night the enemie of mankinde Is powerfull but falfe and falshood confident Oxf: Remember Ladie who you are come from That impudent Imposter Kath: You abuse vs For when the holy Church-man joynd our hands Our Vowes were reall then the Ceremonie Was not in apparition but in act Be what these people terme Thee I am certaine Thou art my husband no Divorce in Heaven Ha's beene sued out betweene vs 't is injustice For any earthly power to devide vs Or wee will liue or let vs dye together There is a cruell mercie Warb: Spight of tyrannie Wee raigne in our affections blessed Woman Reade in my destinie the wracke of honour Poynt out in my contempt of death to memorie Some miserable happinesse since herein Even when I fell I stood enthron'd a Monarch Of one chast wif 's troth pure and vncorrupted Fayre Angell of perfection immortalitie Shall rayse thy name vp to an adoration Court every rich opinion of true merit And Saint it in the Calender of vertue When I am turn'd into the selfe same dust Of which I was first form'd Oxf: The Lord Embassador Huntley your Father Madam should a' looke on Your strange subjection in a gaze so publicke Would blush on your behalfe and wish his Countrey Vnleft for entertainment to such sorrow Kath: Why art thou angrie Oxford I must be More peremptorie in my dutie Sir Impute it not vnto immodestie That I presume to presse you to a Legacie Before wee part for ever Warb: Let it be then My heart the rich remaines of all my fortunes Kath: Confirme it with a kisse pray Warb: Oh with that I wish to breathe my last vpon thy lippes Those equall twinnes of comelinesse I seale The testament of honourable Vowes Who ever be that man that shall vnkisse This sacred print next may he proue more thriftie In this worlds just applause not more desertfull Kath: By this sweet pledge of both our soules I sweare To dye a faithfull widdow to thy bed Not to be fore't or wonne ô never never Enter Surrey Dawbney Huntley and Crawford Dawb: Free the condemned person quickly free him What ha's a yet confest Vrsw: Nothing to purpose But still 'a will be King Surr: Prepare your journey To a new Kingdome then vnhappie Madam Wilfully foolish See my Lord Embassador Your Ladie Daughter will not leaue the Counterfeite In this disgrace of fate Hunt: I never poynted Thy marriage girle but yet being married Enjoy thy dutie to a husband freely The griefes are mine I glorie in thy constancie And must not say I wish that I had mist Some partage in these tryalls of a patience Kath: You will forgiue me noble Sir Hunt: Yes yes In every dutie of a wife and daughter I dare not disavow thee to your husband For such you are Sir I impart a farewell Of manly pittie what your life ha's past through The daungers of your end will make apparant And I can adde for comfort to your sufferance No Cordiall but the wonder of your frailtie Which keepes so firme a station Wee are parted Warb: Wee are a crowne of peace renew thy age Most honourable Huntley worthie Crawford Wee may embrace I never thought thee injurie Crawf: Nor was I ever guiltie of neglect Which might procure such thought I take my leaue Sir Warb: To you Lord Daliell what accept a sigh 'T is heartie and in earnest Daliell I want vtterance My silence is my farewell Kath: Oh oh Iane Sweet Madam What doe you meane my Lord your hand Dal: Deere Ladie Be pleasd that I may wayt 'ee to your lodging Exeunt Daliell Katherine Iane Enter Sheriffe and Officers Sketon Astley Heron and Mayor with halters about their neckes Oxf: Looke 'ee beholde your followers appointed To waite on 'ee in death Warb: Why Peeres of England Wee le leade 'em on couragiously I reade A triumph over tyrannie vpon Their severall foreheads Faint not in the moment Of Victorie our ende and Warwick's head Innocent Warwick's head for we are Prologue But to his tragedie conclude the wonder Of Henries feares and then the glorious race Of foureteene Kings PLANTAGINETTS determines In this last issue male Heaven be obeyd Impoverish time of its amazement friends And we will proue as trustie in our payments As prodigall to nature in our debtes Death pish 't is but a sound a name of ayre A minutes storme or not so much to tumble From bed to bed be massacred aliue By some Physitians for a moneth or two In hope of freedome from a Feavers torments Might stagger manhood here the paine is past Ere sensibly 't is felt Be men of spirit Spurne coward passion so illustrious mention Shall blaze our names and stile vs KINGS O'RE DEATH Daw: Away-Impostor beyond president Ex all Officers and Prisoners No Chronicle records his fellow Hunt: I haue Not thoughts left 't is sufficient in such cases Iust Lawes ought to proceede Enter King Henry Durham and Hialas K: H Wee are resolv'd Your businesse noble Lords shall finde successe Such as your King importunes Hunt: You are gracious K: H Perkin wee are inform'd is arm'd to dye In that wee le honour him Our Lords shall followe To see the execution and from hence Wee gather this fit vse that publicke States As our particular bodyes taste most good In health when purged of corrupted bloud Exeunt omnis FINIS Omnes Omnes Epilogue HEre ha's appear'd though in a severall fashion The Threats of Majestie the strength of passion Hopes of an Empire change of fortunes All What can to Theater's or Greatnesse fall Proving their weake foundations who will please Amongst such severall Sight 's to censure These No birth 's abortiue nor a bastard-brood Shame to a parentage or fosterhood May warrant by their loues all just excuses And often finde a welcome to the Muses FINIS
Durham and Hialas on either side Hialas France Spaine and Germanie combine a League Of amitie with England nothing wants For setling peace through Christendome but loue Betweene the British Monarchs Iames and Henrie Dur: The English Merchants Sir haue beene receiu'd With generall procession into Antwerpe The Emperour confirmes the Combination Hialas The King of Spaine resolues a marriage For Katherine his Daughter with Prince Arthur Dur. Fraunce court 's this holy contract Hial. What can hinder a quietnesse in England Durh: But your suffrage To such a sillie creature mightie Sir As is but in effect an apparition A shaddow a meere trifle Hial. To this vnion The good of both the Church and Common-wealth Invite ee' Dur. To this vnitie a mysterie Of providence poynts out a greater blessing For both these Nations then our humane reason Can search into King Henrie hath a Daughter The Princess Margaret I neede not vrge What honor what felicitie can followe On such affinitie twixt two Christian Kings In leagu'd