vnto that warre I will not leaue S. Paul nor Burgundie Not a bare Pigscoate to shroud them in Heraulde He. My Soueraigne Ed. Go Derauld I to Lewes the French King Denounce sterne warre and tell him I am come To take possession of my Realme of France Defie him boldly from vs be thy voice As fierce as thunder to affright his soule Derauld be gone I say and be thy breath Percing as lightning and thy words as death Her I goe my Liedge resolude to your hie will Exit Ed. Sound Drum I say set forward with our power And France ere long expect a dreadfull hower I will not take the English standard downe Till thou empale my temples with thy Crowne Enter Lewes the French king Burbon and S. Pier with the Heraulde of England K. Lewes Heraulde of England we are pleased to heare What message thou hast brought vs from thy King Prepare thy selfe and be aduisde in speech English Heraulde Right gratious and most Christian king of France I come not to thy presence vnpreparde To doe the message of my Royall Liedge Edward the Fourth of England and of France The lawfull King and Lord of Ireland Whose puissant magnanimious breast incensde Through manifest notorious iniuries Offred by thee King Lewes and thy French Against his title to the crowne of France And right in all these Dukedomes following Aquitaine Aniow Guyen A guilesme Breathes forth by me the Organe of his spéech Hostile defiance to thy realme and thee And trampling now vpon the face of France With barbed horse and valiant armed foote Himselfe the leader of those martiall troupes Bids thée to battell where and when thou darst Except thou make such restitution And yearely tribute on good hostages As may content his iust conceiued wrath And to this message answere I expect Lew. Right peremptorie is this embassage And were my royal Brother of England pleasde To entertaine those kind affections Where with we doe imbrace his amitie Needlesse were all these thunder-threatning words Let heauen where all our thoughts are registred Beare record with what déepe desire of peace We shall subscribe to such conditions As equitie for England shall propound If Edward haue sustained wrong in France Lewes was neuer author of that wrong Yet faultles we will make due recompence We are assurde that his majestike thoughts In his milde spirit did neuer meane these warres Till Charles Burgundie once our fawning friend But now our open foe and Count S. Paul Our subiect once and Constable of France But now a traytor to our Realme and vs Were motiues to incite him vnto Armes Which hauing done will leaue him on my life Her The King my master reckes not Burgundy And scornes S. Paul that trecherous Constable His puissance is sufficient in it selfe To conquer France like his progenitors K. L. He shall not néed to waste by force of warre Where peace shall yéeld him more then he can win We couet peace and we will purchase it At any rate that reason can demaund And it is better England ioyne in league With vs his strong old open enemie Than with those weake new dissembling friends We doe secure vs from our open foes But trust in friends though faithles we repose My Lord S. Piere and cosin Burbon speake What censure you of Burgundy and S. Paul S. Pi. Dread Lord it is wel knowne that Burgundy Made shew of tender seruice to your maiestie Till by the engine of his flatteries He made a breach into your Highnes loue Where entred once and thereof full possess He so abusde that royall excellence By getting footing into many townes Castles and forts belonging to your Crowne That now he holds them gainst your realme you Burb. And Count S. Paul the Constable of France Ambitious in that high authoritie Usurps the lands and Seigneuries of those That are true subiects noble Peeres of France Your boundlesse fauours did him first suborne And now to be your Liegeman he thinks scorne Lew. By this coniecture the vnsteady course Thy royall master vndertakes in France And Herald intimate what seruent zeale We haue to league with Edward and his English Thrée hundred crownes we giue thée for reward And of rich Crimson veluet thirtie yardes In hope thou wilt vnto thy Soueraigne tell We shew thée not one discontented looke Nor render him one misbeholden word But his defiance and his dare to warre We swallow with the supple oyle of peace Which gentle Herald if thou canst procure A thousand crowne shall iustly guerdon thée Her So please it your most sacred Maiestie To send vnto my gracious Soueraigne Equall conditions for the bonds of peace And restitution of his iniuries His temper is not of obdurate malice But swéete relenting princely clemencie Performe your promise of a thousand crownes And second me with some fit messenger And I will vndertake to worke your peace Lew. By the true honour of a Christian King Effect our peace and thou shalt haue our crownes And we will poste a Herald after thee That shall confirme thy speech and our designes Goe Mugeroune see to this Herald giuen The veluet and thrée hundred crownes preposde Farewell good friend remember our request And kindly recommend vs to King Edward Exeunt English Herald and Mugeroune How think you Lords i st not more requisite To make our peace then warre with Englands power Burb. Yes gratious Lord the wounds are bléeding yet That Talbot Bedford and King Henry made Which peace must cure or France shall languish still S. Piere Besides my Liege by these intestine foes The Constable and trecherous Burgundie The States in danger if the English stirré Enter Mugeroune K. Lew. T is perilous and full of doubt my Lords We must haue peace with England euery way Who shall be Herald in these high affayres Bur. No better man then Monsieur Mugeroune Whose wit is sharpe whose eloquence is sound His presence gratious and his courage good A gentleman a scholler and a souldiour A compleate man for such an Embassage Art thou content to be employde Mugeroune In this negotiation to King Edward Mug. If your most sacred Maiestie commaund Your humble vassall Mugeroune shall goe K. Lew. Gramercies Mugeroune but thou must assume A Heralds habit and his office both To pleade our loue and to procure vs peace With English Edward for the good of France Mug. I know the matter and the forme my Lord Giue me my Heralds coate and I am gone K. Lew. Thou art a man composde for businesse Attend on vs for thy instructions And other fit supplies for these affayres And for thy diligence expect reward Exeunt Enter seuerall waies Burgundie and the Constable of France Con. Whither away so fast goes Burgundy Bur. Nay rather whither goes the Constable Con. Why to King Edward man is he not come Meanst thou not like wise to goe visit him Bur. Oh excellent I know that in thy soule Thou knowst that I doe purpose nothing lesse Nay I
receiue him with like maiestie Enter certaine Noblemen and Souldiours with a Drum they march about the stage then enter king Lewis and his traine and meete with King Edward the Kings embrace K. Lewis My princely brother we are grieued much To thinke you haue béen at so great a charge And toyld your royall selfe so farre from home Vpon the vnconstant promise of those men That both dissemble with your Grace and me K. Ed. Brother of France you might condemne vs rightly Not only of great wrong and toyle sustaind But of excéeding folly if incited We had presumde to enter these Dominions Vpon no other reason then the word And weake assistance of the Earle S. Paul Or Burgundies perswasion t is our right That wings the bodie of composed warre And though we listned to their flatteries Yet so we shapte the course of our affayres As of our selfe we might be able found Without the trusting to a broken staffe Lew. I know your maiestie had more discretion But this is not the occasion of our méeting If you be pleasde to entertaine a peace My kingly brother in the sight of these And of the al-discouering eye of heauen Let vs embrace for as my life I sweare I tender England and your happines K. Ed. The like do I by you and warlike France But princely brother ere this knot be knit There are some few conditions to be signde That done I am as readie as your selfe K. Lew. Faire brother let vs heare them what they be K. Ed. Herald repeate the articles Her First it is couenanted that Lewis King of France according to the custome of his predecessors shall doe homage to King Edward King of England as his Soueraigne and true heire to all the Dominions of France Burb. How as his Soueraigne that were to depose And quite bereaue him of his Diademe Will kingly Lewis stoope to such vassallage K. Ed. Burbon and if he will not let him chuse K. Lew. Brother haue patience Burbon seale your lips And interrupt not these high consequents Forward Herald what is else demaunded Her Secondly it is couenanted that Lewis King of France shall pay vnto Edward King of England immediatly vpon the agréement betwixt their Maiesties seauentie fiue thousand crownes of the sunne toward the charge King Edward hath béen at since his arriuall in these parts of France Burb. Mort dieu hée le neither leaue him Crown nor coyne K. Lew. Burbon I say be silent Herald reade on Her Thirdly and lastly it is couenanted that ouer and beside those seauentie fiue thousand crownes of the sunne now presently to be paied Lewis King of France shal yéerely hereafter during the life of Edward King of England pay fiftie thousand crownes more without fraude or guile to bee tendred at his Maiesties Castle commonly called the Tower of London Burb. Nay bind him that he bring his Lordship a couple of Capons too euery yéere beside Here is a peace indéed farre worse then warre K. Ed. Brother of France are you resolude to doe According as you heare the couenants drawne K. Lew. Brother of England mount your royall throne For subiects weale and glorie of my God And to deale iustly with the world beside Knowing your title to be lineall From the great Edward of that name the third Your predecessor thus I doe resigne Giuing my Crowne and Scepter to your hand As an obedient Liegeman to your Grace K Ed. The same doe I deliuer backe againe With as large interest as you had before Now for the other couenants K. Lew. Those my Lord Shall likewise be performde with expedition And euer after as you haue prescribde The yéerely pension shall be truly paid Her Sweare on this booke King Lewis so helpe you God You meane no otherwise then you haue said K. Lew. So helpe me God as I dissemble not K. Ed. And so helpe he me as I entend to kéepe Vnfained league and truce with noble France And kingly brother now to consummate This happie day feast in our royall tent English and French are one so it is meant Exeunt Enter at one dore Burgundie chafing with him Sellinger disguised like a souldiour at another the Constable of France with him Howard in the like disguise Bur. A peace concluded saiest thou i st not so Sel. My Lord I doe assure you it is so Con. And thou affirmst the like say dost thou not How I doe my Lord and that for certaintie