THE ROYALL KING AND The Loyall Subject As it hath beene Acted with great Applause by the Queenes Maiesties Servants Aut prodesse solent aut delectare Written by Thomas Heywood LONDON Printed by Nich and Iohn Okes for Iames Becket and are to be fold at his shop at the inner Temple neare the Gate 1637 The Prologue to the Stage To give content to this most curious Age The gods themselves we' have brought downe to the Stage And figur'd them in Planets made even Hell Deliver up the Furies by no spell Saving the Muses rapture further we Have traffickt by their helpe no History We have left unrifled our Pens have beene dipt As well in opening each hid Manuscript As Tracts more vulgar whether read or sung In our domesticke or more forraigne tongue Of Faiery Elves Nymphs of the Sea and Land The Lawnes and Groves no number can be scan'd Which we have not given feet to nay 't is knowne That when our Chronicles have barren growne Of Story we have all Invention stretcht Div'd low as to the Center and then reacht Unto the Primum mobile above Nor scapt things intermediate for your love These have beene Acted often all have past Censure of which some live and some are cast For this in agitation stay the end Though nothing please yet nothing can offend Dramatis Personae THe King of England The Prince of England The Lord Martiall Captaine Bonvile The Earle of Chester Corporall Cocke The Lord Lacy Lansprisado Match The Lord Clinton The Clowne The Lord Audley A Welch-man The Lord Bonvile An Host of the ordinary The Princesse Foure young Gallants at the ordinary Isabella the Martials eldest Daughter A Servant Margaret the Martials younger Daughter A Bawd The Lady Mary Audley Two Courtezans Two Gentlemen in a Brothel-house Attendants c. The Royall King AND The Loyall Subiect Actus primus Scena prima Enter the King of England the Lord Lacy Clinton Chester and the Martiall Audley and Bonvile King THus from the holy Warres are we return'd To slumber in the Summer of soft peace Since those proud enemies that late blaspheamd And spit their furies in the face of Heaven Are now laid low in dust Chester Dread Soveraigne The Heavens have shew'd their bounty unto us In guarding your most deare and sacred life From opposite hatred and that imminent perill To which you were ingag'd Clinton When in one battaile you were twice unhorst Guirt with the opposite rankes of Infidels That had not timely rescue come from Heaven Mortall assistance had beene us'd in vaine King Ey now you load me with a surplusadge Of comprlesse debets this thrice valiant Lord My noble Martiall twice that perillous day Did he bestride me and beneath his Targe Me thought that instant did I lie as safe As in my best and strongest Cittadell The whilst his bright Sword like the Bolt of Iove Pierc't the steele-crests of barbarous Infidels And flatted them with earth although my Subject Yet in this one thing thou hast prov'd my Lord For when my life was forfeit to the Warres Thou by thy valour didst redeeme it freely And gav'st it me whilst thou ingag'st thy life For which if ever by like chance of Warre Lawes forfeiture or our prerogative Thy life come in like danger here we sweare By our earths honours and our hopes divine As thou for us wee 'le ours ingage for thine Mart. You give my Lord to Duty Attributes Too high for her submisse humility I am your vassall and ten thousand lives Of equall ranke with mine subjects and servants Be over-rated if compar'd with yours King When I forget thee may my operant parts Each one forget their office We create thee Next to our selfe of power we but except The name of King all other dignities We will communicate to thee our friend Mart. May I no longer use these Royalties Or have the power to enjoy them then I wholly Devote them to your service Prince Noble Martiall If I survive Englands Inheritance Or ever live to sit on Iacobs Stone Thy love shall with my Crowne be hereditary Mart. And gracious Prince since Heaven hath bin as liberall To grace me with your favour as my birth Was to endow me richly all your graces Shall with my great and ample revenues Be ever to your vertues serviceable King We know it and have beene observers long Of thy choice vertues neither could we yet Fasten that love on thee which came not home With double use and ample recompence Clint. These graces are beyond dimension They have nor height nor depth uncircumscrib'd And without bounds He like abroad arm'd tree O're-shadows us and throw his spacious bowes We that grow under cannot see the Sunne Nor taste the cheerefull warmth of his bright beames These branches we must loppe by fire or Thunder Or by his shadowy armes be still kept under Chest. I was borne Eagle-fighted and to gaze In the Suns fore-head I will brooke no cloud To stand betwixt me and his glorious fire I 'le have full light or none either soare high Or else sinke low my ominous Fate is cast Or to be first or of all abjects last King You shall renowned Martiall feast for us The Embassadors that come from forraigne Lands To gratulate our famous victories Mar. I shall my Lord and give them intertainment To Englands honour and to suite the place Of which I beare