Pageant featly playd Meane while the Royals and the Peeres they Practise to betray Some in the bloodie Massacre at Paris made away But what offend I Christian Eares with horror of that deede From Sarazens nor Sauages did euer like proceede Let that black Marrage-Feast when were so many Thousands slaine Oâ— Saints at peace with God and men be neuer nam'd againe Let be a Law in euery Land to punish such as speake That ChristiaÌ„s should like Hel-houÌ„ds so with God Nature breake Farre be it that Posterities should heare that Charles the King For such â—oule Murthers bon-fiers bod and caused Bels to ring Yeat tell the Popes Procession and his Iubilee for this For Popes be impudent and bads their blessings neuer mis To haue them Fathers of those Acts no Newes at all it is But more than twise sixe yeares ere this the ciuill Warres begun When on the Lambes of Vassie did the Guizian Butchers run 〈◊〉 when the Edict had giuen Peace vnto the Church reform'd And odious to the Papists seem'd that Peace who therefore storm'd And then the Duke of Guize who earst had figur'd for the Crowne Hence calculating hopes did set his bad Designements downe Alonly quarrelling till then the Princes of the blood Who partly quail'd were yet vnkild and to their tackling stood So with the Papists band 's the Duke himselfe not for Deuotion But aduantagious seem'd that Meane for blood-Drifts Promotion This Faction thus had Heart and Head the Other yet vnborne Till to the Prince of Condie flockt the Hugenotz forlorne And tolde the sauage Butcheries at Vassie newly made By ruthles and seditious Guize on Thousands whilst they prayde Like skathed Sheepe escaped from blood-sucking Dogs they quake Imploring his Protection which he then did vndertake Thus through Necessitie this Part had also Heart and Head Euen after hundreds thousands such good Christians so were dead This knowne to him from euery Part the Persecuted flie So was the Prince of vertuous Troopes possessed by and by CHAP. LVIII NOt Spayne this while that held for France great Signories did sleepe But through the Fingers into It with lusting Eyes did peepe At least by nourishing those Broyles all got She hopes to keepe For It whose Scituation so Spayns scattred Realmes disioynes Her Teeth had watred long and now to weaken France her Loynes Gainst France she France doth streÌ„gtheÌ„ with the Soother of her gold And for that Purchace to the Diuell is fear'd her Soule is sold. Directions also came from Rome that setteth all on fier That by what Right or wrong so ere the Guize should still aspier To send the royall Bloods to Heauen or Hell it skils not how Were Pardons sent for Murthers Buls to clear Alleageance vow That on Damnation none perswade much lesse of Peace allow And not alone gainst France this League was halowed but gainst all That worke the Gospell to erect whereby the Pope might fall Was more than time troe we to goe should not the Church vs call But call did they and come did we and to their labors fall When weare their Townes demolished with Slaughters thear not small This busie Head of that bad League for yet the monstrous Beath Of Sextus Quintus and the Diuell the grand League had not breath This Guize bereft vs Calice and in France our Peeces all Then fell in hand with Scotland thence with vs in hand to fall This in his Neece the Scottish Queene her Claime did all he might To dispossesse Elizabeth our Queene of regall right This on the infant-Person of his naturall King had seazde And prosecuted now in France what Violence him pleasde The Popes sworne Butcher and proud Spayns fore-Runner to prepare Her waies for France England which their Owners cannot spare This with the blood of Innocents made Channels ouer-floe Against this Cham and his Beau-Peeres inuited English goe Els saue that God can all was feard Religion should haue quaild And Spanyards nestling ouer neere had easlier vs assaild For on the Theator of France the Tragedie was ment Of England too Wherefore our Queene her Interruptors sent How Ambrose Earle of VVarwick did in FraÌ„ce high Feates not few How bloodie Claudie Duke of Guize a common Souldier slew How Francis sonne of that Guize did ciuill Broyles renew The persecuting Francis Charles and Henries hence a-dew Which Kings as said to work themselues French Monarchs Atheists playd Or doting ouermuch on Rome their Realme selues betrayd The skarlet Borbone whom the Guize a painted French King made Salcedo fayling Monsiurs Death which did the League conspier The Prince of Orenge murthred through Farnesian Parmas hier Renoumed Condie poysned in his time the Leaguers feare How Pope-sent Saunders gainst our Queene in Ireland Armes did beare For Leaguers then in Pollicie preuented Lettes each-wheare By Armies or Armadas or their scattred Iesuists who Haue had small cause to brag that they with England had to doe The often sworne and for-sworne Peace that hapned in the while Queene-Mother Phillip Pope and Guise the French Kings did begile Queene-Mother for Ambition of imployment King of Spayne To make his Vsurpations sure yea France it selfe to gaine The Pope to keepe his pompe in plight Guise for the regall Ring How all though drifting dâ—ffringly at length to ende did bring The House Valoys of Capets Stocke which Stocke had quite decaide But that it pleaseth God the Crowne in Bâ—rbons House is staide How till the Barricados Feast when Guise vn-vizard was Vnder Religions Cloake the Routes in wasted France did pas And after then both Hugenote and Papist too if frend Vnto Valoys or Burbon sound like Enmitie or end Of Sauoy hoping France his Aydes and â—ll successe in all How Guise and Lorraine in the Pit for Henrâ—e dig'd did fall How Frier Iames Pope-blest and brib'd of Mayâ—e did Henrie kill How vnto Mayne pursewing Broyles it wrought not to his will The Massacres and Stratagems did in these Tumults