Bur. I haue found it now the villaine Constable Hath secretly with Edward thus compact To ioyne our King and him in amitie And thereby doubtlesse got into his hands Such lands and Dukedomes as I aymed at And leaues me disappointed in my hope A plague vpon such craftie cosening aside Now shall I be a marke for them to aime at And that bile slaue to triumph in my toyle Con. T is so for it can be no otherwise Burgundie hath béen priuie to this plot Conspires with Lewis and the English King To saue his owne stake and assure himselfe Of all those Seigneuries I hoped for And thereupon this close peace is contriude Now must the Constable be as a butte For all their bullets to be leueld at Hell and hot vengeance light on Burgundie For this his subtile secret villanie Bur. Well fellow for thy paines take that Leaue me alone for I am much displeasde to Sel. Con. And get thée gone my friend there 's for thy paines to Howard So leaue me to my selfe Sel. Fare ye well Sir I hope I haue pepperd ye How And so I thinke haue I my Constable Exeunt Sellin and How Bur. Now Constable this peace this peace What thinke ye of it man Con. Nay rather what thinks Burgundie Bur. I thinke he that did contriue the same Was little lesse then a dissembling villaine Con. Dog bite thy selfe come on come on Haue not you plaid Iohn for the King To saue your selfe Sir Bur. I art thou good at that Adiew Sir I may chance to hit you pat Exit Con. You may Sir I perhaps may be before ye And for this cunning through the nose to bore ye Exeunt Enter King Edward King Lewis Howard Sellinger and their traine K. Ed. So Sellinger we then perceiue by thée The Duke is passing angrie at our league Sel. I my dread Lord beyond comparison Like a mad dog snatching at euerie one That passeth by shall I but shew you how And act the manner of his tragicke furie K. No stay a while me thought I heard thée say They meant to gréet vs by their messengers Sel. They did my Lord King What and the Constable too How My Soueraigne yes King But how tooke he the newes How Faith euen as discontented as might be But being a more déepe melancholiste And sullenner of temper then the Duke He chawes his malice fumes frothes at mouth Vttering but little more then what we gather By his disturbed lookes and riueld front Sauing that now and then his boyling passion
Lord here 's letters to your Maiestie One from the Duke of Burgundie the other from the Constable K. L. More villany a thousand crowns to nothing K. p. Can there be more then is alreadie broacht We thinkes they haue alreadie done so well As this may scrue to bring them both to hell K. L. No no they are indifferently well loden But yet their fraughte not full sée other ware Other prouision to prepare their waie The verie same my Lord which they pretend In loue to you against my life and crowne The same they vndertake to doe for me Against your safetie vrging if I please That they will ioyne their forces both with mine And in your backe returne to Calice cut the throats Of you and all your soldiers K. Ed. Oh damnable But that I see it figurde in these lines I would haue sworne there had bin nothing left For their pernitious braine to worke vpon K. L. A traitor is like a boldfacde hypocrite That neuer will be brought vnto a nonplus So long as hee hath libertie to speake K. Ed. The way to cure them is to cut them off Call forth their messengers once more to vs How Both of them my Lord K. Ed. Yes both together Wée le sée if they haue grace to blush or no At that their maisters shame now to attempt Enter both the Messengers Con. What is his Maiestie of France so neere And Mounsier Rosse the Earles secretarie I feare some hurt depends vpon his presence M. How comes it that I sée the french King here I and the Lord of Countie too me thinkes Pray God our message be not made a scorne K. E. You told me that you came from earle S. Paul Mes. I did my Lord and therein fabled not K. Ed. You told me too of many kinde indevours Which hee intended for our benefite Mes. No more then hee is willing to performe K. Ed. Know you his hand-writing if you séete Mes. I doe my Lord K. Ed. Is this his hand or not Mes. I cannot say but that it is his hand K. Ed. How comes it then that vnderneath his hand My death is sought when you that are his mouth Tune to our eares a quite contrarie tale The like read you decyphred in this paper Concerning trecherous wauering Burgundie Vnlesse you grant they can deuide themselues And of two shapes become foure substances How is it I should haue their knightly aide And yet by them be vtterly destroide K. L. And I to be protected by their meanes And yet they shall conspire against my life K. Ed. What call you this but vile hypocrisie K. L. Nay pesant-like vnheard of trecherie Con. My Lord vpbraid not me with this offence I do protest I knew of no such letters Nor any other intention of the Duke More then before was vttred in my message Sel. Will you bee halting too before a creeple Do you not remember what they were That first did certifie the Duke of truce Betwixt the renowmed Edward and the French Co. Yes they were two soldiers what of that Sel. Those soldiers were this Gentleman and I Where we did heare the foule mouthde Duke exclaim Against our noble Soueraigne and this Prince And rorde and bellowed like a parish bull And that in hearing both of you and him His words so please my Lord I can repeat As he did speake them at that verie time K. Ed. Well they are messengers for that cause We are content to beare with their amisse But kéepe them safe and let them not returne To carrie tales vnto those counterfeits Vntill you haue them both as fast insnarde To compasse which the better brother of France Fiue thousand of our soldiours here we leaue To be imployde in seruice to that end The rest with vs to England shall returne Exit Enter Chorus Ch. King Edward is returned home to England And Lewes King of France soone afterward Surprized both his subtill enemies Rewarding them with traiterous recompence Now do we draw the curtaine of our Scene To speake of Shoare and his faire wife againe With other matters thereupon depending You must imagine since you saw him last Preparde for trauaile he hath bin abroade And séene the sundrie fashions of the world Vlysses like his countries loue at length Hoping his wiues death and to see his friends Such as did sorrow for his great mishaps Come home is hee but so vnluckily As hée is like to loose his life thereby His and her fortunes shall we now pursue Gracde with your gentle sufferance view Exeunt Enter mistris Shoare with Iockie her man and some attendants more and is met by sir Robert Brackenburie Iane Shoare Haue ye bestowde our small beneuolence On the poore prisoners in the common Gaole Of the white Lion and the Kings bench Iockie Yes forsooth Iane What prisons this Iockie The Marshalsea for sooth Enter sir Robert Brackenburie Bra. Well met faire Ladie in the happiest time And choysest place that my desire could wish Without offence where haue yée béene this way Ia. To take the aire here in Saint Georges field Sir Robert Brackenburie and to visit some Poore patients that cannot visit mee Bra. Are you a physition Iane I a simple one Bra. What disease cure yee Iane Faith none perfectly My physicke doth but mittigate the paine A little while and then it comes againe Bra. Swéet mistris Shoare I vnderstand ye not Iane Maister lieutenant I beléeue you well Iockie Gude faith Sir Robert brobenbellie may maistres spéekes deftly and truly for shee hes beene till see those that cannot come till see her and theyes peatients perforce The prisoners man in the twea prisons And shée hes gynne tham her siller and her géere till bay tham fude. Bra. Gramercies Iockie thou resolust my doubt A comfort ministring kind physition That once a wéeke in her owne person visits The prisoners and the poore in Hospitalles In London or néere London euerie way Whose purse is open to the hungrie soule Whose pittious heart saue many a tall mans life Iane Peace good sir Robert t is not worthy praise Nor yet worth thanks that is of dutie doone For you know well the world doth know too well That all the coales of my poore charitie Cannot consume the scandall of my name What remedie well tell me gentle knight What meant your kinde salute and gentle spéech At our first meeting when you seemde to blesse The time and place of our encounter heere Bra. Ladie there lies here prisonde in the Marshalsea A gentleman of good parents and good discent My deare néere kinsman Captaine Harrie Stranguidge As tall a skilfull Nauigator tride As ere set foote in any ship at sea Whose lucke it was to take a prize of France As hée from Rochell was for London bound For which except his pardon be obtainde By some especiall fauorite of the King Hee and his crew a companie of proper men Are sure to die because t was since the League Iane Let
how now Besse what weepe nay then I le chide you what sodaine newes comes by this messenger Enter a Messenger Mes. My soueraigne Lord the bastard Falconbridge Of late hath stird rebellion in the South Incouraging his forces to deliuer King Henrie late deposde out of the Towre To him the malcontented commons flocke From euerie part of Sussex Kent and Esier His armic waxed twentie thousand strong And as it is supposde by circumstance Meane to take London if not well defended Ed. Well let this Phaeton that is mounted thus Looke he sit surely or by Englands George I le breake his necke this is no new euasion I surely thought that one day I should see That bastard Falcon take his wings to mount Into our Eagle airie me thought I saw Blacke discontent sit euer on his brow And now I see I calculated well Good Cosin Howard and Tom Sellinger This night wée le spend in feast and iollitie With our new Quéene and our beloued mother To morrow you shall haue commission To raise vp power against this haughtie rebell Sirra depart not till you know our pleasure You shall conuey vs letters backe to London Unto the Maior Recorder and our friends Is supper readie come by my bonnie Besse Welcome mother we are all your guests Exeunt Enter Falconbridge with his troupes marching Spicing Smoake Chub and others Fal. Hold drumme 1. Spi. Hold drumme and be hangde 2. Smoke Hold drumme hold peace then ho silence to the 3 proclamation 1. Spi. You lie you rogue t is to the Oration Chub. Nay then you all lie it is to the coblication Fal. True hearted English and our valiant friends all Do braue generall ifaith Spi. Peace there you rogues or I will split your chaps Fal. De are countrimen I publikely proclaime If any wronged discontented English Toucht with true faeling of King Hennes wrongs Henrie the firt the lawfull King of England Who by that tyrant Edward the vsurper Is held a wretched prisoner in the Lowre If any man that faine would be enfranchisde From the sad yoake of Yorkish seruitude Under which we toile like naked Gallislaues Know he that Thomas Neuill the Lord