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A13062
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The life and death of Iacke Straw, a notable rebell in England vvho was kild in Smithfield by the Lord Maior of London.; Jack Straw.
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1594
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STC 23356; ESTC S111285
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vngratefull mindes Archbishop Lord Treasorer it seemeth strange to mee That being wonne with reason and regard Of true succeeding Prince the common sort Should be so slacke to giue or grudge the gift That is to be employd for their behoofe Hard and vnnaturall be the thoughts of theirs That sucke the milke and will not helpe the VVell The King himselfe being now but young of age If things should fall out otherwise than well The blame doth fall vpon the Counsellor And if I take my aime not all awrie The Multitude a Beast of many heads Of misconceiuing and misconstruing minds Reputes this last beneuolence to the King Giuen at high Court of Parliament A matter more requirde for priuate good Than helpe or benefite of common weale VVherein how much they wrong the better sort My conscience beareth witnes in the cause Secretarie My Lords because your words not worthles are Because they stand on reasons surest ground And tend vnto the profit of the King VVhose profit is the profit of the Land Yet giue me leaue in reuerence of the cause To speake my minde touching this question VVhen such as wee doo see the peoples harts Exprest as farre as time will giue them leaue VVith hartines of their beneuolence My thinks it were for others happines That harts and purses should together goe Misdeeme not good my Lords of this my speach Sith well I wote the Noble and the slaue And all doo liue but for a Common weale VVhich Common weale in other tearmes is the Kings Messenger The Iustices and Sheriffes of Kent sends greetings to your Honours here by mee Archbishop My Lords this briefe doth openly vnfold A dangerous taske to vs and all our traines VVith speede let vs impart the newes vnto my Lord the King The fearefull newes that whilst the flame doth but begin Sad pollicie may serue to quench the fire The Commons nowe are vp in Kent let vs not suffer this first attempt too farre Treasorer My friend what powre haue they assembled in the field Messenger My Lord a twentie thousand men or there about Secretarie See here the perill that was late foreseene Ready to fall on this vnhappie Land VVhat barbarous mindes for grieuance more than needs Vnnaturallie seeks wreake vpon their Lord Their true annointed Prince their lawfull king So dare this blind vnshamefast multitude Lay violent hands they wot not why nor where But be thou still as best becommeth thee To stand in quarrell with thy naturall Liege The Sunne may sometime be eclipst with Clowds But hardlie may the twinckling starres obscure Or put him out of whom they borrow light Exeunt Enter Iacke Straw Wat Tyler Hob Carter Tom Miller and Nobs Iacke Straw I marrie Wat this is another matter me thinks the worlde is changed of late Who would liue like a beggar and may be in this estate Wat Tyler VVee are here fowre Captaines iust Iacke Strawe Wat Tyler Hob Carter and Tom Miller Search me all England and find fower such Captaines and by gogs bloud I le be hangd Nobs So you will be neuerthelesse I stand in great doubt Hob Carter Captaine Strawe and Captaine Tyler I thinke I haue brought a companie of Essex men for my traine That will neuer yeeld but kill or else be slaine Tom Miller And for a little Captaine I haue the vantage of you all For while you are a fighting I can creepe into a quart pot I am so small Nobs But Maisters what aunswere made Syr Iohn Morton at Rochester I heard say hee would keepe the Castle still for the Kings vse Iacke Straw So he did til I fetcht him out by force and I haue his wife and children pledges for his speedie returne from the King to whom he is gone with our message Tom Miller Let him take heede hee bring a wise answere to our worships or els his pledges goes to the pot Hob Carter Captaine Straw how many men haue we in the field Iacke Straw Marrie Captaine Carter about fiftie thousand men Hob Carter VVhere shall we pitch our tents to lie in safetie Iacke Straw Marrie Hob vpon Blacke-heath beside Greenwich there we le lie And if the King will come thither to know our pleasures so it is if not I know what we le doo Wat Tyler Gogs