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A31675	The tragedy of Alphonsus, Emperour of Germany as it hath been [v]ery often a[cte]d (with great appl[ause]) at the privat house in Black-Friers by His Maiesties servants / by George Chapman, Gent.	Chapman, George, 1559?-1634.; Peele, George, 1556-1596.	1654 (1654)	Wing C1952; ESTC R19355	43,392	77

Lords Tears stop my voice your wisdoms know my meaning Alas I know my Brother Richard's heart Affects not Empire he would rather choose To make return again to Palestine And be a scourge unto the Infidels As for my Lord he is impatient The more my grief the lesser is my hope Yet Princes thus he sends you word by me He will submit himself to your award And labour to amend what is amiss All I have said or can device to say Is few words of great worth Make unity Bohe. Madam that we have suffer'd you to kneel so long Agrees not with your dignity nor ours Thus we excuse it when we once are set In solemn Councel of Election We may not rise till somewhat be concluded So much for that touching your earnest sure Your Majestie doth know how it concerns us Comfort your self as we do hope the best But tell us Madam wher 's your Husband now Empress I left him at his prayers good my Lord Saxon. At prayers Madam that 's a miracle Pall. Vndoubtedly your Highness did mistake 'T was sure some Book of Conjuration I think he never said pray'r in his life Empress Ah me my fear I fear will take effect Your hate to him and love unto my Brother Will break my heart and spoil th' Imperial peace Mentz My Lord of Saxon and Prince Pallatine This hard opinion yet is more than needs But gracious Madam leave us to our selves Empress I go and Heav'n that holds the Hearts of Kings Direct your Counsels unto unity Exit Bohe. Now to the depth of that we have in hand This is the question whether the King of Spain Shall still continue in the Royal throne Or yield it up unto Plantagenet Or we proceed unto a third Eelection Saxon. E're such a viperous blood-thirsty Spaniard Shall suck the hearts of our Nobility Th' Imperial Sword which Saxony doth bear Shall be unsheath'd to War against the world Pall. My hate is more than words can testifie Slave as he is he murdered my Father Coll. Prince Richard is the Champion of the world Learned and mild fit for the Government Bohe. And what have we to do with Englishmen They are divided from our Continent But now that we may orderly proceed To our high Office of Election To you my Lord of Mentz it doth belong Having first voice in this Imperial Synod To name a worthy man for Emperour Mentz It may be thought most grave and reverend Princes That in respect of divers sums of gold Which Richard of meer charitable love Not as a bribe but as a deed of Alms Disburs'd for me unto the Duke of Brunschweige That I dare name no other man but he Or should I nominate an other Prince Upon the contrary I may be thought A most ingrateful wretch unto my Friend But private cause must yield to publick good Therefore me thinks it were the fittest course To choose the worthiest upon this Bench Bohem. We are all Germans why should we be yoak'd Either by Englishmen or Spaniards Saxo. The Earl of Cornwall by a full consent Was sent for out of England Mentz Though he were Our later thoughts are purer than our first And to conclude I think this end were best Since we have once chosen him Emperour That some great Prince of wisdom and of power Whose countenance may overbear his pride Be joynd in equal Government with Alphonsus Bohem. Your Holiness hath soundly in few words Set down a mean to quiet all these broyls Trier So may we hope for peace if he amend But shall Prince Richard then be joynd with him Pal. Why should your Highness ask that question As if a Prince of so high Kingly Birth Would live in couples with so base a Cur Bohe. Prince Pallatine such words do ill become thee Saxon. He said but right and call'd Dog a Dog Bohe. His Birth is Princely Saxo. His manners villanous And vertuous Richard scorns so base a yoak Bohe. My Lord of Saxon give me leave to tell you Ambition blinds your judgement in this case You hope if by your means Richard be Emperour He in requital of so great advancement Will make the long-desired Marriage up Between the Prince of England and your Sister And to that end Edward the Prince of Wales Hath born his Uncle Company to Germany