by tyes of bloud but sure I am If you Sir ratifie the peace propos'd I dare both motion and effect this marriage For weale of both the Kingdomes K: Ia. Darst thou Lord Bishop Dur. Put it to tryall royall Iames by sending Some noble personage to the English Court By way of Embassie Hial Part of the businesse Shall suite my mediation K. Ia. Well what Heaven Hath poynted out to be must be you two Are Ministers I hope of blessed fate But herein onely I will stand acquitted No bloud of Innocents shall buy my peace For Warbecke as you nicke him came to me Commended by the States of Christendome A Prince though in distresse his fayre demeanor Louely behaviour vnappalled spirit Spoke him not base in bloud how euer clouded The bruite beasts haue both rockes and caues to flie to And men the Altars of the Church to vs He came for refuge Kings come neere in nature Vnto the Gods in being touchd with pittie Yet noble friends his mixture with our bloud Even with our owne shall no way interrupt A general peace onely I will dismisse him From my protection throughout my Dominions In safetie but not ever to returne Hialas You are a just King Durh. Wise and herein happie K. Ia. Nor will wee dallie in affayres of weight Huntley Lord Bishop shall with you to England Embassador from vs wee will throw downe Our weapons peace on all sides now repayre Vnto our Counsayle wee will soone be with you Hial. Delay shall question no dispatch Heaven crowne it Exeunt Durham and Hialas K: Ia: A league with Ferdinand a marriage With English Margaret a free release From restitution for the late affronts Cessation from hostilitie and all For Warbeck not delivered but dismist Wee could not wish it better Daliell Dal: Here Sir Enter Daliell K: Ia: Are Huntley and his Daughter sent for Dal: Sent for and come my Lord K: Ia: Say to the English Prince Wee want his companie Dal: He is at hand Sir Enter Warbeck Katherine Iane Frion Heron Sketon Major Astley K. Ia. Cosen our bountie favours gentlenesse Our benefits the hazard of our person Our peoples liues our Land hath evidenc't How much wee haue engag'd on your behalfe How triviall and how dangerous our hopes Appeare how fruitlesse our attempts in warre How windie rather smokie your assurance Of partie shewes wee might in vaine repeate But now obedience to the Mother Church A Fathers care vpon his Countryes weale The dignitie of State directs our wisedome To seale an oath of peace through Christendome To which wee are sworne alreadie 't is you Must onely seeke new fortunes in the world And finde an harbour elsewhere as I promisd On your arrivall you haue met no vsage Deserues repentance in your being here But yet I must liue Master of mine owne How ever what is necessarie for you At your departure I am well content You be accommodated with provided Delay proue not my enemie Warb. It shall not Most glorious Prince the fame of my Designes Soares higher then report of ease and sloath Can ayme at I acknowledge all your favours Boundlesse and singular am onely wretched In words as well as meanes to thanke the grace That flow'd so liberallie Two Empires firmely You 're Lord of Scotland and Duke Richards heart My claime to mine inheritance shall sooner Fayle then my life to serue you best of Kings And witnesse EDVVARDS bloud in me I am More loath to part with such a great example Of vertue then all other meere respects But Sir my last suite is you will not force From me what you haue given this chast Ladie Resolv'd on all extremes Kath: I am your wife No humane power can or shall divorce My faith from dutie Warb: Such another treasure The earth is Banckrout of K: Ia: I giue her Cosen And must avowe the guift will adde withall A furniture becomming her high birth And vnsuspected constancie provide For your attendance wee will part good friends Exit King and Daliell Warb: The Tudor hath beene cunning in his plotts His Fox of Durham would not fayle at last But what our cause and courage are our owne Be men my friends and let our Cosen King See how wee followe fate as willingly As malice followes vs Y' are all resolv'd For the West parts of England Cornwall Cornwall Frion The Inhabitants expect you daily Warb: Chearefully Draw all our shippes out of the harbour friends Our time of stay doth seeme too long wee must Prevent Intelligence about it suddenly A Prince a Prince a Prince Exeunt Counsellors Warb: Dearest admit not into thy pure thoughts The least of scruples which may charge their softnesse With burden of distrust Should I proue wanting To noblest courage now here were the tryall But I am perfect sweete I feare no change More then thy being partner in my sufferance Kath My fortunes Sir haue armd me to encounter What chance so ere they meete with Iane 't is fit Thou stay behinde for whither wilt thou wander Iane Never till death will I forsake my Mistresse Nor then in wishing to dye with ee' gladly Kath: Alas good soule Frion Sir to your Aunt of Burgundie I will relate your present vndertakings From her expect on all occasions welcome You cannot finde me idle in your services Warb. Gee Frion gee wisemen knowe how to soothe Adversitie not serue it thou hast wayted Too long on expectation never yet Was any Nation read of so besotted In reason as to adore the setting Sunne Flie to the Arch-Dukes Court say to the Dutchesse Her Nephewe with fayre Katherine his wife Are on their expectation to beginne The raysing of an Empire If they fayle Yet the report will never farewell Frion Exit Frion This man Kate ha's beene true though now of late I feare too much familiar with the Foxe Enter Huntley and Daliell Hunt: I come to take my leaue you neede not doubt My interest in this sometime-childe of
