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A11265	The true chronicle historie of the whole life and death of Thomas Lord Cromwell As it hath beene sundrie times publikely acted by the right honorable the Lord Chamberlaine his seruants. Written by W.S.	W. S.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616, attrib. author. aut; Smith, Wentworth, fl. 1601-1623, attrib. author. aut	1602 (1602)	STC 21532; ESTC S104562	30,280	52

fall as sudden and vnlooked for to What glorie was in England that I had not Who in this land commanded more then Cromwell Except the King who greater then my selfe But now I see what after ages shall The greater man more sudden is their fall And now I do remember the Earle of Bedford Was very desirous for to speake to me And afterward sent to me a letter The which I thinke I haue still in my pocket Now may I read it for I now haue leasure And this I take it is He reades the Letter My Lord come not this night to Lambeth For if you do your state is ouerthrowne And much I doubt your life and if you come Then if you loue your selfe stay where you are O God had I but read this letter Then had I beene free from the Lions paw Deferring this to read vntill to morrow I spurnd at ioy and did imbrace my sorrow Enter the Leiutenant of the Tower and officers Now maister Lieutenant when 's this day of death Lieu. Alas my Lord would I might neuer see it Here are the Dukes of Suffolke and of Norffolke Winchester Bedford and sir Richard Ratcliffe With others but why they come I know not Crom. No matter wherefore Cromwell is prepard For Gardiner has my state and life insnard Bid them come in or you shall do them wrong For here stands he whom some thinkes liues too long Learning killes learning and insteed of Inck To dip his Pen Cromwels heart blood doth drinke Enter all the Nobles Norf. Good morrow Cromwell what alone so sad Crom. One good among you none of you are bad For my part it best fits me be alone Sadnesse with me not I with any one What is the king acquainted with my cause Norf. We haue and he hath answered vs my Lord Cro. How shall I come to speake with him my selfe Gard. The King is so aduertised of your guilt He will by no meanes admit you to his presence Cro. No way admit me am I so soone forgot Did he but yesterday imbrace my neck And said that Cromwell was euen halfe himselfe And is his Princely eares so much bewitched With scandolous ignomie and slanderous speeches That now he dooth denie to looke on me Well my Lord of Winchester no doubt but you Are much in fauour with his Maiestie Will you beare a letter from me to his grace Gard. Pardon me I le beare no traitors letters Crom. Ha will you do this kindnesse then Tell him by word of mouth what I shall say to you Gard. That will I Crom. But on your honour will you Gard. I on my honor Crom. Beare witnesse Lords Tell him when he hath knowne you And tried your faith but halfe so much as mine Hee le finde you to be the falsest harted man In England Pray tell him this Bed Be patient good my Lord in these extreames Crom. My kinde and honorable Lord of Bedford I know your honor alwaies loued me well But pardon me this still shall be my theame Gardiner is the cause makes Cromwell so extreame Sir Ralphe Sadler pray a word with you You were my man and all that you possesse Came by my meanes to requite all this Will you take this letter here of me And giue it with your owne hands to the king Sad. I kisse your hand and neuer will I rest Eare to the king this be deliuered Exit Sadler Crom. Why yet Cromwell hath one friend in store Gard. But all the hast he makes shall be but vaine Here 's a discharge for your prisoner To see him executed presentlie My Lord you here the tenor of your life Crom. I doe imbrace it welcome my last date And of this glistering world I take last leaue And noble Lords I take my leaue of you As willinglie I goe to meete with death As Gardiner did pronounce it with his breath From treason is my hart as white as Snowe My death onlie procured by my foe I pray commend me to my Soueraigne king And tell him in what sort his Cromwell died To loose his head before his cause were tride But let his Grace when he shall here my name Say onely this Gardiner procured the same Enter young Cromwell Lieu. Here is your sonne come to take his leaue Crom. To take his leaue Come hether Harry Cromwell Marke boye the last words that I speake to thee Flatter not Fortune neither fawne vpon her Gape not for state yet loose no sparke of honor Ambition like the plague see thou eschew it I die for treason boy and neuer knew it Yet let thy faith as spotlesse be as mine And Cromwels vertues in thy face shall shine Come goe along and see me leaue my breath And I le leaue thee vpon the houre of death Son. O father I shall die to see that wound Your blood being spilt will make my hart to sound Cro. How boy not looke vpon the Axe How shall I do then