THE HISTORY OF Henry the Fifth AND THE TRAGEDY OF MUSTAPHA Son of SOLYMAN the Magnificent As they were Acted at his Highness the Duke of York's THEATER Written by The Right Honourable the Earl of ORRERY LONDON Printed for H. Herringman at the Sign of the Blew Anchor in the Lower Walk of the New Exchange 1668. The Persons King Henry the Fifth Mr. Harris Duke of Bedford his Brother Mr. Vnderhill Duke of Exeter his Uncle Mr. Cogan Earl of Warwick Mr. Aingel Bishop of Canterbury Mr. Lylinston Owen Tudor the King's Favourite Mr. Betterton The Dauphin Mr. Young Duke of Burgundy Mr. Smith Earl of Chareloys his Son Mr. Cadiman Constable of France Mr. Iames Noke De Chastel the Dauphin's Creature Mr. Norris Bishop of Arras Mr. Samford Count of Blamount Mr. Medborne Monsieur Colemore Mr. Floyd Queen of France Mrs. Long. Princess Katherine her Daughter Mrs. Betterton Princess Anne of Burgundy Mrs. Davis The Countess of La Marr. Mrs. Norris French Ladies Heralds Guards Henry the Fifth THE FIRST ACT. Enter King Henry the 5th the Duke of Exeter the Duke of Bedford and Owen Tudor with their Attendants King THis is the day in which our Valour must Prove to the French our claim to France is just Since 't will no other way be understood It must be writ in Characters of blood By injuries they us to Battel call Denying us our part they forfeit all 'T is fit in number they should us exceed That odds the French against the English need That odds which both obliges them and me Brings them to Fight and us to Victory Exeter Heav'n left us purposely but few for fight To shew the world by your success your right Bedford They seem t' acknowledge Heav'n is not their Friend Since on their boasted numbers they depend Which when their cause is reckon'd we should prize As Heav'n accounts them for a Sacrifice Enter Earl of Warwick Exeter The Earl of Warwick in his looks does bring Some News of high importance to the King Warw. Arm Arm Great Sir the Foe is in our view And has a Herauld sent to challenge you King Tell him I in this Field possess all France From which I 'le ne're retire but may advance In vain they threaten War or promise Peace They boast their numbers which we wish not less They are enow both to destroy and save But were they more they here might find a Grave Take care the Herauld so rewarded be That he may know his Message pleases me Under their Standards as I order'd you Are all my Troops fixt in the form I drew Warw. They are and like one face all looks agree Resolving and fore-telling Victory King Who e're a room to other thoughts affords Injures our Quarrel and mistakes our Swords Warw. How short a time and narrow space of ground Is 't 'twixt your Conquest and your being Crown'd King To make both shorter I will straight advance And by two Titles wear the Crown of France Uncle to your command with speed repair The right wing Brother does expect your care Both to the field of Battel lead the way Whilst but a moment I with Tudor stay Exeunt Exeter Bedford Warwick Oh my Best Friend thy sadness I must blame Tudor appears Canst thou now think on any thing but Fame Tudor When I reflect how many dangers still You must attempt how many more you will King Reflect on dangers which must glory win Tudor Excuse me if my duty makes me sin Since I no other way can grateful prove I 'le rather shew my fear then hide my love King That I to thee may proofs of mine dispence I now stay here though glory calls me hence When Fame when Life and Empire are at stake All thoughts of those for thee I can forsake Banish thy grief by thinking on that praise Which shall thy name so high in Battel raise That all my future favours men may say Are not what I bestow but what I pay Tudor What you have said and done brings me relief This day I will deserve your love or grief King Speak not of grief but think on that applause Which Heav'n doth still allow the juster cause Tudor Why should he be by too much courage lost Of whom alone this world has cause to boast Exeunt Enter Dauphin and De Chastel Dauph Let me despise what I can ne're obtain I 'll live retir'd since I 'm deny'd to reign My Mother having got the Regency Does either hate or is afraid of me But I perceive by my retirement here I shun her malice and suppress her fear I shall if I to Paris now return Her hatred feel or which is worse her scorn De Chast. But shall our Dauphin the undoubted Heir Sit idly peaceful in an active War And let his Enemy the Throne ascend Dauph He who my wrongs revenges is my Friend De Chastel you have often heard me plead That in this War I might the Army lead On me so high a trust she 'l not bestow And any other trust I think too low A Prince whose Soul as well as Birth is great If he in glory cannot shine should set From Courts I am condemn'd to Villages From noble toyls of War t'ignoble ease Where undisturb'd I 'll for her hatred grieve And honour makes me rather chuse to live Equal with men not worth the Governing Then be at Court and there not be a King De Chast. Though I confess her usage Sir has been Such as not fits a Mother or a Queen Yet Sir consider whilst from her you flye You more exalt the Duke of Burgundy Dauph That fatal name my fury doth advance 'T was he who Murth'red Royal Orleance And though the Queen recover my esteem No Palace can have space for me and him De Chast. Return the sooner to revenge that blood No man has well his interest understood Who to enjoy it scrupl'd at the way He who builds high must low foundations lay I by the Queen for your return am sent Her harsh behaviour she does now repent By kind submissions you may rule her heart And what 's deny'd by kindness gain by Art With small complyance you 'l suppress her hate When Nature's judge and Duty advocate Your absence Sir has cast your party down Few follow those on whom the Prince does frown Dauph Thou in all storms hast been my constant Friend I 'll on thy wisdom and thy care depend 'T is just I should to thy advice submit For he who makes my fate should govern it De Chast. With this glad news I will out-ride the Post And e're you come to Court I 'll clear the Coast. Exeunt Enter the Queen of France Princess Katharine Princess Anne of Burgundy Duke of Burgundy and their Train Queen This is the day Alanson sent us word He would our Fate determine by the Sword Which he has hastned hearing by his Spies The Plague had so impair'd our Enemies That more delay would make our Princes dream
