King Welcome Lord Bonneuet welcome Bishop What from our brother brings this Embassage Bonneuet Most faire cōmends great renowned Hen We in the person of our Lord and King Here of your highnesse doe intreate a League And to reedifie the former peace Held betwixt the Realmes of England and of France Of late disordred for some pettie wrongs And pray your Maiestie to stay your powers Alreadie leuied in low Burgandie Which to maintaine our oaths shall be ingadge And to confirme it with more surety He craues your faire consent vnto his loue And giue the Lady Mary for his Queene The second sister to your Royall selfe So may an heire springing from both your bloods Make both Realmes happie by a lasting league King Wee kindely doe receiue your Maisters loue And yet our grant stands stronge vnto his suit If that no following censure feeble it For we herein must take our Counsels aide But howsoeuer our answere shall be swift Meane time we grant you faire accesse to woe And winne her if you can to be his Queene Our selfe will second you Right welcome both Lord Cardinall these Lords shall be your Guests But let our Treasure wast to welcome them Banquet them how they will what cheere what sport Let them see Harry keepes a kingly Court VVolsie I shall my Soueraigne Ex. Wools Ki With draw a while our selues will follow ye Now will are you not deceiu'd in this Embassage You heard they came for aide against the Turke Will. Well then now I see there is loud lies told in London But al 's on for their comming 's to as much purpose as the other king And why I pray Wil. Why dost thou thinke thy sister such a foole to marrie such an old dies veneris he get her with Prince I when either I or the Cardinall prooue Pope and that will neuer be I hope King How knowest thou him to be old thou neuer sawest him VVill. No nor he me but I saw his picture with ner-a toothe the head out and all his beard as well fauoured as a white frost but it is no matter if he haue her he will dye shortly and then she may help to bury him Enter Ladyes 1 Lad. Runne Runne good Maddam call the Ladyes in Call for more Womens helpe the Queene is sicke 2 Lad For Gods loue goe backe againe and warme more clothes O let the wine be well burned I charge yee VVill I In any case or I cannot drinke it doost thou heare Harry what a coile they keepe I warrant these women will drinke thee vp more wine with their gossipping then was spent in all the Conduits at thy Coronation Enter Lady Mary and the Countes of Salisbury King T is no matter Will How now Ladies La Mary I beseech your grace command the foole forth of the pesence k. Away William you must be gone her 's womens matters in hand Willi Let them speake loe then I le not out of the roome sure Count Come come let 's thrust him out he 'le not sturre else Will: Thrust me nay and ye goe to thrusting I le thrust some of you downe I warrant ye King Nay goe good William VVill. I le out of their company Harry they will scratch worse then cats if they catch me therefore I le hence and leaue them God boy Ladyes do you heare Maddam Mary you had neede to be wary my newes is worth a white-cake you must play at tennis with old Saint Dennis and your maiden-heade must lye at the stake Exit King Ha ha the foole tels you true my gentle sister But to our businesse how fares my Queene How fares my Iane has she a sonne for me To raise againe our kingdomes soueraignty Lady Mary That yet rests doubtfull O my princely Lord Your poore distressed Queene lyes weake and sicke And be it sonne or daughter deere she buyes it Euen with her deerest life for one must dye All Womens helpe is past Then good my Leige Resolue it quickly if the Queene shall liue The Child must die or if it life recelues You must your hapeles Queene of life bereaue Ki. You peirce me with your newes run send for helpe Spend the reuenewes of my Crowne for aide To saue the life of my beloued Queene How hap't she is so ill attended on That we are put to this extremity To saue the Mother or the child to dye Countesse I beseech your grace resolue immediatly King Immediatly saist thou O t is no quicke resolue Can giue good verdit in so sad a choise To loose my Queene that is my some of blisse More vertuous than a thowsand Kingdomes be And should I lose my Sonne if Sonne it be That all my subiects to desire to see I loose the hope of this great Monarchy What shall I doe Lady Marie Remember the Queene my Lord King I not forget her Sister O poore soule But I forget thy paine and miserie Goe let the Childe die let the Mother liue Heauens powerfull hand may more children giue Away and comfort her with our reply Harry will haue his Queene though thowsands die I know no issue of her princely wombe Why then should I preferre 't before her life Exit La. Whose death ends all my hopefull loyes on earth God's will be done for suer