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A53462	The history of Henry the Fifth ; and, The tragedy of Mustapha, son of Solyman the Magnificent as they were acted at His Highness the Duke of York's Theater / written by the Right Honourable the Earl of Orrery.	Orrery, Roger Boyle, Earl of, 1621-1679.; Orrery, Roger Boyle, Earl of, 1621-1679. Mustapha, the son of Solyman the Magnificent.	1668 (1668)	Wing O480; ESTC R22002	39,499	58

France demand Const. You would by meer demand a question make No Treaty gives all that success can take This high resolve does more become the Field 'T is nobler all to lose then all to yield Bedf. And you 'l confess it is more nobly done By Arms then Treaty to regain a Throne But yet my Brother thought a Treaty good That his French Subjects might preserve their blood Arch-Bish That King proves well the justice of his claim Who for his Subjects sakes is deaf to Fame E. of Char. Had we no Plea but what prescription gives That were enough whilst any French-man lives Warw. In pleading so my Lord your selves you wrong That can no Title be but to the strong For what can a protective aid afford Against the clearest Right and sharpest Sword Bish. of Ar. From what pretence soe're a claim you draw France knows no right above her Salique Law A Law which is both rational and old It never was by time or force controul'd Exet. You but imperfectly your story know Or speaking thus you hope that we do so That Law if made was past on Sala's banks And was not made for France but for the Francks A Germain people who in Camps were bred And therefore still renounc'd a Female head Bedf. A Law which only from arm'd Tumults rose And which Heaven's Law and Nature's does oppose My Lord of Canterbury 't is in you To speak how France we challenge as our due Arch-Bish Philip the Fourth as your own stories tell Had Lewis Philip Charles and Isabel Edward the Second did his Daughter wed His Sons did all to the French Crown succeed Who no Sons leaving Philip the Uncle's Son Did from the Father's Daughter take the Crown And kept it during injur'd Edward's life To whom 't was due in justice by his Wife That Edward dead Edward the Third his Son Did in his Mothers right demand his Crown Cressy and Poictiers to the World declare How Heav'n esteem'd his Sword in that just War Death Natures Conquerour did him subdue And his great Son the greater of the two Soon after Civil Wars our Isle destroy'd Our Swords against our selves were long imploy'd Whilst sick with Civil War Prides worst disease We bled in France and lost three Provinces But now when those Intestine Wars are done We come here to receive or take our own Bedf. You boast your Salique Law so just and old That it by time or force was ne're controul'd But tell I pray what part of it decreed That Martel should King Childerick succeed Or how it could if not by wrested shift Make Capet Successour to Lew'is the Fifth When Charles of Lorrain should have fill'd the place The first Heir-male left of your Royal Race Exet. 'T is true the States of France by their decree Did call King Capet to the Monarchie Who wisely then did Royal In'trest save Making them think that what they paid they gave For so to his just right he joyn'd their power By which he vanquish'd his Competitor Thus when by Arms the Salique Law was try'd Heaven judg'd the Title to the Female side For the chief right which Capet had to plead Was that he did King Lewis Sister wed Arch-Bish From this great Capet who that Law repeal'd All your succeeding Kings their Crowns have held By which my Lords we think we clearly show If then his claim was good ours now is so Warw. Or if you grant the States by their decree Can give to whom they will this Monarchie If you their pow'r so highly will advance We need but conquer to have right to France Burg. Since you my Lords so pry into our right How comes your Red-rose now to rule your White Blame not what France to that Duke Charles has done When a Lancastrian head does wear your Crown What by both sides may equally be sed That neither as his proper right can plead But if your Roses Heav'n should e're unite Then you may challenge France with better right None of the present Line we will admit The house of York can only plead for it Exet. All of that house allow my Nephew 's right And under him they for this Empire fight If Fate should them to Englands Throne advance They shall possess with it the Throne of France By them as Subjects he is serv'd and fear'd Burg. When they are Kings again they shall be heard My Lords that all this vain discourse may cease What say you if t' advance you to a peace We give your King the Princes Katherine And with her such vast Treasure we assign As may for ever all your Title buy To Anjou Aquitain and Normandy Bedf. How came such abject offers in your thought One ought not to be sold nor th' other bought Burg. Then know my Lords the War you must pursue The Sword must end what Treaty could not do He rises and the rest after him Exet. 