can give their pride content Queen Since these bold Foes take pleasure to make War Proud that they dare do worse then others dare And prouder with success let us provide T' advance our merit and debase their pride Burg. Madam in this just cause I shall afford Th' assistance of my Counsel and my Sword Queen It is on those my chief dependance lies For you my Lord both pow'rful are and wise Prepare for Action and let Treaties cease The wise may lose by War fools lose by Peace Burg. The better to obey what you desire Excuse me Madam if I now retire Exit Queen He being gone my Lord I 'le let you know What France and I do to this Lady owe. The Duke has broke the English Treaty now That to the Dauphin he may keep his Vow And false De Chastel made 'em both agree Out of my hands to force the regency And then between themselves they are to share The high employments both of Peace and War Const. This Duke does all my faculties amaze Yet still he lov'd to walk in crooked ways Queen They all shall sink and their own ruine find Within that depth which they for me design'd My Secretary Perrot understands The Art of counterfeiting Seals and hands I 'le make him straight write to the English King As from the Duke proposing every thing Which false De Chastel offer'd from my Son Yet when all promis'd by the King is done Though less then what my Son did e're propose Him he 'l forsake and with the English close La Marr shall entertain De Chastel so As of the Duke he may suspicious grow La Marr. Some doubts which seem perplex'd I will unfold I 'le say he with the King does Treaty hold Queen Which can no other way be brought to light But by those Letters ta'ne which he may write These Letters shall though forg'd authentick seem And must be intercepted too by him La Marr. This will between them raise a jealousie Const. And when that seed is sown 't will never dye The Dauphins Soul I never understood If he revenge not this affront with blood Queen My Lord withdraw and write with instant care Exit Constable The Letter for Du Perrot you La Marr Shall sooth De Chastel with your former Art And subtly play your self in all your part Exit La Marr. Great troubles to a Throne the way prepare And greater troubles must preserve us there Yet the Ambitious envy those who reign They know the Pomp of Crowns but not the pain Exit The Princess Katherine meeting Princess Anne Prin. Kath. Madam What News Prin. An. The worst that I could bring They have dissolv'd the Treaty with the King Peace is quite fled which did before but hide Her chearful face The Sword must all decide Thou forward hope Wars voice has call'd thee back Prin. Kath. I ne're could think suspence was such a rack Prin. An. Suspence in any thing a pain does prove But turns a torment when 't is mix'd with love Enter La Marr in haste La Marr. Madam I doubt the Queen and Duke have heard Of that disguise in which the King appear'd The busie Whisp'rers run from place to place And fear or news is seen in every Face Small Parties meet then to a throng they grow As Clouds unite before a storm does blow Enter Blamount Blam Madam I left the Dauphin with the Queen They have this morning in a Tempest been Their meeting was both violent and short Your Brother instantly will leave the Court He said he would no longer vainly strive But boldly take what some deny to give Safely the Duke th' event of this attends And his apartment fills with Guards and Friends Enter Earl Charelloys E. of Char. Madam just now I from the Dauphin came His Friends are kindled with his anger's flame He is to sudden Execution bent To Deeds so swift as he 'l too late repent He puts on wings for what he will pursue And says my Father does usurp his due And fierce De Chastel too which all admire Against his Nature strives to quench this fire Enter French Lady Lady Madam you are expected by the Queen Prin. Kath. This storm will fall as soon as it is seen My Lord I 'le strive to make the Queen apply To this distemper a quick remedy Charl. I 'le still near my suspicious Father stay Too much suspition does it self betray Prin. An. Brother I 'le follow Madam we in vain In storms of Love of other storms complain Love's Queen did rise from the Tempestuous Sea Which shews that Love in storms must ever be Exeunt Enter Tudor Tudor By what the King related I may see The Princess is for ever lost to me 'T is evident she has her Love resign'd To his great Title and his greater mind Why should I thus what she has done deplore She did but that which I had done before But Fate thou art unjust in making me To quit the Love yet keep the jealousie Which is of Loves fair tree the foulest fruit A Branch whose nourishment offends the root Shall jealousie a pow'r o're judgment gain Though it does only in the fancy reign With knowledge thou art inconsistent still The minds foul Monster whom fair truth does kill Thy tyranny subverts even Natures Laws For oft thou hast effects without a cause And which thy strength or weakness does detect Thou often hast a cause without effect In all thou dost thou ever dost amiss Seest what is not or seest not that which is Whilst thou dost live sickness does thee pursue And he who cures thee needs must kill thee too Enter King King Tudor you must not think my Friendship rude Though it pursue you to your solitude Some fatal sorrow has your heart opprest Divide it and send half into my Breast Tudor What is it can invade me in excess But joy whilst I your favour Sir possess King If my warm favour has your blessing made Why leave you then that Sun to seek this shade Tudor Sir from your bounties I retire to show I would prevent th' increase of what I owe. I study here to pay my former score And I avoid your making of it more King Tudor I no such answer will admit I must be paid with truth and not with wit The truth of Friendship has forsook the Earth Thou dost dissemble thy accustom'd mirth A sudden sigh does thy feign'd smiles detect Nature betrays more Art then I suspect Tudor Let me not Sir be for that shape despis'd In which I am ev'n to my self disguis'd King Friendship above all tyes does bind the heart And faith in Friendship is the noblest part 'T is ill unaskt not to have told your pain But worse when askt if your excuses feign Farewel frail man our Friendship here must end You wrong your Honour when you wrong a Friend King offers to go out Tudor Stay Sir and to your vertue I 'le unfold The saddest story that was ever
your Fleet in sight of France From the Seins mouth the French did strait advance Their number pleas'd us whom it meant to fright We joy'd at any thing that made them fight But whilst to gain the Wind both Navies ply'd Both to the Southward a third Fleet descry'd Whose course by bearing to our Fleet was bent We thought to them they fear'd to us 't was sent When drawing near us 't was perceiv'd by all Their Flags display'd the Arms of Portugal That prosp'rous King your Kinsman and your Friend His Royal Navy to your aid did send Hearing the French had rigg'd a numerous Fleet. King This shews his Friendship like his virtue great I am oblig'd and more I could not be Then by a Debt great as your Victory Bedf. The Valiant Bourbon Admiral of France Shrunk not at this but swiftli'er did advance That shout with which we did their Navy greet Th' affrighted shore did Eccho to their Fleet. At the first shock some ships we sunk and burn'd Our order soon was to a Chaos turn'd The Portugal's still like the English fought Envying our Valour or else by it taught A thousand Deeds were worthy in that fight Though not Sir of your hands yet of your fight But what the French perform'd worthy your praise Serv'd but the more your Glory Sir to raise For your resistless Genius there did reign And made us gather Laurels on the Main As prosp'rous Stars though absent to the sence Bless those they shine for by their influence Five hundred Ships were sunk or taken there Whose Flags seem Wreaths for you the Conquerour King This high success at