Bowyer be not writ a bountifull benefactor in hell for my good deeds in sending thither such Canibals I am a Rabbit-sucker yet I scorne to vaunt of my deeds too They sound a retreat farewell Peter and learne hereafter what it is to be riuall to an English gentleman Caualiero Bowyer one of the nyne worthyes Exit A retreyt Enter at one dore Fraunce Flaunders and Souldiers at the other dore Nauar Bowyer and Souldiers Lew. Nauar why haue you sounded a retreyt Will your proud heart decline and call vs Lord Nau. We thought by the faynt laÌ„guage of your drums Fraunce would haue knowne his errour and beg'd peace Lew. Fraunce beg a peace Nau. Nauar call you his Lord Flan. Why did you cease the fight and sound retreat Bow Not we by this beard not we by the life of Pharo Nau. Your Trumpets guided by your faynting breath Dehorted vs from war and sounded peace Lew. Nauar derides vs. Nau. Fraunce t is you that doo 't Lew. Sound war and brauely let vs once more too 't Enter in the middest Pembrooke Ferdinand and Philip. Pem. Kings of Nauar and Fraunce why doe you thus With ciuill butchery wound this blessed land Which like a mother from her melting eyes Sheds crymson teares to see you enemyes Lewes of Fraunce wherein hath great Nauar Dangerd your state that you should prosecute War with her largest ruine how hath Fraunce Sowed such inueterate hate within your brest That to confound him you will vndergoe The orphants curse the widdowes teares cries Whose husbands in these warres haue lost their liues E're you contend discourse your grieuances Lew. False Ferdinand his sonne rauisht our child Fer. Now by my Knighthood honor and this gage Fraunce â—le approue you wrong that Ferdinand Phil. Who can accuse him Lew. That did Rodorick Pem. That Traytor for a deed so false so foule Hath answered it by this euen with his soule Nau. Our sonne and valours bloome th' English Pembrooke By Lewes trechery were butchered Phil. Were the whole world ioynd in so false a thing Alone I de combat all and cleere the King Pem. Fraunce neuer had dessigne in their two deaths Nau. He leagu'd with Burbon that destroyd my child Lew. He poysoned her deseruedly Phil. That deed of shame Cut off his life and rac'd out Burbons name Lew. His death shal be thy death for thy hand slue him Nau. This other in the battell twice to day Made vs retire Fraunce shall we ioyne in league Till we haue veng'd our malice on these knights Lew. Nauar agreed Souldiers this kyld your Lords Nau. And this our fame let 's mangle them with swords Pem. Take truce a while with rage heare what wee 'le vrges This knight flew Burbon this inforst you fly Therfore you hate them and for hate they die Since then true vertue is disfigured Desert trod downe and their heroick worth In iustice doomd on Traytors merits Death Behold these two which thousands could not daunt But your vngratitude on bended knee Yeeld vp their swoords to bide your tyranny 'T was he kild Burbon if you loue him dead Shew it by paring off this valiant head Do you the like to this reuenge apace They
2. or 3. souldiers Pet. Yes here are those can heare well ynough Where is the murdered and the murderer Rod. Peter behold thy masters breathlesse truncke And there 's Prince Philip that hath murdered him Pet. To auoyd prolixity I le kill him Yet first giue me leaue to weepe for my master Rod. First seyze the murderer and after weepe Phil. He that first ventures to attach my life Let him be sure he hath a life to spare For I will send one breathlesse to the graue Pet. You that haue nyne liues assault the gentleman Rod. What peasants dare you not attach the slaue I le rayse the whole Campe but I le apprehend him Alarum drummes Souldiers incircle him And eyther apprehend or slay the wretch Enter Pembrooke and Ferdinand Pem. T is princely Philip helpe to rescue him Rod. What slaues are these that dare oppose thēselues In rescue of a murderer ' gainst an Host Fer. Such as will make thee Rodorick fly for life Pet. Zounds men are mortall to auoyd prolixity my Lord of Orleance your best course is flying and therein I will be your follower Rod. Fly before