'T is to the Sword we must have our recourse Where right 's deny'd 't is justice to use force Bedf. Pippin and Capet such sharp Swords did draw As twice repeal'd this Pagan-Salique-Law My Brother then may charge it as your crime If he presume to do it the third time His Sword you 'l quickly feel as sharp as theirs Since force must plead the right of Femal-heirs My Lords farewel we cannot here agree Salutes the English Lords But they 'l begin th' eusuing War at Sea Their Fleet 's prepar'd and by this morning Post Our Navy too does call me to the Coast. Exeunt Enter the Queen and Countess of La Marr. La Marr. So far this Treaty has already gone That the Burgundian did assure your Son The English Treaty never should succeed Which with the Dauphin's passion so agreed As he has offer'd him to share all France And to forget the Death of Orleance This Madam but too clearly let 's you see They mean to force you from the Regency Which the false Duke soon after will enjoy First he 'l divide and then your house destroy Queen This service my La Marr is far above All Presents I can make you but my Love I thought De Chastel had so fierce a mind As he to Love could never have inclin'd But in that thought I find I injure you This conquest only to your Eyes is due La Marr. Madam 't was only Love which could have prest This fatal secret from Chastel's breast Nor would I e're to him have faithless been But to save France and to preserve my Queen Queen Thy Queen half lost thy Friendship does restore And yet thy Friendship must oblige her more Enter Burgundy and Constable The Queen casts her eyes on Burgundy That haughty Burgundy shall shortly Mourn Kind Cousin you have made a quick return Burg. The Dukes of Bedford and of Exeter Joyn'd with their talking Bishop did appear So much averse to all that we could speak As we in Duty did the Treaty break Duty to you We offer'd all you sent But only France

as ignorance could make a crime I did employ him in my suit to you But knew not then that he ador'd you too But I declare which some amends may be That he at least in all things equals me Unless in Title but 't is greater far A Crown to merit then a Crown to wear Can Title in that Ballance e're prevail Where Love is Merit and you hold the Scale I wave whatever may your favour move Except the Title of the highest Love Speak for thy self if I have lessen'd thee Tudor Only my silence Sir should plead for me King Thy love when I employ'd thee was unknown I minded no mans sorrows but mine own Nor where so many shafts were shot in me Could think any before had wounded thee Tudor All Sir that in my cause is said by you At once is for me and against me too Howe're I 'le rather speak then quite despair Since she is just and you my Rival are Yet Sir this diff'rence to my case is due You speak for me but I resign for you Prin. Kath. He who resigns his Love though for his King Does as he is a Lover a low thing But as a Subject a high Crime does do Being at once Subject and Rebel too For whilst to Regal pow'r he does submit He casts off Love a greater pow'r then it Tudor I fear you now are glad of a pretence To punish what you cannot recompence Else could you think Loves pow'r I do not know Because my Love all others does out-go If I by that seem guilty in your Eye Oh happy guilt which raises Love so high For I but shew in what I now have done That I your Int'rest prize above my own Prin. Kath. But justly I admire how you can prove So true to Friendship and so false to Love Since in effect they both are but the same Only the Sex gives them a diff'rent name Tudor You Friendship tax for being too sublime And make its duty ev'n to Love a Crime Prin. Kath. Your King does give you a brave Rivals leave But you seem loth that license to receive Of these which for my wonder is more fit The leave he gave or your not using it Tudor The Giver may such gifts as these esteem I can but by refusing merit them And Madam since 't is evident that you Can never pay what to us both is due Why will you call that act in me a crime By which we both may justice do to him Nor blame me that my Friendship 's debt I paid By thus resigning what I never had Let me my death without reproaches crave Prin. Kath. At once you my disdain and pardon have Tudor But why should you disdain that which to you Obedience shews to him my Duty too Prin. Kath. It is a Duty he will not receive Tudor But you to love you have deny'd me leave Prin. Kath. He who makes love at a true Lovers height Does ne're ask leave but takes it as his right Tudor Have you design'd in what you 'd have me do To make me lose my King and Mistress too In losing of the last I 'm so accurst As you 'l in pity let me keep the first Prin. Kath. I 'de have you Sir in that which I intend Express that you did merit such a Friend I would have had you too to let him see That you were not unworthy to love me But making such an ill Retreat you seem No