Scaena
prima
.
Enter
Surrey
,
Durham
,
Souldiers
,
with
Drummes
and
Collors
.
Surrey
:
ARe
all
our
braving
enemies
shrunke
backe
?
Hid
in
the
fogges
of
their
distempered
climate
,
Not
daring
to
behold
our
Colours
wave
In
spight
of
this
infected
ayre
?
Can
they
Looke
on
the
strength
of
Cundrestine
defac't
?
The
glorie
of
Heydonhall
devasted
?
that
Of
Edington
cast
downe
?
the
pile
of
Fulden
Orethrowne
?
And
this
the
strongest
of
their
Forts
Olde
Ayton
Castle
yeelded
,
and
demolished
?
And
yet
not
peepe
abroad
?
the
Scots
are
bold
,
Hardie
in
battayle
,
but
it
seemes
the
cause
They
vndertake
considered
,
appeares
Vnjoynted
in
the
frame
ont
.
Dur:
Noble
Surrey
,
Our
Royall
Masters
wisedome
is
at
all
times
His
fortunes
Harbinger
;
for
when
he
drawes
His
sword
to
threaten
warre
,
his
providence
Settles
on
peace
,
the
crowning
of
an
Empire
.
Trumpet
.
Sur:
Rancke
all
in
order
,
'tis
a
Heralds
sound
,
Some
message
from
King
Iames
,
keepe
a
fixt
station
.
Enter
March-mount
,
and
another
Herald
in
their
Coates
.
March:
From
Scotlands
awfull
Majestie
,
wee
come
Vnto
the
English
Generall
;
Surrey
.
To
me
?
Say
on
.
March:
Thus
then
;
the
wast
and
prodigall
Effusion
of
so
much
guiltlesse
bloud
,
As
in
two
potent
Armies
,
of
necessitie
Must
glut
the
earths
drie
wombe
,
his
sweet
compassion
Hath
studied
to
prevent
;
for
which
to
thee
Great
Earle
of
Surrey
,
in
a
single
fight
He
offers
his
owne
royall
person
;
fayrely
Proposing
these
conditions
onely
,
that
,
If
Victorie
conclude
our
Masters
right
;
The
Earle
shall
deliver
for
his
ransome
The
towne
of
Barwicke
to
him
,
with
the
Fishgarths
,
If
Surrey
shall
prevaile
;
the
King
will
paie
A
thousand
pounds
downe
present
for
his
freedome
,
And
silence
further
Armes
;
so
speakes
King
Iames
.
Surr
:
So
speakes
King
Iames
;
so
like
a
King
a'
speakes
.
Heralds
,
the
English
Generall
returnes
,
A
sensible
Devotion
from
his
heart
,
His
very
soule
,
to
this
vnfellowed
grace
.
For
let
the
King
know
(
gentle
Haralds
)
truely
How
his
descent
from
his
great
throne
,
to
honor
A
stranger
subject
with
so
high
a
title
As
his
Compeere
in
Armes
,
hath
conquered
more
Then
any
sword
could
doe
:
for
which
(
my
loyaltie
Respected
)
I
will
serue
his
vertues
ever
In
all
humilitie
:
but
Barwicke
say
Is
none
of
mine
to
part
with
:
In
affayres
Of
Princes
Subjects
cannot
trafficke
rights
Inherent
to
the
Crowne
.
My
life
is
mine
,
That
I
dare
freely
hazard
;
and
(
with
pardon
To
some
vnbrib'd
vaine-glorie
)
if
his
Majestie
Shall
taste
a
chaunge
of
fate
,
his
libertie
Shall
meete
no
Articles
.
If
I
fall
,
falling
So
brauely
,
I
referre
me
to
his
pleasure
Without
condition
;
and
for
this
deare
favour
,
Say
(
if
not
countermaunded
)
I
will
cease
Hostilitie
,
vnlesse
provokt
.
March:
This
answere
Wee
shall
relate
impartially
.
Durh:
With
favour
,
Pray
haue
a
little
patience
—
Sir
,
you
finde
By
these
gay-flourishes
,
how
wearied
travayle
Inclines
to
willing
rest
;
heeres
but
a
Prologue
However
confidently
vtterd
,
meant
For
some
ensuing
Acts
of
peace
:
consider
The
time
of
yeare
,
vnseasonablenesse
of
weather
,
Charge
,
barrennesse
of
profite
,
and
occasion
Presents
it selfe
for
honorable
treatie
,
Which
wee
may
make
good
vse
of
;
I
will
backe
As
sent
from
you
,
in
poynt
of
noble
gratitude
Vnto
King
Iames
with
these
his
Heralds
;
you
Shall
shortlie
heare
from
me
(
my
Lord
)
for
order
Of
breathing
or
proceeding
;
and
King
Henrie
(
Doubt
not
)
will
thanke
the
service
.