three and be thus strong 'T were madnesse Pem. We trifle time let 's driue them from the Tent. Alarum and driue away Peter and Rodoricke Pem. Liue worthy Philip Pembrooke bids thee liue That did suspect this complot at the tombe When in the honour of Prince Ferdinand You did resigne your shield Phil. Th' Earle of Pembrooke Fer. And Ferdinand that loues thee as his soule Phil. Two liues I owe my starres beside mine owne In sending me two friends of such import Durst you aduenture thorow the enemies Campe And put your liues in danger to saue mine Pem. The rumour of the Duke of Burbons death Hath so possest the Campe with admiration That they regardlesse suffer all to passe Only this Rodorick wakens them a little But cannot weane them from their wondring minds Phil. That Rodorick is a perfect villayne turn'd For though he guided me vnto his Tent And gaue his liking that the Duke should dye Yet how the villayne cryed to murder me But come in this confusion let 's be gone T is dangerous to abide in Burbons Tent. Rodoricke thou art the next must taste of death That taske once done we shall with little payne Our angry fathers reconcile agayne Alarum Enter Nauar Bowyer Nod Core Souldiers drum and colours Nau. The Alarum sounded in the enemies Campe. Now for Nauar and Fame stand to it sirs Bow Hart stand to it heere 's some of vs knowes how to runne away and they be put to it Though wee haue lost our braue Generall the Earle of Pembrooke yet here 's Caualiero Bowyer Core and Nod by Iesu sound Cards and Mahound and Termagant come against vs wee le fight with them Couragio my hearts S. George for the honour of England Nau. The aduerse part comes on fight gallantly Enter Fraunce Flaunders and Souldiers with Drum and Colours Lew. Is false Nauar so thirsty to drinke bloud That he must ioyne the Squadron of his troops Before the signall of the battel 's giuen Belike you thought to take vs vnpreparde No king our wrong hangs like a watch before vs And makes vs nomber euery short-lynd minute Till your liues answere for our Daughters death Charge braue spirits Saint Denis now for Fraunce Nau. Saint Denis for Nauar Alarum Drums Alarum they fight Fraunce put to the worst enters Rodorike and Peter the fight continued and Nauar driuen in Lew. Nauar and his weake forces make retire Pursue them Sirs the victorie is ours Rod. Be like staru'd Lions ' mongst a heard of Beasts Ruthelesse and bloudy slaughters all you meete Till proud Nauar be slayn or kisse your feet Saint Denis and cry murder through the host Alarum enter Pembrooke Ferdinand Philip. Pem He that steps forward with a murdring thought Marries him selfe to death Fraunce cease the fight They are Frenchmen you pursue French men you should saue Dig not for Traytors loue your subiects graue Lew. What franticke knights are those that dare oppose Their single force against our multitudes Phil. Those that wish you and Fraunce bright fames encrease So you would chase hence war and welcome peace Rod. That was the Traytor that slew royall Burbon Pet. Downe with the villaynes Rod. Souldiers seyze on him And then pursue Nauar with sudden death Fer. E're the least hayre fall from his kingly head Rodorick thy base trunck shall be butchered Pem. Will you accept of peace Lew. Follow Nauar. Pet. Downe with that murderer Fer. Zounds then inspight Wee le saue Nauar and chase you hence in fight All. Ha ha Pem. Nay smile not though our number 's few Our great hearts tell vs we shall conquere you Alarum and S. George Alarum they fight Enter Nauar and his forces Fraunce chaste away Nau. Fraunce and his daunted forces giues vs ground Charge charge agayne and we are Conquerours Phil. Stand or ne're stirre agayne Nau. What meane these Knights Pem. To stop your passage this way great Nauar I charge thee by the duty of a King Thy loue to Iustice and thy subiects liues You sound retreat and make a peace with Fraunce Nau. A peace and haue the vantage of the day Bow That 's a tricke by Iesu to mocke an Ape wee 'le none of that Nau. Wee 'le haue no peace but what our swords can make Follow the chase Phil. Are you growne insolent For