more to merit bravely me or him What greater thing or meaner could you do Then dare at once to love and quit me too I would have had you like your self appear And not with Friendships name disguise your fear Nor tell him he to your respect does owe That which alone my justice does bestow I would have had you nobly fall by it And not thus meanly uncompell'd submit Tudor Madam with you no longer I 'le contend Since in the way we differ not the end Sir though she thinks my condemnation fit Yet without sighs I to her doom submit For one joys loss another joy secures What loses me her favour merits yours King Whilst Tudor you for me your claim deny I gain the Field and you the Victory Your's is the Nobler mine the happier share I 'm the oblig'd but you th' obliger are Prin. Kath. In leaving me as worthy of your Friend You to the utmost rate my worth commend Whilst with that value I to him am brought You shew a Friendship worthy to be fought Be but my Friend as you to him have been Letting out Love to keep your Friendship in And make forsaken Love contented seem Then I 'le your Friendship Sir like Love esteem Enter Queen Chareloys Duke of Bedford and Princess Anne Queen I 'm come to tell you Sir that we have sign'd All that can France to your protection bind The States have judg'd to banishment my Son And as we promis'd have entayl'd the Crown Charl. And Sir in all their names one from each State Attending both your Thrones shall supplicate That they in publick their Decree may give Which only from their justice you receive Queen That publick form Sir may a little wait Till we our Nuptial Rites shall Celebrate My thoughts are fully to my Daughter known King But from her self would I might know her own Prin. Kath. I of your Love shall too unworthy be When I deny that it has conquer'd me King He who the glory has to conquer you Does without War more then the World subdue Bedf. Heav'n meant not you alone should happy be Behold Sir what it has reserv'd for me Confirm'd by her and by her Brother too Charl. The gift is perfect when allow'd by you King I can but adde the Ceremonial part You had the substance when you had the heart Prin. Ann. I cannot adde to what I gave before Unless in saying I could give no more Queen Crowds of impatient Subjects wait within To see the Nuptials of their King and Queen The Sacred Prelate in the Temple stays And longs to mingle Myrtle with your Bays It were offensive to admit delay She Sir will follow when I lead the way Exeunt Enter the Dauphin Dauph Revenge and pride my reason have betray'd And both have rul'd what both should have obey'd This Duke did with his life his sins resign Which in his blood are written down for mine Revenge of all thy Charms Oh let me find But one t' appease the Tempest of my mind Let none to the success of mischief trust I 'le rather be unhappy then unjust Enter De Chastel hastily De Chast. You cannot your new Levies now employ To storm or to besiege the Queen in Troyé Sir to prevent our courage and her fear The King of England is in person there The Bride 's prepar'd the King and Duke agreed The trembling States have treach'rously decreed During your Fathers life the King shall be Admitted to a boundless Regencie And after his decease their Law declares The Crown shall

doubting adde not to his pain You cannot but know him in whom you reign Prin. Kath. Since he 'twixt France and all her safety stands How dares he trust his person in her hands King He who adores you and dares tell you so What is there after which he dare not do Prin. Kath. To what a streight Sir have you brought me too I must be false to France or false to you The Dauphin discovers himself Dauph I will enlarge you though you wicked grow In calling that a streight which was not so For she who doubts if evil she should act Does in that very doubt a guilt contract No wonder now that France is faln so low The Daughter of it treating thus our Foe Prin. Kath. Brother I nothing of his coming knew His being here surpriz'd me more then you Dauph Sister when he reveal'd himself your eyes Shew'd greater signs of liking then surprize And to convince me clearly of your crime You doubted if you should discover him King I shall want patience to attend this storm Prin. Kath. The only fault you should in me reform Is that I doubted whether I should do As it became the Sister Sir of you But to the King Heav'n will this truth averr I ne're would have reveal'd his being here My Father's vertue to the world is known Who to my falshood would not owe his Throne If acts of Treachery he does not hate What he now suffers he deserves from Fate Since by fair War France now assaulted is Let her sink lower or by Vertue rise To abject deeds I 'le never condescend Nor make the means unworthy of the end King Vertue a higher pitch did never rise It has a lustre which out-shines her Eyes Madam in saying what you pleas'd to say You broke that silence my respects did pay And now Sir something