the name King We doubt it not We understand Lords in these tedious warres Some forward spirits have beene at great expence To furnish them like noble Gentlemen And many spent most part of their revenues In honour of their Countrey some undone In pursuit of these warres now if such come For their reliefe by suite petitionary Let them have gracious hearing and supply Or by our service or our Treasury Audley I have one Kinsman hath spent all his land And is return'd a begger and so tatter'd As that I can but blush to acknowledge him But in the Warres he spent it and for me Warres shall relieve him He was a noble Heire But what these lost let other Warres repaire King Lords all once more we greete your safe returne With generall welcome we invite you all To feast with us and joy what we have wonne Happiest in these our Martiall and our sonne Exit Enter the Clowne and a Welch-man Clowne It seemes thou hast not beene in the Warres my Friend but art new come up to London Welch Heaven plesse thee from all his mercies and his graces It was told us in Wales that you have great pigge Organ in Pauls and pigger by a great deale than our Organ at Rixam which made me make my travels and my journies on the pare hoofe up to London to have resolutions and certifications in that pisinesse that when I venture into my Countries and habitations I may give notice to mine Uncle Rice ap Davy ap Morgan ap Evan ap Iones ap Geffrey I pray where apout stands Pauls Church can you
And let him not drop his shooe-clouts here 2. Gent. Sfoot dost thou meane we shall goe louzie out of the house 3. Gent. If he will not goe out by faire meanes Send for a Constable 4. Gent. And send him to Bridewell Ordinary whipping cheere is best for him Host. Nay pray sir leave my house you see the Gentlemen will not endure your company Cap. Mine Host thou knewst me in my flourishing prime I was the first brought custome to thine house Most of my meanes I spent here to enrich thee And to set thee up I 've cast downe my selfe Host. I remember sir some such matter but you see the times change Nay will you leave the Gentlemen Cap. The Lease of this house hadst thou not from me Did I not give thee both the Fyne and Rent Host. I must needs say you were bountifull when you had it but in troth sir if you will not be gone J shall be forc't to turne you out by the head and shoulders Cap. And is not all this worth the trusting for an Ordinary Host. Nay if you prate I shall use you somewhat extraordinary Gent. Downe with the Rogue Cap. Since you hate calmes and wil move stormy weather Now Host and guest shall all downe staires together Clown Ah well done Master tickle them noble Captaine Cap. Come Cock I have tooke some of their stomacks away from them before Dinner Enter the Martiall with his two men and his two Daughters Mar. We are at peace now and in threatned death We doe enjoy new life my onely comforts The image of my late deceased wife Now have I time to surfeit on your sight Which Court-imployments have debarr'd me long Oh Fortune thou didst threaten misery And thou hast paid me comfort neede we ought That we should seeke the suffrage of the Court Are we not rich are we not well revenew'd Are not the Countrey-pleasures farre more sweete Than the Court-cares Instead of balling suiters Our eares receive the musicke of the Hound For mounting pride and lofty ambition We in the Ayre behold the Falcons Tower And in that Morall mock those that aspire Oh my good King instead of threat and wrong Thou hast brought me rest which I have wisht so long Isabella Sir we have long beene Orphans in the Countrey Whilst you still followed your affaires at Court We heard we had a Father by our Guardian But scarce till now could we enjoy your sight Katherine Nor let it seeme offencive to your love That we in your retirement should take pride The King in this pursues our greater happinesse And quickens most where he would most destroy Mar. You are mine owne sweet girles in your vertues I place my sole blisse you are all my honours My favours state and offices at Court What are you not Let the King take my lands And my possession and but leave me you He leaves me rich more would I not desire And lesse he cannot grant Enter a servant Serv. One from the King Attends your honour and his urgency Craves quicke dispatch Mar. Ladies withdraw a little I long to know what mischiefe 's now afoot Wee 'le front it be it death ey and march towards it A Chaire admit the Herald let him in We are arm'd 'gainst what can come our breast is true And that 's one Maxim what is forc't is wrong We can both keepe our heart and guide our tongue Enter the servant ushering in Chester Chest. Sir the King greets you and commands you effect His will in this you know the Character Mar. My good Lord Martiall you are welcome hither These Lines I kisse because they came from him Chest. You 'le like the letter better than the style Ha change your face is your blood moov'd to the tyde Or ebbes it to your heart Mar. Thou hast two Daughters He reads Faire by report her whom thou lov'st best Send to the Court it is thy Kings behest Doe this on thy allegeance Chest: Sir your Answer Mar. I