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A pleasant commodie, called Looke about you As it was lately played by the right honourable the Lord High Admirall his seruaunts; Look about you.
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take m me away for re re Redcap will r ru run rarely Exit Hen. The sundrie misdemeanors late committed As theftes and shifts in other mens disguise We now must knaue Skinke freely tell thy faults Skin Sweet King by these two terrors to myne enemies that lend light to my bodies darknes Cauilero Skinke being beleagerd with an hoste of leaden heeles arm'd in ring Irish cheated my hammerer of his Red cap and Coate was surprised brought to the fleet as a person suspected past currant till Gloster stript me from my counterfet clad my backe in silke and my hart in sorrow and so left me to the mercy of my mother witt how Prince Iohn releast me he knowes howe I got Faukenbridges chaine I know but how he will get it againe I know not Fau. Where is it sirra tell me where it is Glo. I got it from him and I got Iohns sword Joh. I would t were to the hilts vp in thy harte Ric. O be more charitable brother Iohn Ley. My Leidge you need not by perticulars Examine what the world knows too plaine If you will pardon Skinke his life is sau'd If not he is conuicted by the Law For Gloster as you worthyly resoul'd First take his hand and afterward his head Hen. Skinke thou hast life our pardon and our loue Ski And your forgiuenesse for my robbery Io. Tut neuer trouble me with such a toy Thou hindrest me from hearing of my ioye Hen. Bring forth a blocke wine water and towell Kniues and a Surgion to binde vp the vaines Of Glosters arme when his right hand is off His hand that strooke Skinke at the Parlament Sk. I shall beare his blowes to my graue my Lord. Kin. Sonne Henry see thy fathers palzie hands Ioyn'd like two supplyants pressing to thy throwne Looke how the furrowes of his aged cheeke Fild with the reuolets of wet eyde mone Begs mercy for Earle Gloster weigh his gilt Why for a slaue should Royall blood be spilt Ski You wrong myne honour Skink may be reueng'd Hen. Father I doe commend your humble course But quite dislike the proiect of your sute Good words in an ill cause makes the fact worse Of blood or Basenes Iustice will dispute The greater man the greater his transgression Where strength wrongs weaknes it is meare oppression La. O but King Henry heare a sister speake Gloster was wrong'd his lands were giuen away They are not Iustly said Iust lawes to break That keep their owne right with what power they may Thinke then thy Royall selfe began the wrong In giuing Skinke what did to him belong Quee. Heare me Sonne Henry while thou art a King Giue take pryson thy subiects are thy slaues Life need thrones proud hearts in dungions fling Grace men to day to morrowe giue them graues A King must be like Fortune euer turning The world his football all her glory spurning Glo. Still your olde counsaile Beldam pollicie You 'r a fit Tutresse in a Monarchy Rich. Mother you are vniust sauage too cruell Vnlike a woman gentlenes guides their sexe But you to furyes fire ad more fewell The vexed spirit will you delight to vex O God when I consaite what you haue done I am a sham'd to be estem'd your sonne Jo. Base Richard I disdaine to call thee brother Takest thou a traytors part in our disgrace For Gloster wilt thou wrong our sacred mother I scorne thee and defie thee to thy face O that we were in field then shouldst thou trie Rob. How fast Earle Iohn would from Prince Richard flye Thou meet a Lyon in feeld poore mouse All thy Carreers are in a Brothell house Ioh. Zounds boy Ric. Now man Ley. Richard you wrong Prince Iohn Ric. Leyster t weare Good you proou'd his Champion Jo. Hasten the execution Royall Lord Let deeds make answer for their worthlesse wordes Glo. I know if I respected hand or head I am encompassed with a world of frends And could from fury bee deliuered But then my freedom hazards many liues Henry performe the vtmost of thy hate Let thy hard harted mother haue her wil Giue Franticke Iohn no longer cause to prate I am prepared for the worst of ill You see my knees kisse the could pauements face They are not bent to Henry nor his frends But to all you whose bloud fled to your hearts Shewes your true sorrowe in your ashye cheekes To you I bend my knees you I intreat To smile on Glosters Resolution Who euer