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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A03248	The royall king, and the loyall subject As it hath beene acted with great applause by the Queenes Maiesties Servants. Written by Thomas Heywood.	Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641.; Bandello, Matteo, 1485-1561. Novelle. Part 1. Novella 2.	1637 (1637)	STC 13364; ESTC S104074	42,284	78

sham'd not to come out but held it sinne Not to be pardon'd to be seene goe in But I 'le be modest nay nay keepe your Gold To cure those hot diseases you have got And being once cleere betake you to one man And study to be honest that 's my counsell You have brought many like you Gentlemen That jet in Silkes to goe thus ragg'd like us Which did they owne our thoughts these rags would change To shine as we shall though you think it strange Come come this house is infected shall we goe Clowne Why Sir shall I have no sport for my money but even a snatch and away Cap. Leave me and leave me ever and observe This rule from me where there is lodg'd a Whore Thinke the Plagues crosse is set upon that doore Clowne Then Lord have mercy upon us where have we beene The Clowne goes learing away and shaking his head Bawd Hist hist heere 's a rayling companion indeed 1. Whore I know not what you call a rayling companion but such another discourse would make me goe neere to turn honest Bawd Nay if you be in that minde I 'le send for your love the plague in my house the Pox is as soone I am sure there was never man yet that had Lord have mercy upon us in his minde that would ever enter here Nay will you goe Sound enter the King Prince Princesse all the Lords the Queene c. King Before you all I here acknowledge Lords I never held me happy but in this My vertuous choice in having your applause Me-thinks I had the sweet consent of Heaven Princesse This noble Lady now my royall Mother Hath by her love to you regard to us And courteous affability to all Attain'd the generall suffrage of the Realme Princesse Her modest carriage shall be rules to me Her words instructions her behaviour precepts Which I shall ever study to observe Queen I feele my body growing by the King And I am quicke although he know it not Now comes my fathers last injunction To my remembrance which I must fulfill Although a Queene I am his daughter still King Lords and the rest forbeare us till we call A chaire first and another for our Queene Some private conference we intend with her Now leave us Exeunt Lords King My fairest Isabella the choice jewell That I weare next my heart I cannot hide My love to thee 't is like the Sunne invelopt In watery clouds whose glory will breake thorow And spite opposure scornes to be conceal'd Saving one thing aske what my kingdome yeelds And it is freely thine Queen What 's that my Lord King I cannot speake it without some distaste To thee my Queene yet if thy heart be ours Name it not to me Queen I am onely yours King Begge not thy fathers free repeale to Court And to those offices we have bestow'd Save this my Kingdome and what it containes Is thy wills subject Queen You are my King and Husband The first includes allegeance the next duty Both these have power above a Fathers name Though as a daughter I could wish it done Yet since it stands against your Royall pleasure I have no suite that way King Thou now hast-thrust thy hand into my bosome And we are one Thy beauty oh thy beauty Never was King blest with so faire a wife I doe not blame thy Father to preferre Thee 'fore thy sister both in love and face Since Europe yeelds not one of equall grace Why smiles my love Queen As knowing one so faire With whom my pale cheeke never durst compare Had you but seene my Sister you would say To her the blushing Corrall should give way For her cheeke staines it Lillies to her brow Must yeeld their Ivory whitenesse and allow Themselves o'recome If e're you saw the skie When it was clear'st it never could come nigh Her Azure veines in colour shee 's much clearer Ey and her love much to my Father dearer King We by our noble Martiall made request For the most faire and her whom he best lov'd Durst he delude us Queen What I speake is true So will your selfe say when shee comes in place King Our love to thee shall not or'ecome that hate We owe thy Father though thou bee'st our Queene Queen He keeps her as his Treasure locks her safe Within his armes he onely minded me As one he lov'd not but thought meerely lost King Thou art lost indeed for thou hast lost my heart Nor shalt thou keepe it longer all my love Is swallowed in the spleene I beare thy Father And in this deepe disgrace put on his King Which wee 'le revenge Enter Prince Princesse Chester Clinton Bonvile and Audley King It shall be thus Chester beare hence this Lady to her Father As one unworthy us with her that dower The double dower he by his servant sent Thy teares nor knee shall once prevaile with us As thou art loyall without further language Depart our presence wee 'le not heare thee speake Chest. What shall I further say King Command him on his life to send to Court His tother Daughter and at our first summons Lest we proclaime him Traytor this see done On thy Allegeance Chest. Now the goale is ours King None dare to censure or examine this That we shall hold our friend or of our blood Subjects that dare against their Kings contend Hurle themselves downe whilst others hie ascend Exit Actus quartus Enter the Martiall and his daughter Katherine Mar. I see the King is truely honourable All my disgraces and disparagements He hath made good to me in this to queene my child And which more glads me with such ardency He seemes to affect her and to hold her deare That nothing's valued if compar'd with her Now Heaven whilst thou this second happinesse And blisse wilt lend me I shall still grow great In my content opinion and my fate In spight of whisperers and Court-flatterers Kath. Had you best lov'd my Sister and lesse me I had beene Queene before her but she venter'd For her preferment therefore 't is her due Out of our feares and loves her honours grew Mar. Whilst I may keepe thy beauty in mine eye And with her new rais'd fortunes fill mine eare I second none in blisse she 's my Court comfort Thou my home happinesse in these two blest Heaven hath inrich't me with a crowne of rest Kath. Nor doe I cover greater Royalties Than to enjoy your presence and your love The best of these I prize above all fortunes Nor would I change them for my Sisters state Mar. Her beauty and her vertues mixt have won The King my Soveraigne to be tearm'd my son Enter Servant Ser. Earle Chester with the Queene your princely daughter Are without traine alighted at the gate And by this entred Mar. Thou hast troubled me And with a thousand thoughts at once perplex't My affrighted heart admit them soft not yet What might this meane my daughter in the charge Of him that