one light puffe of fortune proues it so Nay then our swords turne to your ouerthrow Alarum they fight and driue in Nauar. Fer. That was my father that you fought against Phil. You did as much to mine Pem. Princes agree force cānot end this war but policy Therefore dispearse your selues and let our Squires With Trumpets in their mouthes sound lowd retreat Where you perceiue the fight most violent The strangenesse of which act will straight amaze When they shall heare both peace and war denounc'd And one selfe instant they will soone retire To know the issue Princes fall to worke T is worke of charity 't would doe me good If we could end this battell without bloud Fer. I hope we shall farewell I le to my charge Pem. The like will Pembrooke Phil Philip is not last Yet though I seeke the safety of my frends Rodorick shall lose his bloud e're this fight ends Alarum excursions Enter Peter leading Thomasin Pet. Struggle not striue not your sweete heart Bowyer cannot saue you Without prolixity you must goe with mee Tho. Helpe helpe Pet. And the God of warre come in thy defence my humour is to kill him Come away Enter Bowyer Bow By Iesu you go this way you must pay custom Zounds you pickt-hatch Caualiero petticote-monger can you find time now to be catching Thomasin come deliuer or by Zenacrib the life of king Charlemayne I le thrash your coxcombe as they doe hennes at Shrouetyde no will you not doe you Tan-fat zounds then haue at you
of night Which sets a leaden lustre on the eye Or hath some accident occoasted them That troubles their aspect with melancholy Is Nauar well is Ferdinando well Is Pembrooke well Is Bellamira well O where is Bellamira tell me Princes For now my tongue hath strook vpon her name I feele a kind of killing extasie Where is she in her Tent Bel. Deny me father I would not see Prince Philip with this face Phi. Why speak you not what haue I toucht the string Whereon the burden of your sorrow lyes Father looke round about see you my loue Rodoricke looke round about see you my loue Lew. I see her not Rod. Nor I. Phil. I say not so The garments that she weares mine eye should know What Lady 's this that hides her heauenly face Here are no Basilisks with killing eyes You need not hide your beauty sweet looke vp Me thinks I haue an interest in these lookes What 's here a Leper amongst Noblemen What creatures this why stayes she in this place Oh t is no maruell though she hide her face For t is infectuous let her leaue the presence Or Leprosie will cleaue vnto vs all Bel. O let me leaue the presence gentle father When Philip bids his Bellamira goe Phil. My Bellamira Lew. How my sonnes belou'd Phil. Is this my loue was this your beauteous child Nau. My child Ferd. My sister Pemb. Beauteous Bellamira Nau. Spotted Ferd. Disfigured Pemb. Made a lothsome Leper Rod. How came this sudden alteration For she was comely louely beautifull When the day left his Charriot to the night Na. That heauen doth know and onely Bellamira Daughter I charge thee tell me how it came Bell. Burbon oh Burbon Lew. Did he doe the deed Bel. He came into my Tent at dead of night And rubd my face with an infectuous herbe Because I would not graunt vnto his loue I cry'd for helpe but none did succour me Rod. I know he did and laugh to thinke on 't Lew. And he shall rue his treason Phil. Threaten not Leaue the reuenge to me whom it concernes T is I am robd of a delicious looke A heauenly sparkling brow a starry eye A countenance fayrer then Auroraes lookes When all the East is guilded with her blush T is I will be reueng'd but not before I haue espousde my louely Bellamira Lew. Espoused her Nau. How marry a face deform'd Ferd. A leprous creature Pem. An infectuous mayd Ro. One whose sores are perchance incureable Phil. Be they incureable it is my Loue And for my sake she hath indur'd this wrong And should I now forsake her thus distrest I could not merit a true Louers name To shew I loue her I will marry her Before the moneth expire nay in the morne Delayes perchance may make her think I scorne Bel. Marry with me fetch me a looking glasse That I may see how sweet a