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A04520	The first and second part of the troublesome raigne of Iohn King of England With the discouerie of King Richard Cordelions base sonne (vulgarly named, the bastard Fawconbridge:) Also, the death of King Iohn at Swinstead Abbey. As they were (sundry times) lately acted by the Queenes Maiesties Players. Written by W. Sh.; Troublesome raigne of John, King of England.	Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616, attributed name.; Marlowe, Christopher, 1564-1593, attributed name.	1611 (1611)	STC 14646; ESTC S106395	50,051	91

forces gainst these cittizens Pulling their battred wals about their eares The Towne once wonne then striue about the claime For they are minded to delude you both Citti. Kings Princes Lords Knights assembled here The Cittizens of Angiers all by me Entreate your Maiestie to heare them speake And as you like the motion they shall make So to account and follow their aduice Iohn Phil. Speake on we giue thee leaue Cittiz. Then thus whereas the young and lusty knight Incites you on to knit your kingly strengths The motion cannot chuse but please the good And such as loue the quiet of the State But how my Lords how shold your strengths be knit Not to oppresse your subiects and your friends And fill the world with brawles and mutinies But vnto peace your forces should be knit To liue in Princely league and amitie Doe this the gates of Angiers shall giue way And stand wide open to your hearts content To make this peace a lasting bond of loue Remaines one onely honourable meanes Which by your pardon I shall here display Lewis the Dolphin and the heire of France A man of noted valour through the world Is yet vnmarried let him take to wife The beauteous daughter of the king of Spaine Neece to K. Iohn the louely Lady Blanch Begotten on his sister Elianor With her in marriage will her vnkle giue Castles and towers as fitteth such a match The Kings thus ioynd in league of perfect loue They may so deale with Arthur Duke of Britaine Who is but young and yet vnmeet to raigne As he shall stand contented euery way Thus haue I boldly for the common good Deliuered what the Citie gaue in charge And as vpon conditions you agree So shall we stand content to yeeld the Towne Arth. A proper peace if such a motion hold These Kings beare armes for me and for my right And they shall share my lands to make them friends Q. Elian. Sonne Iohn follow this motion as thou louest thy mother Make league with Philip yeeld to any thing Lewis shall haue my neece and then be sure Arthur shall haue small succour out of France Iohn Brother of France you heare the Citizens Then tell me how you meane to deale herein Const. Why Iohn what canst thou giue vnto thy Neece That hast no foote of land but Arthurs right Lew. Bi r lady Citizens I like your choyce A louely damsell is the Lady Blanch Worthy the heire of Europe for her pheere Const What kings why stand you gazing in a trance Why how now Lords accursed Cittizens To fill and tickle their ambitious eares With hope of gaine that springs from Arthurs losse Some dismall Planet at thy birth-day raign'd For now I see the fall of all thy hopes K. Phil. Ladie and Duke of Brittaine know you both The King of France respects his honor more Than to betray his friends and fauourers Princesse of Spaine could you affect my Sonne If we vpon conditions could ageee Bast Swounds Madam take an English Gentleman Slaue as I was I thought to haue moou'd the match Grandame you made me halfe a promise once That Lady Blanch should bring me wealth inough And make me heire of store of English land Q. Elian. Peace Philip I will looke thee out a wife We must with policie compound this strife Bastar If Lewis get her well I say no more But let the frollicke Frenchman take no scorne If Philip front him with an English horne Iohn Ladie what answer make you to the K. of France Can you affect the Dolphin for your Lord Blanch. I thanke the King that likes of me so well To make me Bride vnto so great a Prince But giue me leaue my Lord to pause on this Least beeing too too forward in the cause It may be blemish to my modestie Q. Elinor Sonne Iohn and worthy Philip K. of France Do you confer awhile about the Dower And I will schoole my modest Neece so well That she shall yeeld as soone as you haue done Constance I there 's the wretch that brocheth all this il Why flie I not vpon the Beldams face And with my nayles pull forth her hatefull eyes Arthur Sweet mother cease these hastie madding fits For my sake let my Grandam