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" Written by W. S." 1602
"The True Chronicle History .... of Thomas Lord Cromwell" was entered on the Stationers' Register on August nth, 1602, and was published the same year.
Another edition was issued in 1613, and the play appeared in the third Shakespeare Folio of 1664, as also in the Folio of 1685.
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JOHN S. FARMER.
THE
True Chronicle Hi-
ftorie of the whole life and death of Thomas Lord (jronmett.
r't hath beene fundrie times pub- ffied by t< e'Rjght Hono-
rable the Lord Chambcrlainc hi. Servants.
Written by W. S.
Imprinted at London for willUm isnet , and ate
to be folde at his houfe nccrc Holburnccoo-
dfli<a,at the (igne of che Gunnc.
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The life and death of the Lord (jronwell.
Enter three Smitkestfodge And tot $tktr%
o/^Cromwels men.
Htdge.
Ome matters,! thinke it be pad ruie I clock, Is it not time we were at worke : My old Matter heele be (lining anon.
/. I cannot tell whether my old matter will be ttirnng or no: but I am (lire lean hardly take my afternooncs nap , for my young Maitter Thomas,
He keepcs (uch a quile in his ftudie, With the Sunne,and the Mv*jnc,anJ iltc fcauen tones, That I do verily thinke heelc read out his wits.
Hodge* He skill of the (larres,there$ goodman CWrof FuSmnft He thatcanyed vs to the ftrong Ale, where goodie Tr*nde& Had her maide got with childe : O he knowcs the Starres, Heclc tickle you Charles Wdne in nine degrees, That fame man will tell you goodie TrnndeUt When her Ale (hall mifcarie,onely by the (fares.
2. I thats a great vcrtue,indeed I thinke Thonttt Be no body in compari(bn to him.
/, Well maifters comc,(hall we to our hammers? Hodge. Icontcnt,flr(l lets take our mornings draught, And then to worke roundly.
2. 1 agreed, goe in Hodge. Exit omncs*
Enter ywng Cromwell.
Cremt. Good morrow rnorne, I doe falutc thy brightneflc, The night feemcs tedious to my troubled foulc : Whofe black obicuritie binds in my minde, A thoufandfundry cogitaiions : And now A*r>rA \\ ith a liuely dye, Addcs comfort to my fpirit that mountes on high,
A * T«
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Lifted Du&
Too high fndeede, my ftate being fo.imane,
My tfudy like a mincrall of'goldc:
Makes my fyart proude wherein jny hopes inrowld,
My bookeris all tHc wealth I do-'pbfiefle, Here Vnthin they
And vnto them I haue togaged ihy hart, mitft be
O le^rnin«T how deuine thou feenies to me: their h
Within whofe armes is all felicity/
Pcsfee !^»bs)B>Ur hajumeff lca.ue your knocking thett,
You doc diftu^be ray ftudy and my rc
Lcauc qffj^oii cna4dc me* w!t
t. Why how now Maiftcr Thcmas how now, Wiil ^ou not let rs worke for you*
Crow.' You fret my hart,with making ofthis noifc*. .
fJ. How fr*-t ymir hartj but Tbim* <> ynnle our fathers puife if yon let vs from working. ti^forigw to make him t gentleman,. ie woWe for your mufing, thats well I faith, fcuthfee confetjny bide majflc
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bt Grbmvveiti idleknaues^whatare-youloytring now,
No hammers walking and my worke to do :
What not a hcate among your worke to day-.
Hod. Marrie fir your tonne Tfimtits vrill not let v$iVvc|riw-at OlA,(ro* ^Whyknaoe Kay,haue I thus caikde &<wVl
And all to'keepe thee like a gentleman,
And doft thou let my fcruants at their. worker
That fweat forthcc knaue,labour th us for thee^
. Cro . Father their hammers doc offe nd my ftudie . OldjCra.Oux. of ray^&restwaUe ifthouliBeft it not,
I crief ofl mer^ic1' isiyouPeyw fefine:
I tell thec knaue the& gecxvncw I tfotiieepc,
Iwill not haue my Anuill ftuidfortheer'
Crom. Thcrcs monic father I wilt pay yoor me n. He thr O4i.Crtf.Hauc I thus brought thee vp vjito my CQ(\* vwty 4?
Injiopcthat one day'thoa-NwiliWicleeucfnjr.age, . " -. m>g '&
tfttii Iwv/Cronswell
And art thee new Co lauifli of thy colft, Totcatteritamongthefcidleknauet,
0,.F«hcre:PtenVnc> Th^imewmcomelfcattholdgoldeastrafl.:
Now afore God all is bntcaft away Thatisbeftowedvppn.thisthriftlefle!ad>
Well had I bound him to Come honett trade: Thishadnotbcene.bmitwastmmothersdomg,
TofendhimtotheVmuerfitie, ,.v,njc.
ow build a houft where now th.s cottage Bandcs,
AeoodboyTom.Uondwf Well faidTom.graniwcjes Tom,
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Are not all creatures (ubiefl«to time.- Totime.who doth abufe the world,
Weares out a noble tralne tobe°g«ie, Indfrom .he dunghill ##****£jl ,. To Rate , and marke into adm,rmg «orW, This isbut courfe,which in the name of Fate, Isfeeneasbftenasitwhirlesaboj t. TheRiucrrto«thatbyourdooredo*p.llc,
Ms firft beginning is but fmall and fallow Yetkeeping onbiscoutfeigtowesto
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Now who within this land a greater man. Then CV*»»fl/cheere thee ypjand tell thy foule, That thou maift Hue to flouii/hand controulc.
Enter oti' Cromwell. Ott Cram. T«m O«»\*tf,what Tom I fay ? Cronr, DO you call fir.
OlaCrem. Here is matftcr 5omy£r come to know , if you haue difpatched his pctition/cr the Lords of the counfcll or no. ^ Crow. Father 1 haue, pltafe you to call him in. * Ott CrWK* Thats well (aid Tern,* good lad fern.
Enter Mtifter Bowfcr. 3<AV. Now Maifter Cromtoelljn'+ue you difpatchcd this petition ?
Cromt I haue fir,here it ts,pieafe youj>erufe it.
"B*w. It fhall not need, v.'oclc read it as we go by water : And Maifter Crvnwell, I haue made a motion May do you good.and ifyou like of it. Our Secretahe at tsfntfttrpt, fix is dead, And the Marchants there hath fent to me, For to prouide a man fit for the place t Now 1 do know none fitter then your felfe, If with your liking it fbr.d maifter Crymtotll*
Cram. With all my hart fir, and I much am bound, In loue and dutie for your kindnefle fhowne.
O\el Cro Bodv of me Tom make haft,lt aft fome body Get he twee nc thee and home Tcm. ithatike you good maifter B«wfir, I thanke you for my boy, I thanke you al waycs,! thanke you moft hartely fir, Hoe a cup of Beere there for mailter BtVcf^r.
Bm. It (hall not need fir,maifter CromtotU will you go.
Crom. I will attend you fir.
Old from. Farewell r^Godbleflc thee Tom, God fpecd thee good Tvm* t Exit omnes.
Enter Bagot A Broker, phi* Bttf . I hope this day is fatall vnto fome,
tftke lord Cromwell,
And by their lofle muft By ot ieckc to gaine,
This is the lodging of maifter FrysktbtU,
A libcrall Marchant,and a Ftorfntmt,
To whom Tiamjler owes a thoufand pound,
A Marchant Banckrout,whofe Father was my mtifter,.
What do I care,fbr pitie or regarde,
He once was wealthy,but he now is falne,
And this morning rraue I got him arefted,
At the fute of maifter Friskjbtl/,
And by this meanes (hall I be fure of coyne,
For dooing this fame good to him vnknowne:
And in good time, fee where the marcham comes*
B*g. God morrow to kind maifter FrukjlMll.
fri. God morrow to your felfe good maifter £*£ot, And whars the newes you are fo early (lining : it is for gainej make no doubt of that.
£*g. It is for the loue fir that I beare to you, When did you fee your debter Tltmftcr ?
Fri. I promife you J haue not feene the man, This two moneths day,his pouertie is fuch, As I do thinke hf fliames to fee his friends.
B*g> Why then aflure your fclfc to fee him ftraight, For at yeur fute I haue arrefled him, And here they will be with him prcfently.
Fry. Arr eft him at my fute, you were to blame, I know the mans miffortunes to be fuch, As hees not able for to pay the debt, And were it knownc to fome he were vndone. Big. This is your pittifull hart to thinke it fo, But you are much deceaued in TiAntftcr, Why fuch as he will breake for fafhion fake, And vnto thofe they owe a thoufand pound, Pay fcarce a hundred/) fir beware of him, The man is lewdly giuen , to Dyce and Drabs, Spends all he hath in harlots companies,
It is no mercy for to wrie him. ' ,.ff^
I fpcakc the truth of him.for nothing efc, But for the kindnefle thatlbeare to you,
Fry. Ifitbefbjhchathdeceiuedmemuch, And to dealc (tn&ly with fuch i one as he, Better feucre then too much leoitie, But here is Maifter Bantfttr himfelfe, And with him as I take the officers.
Enttr Baniftcr bitVrifi tndtVto officm.
Bttti. O maifter Fri/tyW/you hiue rndone me, My (late was well nigh ouerthrowne before, Now altogether downe-caft by your meanes.
Mi ft. B*. O maifttr Frukfbdl, pity my husbands cafe, He is a man hath liued as well as any, Till enuious fortune and the rauenous fe a, Did rob,difrobc,and fpoilc vs of ourowne,
Fri. MiftriiTc B^niftir.l cnuic not your husband, Nor willingly would I haue vied him thus : But that I here he is fo lewdly giuen, Haunts wicked company ,and hath enough, •.
To pay his debts,yet will not be knowne thereof. Ban. This is that damned Broker,that fame Bj Whom I haue often from my Trtncherfcd, Ingratcfull Villaine for to vfc me thus:
Bag* What I haue faid to him is naught but truth*
Mt.Ban. What thou haft faid, iprings from an enuious hatt, A Canniball that doth eate men aliuc, ( ' I
But here vpon my knee beleeue me fir, And what I fpeake/o helpe me God is true, We fcarfc haue meate to feed our little babes, Moft of our Plate is in that Brokers hand, Which had we niony to dephray our debt, O thinkc we would not bide that penuric : Be mercifull, kinde maiftcr Frutytll, My husband,childrcn,and my fd fc will eate, But one meale a diy,the other will we-fcepe and felir
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f/>JkzW Cromwell,
As part to pay the debt we owe to you : ] f cuer teares did pierce a tender minde, Be pittifulljlet me fome faiiour ftndc.
B*g. Be not you fo mad fir,tobelecue hir teares,
Fri Go to, I fee thou art an enuious man, Good mifteris BAniJter kneele not to me, I pray rife vp . you /hall haue your defire. Foldc officers be gone,therc$for vourpaines, You know you owe to me a ihouf and pound, Here take my handjf care God make you able, And place you in your Former ftate ; gaine," Pay me : but if ftill your fortune frowne, Vpon my faith Tie neuer aske you crowne : I neuer yet did wrung to men in thrall. For Gpd doth know what to my felfe may fait.