Surr:
To
your
wisedome
Lord
Bishop
I
referre
it
.
Durh:
Be
it
so
then
.
Surr:
Haralds
,
accept
this
chaine
,
and
these
few
Crownes
March:
Our
Dutie
Noble
Generall
.
Dur.
In
part
Of
retribution
for
such
Princely
loue
,
My
Lord
the
Generall
is
pleasd
to
shew
The
King
your
Maister
,
his
sincerest
zeale
By
further
treatie
,
by
no
common
man
;
I
will
my selfe
returne
with
you
.
Sur:
Y'obliege
My
faithfullest
affections
t'ee
(
Lord
Bishop
.
)
March:
All
happinesse
attend
your
Lordship
.
Surr:
Come
friends
,
And
fellow-Souldiers
,
weel
doubt
shall
meete
No
enemies
,
but
woods
and
hills
to
fight
with
:
Then
twere
as
good
to
feede
,
and
sleepe
at
home
,
Wee
may
be
free
from
daunger
,
not
secure
.
Exeunt
omnes
.
Enter
Warbeck
and
Frion
.
Warb:
Frion
,
ô
Frion
!
all
my
hopes
of
glorie
Are
at
a
stand
!
the
Scottish
King
growes
dull
,
Frostie
and
wayward
,
since
this
Spanish
Agent
Hath
mixt
Discourses
with
him
;
they
are
private
,
I
am
not
cald
to
counsaile
now
;
confusion
On
all
his
craftie
shrugges
;
I
feele
the
fabricke
Of
my
designes
are
tottering
.
Frion
.
Henries
pollicies
Stirre
with
too
many
engins
.
Warb:
Let
his
mines
,
Shapt
in
the
bowells
of
the
earth
,
blow
vp
Workes
raisd
for
my
defence
,
yet
can
they
never
Tosse
into
ayre
the
freedome
of
my
birth
,
Or
disavow
my
bloud
,
Plantaginetts
!
I
am
my
Fathers
sonne
still
;
but
ô
Frion
,
When
I
bring
into
count
with
my
Disasters
,
My
Wifes
compartnership
,
my
Kates
,
my
lifes
;
Then
,
then
,
my
frailtie
feeles
an
earth-quake
;
mischiefe
Damb
Henries
plotts
,
I
will
be
Englands
King
,
Or
let
my
Aunt
of
Burgundie
report
My
fall
in
the
attempt
,
deserv'd
our
Auncestors
?
Frion
.
You
grow
too
wilde
in
passion
,
if
you
will
Appeare
a
Prince
indeede
,
confine
your
will
To
moderation
Warb:
What
a
saucie
rudenesse
Prompts
this
distrust
?
If
,
if
I
will
appeare
?
Appeare
,
a
Prince
?
Death
throttle
such
deceites
Even
in
their
birth
of
vtterance
;
cursed
cozenage
Of
trust
?
Y'ee
make
me
mad
,
twere
best
(
it
seemes
)
That
I
should
turne
Imposter
to
my selfe
,
Be
mine
owne
counterfeite
,
belie
the
truth
Of
my
deare
mothers
wombe
,
the
sacred
bed
Of
a
Prince
murthered
,
and
a
living
baffeld
!
Frion
.
Nay
,
if
you
haue
no
eares
to
heare
,
I
haue
No
breath
to
spend
in
vaine
.
Warb.
Sir
,
sir
,
take
heede
Golde
,
and
the
promise
of
promotion
,
rarely
Fayle
in
temptation
.
Frion
.
Why
to
me
this
?
Warb.
Nothing
Speake
what
you
will
;
wee
are
not
suncke
so
low
But
your
advise
,
may
peece
againe
the
heart
Which
many
cares
haue
broken
:
you
were
wont
In
all
extremities
to
talke
of
comfort
:
Haue
yee'
none
left
now
?
Ile
not
interrupt
yee'
.
Good
,
beare
with
my
distractions
!
if
King
Iames
Denie
vs
dwelling
here
,
next
whither
must
I
?
I
preethee'
be
not
angrie
.
Frion
.
Sir
,
I
tolde
yee'
Of
Letters
come
from
Ireland
,
how
the
Cornish
Stomacke
their
last
defeate
,
and
humblie
sue
That
with
such
forces
,
as
you
could
partake
,
You
would
in
person
land
in
Cornwall
,
where
Thousands
will
entertaine
your
title
gladly
.