it is his will For secret reasons to himselfe best knowne Perhaps he did mould forth a Sonne for me And seeing that sees all in his creation To be some impotent and coward spirit Vnlike the figure of his Royall Father Has thus decrede least he should blurre out fame As Whylome did the sixt king of my name Loose all his Father the first Henrie wonne I le thanke the Heauens for taking such a Sonne Whos 's within there Enter Compton My Lord king Goe Compton bid Lord Seimer come to me The honor'd Father of my wofull Queene Now now what newes L. Marie We did deliuer what your highnesse wild Which was no sooner by her grace receiud But with the sad report she seemd as dead Which causd vs stay after recourerie She sent vs backe t' intreate your Maiestie As euer you did take delight in her As you preferre the quiet of her soule That now is readie to forsake this life As you desire to haue the life of one She doth intreate your grace that she may dye Least both doth perish in this agonie For to behold the infant suffer death Were endlesse tortures made to stop her breath Then to my Lord quoth she thus gently say The child is faire the mother earth and clay King Sad messenger of woe oh my poore Queene Canst thou so soone consent to leaue this life So pretious to our soule so deere to all To yeeld the hopefull yssue of thy loines To raise our second comfort well be it so Ill be it so stay I reuoke my word But that you say helpes not for she must dye Yet if ye can saue both I le giue my crowne Nay all I haue and
enter bonds for more Which with my conquering sword with fury bent I le purchase in the farthest continent Vse all your chiefest skill make hast away Whilst we for your successe deuoutly pray Enter Lord Seymer Seym. All ioy and happinesse betide my Soueraigne King Ioy be it good Lord Seymer noble father Or ioy or griefe thou hast a part in it Thou comit to greete vs in a doubtfull houre Thy daughter and my Queene lies now in paine And if I loose Seymer thou canst not gaine Sey. Yet comfort good my Liege this womans woe Why t is as certaine to her as her death Both giuen her in her first creation It is a sower to sweete giuen them at first By their first mother then put sorrow hence Your grace ere long shall see a gallant Prince King Be thou a Prophet Seymer in thy words Thy loue some comfort to our hopes affoords How now Enter two Ladies Count My gratious Lord here I present to you A goodly sonne see here your flesh your bone Looke here royall Lord I warrant t is your owne Seym. See here my Liege by the rood a gallant Prince Ha little cakebread foregod a chopping boy King Euen now I wept with sorow now with ioy Take that for thy good newes how fares my Queene Enter Mary and one Lady Count O my good Lord the wofull King Tell no more of woe speake doth she liue What weepe ye all nay then my heart misgiues Resolue me sister is the newes worth hearing L. Mary Nor worth the telling royall Soueraigne King Now by my crowne thou dimst my royaltie And with thy cloudie lookes eclipst my ioyes Thy silent eye bewrayes a ruthfull sound Stopt in the organs of thy troubled spirit Say is she dead La. Mary Without offence she is Kin. Without offence saist thou heauen take my soule What can be more offensiue to my life Then sad remembrance of my faire Queenes death Thou wofull man that camst to comfort me How shall I ease thy hearts calamitie That cannot helpe thy selfe how one sad minute Hath raisd a fount of sorrowes in his eyes And bleard his aged cheekes yet Seymer see She hath left part of her selfe a sonne to me To thee a graund-child vnto the land a Prince The perfect substance of his royall mother In whom her memory shall euer liue Phaenix Iana obit vato Phaenice Dolendum secula phaenices nulla tulisse duas One Phenix dying giues another life Thus must we flatter our extreamest griefe What day is this Cump. Saint Edwards euen my Lord Kin. Prepare for christning Edward shall be his name Enter the Cardinall Embassadors Bonner and Gardner Wool My Lords of Fraunce you haue had small cheere with vs But you must pardon vs the times are sad And focits not now for mirth and banqueting Therefore I pray make your swift returne Commend me to your king and kindly tell him The English Cardinall will remaine his friend The Lady Mary shall be forthwith sent And ouertake ye ere you reach to Douer And for the businesse that concearnes the league Vrge it no more but leaue it to my care Bone We thanke your grace my good Lord Cardinal And so with thankfulnesse we take our leaues Wool Happily speed my honorable Lords My heart I sweare still keepes you company Farewell to both pray your king remember My sute betwixt him and the Emperour We shall be thankfull if they thinke on vs Par. We will be earnest in your cause my Lord So of your grace we once more take our leaues Wool