to haue my head stroke off Come on my childe and see the end of all And after say that Gardiner was my fall Gar. My Lord you speake it of an enuious hart I haue done no more then lawe and equitie Bed. O good my Lord of Winchester forbeare It would a better seemed you to beene absent Then with your wordes disturbe a dying man Cro. Who me my Lord no he disturbes not me My minde he stirres not though his mightie shocke Hath brought mo peeres heads downe to the blocke Farewell my boy all Cromwell can bequeath My hartie blessing so I take my leaue Hang. I am your deaths man pray my Lord forgiue me Crom. Euen with my soule why man thou art my Doctor And bringes me precious Phisicke for my soule My Lord of Bedford I desire of you Before my death a corporall imbrace Bedford comes to him Cromwell imbraces him Farewell great Lord my loue I do commend My hart to you my soule to heauen I send This is my ioy that eare my bodie fleete Your honourd armes is my true winding sheete Farewell deare Bedford my peace is made in heauen Thus falles great Cromwell a poore ell in length To rise to vnmeasured height winged with new strength The land of Wormes which dying men discouer My soule is shrinde with heauens celestiall couer Exit Cromwell and the officers and others Bed. Well farewell Cromwell the trewest friend That euer Bedford shall possesse Well Lordes I feare when this You le wish in vayne that Cromwell had Enter one with Cromwels head Offi. Heare is the head of the deceased Cromwell Bed. Pray thee goe hence and beare his heade away Vnto his bodie inter them both in clay Enter Sir Raulphe Sadler Sad. Ho now my Lordes what is Lord Cromwell dead Bed. Lord Cromwels body now doth want a heade Sad. O God a little speede had saued his life Here is a kinde repriue come from the king To bring him straight vnto his maiestie Suf. I I sir Raulph repriues comes now too late Gar. My conscience now telles me this deede was ill Would Christ that Cromwell were aliue againe Nor. Come let vs to the king whom well I know Will grieue for Cromwell that his death was so Exeunt omnes FINIS

serue for but to feede a sort Of lazie Abbotes and of full fed Fryers They neither plow nor sowe and yet they reape The fat of all the Land and sucke the poore Looke what was theirs is in King Henries handes His wealth before lay in the Abbie lands Gar. Indeede these things you haue aledged my Lord When God doth know the infant yet vnborne Will curse the time the Abbies were puld downe I pray now where is hospitality Where now may poore distressed people go For to releeue their neede or rest their bones When weary trauell doth oppresse their limmes And where religious men should take them in Shall now be kept backe with a Mastiue dogge And thousand thousand Nor. O my Lord no more thinges past redresse T is bootelesse to complaine Cro. What shall we to the Conuocation house Nor. Wee le follow you my Lord praie leade the way Enter Old Cromwell like a Farmer Old Cro. How one Cromwell made Lord Keeper since I left Putnay And dwelt in Yorkeshire I neuer hard better newes I le see that Cromwell or it shall goe hard Cro. My aged father state set aside Father on my knee I craue your blessing One of my seruantes go and haue him in At better leasure will we talke with him Old Cro. Now if I die how happy were the day To see this comfort raines forth showers of ioy Exit Olde Cromwell Nor. This dutie in him showes a kinde of grace Cro. Go on before for time drawes on apace Exit all but Friskiball Fris. I wonder what this Lord would haue with me His man so stricktlie gaue me charge to stay I neuer did offend him to my knowledge Well good or bad I meane to bide it all Worse then I am now neuer can befall Enter Banister and his wife Ba. Come wife I take it be almost dinner time For maister Newton and maister Crosbie sent to me Last night they would come dine with me And take their bond in I pray thee hie thee home And see that all things be in readinesse Mi. Ba. They shal be welcome husband I le go before But is not that man maister Friskiball She runnes and imbrases him Ba. O heauens it is kinde maister Friskiball Say sir what hap hath brought you to this passe Fris. The same that brought you to your misery Ba. Why would you not acquaint me with your state Is Banister your poore friend quite forgot Whose goods whose loue whose life and all is yours Fri. I thought your vsage would be as the rest That had more kindnesse at my handes then you Yet looked asconce when as they saw me poore Mi. Ba. If Banister should beare so bace a hart I neuer would looke my husband in the face But hate him as I would a Cockatrise Ba. And well thou mightest should Banister deale so Since that I saw you sir my state is mended And for the thousand pound I owe to you I haue it ready for you sir at home And though I greeue your fortune is so bad Yet that my hap 's to helpe you makes me glad And now