THE CHRONICLE HISTORIE OF PERKIN WARBECK A Strange Truth Acted some-times by the Queenes MAIESTIES Servants at the Phaenix in Drurie lane Fide Honor LONDON Printed by T. P. for Hugh Beeston and are to be sold at his Shop neere the Castle in Cornehill 1634 The Scene The Continent of Great Britayne The Persons presented Henry the seaventh Dawbney Sir William Stanly Oxford Surrey Bishop of Durham Vrswicke Chaplaine to King Henry Sir Robert Clifford Lambert Simnell Hialas a Spanish Agent Constable Officers Servingmen and Souldiers Iames the 4th King of Scotl Earle of Huntley Earle of Crawford Lord Daliell Marchmount a Herauld Perkin Warbeck Frion his Secretarie Mayor of Cork Heron a Mercer Sketon a Taylor Astly a Scrivener Women Ladie Katherine Gourdon wife to Perkin Countesse of Crawford Iane Douglas Lady Kath: mayd TO THE RIGHTLY HONOVRABLE VVILLIAM CAVENDISH Earle of New-Castle Viscount Mansfield Lord Boulfouer and Ogle MY LORD Out of the darknesse of a former Age enlighten'd by a late both learned and an honourable pen I haue endevoured to personate a great Attempt and in It a greater Daunger In other Labour's you may reade Actions of Antiquitie discourst In This Abridgement finde the Actors themselues discoursing in some kinde practiz'd as well What to speake as speaking Why to doe Your Lop. is a most competent Iudge in expressions of such credit commissioned by your knowne Abilitie in examining and enabled by your knowledge in determining the monuments of Time Eminent Titles may indeed informe who their owners are not often what To your's the addition of that information in BOTH cannot in any application be observ'd flattery the Authoritie being established by TRVTH I can onely acknowledge the errours in writing mine owne the worthinesse of the Subject written being a perfection in the Story and of It. The custome of your ps entertainements even to Strangers is rather an Example than a Fashion in which consideration I dare not professe a curiositie but am onely studious that your p will please amongst such as best honour your Goodnesse to admit into your noble construction IOHN FORD To my owne friend Master Iohn Ford on his Iustifiable Poem of Perkin Warbeck This Ode THey who doe know mee know that I Vnskil'd to flatter Dare speake This Piece in words in matter A WORKE without the daunger of the Lye Beleeue mee friend the name of This and Thee Will liue your Storie Bookes may want Faith or merit glorie THIS neither without Iudgement 's Lethargie When the Arts doate then some sicke Poet may Hope that his penne In new-staind-paper can finde men To roare HE is THE WIT'S His NOYSE doth sway But such an Age cannot be know'n for All E're that Time bee Must proue such Truth mortalitie So friend thy honour stand's too fixt to fall George Donne To his worthy friend Master Iohn Ford vpon his Perkin Warbeck LEt men who are writt Poets lay a claime To the Phebean Hill I haue no name Nor art in Verse True I haue heard some tell Of Aganippe but ne're knew the Well Therefore haue no ambition with the Times To be in Print for making of ill Rimes But loue of Thee and Iustice to thy Penne Hath drawne mee to this Barre with other men To justifie though against double Lawes Waving the subtill bus'nesse of his cause The GLORIOVS PERKIN and thy Poet 's Art Equall with His in playing the KINGS PART Ra E'ure Baronis Primogen To my faithfull no lesse deserving friend the Authour This indebted Oblation PERKIN is redivin'd by thy strong hand And crownd' a King of new the vengefull wand Of Greatnesse is forgot HIS Execution May rest vn-mention'd and HIS birth 's Collusion Lye buried in the Storie But HIS fame Thou has't eterniz'd made a Crowne HIS Game HIS loftie spirit soares yet Had HE been Base in his enterprise as was his sinne Conceiv'd HIS TITLE doubtlesse prou'd vnjust Had but for Thee been silenc't in his dust George Crymes miles To the Authour his friend vpon his Chronicle Historie THese are not to expresse thy witt But to pronounce thy Iudgement fitt In full-fil'd phrase those Times to rayse When PERKIN ran his wilie wayes Still let the methode of thy brayne From Errours touch and Envy's stayne Preserue Thee free that eu'r thy quill Fayre Truth may wett and Fancy fill Thus Graces are with Muses mett And practick Critick's on may frett For heere Thou hast produc't A Storie Which shall ecclipse Their future Glorie Iohn Brograue To my friend and kinsman Master Iohn Ford the Authour DRammatick Poets as the Times goe now Can hardly write what others will allow The Cynick snarl's the Critick howles and barkes And Ravens croake to drowne the voyce of Larkes Scorne those STAGE-HARPYES This I 'le boldly say Many may imitate few match thy Play Iohn Ford Graiensis PROLOGVE STudyes haue of this Nature been of late So out of fashion so vnfollow'd that It is become more Iustice to reviue The antick follyes of the Times then striue To countenance wise Industrie no want Of Art doth render witt or lame or scant Or slothfull in the purchase of fresh bayes But want of Truth in Them who giue the prayse To their selfe-loue presuming to out-doe The Writer or for need the Actor's too But such THIS AVTHOVR'S silence best befitt's Who bidd's Them be in loue with their owne witt's From Him to cleerer Iudgement 's wee can say Hee shew's a Historie couch't in a Play A Historie of noble mention knowne Famous and true most noble 'cause our owne Not forg'd from Italie from Fraunce from Spaine But Chronicled at Home as rich in strayne Of braue Attempts as ever fertile Rage In Action could beget to grace the Stage Wee cannot limitt Scenes for the whole Land It selfe appeard too narrow to with-stand Competitors for Kingdomes nor is heere Vnnecessary mirth forc't to indeere A multitude on these two rest's the Fate Of worthy expectation TRUTH and STATE THE CHRONICLE HISTORIE OF PERKIN WARBECK Actus primus Scaena prima Enter King Henry Durham Oxford Surrey Sir William Stanly Lord Chamberlaine Lord Dawbny The King supported to his Throne by Stanly and Durham A Guard King Still to be haunted still to be pursued Still to be frighted with false apparitions Of pageant Majestie and new-coynd greatnesse As if wee were a mockery King in state Onely ordaind to lauish sweat and bloud In scorne and laughter to the ghosts of Yorke Is all below our merits yet my Lords My friends and Counsailers yet we sit fast In our owne royall birth-right the rent face And bleeding wounds of England's slaughterd people Haue beene by vs as by the best Physitian At last both throughly Cur'd and set in safetie And yet for all this glorious worke of peace Our selfe is scarce secure Dur: The rage of malice Conjures fresh spirits with the spells of Yorke For ninetie yeares ten English Kings and Princes Threescore great Dukes and Earles a thousand Lords And valiant Knights two hundred