Againe farewell Bonner conduct them forth Now Gardner what thinkst thou of these times Gard. Well that the leagues confirmd my gratious Lord Ill that I feare the death of good Queene Iane Will caute new troubles in our state againe VVool. Why thinkst thou so Gard. I feare false Luther doctrins spread so farre I cast that his highnesse now vnmaried Should match amongst that sect of Lutherans You saw how soone his maiestie was wonne To scorne the Pope and Romes religion When Queene Anne Bullen wore the diadem Wool Gardner t is true so was the rumor spread But Woolsie wrought such meanes she lost her head Tush feare not thou whilst Haries life doth stand He shall be king but we will rule the land Bonner come hither you are our trustie friend See that the treasure we have gathered The Copes the Vestments and the Challices The smoake pence and the tributary fees That English chimnies pay the Church of Rome Be barreld close within the inner seller We le send it ouer shortly to prepare Our swift aduancement to Saint Peters chaire Be trustie and be sure of honors speedily The king hath promised at the next election Bonner shall haue the Bishopricke of London Bon. I humbly thanke your grace Wool And Gardner shall be Lord of Winchester Had we our hopes what shall you not be then When we haue got the Papall diadem Exeunt Enter Brandon Dudley Gray Seymer Compton Br. How now Sir William Cumpton where is the king Cum. His grace is walking in the gallery As sad and passionate as ere he was Dud. T were good your grace went in to comfort him Bran. Not I Lord Dudley by my George I sweare Vnlesse his Highnesse first had sent for me I will not put my head in such a hazzard I know his anger and his spleene too well Gray T is strange this humor hath his highnesse held Euer since the death of good Queene Iane That none dares venture to conferre with him Enter Cardinall Sommers and Patch Dud. Here comes the Cardinall Bran I and two fooles after him his Lordship is well attended still Sem. Le ts win this prelate to salute the king It may perhaps work his disgrace with him Wool How now William what are you here to VVill. I my Lord all the fooles follow you I come to bid my cosin Patch welcome to the court and when I come to Yorke house he le do as much for me will yee not Patch Pat. Yes cosin hey da tere dedell dey day sing Wool What are you singing sirra Will. I le make him cry as fast anon I hold a peny Dud. God morrow to your grace my good Lord Cardmall Wool We thanke your honour Enter king within Call within Kyng What Cumpton Carew Brand. Harke the king cals King Mother of God how are we attended on who waights without Brand. Go in Sir William and if you find his grace In any milder temper then he was last night Let vs haue word and we will visit him Cump. I Will my Lord Exit Wool What is the occasion that the kings so mou'd Brand. His grace hath taken such an inward greefe With sad remembrance of the Queene that 's dead That much his highnesse wrongs his state and person Besides in Ireland do the Burkes rebell And stout Pearsie that disclod the plot Was by the Earle of Kildare late put to death And Martin Luther out of Germanie Has
I see the greatest Lutherin How is your counsels we proceede in these Bon. t ware best your grace did send her to the Towre Before they further doe consit with her Kin. Let it be so go get a warrant drawne And with a strong garde beare her to the Towre Our hand shall signe your large commission Let Cranmer from the Prince be straight remooued And come not neere the Court on paine of death Mother a God shall I be baffeld thus By traitors rebels and false heritickes Get Articles for her araignement readie If she of treason be conuict I sweare Her head goes off were she my kingdomes aire Sound Exit Enter the Prince Cranm Tye and the young Lords Prin. Cranmer Cran. My Lord Prin. Where is Franciscoe our Italian Tutor Cran. He does attend your Grace without my Lord Prin. Tell him anon we will conferre with him Wee le plie our learning Browne least you be beaten We will not haue your Knighthood so disgrast Brow I thanke yee good my Lord And your Grace would but a little plie your learning I warrant yee I le keepe my Knighthood from breeching Prin. Faith Ned I will how now what letter 's that 1. Ser. From your Graces sister the Lady Mary Prin. Come giue it me we gesse at the contents Cranmer my sister oft hath writ to me That you and Bishop Bonner might conferre About these points of new Religion Tell me Tutor will yee dispute with him Cran. With all my hart my Lord and wish the king Would daine to here our disputarion Prin. What hast thou there 2. Ser. A Letter from your royall sister young Elizabeth Prin. Another Letter ere we open this Well we will view them both immediatly I pray yee attend vs in the next Chamber And Tutors if I call yee not