chance How God in all his Warres did blesse Nauar now King of France And how next God that FraÌ„ce is French our Queene is Author cheef All These thus blanch't we leaue and shall of Belgick be as breefe But be it first remembred how euen for the Parents sinne God plagueth in Posteritie as came to passe I winne In second Henries of the Church reform'd a bloudie Foe Though otherwise a worthie Prince nor tache we him but so And Katherine de Medâ—â—â—s whose Athisme wrought much woe These had sowre Sonnes not one of which did die a naturall death All 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Males none extant on the Earth No maruell euen to Dauids Seede for Dauid sinne hap't such And though the holy Writ containes that Storie yeat to tuch This Purpose let vs heare it here Example vrgeth much CHAP. LIX OF holy Dauid and his House the Man approu'd to be By Gods owne Mouth to Gods owne heart the â—y Troubles see His Soule was euer godly firme though fraile in flesh as Man For who
Vpstarts and all Were ouercome So Spencers both from heauen to hell did fal Put to a fowle and shamefull death with others that misled The King in Out-rages more great than earst in England bred Prolers Blood-thirstie Parasites Make-shifts Bawdes did thriue Nor was an ancient English Peere vnbanisht or aliue For forraine and domesticke Swords Plague Famine and Exile Did more than tythe yea tythe the Tythe of men within this I le Of Baldricks Hoodes Tabrides and Furres from Knights disgraded tore Attaintures of Nobilitie and Armes reuersed store So many Spurres hewen off the heeles and Swords broke ouer head Were through a King so light and lewd a Councell neuer read The King in prison and depos'd tyrannised he dide By Trecheries of Mortimer that ruld the Roste that tide Whilst Edward in Minoritie his Fathers throne supplide CHAP. XXVIII THIS third of that same Name as yet in Nonage for a time Although a King was vnder-kept by some that ouer-clime Queene mother proude Mortimer familiar more than should Did and vndid more than they might not lesse than as they would Till Edward better counselled hong Mortimer the death Of many a Peere who Earle of March and haughtie for his birth Was Lord of nine skore dubbed Knights his other traynes except For greater pompe than did his Prince this Lord of VVigmore kept But more he had bene happie though lesse hautie in his Halls More honour in humilitie than safetie in walls Proud Climers proue not monuments saue onely in their falls The senselesse pride of Fooles therefore whome reuerently we ride Should lessen at the least because that earth their earth shall hide The Countrie purg'd of Fleecers and of Flatterers the Court The King became a Mars for Armes a Iupiter for Port Th Olympâ—ds the Pythea and the prowesse of the Earth Did seeme euen now and not but now to haue in him their birth East South and North gaue ayme farrc off admiring so the West As if that Mars discarding them had set our Realme his Rest. Philip Valois Dauid Bruz of power and courage more Than any French or Scottish Kings since or of long before Confedrate with three other Kings and Princes farre and neere Warre all at once on Edward but did buy their warring deere Dauid debelled left his land but lastly did returne And whilst our King did war in France much did he spoyle burne And proud of mightie Troopes of men of vnresisted prayes And Edwards absence prosperously he on aduantage playes Vntill not sending hence for helpe the Queene did muster Knights And with the Foe though tripled-wise victoriously she fights The Scots for most did perish and their King was Prisner taine And Scotland wholly for a pray to England did remaine Meane while was Paris scarcely left to rescue Philips Goale Whom Edward ferrits so from hold to hold as Fox from hoale That Melancholie he deceast and valiant Iohn his sonne Was crowned King of France and then the wars afresh begonne But after many fieldes vnto the Foes continuall wracke The French King captiuated to the English Monarke backe His Victor sayles the Prince of VVales Edward surnamed blacke The flower of Chiualrie the feare of France and scourge of Spaine Wheare Peter dispossest of Crowne was crownde by him againe Fower yeeres the French eleuen yeres was the Scotch K. prisners heere Whose the Dolphines ransomes were as great as good their cheere PRince Edw. Iohn of Gaunt all their Fathers sonnes might boaste Of famous Sier and he of sonnes matchlesse in any Coaste Howbeit King and Prince at last misled by counsell ill Through Taxes lost a many hearts that bore them earst good will Thence finding Fortune contrary to that she was before Yeat either dying seaz'd of French and Scottish Conquests store Yea Callice late and Barwick yet of their Exployts is lest Though Sonne before the Sier and both of liues long since bereft When Barwick was besieged and stood brauely at defence Sir Alexander Seiton theare chiefe Captaine had pretence To linger forth the Siege till Scots should draw the English thence In rescue of Northumberland and therefore sent his sonne A Pledge of treated Truce and when the guile-got Truce was done And Barwick not releeued nor resigned as it ought Two sonnes of Seiton were before the walls besieged brought They ready for the Iybbet and their Father for his Graue For eyther he must yeeld the Towne or them he might not saue In griefe he then his Countries cause and Childrens case reuolues But partiall vnto either he on neither Choyce resolues To be a loyall Subiect and a louing Father too Behooued him but both to bee was not in him to doo Nature and honour wrought at once but Nature ouer-wrought And but his Ladie it preuents to yeeld the Towne he thought O what pretend you Sir quoth she is Barwick woorth no more Than error of such loue I ioy that I such Children bore Whom cruell Edward honoureth with such a cause