Falconbridge all I a Falconbridge a falconbridge Spi. Peace ye clamorous rogues on General on with poor Oration peace there Fal. Pitying King Henries poore destressed case Armde with his title and a subiects zeale Takes vp iust armes against the house of Yorks And do proclaime our ancient libertie all Libertie libertie libertie generall libertie Fal. We do not rise like Tiler Cade and Straw Blewbeard other of that rascall route Bascly like Linkers or such muddle slaues For mending measures or the price of corne Or for some common in the wild of Kent That 's by some gréedie Cormorant inclosde But in the true and ancient lawfull right Of the redoubted house of Lancaster Our bloud is noble by our birth a Neuill And by our lawfull line Lord Falconbridge Whos 's here that 's of so dull a leaden temper That is not fired with a Neuils name All A Neuill a Neuill a Neuill Fa. Our quarrell like our selfe is honourable The law our warrant Smoke I I the law is on our side Chub. I the law is in our own hands Spi. Peace you rogues Fal. And more a blessing by the word proposde To those that aide a true annointed King Courage braue spirits and crie a Falconbridge All A Falconbridge a Falconbridge Fal. We will be masters of the mint our selues And set our owne stampe on the golden coyne Wée le shooe our neighing coursers with no worse Then the purest sliuer that is sold in Cheape At Leaden hall wee le sell pearles by the pecke As now the mealemen vse to sell their meale In Westminster wée le kéep a solemne court And build it bigger to receiue our men Crie Falconbridge my hearts libertie All Falconbridge and libertie c. Smoke Peace ye slaues or I will smoke ye else Chub. Peace ye slaues or I will chub your chappes but indeede thou maist well smoke them because thy name is Smoke Smoke Why sirra I hope Smoke the Smith of Chepsted is as good a man as Chub the Chandler of Sandwich Spicing Peace ye rogues what are you quarrelling and now list to Captaine Spicing You know Cheapeside there are the Mercers shops Where we will measure veluet by the pikes And Silkes and Sattens by the streetes whole bredth Wee le take the Tankards from the Conduit cockes To fill with Ipacras and drinke carowse Where chaines of gold and plate shall be as plentie As wodden dishes in the wild of Kent Smoake Oh brauely said Ned Spicing the honestest Lad that euer punde spice in a mortar now speakes Captaine Smoke Looke Lads for from this hil ye may discerne The louely towne which we are marching to That same is London Lads ye looke vpon Raunge all arow my hearts and stand at gaze As doe the heards of Déere at some strange sight Or as a troupe of hungrie trauellers That fire their eies vpon a furmenty'd feast Looke how the Towre doth tice vs to come on To take out Henry the sixt there prisoner See how S. Katherines smokes wipe slaues your eies And whet your stomackes for the good mault pies Chub. Why then belike I am no bodie roome and auoydance for now speakes Captaine Chub No sooner in London will we be But the Bakers for you the Brewers for me Birchin lane shall sute vs the Costermongers fruite vs The Poulters send vs in sowle And Butchers meat without controule And euer when we sup or dine The Vintners freely bring vs in wine If any bodie aske who shall pay Cut off his head and send him away This is Captaine Chubs law whosoeuer say nay Fal. Brauely resolude so march we forward all And boldly say good lucke shall vs befall Exeunt Enter the Lord Maior M. Shoare M. Iosseline in their veluet coates and gorgets and leading staues Ma. This is well done thus should good Cittizens Fashion themselues as well for warre as peace Haue yee commanded that in euerie streete They hang forth lights as soone as night comes one Say Colin Shoare that was referd to you Shoare 〈◊〉 haue my Lord besides from euerie hall There is at least two hundred men in armes Ma. It cheares my heart to heare this readines Let neuer rebels put true Subiects downe Come when they will their welcome shall be such As they had better kept them further off But where is M. Recorder his aduise Must not be wanting in these high affaires Sho. About an houre agoe and somewhat more I left him fortifying the bridge my Lord Which done he purposed to méete you here Ma. A discreet paineful Gentleman he is And we must all of vs be so inclinde If we entend to haue the Citie safe Or looke for thanks and credit with the King I tell ye maisters aged though I be I for my part will to no bed this night Ioss. Why is it thought the
Bastard is so neare Ma. How meane ye M. Iosseline by neare He neither comes from Italy nor Spaine But out of Kent and Essex which you know Are both so neare as nearer cannot be Ioss. Nay by your patience good my Lord a word Simple though I am yet I must confesse A mischiefe further off would and so forth You know my meaning things not seene before Are and so forth yet in good sadnes I would that all were well and perchance It may be so what were it not for hope The heart and so forth but to the matter You meane and purpose I I am sure ye doe Ma. Well M. Iosseline we are sure ye mean well Although somewhat defectiue in your vtterance Ios. I I my Lord Maior I am you know Willing readie so forth tut tut for me ha ha My Manston is at Ham and thence you know I come to helpe you in this néedfull time When rebels are so busie and so forth What masters age must neuer be despisde You shall find me my Lord still and so forth Enter Vrswicke the Recorder Sho. My Lord now here comes M. Recorder Re. Good euen my good Lord Maior the stréets are chainde The bridge well manned euerie place preparde Shall we now go together and consult What else there is to be determinde of Ma. Your comming M. Recorder was the thing We all desired therefore let vs consult And now what say ye if with halfe our power Wee issue forth and giue the rebels fight Recor. Before they do prouoke vs nearer hand There were no way to that if all be pleasde What 's your opinion M. Iosseline Ios. Good sooth my L. Maior and M. Recorder You may take your choice but in my conceit Issue if you will or else stay if you will A man can neuer be too warie and so forth Yet as to issue will not be the worst Euen so to tarrie wel you may thinke more on 't But all is one we shall be sure to fight And you are wise enough to sée your time I I a Gods name Rec. My Lord accept his meaning better then his counsell Ma. I so we do or else we were to blame What if we stoppe the passage of the Thames With such prouision as we haue of shippes Recor. Its doubtfull yet my Lord whether the rebels Purpose that way to séeke our detriment Rather me séemeth they will come by land And either make assault at London bridge Or else at Algate both which enterances Were good they should be strongly fortified Ios. Well said master Recorder you do I I I warrant Recor. As for the other the whole companies Of Mercers Grocers Drapers and the rest Are drawne together for their best defence Beside the Towre a neighbour to that place As on the one side it will cléere the riuer So on the other with their ordenance It may repulse and beate them from the gate Ma. What noyse is this prouide ye sodainely A noyse within And euerie man betake him to his charge Enter a Messenger Sho. Soft who is this how now my friend what newes Mes. My master the Lieutenant of the Towre giues ye to vnderstand he hath descride the armie of the rebels Recor. Which may come they Mes. From Essexward and therefore t is his mind You guarde both Algate wel and Bishopsgate Ma. Saint George away and let vs all resolue Either to vanquish this rebellious rout Preserue our goods our children and our wiues Or seale our resolution with our liues Exeunt Enter Falconbridge Spicing with his troupes Fal. Summon the Citie and commaund our entrance Which if we shall be stubbornly denide Our power shal rush like thunder through the walles Spi. Open your gates slaues when I commaund ye Spicing beates on the gates and then enters the Lord Maior and his associates with prentises Ma What 's he that beates thus at the Cittie gates Commaunding entrance as he were a King Fa. He that will haue releasement for a King I Thomas Neuell the Lord Falconbridge Spi Ha sirra you clapper â—che bolt Or I le bolt you if I get in stand you preaching with a pore Ma. We haue no warrant I ho Falconbridge To let your armed troupes into our Citie Considering you haue taken vp these armes Against our soueraigne and our countries peace Fal. I tell thee Mawr and know he tels thée so That commeth armed in a Kings defence That I craue entrance in Kings Henries name In right of the true line of Lancaster Me thinks that word spoke from a Nevils mouth Should like an earthquake rend your chained gates And teare in péeces your portculleises I thunder it againe into you eares You stout and braue couragious Londoners In Henries name I craue my entrance in R. Should Henries name commaund thee entrance here We should denie alleageance unto Edward Whose true and faithfull subiects we are sworne And in whose presence is our sword vp borne Fal. I tell thee traitor then thou bearst thy sword Against thy true vndoubted King Sho. Nay then I tell thee bastard Falconbridge My Lord Maior beares his sword in his defence That put the sword into the armes of London Made the Lord Maiors for euer after Knights Richard deposde Henrie Bollingbrooke From whom the house of Yorke doth claime their right Fal. What 's he that answeres vs thus saucilie Smo. Sirra your name that we may know ye hereafter Sho. My name is Shoare a Goldsmith by my trade Fal. What not that Shoare that hath the daintie wife Shoares wife the flowre of London for her beautie Sho. Yes rebell euen the verie same Spi. Runne rascall and fetch thy wife to our Generall presently or else all the Gold in Cheapside cannot ransome her wilt thou not stirre when I bid thee Fal. Shoare listen me thy wise is mine that 's flat This night in thine owne house shée sleepes with mee Now Crosebie Lord Maior shall we enter in Ma. Crosebie the Lord Maior tels thée proud rebell no Fal. No Croseby shall I not then doating Lord I cramme the name of rebell down thy throat There 's not the poorest rascall of my campe But if he chance to meete thee in Cheapside Upon thy footcloath he shall make thee light And hold his stirrop while he mount thy horse Then lackie him which way he please to goe Crosebie I le make the Citizens be glad To send thee and the Aldermen thy brethren All manicled and chainde like Gally slaues To ransome them and to redéeme the Citie M. Nay then proud rebel pause heare me speak There 's not the poorest and meanest Citizen That is a faithfull subiect to the King But in despight of thy rebellious route Shall walke to Bowe a small wand in his hand Although thou lie encamped at Mileend Greene And not the proudest rebell of you all Shall dare to touch him for his damned soule Come we will pull vp our portculleises And let me see thee enter if thou dare Fal.