Warb:
Let
me
embrace
thee
,
hugge
thee
!
th'ast
reviud
My
comforts
,
if
my
cosen
King
will
fayle
,
Our
cause
will
never
,
welcome
my
tride
friends
.
Enter
Major
,
Heron
,
Astley
,
Sketon
.
You
keepe
your
braines
awake
in
our
defence
:
Frion
,
advise
with
them
of
these
affaires
,
In
which
be
wondrous
secret
;
I
will
listen
What
else
concernes
vs
here
,
be
quicke
and
warie
.
Exit
.
Warbeck
.
Astl:
Ah
sweet
young
Prince
?
Secretarie
,
my
fellow
Counsellers
and
I
,
haue
consulted
,
and
jumpe
all
in
one
opinion
directly
,
that
if
this
Scotch
garboyles
doe
not
fadge
to
our
mindes
,
wee
will
pell mell
runne
amongst
the
Cornish
Chaughes
presently
,
and
in
a
trice
.
Sket:
'Tis
but
going
to
Sea
,
and
leaping
ashore
,
cut
tenne
or
twelue
thousand
vnnecessary
throats
,
fire
seaven
or
eight
townes
,
take
halfe
a
dozen
Cities
,
get
into
the
Market
place
,
crowne
him
RICHARD
THE
FOVRTH
,
and
the
businesse
is
finisht
.
Major
.
I
graunt
yee
'
,
quoth
I
,
so
farre
forth
as
men
may
doe
,
no
more
then
men
may
doe
;
for
it
is
good
to
consider
,
when
consideration
may
be
to
the
purpose
,
otherwise
still
you
shall
pardon
me
:
Little
sayd
is
soone
amended
.
Frion
.
Then
you
conclude
the
Cornish
Action
surest
?
Heron.
Wee
doe
so
.
And
doubt
not
but
to
thriue
abundantly
:
Ho
(
my
Masters
)
had
wee
knowne
of
the
Commotion
when
wee
set
sayle
out
of
Ireland
,
the
Land
had
beene
ours
ere
this
time
.
Sket:
Pish
,
pish
,
'tis
but
forbearing
being
an
Earle
or
a
Duke
a
moneth
or
two
longer
;
I
say
,
and
say
it
agen
,
if
the
worke
goe
not
on
apace
,
let
me
never
see
new
fashion
more
,
I
warrant
yee'
I
warrant
yee
'
,
wee
will
haue
it
so
,
and
so
it
shall
be
.
Ast:
This
is
but
a
cold
phlegmaticke
Countrie
,
not
stirring
enough
for
men
of
spirit
,
giue
mee
the
heart
of
England
for
my
money
.
Ske:
A
man
may
batten
there
in
a
weeke
onely
with
hot
loaues
and
butter
,
and
a
lustie
cup
of
Muscadine
and
Sugar
at
breakfast
,
though
he
make
never
a
meale
all
the
moneth
after
.
Major
.
Surely
,
when
I
bore
office
,
I
found
by
experience
,
that
to
be
much
troublesome
,
was
to
be
much
wise
and
busie
;
I
haue
observed
,
how
filching
and
bragging
,
has
beene
the
best
service
in
these
last
warres
,
and
therefore
conclude
peremptorily
on
the
Designe
in
England
;
If
things
and
things
may
fall
out
;
as
who
can
tell
what
or
how
;
but
the
end
will
shew
it
.
Frion
.
Resolv'd
like
men
of
judgement
,
here
to
linger
More
time
,
is
but
to
loose
it
;
cheare
the
Prince
,
And
hast
him
on
to
this
;
on
this
depends
,
Fame
in
successe
,
or
glorie
in
our
ends
.
Exeunt
omnes
.
Enter
King
Iames
,
Durham
,
and
Hialas
on
either
side
.
Hialas
.
France
,
Spaine
and
Germanie
combine
a
League
Of
amitie
with
England
nothing
wants
For
setling
peace
through
Christendome
,
but
loue
Betweene
the
British
Monarchs
,
Iames
,
and
Henrie
.
Dur:
The
English
Merchants
(
Sir
,
)
haue
beene
receiu'd
With
generall
procession
into
Antwerpe
;
The
Emperour
confirmes
the
Combination
.
Hialas
.
The
King
of
Spaine
,
resolues
a
marriage
For
Katherine
his
Daughter
,
with
Prince
Arthur
.
Dur.
Fraunce
court's
this
,
holy
contract
.
Hial.
What
can
hinder
a
quietnesse
in
England
?
Durh:
But
your
suffrage
To
such
a
sillie
creature
(
mightie
Sir
?