pray Sir deale with men in misery Like one that may himself be miserable Insult not too much upon men distrest Play not too much upon my wretchednesse The noble minds still will not when they can Chest. I cannot stay for answer pray be briefe Mar. You are more welcome than your message Sir And yet that 's welcome comming from my King Pray Sir forbeare me 't is the Kings command And you shall know mine answer instantly Receive him nobly Chest. I shall waite your pleasure Mar. Malice revenge displeasure envy hate I had thought that you had onely dwelt at Court And that the Countrey had beene cleere and free But from Kings wraths no place I finde is safe My fairest daughter had the King commanded One of my hands I had sent it willingly But her yet Kings must not be dallied with Somewhat I must resolve to breed of force Treason or to my blood or to my King False Father or false or Subject I must proove Be true to him I serve other I love Somewhat I must my Daughters call them in Enter one ushering the Ladies Leave them and us Ladies I must be blunt the King 's displeas'd And hearing of two children whom I love My patience and my loyalty to try Commands that she whom I love best must dye Isab Dye 'las chat's nothing must nor all men so And doth not Heaven crowne martyr'd innocence I was affraid my Lord the King had sene To have strumpetted the fairest for of your blood An innocent death my Lord is crowne of rest Then let me dye as her whom you love best Kath. If but to dye prove that you love me then Death were most welcome to confirme your love Alas my Sister she hath not the heart To looke upon a rough Tormenters face I am bold and constant and my courage great As token of your love then point out me Mar. Alas my girle for greater ills prepare Death would end yours and somewhat ease my sorrows What I must speake containes Heavens greatest curse Search all the world you can finde nought so ill Isab. Speak 't at once Mar. Her whom I best affect The King intends to strumpet Kath. Blesse me Heaven Mar. Should he Kath. By all my joyes I 'le sooner dye Then suffer it Isab. And so by Heaven will I Mar. Now you are mine indeed who would forgoe One of these jemmes so fine and valued so But passion give me leave the King commands I must obey The fairest he sent for None of my daughters have beene seene at Court Nor hath the ambitious Chester view'd them yet My eldest then shall goe come hither girle I send thee Heaven knowes whether to thy death Or to thine honour though he envie me Yet in himselfe the King is honourable And will not stretch his malice to my child The worst I feare and yet the best I hope I charge thee then even by a fathers name If the King daine to take thee to his bed By name
brother of a Serjeant a rich corne-master of a plentifull yeere or a troublesome Attourney to heare of suits put to compremize Sir I must challenge you you are my kinsman My Grandsir was the first that rais'd the name Of Bonvile to this height but Lord to see That you are growne a Lord and know not me Bonv. Cousin I know you you have bin an unthrift And lavisht what you had had I so done I might have ebb'd like you where I now flow Cap. Yet I can purchase that which all the wealth you have will never winne you Bon. And what 's that I pray Cap. Wit is the word strange to you wit Bon. Whither wilt thou Cap. True Wit will to many ere it come to you Bon. Feed you upon your purchase I 'le keepe mine Cap. Have you the wit to doo 't Cap. I have wit to buy And you to sell which is the greater gaine Cousin I 'le keepe my wealth keep you your brain Cap. The wealth of Mydas choak thee ere th' art old And even the bread thou feed'st on change to gold My Lord you heare how I pray for my Kinred I have a little more charity for my friend with you I have some businesse Aud. I am in haste now Cap. I pray you stay Audl. Not now indeed Cap. Pardon for here 's no way Before you heare me Aud. Prithee be briefe Cap. Your daughter lives I hope Aud. What 's that to thee Cap. Somewhat 't will proove ey and concerning me Before I laid my fortunes on these warres And was in hope to thrive by your consent Nay by your motion our united hearts Were made more firme by contract well you know We were betroth'd Aud. Sir I remember 't not Cap. I doe and thus proceed I was in hope to have rais'd my fortunes high And with them to have pull'd her by degrees Vnto that eminence at which I aime I venter'd for it but instead of wealth I purchast nought but wounds Honour I had And the repute of valour but my Lord These simply of themselves are naked Titles Respectlesse without price and bombast wealth And to the purblind world shew seeming bad Behold in me their shapes they thus goe clad Aud. You said you would be briefe Cap. All that I had I spent upon my Soldiers we tooke no spoile The warres have grated on me ev'n to this That you now see Now my last refuge is To raise my selfe by her Aud. And spend her meanes As thou hast done thine owne vile unthrift no I know no Contract Cap. I have one to shew Aud. No matter think'st thou that I 'le vent my bagges To suite in Sattin him that Jets in ragges Exit Cap. The world 's all of one