Bride I am Oh I detest my selfe Deare hate me too I am not to be maryed but to death Though I were Empresse of the spacious world I de lay my selfe and Kingdome at thy feet Liue noble Philip ioysome happyer match T is my vnworthinesse makes me deny thee Phi. Thinkst thou because thy face is spotted so Thou art not worthy of thy Philips loue Thy face to me was but a Marshall To lodge thy sacred person in my mind Which long agoe is surely chambred there And now what needs an outward Harbinger I doe affect not superficially My loue extendeth further then the skin The inward Bellamira t is I seeke And vnto her will Philip be epousde Nau. Oh admirable loue Lew. Oh my deare sonne Thou makest me famous by thy loyalty Rod. I neuer heard the like Pemb. Pen neuer writ A worthyer Story to posterity Fer. Pen neuer writ of a more treacherous friend Then Pembrooke thou hast prou'd to Ferdinand Phil. Sweet Loue prepare thee to be Philips Bryde For heere I sweare as I am royall borne I le marry thee before the mornings Sunne Hath runne the third part of his glorious course Father good night deare friends deare Loue good night Mariage I hope will make my spirits more light Exit Nau. Good night sweet son King Lewes stay with me Be thou my comforter I le comfort thee Exeunt Kings Fer. Pembrook remember that thou faile me not Exit Pem. O God what may these moody lookes intend Me thinks I should haue better from my friend Exit Bel. Now Bellamira thou hast time to thinke Vpon these troublous matters should I suffer So braue a Gentleman as Philip is To wed himselfe to my vnworthy selfe It would be counted vertue in the Prince But I were worthy of a world of blame No Philip no thou shalt not wrong thine honour Nor be impeacht by Bellamiraes spots In some disguise I le steale away to night And ne're appeare more in my Philips sight Exit Enter Dicke Bowyer Bow There is no toyle to this walking of the Round S'hart I haue beene stumbling vp and downe all this night like a Brewers horse that has ne're a good eye in his head T is as daarke as Pitch I can resemble our Campe to nothing better then hell saue that in hell they are alwayes waking and heere the villaynes are as drowsie as swyne Lieutenant Nod why you might haue shot a double Cannon in his eare and neuer haue wakâ—e him I iogd and I iogd I showted and I showted and yet the mungrel snorted you might heare him to Douer at last I dragd him by the heeles into a ditch of water and there left the Lobster crawling A the tother side Core being appoynted to stand Sentynell vpon the Wallounes quarter s'hart the Loach gets me into a Sutlers bath and there sits mee drinking for Ioanes best cap but by this hand and as Dicke Bowyer is a Soldier and a Caualiero he shall sit in the boults for it to morrow My comfort is in these extremities that I brought Thomasin to her Laâ—ies Tent leauing her new-come Louer to picke strawes but soft qui vâ—ula Enter Ferdinand Ferd. My name is Ferdinand Bow Stand. Ferd. Why Captayne thou dost know me well inough Bow Know or not know without the word you passe not Ferd. Soliman Bow So allie allie Monseur Ferd. First tell me sawest thou Pembrooke come this way Bow I saw him not Ferd. Farewell Exit Bow As much to you Zounds these Frenchmen think to out-face vs with a card of ten but and his beard were made of brasse Dicke Bowyer will make him know the discipline of war Here comes another Enter Pembrooke Pem. Who 's there Dick Bowyer Bow Some call me so what then Pem. Pembrooke salutes thee Bow Oh good morrow my Lord good morrow Pem. I prythee Captayne sawst thou Ferdinand Sonne to Nauar as thou didst walke the round Bow Euen now my Lord he past along this way Pem. Himselfe alone or had he company Bow Nay questionlesse he was alone my Lord. Pem. Couldst thou discerne his face how