that may become her were she child Vnto your greatest Peere had he had more More had he sent these worthlesse as they be He humbly craves you would receive by me King His bounty hath no limit but my Queene Her bright aspect so much perswades with me It charmes me more than his humility Arise in grace and sweet forget your wrong Queen My joyes unspeakable can finde no tongue To expresse my true hearts meaning King Beauteous Maide You are our Sister and that royall Title From all disgrace your freedome shall proclaime Kath. I finde your Grace the same my noble Father Hath still reported you royall in all By whom the vertuous rise th th' ignoble fall Prince I have not seene a Lady more compleate Her modesty and beauty both are matchlesse King Am I a King and must be exceeded still Or shall a subject say that we can owe His bounty we will equall and exceed We have power to better what in him 's but well Your free opinions Lords is not this Lady The fairer of the twaine how durst our subject Then dally with us in that high designe Chest. With pardon of the Queene shee 's paralell'd By her faire Sister Clin. Were my censure free I durst say better'd Prince Were it put to me I should avow she not the Queene alone Excells in grace but all that I have seene King Dost love her Prince As my honour or my life King Her whom thou so much praisest take to wise Prince You blesse my youth Kate And strive to eternize me Queen Nor in this joy have I the meanest part Now doth your Grace your inward love expresse To me and mine King I never meant thee lesse Thy Sister and thy daughter freely imbrace That next thee hath our Kingdomes second place How say you Lords have we requited well Our subjects bounty are we in his debt Aud. Your Highnesse is in courtesie invincible Bonv. And bountifull beyond comparison Chest. This must not hold prevention out of hand For if the Martiall rise we stand not long Clin. Our wits must then to worke Chest. They must of force This is not that to which our fortunes trust King Let then our subject know his King hath power To vanquish him in all degrees of honour And he must now confesse him selfe excell'd With what can Heaven or Earth his want supply To equall this our latest courtesie We have the day we rise and he must fall As one subdu'd Serv. His Highnesse knows not all One speciall gift he hath reserv'd in store May happily make your Grace contend no more King No sir thinke you your Master will yet yeeld And leave to us the honour of the day I wish him here but this last sight to see To make him us acknowledge Serv. On my knee One boone I have to begge King Speake let me know Thy utmost suite Serv. My noble Master stayes Not farre from Court and durst he be so ambitious As but to appeare before you and present you With a rich gift exceeding all have past The onely perfect token of his zeale He would himselfe perpetually hold vanquish't In all degrees of love and courtesie King For our Queenes love and our faire daughters sake We doe not much care if we grant him that Admit him and his presence urge with speed Well may he imitate but not exceed Chest. I feare our fall if once the Martiall rise Downe downe must we Clin. Therefore devise some plot His favour to prevent Chest. Leave it to me King Lords we are proud of this our unity Double Alliance of our sonnes faire choice Since 't is applauded by your generall voyce The rather since so matchlesse is our Grace That force perforce our subject must give place Enter the Martiall with a rich Cradle borne after him by two Servants Mar. Not to contend but to expresse a duty Of zeale and homage I present your grace With a rich jewell which can onely value These royall honours to my Daughters done King Value our bounty shouldst thou sell thy selfe Even to thy skin thou couldst not rate it truely Mar. My Liege I cannot but in liew and part Though not in satisfaction I make bold To tender you this Present King What 's the project Here 's cost and art and amply both exprest I have not view'd the like Prince 'T is wondrous rare I have not seene a Modell richlier fram'd Princesse Or for the quantity better contriv'd This Lord in all his actions is still noble Exceeding all requitall King 'T is a brave out-side Mar. This that you see my Lord is nothing yet More than its worth it hath commended bin This is the case the jewell lyes within Pleaseth your Grace t' unvaile it King Yes I will But e're I open it my Lord I doubt The wealth within not equalls that without King VVhat have we here Mar. A jewell I should rate Were it mine owne above your Crowne and Scepter King A child Mar. A Prince one of your royall blood Behold him King my grand-child and thy sonne Truely descended from thy Queene and thee The Image of thy selfe King How can this be Queen My royall Liege and Husband view him well If your owne favour you can call to minde Behold it in this Infant limn'd to 'th life Hee 's yours and mine no kinred can be nearer King To this rich jewell I hold nothing equall I know thee vertuous and thy father loyall But should I doubt both yet this royall Infant Hath such affection in my heart imprest That it assures him mine my noble subject Thou hast at length o'recome me and I now Shall ever ever hold me vanquished Had'st thou sought Earth or Sea and from them both Extracted that which was most precious held Thou nothing could'st have found to equall this This the mixt Image of my Queene and me Here then shall all my emulation end O'recome by thee our subject and our friend Mar. Your vassall and your servant that have strove Onely to love you and your royall favours Not to requite for that I never can But to acknowledge and in what I may To expresse my gratitude King Thine is the conquest But shall I gee 't o're thus 't is in my head How I this lost dayes honour shall regaine A gift as great as rich I have in store With which to gratifie our subjects love And of a value unrequitable Thou hast given me a Grand-child and a sonne A royall infant and to me most deare Yet to surpasse thee in this emulous strife I give thee here a daughter and a wife Now must thou needs confesse the conquest wonne By me thy King thy Father and thy sonne Mar. Your father sonne and subject quite surpast Yeelds himselfe vanquish't and o'recome at length Princesse You have not my consent yet Mar. Madam no The king doth this his bounty to expresse Your love is to your selfe and therefore free Bestow it where you please Princesse Why then on thee He