heart this blaze I can All love the money none esteemes the man These be our friends at Court and fine ones too Are they not pray where be our followers Cock Here noble Captaine Cap. You see how our friends grace us what hopes we have to preferre you Corp. I see sufficient Captaine I will discharge my selfe I meane to seeke else-where for preferment Cap. All leave me if you please but him that stayes If e're I mount I 'le with my fortunes raise Match Captaine I desire your passe I meane to march along with my Corporall Cap. Wilt thou goe too Cock I leave you who I for a little diversity for a wet storme no Sir though your out-sides fall away I 'le cleave as close to you as your linings Cap. Gramercy yet away without reply Corp. Futre for thy base service Cap. Away sfoot how am I falne out of my humour and yet this strangenesse of my nearest friends and alliance deserves a little cotemplating is 't possible that even Lords that have the best educating whose eares are frequent to the most fluent discourse that live in the very braine of the Land the Court that these should be gull'd with shadows and not be able to distinguish a man when they see him thou knowest me yet these doe not Cock Why may not a poore man have as good eyes as another their eares indeed may be larger than mine but I can see as far without spectacles as the best Lord in the land Cap. These superficiall Lords that thinke every thing to be as it appeares they never question a mans wit his discretion his language his inward vertues but as hee seemes he passes Cock I warrant if I should looke like an Asse They would take mee for one too Cap. The next I try is my betroth'd if she acknowledge this hand that hath received hers this heart this face and knowes the person from the garment I shall say Woman there is more vertue in thee than Man Cock There 's no question of that for they say they will hold out better But Sir if we be no better habited I make a question how we shall get in at the Court-gate for I 'le assure you your fashion is not in request at the Court Cap. My vertue is not to be imitated I 'le hold my purpose though I be kept backe and venter lashing in the Porters Lodge Come follow me I will goe see my Mistresse Though guirt with all the Ladies of the court Though ragged Vertue oft may be kept out No grate so strongly kept above the Center But Asses with gold laden free may enter Actus Secundus Scena Secunda Enter the Prince the Princesse the Martiall and the Lady Mary Audley Prince Lord Martiall we are much in debt to you For by your favour we obtain'd the prize In the last Tourney we acknowledge it Mar. I could not love my Soveraigne Gracious Prince Without extent of duty to the sonne Princesse 'T was nobly ply'd on both sides both had honour Yet brother to be modest in your praise You had the best Prince You please to grace me Sister Martiall I heare you are a widdower late How long is 't since your beauteous Countesse dy'd Mar. My Lord you make me now unsoldier-like For get the name of Martiall to become A passionate husband her remembrance drawes Teares from mine eyes shee dy'd some three Moneths since Good Lady shee 's now gone Princesse A kinde Husband I 'le warrant him if e're I chance to bride Heaven grant I finde no worse Prince Have you no children by her Mar. Two sweet Girles Now all my hopes and solace of this earth Whom next the zeale I owe unto my King I prise above the world Prince Why noble Sir Are they not brought up to be train'd at Court To attend our Sister Mar. They are young and tender And e're I teach them fashion I would gladly Traine them in vertue and to arme their youth Against the smooth and amorous baits of Court Princesse As kind a Father as a Husband now If e're I chance to wedde such Heaven grant me Prince Why Heaven may heare your prayer here 's one I warrant that dreames not on a Husband Princesse Yet e're long Shee may
souldier I protest Clown Loe I have taught him his lesson already I knew where I should have you Cap. There 's first to make you beggers for to that all such must come that leave their Masters poore Begon and never let me see you more Touch. God be with you good Captaine come Match let us betake us to our randevous at some out end of the Citty Cap. Hee makes a begger first that first relieves him Not Vsurers make more beggers where they live Than charitable men that use to give Clown Here comes a Lord Enter Clinton Clin. I am glad to see you Sir Cap. You know me now your Worship 's wondrous wise You could not know me in my last disguise Clin. Lord God you were so chang'd Cap. So am I now From what I was of late you can allow This habite well but put my tother on No congie then your Lordship must be gon You are my Summer-friend Enter Bonvile Bonv. Cousin well met Cap. You should have said well found For I was lost but late dead under ground Our Kinred was when I redeem'd my Land They both reviv'd and both before you stand Bon. Well well I know you now Cap. And why not then I am the same without all difference when You saw me last I was as rich as good Have no additions since of name or blood Onely because I wore a thread-bare suite I was not worthy