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A03224	The first and second partes of King Edward the Fourth Containing his mery pastime with the tanner of Tamworth, as also his loue to faire Mistrisse Shoare, her great promotion, fall and miserie, and lastly the lamentable death of both her and her husband. Likewise the besieging of London, by the bastard Falconbridge, and the valiant defence of the same by the Lord Maior and the citizens. As it hath diuers times beene publikely played by the Right Honorable the Earle of Derbie his seruants.; King Edward the Fourth	Heywood, Thomas, d. 1641.	1600 (1600)	STC 13342; ESTC S106204	101,074	176

that letter sirra drinke you that giues his purse and stay not but poste backe againe for life and thanke my brother Gloster for his newes commende me to him I le see him to morrow night How like yée it sirs Exit Messenger Sel. O passing well my Liege you may be merrie for these happie newes King The merrier with our host the Tanner Tom My Lord take you that letter to the Ladies Bidde them be merrie with that second course And if wee see them not before wee goe Pray them to iourney easily after vs Wée le post to London so good night my Lord Exeunt Enter Hobs and his daughter Nell Hobs. Come Nell come daughter is your hands and your face washed Nell I forsooth Father Hob. Yee must bee cleanely I tell yee for there comes a Courtnole hither to night the kings master ships Butler Ned a spruce youth but beware ye be not in loue nor ouertaken by him for Courtiers be slipperie lads Nell No forsooth father Hobs. Gods blessing on thee that halfe yéeres schooling at Liechfield was better to thee then house and land it has put such manners into thee I forsooth and no forsooth at euerie word yee haue a cleane smocke on I like your apparrel well is supper readie Nell I forsooth father Hobs. Haue wee a good barley bagpudding a péece of fat Bacon a good cow heele a hard cheese and a browne loafe Nell All this forsooth and more yee shall haue a posset but indeed the rats haue spoyled your hard cheese Hobs. Now the diuell choake them so they haue eate mee a farthing candle the other night Dudgeon within What maister maister Hobs. How now knaue what faist thou Dudgeon Dud. Here 's guests come where 's Hellen Hobs. What guests be they Dud. A courtnole one Ned the kings Butcher he sayes and his friends too Hobs. Ned the kings butcher ha ha the kings butler take their horses and walke them and bid them come neare house Nell lay the cloth and clap supper o th boord Exit Nell Enter King Edward and Sellenger Mas here 's Ned indeed and another misproud ruffian Welcome Ned I like thy honestie thou keepest promise K. Ed. I faith honest Tanner I le euer keep promise with thée pre thee bid my friend welcome Hobs. By my troth ye are both welcome to Tamwoorth friend I know not your name Sel. My name is Tom Twist Hobs. Beleeue ye that list but ye are welcome both and I like you both well but for one thing Sel. What 's that Hobs. Nay that I keepe to my selfe for I sigh to see and thinke that pride brings many one to extraction King Pre thee tell vs thy meaning Hobs. Troth I doubt ye nere came truly by all these gay ragges T is not your bare wages and thinne fees yee haue of the King can keepe ye thus fine but eyther yee must rob the King priuily or his subiectes openly to maintaine your probicallitie Sel. Thinkest thou so Tanner Hobs. T is no matter what I thinke come le ts go to supper What Nell what Dudgeon where be these folkes Enter Nell and Dudgeon with a Table couered Daughter bid my friends welcome Nell Ye are welcome Gentlemen as I may say Sell. I thanke yee faire maid kisse her both King A prettie wench be my faye Hobs. How likest her Ned King I like her so well I would yee would make mée your sonne in law Hobs. And I like thée so well Ned that hadst thou an occupation for seruice is no heritage a young courtier an olde begger I could finde in my heart to cast her away vpon thée and if thou wilt forsake the court and turne Tanner or vind thy selfe to a shoomaker in Liechfield I le giue thee twentie nobles readie money with my Nell and trust thée with a dicker of leather to set vp thy trade Sel. Ned he offers ye faire if ye haue the grace to take it King He does indeed Tom and hereafter I le tell him more Hob. Come sit downe to supper go to Nell no more sheeps eies ye may be caught I tell ye these be licorish lads Nell I warrant ye father yet in truth Ned is a very proper man and tother may serue but Ned 's a pearle in mine eye Hob. Daughter cal Dudgeon and his