feare not threats and scorne to beg for grace Lew. And they shall find none Nau. Knights tryumph in death We are your headsmen Kings shall stop your breath They take off their Helmets Lew. Philip my sonne Nau. Young Ferdinand my ioy Pem. Call them not sonnes whom you would fayne destroy Nau. Hold not our age too long in deepe suspect Art thou Ferdinand Lew. And thou Philip Fer. We are the friendly sonnes of aduerse parents Your long lost children though supposed slayne We liue and come to ioy your age agayne Nau. Welcome all earthly blisse Lew. Welcome deare child Thy presence halfe our sorrow hath exil'd Pem. How soon this Scene is chāg'd those that euē now Were sworne warres seruants now to peace do bow Then Pembrooke striue to make their ioyes more full See kingly father to that princely sonne Pembrooke the hated murderer of his friend Pembroke that did deuide thee from his sight And cut so many passages of death In his indeared bosome humbly thus Forgets his honour and from your hye hand Inuokes reuenge for wounding Ferdinand Fer. Still he surmounts me in an honour'd loue Rise friend or if thou striu'st to haue the world In me as in a glasse see a false friend Behold I kneele and here proclayme to all My friendship 's broke but thine substantiall Na. Model of vertue honord Pembroks Earle Rise in as deare regard as Ferdinand Oh had I Bellamira once in hold Age would turne youth I should ne're be old Lew. Had I my Katharina once agayne Our ioy were then stretcht to the highest strayne But she was rauisht and then murthered Phil. Beare not that hard opinion Rodoricks toung Slaundred that Prince and did his vertue wrong Pem. Lewis of Fraunce heare what an English Earle Speaks in the front and view of all thy Host If euer Ferdinand staynd Katharines honour I was a party yet in all your Campe Who dares step forth and call me rauisher No Fraunce know Pembroke is an Englishman Highly deriu'd yet higher in my thoughts And for to register mine acts in brasse Which all-deuouring time shall ne're race out Haue I through all the Courts of Christendome In knightly tryall prou'd my vertue sound Raisd Englands fame aloft and shall I now In her next continent her neighbour Realme Fraunce on whose bosome I may stand and see That blessed soyle that bred and fostred me Soyle all my late got honour to consent Vnto a royall Princes rauishment I de sooner from a mountayne cast my selfe Or from a hungry Lyon teare his pray Then dare to act a deed so infamous Enter Katharina But words are ayre Lewis behold this face This proues our honour cleere from all disgrace Lew. My Katharine Phil. My deare sister Fer. My fayre Loue Pem. See Princes loues effect she flies your hand To liue imbrac't with her deare Ferdinand Lew. And heauen forbid that we should sunder them Nauar reach me thy hand grym war is fled And peace shall end the same in a nuptiall bed Sonne Philip ratify your sisters choyce Phil. Euen with my soule for euer liue you blest Oh Bellamira had not cursed Burbon For beauty robd thy cheeks with Leprosie Hadst thou but stayd with me as is their state So had bin mine happy and fortunate Enter Clowne attyred like a Gentleman Bellamira following with a Scarfe on her face Clow. By your leaue sweet blouds may a Gentleman or so deceyue two or three ounces of words in this assembly Lew. You may Clow. Is there not a young Kings sonne amongst you who treading the steps of his father is called Philip Phil. I am the man thou seekst Clow. Then the old saying is verified He that seeks shall find Heere is a poore kinswoman of mine would desire some priuate conference with you or so Phil. With me whom see I Bellamira Nau. Daughter Phil. Do not deride my woes speake speake I pray Pem. Looke not so strange it is thy louely Loue Thus manag'd to approue thy constancy Embrace her then and now Nauar and Fraunce Here end your strife and let all hatred fall And turne this warre to Hymens festiuall Nau. This Pembrooks counsell we subscribe vnto Lew. The like doth France Louers imbrace your Loues And Captaines ioyne your Bands mix power with power And let those swords which late were drawne for death Sleepe in their sheathes You worthy Pembrooke And all your followers shall receyue our fauours In plenteous largesse so set on to Court Sound Drums and Trumpets deafe the ayre with cryes And fill eche subiects heart with ioyes increase T' applaud our childrens loue and this dayes peace FINIS