There is no hope for anie one to liue We heare the Londoners will leaue the Citie And bid vs battaile here on Mileend Greene Whom if we vanquish then we take the towne And ride in triumph thorow Cheape to Paules The Mint is ours Cheap Lumbard stréet our owne The meanest souldier wealthier then a king Spi. March faire ye rogues all kings or capknitters dost thou heare Tom Falconbridge I pre thee grant me one boone I shall aske thee Fa. What is it Ned it s hard I should denie thee Spi. Why that when we haue woune the Crie as we cannot chuse but winne it that I may haue the knighting of all these rogues and rascalles Fal. What then Spi. What then Zounds I scorne your scuruie way mouthed what then now a pore take me it I fight a blow Fal. Why this is fine go to knight whom thou wilt Spi. Who I knight any of them I le sée them hangde first for a companie of tattred ragged rascailes if I were a king I would not knight one of them Chub. What not mee Caualero Chub Spi. Yes I care not if I knight thee and yet I le see thee hangd ere I le honour thee so much I care not so much for the matter but I would not be denide my humour Fal. Why what a peruerse fellow art thou Ned Spi. Ho my fine Tom my braue Falconbridge my mad Greeke my lustie Neuill thou art a king a Cesar a plague on thee I loue thee not and yet I le die with thee Enter the Lord Maior Recorder Iosseline Shoare and their Souldiours marching Maior See how rebellion can exalt it selfe Pruning the feathers of sicke discipline Recer. They thinke they can outlooke our truer lookes Sho. Marke but the scornefull eie of Falconbridge Ma. I rather thinke t is feare vpon his cheeke Decyphers pale disturbance in his heart Ios. Our comming forth hath well I say no more But shall we take occasion and so forth Rebellion should haue no respite oh my Lord The time hath bene but all is one for that Spi. How like a troupe of ranke oreridden iades You huâ—se bearded Citizens appeare Chub. Nay rather so many men in the Moone And euerie one a forzen bush in his mouth Spi. The foure and twentie wards now faire befall them Would anie one haue thought before this houre There had béene such increase of muddie slaues Spi. Peace soldiours they are resolute you sée And not to flatter vs nor fauour them Such haughtie stoâ—hs seldome haue béene séene Imbodied in the breasts of Cittizens How sternly in their owne peculiar strength Without the assistance of their lingring king Did they of late repulse vs from their walles And now againe how expeditiously And vnexpected they haue met vs here Were we more deadly incensed then we are I would not but commend their chiualrie Spi. Captaine shall we go challenge them to fight Sbloud we burne daylight thei le thinke anon We are afraid to sée their glittering swords Ch. Tell them they come in stéed of pudding pies And Stratford cakes to makes a banquet here Fal. Soft giue me leaue I will deuise with words To weaken and abash their fortitude Re. The bastard offers to come forth my Lord Ma. I am the man intend to answere him Fa. Crosbie Ma. Traytor all Traitour zounds downe with him Fa. Be patient giue me leaue I say to speake I doubt not but the traitors name shall rest With those that keeps their lawfull K. in bonds Meane time ye men of London once againe Behold my warlike colours are displaide Which I haue vowd shal neuer be wrapt vp Untill your loftie buildings kisse our féet Unles you grant me passage through your stréets Re. Passage saist thou that must be ore our breasts If any passage thou art like to haue Fa. Why then vpon your bodies will I tread And wade through standing pooles of your lost bloud Sh. We know thy threats and reckon them as wind Not of suffecient powre to shake a reede Spi. But we shooke your gates not long agoe And made your walles to shake like yrish bogges Chub. I and so terrified ye that not one of ye darst come to fetch a pinte of sacke at the mouth at Bishopsgate no not for your lines Ios. I but you know what followed and so forth Spi. Etcetera are you there mee thinks the sight of the dun Bull the Neuels honored crest should make you leaue your broken sentences and quite forget euer to speake at all Sho. Nay then looke thou vpon our Citties armes Wherein is a bloudie dagger that is it Where with a rebell like to Falconbridge Had his desert meete for his trecherie Can you behold that and not quake for feare Re. Since when it is successfuely decreed Traitors with vs shall neuer better speede Spi. Captaine and fellow soldiers talke no more But draw your meaning forth in down right blows Falcon. Sound then alarum Maior Do the like for vs and where the right is there attend successe Ios. Stay and be better aduisde why countrimen What is this Falconbridge you follow so I could instruct you but you know my mind And Falconbridge what are these rusticalles Thou shouldst repose such confidense in glasse Shal I informe thee no thou art wise inough Edward of Yorke delaies the time you say Therefore hée will not come imagine so The Cittie 's weake hold that opinion still And your pretence King Henries libertie True but as how shall I declare you no What theÌ„ you le fight a gods name take your choise I canno more but giue you mine aduise Fal. Away with this parentheses of words Crosbie courage thy men and on this greene Whose cause is right let it be quickly séene Maior I am as readie as thou canst desire On then a Gods name They fight the rebels driue them backe then Enter Falconbridge and Spicing Fal. This was well fought now Spicing list to me The Cittizens thus hauing giuen vs ground And therefore somewhat daunted take a band Of Essex souldiours and with all the spéede Thou possibly canst make withdraw thy selfe And get between the Cittie gates and them Spi. Oh braue Tom Neuill gallant Falconbridge Ayme at thy intended pollicie This is thy meaning while thou art imploide And holdst them battaile here on Mileend Greene I must prouide as harbenger before There be not onely cleere and open passage But the best marchants houses to receiue Vs and our retinew I am proud of that And will not sléepe vpon thy iust commaund Fal. Away then I will follow as I may And doubt not but that ours will be the day After some excursions enter Lord Maior and Master Shoare Ma. We haue recouered what before we lost And heauen stands with the iustice of our cause But this I noted in the fight euen now That part of this rebellious crew is sent By what direction or for what intent I cannot ghesse but may suspect the worst And as it séemes they compasse
that letter sirra drinke you that giues his purse and stay not but poste backe againe for life and thanke my brother Gloster for his newes commende me to him I le see him to morrow night How like yée it sirs Exit Messenger Sel. O passing well my Liege you may be merrie for these happie newes King The merrier with our host the Tanner Tom My Lord take you that letter to the Ladies Bidde them be merrie with that second course And if wee see them not before wee goe Pray them to iourney easily after vs Wée le post to London so good night my Lord Exeunt Enter Hobs and his daughter Nell Hobs. Come Nell come daughter is your hands and your face washed Nell I forsooth Father Hob. Yee must bee cleanely I tell yee for there comes a Courtnole hither to night the kings master ships Butler Ned a spruce youth but beware ye be not in loue nor ouertaken by him for Courtiers be slipperie lads Nell No forsooth father Hobs. Gods blessing on thee that halfe yéeres schooling at Liechfield was better to thee then house and land it has put such manners into thee I forsooth and no forsooth at euerie word yee haue a cleane smocke on I like your apparrel well is supper readie Nell I forsooth father Hobs. Haue wee a good barley bagpudding a péece of fat Bacon a good cow heele a hard cheese and a browne loafe Nell All this forsooth and more yee shall haue a posset but indeed the rats haue spoyled your hard cheese Hobs. Now the diuell choake them so they haue eate mee a farthing candle the other night Dudgeon within What maister maister Hobs. How now knaue what faist thou Dudgeon Dud. Here 's guests come where 's Hellen Hobs. What guests be they Dud. A courtnole one Ned the kings Butcher he sayes and his friends too Hobs. Ned the kings butcher ha ha the kings butler take their horses and walke them and bid them come neare house Nell lay the cloth and clap supper o th boord Exit Nell Enter King Edward and Sellenger Mas here 's Ned indeed and another misproud ruffian Welcome Ned I like thy honestie thou keepest promise K. Ed. I faith honest Tanner I le euer keep promise with thée pre thee bid my friend welcome Hobs. By my troth ye are both welcome to Tamwoorth friend I know not your name Sel. My name is Tom Twist Hobs. Beleeue ye that list but ye are welcome both and I like you both well but for one thing Sel. What 's that Hobs. Nay that I keepe to my selfe for I sigh to see and thinke that pride brings many one to extraction King Pre thee tell vs thy meaning Hobs. Troth I doubt ye nere came truly by all these gay ragges T is not your bare wages and thinne fees yee haue of the King can keepe ye thus fine but eyther yee must rob the King priuily or his subiectes openly to maintaine your probicallitie Sel. Thinkest thou so Tanner Hobs. T is no matter what I thinke come le ts go to supper What Nell what Dudgeon where be these folkes Enter Nell and Dudgeon with a Table couered Daughter bid my friends welcome Nell Ye are welcome Gentlemen as I may say Sell. I thanke yee faire maid kisse her both King A prettie wench be my faye Hobs. How likest her Ned King I like her so well I would yee would make mée your sonne in law Hobs. And I like thée so well Ned that hadst thou an occupation for seruice is no heritage a young courtier an olde begger I could finde in my heart to cast her away vpon thée and if thou wilt forsake the court and turne Tanner or vind thy selfe to a shoomaker in Liechfield I le giue thee twentie nobles readie money with my Nell and trust thée with a dicker of leather to set vp thy trade Sel. Ned he offers ye faire if ye haue the grace to take it King He does indeed Tom and hereafter I le tell him more Hob. Come sit downe to supper go to Nell no more sheeps eies ye may be caught I tell ye these be licorish lads Nell I warrant ye