haue her will O would she with her hands pull forth my heart I could affoord it to appease these broyles But mother let vs wisely winke at all Least farther harmes ensue our hastie speech Phil. Brother of England what dowrie wilt thou giue Vnto my sonne in marriage with thy Neece Iohn First Philip knowes her dowrie out of Spaine To be so great as may content a King But more to mend and amplifie the same I giue in mor ey thirtie thousand markes For land I leaue it to thine owne demand Phil. Then I demand Volquesson Torain Main Poiters and Aniou these fiue Prouinces Which thou as King of England holdst in France Then shall our peace be soone concluded on Bast No lesse then fiue such Prouinces at once Iohn Mother what shal I do my brother got these lands With much effusion of our English bloud And shall I giue it all away at once Q. Elin. Iohn giue it him so shalt thou liue in peace And keepe the residue sans ieopardie Iohn Philip bring foorth thy sonne here is my neece And here in marriage I do giue with her From me and my successors English Kings Volquesson Poiters Aniou Torain Main And thirtie thousand markes of stipend coyne Now cittizens how like you of this match Cittiz. We ioy to see so sweete a peace begun Lewis Lewis with Blanch shall euer liue content But now King Iohn what say you to the Duke Father speake as you may in his behalfe Phil. K. Iohn be good vnto thy Nephew here And giue him somewhat that shall please you best Iohn Arthur although thou troublest Englands peace Yet here I giue thee Brittaine for thine owne Together with the Earledome of Richmont And this rich cittie of Angiers withall Q. Elian. And if thou seeke to please thine Vncle Iohn Shalt see my sonne how I will make of thee Iohn Now euery thing is sorted to this end Le ts in and there prepare the marriage rites Which in S. Maries Chappell presently Shall be performed ere this Presence part Exeunt Manent Constance Arthur Art Madam good cheere these drouping languishments Adde no redresse to salue our awkward haps If heauens haue concluded these euents To small auaile is bitter pensiuenesse Seasons will change and so our present greefe May change with them and all to our releefe Const Ah boy thy yeares I see are farre too greene To looke into the bottome of these cares But I who see the poyse that weigheth downe Thy weale my wish and all the willing meanes Wherewith thy fortune and thy fame should mount What ioy what ease what rest can lodge in me With whom all hope and hap doe disagree Arth. Yet Ladies teares and cares and solemn shewes Rather then

bring them to a fortunate euent Sal. We leaue your Hignesse to your good intent Exeunt Lords of England Lew. Now Vicount Meloun what remains behind Trust me these traytors to their Soueraigne State Are not to be beleeu'd in any sort Meloun Indeed my Lord they that infringe their oths And play the Rebels gainst their natiue King Will for as little cause reuolt from you If euer opportunitie incite them so For once forsworne and neuer after sound There 's no affiance after periury Lew. Well Meloun wel let 's smooth with thē awhile Vntill we haue as much as they can doe And when their vertue is exhaled drie I le hang them for the guerdon of their helpe Meane while wee 'l vse them as a pretious poyson To vndertake the issue of our hope Fr. Lo. T is policy my Lord to bait our hookes With merry smiles and promise of much weight But when your Highnesse needeth them no more T is good make sure worke with them lest indeede They prooue to you as to their naturall King Melun Trust mee my Lord right well haue you aduisde Venome for vse but neuer for a sport Is to be dallied with lest it infect Were you instald as soone I hope you shall Be free from traitors and dispatch them all Lewes That so I meane I sweare before you all On this same Altar and by heauens power There 's not an English traitor of them all Iohn once dispatcht and I faire Englands King Shall on his shoulders beare his head one day But I will crop it for their guilts desert Nor shall their heires inioy their Seigniories But perish by their parents foule amisse This haue I sworne and this will I performe If ere I come vnto the height I hope Lay downe your hands and sweare the same with me The French Lords sweare Why so now call them in and speake them faire A smile of Fraunce will feed an English foole Beare them in hand as friends for so they be But in the heart like traitors as they are Enter the English Lords Now famous followers chiefetaines of the world Haue we sollicited with hearty prayer The