fiftie thousand Of English Subiects haue in Ciuill Warres Beene sacrificd to an vnciuill thirst Of discord and ambition this hot vengeance Of the just powers aboue to vtter ruine And Desolation had raign'd on but that Mercie did gently sheath the sword of Iustice In lending to this bloud-shrunck Common-wealth A new too new birth in your Sacred person Daw: Edward the fourth after a doubtfull fortune Yeelded to nature leaving to his sonnes Edward and Richard the inheritance Of a most bloudy purchase these young Princes Richard the Tirant their vnnaturall Vncle Forc'd to a violent graue so just is Heauen Him hath your Majestie by your owne arme Divinely strengthen'd pulld from his Boares stie And strucke the black Vsurper to a Carkasse Nor doth the House of Yorke decay in Honors Tho Lancaster doth repossesse his right For Edwards daughter is King Henries Queene A blessed Vnion and a lasting blessing For this poore panting Iland if some shreds Some vselesse remnant of the House of Yorke Grudge not at this Content Ox: Margaret of Burgundy Blowes fresh Coales of Division Sur: Painted fires Without to heate or scortch or light to cheerish Daw: Yorkes headlesse trunck her Father Edwards fate Her brother King the smothering of her Nephewes By Tirant Gloster brother to her nature Nor Glosters owne confusion all decrees Sacred in Heauen Can moue this Woman-Monster But that shee still from the vnbottom'd myne Of Devilish policies doth vent the Ore Of troubles and sedition Ox: In her age Great Sir obserue the Wonder shee growes fruitfull Who in her strength of youth was alwayes barraine Nor are her birthes as other Mothers are At nine or ten moneths end shee has beene with childe Eight or seaven yeares at least whose twinnes being borne A prodegie in Nature even the youngest Is fifteene yeares of age at his first entrance As soone as knowne 'i th world tall striplings strong And able to giue battaile vnto Kings Idolls of Yorkish malice Ox: And but Idolls A steelie hammer Crushes 'em to peices K: Lambert the eldest Lords is in our service Prefer'd by an officious care of Dutie From the Scullery to a Faulkner strange example Which shewes the difference betweene noble natures And the base borne but for the vpstart Duke The new reviu'd Yorke Edwards second sonne Murder'd long since 'i th Towre he liues againe And vowes to be your King Stan: The throne is filld Sir K: True Stanlie and the lawfull heire sitts on it A guard of Angells and the holy prayers Of loyall Subjects are a sure defence Against all force and Counsaile of Intrusion But now my Lords put case some of our Nobles Our GREAT ONES should giue Countenance and Courage To trim Duke Perkin you will all confesse Our bounties haue vnthriftily beene scatter'd Amongst vnthankfull men Daw: Vnthankfull beasts Dogges villaines traytors K: Dawbney let the guiltie Keepe silence I accuse none tho I know Forraigne attempts against a State and Kingdome Are seldome without some great friends at home Stan: Sir if no other abler reasons else Of dutie or alegiance could divert A head-strong resolution yet the dangers So lately past by men of bloud and fortunes In Lambert Simnells partie must Command More than a feare a terror to Conspiracie The high-borne Lincolne sonne to De la Pole The Earle of Kildare Lord Geraldine Francis Lord Louell and the German Baron Bould Martin Swart with Broughton and the rest Most spectacles of ruine some of mercy Are presidents sufficient to forewarne The present times or any that liue in them What follie nay what madnesse 't were to lift A finger vp in all defence but yours Which can be but impostorous in a title K. Stanlie wee know thou lou'st Vs and thy heart Is figur'd on thy tongue nor thinke wee lesse Of anie 's here how closely wee haue hunted This Cubb since he vnlodg'd from hole to hole Your knowledge is our Chronicle first Ireland The common stage of Noveltie presented This gewgaw to oppose vs there the Geraldines And Butlers once againe stood in support Of this Colossicke statue Charles of Fraunce Thence call'd him into his protection Dissembled him the lawfull heire of England Yet this was all but French dissimulation Ayming at peace with vs which being granted On honorable termes on our part suddenly This smoake of straw was packt from Fraunce againe T' infect some grosser ayre and now wee learne Mauger the malice of the bastard Nevill Sir Talor and a hundred English Rebells Thei 'r all retir'd to Flaunders to the Dam That nurst this eager Wholpe Margaret of Burgundie But wee will hunt him there too wee will hunt him Hunt him to death euen in the Beldams Closet Tho the Arch-duke were his Buckler Sur: Shee has stil'd him The faire white rose of England Daw: Iollie Gentleman more fit to be a Swabber To the Flemish after a drunken surfet Enter Vrswick Vr: Gracious Soueraigne please you peruse this paper Dur: The Kings Countenance gathers a sprightly bloud Daw: Good newes beleeue it K: Vrswick thine eare Th' ast lodgd him Vr: Strongly safe Sir K: Enough is Barly come to Vr: No my Lord K: No matter phew hee 's but a running weede At pleasure to be pluck'd vp by the rootes But more of this anon I haue bethought mee My Lords for reasons which you shall pertake It is our pleasure to remoue our Court From Westminster to th' Tower Wee will lodge This very night there giue Lord Chamberlaine A present order for it Stan: The Tower I shall sir K: Come my true best fast friends these clouds will vanish The Sunne will shine at full the Heauens are clearing Exeunt Flourish Enter Huntley and Daliell Hun: You trifle time Sir Dal: Oh my noble Lord You conster my griefes to so hard a sence That where the text is argument of pittie Matter of earnest loue your glosse corrupts it With too much ill plac'd mirth Hunt: Much mirth Lord Daliell Not so I vow obserue mee sprightly gallant I know thou art a noble ladd a hansome Discended from an honorable Auncestrie Forward and actiue do'st resolue to wrestle And ruffle in the world by noble actions For a braue mention to posteritie I scorne not thy affection to my Daughter Not I by good St. Andrew but this bugg-beare This whoresome tale of honor honor Daliell So hourely chatts and tattles in mine eare The peece of royaltie that is stitch'd vp In my Kates bloud that 't is as dangerous For thee young Lord to pearch so neere an Eaglet As foolish for my gravitie to admit it I haue spoake all at once Dal: Sir with this truth You mix such Worme wood that you leaue no hope For my disorderd palate ere to rellish A wholesome taste againe alas I know Sir What an vnequall distance lies betweene Great Huntlies Daughters birth and Daliells fortunes Shee 's the Kings kinswoman plac'd neere the Crowne A Princesse of the bloud and I a Subject Hunt: Right