father yet in truth Ned is a very proper man and tother may serue but Ned 's a pearle in mine eye Hob. Daughter cal Dudgeon and his fellowes wee le haue a thrée men song to make our guests merrie Exit Nell Nailes what courtnoles are yee yée le neither talke nor eate What newes at the court do somewhat for your meat King Heauie newes there King Henrie is dead H. That 's light newes merie for your master king Edward King But how will the commons take it Hob. Well God be with good King Henrie faith the commons will take it as a common thing deaths an honest man for he spares not the King for as one comes anothers tane away and seldome comes the better that 's all we say Sellin. Shrewdly spoken Tanner by my faye Hob. Come fill me a cup of mother Whetstones ale I may drinke to my friendes and driue downe my tale Here Ned and Tom I drinke to ye and yet if I come to the court I doubt you le not know me Kin. Yes Tom shal be thy suretie Tanner I wil know thée Sel. If thou dost not Ned by my troth I beshrew thee King I drinke to my wife that may be Sel. Faith Ned thou maist liue to make her a Ladie King Tush her father offers nothing hauing no more children but her Hob. I would I had not condition she had all But I haue a knaue to my son I remember him by you euen such an â—thrist as one of you two that spends all on gay cloathes and new fashions and no work wil downe with him that I feare hée le be hangd God blesse you from a better fortune yet you weare such filthie bréeks Lord were not this a good fashion yes and would saue many a faire penie King Let that passe and let vs heare your song Hob. Agréed agréed come sol sol sol fa fa fa say Dudgeon Here they sing the threemans Song Agencourt Agencourt know ye not Agencourt Where the English slew and hurt all the French foemen With our Gunnes and billes browne O the French were beaten downe Morrys pikes and bowmen c. Sel. Well sung good fellowes I would the King heard yee Hob. So should I faith I shoulde straine a noate for him Come take away and le ts to bed yee shall haue cleane sheets Ned but they be course good strong hempe of my daughters owne spinning and I tell thee your Chamber pot must be a faire horne a badge of our occupation for we buy no bending peauter nor bending earth King No matter Hobs wee will not go to bed Hobs. What then King Euen what thou wilt for it is neere day Tanner Gramercies for our heartie cheere If ere it be thy chance to come to court Enquire for mee Ned the Kings butler Or Tom of the Kings chamber
knew which were the best of twain Which for I do not I am sicke with paine Enter her Boy How now sir boy what is the newes with you Boy The Gentleman forsooth the other day That would haue bought the iewell at our stall Is here to speake with yee Iane Oh God it is the King Good mistresse Blague withdraw ye from this place Oh come anon so soone as he is gone And sirra get you to the shop againe Exit Boy M. Bla. Now mistris Shoare bethink ye what to do Such suters come not euerie day to wooe Mistris Blague departs and the king enters in his former disguise K. Thou maist conuict me beauties pride of boldnes That I intrude like an vnbidden guest But loue being guide my fault will séem the lesse Ia. Most welcome to your subiects homely roofe The foote my Soueraigne seldome doth offend Vnlesse the heart some other hurt intend King The most thou seest is hurt vnto my selfe How for thy sake is maiestie disroabde Riches made poore and dignitie brought low Onely that thou mightst our affection know Iane The more the pittie that within the skie The sunne that should all other vapours drie And guide the world with his most glorious light Is muffled vp himselfe in wilfull night K. The want of thée faire Cinthia is the cause Spread thou thy siluer-brightnesse in the aire And strait the gladsome morning will appeare Iane I may not wander he that guides my carre Is an immooued constant fixed starre Ki. But I will giue that starre a comets name And shield both thée and him from further blame Iane How if the host of heauen at this abuse Kepine who can the prodigie excuse K. It lies within the compasse of my powre To dim their enuious eies dare séeme to lowre But leauing this our Enigmatike talke Thou must sweet Iane repaire vnto the Court His tongue intreats controls the greatest péere His hand plights loue a royall scepter holds And in his heart bee hath confirmde thy good Which may not must not shal not be withstood Iane If you enforce me I haue nought to say But wish I had not liude to see this day K. Blame not the time thou shalt haue cause to soy Iane in the euening I will send for thee And thou and thine shall bee aduancde by mee In signe whereof receiue this true-loue kisse Nothing il meant there can be no amisse Exit Iane Well I will in and ere the time beginne Learne how to be repentant for my sinne Exit Enter Lord Maior maister Shoare and Fraunces Emersley Maior But Cosin Shoare are yee assurde it was the King you saw in such disguise Sho. Do I know you the vncle to my wife know I Franke Emersley her brother here so surely doe I know that counterfeit to bee King Fran. Well admit all this And that his Maiestie in such disguise please to suruey the maner of our City or what occasion else may like himselfe Mee thinks you haue small reason brother Shoare to be displeasde thereat Ma. Oh I haue sound him now Because my Niece his wife is beautifull And well reputed for her vertuous parts He in his fond conceit misdoubts the King Doth doate on her in his affection I know not Cosin how she way be changde By any cause in you procuring it From the faire cariage of her wonted course But well I wot I haue oft heard you say Shee merited no scruple of mislike If now some gyddie fancie in your braine Make you conceiue sinisterly of her And with a person of such difference I tell you Cosin more for her respect Then to sooth you in such sottishnes I would reucale yée open to the world And let your folly iustly plague your selfe Sho. Vnckle you are too forward in your rage And much mistake me in this suddennes Your Nieces reputation haue I prizde And shrined as deuoutly in my soule As you or any that it can concerne Nor when I tell you that it is the King Comes muffled like a common Seruingman Doe I inferre thereby my wife is false Or swerues one iot from wonted modestie Though in my shop shée sit more to respect Her seruants dutie then for any skill Shee doth or can pretend in what we trade Is it not strange that euer when he comes It is to her and will not deale with me Ah Vncle Franke nay would all her kin Were here to censure of my cause aright Though I misdeeme not her yet giue me leaue To doubt what his slie walking may entend And let me tell yée hee that is possest Of such a beautie feares vndermining guests Especially a mightie one like him Whose greatnes may guilde ouer vgly sinne But say his comming is not to my wife Then hath he some slie ayming at my life By false compounded mettals or light gold Or else some other trifle to be sold When kings themselues so narrowly do prie Into the world men feare and why not I Fran. Beléeue my brother in this doubtful case I know not well how I should answere yee I wonder in this serious busie time Of this great gathered beneuolence For his regaining of his right in France The day and nightly turmoile of his Lords Yea of the whole estate in generall He can be spared from these great affaires And wander here disguised in this sort But is not this your boy Enter the Boy Sho. Yes marie is it how now what newes with thée Boy Maister my mistresse by a Nobleman Is sent for to the King in a close Coach Shée s gon with him these are the newes I bring Ma. How my niece sent for to the King By a Nobleman and she is gone with him Nay then I like it not Fran. How gone saist thou S. Be patient Vnckle storme not gentle Franke The wrong is mine by whom a king To talke of such it is no common thing She is gone thou saist Boy Yes truely sir t is so Sho. I cannot helpe it a Gods name let her goe You cannot helpe it Vnckle no nor you Where kings are medlers meaner men must rue I storme against it no farewell lane Shoare Once thou wast mine but must be so no more Maior Gone to the Court Exit Maior Sho. Yet vnckle will ye rage Let mine example your high heat asswage To note offences in a mightie man It is inough amend it he that can Franke Emersley my wife thy sister was Lands goods and all I haue to thée I passe Saue that poore portion must along with me To beare me from this badge of obloquie It neuer shall be said that Mathew Shoare A Kings dishonour in his bonnet wore Fran. Good brother Sh. Striue not to change me for I am resolud And will not tarrie England fare thou well And Edward for requiting me so well But dare I speake of him forbeare forbeare Come Franke I will surrender all to thee And then abroad where ere my fortune be Exeunt Enter king Edward Howard