'Bun. This vnexpeded rauour Todc Icrucd, Doth make my hart b'eed inwat<Uy w, ith ioy, Nere nwv ougHt profper with me is my owne, If I forget this kindnefle you htue fho\v nc.
Mt-B J, My child en in their prayers both night and day, For your good fortune and lucceiTe, (hall pray.
Fri. I thanke you both, I pray goe dine with me, Within thcfe three daycf ,it God giue me leaue, I will to Flyrettct to my nauue home, ' B*?ot holde,theres a Portaguc to drinkey Al3i«Jugh you ill deferued it by your merit, G we not fuch crucll fcope vnro your hart, Beiure the ill you do will be requited, Remember what I fay JB*g»t farewell, Come Maifter Saniftti you (hall with me, My fare is but fimple,but wekomc hartily. ExittUbw Bagot.
Bag, A plague goe with you , would you had eate your laft, Is this the thankcs I haue for all my paines, Confufion light vpon you all lor me, ^ Where he had wont tp giue a fcore ofcrownes, Doth he now foyft me with a Portague : Well 1 will be reucngcd vpon this Bontfer. lilt ill B
T fa Life And Dutk lie to his creditors, bulc all the debt he owes, As Teeming that I do it for good will, I am fure to haue them at an cafie rate, And when tis done,in chriftendome he ftaies not, But ile make his hart toake with fbrrow, And if that Bamftcr become my debter, By hcaucn and earth ile make nis plague tne gretter. Exit Bagot.
Enter Chorus.
Cb.j. Now gentlemen imagine^hat young Crom\*eR3 In Atftotrpt Ledger for the Englifh Marchantes: And Banifttr to fliunnc this "Bigots hate, Hearing that he hath got fomc of his debts, Is Bed to Annvarpt, with his wife and children, Which "Bigot hearing is gone after them : And thethcr fendes his billes of debt before, To be reuenged on wretched B*»lflcrt What doth fall out, with patience fit and fee, A iull rcquitall of falfe trccherie. £>//.
Ootowell imfa/lnty Vtkkktgges of monty before him f*fri*g of account.
CV*. Thus farre my reckoning doth go ftraight & eucn, But CramWll this (ame ployding fits not thcc: Thy minde is altogether fet on traucll, And not to liue thus cloyftered like a Niinnc, It is not this fame tralh that I regard, Experience is the icwcll of my hart. Enter A Pop.
p0fl. I praie fir are you readie to difpatch me.
Crt» Yesheres thofcfummes of monie you muft carie, You goi fo farrc as Frankford do you not.
.Weli prethie make all the haft thou canft, For there be certainc Englifh gentlemen: Are bound fo: Venice,and may hapilie want, And if that you fhould linger by the way: But in hope that youlc make good-fpccd,
^rtteXW Cromwell.
Th eres two Angels to buic you fpurres and wandes.
7*. Ithanke you fir this will ad winges indeedc.
Cio> Golde is of power would make an Eagles fpeed.
Enter Mi/Iris Baniftcr.
What gentlewoman is this that grceucs fo much, It feemcs (he doth adrefle her felfe to me.
Mi. £<*. God faue you fi^praie is your name maifter CrmwelL
fist My name is Thomts CromVpell gentlewoman.
Mi. BA. Know you not one Btfot fir,thats come to jintVptrpfm
Cro. No truft me,I ncuer faw the man, But here arc billes of debt L haue receiucd, Againft one B mtftcr a. Mat chant fallen into dccaie*
A4t3 Ba. Into decaie indccde, long of that wretch, I am the wife to wofull *£>&$&: And by thatbloudie villainc am pcrfu'de, from "London here to A<alt*rf(.t My hmband he is in the gouernours handes: And God of heaucn knowes ho\v hecle deale with him, Now fir your hart is framed of milder temper, Be merciful 1 to a diftrefled foulc, And God no doubt will trebell blcflc your gaine,
In any thing that lies within my power.
Mt. Ba. Q fpeakc to 7?4got that fame wicked wretch, An Angcils voyce may mooue a damned diucll.
Cro. Why is he come to Antvptrpc as you here ?
///. Ba. I hard he landed fome two houres fince.
C*o. Well miftris Banifttr afliire your felfe, He fpeakc to B^otm your owncbchalfci -
And winne him to all the pittie that I can, Meane time, to comfort you in your diftrcfle, Receiue thefe Angcils to releeue your necdc, And be affurcd that what I can effect: To doc you good,no way I will neglc&,
Aft* BA. That mighty God that knowes each mortailcs hart, Keepe you from trouble forrow griefc and fmart.
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The Life Ml De*tk
Crom. Thanlces courteous woman,
For thy hartie praicr:
It grceues my foule to (ce her miferie,
But we that liue vnder the worke of Bite,
Male hope the bcft}'yet knowes not to what ftate
Our ftarrcs and deftinies-harh vs afignde,
Fickle is fortune and her face is blinde.
84. So all goes well,it is as I would haue it, "Bvrifttr he is with the Gouernoftr i „ And /hortlie (hall haue guiues?ponbii h«elcs, It glads my hart to thrnfct vpon the flaue, I hope to haue hi* bbAe roc to prilpn: And after here^his wife to hang her felfe, And all his children die for want of foode, The Jewels tlut I haue brought to Ant watpe, Are recond to be worth flue thoufand pound, Which fcactcfie (bode me in three hundreth pound, I bought then»at an- etfie-kinde of rate, I care not which way they came by them That fould thennn/tjit-comes riot neare my htrfr A»d Icaft they fliould be flohie as fure they are, I thought it ni«cte to fell them here in Antwarpe, And fo haftie left them in the Gouernours harw, Who ofters me within two hundteth pound Of all rny price : but now qo more of that, I muft eo fee ahd if mf tftllts be fafe, The which I fent to matfVr Cr«m*ell, That if the winde fhouldfceepe me omhe fta, He mi ght arcft him here before I came: And in good time,fee where he is : God faue you fir.
fid. Andyou,pray pirdoTTme,! know you not.
2?*£, It n»y be fo^jbut my name it K*£oty The man that fc/it to you the felles ofdebt«
(fro. O the miri that perfucs B*uftert Here are the billcsttf <Sebr vonfent to me: As for tnc man you know bcfl where he is> •
tftlt* Lor A Cromwell1.
It is reported you hauea flimie hart, A mindc that will not tfoope rp anic pittic; An eye-that knpwes not how to Hied a teaie, A hand chats alwaics open for reward, But maifter Btgot would you be ruled by me: You flioirtd turned chefe to the contrarir, Your hart (hould<lirhaue feeling ofrcmorfc, Your mindc according to your ftatebe libcrall, To thofe that ftand in neede and in dt(trefle; Your hind to hcl pe them that do (land in want, Rather then with your poy fe to holde them downe, For euerie ill tutne (how your (elft more ki nde, Thus (hould 1 doe pardon Ifpeake my mindc.
B4£. I fir,you fpcakc to here what I would fay, But youmuft liue I know,ai well as It I know this place to b? extortion, . And tis not for a man to keepe him, But he mutt lie, cog, with his dearcft friend; And as for pittie, fcorne it^htte all coofricnce, But yet I doe commend your wit in this, To make a (how, of whit I hot>e you arc not, But 1 commend you and ti * well done, This is the onclte way to bring your gainc.
Cro. My gainc: I had ratfrer chaine me to an ore, And like a flaue there toile out all my life, Before ideliuc fo bale a flaue as thou: I like an hipocrite to make a (how, Of feeming vertue and a diuell within, No5^f,would thy conference were asclcare, Poore Bwiiftv ncre had beene troubled here.
*Z?*£. Nay good maifter Cromtottlbt not angt ic fir, I know full well you are1 no fiich man} But if your confcience were as white as Snow, It will be thought that you are other wife,
Cro. WiU it be thought that I am other wife, Let them that thinkp fb know they arc dccciu'de; Shall Crwwt'.l liue to haue his faith mifconftcred,
B 3 Ant-
Antwarpc for all the wealth within thy Towne,
I wil! not flay here not two hcures longer:
As good lucKc femes my accountcs are all made £uen,
Therefore ilc ftraiehtrnto the treafiircr,
Jta«ot I know youlc to the gouemour,
Commend me to him/ay I am bound to traQaile,
To fee the fruitefull partes of Italic,
And as you euer bore a Chriftian minde,
Let ^Swifter Come fauour of you fmde,
2?4£. For your fake fir ilc nelpt him all I can, To ftaruc his hart out care he gets a groatc, So maille: Cromwell doc I take my Icaue, For I rnuft ftraight vnto the gouernour.
Cro. Farewell fa, pray you remember what 1 faid, No CromwcM, no, thy hart was ncre fb bace: To Hue by faHhoode or by brokerie, But falles out well, I little it repent, Heretfter,rime in traucll (halbe (pent.
En t «r Hodge kisfttbtrt man.
Hod. Your fonnc Thtmti, quoth you , I haue beene Thom#nt I had thought ithtd beene no fuch matter to a gone by water : for at Putnaie ilc go you toPariOvgarden ror two pence,(itte as ftill a* may be, without any wagging or ioulting in my guttcs , in a little boate too : hccre wee were icarce fbure mile in trie. great grecne wacer, but I thinking to goe to my afternoones vnchincs , as twas my manner at home, but I felt akindeof rifing in my guttes: at laft one a the Sailers ipying of me, be a good cheere faycs hec, fet downe thy victualles, and vppe with it , thou haft nothing but an Eelc in thy belly: Well toote went I ,to myvi&tuallcs went the Sailers,and thioking}! |p bee a man of better experience then any in the (hippe, asked nsei^haf Woode the fhippe was made of: they all fwore I tould them as right as if I had beene acquainted with the Cat penter that ttftdc it, at laftwce
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and I grewe villanoos himgrie, went to my bagge^ the diucll a bitte there was, the Sailers had tickled mee , yet 1 cannot blame them , it was a pane of kindncfle , for I in kindncflc toulde them what Woode the fbippc was made of, and they in kindncfle cate vp my vi&ualles, as indeede one good turnc asketh another • Weil would I , cculd J, findc my maittcr Tb<,w*s in this Dutch Towne, he might put fome Englim Bcare into my bcl!ie«
Cr«. What Htdgt my fathers niao, by my hand welcome, How doth my fathetfwhats the ne wes at home?
Hod* Maittcr Thomas, O God maiftcr T/;o»^j,your hand,glouc and all, this is to giue you to vnderftanding that your father is in health, and 4lkt 'ZX?ft>««g here hath lent you a Nutmeg , & B^JJe 'AfofetoiMr arace ofGinger,my fellow W ill & Tom hath between them fent you a dozen ofpointcs, & good man Tolle of the Goatc a paire of mictons , my fclfe came in perfon, and this is all the newcs.
Crv.GnmaTfk good //a^; ,and thou art welcome to me . *
But in as ill a time thou comcrt as may be: ., jt
For I am traueling into Italic, s r.