)
As
is
but
in
effect
an
apparition
,
A
shaddow
,
a
meere
trifle
?
Hial.
To
this
vnion
The
good
of
both
the
Church
and
Common-wealth
Invite
ee'
—
Dur.
To
this
vnitie
,
a
mysterie
Of
providence
poynts
out
a
greater
blessing
For
both
these
Nations
,
then
our
humane
reason
Can
search
into
;
King
Henrie
hath
a
Daughter
The
Princess
Margaret
;
I
neede
not
vrge
,
What
honor
,
what
felicitie
can
followe
On
such
affinitie
twixt
two
Christian
Kings
,
In
leagu'd
by
tyes
of
bloud
;
but
sure
I
am
,
If
you
Sir
ratifie
the
peace
propos'd
,
I
dare
both
motion
,
and
effect
this
marriage
.
For
weale
of
both
the
Kingdomes
.
K:
Ia.
Darst
thou
Lord
Bishop
?
Dur.
Put
it
to
tryall
royall
Iames
,
by
sending
Some
noble
personage
to
the
English
Court
By
way
of
Embassie
.
Hial
,
Part
of
the
businesse
,
Shall
suite
my
mediation
.
K.
Ia.
Well
;
what
Heaven
Hath
poynted
out
to
be
,
must
be
;
you
two
Are
Ministers
(
I
hope
)
of
blessed
fate
.
But
herein
onely
I
will
stand
acquitted
,
No
bloud
of
Innocents
shall
buy
my
peace
.
For
Warbecke
as
you
nicke
him
,
came
to
me
Commended
by
the
States
of
Christendome
.
A
Prince
,
though
in
distresse
;
his
fayre
demeanor
,
Louely
behaviour
,
vnappalled
spirit
,
Spoke
him
not
base
in
bloud
,
how euer
clouded
.
The
bruite
beasts
haue
both
rockes
and
caues
to
flie
to
,
And
men
the
Altars
of
the
Church
;
to
vs
He
came
for
refuge
,
Kings
come
neere
in
nature
Vnto
the
Gods
in
being
touchd
with
pittie
.
Yet
(
noble
friends
)
his
mixture
with
our
bloud
,
Even
with
our
owne
,
shall
no
way
interrupt
A
general
peace
;
onely
I
will
dismisse
him
From
my
protection
,
throughout
my
Dominions
In
safetie
,
but
not
ever
,
to
returne
.
Hialas
.
You
are
a
just
King
.
Durh.
Wise
,
and
herein
happie
.
K.
Ia.
Nor
will
wee
dallie
in
affayres
of
weight
:
Huntley
(
Lord
Bishop
)
shall
with
you
to
England
Embassador
from
vs
;
wee
will
throw
downe
Our
weapons
;
peace
on
all
sides
now
,
repayre
Vnto
our
Counsayle
,
wee
will
soone
be
with
you
.
Hial.
Delay
shall
question
no
dispatch
,
Heaven
crowne
it
.
Exeunt
Durham
and
Hialas
.
K:
Ia:
A
league
with
Ferdinand
?
a
marriage
With
English
Margaret
?
a
free
release
From
restitution
for
the
late
affronts
?
Cessation
from
hostilitie
and
all
For
Warbeck
not
delivered
,
but
dismist
?
Wee
could
not
wish
it
better
,
Daliell
—
Dal:
Here
Sir
.
Enter
Daliell
K:
Ia:
Are
Huntley
and
his
Daughter
sent
for
?
Dal:
Sent
for
,
and
come
(
my
Lord
.
)
K:
Ia:
Say
to
the
English
Prince
,
Wee
want
his
companie
.
Dal:
He
is
at
hand
Sir
.
Enter
Warbeck
,
Katherine
,
Iane
,
Frion
,
Heron
,
Sketon
,
Major
,
Astley
.
K.
Ia.
Cosen
,
our
bountie
,
favours
,
gentlenesse
,
Our
benefits
,
the
hazard
of
our
person
,
Our
peoples
liues
,
our
Land
hath
evidenc't
,
How
much
wee
haue
engag'd
on
your
behalfe
:
How
triviall
,
and
how
dangerous
our
hopes
Appeare
,
how
fruitlesse
our
attempts
in
warre
,
How
windie
rather
smokie
your
assurance
Of
partie
shewes
,
wee
might
in
vaine
repeate
But
now
obedience
to
the
Mother
Church
,
A
Fathers
care
vpon
his
Countryes
weale
,
The
dignitie
of
State
directs
our
wisedome
,
To
seale
an
oath
of
peace
through
Christendome
:
To
which
wee
are
sworne
alreadie
;
'tis
you
Must
onely
seeke
new
fortunes
in
the
world
,
And
finde
an
harbour
elsewhere
:
as
I
promisd
On
your
arrivall
,
you
haue
met
no
vsage
Deserues
repentance
in
your
being
here
:
But
yet
I
must
liue
Master
of
mine
owne
.