of death For that especiall cause for which we all receaue our breath Euen for their Countries cause they dye whose liues for it be dewe Why see their faces constantly she did their faces viewe The same my Seiton seeme so farre from dreading any woe As if they skornde that Barwicke should redeeme them from the Foe Full deere they were to me vnborne at birth and borne and now And Mother like I moane their death and yet their death allow Moe Sonnes and such you may beget your honour if you staine Defected honour neuer more is to be got againe Preuent not then your selfe your Sonnes and me so great a blis Adiew dye sweet Sonnes your soules in heauen shall liue for this With such perswasions did she win her husband from the walls And Edward executes their Sonnes and to assault he falls So long that Barwicke yeelds at length and still vs master calls THese were the dayes when English armes had eu'rie where request And Edw. knights throughout the world had prick praise for best Not Knights alone but Prelates too Queenes whereof were twain The quondam in esse Queenes by Armour honour gain By Warre the Queene that was did cease her husbands tragicke Rayn And by the Queene then being was the Scotch King Prisnet tayne It followes then that as the Pawnce doth circkle with the Sonne So to the vice or vertue of the Prince are people wonne O that our Muse might euermore on such a Subiect ronne But Vulcan forgeth other Tooles and sharpneth deadlier swords For little els then ciuill warres our following Penne affords French Expeditions badly thriue whereof we cease to speake Not forraine but Domestick warres grew strong to make vs weake Melpomen here might racke her wits Sylla Marius hate Pharsalian Fields were gentle Frayes regarding this debate The second Richard sonne vnto the blacke Prince Edward dead Was crownde an Infant and from him the Stratagem was bread The bace attempts of Ball
of the Moone Endymions lippes I wot But for I will disperse the mistes of further Mysteries And toogh the Pinuesse of my thoughts to kenning of your Eyes If Geâ—try Madame might conuay so great a good to me From auncient King Cadwallader I haue my pettigree If wealth be sayd my want I say your Grace doth want no wealth And my suppliment shall be loue imployed to your health It hath beene when as heartie Loue did treate and tie the knot Though now if gold but lacke in graines the wedding fadgeth not The goodly Queene in bashfull signes blusht out a dumbe Replie Which he did constur as she meant and kist her reuerently Tuder quoth she I greater am than would I were for thee But can as little maister Loue as Lessers in degree My Father was a King a King my Husband was my Brother He is a King a King my Sonne and I thy Soueraignes mother Yeat Fathers Husbands Brothers Sonnes all their Stiles together Are lesser valewed than to liue beloued of my Tuder Should England France and thou thy selfe gainesay thy selfe for mine Thy selfe France England nor what els ' should barre me to be thine Yea let them take me wilfull or mistake me wanton so My selfe in loue do please my selfe let all the world say no Let Pesants matte their marriages and thriue at peraduenture I loue for loue no gentle heart should fancy by Indenture But tell me Owen am I not more forward then behooues I am sweet-Heart but blame me not the same that speaketh loues And long may liue quoth he to loue nor longer liue may I Than while I loue your Grace and when I leaue disgraced die But Ladie if I doe deserue I then desire dispatch For manie are the iealous Eies that on your beautie watch Good hap is like to hit me well to hit so well is rare And rarenesse doth commence my sute let sute conclude my care Should Caesar kisse he kissed her it were but such a kisse And he and I here or elsewhere in other sport or this Doe act alike no bettring but as your belouing is You may experience when you please what difference in the men And if King Henry pleased more blame Owen Tuder then But am I not yes Sweete I am more sawsie than behooues Yeat for my heart forgiue my tongue This speaketh and That loues How he imprison'd did escape and else what else-wheare reede The Queene and this braue Gentleman did marry and their Seede Began that royall Race that did doth and may still succeede In happie Empire of our Throne a famous line in deede Once when this Match was at a point they merrily disposed Did descant what from vulgar tongues thereof would be supposed They will beleeue me amorous or thee so wiued as Vulcan the Smith of Lemnos that to Venus married was The Queene did say And Tuder said I hope of hansell better In Venus and in Vulcans names more lieth than the letter For he was as I would not be She as you should be neuer Either so apt to giue and take as pittie them to seuer I pray thee Owen quoth the queene how met they canst thou tell I can he said and more then so then marke the processe well When Vulcan was a Batcheler and Venus was vnwed Thus wowde he her thus wonne he her thus wowde won he sped CHAP. XXX VEnus the fairest Goddesse and as amorous as faire Belou'd of Mars and louing Mars made oftentimes repaire To Vulcans forge as to see wrought for Iupiter his Fire And thunders Mars his Armors and the Sunwaines curious tire When they indeede of merriments in Loue did theare conspire And lastly did conlude the Smith a Stale vnto their sport Wherein did Venus play her part preuayling in this sort Vulcan quoth she no God there is I thinke but needeth thee For Thunders Ioue Ceres for Sieths for Armors Mars I see Bacchus for prewning Kniues and Pan for Sheep-hookes Phoebus hee For Cart-tiers Dis for shakling chaines Neptune for Ankers and No God but lackes thee sauing I that aske not at thy hand My Swans do draw in silken Geeres my wheeles be shod with downe No hardines is in beauties Coach But thou by birth no Clowne But Ioue his Son