of a poore salute A few good cloaths put on with small adoo Purchase your knowledge and your kinred too You are my silken Unkle oh my Lord Enter Audley and his Daughter You are not in haste now Aud. I have time to stay To aske you how you doe being glad to heare Of your good fortune your repurchast lands And state much amplified Cap. All this is true Ey but my Lord let me examine you Remember you a Contract that once past Betwixt me and your daughter here shee stands Aud. Sir since you did vnmorgage all your meanes It came into my thoughts trust me before I could not call 't to minde Cap. Oh mens weake strength That aime at worlds when they but their meere length Must at their end enjoy Thou then art mine Of all that I have proov'd in poverty The onely test of vertue what are these Though they be Lords but worldlings men all earth Thou art above them vertuous that 's divine Onely thy heart is noble therefore mine Mary And to be yours is to be what I wish You were to me as welcome in your ragges As in these Silkes I never did examine The out side of a man but I begin To censure first of that which growes within Cap. Onely for that I love thee These are Lords That have bought Titles Men may merchandize Wares ey and trafficke all commodities From Sea to Sea ey and from shore to shore But in my thoughts of all things that are sold 'T is pitty Honour should be bought for gold It cuts off all desert Enter the Host Clowne Master who 's here mine Host of the Ordinary Cap. Your businesse sir what by petition Host. Falne to a little decay by trusting and knowing your Worship ever a bountifull young Gentleman I make bold to make my wants first knowne to you Cap. Pray what 's your suite Host. Onely for a cast suite or some small remuneration Cap. And thou shalt have the suite I last put off Fetch it me Cock Cock I shall Sir Cap. Falne to decay I 'le fit you in your kind Cock I have a suite to you Sir and this it is Cap. In this suit came I to thine Ordinary In this thou would'st have thrust me out of doores Therefore with this that then proclaim'd me poore I 'le salve thy wants nor will I give thee more Base worldlings that despise all such as need Who to the needy begger are still dumbe Not knowing unto what themselves may come Host. I have a cold suite on 't if I be forc't to weare it in winter I bid your worship farewell Clown So should all that keepe Ordinaries bid their guests farewell though their entertainment be never so ill Well sir I take you but for an ordinary fellow and so I leave you Master who will not say that you are a brave fellow and a most noble Captaine that with a word or two can discomfit an Host Cap. I know you therefore know to rate your worths Both to their height and depth their true dimensions I understand for I have try'd them all But thou art of another element A mirrour of thy sexe that canst distinguish Vertue from wealth thee as my owne I elect And these according to themselves despise A Courtier henceforth I my selfe professe And thee my wife thou hast deserv'd no lesse Enter the King the Prince and the Princesse and Chester King No newes yet from our Martiall we three moneths Have stay'd his leasure but receive not yet That daughter we sent for Prince She peradventure Hath not her strength recovered or her beauty Lost by her sicknesse to the full regain'd Chest. Vpon my life my Lord when she is perfect And hath receiv'd her full ability Shee shall attend your pleasure Princesse But your Queene That vertuous Lady when I thinke on her I can but grieve at her dejectednesse King Heaven knowes I love her above all the world And but her Father this contends with us When we in all our actions strive to exceed We could not brooke her absence halfe so long But we will try his patience to the full Enter Bonvile Audley Captaine Clinton Mary the Clowne Cap. My prostrate duty to the King my Master I here present Prince This is the Gentleman Commended for his valour in your warres Whose ruin'd fortunes I made suite to raise I would intreat your Highnesse to respect him King All his proceedings we partake at large Know both his fall and height we shall regard him Even with his worth be neare us of our chamber Sir we shall use your wisedome and preferre it According to your worth Be this your hope We know you Cap. Onely in that I am happy Enter the Servant Serv. Health to your Majesty King Whence Serv. From my Master The pOOrest subject that your land containes Rich onely in his truth and loyalty King Speake hath he sent his daughter Serv. Yes my Liege He hath sent his daughters please you rest satisfied And patiently peruse what he hath sent King We are full of expectations pray admit Those Presents that he meanes to greete us with Serv. You shall my Lord Sound enter with two Gentlemen-ushers before them the Queen crown'd her sister to attend her as her waiting-maid with a traine Serv. Your Queene and wife crown'd with a wreath of gold Of his owne charge with that this double dower Doubled againe and guarded with this traine Of Gentlewomen according to her state My Lord presents you this his younger daughter He hath bestow'd a hand-maide to your Queene A place