How ever
,
what
is
necessarie
for
you
At
your
departure
,
I
am
well
content
You
be
accommodated
with
;
provided
Delay
proue
not
my
enemie
.
Warb.
It
shall
not
(
Most
glorious
Prince
.
)
the
fame
of
my
Designes
,
Soares
higher
,
then
report
of
ease
and
sloath
Can
ayme
at
;
I
acknowledge
all
your
favours
Boundlesse
,
and
singular
,
am
onely
wretched
In
words
as
well
as
meanes
,
to
thanke
the
grace
That
flow'd
so
liberallie
.
Two
Empires
firmely
You're
Lord
of
,
Scotland
,
and
Duke
Richards
heart
My
claime
to
mine
inheritance
shall
sooner
Fayle
,
then
my
life
to
serue
you
,
best
of
Kings
.
And
witnesse
EDVVARDS
bloud
in
me
,
I
am
More
loath
to
part
,
with
such
a
great
example
Of
vertue
,
then
all
other
meere
respects
.
But
Sir
my
last
suite
is
,
you
will
not
force
From
me
what
you
haue
given
,
this
chast
Ladie
,
Resolv'd
on
all
extremes
.
Kath:
I
am
your
wife
,
No
humane
power
,
can
or
shall
divorce
My
faith
from
dutie
.
Warb:
Such
another
treasure
The
earth
is
Banckrout
of
.
K:
Ia:
I
giue
her
(
Cosen
)
And
must
avowe
the
guift
:
will
adde
withall
A
furniture
becomming
her
high
birth
And
vnsuspected
constancie
provide
For
your
attendance
—
wee
will
part
good
friends
.
Exit
King
and
Daliell
.
Warb:
The
Tudor
hath
beene
cunning
in
his
plotts
:
His
Fox
of
Durham
would
not
fayle
at
last
.
But
what
?
our
cause
and
courage
are
our
owne
:
Be
men
(
my
friends
)
and
let
our
Cosen
King
,
See
how
wee
followe
fate
as
willingly
As
malice
followes
vs
.
Y'are
all
resolv'd
For
the
West
parts
of
England
?
Omnes
.
Cornwall
,
Cornwall
.
Frion
.
The
Inhabitants
expect
you
daily
.
Warb:
Chearefully
Draw
all
our
shippes
out
of
the
harbour
(
friends
)
Our
time
of
stay
doth
seeme
too
long
,
wee
must
Prevent
Intelligence
;
about
it
suddenly
.
Omnes
.
A
Prince
,
a
Prince
,
a
Prince
.
Exeunt
Counsellors
.
Warb:
Dearest
;
admit
not
into
thy
pure
thoughts
The
least
of
scruples
,
which
may
charge
their
softnesse
With
burden
of
distrust
.
Should
I
proue
wanting
To
noblest
courage
now
,
here
were
the
tryall
:
But
I
am
perfect
(
sweete
)
I
feare
no
change
,
More
then
thy
being
partner
in
my
sufferance
.
Kath
:
My
fortunes
(
Sir
)
haue
armd
me
to
encounter
What
chance
so ere
they
meete
with
—
Iane
'tis
fit
Thou
stay
behinde
,
for
whither
wilt
thou
wander
?
Iane
.
Never
till
death
,
will
I
forsake
my
Mistresse
,
Nor
then
,
in
wishing
to
dye
with
ee'
gladly
.
Kath:
Alas
good
soule
.
Frion
.
Sir
,
to
your
Aunt
of
Burgundie
I
will
relate
your
present
vndertakings
;
From
her
expect
on
all
occasions
,
welcome
.
You
cannot
finde
me
idle
in
your
services
.
Warb.
Gee
,
Frion
,
gee
!
wisemen
knowe
how
to
soothe
Adversitie
,
not
serue
it
:
thou
hast
wayted
Too
long
on
expectation
;
never
yet
Was
any
Nation
read
of
,
so
besotted
In
reason
,
as
to
adore
the
setting
Sunne
.
Flie
to
the
Arch-Dukes
Court
;
say
to
the
Dutchesse
,
Her
Nephewe
,
with
fayre
Katherine
,
his
wife
,
Are
on
their
expectation
to
beginne
The
raysing
of
an
Empire
.
If
they
fayle
,
Yet
the
report
will
never
:
farewell
Frion
.