loues me will not shed a teare Nor breath a sigh nor show a cloudy frowne Looke Henry heares my hand I lay it downe And sweare as I haue Knighthood heer 't shall lye Till thou haue vsed all thy tyranny La. Has no man heart to speake Glo. Let all that loue me keepe silence or by heauen I le hate them dying Quee. Harry off with his hand then with his head Fau. By the red rood I cannot chuse but weepe Come loue or hate my teares I cannot keepe Que. When comes this lingring executioner Joh. An executioner an executioner Hen. Call none till we haue drunke father fill wine To day your Office is to beare our cupp Ric. I le fill it Henry K. kneele downe He. Dick you are too meane so bow vnto your soueraigne Gl. Kneele to his childe O hell O tortor Gloster learne Who would loue life to see this huge dishonor Hen. Saturne kneel'd to his Sonne the God was faine To call young Ioue his ages Soveraigne Take now your seate againe and weare your Crowne Now shineth Henry like the Middayes Sonne Through his Horizon darting all his beames Blinding with his bright splendor euery eye That stares against his face of Maiesty The Commets whose malicious gleames Threatned the ruyne of our Royalty Stands at our mercy yet our wrath denyes All fauour but extreame extreamityes Gloster haue to thy sorrow chafe thy arme That I may see thy bloud I long'd for oft Gush from thy vaines and staine this Pallace roofe Io. T would exceed gilding Quee. I as golde doth Oaker Glo. It s wel ye count my bloud so precious Hen. Leyster reach Gloster wine Ley. I reach it him Hen. Proude Earle I le spurne thee quickely go beare it Glo. I le count it poyson if his hand come neere it Hen. Giue it him Leyster vpon our displeasure Glo. Thus Gloster takes it thus againe he flings it In scorne of him that sent it and of him that brought it Ski O braue spirit La. Brauely resolu'd brother I honour thee Quee. Harke how his sister ioyes in his abuse Wilt thou indure it Hall Fau. Peace good Marian. Hen. Auoyde there euery vnder Officer Leaue but vs our Pieres and Ladyes heere Richard you loue Earle Gloster looke about If you can spye one in this company That hath not done as great a sinne as Gloster Chuse him let him be the executioner Ric. Thou hast done worse then like rebellie us head Hast arm'd ten thousand hands against his life That
A PLEASANT COMMODIE CALLED Looke about you As it was lately played by the right honourable the Lord High Admirall his seruaunts LONDON Printed for William Ferbrand and are to be solde at his shop at the signe of the Crowne neere Guild-hall gate 1600. A pleasaunt Commodye called Looke about you Enter Robert Hood a young Noble-man a seruant with him with ryding wandes in theyr handes as if they had beene new lighted Robert GOe walke the horses wayte me on the hill This is the Hermits Cell goe out of sight My busines with him must not be reueal'd To any mortall creature but himselfe Seru. I le waite your honour in the crosse high-way Exit Rob. Doe so Hermit deuout and reuerend If drousie age keepe not thy stiffened ioyntes On thy vnrestfull bed or if the houres Of holy Orizons detayne thee not Come foorth Enter Skinke like an Hermit Skin Good morrow son good morrow God blesse thee Huntington A brighter Gleame of true Nobility Shines not in any youth more then in thee Thou shalt be rich in honour full of speed Thou shalt win foes by feare and friend by meede Rob. Father I come not now to know my fate Important busines vrgeth Princely Richard Deliuer letters In these termes to salute thy reuerent age Read and be briefe I know some cause of trust Made him imploy me for his messenger Skin A cause of trust indeed true honoured youth Princes had need in matters of import To make nice choyse faire Earle if I not erre Thou art the Princes ward Ro. Father I am his ward his Chamberlaine bed-fellow Skin Faire fall thee honourable Robert Hood Wend to Prince Richard say though I am loath To vse my skill in Coniuration Yet Skinke that poysoned red cheekt Rosamond Shall make appearaunce at the Parlament He shall be there by noone assure his Grace Rob. Good morrow Father see you faile him not For though the villaine did a horrible deed Yet hath the young King Richard and Earle Iohn Sworne to defend him from his greatest foes Skin Gods benizon be with thee noble Earle Rob. A dew good father holla there my horse Exit Skin Vp spur the kicking Iade while I make speede To Consure