fellowes wee le haue a thrée men song to make our guests merrie Exit Nell Nailes what courtnoles are yee yée le neither talke nor eate What newes at the court do somewhat for your meat King Heauie newes there King Henrie is dead H. That 's light newes merie for your master king Edward King But how will the commons take it Hob. Well God be with good King Henrie faith the commons will take it as a common thing deaths an honest man for he spares not the King for as one comes anothers tane away and seldome comes the better that 's all we say Sellin. Shrewdly spoken Tanner by my faye Hob. Come fill me a cup of mother Whetstones ale I may drinke to my friendes and driue downe my tale Here Ned and Tom I drinke to ye and yet if I come to the court I doubt you le not know me Kin. Yes Tom shal be thy suretie Tanner I wil know thée Sel. If thou dost not Ned by my troth I beshrew thee King I drinke to my wife that may be Sel. Faith Ned thou maist liue to make her a Ladie King Tush her father offers nothing hauing no more children but her Hob. I would I had not condition she had all But I haue a knaue to my son I remember him by you euen such an ●thrist as one of you two that spends all on gay cloathes and new fashions and no work wil downe with him that I feare hée le be hangd God blesse you from a better fortune yet you weare such filthie bréeks Lord were not this a good fashion yes and would saue many a faire penie King Let that passe and let vs heare your song Hob. Agréed agréed come sol sol sol fa fa fa say Dudgeon Here they sing the threemans Song Agencourt Agencourt know ye not Agencourt Where the English slew and hurt all the French foemen With our Gunnes and billes browne O the French were beaten downe Morrys pikes and bowmen c. Sel. Well sung good fellowes I would the King heard yee Hob. So should I faith I shoulde straine a noate for him Come take away and le ts to bed yee shall haue cleane sheets Ned but they be course good strong hempe of my daughters owne spinning and I tell thee your Chamber pot must be a faire horne a badge of our occupation for we buy no bending peauter nor bending earth King No matter Hobs wee will not go to bed Hobs. What then King Euen what thou wilt for it is neere day Tanner Gramercies for our heartie cheere If ere it be thy chance to come to court Enquire for mee Ned the Kings butler Or Tom of the Kings chamber

vnto that warre I will not leaue S. Paul nor Burgundie Not a bare Pigscoate to shroud them in Heraulde He. My Soueraigne Ed. Go Derauld I to Lewes the French King Denounce sterne warre and tell him I am come To take possession of my Realme of France Defie him boldly from vs be thy voice As fierce as thunder to affright his soule Derauld be gone I say and be thy breath Percing as lightning and thy words as death Her I goe my Liedge resolude to your hie will Exit Ed. Sound Drum I say set forward with our power And France ere long expect a dreadfull hower I will not take the English standard downe Till thou empale my temples with thy Crowne Enter Lewes the French king Burbon and S. Pier with the Heraulde of England K. Lewes Heraulde of England we are pleased to heare What message thou hast brought vs from thy King Prepare thy selfe and be aduisde in speech English Heraulde Right gratious and most Christian king of France I come not to thy presence vnpreparde To doe the message of my Royall Liedge Edward the Fourth of England and of France The lawfull King and Lord of Ireland Whose puissant magnanimious breast incensde Through manifest notorious iniuries Offred by thee King Lewes and thy French Against his title to the crowne of France And right in all these Dukedomes following Aquitaine Aniow Guyen A guilesme Breathes forth by me the Organe of his spéech Hostile defiance to thy realme and thee And trampling now vpon the face of France With barbed horse and valiant armed foote Himselfe the leader of those martiall troupes Bids thée to battell where and when thou darst Except thou make such restitution And yearely tribute on good hostages As may content his iust conceiued wrath And to this message answere I expect Lew. Right peremptorie is this embassage And were my royal Brother of England pleasde To entertaine those kind affections Where with we doe imbrace his amitie Needlesse were all these thunder-threatning words Let heauen where all our thoughts are registred Beare record with what déepe desire of peace We shall subscribe to such conditions As equitie for England shall propound If Edward haue sustained wrong in France Lewes was neuer author of