a God as wee art made a drudge too much When if that Venus might be heard thou shouldest not be such How apt are all in those same toyles that tende to their behoofe To let thee beare till backe doth breake but common is the proofe That cunning is not cunning if it standeth not aloofe By this had Vulcan hammered his heate and bad to stay The Bellowes and he lymping from the Anfeeld thus did say My busines Venus is ydoe now may I tend to play What woudst thou for I member scarce thy arging by my fay Wodst that I leaue the forge and thrt I god it with the Gods If so thou meanst thy meaning and my meaning be at ods Sweeter my Bellowes blowing and my hammers beating is To me then trimmest fidling on the trickest kit ywis Aske whatso-else I haue to giue thous maunde it for a kis As if quoth she my kisses were so currant vnto all No not at all to Vulcan if his kindnesse be so small I aske thy proper ease then earne thy proper ease and aske More than a kisse at least wise doe thy selfe from Mars vntaske He is my Foe frend thou not him nor forge him Armes but let Him luske at home vnhonored no good by him we get What lets but that we may become superlatiues Of vs All stand in neede we neede not them Then gaue shee him a â—us And saist me so quoth Vulcan and vnto the trough he hies And skowres his coly fists and face and with his apron dries Them badly mended and vnto the Queene of Dalliance sayes That Mars should lusk at home for him Then guilefull Venus playes Her part so well that on her lappe his head the Dotardlayes And whilst vpon her pressed Thies no Hauen for such Hulke He â—olls and loades her with the weight of his vnwealdy bulke And whilst she coyes his sooty Cheekes or curles his sweaty top The Groshead now and then as hapt a thred-bare terme le ts drop Then laughes he like a horse as who would say trow said I well But soone his wits were Non plus for his wooing could but spell This fitted her for so before twixt Mars and her was ment Though not that she so cunningly should Mars of Armes preueÌ„t But him to stawle in store not els employde was her intent Her Lubber now was snorting ripe and she meane while was glad That for to serue her turne else-wheare so good a Staile she had What passe I thinketh Venus on his forme or fashions rude For letting forme and fashion passe one fashion is pursude In getting Children at the least who so the Child shall git It shall suffice that Vulcan is the same shall father it Now Mars in
to the fatall Blocke she praying on her booke Wence hauing made a godly end he was return'd whilst Shee Prepard for like and of her Lord the senceles Tronke did see A sight more deathful than her death that should consort him straite And for the which her feareles eies did euery moment waite She vnabashed mounting now the Skaffold theare attends The fatall Stroke-and vnto God her better parte commends And as she liu'd a vertuous life so vertuously she ends CHAP. XLI OMitting Knights three Dukes three Lords also a Queene elect Then perisht thus and somewhat some of Edwards death suspect All which fell out a Stratagem in God his secre Dome That should induce a Tragedie to England meant by Rome For when these mighty Protestants through Ones Ambition fell Queene Mary seem'd to shut vp Heauen and set wide open Hell Whence swarmed papish Tyrants that false doctrine did erect Whilst that seduced Mary did Gods threatned cause neglect Blamelesse she was not for a Crowne that could her Foes ore-goe Nor all too blame for mightie States do and haue erred so To Whome the Scriptures weare obscur'd by Christs Italian Foe Her courage was not common yeat abused ouer much By Papists cheefly She her selfe too naturally such Heere hence she is reprooued of a moste tyrannous Raigne And of a thriftles Mariage with the trustles King of Spaine But when rich Brabants supreame Faire the Bakers daughter staide The King in dalliance and the Queene had newes that false he plaide T is thought his tarriance greeu'd told that one should counsel this Haue patience Madam so it was and wil be as it is Fourth Edward did the like yeat lou'd his Queene no whit the lesse Nor did the like vnpatient her that knew him to transgresse As guiltie of a Leash of Loues Shores wife and other twaine She knew as Streams if stopt surrownd so Kings wil shew they raign As did our second Henry whome his Queene oft crost in vain◠Which and one other Story if it please you that I tell I shall Yea doc quoth she Then thus quoth he it once befell NOt knowen of Rosamund his eie had stoed her in his heart Faire Maide quoth he beleeue me faire and all so faire thou art That weare I Henry Englāds King thou shouldst be Englāds Queene But so must fayle for Elenour already is betweene He bod me buy thy loue if so it might be bought with Golde If not he bod me sweare he loues in fayth he loues be bolde He bod me aske if so he came what should his welcome be And if perhaps he lated weare if he should lodge with thee Protesting secreasie thereof to all vnlesse to me With promise to performe at full each promise as I make it I promise Loue Wealth Secresie then promise thou to take it Content you Sir quoth Ro amund you aime your markes amis I am not for his Highnes nor for me his Highnes is And should he know I shame he should of this your Brokage bace He would acquaint you what it weare your Soueraigne to disgrace Whoso you be be still the same or better if you may Think not Lord Cliffords daughter will vn-maiden her for pay But know if Henryes selfe were heere himselfe should haue a nay Then know quoth he which being knowen well maist thou know I loue thee I am the King and for I am the rather let it moue thee In sooth sweet Wench thou saiest nay thou knowest not whereto For weare my wish at work lesse good wy wish than work would do What fearst thou shame no shame to be beloued of a King Or dread'st