Sea which Heav'n has sent Has made me Master of that Element When Monarchs have at Land a Battel lost It may to raise new Troops some Treasure cost But to repair lost Fleets is not so cheap Woods are a Crop which men but once can reap That Prince whose Flags are bow'd to on the Seas Of all Kings shores keeps in his hand the Keys No King can him he may all Kings invade And on his Will depends their Peace and Trade Trade which does Kings and Subjects wealth increase Trade which more necessary is then Peace Exet. If the Worlds trade may to our hand be brought Though purchas'd by a War 't is cheaply bought Tudor He who an Island rules and not the Sea Is not a King and may a Pris'ner be Bedf. In this Victorious Fleet your Parliament Have such supplies of Men and Treasure sent That France will now in humble posture seek The Treaty which her former Pride did break King Those Royal Limbs will not their head forsake My Glory they their own kind Int'rest make Their Love does with their Duty nobly strive And giving thus unaskt they doubly give Oh Tudor though my Sword at Land and Sea Does conquer others Love does conquer me Whilst under his resistless pow'r I groan Fate cannot make me joyful with a Crown Tudor May still the greatness of your fame increase And for your quiet may your love grow less Enter Warwick Warw. From the French Court Count Blamount Sir is sent And newly is alighted at your Tent. King Admit him but he soon may hasten home If from the false Burgundian he is come Exit Warwick A Prince worthy of nothing but of hate Early in promise in performance late He cheaply rates my Honour with his own And meanly thinks that I would sell a Crown In wronging his high Birth he injures me And gives my Sword a right to Burgundy Enter Warwick Blamount Chareloys Disguis'd Blam If a surprizing wonder may be news Such as does joy and horrour too infase I bring it Sir for he whose head and Sword Made War and Peace the Creatures of his word The Great Burgundian who in France did reign Is by appointment of the Dauphin slain King Heaven's hand is sure though it the stroke defer Blam The face of France does full of change appear King This Murder sudden was but what late crime Could urge the Dauphin thus to Murder him Blam The Duke who said Treaties would ne're advance That Peace with you which was desir'd by France Did therefore for the Dauphin's Friendship sue Iyon appointed was for interview To which the Duke did instantly repair There to resolve how to contrive the War The Dauphin met at the appointed time But whilst the Duke humbly saluted him De Chastel unprovok'd by deed or word In the Dukes heart did sheath his guilty Sword And then the Dauphin publickly did own That this strange act by his command was done And said it was a justice due to France Because the Duke had Murder'd Orleance King Through what false Opticks do mens passions look In this wild justice he out-sin'd the Duke Blam De Chastel talk'd though few did credit it Of Letters taken which the Duke had writ Th' express confest that they to you were meant In which he offer'd if you would consent To what he there Sir did propose to you He would unthrone the King and Dauphin too King I by the Duke have been so coursly us'd That what he had propos'd I had refus'd Will not the Son revenge the Fathers fall Chareloys pulls off his Disguise Charl. Yes Sir and does for your assistance call The blood of Sov'raign Princes basely spilt Calls loud to Monarchs to revenge the Guilt My reason not my passion makes me flye From a false Friend to a brave Enemy If you 'l revenge high blood ignobly shed The Crown of France I 'le settle on your head And when you wed the Princess Katherine The States shall then entail it on your Line Of those most are my Friends and my Allies And they are all so Noble and so Wise That with one voice they will aloud disdain The proud injustice of a Murd'rers reign King Your Father's faults I 'le cast into his Grave And will revenge that blood I could not save And since you are so generous and just That without Treaty you my honour trust You shall Sir on a Kings unblemish'd word Enjoy my Friendship and engage my Sword Char. Where faith is wanting this would satisfie On which as on Truths Pillars I rely King Th' example of your worth will make a Friend But what Sir does the Dauphin now intend Char. This fatal Murder Sir he did design Just when the Queen the Princess Katherine My Sister Anne and I t' avoid the heat And noyse of Paris did to Meaux retreat Some Troops to seize on us he thither sent One of their Leaders as to Meaux they went Being my private Friend did by a Post Tell me unless we fled we all were lost And that we should not then tow'rds Paris flye For on that Road some other Troops did lye To intercept us if we thither fled King This root of mischief soon will shoot and spread Charl. At this I found the Queens amazement great For being now cut off from her retreat Her wisdom could not teach her what to
was entirely yours when we did part Is from that high and blest condition flown I blushing say 't is now no more my own The Duke of Bedford by the noblest force That e're subdu'd a heart into remorse Did with such joint success act his design That I took his and then resign'd him mine Prin. Kath. Dear Princes I shall now admire no more What you have mention'd of Loves art and power Nor that so high in that discourse you went Since you but spoke your own experiment Prin. An. If Madam you had present been to see The softness of those Charms which conquer'd me You 'd wonder more that long I held the field Then that at last I willingly did yield Prin. Kath. The English Archers may victorious grow Where Love begins the conquest with his bow Prin. An. After we had this sacred friendship made He told me though his brother would invade This Kingdom to regain what was his due Yet the chief conquest he design'd was you He told me too though England still affords Beauties resistless as the English Swords Yet none of them prevail'd though ne're so bright Like your victorious picture at first sight Then he implor'd that when to you I came I would prepare you to receive his flame A flame which all things else must needs out-do Since by him cherish'd and inspir'd by you This Madam was the cause why I have prest To find if e're your heart were prepossest Let France by you be freed from her distress This happy union will procure her peace Prin. Kath. If me he lov'd her blood he then would spare Loves gentle voice is never heard in War Prin. An. Yet like a King to you he does pretend Glory he makes his way and Love his end Prin. Kath. Where bloud does cry can I a Lover hear Prin. An. When glory pleads what then can stop your Ear Enter a Lady Lady Madam the Council is assembled now And e're it sits the Queen would speak with you Prin. Kath. I come too long by Love we have been stay'd I will consider all that you have said Prin. An. Madam be pleas'd to think upon it so That France to you may her redemption owe. Exeunt THE SECOND ACT. Enter the King Duke of Exeter Duke of Bedford Earl of Warwick and Tudor King MY Lord of Warwick you may give to all The French of note the rites of Funeral It is a debt which to the