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A pleasant commodie, called Looke about you As it was lately played by the right honourable the Lord High Admirall his seruaunts; Look about you.
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STC 16799; ESTC S109639
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impiety With shew to chastice loose adulterie Say Rosamond was Henries Concubine Had neuer King a Concubine but he Did Rosamond begin the fires in Fraunce Made she the Northerne borders reeke with flames Vnpeopled she the townes of Picardy Left she the wiues of England husbandles O no she sinn'd I graunt so doe we all She fell her selfe desiring none should fall But Elinor whom you so much commend Hath been the bellowes of seditious fire Eyther through Iealious rage or mad desire I st not a shame to thinke that she hath arm'd Foure Sonnes right hands against their fathers head And not the children of a low-priz'd wretch But one whom God on earth hath deified See where he sits with sorrow in his eyes Three of his Sonnes and hers tutor'd by her Smiles whilst he weeps and with a proude disdaine Imbrace blith mirth while his sad heart complaine Fau. Ha laugh they nay by the rood that is not wel Now fie young Princes fie Hen. Peace doting foole Iohn Be silent asse Fau. With all my heart my Lords my humble leaue my Lords Gods mother asse and foole for speaking truth T is terrible but fare yee well my Lords Rich. Nay stay good Faukenbridge impute it rage That thus abuses your right reuerend age My brothers are too hot Fau. Too hot indeed foole asse for speaking truth it's more than need Rich. Nay good Sir Richard at my kinde intreate For all the loue I beare your noble house Let not your absence kindle further wrath Each side 's at counsell now sit downe I pray I le quite it with the kindest loue I may Glo. I to his wife Fau. Prince Richard I le sit downe But by the faith I owe fayre Englands Crowne Had you not been I would haue left the place My seruice merits not so much disgrace Ric. Good Faukenbridge I thanke thee Go to their places Glo. And you 'l thinke of him if you can step into his bower at Stepney Fau. Prince Richard's very kinde I know his kindenes He loues me but he loues my Lady better No more I le watch him I le preuent his game Young Lad it 's ill to halt before the lame They breake asunder Papers this while being offred and subscribed betweene eyther Hen. I le not subscribe to this indignity I le not be call'd a King but be a King Allow me halfe the Realme giue me the North The Prouinces that lye beyond the Seas Wales and the Isles that compasse in the mayne Glo. Nay giue him all and he will scant be pleas'd Rich. Brother you aske too much Iohn To much too little hee shall haue that and more I sweare he shall I will haue Nottingham and Salisbury Stafford and Darby and some other Earledome Or by S. Iohn whose blessed name I beare I le make these places like a wildernes I st not a plague an horrible abuse A King a King of England should be Father To foure such proper youths as Hall and Dicke My brother Geffrey and my proper selfe And yet not giue his sonnes such maintenaunce As he consumes among his minions Rich. Be more respectiue Iohn Io. Respectiue Richard are you turn'd pure a changing wether-cocke I say it's reason Henry should be King Thou Prince I Duke as Ieffry is a Duke Lan. What shall your Father doe Jo. Liue at his prayers haue a sufficient pention by the yere Repent his sinnes because his end is neere Glo. A gratious sonne a very gratious sonne Kin. Will this content you I that haue sat still Amaz'd to see my sonnes deuoyde of shame To heare my subiects with rebellious tongues Wound the kinde bosome of their Soueraigne Can no more beare but from a bleeding hart Deliuer all my loue for all your hate Will this content thee cruell Elinor Your sauage mother my vnciuill Queene The Tygresse that hath drunke the purple bloud Of three times twenty thousand valiant men Washing her red chaps in the weeping teares Of widdows virgins nurses sucking babes And lastly sorted with her damn'd consorts Entred alaborinth to murther loue Will this content you she shall be releast That she may next seaze me she most enuyes Hen. Our mothers liberty is some content Kin. What else would Henry haue Hen. The Kingdome Kin. Peruse this byll draw neere let vs conferre Joh. Hall be not answered but with Soueraignty For glorious is the sway of Maiesty Kin. What would content you John Joh. Fiue Earledomes Sir Kin. What you sonne Richard Ric. Pardon gratious father th'furtheraunce for my vow of penance For I haue sworne to God and all his Saints These armes erected in rebellious brawles Against my Father and my Soueraigne Shall fight the battles of the Lord of hoasts In wrong'd Iudea and Palestina That shall be Richards pennance for his pride His bloud a satisfaction for his sinne His patrimony men munition And meanes to waft them into Siria Kin. Thou shalt haue thy desire Heroyicke Sonne As soone as other home-bred brawles are done Lan. Why weepes olde Faukenbridge Fau. I am almost blind to heare sons cruell and the fathers kinde Now well a neere that ere I liu'd to see Such patience and so much impiety Glo. Brother content thee this is but the first Worse is a brewing and yet not the worst Leâ— You shall not stand to this Hen. And why my Lord Ley. The lands of Moorton doth belong to Iohn Hen. What 's that to me by Acte of Parlament If they be mine confirm'd he must be pleas'd Ioh. Be pleas'd King puppet haue I stood for thee Euen in the mouth of death open'd my armes To sercle in seditious vgly shape Shooke hands with duety bad adew to vertue Prophan'd all Maiesty in heauen and earth Writ in blacke Carracters on my white brow The name of rebell Iohn against his Father For thee for thee thou Otimie of honour Thou worme of Maiesty thou froth thou puble And must I now be pleas'd in pease to stand While statutes make thee owner of my land Glo. Good pastime good now will the theeues fall out Joh O if I doe let me be neuer held Royall King Henryes sonne pardon me father Pull downe this rebell that hath done thee wrong Dicke come and leaue his side assayle him Lords Let 's haue no parly but with billes and swoordes Ki. Peace Iohn lay downe thy armes heare Henry speake He mindes thee no such wrong Io. He were not best Hen. Why hayre-brain'd brother can yee brooke no iest I doe confirme you Earle of Nottingham Io. And Moorton too Hen. I and Moorton too Io. Why so now once more I le sit downe by you Glo. Blow winde the youngest of King Henries stocke Would fitly serue to make a weather-cocke Io. Gape earth challenge thine owne as Gloster lyes Pitty such mucke is couer'd with the skies Fau. Be quiet good my Lords the Kings commaund You should be quiet and t is very meere It 's most conuenient how say you Prince Richard Rich. It is