sir will it please you walke with me Fris. Not yet I cannot for the Lord Chancelour Hath here commaunded me to waight on him For what I know not pray God t is for my good Ba. Neuer make doubt of that I le warrant you He is as kinde a noble gentleman As euer did possesse the place he hath Mi. Ba. Sir my brother is his steward if you please Wea le go along and beare you company I know we shall not want for welcome there Fris. With all my hart but what 's become of Bagot Ba. He is hanged for buying iewels of the Kinges Fris. A iust reward for one so impious The time drawes on sir will you go along Ba. I le follow you kinde maister Friskiball Exit Omnes Enter two Marchants 1. Now maister Crosbie I see you haue a care To keepe your word in paiment of your monie 2. By my faith I haue reason vpon a bond Three thousand pound is too much to forfeit Yet I doubt not Maister Banister 1. By my faith your summe is more then mine And yet I am not much behinde you too Considering that to day I paid at court 2. Masse and well remembred What 's the reason the Lord Cromwels men Weare such long skirts vpon their coates They reach almost downe to their verie ham 1. I will resolue you sir and thus it is The Bishop of Winchester that loues not Cromwell As great men are enuied aswell as lesse A while agoe there was a iarre betweene them And it was brought to my Lord Cromwels eare That Bishop Gardiner would sit on his skirt Vpon which word he made his men long Blew coates And in the Court wore one of them himselfe And meeting with the Bishop quoth he my Lord Here 's skirt enough now for your Grace to sit on Which vexed the Bishop to the very hart This is the reason why they weare long coates 2. T is alwaies seene and marke it for a rule That one great man will enuie still another But t is a thing that nothing concernes me What shall we now to Maister Banisters 1. I come wee le pay him royally for our dinner Exit Enter the Vsher and the Shewer the meate goes ouer the Stage Vsher. Vncouer there Gentlemen Enter Cromwell Bedford Suffolke Old Cromwell Friskiball goodman Seelie and attendants Crom. My noble Lordes of Suffolke and of Bedford Your honors welcome to poore Cromwels house Where is my father nay be couered Father Although that duty to these noble men doth challenge it Yet I le make bolde with them Your head doth beare the callender of care What Cromwell couered and his Father bare It must not be Now sir to you Is not your name Friskiball and a Florentine Fris. My name was Friskiball till cruell fate Did rob me of my name and of my state Crom. What fortune brought you to this countrie now Fri. All other parts hath left me succorlesse Saue onelie this because of debts I haue I hope to gaine for to releeue my want Crom. Did you not once vpon your Florence bridge Helpe two distressed men robd by the Bandetto His name was Cromwell Fri. I neuer made my braine a calender of any good I did I alwaies lou'd this nation with my heart Crom. I am that Cromwell that you there releeued Sixteene Duckets you gaue me for to cloath me Sixteene to beare my charges by the way And sixteene more I had for my horse hier There be those seuerall summes iustlie returnd Yet with iniustice seruing at my need And to repay them without interest Therefore receiue of me these foure seuerall bags In each of them there is foure hundred marke And bring me the names of all your debitors And if they will not see you paide I will O God forbid that I should see him fall That helpt me in my greatest need of all Here stands my Father that

first gaue me life Alas what dutie is too much for him This man in time of need did saue my life And therefore cannot do too much for him By this old man I often times was fed Els might I haue gone supperlesse to bed Such kindnesse haue I had of these three men That Cromwell no way can repaie againe Now in to dinner for we stay too long And to good stomacks is no greater wrong Exit omnes Enter Gardiner in his studie and his man Gard. Sirra where be those men I causd to stay Ser. They do attend your pleasure sir within Gard. Bid them come hether and stay you without For by those men the Foxe of this same land That makes a Goose of better then himselfe Wee le worie him vnto his latest home Or Gardiner will faile in his intent As for the Dukes of Suffolke and of Norffolke Whom I haue sent for to come speake with me Howsoeuer outwardlie they shadow it Yet in their hearts I know they loue him not As for the Earle of Bedford he is but one And dares not gaine-say what we do set downe Enter the two witnesses Now my friends you know I sau'd your liues When by the law you had deserued death And then you promised me vpon your othes To venture both your liues to do me good Both wit We swore no more then that we will performe Gard. I take your words and that which you must do Is seruice for you God and for your King To roote a rebell from this flourishing