thou sinne The Pope for pay absolueth euery thing Or doubt'st thou iealous Elenour I will remoue that doubt At Woodstock shall she finde thy bower but neuer finde thee out Theare shalt thou passe a pleasant life commanding me and mine Then loue beloued Rosamund a King subiects him thine He kist She blusht and long it was ere loue from her he wroung For whilst vp played in her heart it paused on her toung Not Sibils Caue at Cuma nor the Labyrinth in Creat Was like the Bower of Rosamund for intricate and great The Pellicane theare neasts his Bird and sporteth oft with her Conducted by a Clew of thread els could he not but err Besides her Maydes a Knight of trust attended on her theare Who suffred for her Beautie long concealing it for feare At length at full and formally he courted her for grace But all in vaine nought booted him to haue both time and place Henry quoth she begonne and he shall end my thoughts vnchast Nor peach't she him nor he dismist did hold himselfe disgrac'st The Kings three Sonnes had notice of their Fathers Leiman now So had the Queene and the yof such coriuing disallowe Came I from France Queene Dowager quoth she to pay so deere For bringing him so great a wealth as to be Cuckquean'd heere Am I so old a woman he so young a wanton growen As that I may not please that pleas'd and still might with his owen What is the Drab or tempting Diuell or wherefore doteth he The French King once himselfe euen now for faire preferred me And hath he toyled vp his Game and settels he to loue her Nor Heauen nor hell shall crosse my course but that I will remoue her Like Phrogne seeking Philomel she seeketh for and found The Bower that lodg'd her Husbands Loue built partly vnder ground She entred but so intricate weare Turnings to and fro That welneere she had lost her selfe but could not finde her Foe Yeat out she got and backe she goes with her Attendants who Admire their furious Mistresse and mislike what she would doe With her Confedrates oft she went preuented of her will Howbeit lastly did preuaile For hap did hit so ill That whilst the Knight did issue out suspecting no assaut He was assailed from his giding Clewe they caught So wonne they vnto Rosamund Whom when the Queene did vew Most brauely clad in rich Attire her selfe more rich of hew The beautie and the brauenes of the Person and the place Amazed her and hers who stoode at gaze a certaine space No maruell quoth the Queene that oft the Court did mis the King Soone such an Hebe hither such a Iupiter might bring Now trust me weare she not a Whoore or anies Whoore but his She should be pardon'd But in faith I must not pardon this A Queane coriuall with a Queene Nay kept at Racke Manger A Husband to his honest bed through her become a Stranger Abide who list abye she shall how so I buy the daunger Faire Rosamund surprised thus eare thus she did suspect Fell on her humble Knees and did her fearefull hands erect She blush't out beauty whilst the tears did wash her pleasing face And begged Pardon meriting no lesse of common grace So farforth as it lay in me I did quoth she withstand But what may not so great a
her Homager may England Scotland call Which ouer-passe not now possest in this Accompt we shall Of either Land the Marches and much more for most now Ours The warlike Picts possessing Here built Castles Towns Towers 〈…〉 tes Scots and Romaines then our Lords oft daunting with their Powers Tâ—â—â—â—stly ciuil Strife Scots disskingdom'd theÌ„ froÌ„ Hence Whom Orkney Ilands as is sayd haue harbour'd euer sence The Brâ—â—aines by these Picts of long opprest with thraldome sore To be deliu'red of such Foes did Saxon Aides implore So playing as did Aesops Horse that angrie with the Hart To be reueng'd did craue in ayde of Man to take his part Till when the Horse was neuer back't nor bitted Either now He hauing suffered would haue helpt but then he knew not how The Brataines hauing called so the Saxons to their aide Could not be rid of them to whom they had themselues betraide But by the same were they at length debelled into VVailes Each of whose Kings of long time Three in Englands Monarch failes The Saxons getting Brutaine thus which they did England name At once of them in seuerall Parts Seauen Kings did rule the same All which by VVesterne Adelstane in Monarchie was got Which since saue Iron-sids the Danes once DeuideÌ„t chang'd not Fiue Irish KingdoÌ„s likewise add now drown'd in Englands Crowne The Seauenteenth was the Isle of Man in Ours now also downe Our Mandeuil here cited of Earle Mandeuil exact In Stephens Raigne so famous Man in Scots Possession sack't And with the Spoyle of al that Isle thence and his Brother pack't Consent of times Names and Records affirme may seeme no lesse But Monteacute Count Salsburie it wonne and did possesse Of Percies after Stanlies next and still gesse I holds Man From honorable long Descents and from they first began All loyall hospitalious lou'd still powre-full and I pray That in that Noble house those Termes may neuer-more decay This Man was diuers hundred yeares a Kingdome and not small Rul'd Hebrides the Orcades to Thul the Islands all And chances there and Changes worth the note did oft befall As how the naturall Incolants the Iselanders subdew Them Norses â—rish them them Scots and English them in few Beauchamp the Earle of VVarwick first and last and but a while Was King of VVight Sixt Henries Gift that Honor and that I le VVhich added Eighteene Kingdoms al possest ieke Englands Stile These now thus couched all in One saue Parcell Scots withhold Of Penthland and some barren Isles subdu'd to Man of old Since hath one Monarch ruled vs hath rendered secure VVhereas Pluralitie of Kings did euer Losse procure Twise ioyn'd our Ilanders in one when twise did Caesar faile Disioyning He Picts Saxons Danes and Normaines did preuaile The Spanyard in