name hang me with my sonne And here 's another as honest as your selfe you made me call him plaine Tom I warrant his name is Thomas and some man of worship too therfore le ts to it euen when and where ye will King Tanner attend not onely doo we pardon thee But in all princely kindnesse welcome thee And thy sonnes trespasse doe we pardon too Ore goe and sée that forthwith it bee drawne Vnder our seale of England as it ought And fortie pounds wée giue thée to defray Thy charges in thy comming vp to London Now Tanner what saist thou to vs Hobs. Marrie you speake like an honest man if you meane as you say King Wee meane it Tanner on our royall word Now maister of S. Katherines what would you M. My gracious Lord the great beneuolence Though small to that your subiects could afford Of poore S. Katherines do I bring your grace Fiue hundred pounds here haue they sent by me For the easier portage all in Angell gold What this good widow mistris Norton will She comes her selfe and brings her gift with her Wid. Pardon me gratious Lord presumption Nor ouer waening in mine owne conceit Makes me thus bold to come before your Grace But loue and dutie to your maiestie And great desire to sée my Lord the King Our maister here spake of beneuolence And said my twentie Nobles was inough I thought not so but at your Highnes féete A widowes mite a token of her zeale In humble dutie giues you twentie pound Ki. Now by my crowne a gallant Iustie Girle Of all the exhibition yet bestowed This womans liberalitie likes me best Is thy name Norton Wid. I my gracious Liedge King How long hast thou béene a Widow Wid. It is my Lord Since I did burie Wilkin my goodman At Shrouetide next euen iust a dozen yeares K. In al which space couldst thou not find a man On whom thou mightst bestow thy selfe againe Wid. Not any like my Wilkin whose deare loue I know is matchlesse in respect of whom I thinke not any worthie of a kisse K. No widow that I le trie how like you this He kisseth her VVid. Beshrew my heart it was a honnie kisse Able to make an aged woman young And for the same most swéet and louely Prince See what the widow giues you from her store Fortie olde Angels but for one kisse more K. Marie Widow and thou shalt haue it Iohn Hobs thou art a widower Lackst thou such a wife Hobs. Snailes twentie pound a kisse had shee as many twentie pound bags as I haue knobs of barke in my tansat shee might kisse them away in a quarter of a yeare I le no Saint Katherines widowes if kisses be so deare Widow Clubs and clouted shooes there 's none enamourd here King Lord Maior we thanke you and entreat withall To recommend vs to our Cittizens We must for France we bid you all farewell Come Tanner thou shalt with vs to Court To marrow you shal dine with my Lord Maior And after ward set homeward when ye please God and our right that onely fights for vs Adiew pray that our toyle proue prosperous Exeunt FINIS THE SECOND PART of King Edward the Fourth Containing his iourney into France for obtaining of his right there The trecherous falshood of the Duke of Burgundie and the Constable of France vsed against him and his returne home againe Likewise the prosecution of the historie of M. Shoare and his faire wife Concluding with the lamentable death of them both Enter king Edward Howard Sellinger and Soldiers marching Edward IS this the aide our Cosin Burgundie And the great Constable of France assured vs Haue we marched thus farre through the heart of France And with the terror of our English Drums kourde the poore trembling French which leaue their towns That now the Wolues affrighted from the fields Do get their pray and kennell in their stréets Our thundring Canons now this fortnight space Like common Bell-men in some market towne Haue cried the Constable and Burgundie But yet I see they come not to our aide Wée le bring them in or by the blessed light Wée le search the Ground-stilles of their Cittis walles Since you haue brought me hither I will make The proudest Tower that stands in France to quake I maruaile Scales returnes not for by him I doe respect to heare their resolutions Enter the Lord Scales How My Soueraigne he is happily returnde Ed. Welcome my Lord welcome good Cosin Scales What newes from Burgundie what is his answer What comes he to our succour as he promised Scal. Not by his good wil for ought that I can see He lingers still in his long siedge at Nuse I vrgde his promise and your expectation Euen to the force and compasse of my spirit I chéerde my firme perswasions with your hopes And gylded them with my best Oratorie I framde my spéech still fitly as I sound The temper of his humor to be wrought vpon But still I found him earthly vnresolude Muddie and me thought euer through his eies I saw his wauering and vnsetled spirit And to be short subtile and trecherous And one that doth entend no good to you And he will come and yet he wanteth power He would faine come but may not leaue the siege He hopes he shall but yet he knowes not when He purposed but some unpediments Haue hindred his determined intent Briefly I thinke he will not come at all Ed. But is he like to take the towne of Nuse Sca. My Lord the towne is liker to take him That if he chance to come to you at all Ti 's but for succour Ed. But what saies Count Saint Paul Scales My Lord he lies and reuelles at S. Quintins And laughs at Edwards comming into France There Dominering with his drunken crue Make Jigges of vs and in their slauering iests Tell how like rogues we lie here in the field Then comes a slaue one of those drunken sots In with a Tauerne reckoning for a supplication Disguised with a cushion on his head A Drawers Apron for a Heralds Coate And tels the Count the King of England craues One of his worthie honors Dog-kennels To be his lodging for a day or two With some such other Tauerne foolerie With that this filthie rascall greasie rout Brast out in laughter at this worthie iest Neighing like horses thus the Count Saint Paul Regardes his promise to your maiestie Ed. Wil no man thrust the slaue into a sackbut Scl. Now by this light were I but néere the slaue with a black Jacke I would beat out his braines Ho. If it please your highnes but to say the word Wée le plucke him out of Quintins by the eares Ed. No cosin Howard wée le reserue our valour For better purpose since they both refuse vs Our selues will be vnriualde in our honour Now our first cast my Lord is at maine France Whilst yet our Armie is in health and strong And haue we once but broke
doe know for all thy outward shew Thou hast no meaning once to looke on him Brother dissembler leaue this colouring With him that meanes as falsely as thy selfe Con. I but thou knowst that Edward on our letters And hoping our assistance when he came Did make this purposde voyage into France And with his forces is he here arriude Trusting that we will kéepe our word with him Now though we meane it not yet set a face Vpon the matter as though we intended To kéepe our word with him effectually Bur. And for my better countenance in this case My lingring siege at Nuse will serue the turne There will I spend the time to disappoynt King Edwards hope of my conioyning with him Con. And I will kéepe me still here in S. Quintins Pretending mightie matters for his aide But not performing any on my word The rather Burgundy because I aime At matters which perhaps may cost your head All this aside If all hit right to expectation In the meane space like a good craftie knaue That hugs the man he wisheth hangd in hart Kéepe I faire weather still with Burgundy Till matters fall out for my purpose fit Ici sont mon secrets beau temps pour moy Bur. Ici sont mon secrets beau temps pour moy Are ye so craftie Constable procéede procéede You quick sharpe sighted man imagine me Blinde witlesse and a fillie Idiot That pries not into all your policies Who I no God doth know my simple wit Can neuer sound a iudgement of such reach As is our cunning Constable of France Perswade thy selfe so still and when time serues And that thou art in most extremitie Néeding my helpe then take thou héede of me In meane while Sir you are the only man That hath my heart hath I and great reason too Thus it befits men of déepe reach to doo Well Constable you le back againe to Nuse And not aide English Edward Con. What else man And kéepe thée in S. Quintins so shall we Smile at King Edwards weake capacitie Exeunt Enter King Edward with Burgundie Howard Sellenger and Scales K. Ed. Tell not me Burgundie t is I am wrongd And you haue dealt like a disloyall Knight B. Edward of England these are vnkingly words King He that wil do my Lord what he should not Must and shall heare of me what he would not I say againe you haue deluded me Bur. Am I not come according to my word K. No Charles of Burgundie thy word was giuen To méete with me in Aprill now t is August The place appointed Calice not Lorraine And thy approach to be with martiall troupes But thou art come not hauing in thy traine So much as Page or Lackie to attend thee As who should say thy presence were munition And strength enough to answer our expect Summer is almost spent yet nothing done And all by dalliance with vncertaine hope Burg. My forces lay before the citie Nuse From which I could not rise but with dishonour Unlesse vpon some composition had K. Ed. There was no such exception in your letters Why smiles Lord Scales Scales My man reports my Lord The composition that the Duke there made Was méere compulsion for the citizens Draue him from thence perforce K. Ed. I thought so much We should not yet haue seene your excellence But that your héeles were better then your hands B. Lord Scales thou dost me wrong to slander me K. Ed. Letting that passe it shall be seene my Lord That we are able of our selfe to claime Our right in France without or your assistance Or any others but the helpe of heauen Bur. I make no question of it yet the Constable Prest with no such occasion as I was Might haue excusde vs both if he had pleasde K. Ed. Accuse him not your cities as we came Were euen as much to be condemnde as his They gaue vs leaue to lye within the field And scarcely would affoord vs meate for money This was small friendship in respect of that You had ingagde your honour to performe But march we forward as we were determined This is S. Quintins where you say my Lord The Constable is readie to receiue vs Bur. So much he signified to me by letter K. Ed. Well we shall see his entertainment forward As they march vpon the stage the Lord Scales is strooke downe and two souldiours slaine outright with great shot from the towne Flie to our maine battaile bid them stand There 's treason plotted speake to me Lord Scales Or if there be no power of life remaining To vtter thy hearts grieuance make a signe Two of our common souldiours slaine beside This is hard welcome but it was not you At whom the fatall enginer did aime My breast the leuell was though you the marke In which conspiracie answer me Duke Is not thy soule as guiltie as the Earles Bur. Perish my soule King Edward if I knew Of any such intention yet I did and grieue that it hath sped no otherwise K. Ed. Howard and Sellinger Burgundie steales away What is there hope of life in none of them Ho. The souldiours are both slaine outright my Lord But the Lord Scales a little is recouered K. Ed. Conuay his body to our Pauillion And let our Surgeons vse all diligence They can deuise for safegard of his life Whilst we with all extremitie of warre Goe plague S. Quintins Howard fetch on our powers We will not stirre a foote till we haue she wne Just vengeance on the Constable of France Oh God to wooe vs first to passe the sea And at our comming thus to halt with vs I thinke the like thereof was neuer seene But where 's the Duke Scl. Gone as it seemes my Lord Stept secretly away as one that knew His conscience would accuse him if he staide K. Ed. A paire of most dissembling hypocrites Is he and this base Earle on whom I vow Leauing King Lewis vnpreiudizde in peace To spend the whole measure of my kindled rage Their stréetes shall sweate with their effused blood And this bright Sunne be darkned with the smoke Of smouldring cinders when their citie lies Buried in ashes of reuengefull fire On whose pale superstcies in the stead Of parchmēt with my launce I le draw these lines Edward of England left this memorie In iust reuenge of hatefull trecherie Enter Howard againe Lord Howard haue ye done as I commanded How Our battailes are disposde and on the brow Of euery inferiour seruiter my Lord You might behold destruction figured Greedily thrusting to begin the fight But when no longer they might be restrainde And that the drumme and trumpet both began To sound warres chéerefull harmonie behold A flagge of truce vpon the walles was hangd And forth the gates did issue méekly pac't Thrée men whereof the Constable is one The other two the Gunner and his mate By whose grosse ouer-sight as they report This sudden chance vnwittingly befell K. Ed. Bring forth the Constable the other