What faifi thou Hifyt wilt thou beare me companle. d *
Hodge. Willl beare thcc companieZ>», what tell *ft me of Italic , were it to the furthcfi part of Flaunders, I would goe with theeTcw, I am thine in allweale and woe, thy owne tocom- maund, whatr#w, I hiuc.pafled the rigorous waues of 2\£<^- tunes blaftes, I tell you Thorn*} \ hauc bceue in the danger of the fiotids,and when 1 haue feene florets beginne to plaie the RufiRn with vs, then would I do v\ne of my knees and callvppon
Cr9. And why vpon him. //o^.Beeaufcasthis fame fellow Neptune is God of the Seas, fo Vulcan is Lord oner the Smithes, and therefore I being a Smith, thought his Godhead would haue fome care yet of me. " Crow; A good conceit,but t«ll haft thou dined yet ? Hid Thowai to fpcakc the truth,not a bit yet I. from. Come gq with mc,thou (halt haue cheere good.ttore. And farewell Antwtrye if I come no mote.
B fa Hodge,
The Life 4ut TxAtk . I follow thcc fwect Tomtl follow thcc. Exit tmmi.
Enter the Gonrrn<Htr if the Ewbfa houji Bagot, Ba-
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. Is CromWell zone then, fay you mailtcr Ba^ot, What diflike T pray, what was the caufc ?
B*£. To tell you true,a wilde brainc of his owne, S uchjouih as they cannot fee whe n they are well : He is all bent to trauaile,thats his rcafon, And doth not louc to eatc his bread at home.
(jw. Well, good fortune with himjfthc man be gone. We hardly (hall finde fuch a one as he, To fit our turnc^jhis deal in gs were fo honefl : But now fi^for your lewels that 1 haue, What do you fay, will you take my prife .
Bag- O fir,you offer cob much vndcrfooT .
Gott. Tis but two hundred pound bctwcene vs man, Whats that in paiment of fkie thousand pound.
'Bag. Two hundred pound, biriadte nr til great, ' Before I got fo much,it made me fwe*t.
G»Ht Well Mailier B4g#i\e proffer you rairelic, You fee this Marchant maiiiei: B*»fter, Is going now to prilon it your fute. His fubltance all is gone, what would youhaue, Yet in regard e 1 knew the man of wealth, Neuerdimoneftdealing)butfuch mifhaps, Hath falnc on hi m ,may light on me,or you, There is two hundred pound bctwcene n, We will detiide the fame, lie giue you one, Oh that condition you will fet him free : His ftae is nothirig,that you fee yout fclfe, And where naught is,the King rnuft lofe bis nght.
7t*g. Sir,fir,you fpetke out of your lone, Tis fbolilh louc iv furc to pittic him: Therefore corttcnt yottr Wfe, ih» is rof mtede, To dp him good I will not bare a pc rue; :
This is my comfort though diou dooft no good,
A mighty cbbe followes a mighty floud.
M,:» *£*• O thou bafc wretch whom we haue foftered, Euen as a Serpent for to poyfort vs, If God did euer right a womans wrong: To that fame God I bend and bow my heart, To let his heany wrath fall on thy head, By whome my hopes and ioyes arc butchered.
B*g. Alas fond woman,] praicthecpraicthyworft, The Fox fares better (till when he is curtt.
Enter Mafic* Bowie i* tsWtrchjnt.
(jc.Maifter Tiowfir your welcome fir from England, Whars the be ft newes ? how doth all our friendes ?
2?f\V . They are all well and do commend them to you, Theres letters from your brother and your (bnne: So falre vou u.el! fir, I muft take my leaue, My haft and bufincfle doth require fiich .
Go. Be tore you dine fir, what go you out of towne,
Bow. I faith vnlefle I here, fome newes in towne, I muft away there is no remedied
Gou. Maifter 'Btf^fer what is your bufincs, may I know lt^ You may fir and fo fhall all the Citric.
rBo'to. The King oflate hath had his treaiuric rob'd, And of the choyfeft iewellcs that he had: The value ofthem was feme feauen thoufand pound, The fellow that did ftealc thcfe iewels,he is hanged, .And did confefle that for three hundred pound, Ho fould them to one Tltgot dwelling in London : Now i4£or j fled, and as we here to Antwarpe, And hether am I come to fceke him out, And they that firft can tell me of his newes, Shall haue a hundred pound for their reward.
Eu. How iuft is God to right the innocent,
GOH. Maitter'Byiv/cr you come in happie time, Here is the villainc Ba^tn that you fcekc, And all thofe ic w^Is haue I in my handcs, Officers 1 ooke Co him,houl d him faft.
t The diucll ougntme ailiameja»d now hath paide it, C
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Ts this that B*£ot ? fellowesbearc him hence, We will not now ftand for his rcplie ; Lade him with Yrons,wc will haue him tride In England where his villanics are knownc.
2?*£. MifchiefejConfufionjIight vponyou all, O hang me,drowne me,let me kill my felfe, Let go my armcs let me run quick to hell.
2?irtV. Away,bcaTe him away,ltop the (laues mouth.
They carry him Atony. Mi.B /.Thy wortes are infinite, great God ofheauen.
Cjox. I hard this Btgot was* wealthie fellow.
jBow.Hc was indeedjfor when his goods were zcafcd, Oflewels,coinc,and Plate within his houfe, Was found the value of fiue thoufand pound, His furniture fullic worth halfe fb much, Which being all ftrainde for/orthc King, He francklic gauc k to thfe Arttotrfc marchants, And they againe^ut of their bountious mi nde, Hath to a brother of their comoanie,' ' '-
A man <lecatde by fortune of the Sea*, Giuen Bagets wealth,to (et him vp agaihe ? Andkecpc it-forhimjhis name is Bamfter.
Gott. Maifter BoVtf? ,withthis happie ncwes, You haue'reutoed two fr6m the gates of death, This is that #a*ji/?rr,and this h'n wife.
Bow. Sir I am glad my fortune is fo good, To bring fuch tidings as may comfort you.
'Ban. Youhaue giucn life ynto a man deemed dead, For by thefc ncwes,my life is ne wlie bs«d.
Mt.B*. Thankes to my God, nextto my Soucraigne King, And lart to you that thcfe good hopes doth bring.
Con. The hundred pound I rnuft rcceiuc as due Forfinding Bagot ,1 freetie giuctoyou.
•Bovr. And Maifter Banjttr, if fo you plcalCi lie beare you companie,\vh«n you croflc the Scaa»
Ban If it plcafe you fir,ray ^ompanic w but ineane> S{andswithyourUking,llewaiteohyou. -^
9ftbeltrd Cromwell.
COM. I am glad that all things do accorde fb well ; Come Maiftcr £«W/Sr,let vs in to dinner : And Mifterifle BMttftcrJos mery woman, Conic after fbrrow now,lcts cheere your Spirit, Knaues haue their due,and you but what you merit.
Exttomntt.
Enter Cromwell and Hodge in tbtirfhi uht Httttf.
Hod. Call yee this feeing offalhions? Marrie would I had flaidc at TKtntie ftill, O Maiftcr Thorn**, we are fpoilcd we are gone.
Crom. Content thee man,this is but fortune.
//^.Fortune, a plague of this Fortune makes me go wctfliod, the roagues would not Icaue me a (hooe to my feetc, for my hoaic they fcorned them with their hceles,but for my Dublct and Harte,
0 Lord they imbrafed me , and vnlafed me , and tookc away my cloathcs, and fo difgraced me.
Cnm^ Well Hodge, what rcmcdic ? What fhift (hall we make oow ?
Hodge. Naie I know not, for begging I am naught , for dealing worfe : by my troth I muft cuen rail to my olde tradc,to the Ham mer and the Horfe heeles againe : but now the worft is , I am not acOjUainted with the humor of the horfcs in this countrie, whether they arc not coultiih,giuen much to kicking,or no/or when I haue • one legge in my fiano,if he fhould vp and laic tother of my chops,
1 Were gone,thcrc laic I,there laic Hdgc.
Crom. Hodge I bcleeuc thou muft worke for vs both.
Hodge. O Maiftcr Thomas, haue not I tolde you of this, haue not I manic a time and often/aid T»m, er Maifter Thomas, learne to make a Horfe- fliooe,it will be your ownc another day : this wa$ not regarded . Harkc you Thsmas, what doc you call the fcllowes that robdvs.
from. TheBandetto.
Hod, Jhe Bandctto doc you call them , I know not what they «re called here , but I am lure wee call them plaine theeues in
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England, O Thtmu that wr were now atPutnay, at the ajc there. Cfs. Content thec man, here fet vp thcfc two billcs, ' '
And Ice vs kcepe our (landing on the bridge:
The fafhion of this countrie is fuch,
If any ftrangcpbe opprefled with want,
To write the manerof his miferie,
Ami fuch as are difpofed to faccour him,
Will doe it, what haft thou fet them vp ?
Hod. I their vp.God fend fome to reade them,
And not onclie to reade them,but alfb to looke on vs:
And not altogether to lookc on vs, * Oneftvtdtt At one end,
But to relceue vs,O colde,coldc colde. tad one at tc thcr.
Enter Friskiball the Merchant and
rttdes tbf htl/ct. Frif.Whits here? two Englifhmen rob'd by the Bandetto,
One of them fccmcs to be a gentleman:
Tis pittie that his fortune was fo hard,
To fall into the dcfpcrate handcs of thceucs,
He qucftion him of what cftate he is,.
God faue you fir, arc you an Englishman ? > .)
Cro. I am fir a dirtrefled EneTii"hman.
J Fri. Andwhatareyoumyrriend. j .
^/l^Who1 Wtr,by my troth I do not know my fclf what f am now,
bui fif,;l was a fmith fir,a poore Farrier of Putnay,thats my maiftet . JQ- V*onc^r) ^ wasrobbed for his fake fir» . j%"-JfV)i. I fee you haue beene met by the Bandctto, 'And therefore necde not aske how you came thus:
But Friffyta/lwhy dooft thou quefton them,
Ofthcir e(hie and not releeue their necde,
Sir the coine I hiue about mt is not much:
Thcres fixteene Duckets, for to cloath your fclues,
Theres fixceene more to buie your diet with,
And thers fixteene to paie for your horfe hire:
Tis all the wealth you fee my purfe pofleflcs,
But if you pleafe for to enquire me put,
You fhall not want for ouht that I can doc,.
Am»n
A man that alwaye.s lotted your natiofi. .
Cront. This vnexp«&ed ft'.four at your hands, Which God doth know^fcucrl ("hall requite it, Neceflitie makes me to take your bout-nici And for your gold can yeeld you naught but thankes, Your charitie hath hclpt me from dttpaire. Your name (hall (til! be in my harticpraier.
Fri. It is not worth fuch thankcs" dome te my houfc, Your want ftiall better be releeu'd then thus.