Saxo. Why King of Bohem i' st unknown to thee How oft the Saxons Sons have marryed Queens And Daughters Kings yea mightiest Emperours If Edward like her beauty and behaviour He 'l make no question of her Princely Birth But let that pass I say as erst I said That vertuous Richard scorns so base a yoak Mentz If Richard scorn some one upon this Bench Whose power may overbear Alphonsus pride Is to be named What think you my Lords Saxon. I think it was a mighty mass of Gold That made your grace of this opinion Mentz My Lord of Saxony you wrong me much And know I highly scorn to take a bribe Pal. I think you scorn indeed to have it known But to the purpose if it must be so Who is the fittest man to joyn with him Collen First with an Oxe to plough will I be yok'd Mentz The fittest is your grace in mine opinion Bohem. I am content to stay these mutinies To take upon me what you do impose Saxon. Why here 's a tempest quickly overblown God give you joy my Lord of half the Empire For me I will not meddle in the matter But warn your Majestie to have a care And vigilant respect unto your person I 'l hie me home to fortifie my Towns Not to offend but to defend my self Pals. Ha' with you Cosin and adieu my Lords I am afraid this suddain knitted Peace Will turn unto a tedious lasting War Only thus much we do request you all Deal honourably with the Earl of Cornwall And so adieu Exeunt Saxon. and Pals Brand. I like not this strange Farewel of the Dukes Bohem. In all elections some are malcontent It doth concern us now with speed to know How the Competitors will like of this And therefore you my Lord Archbishop of Trier Impart this order of arbitrament Unto the Emperour bid him be content To stand content with half or lose the whole My Lord of Mentz go you unto Prince Richard And tell him flatly here 's no Crown nor Empire For English Islanders tell him 't were his best To hie him home to help the King his Brother Against the Earl of Leicester and the Barons Collen My Lord of Mentz sweet words will qualifie When bitter tearms will adde unto his rage 'T is no small hope that hath deceiv'd the Duke Therefore be mild I know an Englishman Being flattered is a Lamb threatned a Lion Tell him his charges what so e're they are Shal be repaid with treble vantages Do this we will expect their resolutions Mentz Brother of Collen I entreat your grace To take this charge upon you in my stead For why I shame to look him in

Empress If you be Cook there is no remedy But you must dress one Mess of meat you self Branden. I am Physician Trier I am Secretary Mentz I am the Jester Edward O excellent is your Holiness the Vice Fortune hath fitted you y'faith my Lord You 'l play the Ambodexter cunningly Mentz Your Highness is to bitter in your Jests Alphon. Come hither Alexander to comfort thee After the death of thy beloved Father Whose life was deer unto his Emperour Thou shalt make one in this solemnity Yet e're thou draw my self will honour thee And as the custom is make thee a man Stand stiff Sir Boy now com'st thou to thy tryal Take this and that and therewithall this Sword He gives Alexander a Box on the ear or two If while thou live thou ever take the like Of me or any man I here pronounce Thou art a schelm otherwise a man Now draw thy lot and Fortune be thy speed Edward Vnckle I pray why did be box the fellow Foul lubber as he is to take such blows Richard Thus do the Princes make their Pages men Edward But that is strange to make a man with blows We say in England that he is a man That like a man dare meet his enemy And in my judgement 't is the sounder tryal Alex. Fortune hath made me Marshall of the tryumphs Alphon. Now what remains Emperess That Fortune draw her lot She opens it and gives it to the Emperess to read Empress Sound trumpets Fortune is your Emperess Alphon. This happens right for Fortune will be Queen Now Emperour you must unmask her face And tell us how you like your Emperess In my opinion England breeds no fairer Bohe. Fair Hedewick the Duke of Saxons daughter Young Prince of England you are bravely match'd Edward Tell me sweet Aunt is that this Saxon Princess Whose beauties fame made Edward cross the Seas Emperess Nephew it is hath fame been prodigal Or over sparing in the Princess praise Edward Fame I accuse thee thou did'st niggardize And faintly sound my loves perfections Great Lady