voyce admit him What new combustions huddle next to keepe Our eyes from rest the newes Enter Dawbney Daw: Ten thousand Cornish grudging to pay your Subsidies haue gatherd a head led by a Blacksmith and a Lawyer they make for London And to them is joyn'd Lord Audlie as they march Their number daily encreases they are K. H. Rascalls talke no more Such are not worthie of my thoughts to night And if I cannot sleepe I le wake to bed When Counsailes faile and there 's in man no trust Even then an arme from heaven fights for the just Exeunt Finis Actus primi Actus Secundus Scaena prima Enter aboue Countesse of Crawford Katherine Iane with other Ladies Coun. COme Ladies heere 's a solemne preparation For entertainment of this English Prince The King intends grace more then ordinarie T were pittie now if a 'should proue a Counterfeit Kat: Blesse the young man our Nation would be laughd at For honest soules through Christendome my father Hath a weake stomacke to the businesse Madam But that the King must not be crost Coun: A'brings A goodly troope they say of gallants with him But very modest people for they strive not To fame their names too much their god-fathers May be beholding to them but their fathers Scarce owe them thankes they are disguised Princes Brought vp it seemes to honest trades no matter They will breake forth in season Iane Or breake out For most of em are broken by report The King Kat. Let vs obserue 'em and be silent Flourish Enter King Iames Huntley Crawford and Daliell K. I. The right of Kings my Lords extends not onely To the safe Conservation of their owne But also to the ayde of such Allies As change of time and state hath often times Hurld downe from carefull Crownes to vndergoe An exercise of sufferance in both fortunes So English Richard surnam'd Cor-de-lyon So Robert Bruce our royall Ancestor Forc'd by the tryall of the wrongs they felt Both sought and found supplyes from forraigne Kings To repossesse their owne then grudge not Lords A much distressed Prince King Charles of Fraunce And Maximilian of Bohemia both Haue ratified his Credit by their Letters Shall wee then be distrustfull No Compassion Is one rich Iewell that shines in our Crowne And we will haue it shine there Hunt Doe your will Sir K. I. The young Duke is at hand Daliell from vs First greete him and conduct him on then Crawford Shall meete him next and Huntley last of all Present him to our armes sound sprightly Musique Whilst Majestie encounters Majestie Hoboyes Daliell goes out brings in Perkin at the doore where Crawford entertaines him and from Crawford Huntley salutes him and presents him to the King they embrace Perkin in state retires some few paces backe During which Ceremony the Noblemen slightly salute Fryon Heron a Mercer Sketon a Taylor Astley a Scrivenor with Iohn a Watring all Perkins followers Salutations ended cease Musique War: Most high most mightie King that now there stands Before your eyes in presence of your Peeres A subject of the rarest kinde of pittie That hath in any age touchd noble hearts The vulgar storie of a Princes ruine Hath made it too apparent EVROPE knowes And all the Westerne World what persecution Hath ragd in malice against Vs sole heire To the great throne of old Plantaginetts How from our Nursery wee haue beene hurried Vnto the Sanctuarie from the Sanctuarie Forc'd to the Prison from the Prison hald By cruell hands to the tormentors furie Is registred alreadie in the Volume Of all mens tongues whose true relation drawes Compassion melted into weeping eyes And bleeding soules but our misfortunes since Haue rang'd a larger progresse through strange Lands Protected in our Innocence by Heaven Edward the Fift our brother in his Tragedie Quenchd their hot thirst of bloud whose hire to murther Paid them their wages of despaire and horrour The softnesse of my childe-hood smild vpon The roughnesse of their taske and rob'd them farther Of hearts to dare or hands to execute Great King they spard my life the butchers spard it Returnd the tyrant my vnnaturall Vncle A truth of my dispatch I was conveyd With secresie and speede to Tournay fosterd By obscure meanes taught to vnlearne my selfe But as I grew in yeares I grew in sence Of feare and of disdaine feare of the tyrant Whose power swaide the throne then when disdaine Of living so vnknowne in such a servile And abject lownesse prompted mee to thoughts Of recollecting who I was I shooke off My bondage and made hast to let my Aunt Of Burgundie acknowledge mee her kinsman Heire to the Crowne of England snatch'd by Henry From Richards head a thing scarce knowne i th world K. I. My Lord it stands not with your Counsaile now To flie vpon invectiues if you can Make this apparent what you haue discourst In every Circumstance wee will not studie An answer but are ready in your Cause War: You are a wise and just King by the powers Aboue reserv'd beyond all other aydes To plant mee in mine owne inheritance To marrie these two Kingdomes in a loue Never to be divor'd while time is time As for the manner first of my escape Of my Conveyance next of my life since The meanes and persons who were instruments Great Sir t is fit I over-passe in silence Reserving the relation to the secrecy Of your owne Princely eare since it concernes Some great Ones living yet and others dead Whose issue might be question'd For your bountie Royall magnificence to him that seekes it WEE vow hereafter to demeane our selfe As if wee were your owne and naturall brother Omitting no occasion in our person To expresse a gratitude beyond example K. I. Hee must bee more then subject who can vtter The language of a King and such is thine Take this for answer bee what ere thou art Thou never shalt repent that thou hast put Thy cause and person into my protection Cosen of Yorke thus once more Wee embrace thee Welcome to Iames of Scotland for thy safetie Know such as loue thee not shall never wrong thee Come wee will taste a while our Court delights Dreame hence afflictions past and then proceede To high attempts of honor on leade on Both thou and thine are ours and wee will guard yee Leade on Exeunt Manent Ladies aboue Coun: I haue not seene a Gentleman Of a more braue aspect or goodlier carriage His fortunes moue not him Madam y are passionate Kat: Beshrew mee but his words haue touchd mee home As if his cause concernd mee I should pittie him If a' should proue another then hee seemes Enter Crawford Craw. Ladies the King commands your presence instantly For entertainment of the Duke Kat. The Duke Must then be entertain'd the King obayd It is our dutie Coun: Wee will all waite on him Exeunt Flourish Enter King Henry Oxford Durham Surrey K: H Haue yee condem'd my Chamberlaine Dur. His treasons condem'd him