Cront. I pray exculc me,this (hall well fuffice, To beare my charges toBononi*, Whereas a noble Earle is much diftrcfledt An Enghfhman, Ra/ell tta Earle of Bw/W, Is by the French King,foldc vmo his death, Itmayfallout,thatlmaydoehimgood, : To faue his life,lle hazard my hart blood : Therefore kinde fir,thankcs for your liberall gift, I muft be gone to aide him ther,'s op ihift.
Fri. He be no hmderer to fa goed an a#c,. HeauenprorpcryouJintha.tyougo^:ai?oMt: /:
If Fortune bring you this way fcacke againe, Pray let me fee you : fo I take my leaue, All good a man can wifli,! doe bequeath. Exit FriskibftU.
Crom. All good that God doth lend, light on your head^ ; Theres few fuch men within our clwtiate bred. . ; _ ; •
How (ay you now Hodqejz not this good fortune. ' : . $'
Hod, How lay you, He tell you what maifter Thomas If all men be of this Gcntlemans miqde, Lets kcepe our ftandings vpon this Bridge, We (hall get more here with begging in one day, Then 1 fiiall with making Horftioes4n a whole ycare..
Cr«m. No fJixke.vrc mutt begone vnto Bonenta, There to rclceue the noble Earle of Bedford : Where if I failc not in my policie, I (hall decciue their fubtile treachcrie.
Hodgt. , Naye He follow you, God biefle vs from the theeuing Baodeccoes againc*
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Tketift Mil Dial,
Evtcr Bed ford c *nd his Hotft. . Am lbetraide,was BedfortU borne to die, By fuch bafe flaucs in fuch a place as this : Hauc I cfcapcd fb many times in Frtncc, So many baitaiies iiauc I ouer paflcd, And made the French ftirre wnen they hird my name; And am I now bctraideVifto my death, Some of their harts bloud firft mall pay for it.
HGM. They do dcfirc my Lord to fpeake with you.
Bed. The traitors doe dcfirc to haue my bloud, But by my birth,my honour,and my name: By all my hopes, my life Hull coil them deare, Open the dore, ile venter out vpon them, And if I muft die, then lie die with honour.
Hot. Alas my Lord that is a dtfperate courfc . They haue begirt you round about the houfc: Their meaning is to take you prifbner, And fo to fend your bodie rnto France.
Bed. Firft (hall the Ocean be as drie as find, Before aliue they (end me vnto Fr*ncn lie haue my bodie firft bored like a S iue, And die as /-/^«r,gainft the Mrnnidom, Eare Prune r fhall boaft 'Ztdferfa their prifoner, Trccherous Frmct that gainft the law of armes: Hath here betratde thy cncmie to death, But be aflurcd my bloud fhalbe reuc ngcd, Vpon the bcft Hues th at remaines in Frtnce, Stand backe^or els rhou run ft ypon thy death .
Mef. Pardon my Lord, I come to fell your honour, That they haue hired a Tfyplitai ; Who by hH^ratorie hath promifed them, Without thelhedding of one drop ofbloud, Into their handes fafc to deKuer you, And therefore craues none but hiriifclfe may enter, And a poore (wainc that attcndc s on hin*1 Exit fi
of the '£0tf Cromwell.
*BetL A %{t»ft1fam bid hjm come in, Were he as cunning in his Eloquence: As Cicero the famous man of7^w<v His wordes would be as chaffc againft the windc, S wecte tong'd Vliffe s that made. csSiaxt madj Were he and his toung in this fpeafcers head, Aliue he winnesmc not, then us noconqueftdead. Enter Cromwell like a Neopolitan, and
Hodge Kith him.
Cr». 5'rr arc you the maifter of the houfc, Ho*. I am fir.
Cro. By this fame token you muftlcaue this place, And leauc none but the Earle and I together, And this my Peflant here to tend on vs. Ho*. With al my hart,God grant,you doe fome good* Exit Hotft. Cromwell fhnts the dorc. Bed. Now fir, what* your will vvitK me? (re. Intends your honour,not tbyeeld your felfe: Tfo^Nogood man goofe,n6tvvhile my fworddoth laft, Is this your eloquence for to pcrfwadc me.
Cro. My Lord my eloquence is for to fauc you, I am not as you iudce *7^fopo!itan: But Cromwell your feruant,and an Englifhman. "Bed. How CromVtel, not my Fan icrs fonnc. CVo.Thc Cimc fir, and am co:nc to fuccouryou. Hod> Yes faith fir,and I am Hodge your poorc Smith, Many a time and oft,hauc I fhoocd your Dapper Gray. Bed. And what auatlcs it me that thou art here. Cr». It may auailc if voulc be rut'dby me, My Lord you know the men ofAfantua;- And thefc Bonsnians are at deadlie ftnfc, / nd they my Lord, both loue and honour you, Could you but get out of the AfaotM port, Then were you fafc difpitc of all their force.
'Bed. Tut rr an thou talkcft of thfnges irhpoffihle, Doft thou not fee that we are round bcfet : How then is it polfible^vc fhould efcape.
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• Cram . By force we cannotjbpt by follicle, Put on the apparell here that Hodge doth wearc, And guic him yours : the States tncjr know you not, For as I thinkc they neocrfaw your face, And at a watch- word muft I call them in, And will defire,thtt we (afe may paflc To /*/4w/0rf,whcrc lie fay <ny bufincflc lies, How doth your Honor like of this deuifc ?
$ed. O wondrous good : But wilt thou venter Hodge ? Hd. Will I O noble Loid,I do accordc,in any thing I can, And do agree, to fet thee free, do fortune what me can.
Btd. Come then-lcts change our apparrcll ftraight. ' Crow.Goc tildge make haft,lcait they chance 10 call
Hod. I varrant you ilc fit him with a futc. Bxtt Earle.
(rom. Hcaucos gtaunt this pollicic doth take iujccfle, And that the Earle may fafclic fcapc away.
And yet it grecues me for this fimplc wretch^ Fot feare they flaould o0vr tjim violence, But of two <ui< s,tis belt to (nun the greatcft, And better is it that he hues in thrall, Then fuch a Noble Earle as he fhould fall. Their Oubborne Harts,tt may be will relent : Since he is gone,to whom their late is bent, My Lord hauc you difpatchcd.
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Enttr jBetlford % t he CluiHti, *n& Hodge in his dl»k*ndhuH«t-t
&J. How doo'ft thou Vkc vs {romwtlt, is. it well ?
Crow. O my Lord excellent, tf <^ how dooft feck thy felft? ,
Hodg. How do I feele my fclfe, why as,a Npblc man mould dfy O how I feelc honor come creeping on, My Nobihtic is wonderftill melancholic ?. Is it not mott Gentleman ..lil^c. to be iiielancholie,
CV«w. Ycs«fl^f^wgp4:.rm«^wr^inhisft^ And take ftatcTpont^tfc. ' " '
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jrie : but harke yon my Lord, do you feele nothing bite about you?
'Zed. Notruftmc Hodge.
Hod* I they know they want their pafture; its aftrangcthiii* of this vermine,they dare not meddle with Nobilitie.
Crom. Go take thy place Hodge >\\t call them in. All is done , enter Hodgc^w M tbeft*Ayjt*4Ct<s9n.+
and ifyou pleafc. wcilctllfSMthStattf.
Enter the States And Officer sy vrith Hdbert*.
Gm. What haue you wone him ? will he yeelde himfelfe >
Crtm. I haue ante plcafc yoti,and the quiet Earlc, Doth yceld himfclfe to be difpofcd by you.
GOH. Giue him the monic that we promifed him. So let him go.whether it pleafe himfelfe.
Crew- My bufincflc fir lies vnto *JM*ntnA\ Pleafe you to giue me fafc condu& ihcthcr.
Go*. Goe and conduct him to the M«ntna Port, And fee him fafc dcliucred presently. Exit Cromwell 4*4
Goe draw the curtaines^etvs fee the Earle, Bedford. (
0 he is writine,ftand apart awhile^
/fa^r* Fcflow William, I am not as I haue becnc , I went fto« you a Smith, I write to you as a Lord : I am at this prefcnt wnting, among the Pobnytn Ctfigei. I do commend my Lordfliip to T^fht & to Roger JK> Bndgtt & to 'Derittefc (b to all the youth o
Gou. Sure thefe are the names of Enghfli Noblemen, Some of his fpeciall friends, to whom he writes: But ftay he doth adreflc liimfelfe to fing. Htrt htftngs a My Lord I am glad you are fo frolick and fo blithe, Beleeuc me noble Lord if you knew all, Youdc change your merric vaine to fuddcn (brrow.
Hodg.l change my merrie vainc,aothou HononMfljM,
1 am a Lord and therefore let me goe, And doc dcfie thec and thy Safigb,
Therefore ftand off,and come not nee re my honor.
(JOH. My Lord this idling cannot feme your turae. - Hod. Dooft thinke thou blacke Botunyan bcaft, That I doe floutc,doe gibe or ieft,
No,nojthou Bcare-pot Juiow that I, a noble Earle^ Lozd pardie«
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^4 Truvtpftfoundes. Enter a Mcflenger, » Cit. One come from the States of Mint* '.. Gou. What would you with vs fpeake3 Aftf. Men ofRewni* : this my meflage is, TA^et^ott know the Noble Earle ofBaifordi Is fafe4W*Hirithetowne ofMantu *, And willes yon" fend the pcflartt that you haue, Who hatft decekifcd your expectation, Ot els the States Qf*JM#tt** haue vowed: They will recall the truce tfiat they baue made, And not a man ftiall fthw/rom forth your towne^ That fhall returne vnlefla you fend him backc. Go. O this mifTbmtnc how it mads my hart, The 1^eope\tt4n hath beguiled vs all; Hence with this foolc : what (liall we do with him, The Earle being gone a plague vpon it al 1 .
JM* No ile aflure you I am no Eark^but a fmith fir, h One fiodtt) a fmith at Putnay firr Ofic fltt tnath gulled you , that bath b c«:d you fir. ' /; .Away'\Vith him,take he'nccthe foolc you came for.. I fir -and ile !«ltue the gftater fonlc with you. , Farewell Bon9ni*ns> come friend a long with me* .. ii . My •friend afore'^my tordlhip will folbw tbee. - . Well M*nl**> fincc by thet the Earle is loit, : ;f J \,_ W^thih few dayes I hope to fee chce crofd. Exit cw.es. '
C*>«.Thus farre you fee how Crlmwtlks fortune pafled, The Earle of^e^Wbeing fafein Aftuttua: Defines C/ftwr^/ecHflparticlrJtO Rancey To make requitall for his courtefieji - »• ^ •'•• But Cromwtt doth dcme the Earle Iwi fiite: And tellcs him that thole paftcs ta meant to fee, He h ad not yet feV footing on the land, Andfodircftlietetes his way toSpaihe:-': »f;i The Evlc to France, and fo thejf both tJopart, Now te't fbtf fhot^hw«^v\«frM i* the windc^;-.a ii, jl '
Exit.
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•ftfalMd Cromwell.