dead we pay Rewarding Courage ev'n in those we slay Warwick It shall be done King Brother it will be fit The Pris'ners you to stronger Guards commit They shall a Court within our Army see And in it nothing want but liberty Bed They shall be safe yet have some freedom too King Uncle the great request I make to you Is to preserve our wounded men with care 'T is by their courage we victorious are Exeter They shall be serv'd with all they can desire We must that valour serve which you admire Exeunt Exeter Bedford Warwick Tudor Though this great day th'expecting world may see Your Title both to France and Victory And though no Conquerour alive or dead With nobler wreaths did ever crown his head Yet pardon me if I presume to say I see a sadness mis-becomes this day This day in which your friends and foes confess Nothing can make you greater nothing less So fixt are Fortunes Wheels they cannot turn Then Sir permit only the French to mourn The loss of York and Suffolk though too great Should not out-weigh your Enemies defeat If Sir your Wars cost not some lives like these You would not Conquests make but miracles Who in his Princes service finds a Grave Rather our envy than our grief should have And fighting in your sight who for you dyes Is blest enough without such Obsequies If to their death such envy'd grief you give You 'l make us then repent that we do live Sir for the living's sake your grief decline And let your looks clear as your glories shine King So great a loss as is above relief Even on this day might justifie my grief He who of friendship knows the sacred ties Will value more his Friends than Victories But that just sorrow which thou wouldst remove Is not a tribute paid to Death but Love If Fame or Power only in me did sway I could not have been seen in Clouds to day 'T is Love's fierce Fire which does my heart devour Less to be quench'd than heats of Fame or Power Tudor She must do more than Woman e're could do Resisting such a King and Conqu'rour too You though her eyes should brightest beams emit May safe in shades under your Laurels sit King My Laurels might a safe refreshment prove To any other heat but that of Love Their sacred force 'gainst Thunder only lies Not against lightning shot from conqu'ring eyes Whose pow'r like that of lightning I have felt My breast they wound not yet my heart they melt Tudor May I not know who does my King subdue King Saying I love I need not tell thee who VVho of the Planets speaks of brightest beams Need not say after 't is the Sun he means Tudor The Sun by all is mention'd at one rate But Fancy alters beauties estimate Were it not Fancy which that value gave All Lovers then would but one Mistress have King Such adoration Fancy cannot raise As to this beauty sight and reason pays For he whose heart Love can to ashes turn Must feel her eyes alone have right to burn But that this ignorance thou may'st decline Know I adore the Princess Katherine Loves Rebels by her eyes are kept in awe She reigns in France spight of the Salique Law Tudor Will not Loves heat make Glories flame expire King No Tudor it will rather raise it higher For none should aim at this exalted state Who makes not glory first his Advocate This was the cause when Charls her father sent Embassadours my conquest to prevent And this bright beauty offer'd for my Bride But with her as her Dowry France deny'd I shun'd the match knowing her beauties were No price for Peace but the reward of War My vows and passion she might justly scorn Did I not Crown her Queen where she was born And raise her boundless beauties to supply What a rude Law does to her Sex deny Tudor Perhaps your flame had with more lustre shone Had you for it declin'd the Gallick Throne For love of her to quit in France your right Is more then 't is to conquer it in fight Nor can you hope her passions flame to raise When with her Countries blood you stain your Bays King Dear Tudor I perceive because thou art A Subject thou mistak'st a Monarchs heart Those who from Royal veins derive their blood Find only in a Throne what 's great and good Sure Nature in her would much rather see Her Son then Brother rule this Monarchy Tudor A Love like this was never known before The Father you 'l
alone Blam He for that honour Madam now does stay Prin. Kath. Since by the Queen commanded I obey Exit Blamount Enter Tudor Tudor Though Madam this high honour does excel What deeds can merit or what words can tell It shall no cause of new presumption be I 'le not repeat what you condemn'd in me I then presum'd to tell you of a Fire Your Eyes did ina Subjects heart inspire But Madam now th' assurance which I bring Is that your beauties have subdu'd a King A King renown'd by all the voice of Fame The least he has of Monarch is the name He only Love and Glory does pursue Which makes him Conquer France and yield to you And by th'unhappi'st of his Subjects says He at your feet his Heart and Laurel lays Judge what his Vertues are and what my Fate Which makes his Rival turn his Advocate Prin. Kath. Tudor what first you spoke made me not fear That Rival was a word I e're should hear For you in that repeat the past offence Which made me lately banish you from hence If by his worth your King claims my esteem Why grieve you that you plead to gain it him Tudor Ah Madam may I not your pardon crave For grieving when I part from all I have A Father when he sees his only Son Condemn'd to death for what he could not shun Though to the right of justice he submit May well be pardon'd if he mourns for it By double Dictates Madam I am led My loss makes me lament my justice plead But all my sorrows soon will lose their name If you raise him for whom I ruin'd am A Prince who only does as his just due Deserve to love you and be lov'd by you Prin. Kath. Has yet the Queen ought of this business known Tudor I had but leave to wait on you alone Those common paths of Kings mine will not tread To see by Picture and by proxy wed He 'l make his Court at an unusual rate His is a love of liking not of state And says he does not for a Mistress sue To France but humbly begs your self of you Prin. Kath. I but by Picture did to him appear Tudor Yes he has seen you in my Character 'T is far above the labour'd art of man To draw a Mistress as a Lover can Your Picture took his sight but you will find My words alone did Captivate his mind Though you may think the pencils pow'r is great It aims to paint a fire but not a heat Much less a heat which does from Love arise And which is kindled by his Mistress eyes The Pencil to my words resign'd the place Those drew your Soul that painted but your face Madam 't was I who told him how your mind With greater lustre then your beauty shin'd That from the Charms of your discourse and shape Men could no more then from your eyes escape And I may justly Madam be afraid He saw in me you acted all I said And to revenge that which you call'd a crime I on this Embassy am sent by him Prin. Kath. Tudor into a new relapse you fall You seem'd to mourn at your loves Funeral And I on that assurance pardon'd you Tudor I told you what was then not what is now If other words have wander'd in my talk The Ghost then of my murder'd love