Fortune and fair Emperess Whom chance this day hath thrown into my arms More welcome than the Roman Emperess Edward kisses her Hede. See doch dass ist hier kein gebrauch Mein Got ist dass dir Englisch manier dass dich Edward What meaneth this why chafes my Emperess Alphon. Now by my troth I did expect this jest Prince Edward us'd his Country fashion Edward I am an Englishman why should I not Emp. Fy Nephew Edward here in Germany To kiss a Maid a fault intollerable Edward Why should not German Maids be kist aswell as others Richard Nephew because you did not know the fashion And want the language to excuse your self I 'l be your spokes-man to your Emperess Edward Excuse it thus I like the first so well That tell her she shall chide me twice as much For such an other nay tell her more than so I 'l double kiss on kiss and give her leave To chide and braul and cry ten thousand dass dich And make her weary of her fretting humour E're I be weary of my kissing vein Dass dich a Iungfraw angry for a kiss Empress Nephew she thinks you mock her in her mirth Edward I think the Princes make a scorn of me If any do I 'l prove it with my Sword That English Courtship leaves it from the world Bohem. The pleasant'st accident that I have seen Bran. Me thinks the Prince is chaf'd as well as she Rich. Gnediges frawlin Hede. Dass dich mast ich arme kindt zu schanden gemacht werden Edward Dass dich I have kist as good as you Pray Unckle tell her if she mislike the kiss I 'l take it off agen with such an other Rich. Ey Lirbes frawlin nim es all fur gutti Es i st die Englisch manier Und gebrauche Hede. Ewer gnaden weissts woll es ist mir ein grosse schande Edward Good Aunt teach me so much Dutch to ask her pardon Empress Say so Gnediges frawlin vergebet mirs ich wills nimmermehr thuen Then kiss your hand three times upsy Dutch Edward Ich wills nimmermehr thuen if I understand it right That 's as much to say as I 'l do so no more Empr. True Nephew Edward Nay Aunt pardon me I pray I hope to kiss her many thousand times And shall I go to her like a great Boy and say I 'l do so no more Empress I pray Cosin say as I tell you Edward Gnediges frawlin vergebet mirss ich wills nimmermehr thuen Alphon. For wahr kein schandt Hedew. Gnediger hochgeborner Furst vndt herr Wan ich konte so vil englisch sprechen ich wolt ewer Gnaden Fur wahr ein filtz geben ich hoffe aber ich soll etnmahl So viel lernen dass Die mich verstrhen soll Edward What says she Alphon. O excellent young Prince look to your self She swears she 'l learn some English for your sake To make you understand her when she chides Edward I 'l teach her English she shall teach me Dutch Gnediges frawlin c. Bohem. It is great pitty that the Duke of Saxon Is absent at this joyful accident I see no reason if his Grace were here But that the Marriage might be solemniz'd I think the Prince of Wales were well content Edward I left sweet England to none other end And though the Prince her Father be not here This Royal presence knows his mind in this Emp. Since you do come so roundly to the purpose 'T is time for me to speak the Maid is mine Giv'n freely by her Father unto me And to the end these broyls may have an end I give the Father's interest and mine own Unto my Nephew Edward Prince of Wales Edward A Jewel of incomparable price Your Majesty hath here bestowed on me How shall I ask her if she be content Empr. Say thus i st ewer gnaden woll hiemit zufrieden Edward I st ewer Gnaden woll hiemit zufrieden Hede. Wass ihr durleichtigkeit dass will dass will mein vattter vndt Wass mein vatter will darmit muss ich zufrieden sein Alphon. It is enough she doth confirm the match We will dispatch a Post unto her Father On Sunday shall the Revels and the Wedding Be both solemnized with mutual joy Sound trumpets each one look unto his charge For preparation of the Festivals Exeunt Manent Alphonsus and Alexander Alphon. Come hither Alexander thy Fathers joy If tears and sighs and deep-fetcht deadly groans Could serve t' evert inexorable fate Divine Lorenzo whom in life my heart In death my soul and better part adores Had to thy comfort and his Prince's honour Surviv'd and drawn this day this breath of life Alexan. Dread Caesar prostrate on my bended Knee I thank your Majesty for all favours shewn To my deceased Father and my self I must confess I spend but bootless tears Yet cannot