Exit
Frion
.
This
man
Kate
ha's
beene
true
,
though
now
of
late
,
I
feare
too
much
familiar
with
the
Foxe
.
Enter
Huntley
and
Daliell
.
Hunt:
I
come
to
take
my
leaue
you
neede
not
doubt
My
interest
in
this
sometime-childe
of
mine
.
Shees
all
yours
now
(
good
Sir
)
oh
poore
lost
creature
!
Heaven
guard
thee
with
much
patience
,
is
thou
canst
Forget
thy
title
to
olde
Huntleyes
familie
;
As
much
of
peace
will
settle
in
thy
minde
As
thou
canst
wish
to
taste
,
(
but
in
thy
graue
,
)
Accept
my
teares
yet
,
(
preethee
)
they
are
tokens
Of
charitie
,
as
true
as
of
affection
.
Kath:
This
is
the
cruelst
farewell
!
Hunt:
Loue
(
young
Gentleman
)
This
modell
of
my
griefes
;
shee
calls
you
husband
;
Then
be
not
jealous
of
a
parting
kisse
,
It
is
a
Fathers
not
a
Lovers
offring
;
Take
it
,
may
last
,
—
I
am
too
much
a
childe
.
Exchange
of
passion
is
to
little
vse
,
So
I
should
grow
to
foolish
,
—
goodnes
guide
thee
.
Exit
Hunt.
Kath:
Most
miserable
Daughter
!
—
haue
you
ought
To
adde
(
Sir
)
to
our
sorrowes
?
Daliell
.
I
resolue
(
Fayre
Ladie
)
with
your
leaue
,
to
waite
on
all
Your
fortunes
in
my
person
,
if
your
Lord
Vouchsafe
me
entertainement
.
Warb:
Wee
will
be
bosome
friends
,
(
most
noble
Daliell
)
For
I
accept
this
tender
of
your
loue
Beyond
abilitie
of
thankes
to
speake
it
.
Cleere
thy
drownd
eyes
(
my
fayrest
)
time
and
industrie
Will
shew
vs
better
dayes
,
or
end
the
worst
.
Exeunt
omnes
.
Enter
Oxford
and
Dawbney
.
Oxf:
No
newes
from
Scotland
yet
(
my
Lord
!
)
Daw:
Not
any
But
what
King
Henrie
knowes
himselfe
;
I
thought
Our
Armies
should
haue
marcht
that
way
,
his
minde
It
seemes
,
is
altered
.
Oxf.
Victorie
attends
His
Standard
every where
.
Dawb:
Wise
Princes
(
Oxford
)
Fight
not
alone
with
forces
.
Providence
Directs
and
tutors
strength
;
else
Elephants
,
And
barbed
Horses
might
as
well
prevaile
,
As
the
most
subtile
stratagems
of
warre
.
Oxf:
The
Scottish
King
shew'd
more
then
common
braverie
,
In
proffer
of
a
Combatt
hand
to
hand
With
Surrey
!
Dawb:
And
but
shew'd
it
;
Northern
blouds
Are
gallant
being
fir'd
,
but
the
cold
climate
Without
good
store
of
fuell
,
quickly
freeseth
The
glowing
flames
.
Oxf:
Surrey
vpon
my
life
Would
not
haue
shrunke
an
hayres
breadth
.
Dawb:
May
a'
forfeite
The
honor
of
an
English
name
,
and
nature
,
Who
would
not
haue
embrac't
it
with
a
greedinesse
,
As
violent
as
hunger
runnes
to
foode
.
'Twas
an
addition
,
any
worthie
Spirit
Would
covet
next
to
immortalitie
,
Aboue
all
joyes
of
life
:
wee
all
mist
shares
In
that
great
opportunitie
.
Enter
King
Henrie
,
and
Vrswicke
whispering
.
Oxf:
The
King
:
see
a'
comes
smiling
!
Dawb:
O
the
game
runnes
smooth
On
his
side
then
beleeue
it
,
Cards
well
shuffeld
And
dealt
with
cunning
,
bring
some
gamester
thrift
,
But
others
must
rise
loosers
.
K:
H
:
the
trayne
takes
?
Vrsw:
Most
prosperously
.
K.
H.
I
knew
it
should
not
misse
.
He
fondly
angles
who
will
hurle
his
bayte
Into
the
water
,
'cause
the
Fish
at
first
Playes
round
about
the
line
,
and
dares
not
bite
.
Lords
,
wee
may
reigne
your
King
yet
,
Dawbney
,
Oxford
,
Vrwicke
,
must
Perkin
weare
the
Crowne
?