did walk And like a Ghost to none it shall appear But before you who are the Murtherer Prin. Kath. If you 'l to my esteem your self restore Let me by it be visited no more Tudor Madam I 'le strive t' obey you from this hour But since the dead have o're their Ghosts no power If mine again the trespass should commit My last request is that you 'l pardon it And to so sad a love some sorrow give Which troubles you when dead as when alive But for my King I must my suit renew And beg to know what I must say from you If to accept his passion you incline You 'l make his happiness your own and mine Since you deny what for my self I move Let me against my self successful prove Prin. Kath. You may acquaint the King all you have said Have in my thoughts a fit impression made That I as all who have but heard his name Believe his merit has acquir'd his fame Though I with passion wish that he had chose To raise his glory on remoter Foes I never more can his address receive Till from the Queen he has procur'd me leave Tudor Why do you Madam words so cruel speak Make him not for you to another seek Since in that way should he successful prove 'T will rather shew you can obey then love Only to you let him his blessings own Prin. Kath. I have declar'd my resolution Tudor To what then must the wretched Tudor trust Prin. Kath. To find his euer in what he grants is just Tudor How can that heal him which does make his wound Yet to obey you Madam he is bound But if hereafter you should chance to hear Some dying sighs which may offend your Ear Forc'd from him by the fiercest griefs assault Be pleas'd to pity not condemn the fault Exit Tudor Prin. Kath. Oh! why is Love call'd Natures highest Law When Title Man's invention does it awe But 't is the strength which reason does impart That makes my blood give rules thus to my heart If Nature reason on us did bestow Love Natures dictate 't would not overthrow But reason is a bright resistless fire Which Heav'n not Nature does in us inspire It is not Natures Child but Natures King And o're loves height does us to glory bring As bodies are below and Souls above So much should reason be preferr'd to Love Since Glory is the Souls most proper Sphere It does but wander when it moves not there This makes that King who Courts me France subdue And makes me flye what else I would pursue THE THRID ACT. Enter King Henry Tudor Tudor WHat I have said shews all that I have done The Daughter by the Mother must be won Those Sir who serving Heav'n to Heav'n pretend By others mediation reach that end King That obligation Tudor I 'le decline She shall be all her own that must be mine 'T is for her glory she her self should give The greatest gift that I can e're receive If from her will I differ can she hate My being for her int'rest obstinate Tudor offers to speak Go what I told thee Tudor must be done He ne're meets Honour who does danger shun Tudor A Subject must not with his King contend King Subject thou art more thou art my Friend Make haste for I will only stay behind Till I have orders for the Treaty sign'd Exeunt several ways Enter Duke of Burgundy and Charaloys Burg. No Son the Treaty must not so proceed Lest of my help the Queen should have no need That envy'd pow'r which makes me useful here Is the effect not of her Love but fear Whilst things
continue in their present state I can dispose of France and England's Fate The greatest skill that I would wish from Heav'n Is in a War to keep the Scale so even As neither Party ever may prevail But by his help whose hand does hold the Scale Whilst these two mighty Kingdoms disagree I keep in safety my own Burgundie Char. Have you forgot that vow Sir which you made To th' English King when France he did invade That vow is to your Honour still a debt Burg. A States-man all but int'rest may forget And only ought in his own strength to trust 'T is not a States-man Vertue to be just Char. Those words which lately you in Council said Have on my Breast a deep impression made You urg'd that Acts of justice are alone What can preserve or must exalt a Throne Is your own counsel by your self despis'd Burg. I then for others not my self advis'd Reason should still appoint us what to do Char. You 'l find that Reason has Religion too Which is by inter-change of justice shown Doing to all what to your self is done Burg. You measure Reason with a crooked line Char. High Reason to Religion does incline Burg. I Son reason of Cloysters not of State Pow'r seldom is Religious to that height Religion too not Reason is but Faith Char. I fear Sir if such dang'rous ways you chuse Instead of ruling both you both will lose Burg. A harder game then this I twice have plaid And though by fortune I was still betray'd Yet still to greater pow'r I reach'd at length Antaeus-like by falling I got strength Besides De Chastel by much art and pain Has brought the Dauphin back to Court again Who offers if I 'le urge the Queen for War We equally betwixt us two shall share All Armies and all Governments in France And he 'l forget the death of Orleance Charl. O Sir from such an offer'd Friendship flye What only int'rest tyes it will untye And I presume though you restor'd him France He 'le ne're forget the death of Orleance I wish Heav'n sooner may forgive it you Burg. Alas young man if you but truly knew What pow'rful Charms on sweet revenge do wait You would have acted what you think you hate Charl. Beware Sir I beseech you then in time Lest his revenge may seem as sweet to him Burg. These tender thoughts are graceful in a Son I have your int'rest you your duty shown I 'le hear their offers though I them refuse When all is offer'd I the best will chuse Exeunt Enter Dauphin De Chastel De Chast. Sir I believe you now no longer fear That on vain hopes I beg'd your presence here The Queen while you retir'd had by her Arts So rob'd you of your future Subjects hearts That 't was your presence only could restore Them to that duty which they owe to Power Sir Fortune too begins to pay her debts For the Burgundian with your Servant treats And such an Ear to my discourse he lent As makes me more then hope a good event And as a proof he lik'd what I did speak He vow'd he would the English Treaty break Nor is this all the Countess of La Marr To whom your Sister grows particular I have entirely wrought to favour you She told me and th' Intelligence is new That Blamount from the Queen has gain'd free leave Your Sister shall a single audience give To one whom Henry sent with privacy Dauph His Love for her will fatal be to me Unless th' effects of it I soon prevent De Chast. I therefore have obtain'd La Marrs consent That you conceal'd shall in that room remain Where she this messenger will entertain By that concealment you may clearly know The roots of their designs and how they grow Dauph Heav'n for my Mother's faults makes me amends In sending me a Friend who gets me Friends I fear'd my Sisters pride my Mothers hate The English Kings great Love and greater Fate Helpt by the subtle head of Burgundy Might by a fatal Marriage ruine me But this permission thou for me hast got May teach me both to know and break the Plot. When does this Love-Embassadour appear De Chast. They