Conceit deuoures our Countrie in no hope But of Disiunctiues who thinks he lesse loue their Prince than Pope Let France admonish England turn'd Religion turnes not Spayne From thirsting France Neutralitie brought late-lost Calice Baine And Spanish't-French liue Peasants-like that French did Princes raign Our Elders illy did they well for so should not be done Much lesse to causeles Armes against their Prince ought Subiects ron So badly brook't this Spanyards fam'd Espousall with their Queene That euen at VVestminsters Law-Barres were harnest Pleaders seene Fear'd with the trooped Bands y t wold that Banes with swords forbid Of which were pittied those that dide the Rest winkt-at and hid Their meaning had it Praise had not the Manner bin in fault The Manner now doth hold may none in selfe-same Meaning hault But arm'd be euery hand and heart hence Englishly to beate Spayn that our Bodies wold inthral Rome that our Soules doth threat Yeat which hath blinded bridled and beguil'd them many a day Their Inquisition wish I from the Spanyards rid away What good remaines to wish the Pope this that had none bin borne From him to steale his ill-got Coyne from vs to ship our Corne. The best things brought from Rome to vs conuert troe I to ill But new Rome left of old Rome now abreuiat we will CHAP. LXXIV WHen Stafford and his double Charge to Italie were come In health and rich for hence brought they in Coine no little Some With Iewels of rare estimate and else-what of great worth For Mandeuil they seeke and him at last did listen forth That in Constantinople yet he was a Marchant saide And thither Staffords Letter was to him with speed conuaide Purporting only that himselfe at Rome his comming staide Meane while in Rome the Mistris once of all the world they view Such wonders couch't in Ruins as vnseene might seeme vntrew Once was it compast as is read with fiftie miles of wall Now some to twentie some to lesse in that accompt doe fall It hauing Towers so many as the yeare hath dayes in all From fortie miles was water brought in Pipes oâ— Arches thether Were vaulted walkes through euery Streete gainst Sunne and rainy weather The sumptious Bathes with Pallaces thereto of rare delight The roomesome Ponds where very Ships some Festiuals did fight The Trophie Arches where to life Triumphants were purtraide The Statures huge of Porphyrie and costlier matters made The Theaters Pyramides the Hill of halfe a mile Raisde but of tribute Pot-sheards so to boast their Power long while The Obelisks of one whole Stone neere fortie yards or more Huge Pillers caru'd in Masonrie with Prowse of Knights before The stately Bridges sometimes Eight now fewer Tyber crosse The Thirtie goodly Gates of which is now of number losse The huge Colosses Conduites and else-what that shew'd a State Beyond beleefe of ruin'd Rome in part repair'd of late They wonder at how the world could yeeld such Pomp debate Though some the seauen inclosed Hils did ancient Rome containe Lye waste or Vine-yards more doth yeat of Maiestie remaine Euen in the Rubble of the old than in the now renew'd Though Rome retaines a Statelines nor fairer Pyles are view'd The round Pantheon once the House of all the Heathen Gods Stands yet a Temple but lesse deckt for rich by too much ods On Auentine the down-fals are of Temples store to see On Tarpie of the Capitol were wont their Guild to bee On Palantine of Pallaces on Caelius signes of Playes Quirinall Exquell Viminall of Bathes shew braue decayes These Hils with Vatican and old Ianiculum ore-past Shew we how Rome did rule was rul'd and ruin'd at the last FRom Ianus called Noe of some â—aphet of some Noes Sonne And Iaphets sonne of others Rule in Tuscan first begonne Raign'd in sixe hundreth twentie yeares of Latines Twentie one Son of the Eight of which was Brute first Soueraign of our Throne The last of these Numitor was whome Romulus did kill And building Rome slew Remus there to lord-it at his will * This Citie then Receptacle for all how vile skils not Of Italie by one and one the Sixteene State-Lands got Tarquinius raign'd the Seauenth in Rome
faith not one of them was so for by this drinke I sweare Requarrelling the Cup whose Lippes and it vnparted weare When th' other Beldamme great with chat for talkatiue be Cups The formers Prate not worth the while thus fondly interrups WHen I quoth she the Countrie left to be a London Las I was not fayrer than my selfe beleeued faire I was Good God how formall prankt and peart became I in a trice As if vnto the Place it weare a Nature to be Nice Scarce entred I the Teenes but that to Wed my will was hot Ye that be married and intend to marrie well I wot The Priest no sooner sayde but I vpon my typ-toes stand As if that Lesson had concerned my selfe euen out of hand The same proportion with my heart my groeth nor age did hold Dayes seeming yeares when I Vn-wead was sixteene winters olde And growing was the greene Disease which men in Maides doe cure When came a Louer I for-sooth becomming full demure For earst I had obseru'd this Arte Delay giues men Desier Yeat lothe to hurt my haste and least the Hansell should retyer I was not ouer coye nor he to warme him at my Fier I 'le blab for why for it and more that I in youth did doe Long since I passed ghostly shriftes pennance and pardons too Such match we made that Maide nor Wife nor Widowe left he me But with my Maiden-head he crost the Seas and farewell he For from my fault could not as chan'st the Somner prole a fee My belly did not blab so I was still a Mayde and free It comfort should in losse to thinke we had not once to lose And what we haue as euer to be hild should none suppose But not in me this sentence hild more eagerly than earst I on the brydell byte as loath to fast that late did feaste Swift gallops tier both man and horse soone-hot is soone-cold loue No Man I