bloud Iacke haue we the cards in our hands Le ts take it vpon vs while we haue it Exeunt Nobs I marrie for you know not how long you shall hold it Fiftie thousand men they haue alreadie in Armes that will draw together If wee hang together as fast some of vs shall repent it Exeunt Enter the Queene Mother the County of Salsburie and a Gentleman Usher Queene Mother This strange vnwelcome and vnhappie newes Of these vnnaturall Rebels and vniust That threaten wracke vnto this wretched Land Aye me affrights my womans mazed minde Burdens my heart and interrupts my sleepe That now vnlesse some better tidings come Vnto my sonne their true annointed King My heauy hart I feare will breake in twaine Surcharged with a heauie loade of thoughts County Salsburie Madam your Graces care in this I much commend For though your sonne my Lord the King be young Yet he will see so well vnto him selfe That he will make the prowdest Rebell know VVhat t is to mooue or to displease a King And though his looks bewray such lenitie Yet at aduantage hee can vse extremitie Your Grace may call to minde that being a king He will not put vp any iniurie Especiallie of base and common men VVhich are not worthie but with reuerence To looke into the Princelie state of Kings A King sometimes will make a show of curtesie Onely to fit a following pollicie And it may be the King determines so That hee will trie before he trust a foe Usher True Madam for your Graces sonne the King Is so well ruled by diuers of his Pieres As that I thinke the prowdest foe hee hath Shall find more worke than hee will take in hand That seeks the downefall of his Maiestie I hope the Councell are too wise for that To suffer Rebels in aspiring pride That purpose treason to the Prince and state In good time see where my Lord the King Doth come accompanied with the Bishoppe and Lord Treasorer King I maruaile much my Lords what rage it is That moues my people whom I loue so deare Vnder a show of quarrell good and iust To rise against vs thus in mutinies VVith threatning force against our state and vs But if it bee as we are giuen to know By Letters and by credible report A litle sparke hath kindled all this fire VVhich must be quencht with circumspect regard Before we feele the violence of the flame Mean while sweete Ladie Mother be content And thinke their mallice shall not iniure you For wee haue tooles to crop and cut them off Ere they presume to touch our Royall selfe And thus resolue that you secure shall bee VVhat hard mishap soeuer fall to mee Enter
be so I wot It is a dangerous and vnnaturall resolution I pray thee Newton goe and speake with them Aske them what more it is that they require Newton My Masters you that be the chiefest of the rout The King intreats you kindly here by me To come and speake with him a word or two Iacke Straw Sirra if the King would any thinge with vs Tell him the way is indifferent to meete vs Newton You are too many to be talkt with all Besides you owe a dutie to your Prince Iacke Straw Sirra giue me the sword thou wearest there Becomes it thee to be armd in my presence Newton Sir I weare my weapon for mine owne defence And by your leaue will weare it yet a while Iacke Strawe VVhat wilt thou villaine giue me it I say King Newton giue it him if that be all the matter Here take it and much good doe it thee The King giues him the sword Iacke Strawe Villaine I say giue me the sword thou bearest vp For that 's the thing I tell thee I affect Newton This sword belongs vnto my Lord the King T is none of mine nor shalt thou haue the same Proud Rebel wert but thou and I alone Thou durst not aske it thus boldly at my hands For all the wealth this Smithfield doth containe Iacke Strawe By him that dide for me I wil not dine Till I haue seene thee hangd or made away King Alas Lord Maior Newton is in great danger And force cannot preuaile amongst the rowt Maior Old Rome I can remember I haue read VVhen thou didst flourish for vertue and for armes VVhat magnanimitie did abide in thee Then Walworth as it may become thee well Deserue some honour at thy Princes hand And beautifie this dignitie of thine VVith some or other Act of consequence Villaine I say whence comes this rage of thine How darest thou a dungell bastard borne To braue thy Soueraigne and his Nobles thus Villaine I doe arrest thee in my Princes name Proud Rebel as thou art take that withall Here he stabs him Learne thou and all posteritie after thee VVhat t is a seruile slaue to braue a King Pardon