before Giue me some notice if the king my Father Be walkt abroade I must goe visite him Tye. We will faire Prince Prin. What sayes my sister Mary she is eldest And by due course must first be answered The blessed Mother of thy redeemer with all the Angels holy Saints be intermissers to preserue thee of Idolatrie to inuocate the Saints for helpe Alas good sister still in this opinion These are thy blinded Tutors Bonner Gardner That wrong thy thoughts with foolish herisies He read no farther to him will Edward pray For preseruation that can him selfe preserue me Without the helpe of Saint or cerimonie What writes Elizabeth sweete sister thou hast my hart And of Prince Edwards loue hast greatest part Sweet Prince I salute thee with a Sisters loue Be stedfast in thy faith and let thy prayers Be dedicate to God only for t is he alone Can strengthen thee and confound thine enimies Giue a setled assurance of thy hopes in heauen God strengthen thee in all temptations And giue thee grace to shun Idolatrie Heauen send thee life to inherite thy election To God I commend thee who still I pray preserue thee Thy louing Sister Elizabeth Louing thou art and of me best beloued Thy lines shal be my contemplations cures And in thy vertues will I meditate To Christ I le onely pray for me and thee Enter Cranmer This I imbrace away Idolatrie How now Cranmer where 's the King Cran. Conferring with his counsell gratious Prince There is some earnest businesse troubles him The Guardes are doubled and commandment giuen That none be suffered to come neere the presence God keepe his Maiestie from traitors hands Pri. Amen good Cranmer what should disturbe him thus Is Cardinall Wolsey yet returned from France Tye. I my good Lord and this day comes to court Prin. Perhaps this hastie business of the King Is touching Wolsey and his Embassage Cran. Pray God it be no worse my Lord Ent Compt Tye. Here comes sir William Compton from his highnesse Comp. Health to your excellencie Prin. What newes sir William Comp. The King expects your Graces companie And wils vout Highnesse come and speake with him And doctor Cranmer from his Maiestie I charge yee speedily to leaue the Court And come not neere the Prince on paine of death Without direction from the King and Peeres Cran. Sir I obey yee God so deale with me As I haue wisht vnto his Maiestie Prin. Cranmer banisht the Court for what I pray Comp. I know not gratious Lord pray pardon me T is the Kings pleasure and trust me I am sorry It was my hap to bring this heauie message Cran. Nay good sir William your message moues not me My seruice to his royall Maiestie Was alwayes true and iust so helpe me heauen Onely I pray your Grace to moue the King That I may come to tryall speedily And if in ought I haue deserued death Let me not draw another minutes breath Exit Cranmer Compt. Will yee goe my Lord Prin. Not yet we are not your prisoner are we sir Compt. No my deere Lord Prin. Then goe before and we will follow yee Your worship will forget your selfe I see Enter Tye My tutor thrust from court so sodainly this is strange Tye. The Queene my Lord is come to speake with you Enter Queene Prin. Auoyde the presence then and conduct her in I le speake with her and after see the King Quee. Leaue vs alone I pray yee Prin. Your grace is welcome how fares your Maiestie Quee. Neuer so ill deare Prince for now I feare Euen as a wretched caitiffe kild with care I am accusde of treason and the king Is now in counsell to dispose of me I know his frowne is death and I shall dye Prin. Who are your accusers Quee. I know not Prin. How know yee then his Grace is so incenst Quee. One of my Gentlemen passing by the presence Tooke vp this bill of accusations Wherein twelue Articles are drawne against me It seemes my false accusers lost it there Here they accuse me of conspiracie That I with Cranmer Lutimer and Ridley Doo seeke to raise rebellion in the state Alter religion and bring Luther in And to new gouernment inforce the king Prin. Then that 's the cause that Cranmer was remooued But did your Highnesse ere conferre with them As they haue here accusde yee to the king Quee. Neuer nor euer had I one such thought As I haue hope in him my soule hath bought Prin. Then feare not gratious Maddam I le to the king And doubt not but I le make your peace with him Quee. O pleade for me tell him my soule is cleare Neuer did thought of treason harbor heere As I intended to his sacred life So be it to my soule or ioy or greefe Prin. Stay here till I returne I le moue his maiestie That you may answer your accusers presently Exit Prince Quee. O I shall neuer come to speake with him The Lion in his rage is not to sterne As Royall Herry in his wrathfull spleene And they that haue accused me to his grace Will worke such meanes I neare shall see his face Wretched Queene Katherin would