meane Loue-hot as mine loues as the Turtell Doue And in good soothe a Sott is she that cog'd-with cannot cogge As readily my Loue did gad as did my Louer iogge Tush in those times weare no such toyes as Gagate stones to trie By toysting them in Potions if a Maide had trode awrie But this was rather currant yea each holy Fathers lore That therefore Nature sweetneth Loue that it the world might store Which made me thinke it then a sinne so tender hearted I Beloued not to Loue againe indangring men to die For so they swore they would nor then beleeu'd I men would lye Whom now I know Camelions whil'st to pray on vs they plye Yeat better times were those than these for our auayle for why Euen for good-fellowship at least then wert they roundly to it Now eare they loue if euer loue sententiously they doc it Who loues not for the Person but the Portion loues no whit But he that loues for onely Loue doth reason quite forgit Say men and article the Match lesse by trew Loue than Wit Vngratefull Men what would yee more than Loue for Loue than we Be close neate bountious bucksome and our bodies Masters yee Too curious pettish ielous too imperious too vnstable Are Men say WomeÌ„ but to beat such Fooles with their own bable As when that I was yong our Sex is now troe I as able Old doting Foole one foote in graue what prattell I of youth Contrition not Shrift-pennance cure if preach our Vicar truth Heere after little pause they prate confusedly I wot Whose talke had often ended had the Period been the Pot. They tould how forward Maidens weare how proude if in request How brybed praysed promisd fayre men baddest out the best They talked of a Widowes teares her haste againe to weade He gone forgot his Orphant wrong'd she spoyld an Vnthrift speade They pratteld too of London Youthes how late their headie gaer Might haue inuited to a Sacke wheare they prepos'd no shaer They talk't of times when Beastes could speake of Foxes and of Apes Much needles prattel what through Drinke and Dotage them escapes Yeat Ecchos and Narcissus Voyce and Shadowe now as then Working against humilitie of wantes the worst in men Caus'd them as thus to vse their prate and me of this my penne And to these glorious Follies too those Furies say Amen CHAP. XLVIII THE Monarch of that Continent that doth in one contayne Fiue auncient Scepters for he would the world weare wholy Spayne As Castile Aragon Nauarr Granado Portugaile Be newly nam'd yea India wheare Castillian Powres preuaile These States in Affricke Lumbardie Peru Assores and Both Cicells Austra Barbarie Naples with Netherland And many other Prouinces by such ambition gott As giueth his Impressa life to verefie the Mot Him not sufficing for it saith the VVorld sufficeth not Euen he I say affecting Raygne in England Almaine Fraunce And all Europa lately did an holy League aduaunce The Pope Him-selfe Sauoy and Guise therein Confedrates cheefe â—ome wroght by Bulls Sauoy by Sword Spayne yeilded Guise releefe Guise did religious Treason act but all did fayle in briefe Geneua is vnsacked Fraunce yeilds Rome small profit Spayne By coste hath loste England through God tryumphant doth remayne Nauar hath meanes to haue Nauar and when shall God so please The rightfull heire of Pertagale his Empyre shall re-seaze Ye Christian Princes pittie him in punishing his Fo That now afflicteth him and would on you tyrannize so If one selfe-same Religion if Religion Romistes haue If Natures Line or Natiue Lawes the Pope that so did craue If to haue had possest the Crowne with Portagales applause Might haue preuailed these and more had helpt Antonius cause But brybed Traytors fraude and force have made the Spaniard such That Castile from a Cronet leapt thinksmany Crownes not much The great Nauarrois Sampson stauld the first Castilian King But badly Castile quits his loue whence did that honor spring And from his Line by trecherie the Diademe doth wring So by what right or wrong so-eate Spayne cloureth Crownes together And aimeth euen from Portugale as is supposed hether Not wanting English willing to be hopled in that Teither But Traytors Fooles Fugitiues Whom prouendor doth pricke Ensew your proper sorow leane vpon that rotten sticke Your kindnes shall not mis at least this kindly Spanish Tricke WHen Spaniards and their Partizens eare-while should vs inuaide In plotting of that Stratageme in Councell much was said Some of our Queene to be destroyde of murthering vs some spake Some this some that but all of all an altred World to make Least English Papistes then shut vp in Elie and els-wheare Meane time by vs might lose their liues some One by chaÌ„ce did feare Which scruple was remoued soone by one that well did know Not for religion but a Realme did Spayne that cost bestow Our drift quoth he a Conquest is the Profit meant to Spaine Not that the English Papists should be Sharers of the gaine So hope they but so helpe me God
obedient Eares and Eyes The rather for knowne Humorists Sots noted Mal-Contents Here innouate and each one to a diuers Sect conuents Too much irreu'rent in and to the Church and Sacraments But leauing these retier we to ill-drifting Rome and Spayne WhoÌ„ doth our Queene next vnder God froÌ„ Europs Spoyle detayne THE TENTH BOOKE OF ALBIONS ENGLAND CHAP. LIV. IN Scotland France Netherland whilst Phillip and the Pope Did Swordes and ciuill Tumults broach of prizing them in hope Her Highnes through the highest Power inabled was to ayde Those Countries to defend her owne and Phillips to inuayde Of Scotland first and then of France and Belgike shall be saide When first of otheâ— things shall be this short Remembrance made It is a saying auncient not autenticall I win That who-so England will subdew with Ireland must begin Imagine Stukelies onely name includeth all that 's ill He forging worth and to our State Maleuolent in will Of bounteous