every moment Sir expect him here Dauph Then it is fit I instantly repair To that concealment promis'd by La Marr. Exeunt Enter Queen and Great Constable Queen Yes I have seen the Dauphin but methought Though he has humbler gestures with him brought Shaping his looks to what he gently said Yet old resentments clearly he betray'd But yet perhaps those Charms which Courts attend May to some mildness his fierce nature bend I will apply all that is taught by Art Or wiser Nature to reclaim his heart 'T is fit you know e're you begin to Treat The King of Englands passion is so great For my un-marry'd Daughter that I hear He 'l quit all he does claim to marry her That this is true the Duke does undertake And you great use may of that passion make Const. Madam 't is strange for she was then as fair When offer'd to him to prevent a War Queen He that by rules can judge a Lover's heart Has brought into the world an unknown Art But having heard me you must now be gone Should the Duke know we two had been alone You having both tane solemn leave of me It might in him create a jealousie Exeunt Enter Princess Katherine and King Henry Incognito King Madam when first my King from Tudor heard That you your person to the Queen referr'd He sent me hither humbly to desire You 'd to your eyes be just and to his fire And would believe this right to both is due That he his Fate should only learn from you He 'l but from you receive his destiny Whether you 'l make him live or have him dye Prin. Kath. That answer which by Tudor you have known Is Sir my final resolution Nothing can e're perswade me to forsake Results which duty and my reason make King Let him not be a double Sacrifice You kill'd him with your Words and with your Eyes Heav'n meant that Beauty Natures greatest force Having exceeding pow'r should have remorse Valour and it the world should so enjoy As both might overcome but not destroy Prin. Kath. He who in Fight has all the French o're-thrown Cannot be kill'd by words spoke but by one King Let he who has in France a Conqu'ring pow'r With joy does own you as his Conquerour And that you may not doubt that this is true He is in person come to tell it you The King takes off his Disguise I was Loves Heretick till you I saw In that which Tudor said and Art did draw Now like an Heretick I treated am By Love who has condemn'd me to the flame Your Picture to resist I wanted skill T' oppose th' Original I want the will Believe what of my self is told by me Prin. Kath. The King of England sure it cannot be King Madam by
told King Why with thy King should there such trifling be With Friendship too which sacred is as he Tudor My grief is yet close pris'ner in my Breast Whilst there confin'd 't will only me molest But may disquiet you when got from home Complaints when past relief grow troublesome King That grief does far all other griefs transcend Which greater grows when trusted to a Friend Friendship in noble hearts would never reign If Friendships duty should be Friendships pain For ease of sorrow Friends from Heaven were sent Tudor dispatch and try th' experiment Tudor Why should you press me Sir it will not out King Those fear their Cure who their Physicians doubt Tudor Force me not Sir to tell you what can be No ease to you and yet a rack to me King Tell it I say Tudor I 'le tell it though I dye I am in Love King In Love and so am I. Is this the strangest story e're was known Tudor Pray Heav'n you think not so e're it be done King Proceed Tudor She Sir who does my heart subdue Is by my Friend ador'd with passion too And which is worse his passion he did tell To me e're mine I durst to him reveal And worser yet that Friend does me employ T' assist his Love whilst I my own destroy I lose my Mistress if I condescend To this not doing it I lose my Friend But which is worst of all I 'le not deny He does deserve her so much more then I That should she for my sake make him despair She must be more unjust then she is fair And whilst she does admit of my address The wrong I do destroys my happiness King 'T is difficult What hast thou fixt upon Tudor What I thought just I have already done King Why then is so much time in sorrow spent For what is justly done canst thou repent Tudor In what I did such justice I have shown That I would do 't again were it undone But Sir I cannot yet that grief remove Which springs from Friendship that contests with Love As after storms the Sea does troubled show Though the fierce Winds which mov'd it cease to blow King No wonder griefs wild Sea so high is wrought Since in your Breast Friendship and Love have fought But tell me now thy Friends and Mistress name For whom your self you nobly overcame He who you think deserves much more then you I must conclude deserves my Friendship too Tudor Oh Sir in that your pardon I implore Too much is said force me to say no more King Tudor that man must high in merit be For whom you 'l do more then you 'l trust with me Tudor kneels Tudor Forgive me Sir if more I dare not say Let me in silence mourn my Life away King Rise but no more I thee my Friend will call For he 's no Friend if not a Friend in all In part thou shew'st me what I whole would see A half Friend's worse then a whole Enemy Thy silence by a stricter way I 'le break By thy Allegiance I command thee speak Tudor Oh do not think my Soul is sunk so low That ought can act what Friendship could not do King Thy want of it this passion from me draws Excuse th' effects of which thou art the cause No longer Tudor at this rate contend With him who is thy King and more thy Friend Embraces him Tudor The charming name of Friend will make me speak When even my King could not my silence break You are that Friend whose name I would conceal Who is the Mistress then I need not tell Shee too did this revealment Sir constrain What but my pain could have disclos'd my pain King Oh why so late dost thou this truth avow Tudor I fear too early I have told it now King Thus to have us'd thy Friendship breeds a pain Which nothing can transcend but her disdain Tudor But had I told it sooner Sir to you Could you have then done more then you can now Since all I ask for what you make me say Is but your pardon that I durst obey King My ignorance alone has made me do What Love it self could not have forc'd me to Tudor Though Sir the Charms of Lovers hopes are sweet Yet mine I freely prostrate at your feet King My Rival thus in Love thou shun'st to be Yet thus in honour dost out-rival me I to no Monarch e're that glory gave Much less my Subject shall that glory have If Tudor you would now suppress your flame To shew your Friendship or exalt your fame That act on neither score I will allow For I 'm in both as much concern'd as you So greatly Tudor thou hast done for me As nought can pay it but the same for thee Tudor I cannot Sir imagine your design King To be your Advocate as you were mine And give you leave your passion to pursue And which is more I do command you too Tudor Forgive me if this offer I refuse King Resolve to take it or thy King to lose Tudor Then I 'le embrace it and dispute no more And give me leave a pardon to implore From all the better World who Lovers are From all who