land One that 's an enemie vnto the Church And therefore must you take your solemne oathes That you heard Cromwell the Lord Chauncellor Did wish a dagger at King Henries hart Feare not to sweare it for I hard him speake it Therefore wee le shield you from insuing harmes 2. Wit If you will warrant vs the deed is good Wee le vndertake it Gar. Kneele downe and I wil here absolue you both This Crucifix I lay vpon your head And sprinckle holy-water on your browes The deed is meritorious that you do And by it shall you purchase grace from heauen 1. Now sir wee le vndertake it by our soules 2. For Cromwell neuer loued none of our sort Gar. I know he doth not and for both of you I will preferre you to some place of worth Now get you in vntill I call for you For presentlie the Dukes meanes to be here Exit wit Cromwell sit fast thy time 's not long to raigne The Abbies that were puld downe by thy meanes Is now a meane for me to pull thee downe Thy pride vpon thy owne head lights vpon For thou art he hath changd religion But now no more for here the Dukes are come Enter Suffolke Norffolke and the Earle of Bedford Suff. Goodden to my Lord Bishop Nor. How fares my Lord what are you all alone Gar. No not alone my Lords my mind is troubled I know your honours muse wherefore I sent And in such hast What came you from the King Norff. We did and left none but Lord Cromwell with him Gard. O what a dangerous time is this we liue in There 's Thomas Wolsay hee s alreadie gone And Thomas Moore he followed after him Another Thomas yet there doth remaine That is farre worsse then either of those twaine And if with speed my Lords we not pursue it I feare the King and all the land will rue it Bed Another Thomas pray God it be not Cromwell Gard. My Lord of Bedford it is that traitor Cromwell Bed Is Cromwell false my hart will neuer thinke it Suff. My Lord of Winchester what likelihood Or proofe haue you of this his treacherie Gar. My Lord too much call in the men within Enter witnesses These men my Lord vpon their othes affirme That they did here Lord Cromwell in his garden Wished a dagger sticking at the hart Of our King Henrie what is this but treason Bed If it be so my hart doth bleed with sorrow Suff. How say you friends what did you here these words 1. wit We did and like your grace Norff. In what place was Lord Cromwell when he spake them 2. wit In his Garden where we did attend a sute Which we had waited for two yeare and more Suff. How long i st since you heard him speake these words 2. wit Some halfe yeare since Bed How chance that you conceald it all this time 1. wit His greatnesse made vs feare that was the cause Gard. I I his greatnesse that 's the cause indeed And to make his treason here more manifest He calles his seruants to him round about Telles them of Wolsayes life and of his fall Saies that himselfe hath manie enemies And giues to some of them a Parke or Manor To others Leases Lands to other some What need he doe thus in his prime of life And if he were not fearfull of his death Suff. My Lord these likelihoods are very great Bed Pardon me Lords for I must needs depart Their proofes are great but greater is my heart Exit Bedford Norff. My friends take heed of that which you haue said Your soules must answer what your tongues reports Therefore take heed be warie what you doe 2. wit My Lord we speake no more but truth Norff. Let them depart my Lord of Winchester Let these men be close kept Vntill the day of triall Gar. They shall my Lord here take in these two men Exit witnesses My Lords if Cromwell haue a publike triall That which we do is voide by his deniall You know the king will credit none but him Nor. T is true he rules the King euen as he pleases Suff. How shall we do for to attache him then Gard. Marie my Lords thus by an Acte he made himselfe With an intent to intrap some of our liues And this it is If any Councellor Be conuicted of high treason He shall be executed without a publike triall This Act my Lords he causd the King to make Suff. A did indeed and I remember it And now it is like to fall vpon himselfe Nor. Let vs not slack it t is for Englands good We must be warie els hee le go beyond vs Gar. Well hath your Grace said my Lord of Norffolke Therefore let vs presently to Lambeth Thether comes Cromwell from the Court to night Let vs arest him send him to the Tower And in the morning cut off the traitors head Norf. Come then about it let vs guard the towne This is the day that Cromwell must go downe Gard. Along my Lords well Cromwell is halfe dead He shaked my hart but I will shaue his head Exeunt Enter Bedford solus Bed My soule is like a water troubled And Gardiner is the man that makes it so O Cromwell I do feare thy end is neare Yet I le preuent their malice if I can And in good time see where the man doth come Who little knowes how neares his day of dome Enter Cromwell with his traine Bedford makes