readie to restore the fight at all times As to consummate an assured victorie Dawb: The King is still oraculous K: H But Surrey Wee haue imployment of more toyle for thee For our intelligence comes swiftly to vs That Iames of Scotland late hath entertaind Perkin the counterfeite with more then common Grace and respect nay courts him with rare favours The Scot is young and forward wee must looke for A suddaine storme to England from the North Which to withstand Durham shall post to Norham To fortifie the Castle and secure The frontiers against an Invasion there Surrey shall follow soone with such an Armie As may relieue the Bishop and incounter On all occasions the death-daring Scotts You know your charges all 't is now a time To execute not talke Heaven is our guard still Warre must breede peace such is the fate of Kings Exeunt Enter Crawford and Daliell Crawf: T is more then strange my reason cannot answere Such argument of fine Imposture coucht In witch-craft of perswasion that it fashions Impossibilities as if appearance Could cozen truth it selfe this Duk-ling Mushrome Hath doubtlesse charm'd the King Daliell A' courts the Ladies As if his strength of language chaynd attention By power of prerogatiue Crawf: It madded My very soule to heare our Maisters motion What suretie both of amitie and honor Must of necessitie insue vpon A match betwixt some noble of our Nation And this braue Prince forsooth Dali: T will proue to fatall Wise Huntley feares the threatning Blesse the Ladie From such a ruine Cra: How the Counsaile privie Of this young Phaeton doe skrewe their faces Into a gravitie their trades good people Were never guiltie of the meanest of 'em Dreames of at least an office in the State Dal: Sure not the Hangmans t is bespoke alreadie For service to their rogueshippes silence Enter King Iames and Huntley K: Iames Doe not Argue against our will wee haue descended Somewhat as wee may tearme it too familiarly From Iustice of our birth-right to examine The force of your alleagence Sir wee haue But finde it short of dutie Hunt: Breake my heart Doe doe King haue my services my loyaltie Heaven knowes vntainted ever drawne vpon mee Contempt now in mine age when I but wanted A minute of a peace not to be troubled My last my long one Let me be a Dotard A Bedlame a poore sot or what you please To haue me so you will not staine your bloud Your owne bloud royall Sir though mixt with mine By marriage of this girle to a straggler Take take my head Sir whilst my tongue can wagge It cannot name him other K: Ia: Kings are counterfeits In your repute graue Oracle not presently Set on their thrones with Scepters in their fists But vse your owne detraction t is our pleasure To giue our Cosen Yorke for wife our kinswoman The Ladie Katherine Instinct of soveraigntie Designes the honor though her peevish Father Vsurps our Resolution Hunt: O t is well Exceeding well I never was ambitious Of vsing Congeys to my Daughter Queene A Queene perhaps a Queene Forgiue me Daliell Thou honorable Gentleman none here Dare speake one word of Comfort Dal: Cruell misery Craw: The Lady gracious Prince may be hath setled Affection on some former choyce Dal: Inforcement would proue but tyrannie Hunt I thanke 'ee heartily Let any yeoman of our Nation challenge An interest in the girle then the King May adde a Ioynture of ascent in titles Worthy a free consent now a' pulls downe What olde Desert hath builded K. Ia. Cease perswasions I violate no pawnes of faythes intrude not On private loues that I haue play'd the Orator For Kingly Yorke to vertuous Kate her grant Can iustifie referring her contents To our provision the Welch Harrie henceforth Shall therefore know and tremble to acknowledge That not the paynted Idoll of his pollicie Shall fright the lawfull owner from a Kingdome Wee are resolv'd Hunt Some of thy Subjects hearts King Iames will bleede for this K. Ia. Then shall their blouds Be nobly spent no more disputes hee is not Our friend who contradicts vs Hunt Farewell Daughter My care by one is lessened thanke the King for 't Enter I and my griefes will daunce now Looke Lords looke Heere 's hand in hand alreadie K. Ia. Peace olde phrensie Enter Warbeck leading Katherine complementing Countesse of Crawford Iane Frion Major of Corke Astley Heron and Sketon How like a' King a lookes Lords but obserue The confidence of his aspect Drosse cannot Cleaue to so pure a mettall royall youth Plantaginett vndoubted Hunt: Ho braue Lady But no Plantagenet by r Lady yet By red Rose or by white Warb. An Vnion this way Settles possession in a Monarchie Establisht rightly as is my inheritance Acknowledge me but Soveraigne of this Kingdome Your heart fayre Princes and the hand of providence Shall crowne you Queene of me and my best fortunes Kath. Where my obedience is my Lord a dutie Loue owes true service Warb: Shall I K. Ia Cossen yes Enjoy her from my hand accept your bride And may they liue at enmitie with comfort Who grieue at such an equall pledge of trothes Y' are the Princes wife now Kath: By your gift Sir Warb: Thus I take seisure of mine owne Kath: I misse yet A fathers blessing Let me finde it humbly Vpon my knees I seeke it Hunt: I am Huntley Olde Alexander Guerdon a plaine subject Nor more nor lesse and Ladie if you wish for A blessing you must bend your knees to Heaven For Heaven did giue me you alas alas What would you haue me say may all the happinesse My prayers ever sued to fall vpon you Preserue you in your vertues preethee Daliell Come with me for I feele thy griefes as full As mine le ts steale away and cry together Exeunt Huntley and Daliell Dal: My hopes are in their ruines K. Ia. Good kinde Huntley Is over-joy'd a fit solemnitie Shall perfite these delights Crawford attend Our order for the preparation Exeunt manent Frion Major Astley Heron Sketon Fri: Now worthy Gentlemen haue I not followed My vndertakings with successe Heere 's entrance Into a certaintie aboue a hope Heron. Hopes are but hopes I was ever confident when I traded but in remnants that my starres had reserv'd me to the title of a Viscount at least honor is honor though cut out of any stuffes Sket: My brother Heron hath right wisely delivered his opinion for he that threeds his needle with the sharpe eyes of industrie shall in time goe through-stitch with the new suite of preferment Astley Spoken to the purpose my fine witted brother Sketon for as no Indenture but has its counterpawne no Noverint but his Condition or Defeysance so no right but may haue claime no claime but may haue possession any act of Parlament to the Contrary notwithstanding Frion You are all read in mysteries of State And quicke of apprehension deepe in judgement Actiue in resolution