that wrong Yet faultles we will make due recompence We are assurde that his majestike thoughts In his milde spirit did neuer meane these warres Till Charles Burgundie once our fawning friend But now our open foe and Count S. Paul Our subiect once and Constable of France But now a traytor to our Realme and vs Were motiues to incite him vnto Armes Which hauing done will leaue him on my life Her The King my master reckes not Burgundy And scornes S. Paul that trecherous Constable His puissance is sufficient in it selfe To conquer France like his progenitors K. L. He shall not néed to waste by force of warre Where peace shall yéeld him more then he can win We couet peace and we will purchase it At any rate that reason can demaund And it is better England ioyne in league With vs his strong old open enemie Than with those weake new dissembling friends We doe secure vs from our open foes But trust in friends though faithles we repose My Lord S. Piere and cosin Burbon speake What censure you of Burgundy and S. Paul S. Pi. Dread Lord it is wel knowne that Burgundy Made shew of tender seruice to your maiestie Till by the engine of his flatteries He made a breach into your Highnes loue Where entred once and thereof full possess He so abusde that royall excellence By getting footing into many townes Castles and forts belonging to your Crowne That now he holds them gainst your realme you Burb. And Count S. Paul the Constable of France Ambitious in that high authoritie Usurps the lands and Seigneuries of those That are true subiects noble Peeres of France Your boundlesse fauours did him first suborne And now to be your Liegeman he thinks scorne Lew. By this coniecture the vnsteady course Thy royall master vndertakes in France And Herald intimate what seruent zeale We haue to league with Edward and his English Thrée hundred crownes we giue thée for reward And of rich Crimson veluet thirtie yardes In hope thou wilt vnto thy Soueraigne tell We shew thée not one discontented looke Nor render him one misbeholden word But his defiance and his dare to warre We swallow with the supple oyle of peace Which gentle Herald if thou canst procure A thousand crowne shall iustly guerdon thée Her So please it your most sacred Maiestie To send vnto my gracious Soueraigne Equall conditions for the bonds of peace And restitution of his iniuries His temper is not of obdurate malice But swéete relenting princely clemencie Performe your promise of a thousand crownes And second me with some fit messenger And I will vndertake to worke your peace Lew. By the true honour of a Christian King Effect our peace and thou shalt haue our crownes And we will poste a Herald after thee That shall confirme thy speech and our designes Goe Mugeroune see to this Herald giuen The veluet and thrée hundred crownes preposde Farewell good friend remember our request And kindly recommend vs to King Edward Exeunt English Herald and Mugeroune How think you Lords i st not more requisite To make our peace then warre with Englands power Burb. Yes gratious Lord the wounds are bléeding yet That Talbot Bedford and King Henry made Which peace must cure or France shall languish still S. Piere Besides my Liege by these intestine foes The Constable and trecherous Burgundie The States in danger if the English stirré Enter Mugeroune K. Lew. T is perilous and full of doubt my Lords We must haue peace with England euery way Who shall be Herald in these high affayres Bur. No better man then Monsieur Mugeroune Whose wit is sharpe whose eloquence is sound His presence gratious and his courage good A gentleman a scholler and a souldiour A compleate man for such an Embassage Art thou content to be employde Mugeroune In this negotiation to King Edward Mug. If your most sacred Maiestie commaund Your humble vassall Mugeroune shall goe K. Lew. Gramercies Mugeroune but thou must assume A Heralds habit and his office both To pleade our loue and to procure vs peace With English Edward for the good of France Mug. I know the matter and the forme my Lord Giue me my Heralds coate and I am gone K. Lew. Thou art a man composde for businesse Attend on vs for thy instructions And other fit supplies for these affayres And for thy diligence expect reward Exeunt Enter seuerall waies Burgundie and the Constable of France Con. Whither away so fast goes Burgundy Bur. Nay rather whither goes the Constable Con. Why to King Edward man is he not come Meanst thou not like wise to goe visit him Bur. Oh excellent I know that in thy soule Thou knowst that I doe purpose nothing lesse Nay I