heauen in fauour of our high attempt Leaue we this place and march we with our power To rowse the tyrant from his chiefest hold And when our labours haue a prosprous end Each man shall reape the fruit of his desert And so resolu'd braue followers let vs hence Enter K. Iohn Bastard Pandulph and a many Priests with them Thus Iohn thou art absolu'd from all thy sinnes And freed by order from our Fathers curse Receiue thy Crowne againe with this prouiso That thou remaine true liegeman to the Pope And carry armes in right of holy Rome Iohn I holde the same as tenant to the Pope And thanke your Holinesse for your kindnesse shewne Philip A proper iest when Kings must stoop to Friers Need hath no law when Friers must be Kings Enter a Messenger Mess Please it your maiestie the Prince of France With all the Nobles of your Graces Land Are marching hitherward in good aray Where ere they set their foot all places yeeld Thy Land is theirs and not a foot holds out But Douer Castle which is hard besieg'd Pan. Feare not king Iohn thy kingdome is the Popes And they shall know his Holinesse hath power To beate them soone from whence he hath to doe Drums and Trumpets Enter Lewes Melun Salisbury Essex Pembrooke and all the Nobles from Fraunce and England Lewes Pandulph as gaue his Holinesse in charge So hath the Dolphin mustred vp his troupes And wonne the greatest part of all this Land But ill becomes your Grace Lord Cardinall Thus to conuerse with Iohn that is accurst Pand. Lewes of France victorious Conqueror Whose sword hath made this Iland quake for feare Thy forwardnesse to fight for holy Rome Shall be remunerated to the full But know my Lord K. Iohn is now absolu'd The Pope is pleasde the Land is blest agen And thou hast brought each thing to good effect It resteth then that thou withdraw thy powers And quietly returne to Fraunce againe For all is done the Pope would wish thee doe Lewes But all 's not done that Lewes came to do Why Pandulph hath king Philip sent his sonne And beene at such excessiue charge in warres To be dismist with words king Iohn shall know England is mine and he vsurps my right Pand. Lewes I charge thee and thy complices Vpon the paine of Pandulphs holy curse That thou withdraw thy powers to Fraunce againe And yeeld vp London and the neighbour townes That thou hast tane in England by the sword Melun Lord Cardinall by Lewes princely leaue It can be nought but vsurpation In thee the Pope and all the Church of Rome Thus to insult on Kings of Christendome Now with a word to make them carrie armes Then with a word to make them leaue their armes This must not be Prince Lewes keepe thine owne Let Pope and Popelings curse their bellies full Bast. My Lord of Melun what title had the Prince To England and the Crowne of Albion But such a title as the Pope confirm'd The Prelate now le ts fall his fained claime Lewes is but the agent for the Pope Then must the Dolphin cease sith he hath ceast But cease or no it greatly matters not If you my Lords and Barons of the Land Will leaue the French and cleaue vnto our King For shame yee Peeres of England suffer not Your selues your honours and your land to fall But with resolued thoughts beate backe the French And free the Land from yoke of seruitude Salisbury Philip not so Lord Lewes is our King And wee will follow him vnto the death Pand. Then in the name of Innocent the Pope I curse the Prince and all that take his part And excommunicate the rebell Peeres As traitors to the King and to the Pope Lew. Pandulph our swords shall blesse our selues agen Prepare thee Iohn Lords follow me your King Exeunt Iohn Accursed Iohn the Diuell owes thee shame Resisting Rome or yeelding to the Pope all 's one The diuell take the Pope the Peeres and Fraunce Shame be my share for yeelding to the Priest Pand. Comfort thy selfe king Iohn the Cardnall goes Vpon his curse to make them leaue their armes Exit Bastard Comfort my Lord and curse the Cardinall Betake your selfe to armes my troupes are prest To answer Lewes with a lustie shocke The English archers haue their quiuers full Their bowes are bent the pikes are prest to push Good cheere my Lord King Richards fortune hangs Vpon the plume of warrelike Philips helme Then let them know his brother and his sonne Are leaders of the Englishmen at armes Iohn Philip I know not how to answer thee But let vs hence to answer Lewes pride Excursions Enter Meloun with English Lords Mel. O I am slaine Nobles Salsbury Pembrooke My soule is charged heare me for what I say Concerns the Peeres of England and their State