Pensions was therefore possest in Spayne long while Vntill for it a Nature was in Stukelie to begile The King whom he had cozen'd long him purpos'd to exile Then for the Pope the Fugitiue a welcome Agent was For nothing ill might worke vs ill hath Spayne and Rome let pas Of him he had an Armie that for Irelands Conquest sayles When through a fight in Barharte that Expedition fayles But how had guiltles England then deseru'd such hostile Spight Her Rebell why relieued they why arm'd they him to fight Why did why doe I aske that know the Spanyard so ambitious The Remaine Prelate pompious and which more is auaticious Why did I say Pope Pius Bull and Gregories Calfe disqueate Our Sou'raigne and her Subiects that did neuer them mis-treate Vnles for Princes to giue Lawes to theirs be to offend Proud Spayne and Rome if so as so let God the Quarrell ende What else had England done wheÌ„ they did foster there with more Our Traytor Moereton sent from them to stirre an here-Vprote Which cost the North two northerne Earles and their Consorts full sore He whispring how that Bull had made Anathema our Queene Deptiu'd her all Authoritie discharg'd her Subiects cleene Blest all her Foes curst all her Friends left England Anies praye And all for damned that did ayde or her in ought obaye So arrogant malitious and mischieuous is that Bull That Belzebub the Prince of hell appeares in it at full Why sent they it by Felton to be bishoped at Paules Why fe'ed they Fitz-Morrice that in Ireland marshal'd Brawles Saunders that false seditious Priest that fortified theare Why march't hee with their Ensignes Why did they those charges beare They shooke our Hiue forst vs forth to sting theÌ„ when they fee'd False Desmond and the Rebell now that as the rest shall speede For God against all Traytors hath assured wrath decreede These Sturres and more in Ireland and a many Treasons heere Haue they abetted to the King of Catholikes full deere More than his paper Pellets too the Pope hath been at cost His Alchumie a dram to win a pound of Gold hath lost Was it for loue they did erect Receptacles for Ours Or so by schooled Treacheries to adde vnto their Powrs Their Iesuists our Iudasses act so remote from Loue As Faiths Relaps Rebellion and to Rege-cide they moue Story insatiate of the blood of Martyrs and a many Blood thirstie Priests bloodier than whom nor hath nor might be any Tutting their Naturall Princes death and Ruine of our State Doe they and then did nourish when twixt vs seem'd no debate That Spanish-Iewish Atheist and Lop-heauie-headed Leach Vnworthy a Physitions name fowle Lopas we impeach And Parret that aspyring Knight hence bryb'd for duties breach Hence haue been poysned of our Peeres whom Bribes could not ore-reach But what are these and more than these to it the Guizian Scot Fatall to Seas of blood and to her owne by earned lot Did with our Foes against our State and Soueraignes life complot Wherein King Phillip and the Pope especially weare hot Here but in Reuerence of her Sonne an happie Prince in all Religion Peace his Subiects Loue of Emperie not small Precelling his Progenitors a Iusticer vpright Yea ouer-long it weare we should Particulars resight How Nature Wit and Virtue decke his body words and minde Or if his Fames Deminatiue in any thing we finde It is but part of Maiestie through Puratizme declynde Yea if for him whom and deseru'd we haue so firme a frend It might I say be spoke not thus of Marie should we end Her Fauoures vnto Dauid Rize offensine to the King His Highnes Father but for him in Storie would we bring With hers and Bothuels double wrong to Eithers married Bead How they wrought Paricidie how the treacherous Couple wead How odious to their Owne with hard escape of liues they flead How since our Prisnor blood she sought much through her was head Yea all that BuchanaÌ„ doth wright should largely here be read Yeat not her Infancie should be vpbraided with the blood Of many thousand slaughtred Soules when periur'd Scots withstoode Her Marriage with Prince Edward which Eight Henrie swore theÌ„ to When they esteem'd vs Hereticks so Papists Oathes vn-doe But for th' aforesaid Reuerence touch we but Hers and Her That indirectly heer did her abortiue Clame prefer CHAP. LV. KIng Iames the fourth that fayld his faith and lost for it his life Had Iames the Fift by Margaret our Daughter and his Wife Fift Iames through Melancholy ends for Ours gainst him good chance And left this Marie whom the Scots an Infant wead to France Thus from Seuenth Henries Daughter she her Title did aduance But howsoere by blood or by our Lawes she here could clame T' is sure too soone and treacherously she did preferre the same And first and last vnto our Queene her selfe a Foe did frame Our Marie was no sooner dead but that her Gâ—izards arme And into Scotland Locusts-like in her Pretext did swarme Whilst she in France did vndertake our royall Armes and Stile Behoou'd therfore our Queene to stand vpon her Guard meane while Lord VVilliam Graie our English Mars not Martiall more than wise Did with an Armie hence pack theÌ„ce our daÌ„gerous Neighbour Guise Nor died few of Either part whilst Marie thus would rise Since when the League did oft her Right with wrong too much surmise Of CoÌ„quests Spayne of CoÌ„uerts Rome our Queene doth cheefly baâ—r Gainst her therefore they chiefely wrought Conspiracies and Warre And not for Maeries Title or her any virtuous Giftes Thinke that they her inleagued but from her to plot their Driftes Her selfe meane while false-Paradi'zd besybbing Aesops Croe Vain-glorious through the Foxes gloze did ende her song in woe Sufficeth what is said before to shew wherefore she flead Here was she taken whom if Scots had taken had been dead Put vnder Guarde and so was meete should one that quarreld Ours And not her selfe alone but had Abbettors forren Powrs Yeat