Dawb:
A
Slaue
.
Oxf:
A
Vagabond
.
Vrsw:
A
Glow-worme
.
K:
H
:
Now
if
Frion
,
His
practisd
politician
weare
a
brayne
Of
proofe
,
King
Perkin
will
in
progresse
ride
Through
all
his
large
Dominions
;
let
vs
meete
him
,
And
tender
homage
;
Ha
Sirs
?
Liegmen
ought
To
pay
their
fealtie
.
Dawb:
Would
the
Rascall
were
With
all
his
rabble
,
within
twentie
miles
Of
London
.
K:
H
:
Farther
off
is
neere
enough
To
lodge
him
in
his
home
;
he
wager
odds
Surrey
and
all
his
men
are
either
idle
,
Or
hasting
backe
,
they
haue
not
worke
(
I
doubt
)
To
keepe
them
busie
.
Dawb
:
'Tis
a
strange
conceite
Sir
.
K:
H
:
Such
voluntarie
favours
as
our
people
In
dutie
ayde
vs
with
,
wee
never
scatter'd
On
Cobweb
Parasites
,
or
lavish't
out
In
ryot
,
or
a
needlesse
hospitalitie
:
No
vndeserving
favourite
doth
boast
His
issues
from
our
treasury
;
our
charge
Flowes
through
all
Europe
,
prooving
vs
but
steward
Of
every
contribution
,
which
provides
Against
the
creeping
Cankar
of
Disturbance
.
Is
it
not
rare
then
,
in
this
toyle
of
State
Wherein
wee
are
imbarkt
,
with
breach
of
sleepe
,
Cares
,
and
the
noyse
of
trouble
,
that
our
mercy
Returnes
nor
thankes
,
nor
comfort
?
Still
the
West
Murmure
and
threaten
innovation
,
Whisper
our
government
tyrannicall
,
Denie
vs
what
is
ours
,
nay
,
spurne
their
liues
Of
which
they
are
but
owners
by
our
guift
.
It
must
not
be
.
Oxf:
It
must
not
,
should
not
.
K:
H
:
So
then
.
To
whom
?
Enter
a
Post
.
Post
.
This
packett
to
your
sacred
Majestie
.
K:
H
:
Sirra
attend
without
.
Oxf:
Newes
from
the
North
,
vpon
my
life
.
Daw.
Wise
Henry
Devines
aforehand
of
events
:
with
him
Attempts
and
execution
are
one
act
.
K:
H
:
Vrswicke
thine
eare
;
Frion
is
caught
,
the
man
Of
cunning
is
out-reacht
:
wee
must
be
safe
:
Should
reverend
Morton
our
Arch-bishop
moue
To
a
translation
higher
yet
,
I
tell
thee
,
My
Durham
ownes
a
brayne
deserues
that
See
.
Hees
nimble
in
his
industrie
,
and
mounting
:
Thou
hear'st
me
?
Vrsw:
And
conceiue
your
Highnesse
fitly
:
K.
H.
Dawbney
,
and
Oxford
;
since
our
Armie
stands
Entire
,
it
were
a
weakenesse
to
admit
The
rust
of
lazinesse
to
eate
amongst
them
:
Set
forward
toward
Salisburie
;
the
playnes
Are
most
commodious
for
their
exercise
.
Our selfe
will
take
a
Muster
of
them
there
:
And
or
disband
them
with
reward
,
or
else
Dispose
as
best
concernes
vs
.
Dawb:
Salisburie
?
Sir
,
all
is
peace
at
Salisburie
.
K:
H
:
Deare
friend
—
The
charge
must
be
our
owne
;
we
would
a
little
Pertake
the
pleasure
with
our
Subjects
ease
.
Shall
I
entreat
your
Loues
?
Oxf:
command
our
Liues
.
K:
H
:
Y'are
men
know
how
to
doe
not
to
forethinke
:
My
Bishop
is
a
jewell
try'd
,
and
perfect
;
A
jewell
(
Lords
)
the
Post
who
brought
these
Letters
,
Must
speed
another
to
the
Mayor
of
Exceter
Vrswicke
dismisse
him
not
.
Vrs:
He
waites
your
pleasure
.
K:
H
:
Perkin
a
King
?
a
King
?
Vrs:
My
gracious
Lord
.
K:
H
:
Thoughts
,
busied
in
the
spheare
of
Royaltie
,
Fixe
not
on
creeping
wormes
,
without
their
stings
;
Meere
excrements
of
earth
.
The
vse
of
time
Is
thriving
safetie
,
and
a
wise
prevention
Of
ills
expected
.
W'are
resolv'd
for
Salisburie
.