Skip fome few y<uxes,that Cromwell {pent in trauell , And now imagine him to be in England: Seruant vnto the maiftcr of the Roules, Wherein fliort time where he begannc to florifii, An houre fliall (how you what few ye arcs did chcrifti.
The AfapctjlAyesjthcy bring lw/ the hwjtttt. Enter Sir Chriflonhcr Ha, Ie$,
Hales. Come firs,be carefull of your mailers credit, And as our bountte nowcxcecdcsthe figure Of common entertainment : (q do you With lookcs as frce}as is your maiftcrs fbule, Giue former welcome to tt# thronged table?, ThaciTiall rccctuc the Cardinals followers. And the attendants of the Lord .Chancellor, But all my care Cr mvcell depends on thce, Thou art a man,d ffering fromyutgar forme,. - . And by how much thy fpirit isjanckt boue thcie, In rules of Artc;by fo much it fliint s brighter bytranclJ, Whofcobfcruance^ieadeshisrneritj • ' ••/ In a mort learned, yet vnaffe&ing fpirit, Good Cromvfsll caft an eye of faire re garde, Bout all my houfe,and what this ruder flefti, Through ignorancc,or winc^k) miicreatc, Salue thou with curtcfic : if welcome want, Full bowles,and ample banquets will feemc fcant.
from* Sir, what foeuer lies in me, Aflure I will flicsv my vtmoftdutie. ExitCtom*
Halej. About it then,the Lords will fltitght be .here, CVfwttW/,thou haft *hpfe parts would rather fuce, The feruice of the itaoe, tlica of my huuic, 1 looke vpon thcc with a louingeye, *'*m\ . That one day tfiliprtfer. thy deftinie. r. 0 JEflfrrMeflenger.
Mff Sir tlwiofds b?; jft hand, >-. « ! ,
Halss. Tliey are welcomc(Jbid;<^r*^Wf// fltaight attcua V.J. And looke you all things tain pprfedk ccadincflc.
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The Mufxk* ptyts. Enter Cardin al I Wolfay, Sir Thomas Moore <tttd Gardiner.
Wd. O fir Chrfippber you are too liberal!, what a banket to ?
f/j/. My Lcwdes if worde* could (how, the ample welcome, That nty fijee hart affordes you ; I could then become a prater: ' But r now muft dcalc like a fcaft^^/rww, With your Lordfnippes,_deferre yoor welcome till the banket end. That it may then falue our defe& of faire: Yet Welcome now and all that tend on you.
Wol Thankes to the kindemaifterof the Roules, Come and fit downe, fit downe fs Themas *JMctfts Tis ftrange^ow that we and the Spaniard differ, Their dinnerps our banquet after dinner, And they arc men of a&ue difpofition^ This I gather, that by their fparing m eater Their bodie is more fitter for the warres, And if that famine chance to pinch their raawet, Being vfde lafaft it hfeedtf$leflfc]»alrie^
HalHl me fome Wine.-Ilc i«V«re Car<Rntt!l Wctfy: My Lord we Spaniardes are of more freer foules, Then hungerftai-ucd, and ill complciiOned fpaniardes, They that arc rich in Spaine, (part bellie fbodc; To deck their backes with 4n Italian hoocfc, And Silkes of Ciuill : An4 the pcoreft Snake, That feedcs on Lemmonspiichrrs^and ncare heated His pallet with fweetc flcfh, wffl bcare a cafe, More fat and gallant, then his ftarued face, Pride, the Inqttttifcien, add this bd! ie cuil 1 , Arc in myiudgement,Spaihei*hrce headed diuelt.
Mo. Indeede it is a plagtte vrito their nation, And ftager after in blindc imitacwn. Hal. My Lords with welcome,! preiwitydw LordOaps Afollemne health.
Mo. I IOIK heal th well, but when he&hes dot bring, Paine to the he&i, and bodies fur fcritig.1 Theo ceafe I healthes:. nay tpUi n« orjeiid,
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*fth lor& Cromwell.
For though the drom be Gnall, Yet hat»e they force to fi>rcc men to the wall. Wd* Sir Ch'tftopher is that your man.
/ft/. And iikr your grace he is a Scholler.and a One that haih trauclled manse pattes ofChriftendome my Lorde,
Wol. My friend come nearer, hauc you bcene a traucllcr.
Cro.My Lord I haue added tomy knowlcdgc,the loc Countries, Franc*, Sp*inet Cerm^nw^ and lt*ke : And though fmall gainc, of profit I did finde, Yet did it pleafe my eye, content my minde.
WV/. Whit doe you chinkc of the feuerall ftates, And princes Courtes as you haue trauelled.
Cro. My Lord no Court with England may compare, Neither for ftate nor ciuill gouetnemcnt: Luft d wellcs in France, m[taIte,andSpai*ft From the poore peiant to the Princes trainc, la Germtnie, and H*U*ndTiS* femes, And he that moft can drinkc, moft he deferues: England I praife not : for I here \v« borne., But that (lie laugheth the others ynto icornc.
Wtl. My Lord there d welles within that fpirite, More then can be difcemed by outwardc eye, Sir Cnjiopher will you part with your man.
Hal. I haue fought to proffer him to your Lord/hip, And now 1 fee he hath preferred himfclfe.
Wol. What is thy name.
Crom. CromT9fU my Lordc. »
Wul. Then fiomsvrhhcrc we make thee Sollicitcr of our caules, And neareft next our felfe : Gardiner gtue you kinde welcome tothe man» Gardiner f>*br*ets bit*.
iMo. My Lordc you are a royall W»cr> Hath got a man befides your boantkwis dinner, Well Knight.praic we come no more: If we come often, or (hut vp thy doorc.
W«k Sir Cfer^fer/ haddeft hadll thou giucn me, Halfc thy iandcs ; UK^ couldctt not hauc pitaicd act
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So much as with this man of thine,
My infant thoughtes dofpell:
Siiortlic his fortune fhall be lifted higher,
True indtiftric doth kindle honours her,
And fo kindc maiftcr of the Roulcs farewelL
Hal. Cromwell farewell .
Cro . Crermvtll takes his leaue of you, That ncare will leauc to loue and honour you.
Exit Omrtft.
Enter Chorus.
C'jo. Now Cwrrted/s highcft fortunes doth begin, The 1 Volfiy that loucd him as he did his life : fckf pbyes,
Committed all his trcafure-to his hands, *s fay j«
/^^isdcadjandtf^m^hisman, «.
] s now created Bilhop afWmcheftfrt :
Pardon if we omit all Wplfajti life,
Becaufc our play depcndes on (rom^tlkt death, - r
Now fit and(echishighcftftateoftH; ' i
Hishaightofryfing.randhisfodaiftffsiH, Pardon the errors is'all rcadie paft, And hue in hope the beft doth come at laft: My hope vpon your fauour doth depend, And lookc to hauc your liking etc the end. E,rit.
Enter Gardiner Btjkofof Winchcfter, The T)uk<s
of Norffolkc, #td of SufFolke , Sir Thomas
Moore, SirChriftophcrHalles,
*nd Cromwell.
Tfy. Maifter Crom+fltfmcc Cardinal! fVolfiycs death, His maieftie is giuen to^fttferftthd:
Theres certaine billcs and writings in your hand, • . ' ' . tH
That much conccmes the ftate of England), MLordof^T««cfc<r/?rrisitnotfo. ; ' ?:
yLordof^T««cfc<r/?rrisitnotfo. ; '
G*r. My Lord of Mr/#ty,wetwo wtire whilom fcllfln*^,'^
d maiftcr CrmvA> «hdflgh oUr ttUtiftfcfsiouc:' • . ' » \ •
And maiftcr CrmvA>
Did
Did bmde V5,whilc,his^pue was to the King,
Ic is no bootc now tb'dcriie thcfe tilings,
Which may bcpretuditiajl to the (rate :
And though that QoA hath rai(de my fortune hyer,
Then any vyay I lookt fyf&r dcfeTu'dc.
Yet my life no longcYWfmTni dwell,
Then I proouc t,ruc vnto my Soucraigne: *
What fey you maifter CttmMnti ? haue you thole writings, I,or »o ? Crom. Here are the writinrs,and ypon my knees,
I giuc them vp,vnto the wormy Dukes,
Of Suffblke,and of Norffolkc : he. was try Maifter,
And each vertuouspart, That liued ih him1,! tenderii with my hart, But what his hejid iiomplotted gamft the ftatc. My countries loue commands me that to hate: His fudden death Igreeuc fbr,not his fall, Bccaufc he (ought to worke my countries thrall.
Snff. Cr9t»Vrfll> the King fhai! here of this thy dutic,' Whom I aflurc my fclfe will "vtell rt wahlc thee: My Lord lets go vnto his Maierfic, And fhow thefe writings which he longs to fee.
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J?r<j. How now,whofe this ficmVtlJ} By by fbule, welcome to England : Thou oncedidftfaucmylife,didftnot£r«wVI'*//?
GYP, If I did fo,'tis greater glorie for mc,th ttyfco remember it, Then of my fclfe vainelie to report it.
*Bed. Well CV0«Wr //,no w is die time, I fliall commend thec tomySoueraignc1:' Cheere vp thy fclfc,for I will raiic th'yftate,- A Riifi/lyct was ncuer found ingrate* Exit.
H*les. O how vncertaine is the whecle of ftatc, Who latclie greater then the Cardmall, For feare,andlouc : and now who lower lies ?
Gayc
The Lift
Gaye honours are but Fortunes flatteries,
And whom this day,pride and promotion {welt,
To morrow, cnuic and ambition quels.
More, Who fees the Cob- web intangle the poore Flic, Viay boldlie fay the wretches death it ni gh.
(j*rd. I know his date and proud ambition, Was too too violent to laft ouer-long.
««fr/.Who foares too ncare the ffinne with golden winger, Mealtes them, to mine his ownc fortune bringcs .
Enter the 2>d^ c/S ufrolke.
v 5«f. frvrnW/fkaeele downe in king Henritt name,
Arifc fir Tkomts Crowwf //, thus beginaes thy fame.
Enter tk, ZM« */Norffolke .
fforf* CramwUfat maieftie ofEngland, For the good liking he conceiues ofthee: Makes thee maiftcr of the iewell houfe, Chicfe Secretarie to himfclfc, and with all, \\ Creates thee one of his highneflc priuie Connie]!.
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Enter the Earle of Bcdfbrdc.
Bed. Where is fir T htmis CromVvcUis he knighted, Suf. He is my Lorde. "Bid. Then to adde honour to his name, The King creates him Lord keeper of his priuie Scale/ And maifter of the Routes, Which you fir Chrtftephtr do now enioy; The King determines higher place for you.
from My Lords,thefe honors are too high for my defert, Mm . O content thee man, who would not choofc it Yet thou art wife in feeming to refuie it.
G*rd. Heres honors, titles, and promodonj, I feare this climing, will haue a f uddcn fall.
Mr/.
if Me Lord Cromwell,
Novff. Then come mv Lords.l«s altogether bring~ This new made Counfcllcr to Englands King.