two Sée them safe guarded till you know our pleasure Enter the Constable and Howard Now my Lord Howard how i st with Scales Ho. Well my dread Soueraigne now his wound is drest And by the opinion of the Surgeons It s thought he shall not perish by this hurt K. Ed. I am the gladder but vnfaithfull Earle I doe not see how yet I can dispence With thy submission this was not the welcome Your letters sent to England promisde me Con. Right high and mightie Prince condemne me not That am as innocent in this offence As any souldiour in the English armie The fault was in our gunners ignorance Who taking you for Lewis King of France That likewise is within the cities kenne Made that vnluckie shot to beate him backe And not of malice to your maiestie To knowledge which I brought thē with my selfe And thirtie thousand crownes within this purse Sent by the Burgers to redéeme your lacke K. Ed. Constable of France we will not sell a drop Of English blood for all the gold in France But in so much two of our men are slaine To quit their deaths those two that came with thée Shall both be cramde into a Cannons mouth And so he shot into the towne againe It is not like but that they knew our Colours And of set purpose did this villanie Nor can I be perswaded thorowly But that our person was the mark they aimed at Yet are we well content to hold you excusde Mary our souldiours must be satisfied And therefore first shall be distributed These crownes amongst thē then you shal returne And of your best prouision send to vs Thirtie waine loade beside twelue tunne of wine This if the Burgers will subscribe vnto Their peace is made otherwise I will proclaime Frée libertie for all to take the spoyle Con. Your highnes shall be answerd presently And I will see these articles performed K. Ed. Yet one thing more I will that you my Lord Together with the Duke of Burgundie Doe ere to morrow noone bring all your force And toyne with ours or else we doe recant And these conditions shall be frustrate C. Mine are at hand my Lord and I will write The Duke may like wise be in readinesse K. Ed. Let him haue safe conduct through our army And gainst the morning euery leader see His troupes be furnisht for no longer time God willing shall the triall be deferred Twixt Lewis and vs What echoing sound is this Sel. A gentleman from the K. of France my Lord Craues parlance with your excellence K. Ed. A gentleman bring him in What newes a Gods name frō our brother Lewis Enter Mugeroune Mu. Most puissant and most honourable King My royall master Lewis the King of France Doth gréete your Highnes with vnfained loue Wishing your health prosperitie and rule And thus he saies by me When was it séene That euer Lewis pretended hurt to England Either by close conspirators sent ouer To vndermine your state or openly By taking armes with purpose to inuade Nay when was it that Lewis was euer heard So much as to detract from Edwards name But still hath done him all his due of spéech By blazing to the world his high deserts Of wisedome valour and his heroicke birth Whence is it then that Edward is incensde To render hate for loue for amitie sterne warre Not of himselfe we know but by the meanes Of some infectious counsell that like mud Would spoyle the pure temper of his noble minde It is the Duke and that pernicious rebell Earle of S. Paul haue set abroach these warres Who of themselues vnable to procéede Would make your Grace the instrument of wrong And when you haue done what you can for them You shall be sure of nothing but of this Still to be doubled and dissembled with But if it might séeme gratious in your eye To cast off these despisde confederates Vnfit companions for so great a Prince And ioyne in league with Lewis my royall master Him shall you finde as willing as of power To doe your Grace all offices of loue And what commoditie may spring thereby To both the Realmes your Grace is wise enough Without my rude suggestions to imagine Besides much bloodshed for this present time Will be preuented when two such personages Shall méete together to shake hands in peace And not with shock of Launce and Curtelaxe That Lewis is willing I am his substitute And he himselfe in person if you please Not farre from hence will signifie as much K. Ed. Sir withdraw and giue vs leaue a while To take aduisement of our Counsellors What say ye Lords vnto this proffered truce Ho. In my conceit let it not be slipt my Lord Sel. Wilt not be dishonour hauing landed So great an armie in these parts of France And not to fight before we doe returne Ho. How can it when the enemie submits And of himselfe makes tender of allegiance Sel. I that 's the question whether he will yéeld And doe King Edward fealtie or no Ed. What talke ye Lords he shall subscribe to that Or no conditions I le accept at all Ho. Let him be bound my Lord to pay your Grace Toward your expences since your comming ouer Seauentie fine thousand crownes of the Sunne And yéerely after fiftie thousand more During your life with homage there withall That he doth hold his royaltie from you And take his offer t will not be amisse Ed. It shall be so draw you the articles And Sellinger call forth the messenger Bring with thée too a cup of massie gold And bid the bearer of our priuie purse Inclose therein a hundred English Ryals Friend we doe accept thy masters League With no lesse firme affection then he craues If he will méete vs here betwixt our tents It shall on both sides be confirmde by oth On this condition that he will subscribe To certaine Articles shall be proposde And so thou hast thy answer to requite Thy paines herein we giue to thée this cup Her Health and increase of honour waite on Edward Ed. Lord Howard bring the Frenchman on his way Ed. King Lewis is one that neuer was precise But now Lord Howard and Tom Sellinger There is a taske remaines for you to doe And that is this you two shall be disguisde And one of you repayre to Burgundie The other to the Constable of France Where you shall learne in secret if you can If they intend to méete vs here to morrow Or how they take this our accord with France Somewhat it giues me you will bring from thence Worthie the noting will you vndertake it Sel. With all my hart my L. I am for Burgundie How And I am for the Constable of France Exeunt Ed. Make spéede againe what newes Mest. The king of France my L. attended royally Is marching hitherward to méete your Grace Ed. He shall be welcome hast thou drawne the articles Mess. Yes my dread Soueraigne Ed. Goe call foorth our traine We may
Damnd vp as in a furnace finding vent Breaks through his seuerd lips into short pusses And then he mumbles forth a word or two As doth a toothles Monke when hée s at mattens K. Oh it was sport alone to note their cariage Se. Sport my Lord wil you but heare me speak And if I do not wearie you with laughter Nere trust Tom Sellinger more vpon his word Sound a Trumpet K. I pray thée peace by this it should appeare One of their messengers is come go see Vpon my life we shall haue some deuise Of new dissimulation how now Tom Sel. T is as your highnes did suppose my Lord Here is a messenger from Burgundie King Excellent good admit him presently And brother of France let me intreat your grace To stand aside a little in my tent Least finding vs together he refraine To tell the message he is sent about So sure I am perswaded we shall find Some notable péece of knauerie set a foote K. L. With al my hart vrge him speak loud enough That I my Lord may vnderstand him too Exit Enter the Lord of Conte K. Ed. Feare not I haue the method in my mind What it is you my Lord of Conte welcome How doth the valiant Duke in health I hope Co. In health my Lord of bodie though in mind Somewhat distemperd that your Grace hath ioind In league with his professed enemie K. E. How say you that my Lord pray you speake out For I of late by reason of a cold Am somewhat thicke of hearing Con. Thus my Lord Your Grace demanded if the Duke were well I answere you he is in health of bodie Though inwardly in mind somewhat perplext That you without his knowledge haue tane truce With childish Lewes that hartlesse King of France K. Ed. With whom I pray yee a little lowder sir C. With childish Lewes that hartlesse K. of France K. Ed. I now do vnderstand you is it that He takes vnkindly why if he had come With his expected forces as he promist I had béene still vncapable of peace But he deceiuing me the fault was his Con. No my good Lord the fault was not in him But in that lewde pernicious counterfait That craftie Fore the Constable of France Who counseld him to kéepe him at his siege Saying it would be more dishonorable To rise from thence then any way profitable To méete your Maiestie beside my Lord It hath bin proued since how much the Constable Hates your procéedings by that wilfull shot Was made against you from S. Quintins wals Which though he séemde to colour with faire spéech The truth is they did leuell at your selfe And grieued when they heard you were not