Skâ—nke out of his Hermits weede Lye there religion keep thy M. graue And on the faire trust of these Princes word To Court againe Skinke but before I goe Let mischiefe take aduise of villany Why to the Hermit letters should be sent To poast Skinke to the Court incontinent Is there no tricke in this ha let me see Or doe they know already I am he If they doe so faith westward then with Skinke But what an asse am I to be thus fond Heere lyes the Hermit whom I dying found Some two monthes since when I was howerly charg'd With Hugh the Cryer and with Constables I saw him in the ready way to heauen I helpt him forward t' was a holy deed And there he lyes some sixe foote in the ground Since when and since I kept me in his weedes O what a world of fooles haue fill'd my Cell For Fortunes run-awaies stolne goods lost cattle Among the number all the faction That take the young Kings part against the olde Come to my selfe to harken for my selfe So did the aduerse party make enquire But eyther fall full of contrary desire The olde Kings part would kill me being stain'd The young Kings keep me from their violence So then thou needst not feare goe boldly on Braue Hall Prince Dicke and my spruce hot spur John Heer 's their safe conduct O but for Rosamond A fig for Rosamond to this hope I le leane At a Queenes bidding I did kill a queane Sound Trumpets enter with a Harrald on the one side Henry the second Crowned after him Lancaster Chester Sir Richard Faukenbridge on the other part K. Henry the Sonne crowned Herrald after him after him Prince Rich. Iohn Leyster being set enters santasticall Robert of Gloster in a gowne girt walkes vp and downe Old K. Why doth not Gloster take his honoured seate Glo. In faith my Liege Gloster is in a land Where neyther suerty is to sit or stand I onely doe appeare as I am summoned And will awaite without till I am call'd Yon. K. Why heare you Gloster Glo. Henry I doe heare you Yon. K. And why not King Glo. What 's he that sits so neere you Rich. King too Glo. Two Kings ha ha Ol. K. Gloster sit we charge thee Glo. I will obey your charge I will sit downe But in this house on no seate but the ground Iohn The seat's too good Glo. I know it brother Iohn Jo. Thy brother Ol. K. Silence there Yon. K. Passe to the billes Sir Richard Faukenbridge Fau. My Lieges both olde Faukenbridge is proude Of your right honour'd charge He that worst may Will straine his olde eyes God send peace this day A bill for the releasement of the Queene prefer'd By Henry the young King Rich. the Prince John Earle Of Murton Bohmine Earle of Leister and the coÌ„mons Old K. Did you preferre this byll All. We did Chest Laâ—c Yee did not well Glo. Why this is good now shall we haue the hell 3. Bro Chester and Lanchaster you wrong the King Chest Laâ— Our King we doe not Yâ—n K. Doe not you seeme crown'd Laâ—c But whilst he liues we to none else are bound Ley. Is it not wrong thinke you when all the world Troubled with rumour of a captiue Queene Imprisoned by her husband in a Realme Where her owne sonne doth weare a Diademe Is like an head of people mutinous Still murmuring at the sâ—â—â—â—e done her and vs Is' t not more wrong when her mother zeale Sounded through Europe Affricke Assia Tels in the hollow of newes thirsting eares Queene Elinor liues in a dungion For pitty and affection to 〈◊〉 sonne But when the true cause Cliffords daughters death Shall be exposed to stranger nations What vollumes will be writ what lybels spred And in each lyne our state dishonoured Fauk My Lord speakes to the purpose mary it may bee so Pray God it prooue not so Ley. Heare me conclude and there withall conclude It is an heynous and vnheard of sinne Queene Elinor daughter to Kingly Fraunce King Henries wife and royall Henries mother Is kept close prisoner for an acte of Iustice Committed on an odious Concubine Kin. Thou wrongst her Leister Leâ— Leachers euer praise the cause of their confusion she was vile Faâ— She was ill spoken of it's true true Glosr Yonder sits one would doe as much for you Olde foole young Richard hath a gift I know it And on your wife my sister would bestow it Heer 's a good world men hate adulterous sin Count it a gulfe and yet they needs will in Lei. What answere for the Queene Lan. The King replyes your words are foule slaunderous forgeryes John His highnes sayes not so Lâ—n His highnes doth Tels you its a shame for such wilde youth To smother any