Exit *Ubnt Gardiner*
Cj*rd. But CjArAwr meanes his glorie (hall be dtmdc t Shall Cromwell Hoe a greater man then I, My enuic with his honour now is bred, I hope to (borten firnmc/lby the head. Exit,
: jw') WGii 'il>i
Enter Friskiball very font .
Frit, O Frw& W,what (hall become of thee ? Where (halt thou go,or which way (hale thou turne, Fortune that tames her too vncohftant wheclc, - ,7,
Hath torn'd thy wealdi and riches in the Sea, All parts abroade where euer I haue beeoe, Crowes wearie of me,and denies me fuccour, M? debters they, that fhouid releeue my want.
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Forfwcarrs my monte,laies they owe me none: They know my ftare too meane^o bcare out law. And here in London, where I oft haue beene, And haue done good to manic a wretched man, Am now moft wretched here^difpifd my fdfc, In vaine it is,more of their hearts to trie, Be patient therefore, laye thee downe iod die
Enter
. Come fant, come, let* fee what heele doe for vs nov* ? s we haue done for him,when many a time and often he might haue gone a hungrie to bed.
Wife. Alas man,now hej* made * Lord, heele ncuer looke vpon ys^ieelc fuSIrHl the old Proucrbe i Set Bcggers a borfc-backc ,atsd theile ride: A welli Jay for my Covve/uch as he,l^ith mide vs come behinde hand, we had ncuer pawnd oUr Cowc els to pay our rent*
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Tk€ Life
Seety. Well fan* hecle comcthit wayc : and by Gods dickers ile tell him roundlic of it, and if hee were cenne Lordes : a (hall knowc that I had not my Checfe and my Bacon for no thing.
Wife* Doe you remember husband how hee woulde mouch vp my Cheefc cakes, he harh forgot this now, but weclc remem ber him.
Sttliff. I we fliall haue now three flappes- with a Foxe taile: but I faith ile gibber aioynte, but ilc tcHhim his owne : ftaye who comci heere , O (land vppe hecrc hcc comes » ftand Yppe.
Enter Hodge wri*f*e with 4 Titftfc , Cromwell, the Mut caryea btfort him : Norffolkc, and
attendants.
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Hot. Come away with thefe beggars here, rife vp fora, Come out the good people : rutine afore there ho .
*rrt off.
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Sielit. I wee are Vtckcd awaye now , wee come for our owne,the time hath beene he woulde a looked more friend - lye rpon vs : And you #<«jgf, we know you well inough though you are fo fine.
Cro . Come hether firrah,ftay what men are thele, My honeft Hoft of Hounflow, and his wife: I owe thec mony fathcr,do I not.
Set&f. I by the bodie of mee dooeft thou , wouldc thou wouldcftpaycme, good foure pound it is,Ihauca the pofte at
home.
fro. I know tis true, firragiue him ten Angels, And lookc your wife , and you do ftay to dinner: And while you liuc : I fr-celie giuc to you, Fourc pound a ycare,for thefoure pound I ought you.
S«^'.Artnotcangc,artou^, ,
JJow'God blefTc the good Lord Tom:
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•ftk lint Cromwell.
Home /*»* Kome^He dine whh mjr Lode Tm to <(ajr,
And chou /halt come next wecke, FetcK my Cow, home lo*net home.
wife. Now God blefle thee, my good Lorde T<mt He Fetch my Cow jwefcntlic,
£»/<*• Gardiner,
Stay at dinner, I muft fpeake with him;
04r, My Lorde of 'ffyffofkf : fee you this fame bubble, That fame pufife , but marke the end, my Lord marks the eadc, •
N^.IpronuicvoUjIlikenotfornthingheharivdon*, But let that pafle^heKKig doth lone him weH* 0
(r§. God morrow to my Lord ofWaubeftet,' ; - Ilcoowyoubearemehard,abouttneAbbielandesv %
q«r. Hauc I not reafon, when religion is vrrongcd, You had no colour for what you haue done«
Cro. Yes the abolishing of Antichrift, And of this Popifli order nom our Rcalmc: lam no enemy to religion, But what is done, it is for Englands good, Wh at did they feme for but to feede a fort: Oflazie Abbotes, and of full fed Fryers, They neither plow , nor fowe, and yet they reape, The fat of all the Land,and fucke the poorer Looke what was theirs, is in King Hcnriet handes, His wealth before lav in the Abbie lands.
G<n. Indeede thefc things you haue aledged my Lord, * When God doth know the infant yet vnbornc: Wilt cur fe the time, the Abbics were puld downe, I pray now where Uhofpitality, ;
Where now may poore diftreflcd people gor For to releeuc their ncedc,or reft their bones, When weary trauell doth opprefle their limmes, And where religious men (houldiakc them in, 'OA$ Et Sha«
Lift And Dettb
Shall now be fcept backc with a Maftiuc Uogge,
And thoufandthoufand.
T^or. O my Lord no more : thingespaft redrcflc,
Tis booteleflejo complain*.
Cro. What fhall we to the Conuocarton houfc, ^fr.Weele follow you my Lord praic leadc the way ,
Enter Old Cromwell /4^ * Firmer .
OUCw.How,0ne Crw***-// mtde Lord Keeper fincc I left Putnay And dwelt in Yorkcfhire, I neiwr hard better ncwcs : lie fee that CVw»;vr//, or it fhall goe hard.
Cro. Myjfecd frchcr : &rte fet afide, Father on rwjrkoeft Icraue your blefling: One of my fc mantes go and hauc him in. At better leafurc will we talkc with him.
OU.Cr§. Now if I dic,how happy were the day, To fee this comfort nines forth (towers of ioy.
ExitOldeCrmtoii!.
Nor* This dutie in him fliowii a kindc of grace,
Cro. Go on before for time dta ww oil apace.
Exit fill but Friskiball. n o.
Fri/TI wonder what this Lord would haue with me, His tiian fo ftricktlie gaue me charge to ftay: I neuer did offend him to my knowledge, Wcll,goodorbad,I mcanc cobide it all, Worfe dien I am, now neuer can befall.
Enter Ba-niftcr . W^ir Vtift*
Bat Conic wire I take It be tlmoft dinner rime, For maiftcr T^f^ton, and maifter Cwfo fern to me? Laft night, they \vould eome dine wkh me, And take their oond in : I pray thec hie thee home, And fee that all things be in read! netfc.
Mi. 84. They fhalbe welcome,rni5htnd ile go before, But is not that man maifter Frisk»k*ll: Sht runnel 4n4tmlrr»fa him.
tfiki t» *A Crom we! 1 :
B4. 0 heauem it is kindc maifter Fris\tbnU3 Say fir, what hap hath brought you to this pafic .
frif. The fame that brought you to your mifcry.
2?*. Why would you not acqoaint me with your ftate, Is Btniftcr your poore friend quite forgot: Whole goods, whofc loue,whofe life and all is yours.
Fri.I thought yoiinrfag* would fce as the reft, That had more kind ncfle at my handes then you j Yet looked afconce, when as they faw me poore: '
Mi.Ba. If Itaf/for (hoald bcare fo bacc a hart, I neuer would looke my htubtnd in the fact, But hate him as I would a Cockatrife .
2? 4. A«d well thou mightert, fhould K^niftf deal e fo, Since that I fawyou fir, my ftate Is rriendeds '-^ And for the thoufand pound I owe to yew, I haue it ready, for you fit at home, And though I greeue your fortune is Co bads Yet that my bap's to helpe you. makes me glad, And now fir will it pleafey*) walks with n*.
Hath here commaunded me to waight on him, For what I know not t pray God tis for my good.
Tim Neuer make doubt, of that ilc warrant you., He is as kinde a noble gentleman: As cucr did pofldTc the pi arc he hath .
Mi.E*. Sir my brother is hiJtftfcWifld ifyou plcafc, Weal c go along , and be arc yon compai vy : I know we fliall not want for welcome there.
frtf. Withall my h art : but whats become ofTt.-igot.
B*. He is hanged, for buying ic wels of the K'nges.
Jri/: A iuft re watd for one fo impious, The time drawcrcn, fir will yo^gp^ataig^ { sb: •-
BA. He follow you kindc maiiiqr frukibdl*
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/. Now tnaiftcr Crosbie,l fee you hape t caie. To keepe your word,m paiment of your monic,
*, Bymy^uthlhaucreafonYponabonVl, Three thouland pound is too mucn to forfeit, Yet I doubt not Maifter Bsotfter.
1. By my faith your fumme is mor*1- then mine, And jet I am not much behinde you too, Confidcring that to day I paid at court*
2, Mafic and well remembred i Whats the re tfon the Lord Cr*nvitlf nven, Wcare ftich long skirts rpon their coatet, They reach almort down* K> their veric ham,
/, 1 will rcfoiuc you fir, and thus it is ; The Bifhop of Wfacktjhrjinis. loues not Cromvtll, As great men are couied ,afwell as IcfTc. A while agoe there was a iane becweene mem. And it was brought to my Lord £>«*»**£• care, ThacBifhop^Wtfffr would fit on his skirt, !
Vpon which word,he made his men long Blew coates, And in the Court wore one of <tbcm hi mfelfe : And meeting with the Bifr\op,quoth he,my Lord Here's skirt enough now for your Grace to fit on, Which vexed the Biflhop to the very hart, This is the reafon why they wetre long coates.
2. Tis alwaies feene,and marke it for a rule, That one great man will enuie ftill another $ But ns a thing tMat nothing concernes me :
* Sitter ^Vlbcr W^iSncwer, tlu ettertht Sftgf.
.'Vfatr. Vncouer there Gcwl^rifcn*
Stttt)
Crom. My noble t ordrt (if Stif^f and of "Setyrd, Your honors welcome to poorc (rommk houfc : Where is my father ? nay be cbuered Father, Although that duty to thefc noble men,doth challenge it Yet He make boldc with theftH f] Your head doth bearc the callcrxfer of care : What CremwcU couercd;* nd his Father bare, It mutt not be. Now fir to you,
Fris. My name was 2w^«#,till cruell fate, Did rob me of my name and of my Itate. Crom. What fortune brought you to diis couotric now? fri. All other parts hath left me fuccorleflcj Saue onclic this, oecaufe of d rbts I haue, I hope to gaine for to releeue my wantv
Croat. Did you not once vponyowF&renct bridge, Helpe t\vodiftrefled mcn^obd by the Bandctro, His name was Cromwell?
Fri. I neucr made my braine a calender of any good 1 <fid, I alwaies lou'd this nation with my heart.
Crom. I am that OcwW/that you there releeued, Sixteene Duckets you gaue me for to doath me, Sixteene to bearc my charges by the way, And fixtecne more 1 had for my'norfe hier, There be thofe feucrall (ummes iuOIie returnd, Yet with initiftice,fcrning at my need, And to repay them without intereft, Therefore receiue of me thcfe fourc icucr all bags, In each of them there is fourr hundred markc, And bring me the names of all your debitors* A0d if they wiH not fee you paide, I will:
OGod
The Lift and T>eM O God forbid,that I fhould fee him fall, That hclpt me in my greateft need of all : Here ftands my Father that firft caue me life, Alas what dune is too much for him : This man in time of need did faue my life, And therefore cannot do too much for him. --nyr
B v this old man I often rimes was fed , Els might I haue gone fuppctlcflc to bed. Such kindnefle haue I had of chefe three men, That (irorrnvfUno way can repaie againc: Now in to dinner, for we flay too long, And to good Iforaa :ks is no greater w roig.