slaine K. Ed. May I be bold to credit your report Con. The Duke vpon his honour bad me say That it was true and there withall quoth he Tell noble Edward if he will recant And fall from Lewes againe knowing it is More for his dignitie to be sole King And conquer France as did his ancestors Then take a fée and so be satisfied That I am readie with twelue thousand soldiers All well appointed and not onely will Deliuer him the Constable of France That he may punish him as he sées good But seat him in the threne imperial Which now another basely doth vsurpe K. E. Speak that again I heard not your last words Con. But seate you in the throne imperiall Which now another basely doth vsurpe King I thanke his honour for his good regard Pleaseth you stay till wee haue pausde vpon it And you shall haue our answere to the Duke Tom Sellinger receiue him to your tent And let him taste a cuppe of Orleance wine Now my kingly brother haue you heard this news K. L. So plainly my Lord that I scarce held my selfe From stepping forth hearing my royall name So much prophande and slubberd as it was But I do weigh the person like himselfe From whence it came a slie dissembler And spight my anger I was forst sometime To smile to thinke the Duke doth hang his friend Behinde his backe whom to his face he smothes K. E. But we shall haue farre better sport anone Howard tels me that another messenger is come in Post-hast from the Constable As you haue begun with patience heare the rest K. Le. No more adoe I le to my place againe Remember that you still be deafe my Lord K. E. I warrant you Howard call in the messenger Enter the messenger from the Constable Mes. Health to the victorious King of England K. E. Tell him he must straine out his voice alowd For I am somewhat deafe and cannot heare How His Maiestie requests you to speake out Because his hearing is of late decayde Mes. The worthie Earle S. Paul King Ed. Come néere mée Mes. The worthy Earle S. Paul gréets noble Edward And giues your grace to vnderstand by me That whereas Charles that painted sepulchre And most disloyall Duke of Burgundie Hath but vsurpt the habit of a friend Being in heart your deadly enemie As well appeares in his false breach of promise And that whereas he neuer meant himselfe To send you aide but likewise was the meanes To binder my Lords well affected dutie Alleadging you desirde his companie But that you might betray him to his King Beside whereas it will be proude my Lord That he did hire the Gunner of S. Quintins For a large summe of money to discharge Thrée seuerall péeces of great Ordenance Vpon your comming to that cursed towne To slay your Maiestie in which regard If it will please you to reuoke from France And thinke of Burgundie as hee deserues The Duke with expedition bad me say That he would put the Earle into your hands Wherby you might reuenge his trecherous purpose And ayde you too with twise fiue thousand men And seate you like a conquerour in France K. Ed. Can it séeme possible that two such friends So firmely knit together as they were Should on a sodaine now be such great foes M. The Earle my Lord could neuer abide the Duke Since his last treason against your sacred person Before Saint Quintins came to open light K. Was that the cause of their dissention then Mes. It was my lord K. Ed. Well I will thinke vpon t And you shall haue our answere by and by Cosin Howard take him aside But let him be kept from the others sight Ho. Sir wil you walke in my Lord wil take aduise And so dispatch you backe againe vnto the Earle K. Le. Here 's bying of villanie who shall haue all Fraude with deceite deceite with fraude outfacde I would the diuell were there to crie swoope-stake But how intends your Grace to deale with them K. Ed. Faith in their kind I am the stéele you sée Against the which their enuie being strooke The Sparkles of hypocrisie flie forth T were not amisse to quench them in their bloud Enter another messenger to the king of France with letters Mes. My
ost deales Such bounteous almes as seldome hath béene séene Qu. Now before God she would make a gallant Queene But good sonne Dorset stand aside a while God saue your maiestie my Ladie Shoare My Ladie Shoare said I Oh blasphemie To wrong your title with a Ladies name Queene Shoore nay rather Empresse Shoare God saue your grace your maiesty your highnes Lord I want titles you must pardon me What you knéele there king Edwards bedfellow And I your subiect sit fie fie for shame Come take your place I le knéele where you do I may take your place you haue taken mine Good Lord that you will so debase your selfe I am sure you are our sister Queene at least Nay that you are then let vs sit togither Iane Great Queene yet heare me if my sinne committed Haue not stopt vp all passage to your mercie To tel the wrongs that I haue done your highnes Might make reuenge exceed extremitie Oh had I words or tongue to vtter it To plead my womans weaknesse his strength That was the onely worker of my fall Euen innocence her selfe would blush for shame Once to be namde or spoken of in this Let them expect for mercie whose offence May but be called sinne oh mine is more Prostrate as earth before your highnesse féete Inflict what torments you shal thinke most meet Ma. Spurne the whore mother teare those enticing eies That robd you of King Edwards dearest loue Mangle those locks the baits to his desires Let me come to her you but stand and talke As if reuenge consisted but in words Qu. Sonne stand aloofe and do not trouble me Alas poore soule as much adoe haue I aside To for beare teares to keepe her companie Yet once more will I to my former humor Why as I am thinke that thou wert a Queene And I as thou should wrong thy princely bed And winne the king thy husband as thou mine Would it not sting thy soule Or if that I Being a Queen while thou didst loue thy husband Should but haue done as thou hast done to me Would it not grieue thee yes I warrant thee There 's not the meanest woman that doth liue But if she like and loue her husband well She had rather feele his warme limmes in her bed Then sée him in the armes of any Queene You are flesh and bloud as we and we as you And all alike in our affections Though maiestic makes vs the more ambitious What t is to fall into so great a hand Knowledge might teach thée There was once a king Henry the second who did keepe his lemman Cag'de vp at Woodstocke in a Labyrinth His Quéene yet got a tricke to finde her out And how she vsde her I am sure thou hast heard Thou art not mewde vp in some secret place But kept in Court here vnderneath my nose Now in the absence of my Lord the King Haue I not time most fitting for reuenge Faire Rosamond she a pure virgin was Vntill the King seduc'de her to his will She wrongd but one bed only the angry Quéenes But thou hast wronged two mine thy husbands Be thine owne Iudge and now in iustice see What due reuenge I ought to take on thee Ia. Euen what you wil great Quéen here do I lie Humble and prostrate at your Highnesse feet Inflict on me what may reuenge your wrong Was neuer lambe abode more patiently Then I will doe Call all your griefes to mind And do euen what you will or how likes you I will not stirre I wil not shrike or crie Be it torture poison any punishment Was neuer Done or Turtle more submisse Then I wil be vnto your chastisement M. Fetcht I her for this mother let me come to her And what compassion will not suffer you To do to her referre the same to me Qu. Touch her not sonne vpon thy life I charge thee But kéepe off still if thou wilt haue my loue Exit Ma. I am glad to heare ye are so well resolu'de To beare the burthen of my iust displeasure She drawes foorth a knife and making as though she meant to spoyle her face runs to her and falling on her knees embraces and kisses her casting away the knife Thus then I le doe alas poore soule Shall I wéepe with thée in faith poore hart I will Be of good comfort thou shalt haue no harme But if that kisses haue the power to kill thée Thus thus and thus a thousand times I le stab thée Iane I forgiue thée what fort is so strong But with besieging he will batter it Wéepe not sweete Iane alas I know thy sexe Toucht with the selfesame weaknes that thou art And if my state had béen as meane as thine And such a beautie to allure his eye Though I may promise much to mine owne strength What might haue hapt to me I cannot tell Nay feare not for I speake it with my hart And in thy sorrow truly beare a part Ia. Most high and mightie Quéene may I beléeue There can be found such mercie in a woman And in a Quéene more then in a wife So déeply wrongd as I haue wronged you In this bright christall myrror of your mercie I sée the greatnesse of my sinne the more And makes my fault more odious in mine eyes Your princely pitie now doth wound me more Then all your threatnings euer did before Q. Rise my swéet Iane I say thou shalt not knéele Oh God for bid that Edwards Quéene should hate Her whom she knowes he both so dearely loue My loue to her may purchase me his loue Iane speake well vnto the King of me and mine Remember not my sonnes ore-hastie spéech Thou art my sister and I loue thée so I know thou maiest doe much with my déere Lord Speake well of vs to him in any case And I and mine will loue and cherish thee Iane All I can do is all too little too Tut to requite the least part of this grace The dearest thoughts that harbour in this breast Shall in your seruice onely be exprest Enter King Edward angerly his Lords following and sir Robert Brackenburie King What is my Iane with her it is too true See where she hath her downe vpon her knees Why how now Besse what will ye wrong my Iane Come hither loue what hath she done to thee Iane fals on her Knees to the King Iane Oh royall Edward loue loue thy beauteous Quéene The onely perfect myrrour of her kind For all the choysest vertues can be nam'de Oh let not my bewitching lookes withdraw Your deare affections from your déerer Queene But to requite the grace that she hath showne To me the worthlesse creature on this earth To banish me the Court immediately Great King let me but beg one boone of thee That Shoares wife nere do her more iniurie As Iane kneeles on one side the king so the Queene steps and kneeles on the other Qu. Nay then I le beg against her royall Edward