Exe
:
omnes
.
A
generall
shout
within
.
Enter
Warbeck
,
Daliell
,
Katherine
,
and
Iane
.
Warb:
After
so
many
stormes
as
winde
and
Seas
,
Haue
threatned
to
our
weather-beaten
Shippes
,
At
last
(
sweet
fayrest
)
wee
are
safe
arriv'd
On
our
deare
mother
earth
,
ingratefull
onely
To
heaven
and
vs
,
in
yeelding
sustenance
To
slie
Vsurpers
of
our
throne
and
right
.
These
generall
acclamations
,
are
an
OMEN
Of
happie
processe
to
their
welcome
Lord
:
They
flocke
in
troopes
,
and
from
all
parts
with
wings
Of
dutie
flie
,
to
lay
their
hearts
before
vs
,
Vnequal'd
patterne
of
a
matchlesse
wife
,
How
fares
my
dearest
yet
?
Kath:
Confirm'd
in
health
:
By
which
I
may
the
better
vndergoe
The
roughest
face
of
change
;
but
I
shall
learne
Patience
to
hope
,
since
silence
courts
affliction
For
comforts
,
to
this
truely
noble
Gentleman
;
Rare
vnexampled
patterne
of
a
friend
?
And
my
beloved
Iane
,
the
willing
follower
Of
all
misfortunes
.
Dal:
Ladie
,
I
returne
But
barren
cropps
,
of
early
protestations
,
Frost-bitten
in
the
spring
of
fruitlesse
hopes
.
Iane
,
I
waite
but
as
the
shaddow
to
the
bodie
,
For
Madam
without
you
let
me
be
nothing
.
Warb:
None
talke
of
sadnesse
,
wee
are
on
the
way
Which
leades
to
Victorie
:
keepe
cowards
thoughts
With
desperate
sullennesse
!
the
Lyon
faints
not
Lockt
in
a
grate
,
but
loose
,
disdaines
all
force
Which
barres
his
prey
;
and
wee
are
Lyon-hearted
,
Or
else
no
King
of
beasts
.
Harke
how
they
shout
.
Another
shout
.
Triumphant
in
our
cause
?
bolde
confidence
Marches
on
brauely
,
cannot
quake
at
daunger
.
Enter
Sketon
.
Sket.
Saue
King
Richard
the
fourth
,
saue
King
of
hearts
?
the
Cornish
blades
are
men
of
mettall
,
haue
proclaimed
through
Bodnam
and
the
whole
Countie
,
my
sweete
Prince
,
Monarch
of
England
,
foure
thousand
tall
yeomen
,
with
bow
and
sword
alreadie
vow
to
liue
and
dye
at
the
foote
of
KING
RICHARD
.
Enter
Astley
.
Astley
.
The
Mayor
our
fellow
Counseller
,
is
servant
for
an
Emperour
.
Exceter
is
appointed
for
the
Rend
a
vous
and
nothing
wants
to
victory
but
courage
,
and
resolution
.
vigellatum
&
datum
decimo
Septembris
,
Anno
Regui
Regis
primo
&
cetera
;
confirmatum
est
.
Al's
cocke
sure
.
Warb:
To
Exceter
,
to
Exceter
,
march
on
.
Commend
vs
to
our
people
;
wee
in
person
Will
lend
them
double
spirits
,
tell
them
so
.
She
:
&
Astl:
King
Richard
,
King
Richard
.
Warb:
A
thousand
blessings
guard
our
lawfull
Armes
!
A
thousand
horrors
peirce
our
enemies
soules
!
Pale
feare
vnedge
their
weapons
sharpest
poynts
,
And
when
they
draw
their
arrowes
to
the
head
,
Numnesse
shall
strike
their
sinewes
;
such
advantage
Hath
Majestie
in
its
pursuite
of
Iustice
,
That
on
the
proppers
vp
,
of
truths
olde
throne
,
It
both
enlightens
counsell
,
and
giues
heart
To
execution
:
whiles
the
throates
of
traytors
Lye
bare
before
our
mercie
.
O
Divinitie
Of
royall
birth
?
how
it
strikes
dumbe
the
tongues
Whose
prodigallitie
of
breath
is
brib'd
By
traynes
to
greatnesse
?
Princes
are
but
men
,
Distinguisht
in
the
finenesse
of
their
frailtie
.
Yet
not
so
grosse
in
beautie
of
the
minde
,
For
there's
a
fire
more
sacred
,
purifies
The
drosse
of
mixture
.
Herein
stands
the
odds
"
Subjects
are
men
,
on
earth
Kings
men
and
gods
.
Exeunt
omnes
.