Exit tttfnet.
.tr,*
Enter Gardiner in Iisftudict4ttdbit m<**
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G*rd. Sirra, where be thofe men I caufd to ftay ?
Ser. They do attend your pica 1 arc fir within.
{jrffti.Bid them come hether,and (by you without, For by tbofe men,the Foxe of this fame land, That makes a Goofc of betterthcn himfclfc, Wecle worie him vnto his lateft home, Or Gardiner will fail c in his intent. As for the Dukes of Sn/olke and oFNerffilkf, Whom 1 haue fent for to come fpeake with me, Howfoeuer outwardlie they ftudowit. Yet in their hearts I kr.ow they loue him not : As for the Earle of Bidford he is but one, And dares not gaine-fay what we do fee downe :
Enrer the tfto toitne/es.
Now my friends, you know I fau'd your Hues, When by the law you had defcrucd death, And then you promiied me vpon your othes, To venture both your liues to do me good* ,
lirtb M>/>. We fwore no morejthen that we will pcrfbrme. ;
Gar 4. 1 take your words^and that which you
0/>fo£W Cromwell*
Is feruice for you God,and for your King, To roote a re bell from this flourishing land, One thats an cneniie vrito the Church : And therefore muft you take your folcmnc oathes, That you heard Cr0pptt*#jthe Lord Chaunccllor, 0id Wiifc a dagger at King Henries hart : Fcare not to fwcarc it,for 1 hard him fpeake it, Therefore weele fhield you from tnfuing harmes.
2 Wit. If you will warrant vs the dcca is good, Weelc vndertake it,
CjAr. Knccle do wne, and I wil here abfoluc you both, This Crucifix I lay vpon your head, Arid fprincklc holy-water on your brpwes, The deed is meritorious that you do, And by it flull you purchafc grace from hcaucn,
/. Now fir weele vndertake it by our foulcg.
i. For CromVntl neucr loued none of our lbrt»
Gar. I know he doth not,and for both of you, I will prcfcrre you to fomc place of worth s Now get you in, vntill I call for you. For prcfcntlie the Dukes meanes to be here, txit tit, Cromwell fit faft,tby time's not lone to raigne, The Abbics that were puld downe by thy meanes, Is now a meane for me to pull thee downe : Thy pride vpon thy owne head lights vpon, For thou art he hath changd religion : But now no more/or here the Dukes are come.
Enter Suflfblkc, Norffblke, #ulthe E<*rlc of Bedford.
Sujf. GooddcntomyLordBifnop.
Tfyr. How fares my Lord? what are you all alone?
Gar. No not alone my Lords,my mind is troubled : I know your honours mule wherefore I tent, And in fuch haft : What came you from the King ?
$&/• . We did,and left none but Lord Cromwell with him.
The Lift And Dutk
. O what a dangerous, tirne.is this we liue in, Thcics TkomM Wolf*yt hees alreadie gone, Aod Thimtt Mwrefa followed after him: Another ThsnMs yet there doth rcmaine, That is farre worflcthen either of thofc rwaine, And if with fpeed my Lords we not purfue it, I fcare the King and alt d\c land will rue it.
Bed. Another Tkonnujnxy God it be not Cromwell.
GxrA. My Lord of Tlidfarc.jr. is that traitor Crwritoell.
Bfd. Is Cromwell falfe^ny hart will ncuer thinke it.
Snff, My Lord of W-'itfcfef/far,what likelihood, Or proofe haue you of this his treacherie.
Gar. My Lorcf too much, call in the m?n within, Enter Thefe men my Lord rpon their othcs affirme, Ttttntfiii. That they did here Lo*H (\»mvftll in his garden, Wiflied a dagger flicking at the hart, Of our King //«»if ,wnat is this but treafon ?
B$A* If it be fo,my hart doth bleed with forrow.
Sttf. How fav you friends, what did you here thcfe words ? /.*>>, We did and like your grace.
. In-w^acpUce wasLordCrw»h»r// when he fpakc them?
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.. Which we had waited for two yearc tndnftte*
Suff. How long ift fmcc you heard him ^>eake thcfc words?
*.»*>, Some halfe yearc fincc.
Bsd. How chance that you' conccald it all thte rime ?
/.W<>. His greatnefl^^dae vsfeirc, thK Was the cauie,
(JtrA. 1,1, his grcatneflc chats the caufe iodeed, And to make his treafon rierc more manifcft, He calles his feruants to him round about, Tcllcs them pf Wp!i*yes Mf>*n& 9f w? fow* Saies that hirWiw^HaitR manic tfntmirt, And giues tdrom^'tif them a Parke or Man6r> To others Leafes, Lanch to other ibme : What need be 4oc trrus in his prime of life, And if he were not fcarrull of his death*
eftktLwd Cromwell.
Stiff MyLordthefelikeIihco*arcveryercat.
•Bid. Pardon me Lords,tor I muft needs depart,
Their proofcs are great,bur greater is ******* .t
Exit Bedford.
#«>/. My friends take heed of that which you haucfaid, Your foules muft anfwcr what your tongues reports: Therefore take hccd,be waric whatyou doe.
2 Vtff . My Lord we fpeake no more but truth.
Tfyf, '. Let them depart my Lord of Witicheftcr, Let thefe men be clofc kept, Vmillthcdayoftriall.
Gar, They ftiall my Lord : hoe take in thcle two men,
Exk+fauffit.
My Lords,if Crominll haue apublikc triall, Tliatvvhichwedojisvoidebyhisdcniailj.. ,H0y? 3
You know the king will ucdU none but Mu».
Nor. Tistrue,hc rules the King euen as nepfcafc*.
Stiff How (hall we do for to attache him them . .
Cad. Marie my Lords tbus,Sy an Ajftc he made himfclfe, With an intent to intrap fome of our liues, Andthisitis: If anyCoiinccllor Be coauiacd of high treafon, He fliall be executed without a publike triall. This Aa my Lords he caufd the King to make.
Suff. A did indccd,and I remember it, Andnowitisliketofall vpon himfclfc.
Nor. Let vs not flick it,tis for Englands good, Wcmuftbewaric,clsheelegobeyondvs. .
G*r* Welf hath yourGrace fud my Lord of Vfyjfolkf Therefore let vs prcfently to Ltmhth, Thcther comes Crornvtell from the Court to qight, Let vs areft him/end him to the Tower, Andinthcmoining,cut off the traitors head.
?fyrft Come then about it,let vs guard the towne, ThisisthcdaythatCrwwf//muftgodowne.
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Tht Lift He (hakcd my hart,but I will ftiauc his head. Exeunt.
Eottr Bed ford [tins.
Bid. Myfoulcislikea water troubled, And Gurdincr is ih« man that makes It fb, O CromVrtU I do feare thy end is neare: Yet He preucnt their malice if I can, And in good time,(ee where the man doth come, Who little knovves how ncarcs his day of dome.
Enter Cromwell with his tr*ine , Bedford
Cro. Your well encountered my good Lord of Bedford, I fee your honour is a^eflcd to talke, Pray pardon me,Tam (cnt fpr to the king, And do not know the bufine.fle yet my fclfe, So fare you wcll,for I mu!t nccdcs be gone.
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Bed. You muft, well what remedie, I fcare too foone you muft be gone i idecrf, The king hath bufinefle,but little docrt thou know, Whofc bufic for thy life : thou thinkes not fo.
Enter (promvyell xndfyc trtinf 4gaynt.
from.- The fccond time vvel met my Lord of Bedford, I am very fory thac my ha'l is fudi, Lord M*rejnes Dqrfit bccing ficke to death, I muft rcccaue of htin t'nr priute fcale At Lambeth, foonc my Lord Weele talke our fill,
Exit the train*. Bed. How fmooth and edfic is the way to death.
Erin* * [truant. .« Afef- M/L^d,the :itokcf-6f Noffolkf andof5^<^,. : -
Accom-
ffftfolerA Cromwell.
Accompanied with the Bi/hop ofWinchcfter, Intreates you to come prcfently to Lambeth; On carneft matters that concemes the ftate.
Bed. To Lambeth, foreee fetch me pen and inke, I and Lord Cromfocll there (nail talke enough, I and our laft I fearc and if he come, (He writes a letter. Heare take this letter,and beare it to Lord Cromwell, Bid him read it, fay it concemes him neare, Away begone,makc all the haft you can, To Lambeth do I goe a woerull man. £.v« .
Enter Cromwell tndhts twine.
Crom. Is the Barge readic I will ftra'ght to Lambeth, And if this one dayes bufinefle once were patt, I'dc take my eale to motrow after trouble, How now my friend wouldlt thou fpeake with me.
The Mefliniev bring kirn tbt litttrj* fmt it i* his poc1(et. Mef. Sir heares a letter from my Lord of 'Bedford. * O good my friend commend me to thy Lord;
Mould take thole Anecls,drinke them for thy paynes;
Mff. He doth dcme your grace to rcade it, Becaufe he fayes it doth concernc you neare.
Crom. Bid him aflure himfelfc of that, farewell, To morrow tell him fhall he hcarc from me, Set on before thcrc,and away to Lambeth.
Extuntwnnts.
Enter Winchefter,Suflfolkc, Norfolke,Bedford,S<rr*M»r
4f trmcs, the HaraftU, ana b Albert J.
g*r. Halberts (land clofe vnto the water fide, Sargiant at armes be bould in your office, Harrauld deliucr your proclamation.
This ifrtogiuc notice Co all the kings fubicds F 3.
Tfa Life M*d Dutb
The late Lord CromVrel/Lord Chancellor ofEngland, Vicor gencrall ouer the realme, Htm to hould and cfteemc as a traytor, Agaynft the Crowne and dignitie ofEngland, So God fauc the king.
Gar. Amen.
'Bed. Amen, and rbote thee from th e land, For whilft thou liueft truth cannot Ihnd.
Nor. Make a4ane*here,the traitors at hand, Keepe backc Cromtoth men, Drowne them if they come on, Sargiant your office.
Enter Cromwell, they md(& a lane toithtkcir Ktlbertu.
Of.What mean«« my Lord of N^ijfc/fcf by thefc wordes , Sirs come along.
Gar. Kill them if they come on.
S*r. Lord CromrvtU in king Henries name, X do arrcft your honour of high treafon .
Cram. Sargiant me of treafon.
Crom wels mtn off&to ArMe.
S*f. Kill them ifthey draw a fworde.
Crvm. Hould I charge you, a$ you loue me draw not a fworde, Who dares accule frornVfell of tieafon now.