shall be so and all that were That I against them did so guilty prove As to consider ought in Love but Love King Tudor this gallantry obliges more Then all thy pleading for me did before But if I ever can attend again That Sov'raign Beauty which does o're us reign I 'le give her then such Characters of thee As shall out-speak what thou hast said of me We then will be each others Advocate And from her sentence each receive his Fate Tudor Though this is more then I could hope yet still That which revives my hopes my hopes does kill For when describing me you please to add All that you think is likely to perswade Even that a surer way will rather prove To shew your Vertue then advance my Love King Fear not you may succeed though drawing you I shall but Copy what for me you drew Tudor Yet those will find who justly ballance things I only Subjects taught but you teach Kings Exeunt THE FIFTH ACT. Enter the King the Duke of Exeter the Duke of Bedford and Tudor King OUR good successes come together still And as the good concur so do the ill I have observ'd it Uncle have not you Fâ—â—t 'T is Sir as worthy notice as 't is true King This seems methinks t' accuse their ignorance Who attribute our great events to chance For though it may when slowly one event Follows another look like accident Yet when together many swiftly joyn It shews a power which rules us by design Whilst we succeed at Land to Heav'n we owe The Triumph of a Naval overthrow Brother your tongue may claim the right alone To tell what Heav'n by your brave hand has done Bedf. But little fame where many Conqu'rours were Could justly fall to any single share When we had sail'd
do I then propos'd we all should flye to you As the securest way to scape his rage And so your Vertue by our trust engage Vertue so known as would her fears controul King Trust is the strongest Bond upon the Soul That sacred Tye has Vertue oft begot It binds where 't is and makes it where 't was not Charl. I said she might to break her Son's design Give you for Bride the Princess Katherine And urge th' Estates t' entail the Crown on you This to your right that to your love is due This done what could resist your Arms and mine As she consider'd how she should incline Clermount came in disguis'd in whose known care Her Wealth and Jewels lay who did declare Her Treasure was surpriz'd by some who said That they the Dauphin in that act obey'd Who would employ that wealth vilely procur'd So as that France should have her peace assur'd King The Dauphin in his rage or want has done What was below him as a Prince or Son Charl. Though she this wrong and loss did calmly bear Yet the high Dictates of Revenge and Fear Made her resolve immediately to do What I with reason first advis'd her to And now at Troy the Queen and Princess are To which the Dauphin will Transport the War A Garrison of mine secures that Town And since 't is mine you know it is your own King 'T is chiefly to your favour I must owe My being blest in Love and Conquest too Charl. 'T were fit Sir that you sent some Troops of Horse The Garrison of Troy to re-inforce King I 'le lead them Sir my self all that are mine In France aae but the Guards of Katherine My Duty else she might in question bring Charl. 'T is spoken like a Lover and a King Blamount I 'le send before that she may know What Honour to her you intend to do Exit Blamount When you to Troy are come it shall appear I will perform more then I promis'd here King You may augment my debt as you think fit But nothing can encrease my sense of it Unless your favour Sir I could incline To make my Brother's joys keep time with mine His Love to Princess Anne wants your consent Charl. She made me in their Loves her confident And in your Brother I shall think her blest King This Sir unites our bloods and interest Bedf. This grant great Prince my happiness secures King It makes my happiness as much as yours Now Tudor if our prosp'rous Stars design That we shall both see beauteous Katherine I will perform all that I promis'd thee And when thy story she has heard from me In which by all her truth I 'le do thee right We then our Supplications will unite That she our Judge will only him prefer Whom she believes is least unworthy her Without regarding in the cause we bring That thou my Subject art or I thy King Tudor In Vertue Sir so much you me out-shine That you all other Motives may decline King Brother 't is fit the Duke with you and I Should on the Princess wait immediately Tudor's Brigade the Princess Guard shall be And with the Army you must follow me Exeunt Enter Queen Princess Katherine Princess Anne Countess La Marr. Queen Our sins make us defenceless and we flye For our protection to our Enemy Thy Laws Oh Heav'n have I offended so That thou hast made my Son my greatest Foe Into the World I have the Monster brought And now no suff'rings can transcend that fault Prin. Kath. Madam you make whilst thus you bear his crime Our grief more just for you then yours for him La Marr. If he should hear you grieve in this excess The triumph of his malice would increase Prin. An. My Duty has th' assault of grief withstood For since his fury shed my Fathers blood That wasted time which you employ to grieve I to design'd revenge more justly give Let all your sorrow in such thoughts expire Queen Grief is the Fuel and Revenge the fire Prin. An. Think then on all the Crimes which he has done And let those thoughts cancel the name of Son Queen Since faln so low from what is great or good I hate his Crimes more then I love his blood Enter Blamount Blam Madam my Duty has provok'd my speed The King and Duke most strictly are agreed And both this night will wait upon you here Queen This happy news suppresses all my fear And makes me hope assisted by their Fate That I shall live to punish what I hate Blam Those Troops now on their March he does design As Guards t' attend the Princess Katherine And therefore would not send but leads them here That his respect and love may both appear Queen We were when to this Monarch we did trust Kind to our selves and to his Vertue just Blamount for his reception straight prepare All that can joy and our respect declare Daughter you must a while retire with me I have some Words which need your privacy Exeunt Enter Constable and Bishop of Arras Arras Our Ecclesiastick States are all agreed This day the Dauphin for his bloody deed Will summon'd be to answer what was done Const. I have the Peers to that conclusion won And those who represent the Commons too Will now not slowly yield to what we do I 'le lose my judgment if he dares appear Arras He loses his and life in coming here This murder has incens'd them to the heighth Const. All hate a Prince who violates his Faith The peoples temper does occasion give T' obey those orders we did now receive I find already that the most incline The King should marry Princess Katherine And on their Issue would the Crown entail Arras The Dauphin's crime will make that King prevail Const. Rather then bow beneath a Murd'rers pow'r Let 's to the Throne advance our Conquerour The Queen and Duke expect it at your hands Arras I never durst obey unjust commands Const. Do you then think that those commands are such Arras If you think so my Lord you wrong me much My judgement by a better guide was led When I our Annals and Records had read For then I doubted that since Charls the Fair Our Kings insensibly Usurpers were The Crown if truth did dictate what I read Belong'd to the Victorious Edward's head Which no prescription from his Line should take I 'le therefore to this change no scruple make But if the Dauphin were the rightful Heir You might of my obedience then despair For Reason's Maxim I must ever own No King can make a forfeit of his Crown Much less can I admit the States Decree Has power to give away this Monarchie Const. My justice shall now I am taught by you Perform what I resolv'd revenge should do My Lord let 's go where all our Friends are met And jointly pay to Heav'n this double debt Exeunt Enter King Princess Katherine Tudor King Madam I have injurious been to him As far