come sit Sit and be quiet here are Kingly buggs words Enter at one dore foure Scotch Antickes accordingly habited Enter at another foure wilde Irish in Trowses long hayred and accordingly habited Musicke The Maskers daunce K: Ia: To all a generall thankes Warb: In the next Roome Take your owne shapes againe you shall receiue Particular acknowledgement K: Ia: Enough Of merriments Crawford how far 's our Armie Vpon the March Craw: At Hedenhall great King Twelue thousand well prepard K: Ia: Crawford to night Post thither Wee in person with the Prince By foure a clocke to morrow after dinner Will be w' ee speede away Craw. I flie my Lord K: I Our businesse growes to head now where 's your Secretarie that he attends'ee not to serue Warb: With March-mont your Herald K: Ia: Good the Proclamations readie By that it will appeare how the English stand Affected to your title Huntley comfort Your Daughter in her Husbands absence fight With prayers at home for vs who for your honors Must toyle in fight abroad Hunt: Prayers are the weapons Which men so neere their graues as I doe vse I 've little else to doe K: Ia: To rest young beauties Wee must be early stirring quickly part A Kingdomes rescue craues both speede and art Cosens good night Flourish Warb: Rest to our Cosen King Kath: Your blessing Sir Hunt: Faire blessings on your Highnesse sure you neede 'em Exeunt omnes Manent Warb Katherine Warb: Iane set the lights downe and from vs returne To those in the next roome this little purse Say we 'ele deserue their loues Iane It shall be done Sir Warb: Now dearest ere sweet sleepe shall seale those eyes Loues pretious tapers giue me leaue to vse A parting Ceremonie for to morrowe It would be sacriledge to intrude vpon The temple of thy peace swift as the morning Must I breake from the downe of thy embraces To put on steele and trace the pathes which leade Through various hazards to a carefull throne Kath: My Lord I would faine goe w' ee there 's small fortune In staying here behinde Warb: The churlish browe Of warre faire dearest is a sight of horror For Ladies entertainment if thou hear'st A truth of my sad ending by the hand Of some vnnaturall subject thou withall Shalt heare how I dyed worthie of my right By falling like a KING and in the cloze Which my last breath shall sound thy name thou fayrest Shall sing a requiem to my soule vnwilling Onely of greater glorie 'cause devided From such a heaven on earth as life with thee But these are chimes for funeralls my businesse Attends on fortune of a sprightlier triumph for loue and Majestie are reconcil'd And vow to crowne thee Empresse of the West Kath: You haue a noble language Sir your right In mee is without question and however Events of time may shorten my deserts In others pittie yet it shall not stagger Or constancie or dutie in a wife You must be King of me and my poore heart Is all I can call mine Warb: But we will liue Liue beauteous vertue by the liuely test Of our owne bloud to let the Counterfeite Be knowne the worlds contempt Kath: Pray doe not vse That word it carries fate in 't the first suite I ever made I trust your loue will graunt Warb: Without deniall dearest Kath: That hereafter If you returne with safetie no adventure May sever vs in tasting any fortune I nere can stay behinde againe Warb: Y' are Ladie Of your desires and shall commaund your will Yet 't is too hard a promise Kath: What our Destinies Haue rul'd out in their Bookes wee must not search But kneele too Warb: Then to feare when hope is fruitlesse Were to be desperately miserable Which povertie our greatnesse dares not dreame of And much more scornes to stoope to some fewe minutes Remaine yet let 's be thriftie in our hopes Exeunt Enter King Henrie Hialas and Vrswicke K: H Your name is Pedro Hialas a Spaniard Hialas Sir a Castillian borne K: H King Ferdinand With wise Queene Isabell his royall consort Write 'ee a man of worthie trust and candor Princes are deare to heaven who meete with Subjects Sincere in their imployments such I finde Your commendation Sir let me deliver How joyfull I repute the amitie With your most fortunate Maister who almost Comes neere a miracle in his successe Against the Moores who had devour'd his Countrie Entire now to his Scepter Wee for our part Will imitate his providence in hope Of partage in the vse o' nt Wee repute The privacie of his advisement to vs By you entended an Ambassadour To Scotland for a peace betweene our Kingdomes A policie of loue which well becomes His wisedome and our care Hialas Your Majestie Doth vnderstand him rightly K: H Els your knowledge can instruct me wherein Sir To fall on Ceremonie would seeme vselesse Which shall not neede for I will be as studious Of your concealement in our Conference As any Counsell shall advise Hialas Then Sir My chiefe request is that on notice given At my dispatch in Scotland you will send Some learned man of power and experience To joyne in treatie with me K. H. I shall doe it Being that way well provided by a servant Which may attend 'ee ever Hialas If King Iames By any indirection should perceiue My comming neere your Court I doubt the issue Of my imployment K: H Be not your owne Herald I learne sometimes without a teacher Hialas Good dayes guard all your Princely thoughts K: H Vrswicke no further Then the next open Gallerie attend him A heartie loue goe with you Hialas Your vow'd Beadsman Ex Vrsw: and Hialas K: H King Ferdinand is not so much a Foxe But that a cunning Huntsman may in time Fall on the sent in honourable actions Safe imitation best deserues a prayse Enter Vrswicke What' the Castillians past away Vrsw: He is And vndiscovered the two hundred markes Your Majestie conveyde a' gentlie purst With a right modest gravitie K: H What wast A' mutterd in the earnest of his wisedome A' spoke not to be heard T was about Vrsw: Warbecke How if King Henry were but sure of Subjects Such a wilde runnagate might soone be cag'd No great adoe withstanding K: H Nay nay something About my sonne Prince Arthurs match Vrsw: Right right Sir A humd it out how that King Ferdinand Swore that the marriage 'twixt the Ladie Katherine His Daughter and the Prince of Wales your Sonne Should never be consummated as long As any Earle of Warwicke liv'd in England Except by newe Creation K: H I remember 'T was so indeede the King his Maister swore it Vrsw: Directly as he said K: H An Earle of Warwicke Provide a Messenger for Letters instantly To Bishop Fox Our newes from Scotland creepes It comes so slow wee must haue ayrie spirits Our time requires dispatch the Earle of Warwicke Let him be sonne to Clarence younger brother To