I shall let you see To make you grant you injur'd her and me Dauph Have you a Pass-port then for coming here King This is my Pass-port to go ev'ry where Who e're a Pass-port such as this can show Pointing to his Sword Will find all places safe or make 'em so And Sir it is by this that you must swear Not to reveal what you discover'd here This must be sworn and sworn without a pause Dauph You should subdue me e're you give me Laws Yet I will swear but 't is that to this chance I owe the pow'r to pay my debts to France Debts which so weighty were as I did bow More under them then France does under you Those debts which by a cruel Mother's sway Till now I to my Birth could never pay Fortune and Sister here I pardon you For all you did and all that you would do Since through her Blindness and your Treachery My self I single in condition see To make our France such a revenge receive As all her Swords in Battel could not give I only grieve one false to France and me Should of that justice th' only witness be But yet that cause of grief should dis-appear Since seeing of your death will punish her King Oh could I justly think my self so blest That what relates to me could touch her breast Though I should perish in this present strife My death would be more happy then my life But since no service I have paid her yet Can make me hope a happiness so great I 'le strive to merit that which you but fear By now revenging what you said to her But yet we should not fight she being by Dauph That is the reason why you here must dye Draws his Sword King Then Madam you 'l forgive me if I now King draws Defend that life which does belong to you Prin. Kath. Oh Heavens whom shall I call perhaps I may Saving my Brothers life the King betray Exit and enters again with La Marr. You broke your trust Think on the Kings high worth La Marr. Blamount's without and stays to lead him forth King closes with him and dis-armes him Prin. Kath. Go open strait the Garden Gallery Keep for the Kings escape the passage free First for my Brother in the Lobby stay La Marr. When he is gone I 'le shut it with this key Exit La Marr. Prin. Kath. My Brother is dis-arm'd what shall I do King Your life young Prince is at my mercy now Prin. Kath. Sir for my Brothers life let me implore Nature speaks now as Honour did before King I to your pleasure ever will submit 'T is to your blood you owe my sparing it Your life I give you at the Princess word And for her sake I here restore your Sword But Sir remember y' are oblig'd by me No more t' invade your Sisters privacy Nor practise to obstruct that passions way Which is a debt so due as I must pay These not observing my revenge shall prove As strong to you as she shall find my love But if in both your courtesie be shown What here has past shall vanish as unknown Dauph Your Fortune Sir is great o're France and me Great is your promise too of secresie But if I can my self with silence please You may thank that and not your Menaces Exit Dauphin Prin. Kath. I 'le follow him t' observe which way he takes Whilst for the King she th' other passage makes Sir you should stay a while I 'le straight return Exit King Oh Heavens why have I given her cause to mourn Blamount whose conduct did me hither bring Will surely with a Friend and with a King His promise keep which was to see me out I cannot his unblemish'd honour doubt But I will stay to speak with her though all The World were to be bury'd in my fall Enter Princess Madam Can you the cause in me forgive Which gave you terrours here and make you grieve When you he injures not much more then me Your presence will his Sanctuary be Prin. Kath. I will forgive you Sir all terrours here If by your quick return you 'l end my fear To all your longer stay Alarms will give My Brother's Nature is Vindicative I fear from his revenge all that is ill Here where he wants no pow'r to act his will King A greater ruine Madam I fore-see Then he though in this place can cast on me If I from hence should to my Camp remove Before I know how you receive my love Prin. Kath. The first day Sir you 'l think it were unfit I should do more then only know of it Nor have you any reason to despair When for your safety I express my care King Vertue may make you be my safeties friend But to what 's dearer to me I pretend My safety lies not in my going hence But in that blessing you may here dispence I would not safety without that enjoy And with it nought my safety can destroy Prin. Kath. I will say any thing you 'l have me say Rather then keep you here in ruines way But yet that what I speak may not a appear To