as ignorance could make a crime I did employ him in my suit to you But knew not then that he ador'd you too But I declare which some amends may be That he at least in all things equals me Unless in Title but 't is greater far A Crown to merit then a Crown to wear Can Title in that Ballance e're prevail Where Love is Merit and you hold the Scale I wave whatever may your favour move Except the Title of the highest Love Speak for thy self if I have lessen'd thee Tudor Only my silence Sir should plead for me King Thy love when I employ'd thee was unknown I minded no mans sorrows but mine own Nor where so many shafts were shot in me Could think any before had wounded thee Tudor All Sir that in my cause is said by you At once is for me and against me too Howe're I 'le rather speak then quite despair Since she is just and you my Rival are Yet Sir this diff'rence to my case is due You speak for me but I resign for you Prin. Kath. He who resigns his Love though for his King Does as he is a Lover a low thing But as a Subject a high Crime does do Being at once Subject and Rebel too For whilst to Regal pow'r he does submit He casts off Love a greater pow'r then it Tudor I fear you now are glad of a pretence To punish what you cannot recompence Else could you think Loves pow'r I do not know Because my Love all others does out-go If I by that seem guilty in your Eye Oh happy guilt which raises Love so high For I but shew in what I now have done That I your Int'rest prize above my own Prin. Kath. But justly I admire how you can prove So true to Friendship and so false to Love Since in effect they both are but the same Only the Sex gives them a diff'rent name Tudor You Friendship tax for being too sublime And make its duty ev'n to Love a Crime Prin. Kath. Your King does give you a brave Rivals leave But you seem loth that license to receive Of these which for my wonder is more fit The leave he gave or your not using it Tudor The Giver may such gifts as these esteem I can but by refusing merit them And Madam since 't is evident that you Can never pay what to us both is due Why will you call that act in me a crime By which we both may justice do to him Nor blame me that my Friendship 's debt I paid By thus resigning what I never had Let me my death without reproaches crave Prin. Kath. At once you my disdain and pardon have Tudor But why should you disdain that which to you Obedience shews to him my Duty too Prin. Kath. It is a Duty he will not receive Tudor But you to love you have deny'd me leave Prin. Kath. He who makes love at a true Lovers height Does ne're ask leave but takes it as his right Tudor Have you design'd in what you 'd have me do To make me lose my King and Mistress too In losing of the last I 'm so accurst As you 'l in pity let me keep the first Prin. Kath. I 'de have you Sir in that which I intend Express that you did merit such a Friend I would have had you too to let him see That you were not unworthy to love me But making such an ill Retreat you seem No more to merit bravely me or him What greater thing or meaner could you do Then dare at once to love and quit me too I would have had you like your self appear And not with Friendships name disguise your fear Nor tell him he to your respect does owe That which alone my justice does bestow I would have had you nobly fall by it And not thus meanly uncompell'd submit Tudor Madam with you no longer I 'le contend Since in the way we differ not the end Sir though she thinks my condemnation fit Yet without sighs I to her doom submit For one joys loss another joy secures What loses me her favour merits yours King Whilst Tudor you for me your claim deny I gain the Field and you the Victory Your's is the Nobler mine the happier share I 'm the oblig'd but you th' obliger are Prin. Kath. In leaving me as worthy of your Friend You to the utmost rate my worth commend Whilst with that value I to him am brought You shew a Friendship worthy to be fought Be but my Friend as you to him have been Letting out Love to keep your Friendship in And make forsaken Love contented seem Then I 'le your Friendship Sir like Love esteem Enter Queen Chareloys Duke of Bedford and Princess Anne Queen I 'm come to tell you Sir that we have sign'd All that can France to your protection bind The States have judg'd to banishment my Son And as we promis'd have entayl'd the Crown Charl. And Sir in all their names one from each State Attending both your Thrones shall supplicate That they in publick their Decree may give Which only from their justice you receive Queen That publick form Sir may a little wait Till we our Nuptial Rites shall Celebrate My thoughts are fully to my Daughter known King But from her self would I might know her own Prin. Kath. I of your Love shall too unworthy be When I deny that it has conquer'd me King He who the glory has to conquer you Does without War more then the World subdue Bedf. Heav'n meant not you alone should happy be Behold Sir what it has reserv'd for me Confirm'd by her and by her Brother too Charl. The gift is perfect when allow'd by you King I can but adde the Ceremonial part You had the substance when you had the heart Prin. Ann. I cannot adde to what I gave before Unless in saying I could give no more Queen Crowds of impatient Subjects wait within To see the Nuptials of their King and Queen The Sacred Prelate in the Temple stays And longs to mingle Myrtle with your Bays It were offensive to admit delay She Sir will follow when I lead the way Exeunt Enter the Dauphin Dauph Revenge and pride my reason have betray'd And both have rul'd what both should have obey'd This Duke did with his life his sins resign Which in his blood are written down for mine Revenge of all thy Charms Oh let me find But one t' appease the Tempest of my mind Let none to the success of mischief trust I 'le rather be unhappy then unjust Enter De Chastel hastily De Chast. You cannot your new Levies now employ To storm or to besiege the Queen in Troyé Sir to prevent our courage and her fear The King of England is in person there The Bride 's prepar'd the King and Duke agreed The trembling States have treach'rously decreed During your Fathers life the King shall be Admitted to a boundless Regencie And after his decease their Law declares The Crown shall