wonder from report my Lord The Court of England emulates your meritt And covetts to embrace 'ee Daliell I must waite on The Princesse in her fortunes Oxf: Will you please Great Ladie to set forward Kath: Being driven By fate it were in vaine to striue with Heaven Exeunt omnes Enter King Henry Surrey Vrswicke and a guard of Souldiers K: H The Counterfeit King Perkin is escap'd Escape so let him he is heg'd too fast Within the Circuite of our English pale To steale out of our Ports or leape the walls Which guarde our Land the Seas are rough and wider Then his weake armes can tugge with Surrey henceforth Your King may raigne in quiet turmoyles past Like some vnquiet dreame haue rather busied Our fansie then affrighted rest of State But Surrey why in articling a peace With Iames of Scotland was not restitution Of Losses which our Subjects did sustaine By the Scotch inrodes questioned Sur: Both demanded And vrg'd my Lord to which the King reply'd In modest merriment but smiling earnest How that our Master Henrie was much abler To beare the detriments then he repay them K: H The young man I beleeue spake honest truth 'A studies to be wise betimes Ha's Vrswicke Sir Rice ap Thomas and Lord Brooke our Steward Return'd the westerne Gentlemen full thankes From Vs for their try'd Loyalties Sur: They haue Which as if health and life had raign'd amongst em With open hearts they joyfully receiu'd K: H Young Buckingham is a fayre natur'd Prince Louely in hopes and worthie of his Father Attended by an hundred Knights and Squires Of speciall name he tendred humble service Which wee must n'ere forget and Devonshires wounds Though sleight shall find sound cure in our respect Enter Dawbney with Warbeck Heron Iohn a Water Astley Sketon Dawb: Life to the King and safetie fixe his throne I here present you royall Sir a shadowe Of Majestie but in effect a substance Of pittie a young man in nothing growne To ripenesse but th' ambition of your mercie Perkin the Christian worlds strange wonder K: H Dawbney Wee obserue no wonder I behold t is true An ornament of nature fine and pollisht A handsome youth indeede but not admire him How came he to thy hands Dawb: From Sanctuarie At Beweley neere Southhampton registred With these few followers for persons priviledg'd K: H I must not thanke you Sir you were too blame To infringe the Libertie of houses sacred Dare wee be irreligious Dawb: Gracious Lord They voluntarily resign'd themselues Without compulsion K: H So 't was very well T' was very very well turne now thine eyes Young man vpon thy selfe and thy past actions What revells in combustion through our Kingdome A frenzie of aspiring youth hath daunc'd Till wanting breath thy feete of pride haue slipt To breake thy necke Warb: But not my heart my heart Will mount till every drop of bloud be frozen By deaths perpetuall Winter If the Sunne Of Maiestie be darkned let the Sunne Of Life be hid from mee in an eclipse Lasting and vniversall Sir remember There was a shooting in of light when Richmond Not ayming at a crowne retyr'd and gladly For comfort to the Duke of Britaines Court Richard who swayed the Scepter was reputed A tyrant then yet then a dawning glimmer'd To some few wandring remnants promising day When first they ventur'd on a frightfull shore At Milford Haven Dawb: Whither speeds his boldnesse Checke his rude tongue great Sir K: H O let him range The player 's on the stage still 't is his part A' does but act what followed Warb: Bosworth feild Where at an instant to the worlds amazement A morne to Richmond and a night to Richard Appear'd at once the tale is soone applyde Fate which crown'd these attempts when lest assur'd Might haue befriended others like resolv'd K: H A prettie gallant thus your Aunt of Burgundie Your Dutchesse Aunt enform'd her Nephew so The lesson prompted and well conn'd was moulded Into familiar Dialogue oft rehearsed Till learnt by heart 't is now receiv'd for truth Warb: Truth in her pure simplicitie wants art To put a fayned blush on scorne weares onely Such fashion as commends to gazers eyes Sad vlcerated Noveltie farre beneath The spheare of Maiestie in such a Court Wisedome and gravitie are proper robes By which the Soveraigne is best distinguisht From Zanyes to his Greatnesse K: H Sirra shift Your anticke Pageantrie and now appeare In your owne nature or y 'oule taste the daunger Of fooling out of season Warb: I expect No lesse then what severitie calls Iustice And Polititians safetie let such begge As feed on almes but if there can be mercie In a protested enemie then may it Descend to these poore creatures whose engagements To th' bettering of their fortunes haue incur'd A losse of all to them if any charitie Flowe from some noble Orator in death I owe the fee of thankfulnesse K: H So braue What a bold knaue is this which of these Rebells Ha's beene the Mayor of Corke Dawb: This wise formalitie Kneele to the King 'ee Rascalls K: H Canst thou hope A Pardon where thy guilt is so apparant Mayor Vnder your good favours as men are men they may erre for I confesse respectiuely in taking great parts the one side prevailing the other side must goe downe herein the poynt is cleere if the proverbe hold that hanging goes by destinie that it is to little purpose to say this thing or that shall be thus or thus for as the fates will haue it so it must be and who can helpe it Dawb: O block-head thou a privie Counseller Begg life and cry aloude Heaven saue King Henrie Mayor Every man knowes what is best as it happens for my owne part I beleeue it is true if I be not deceived that Kings must be Kings and Subjects Subjects But which is which you shall pardon me for that whether we speake or hold our peace all are mortall no man knowes his end K: H Wee trifle time with follyes Omnes Mercie mercie K: H Vrswicke command the Dukeling and these fellowes To Digby the Lieftenant of the Tower With safetie let them be convay'd to London It is our pleasure no vncivill outrage Taunts or abuse be suffred to their persons They shall meete fayrer Law then they deserue Time may restore their wits whom vaine ambition Hath many yeares distracted Warb: Noble thoughts Meete freedome in captivitie the Tower Our Childhoods dreadfull nursery K: H. No more Vrs: Come come you shall haue leisure to bethinke 'ee Exit Vrsw: with Perkin and his K: H Was ever so much impudence in forgery The custome sure of being stil'd a King Hath fastend in his thought that HE IS SVCH But wee shall teach the ladd another language 'T is good we haue him fast Dawb: The Hangmans physicke Will purge this saucie humor K: H Very likely Yet wee could temper mercie with extremitie Being not too far provok'd Enter Oxford