fall to Henry and his Heirs The Queen to whom they vast Revenues give Will quitting pow'r rich and obscurely live Dauph Can her revenge alone incline her to What right and nature could not make her do De Chast. Spend not that time in blaming what she does Which fortune for a fair retreat allows The Duke of Exeter with all his horse Directly to your Camp now bends his course Th' Alarm of such a growing force so near Gave your new Troops a good excuse for fear O'retake your time before it runs too far Sir 't is a granted principle in War That Chiefs not strong enough t' engage in fight Should still retire before the Foe 's in sight Of all Wars tasks the hardest is Retreat Where fear does our worst Foe Disorder meet Retire Sir lest men say we proudly stay'd Too long for those of whom we were afraid Dauph Must the first Act which I design'd to do Be foyl'd and e're it is attempted too De Chast. Let not one look of Fortune cast you down She were not fortune if she still did frown Such as do braveli'est bear her scorns a while Are those on whom at last she most will smile Dauph Raise then the Camp Fortune that leads the way Of Time's whole progress can give us a day Exeunt The Curtain Falls Two Heraulds appear opposite to each other in the Balconies near the Stage 1. Her Herauld What summons have you to proclaim Whom would you summon now and in whose name 2. All that are English all that are French appear 1. I am to summon those Great Nations here 2. And I must summon them to come before Henry the Fifth both King and Conquerour All that are English all that are French appear 1. Behold your King and Queen behold and hear You Preiates of the Church are summon'd all And every Member Ecclesiastical 2. And every Noble too and Commoner 1. He that is French or English and not here In person or in publique Deputie Shall though alive in Law not living be 2. Henry the Fifth is now to take the Crown Of France not as if giv'n him but his own 1. That Crown shall still descend to all his Line As Heirs or not as Heirs of Katherine 2. He that is French or English now attend 1. Or else he is no Leige-man nor no Friend The Curtain is drawn up The Curtain being lifted up there appear the King Princess Katherine Queen Mother Princess Anne Chareloys and all the English and the French Nobility and Officers of State and others according to their places Burg. The Deputies sent by the three Estates Wait for admittance at your Palace Gates King My Lord with all the publick forms of care Let all my Officers their way prepare All the Officers design'd for that purpose then orderly go out If ought this day my blessings could abate 'T is that they are ill husbanded by Fate For Madam I am now too happy grown By gaining in one day you and a Throne The first felicity I found so vast As takes away my rellish of the last Enter the Distinct Trains of the Deputies from the three Estates the Kings Officers and last of all the three Deputies the Bishop of Arras for the Ecclesiasticks the Constable for the Peers and Monsieur Cole-more for the people Bish. of Ar. Great King th' Estates of France have sent us three To pay their Duties in this just Decree Fixing the Crown on you and on that Line Which Heav'n in favour shall to both design Who knows what wonders such a Line may do As is from Beauties drawn and Conqu'rours too In which Heav'n all those Princes will unite Who to this Empire have or claim a right We by the Dauphin's bloody deed did see That he but falsly claim'd what he would be For we admir'd one born to fill his Throne Could act his crime and then that crime could owne But searching our Records we found at last That a long errour as a truth has past For he who flyes now justice does advance Is Charles of Valoys not the Son of France From those Records the Learned clearly tell Your Ancient Title by Queen Isabel By whom you to this Crown are lawful Heir New rights we grant not but the old declare This just Decree in which they pay that debt We humbly prostrate at your Royal Feet I from the Clergy come to whom is given The lasting pow'r of Legates sent from Heav'n Their Pray'rs will make you conquer when you fight And in their voice Heav'n does allow you right Const. I from the Nobles come who still are born To save their Monarchs and their Courts adorn And still are certain of th' incessant care Of Pallaces and dangers of the War They in their Sphear should still continue bright Since they from Kings derive their borrow'd light Mouns Cole I from the people come who always are The Hands as Nobles are the heads of War And when the glorious toyls of War shall cease Their hands are no less useful Sir in Peace B. of Ar. And all the three do with one voice confess They in their Duty find their happiness They give the Parchment King Th' Estates I hope my Lords shall ne're repent What I receive and they have freely sent English and French now but one people are And both shall have my equal love and care But Charles of Valoys we shall soon destroy And by his ruine France shall Peace enjoy Since now 'gainst so much guilt we are to fight We may depend on Conquest as our right Our Swords should only Miracles produce Now we have joyn'd the Cross and Fleur de Luce. 'T were sin the help of Fortune to implore To Crown that head your hands have Crown'd before Exeunt Omnes FINIS