Gar. This is no place to reckon vp your crime, Your Doue-likc lookes were viewed with fcrpents eyes,
Crom. With fcrpents eyes indeed, by thine they were, But Gardiner do thy woorft, I feare thcc not, My fayth compared with thine as much (hall pafle, As doth the Diamond exccll the glaflc : Attached of treafon, no accufers by, Indeede what tongue dares fpeake fo foule a lie.
Nor. MyLord,myLord,mattetsaretoo wellknowne, . And it is time the king had note thereof.
Crom. The king, let me goe to himface to face, No better trial! I cfefire then that,
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Leth'rm but fay that CrcmVetls fayth was fayncd, Then let my honour, and my name be ftayned : If cucr my hart agaynft my king was fet, O let my foule in Judgement aunfwerc it, Then if my faythes confirmed with his rcafbn, Gaynft whom hath Cronevft h then committed treafon,
S*/. My Lord your matter (hall be tried, Meane time,whh patience content your felfe.
Cro. Perforce I mutt with patience be content, O dcarc friend BedfirddocR thou ftand fo neare, Cy*»»W»//reioyceth one friend fhcds a t care, And whether iH3which way muft CtomVfdl now?
(JIT. My Loid you muft vnto the tower, Lieutenant take him to your charge.
(ro. Well where you pleafc,yet before I part, Let me confcrrc a littlc.with my men.
Car. As you goe by water fo you {hall.
CV». Ihaueiomebufincfleprcfcnttormpart. W( r. You may not ftay Lieutenant take yout charge
Cro. WeU,wcll my Lord,you fecond Gardners text, farewell, thy turne wilbelhe next
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* G<tr. His guiltic confcience make* him raue my Lord*
2\^r. I let him talke his time is fliort enough. »- l V, - *
Car. MyLordof5^^,comeyouweepcforhim,
That would not flied halfe a tcare for you. Bs d. It gricucs me for to fee his fudden fall. G*r. Such fucceflc wifli I to traitours ttill* Extttot.
i. Why?can this newes be true ift poflible, The great Lord £f5Wi**7/arrcartcdrpon treafon, I hardly will bcleeuc it can be fo,
j. It is too true fir, would it were orherwifc, Condition I fpent halfc the wealth I had,
The Ltfc and Dttib
I was at Lambeth, Taw him there arreft cd, And afterward committed to the Tower.
/. What waft for trcafon that he was committed ?
*. ffindc noblcjCentlemjui, I may rue the time, All that I haiie,! did inioy by him, And if he die ,then all my ftate is gone,
/. It may be doubted that he (nail not die, Becaufe the King did fauour him fo much.
/. O fir, you arc deceiued in thinking (b, The grace and fauour he had with the king, Hath caufde him haue fo manic enemies : He that in court fccurc will kccpe himJelre, Muft not be great,for then fie is enuied at. The Shrub is fafe,when as the Cedar (hakes, For Arhere the King doth louc aboue compare, Of others they as much more enulcd are.
/• Tis pittic that this noble man fhould fall, He did fo many charitable deeds.
1. Tis irue,and yet you fee in each eflate, Thcret none fo good jut fome one doth him hate* And they before would fmile him m the face, Will be the formoft to do him difgrace :
What will you go along vnto the Court ?
/. I care not if { do, and here the newes. How men will iudge what (hall become of him.
2. Some will fpeakc hardly, fomc will fpeake in pitie, Go you to the Court,Ile vnto the Citie,
There I am fure to here more newes then you.
/ . Why then (bone will we meet againe. Exit*
Enter Cromwell in the ToVeer.
from. Now Crom-totll i haft thcu time to meditate, And thinke vpon thy (iate,and of the time, Thy honours came vnfought,! and vnlooked for, Thy fall as (uddcn,and vulooked for to,
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What gloric was in England that I had not, Who in this land commanded more men Cruwwtf, JExcept the King who greater then my felfe. Rut now I fee, what after ages (hall, The greater man,morc fudder. is their fall. And now ! do remember the Baric of Bedford Was very dciirous for to (peake to me, And afterward lent to me a letter, The which I thihke I haue fttll in my pocket, Now may I read it,for I now haue feature, - And chis I take it is. lit wdtsth* Letter.
: sJMy Lord come not tb'S night to Lambeth, , For if you devour ftate is onerthrowne, j4ndmucbI4cnbtyoi4t!ife,andifyoHCot»*:
0 God had I but read this letter,
Then had I beenc free from, the Lions paw, , Deferring this,to read vntill to morrow,
1 fpurnd at ioy,and did imbrace my lorrow.
Enter the Lwtentttt ofthfTwer tvdtffcm.
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Now maittcr Ltf«taM*f,when's this day of death,
Lieu, Alas my Lord would I might neuer fee ir, Here are the Dukes of Suffolk and ofNorffilkg,
With others,but why they come 1 know not.
Crow . No matter wherefbre,Cr»Ni^//is prepard, For Qtrdtner has my Hate and life infnard, Bid them come in,or you (hall do them wrong, For here ftands he,whom fome thinkes liues too long. Learning killes learning, and infteed of Inck To dip his Pcn,CromV?clf heart blood doth drinkc.
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T^erf. Good morrow CVw»*y/(, what alone fo fad.
Cr<w. One good among you,none ofyou are bad, For my part, it Deft fits me be .alone, Sadncflc wtth me,not 1 with any one, What is the king acquainted with my caufc?
2tyrf. We hauc.and he hath anfwcrcd vs my Lord*
Cro. How, fhall I come *> fpcake with him my (clfc?
g*rd. The King is fo aduercifcd ofyour guilt,. He will by no meancs admit you to his prcfence*
(re. No wav admit mc,am, I fo foone forgot, Did he but ycfterday imbracc my neck, And faid that Crtmwtll waa eucn halfc himfcire, And is his Princely cares fo much bewitched With fcandolous ignomie^and flanderous fpeeche s, That now he dootn denie to looke on me, Well my Lord of Wincht^trtno doubt but you, Are much in fauour with his Maicffte, Will you bcarc a letter frjwtne to Us grace ?
Gird. Pardon me,ile beare no traitors letters.
Crom. Ha,will you do this kindncflc then? Tell him by word ofmouth,what I fliall fay to ycu»
Cord. That will LJ. ; .
^r«w. But on yotir honour will you- ;
Gtrd. I on my honor. lo
Crom. Bearc witncfle Lords, Tell him when He hacrtJcnowne you, And tried your faith but halfc fi» much as mine', Hcclc finde you to be the iWef) tertcd man . InEngland : Pray tciiihinvthis.! • « ;j i' :t-. • •> • '.'
Bed. Be parientgood jr.y Lord in tlicfc.cxtrcamcs.
fiem. My kindc and honorable Lord ofB^'trd, \ know your honor al waics loued me well, Kilt pardon me,this Hill ftiall be my thcame,
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Gttr&ntr is the caufe makes CromlyUk e$pcame, Sir &*//>fe*'S<d/*r,pray a word with yd^ You were my man,and all that you pcflefle Came by my meancs,to requite all this, Will you tali this letter here of me, And giuc it with your owne hands to the king. S*d. I kifle your hand,and neuer will I reft, Earc to the king this be dcliuered. Exit Sadler.
Crom. Why yet Crown* //hath one friend in ftore.
(jard. But all the haft he makes (hall be but vaine; Heres a difcharge for your prifoncr, To fee him executed prcfemlic : My Lord, you here the tenor of your life.
Crom. I doe imbrace it, welcome my laft date, And of this gliftering world I take laft leaue. And noble Lords,! take my leauc of you, As willinglie I goe to mcete with death, As (jarMner did pronounce it with his breath, From treatbn is my hart as white as Snowe, My death onlie procured by my foe i >
I pray commend me to my Soueraigne king, And tell him in what fort nis Cromtytlldicd, To loofe his head before his caufe were tride : But let his Gracc,when he (hall here my name,1 Say onely this, Gardiner procured the fame* Enter young Cromwell.
Lieu. Here is your fonne come to take his leaue.
Crom. To take his leaue, Come hether Htfrv (romwtll, Marke boye the laft words that I fpeake to thec, Flatter not Fortunc^ieither fawnc vpon her, Gape not for ftatc, yet loofe no fparke of honor, Ambition, like the plague fee thou efchew it, I die fortreafon boy,and neuer knew it, Yet let thy feith ti fpotlcfle be as mine, And Cront&e It vettttei in thy face (ball (hinc.
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Come goc along aad fonfelefie rOy breath, And lie leaue thec' Tf>«i^ff3nrc of death.
Son. O father I (hail die to fee that wound, Your blood being fpilt will make my hart to found,
(ro. How boy,not looke vpon the Axe, How flialKl do therttohaoe my head 'ftrokeoff, Come on my childc and fee the end of all, And after fay that Gardiner was my fall.
Gar. My Lord you fpeake it of an enuions hart, Ihaue done nomoreehcnlaweandcquitie.
It would a better fcemcd you to becne abfent, Then with your wordes difturbe a dying man.
Cro. Who me ray Lord.no ht difturbes not me, My rnindchcflirrcsnpt,thriughhismightiefhc>cke, • Hath brought mo peeres h eads do wne to the bl ocke, Farewell my boy ,all Cromwell cm bequeath, My harric blefling/o I take my leaue. Han?. I am your deathk man,pray my Lord forgiue me.
i. Euen with my (bul*,wKy;man thon Mt my Do^or,
Ati^br.ingesmeprecioWPhificfctfiWrmyfoofc, -
MyXord of Bedford I defir«-of yo«i, Ikfbrc my death acotporail imbtade.
Adford cmv toM»,Crom- cshim.
Farewell great Lordly louel do commend. '
My hart to you,my fduft td fftfaucn I icrut,
This is my ioy that care my bodic flecte,
Your honourd arm es is my true winding frieetc,
Farewell deare Bejffrjftt}f ^WUSC is made in heauen, ' •
Thus falles great Aflw^/iafpotfrc^l intehgth,
To rifs to vnmeaUired ftc%'ht,W»ftgbdrwith newftrcugth.
The land of Wormes^ V/htehd/W^ men difconer, 'v™^;
MyrouleisrtirindewithheaUcnsceieftUdl'odHcr. t ^ i
Exit Cromwell #ul thf*fie#t,<*l otkw. [•,• • font. Well farewell tftorffthe tf<v»«ftfri«nd,
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Enter *ne with Ctomwcls bead.
Offi. Hcarc isthe head ofthe deceafcd Cr •Bed. Pray thce goe hence,and beare his heade away^ Vnto his bodie, inter them both in clay.
Enter fr Rarjlphc Sadler.
Sad. Ho now my Lordes,what is Lord Cromw f/f dead? Tied. Lord (romvech body now doth want a heade, S*d. O God a little fpcedc had faucd his life,
Here u a kinde repriue come from th e king,
To bring him ftraight vnto his maieftie.
Sitf. 1,1 fir ^d«//>fc,repriues comes now too late,
Gtr, My confciencc now tclles me this dcede was ilJ^v^
Would Chrift that CrcmVtfHwcre aline aaine. '
Will gricue for CraRQw^thathts death was fo,
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