my Gratious Lord for this my fact Is seruice done to God and to your selfe King Lord Maior for thy valiant Act in this And Noble courage in the Kings behalfe Thou shalt perceaue vs not to be vngratefull Cry all Our Captaine is slaine our Captaine is slaine King Feare you not people for I am your King And I will be your Captaine and your friend Newton Pleaseth your Grace for to with drawe your selfe These Rebls then will soone be put to foile Exeunt all but the Maior and two Sargants Maior Souldiers take hart to you and follow me It is our God that giues the victorie Drag this accursed villain through the streets To strike a terrour to the Rebels hearts London wil giue you power and armes And God will strengthen you and daunt your foes Fill Smithfield full of noise and ioyfull cries And say alowd God saue our Noble Prince Finis Actus Tertius Actus Quartus Enter King Lord Maior Morton Newton and Noble men King LOrd Maior and well beloued friends VVhose readines in aide of vs and ours Hath giuen iust tryall of your loyaltie And loue you beare to vs and to our land Sith by the helpe and mighty hand of God These fowle vnnaturall broyles are quieted And this vnhappie tumult well appeasd Hauing as law and dutie binds vs too Giuen both dew praise and sacrifice of thankes Vnto our God from whome this goodnes comes Let me now to your counsell recommend And to your sad opinions generally The end of all these great and high affaires This mighty busines that we haue in hand And that I may in briefe vnfold my minde My Lords I would not yet but mercy should Against the law in this hard case preuaile And as I gaue my word vnto you all That if they then had left their mutiny Or rather had let fall their wrongfull Armes Their pardon then should haue bin generall So will I not yet God forbid I should Though law I know exact it at my hands Behold so many of my country men All done to death and strangled in one day The end is this that of that carelesse rout That hath so far vnnaturallie rebeld The chiefe offenders may be punished And thus you know my minde and so my Lords proceed I pray you and no otherwise Newton Sith mercie in a Prince resembleth right The gladsome sunne-shine in a winters day Pleaseth your Grace to pardon me to speake When all the hope of life and breathing heere Be tane from all this rowt in generall If then at instant of the dying howre Your Graces Honorable pardon come To men halfe dead kild wholie in conceit Then thinke I it will be more Gratious Than if it offered were so hastely VVhen thrid of life is almost fret in twaine To giue it strength breeds thankes and wonders too Maior So many as are tane within the Cittie Are fast in hold to know your Graces will King There is but one or two in al the rowt VVhom we would haue to die for this offence Especially that by name are noted men One is a naughtie and seditious Priest They call him Ball as we are let to know A person more notorious than the rest But this I doe referre to your dispose Newton Pleaseth your Grace they haue bin rid apace Such speciall men as we could possibly finde And many of the common rowt among And yet suruiues this Ball that cursed Priest And one Wat Tiler leader of the rest VVhose villanies and outragious cruelties Haue bin so barbourously executed The one with mallice of his traiterous taunts The other with the violence of his hands That gentle ruth nor mercie hath no eares To heare them speake much lesse to pardon them King It is inough I vnderstand your mindes And well I wot in causes such as these Kings may be found too full of clemencie But who are those that enter in this place Newton Pleaseth it your Grace these be the men VVhom Law hath worthily condemnd to die Going to the place of execution The formost is that Ball and next to him VVat Tyler obstinate Rebls both For all the rest are of a better mould VVhose minds are softer than the formost twaine For being common souldiers in the campe VVere rather led with counsell of the rest Deseruing better to be pittied King Morton to those condemned men wee see 〈◊〉 this a Pardon to them all Excepting namelie those two formost men I meane the Priest and him they call VVat Tyler To all the rest free Pardon we doe send And giue the same to vnderstand from vs The Kings Pardon deliuered by Sir Iohn Morton to the Rebels MY friends and vnhappie Countrymen whom the lawes of England haue worthilie condemned vnto death for your open and vnnaturall Rebellion against your lawfull Soueraigne and