Sir John Oldcastle

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Elizabethan English			Modern English
The Actors Names			The actors names
King Henry the Fifth.			King Henry the fifth.
Sir John Old-castle, Lord Cobham.			Sir John Old-Castle, Lord Cobham.
Harpoole, Servant to the Lord Cobham.
Lord Herbert, with Gough his man.			Lord Herbert, his husband with Gough.
Lord Powis, with Owen and Davy his men.
The Mayor of Hereford, and Sheriff of Herefordshire, with Bailiffs			The Mayor of Herford and Sheriff von Herefordshire with bailiffs
and Servants.			And servant.
Two Judges of Assize.
The Bishop of Rochester and Clun his Sumner.			The Bishop of Rochester and Clun his sumner.
Sir John the Parson of Wrotham, and Doll his Concubine.			Sir John, the pastor of Wrotham, and was his concubine.
The Duke of Suffolk.			The Duke of Suffolk.
The Earl of Huntington.			Der Earl of Huntington.
The Earl of Cambridge.			The Earl of Cambridge.
Lord Scroop and Lord Grey.
Chartres the French Agent.			Chartres the French agent.
Sir Roger Acton.			Sir Roger Acton.
Sir Richard Lee.			Sir Richard Lee.
M. Bourn, M. Beverly, and Murley the Brewer of Dunstable, rebels.			M. Bourn, M. Beverly and Murley, the brewer of extras, rebels.
M. Butler, Gentleman of the Privy Chamber.			M. Butler, Lord of the Secret Chamber.
Lady Cobham and Lady Powis.
Cromer, Sheriff of Kent.
Lord Warden of the Cinque Ports.			Lord was the Cinque port.
Lieutenant of the Tower.
The Mayor, Constable, and Gaoler of S. Albans.			The mayor, policeman and Gaoler from S. Albans.
A Kentish Constable and an Ale-man.			A Kentian police officer and an ale man.
Soldiers and old men begging.			Birders and old men beg.
Dick and Tom, servants to Murley.			Dick and Tom, servant of Murley.
An Irishman.			An Irish.
An Host, Hostler, a Carrier and Kate.			A host, Hostler, a carrier and Kate.
THE PROLOGUE.			The prologue.
The doubtful Title (Gentlemen) prefixt
Upon the Argument we have in hand,
May breed suspence, and wrongfully disturb			Can breed suspension and wrongly disturb
The peaceful quiet of your settled thoughts.			The peaceful silence of their defined thoughts.
To stop which scruple, let this brief suffice:			Let this lettering be enough to stop which scruples are sufficient:
It is no pampered glutton we present,			It is not a spoiled Völler that we present,
Nor aged Counsellor to youthful sin,
But one, whose virtue shone above the rest,			But one whose virtue shone over the rest,
A valiant Martyr and a virtuous peer;			A brave martyr and a virtuous colleague;
In whose true faith and loyalty expressed			In its true belief and loyalty were expressed
Unto his sovereign, and his country's weal,			To his sovereign and his country in his country,
We strive to pay that tribute of our Love,			We strive to pay this homage of our love,
Your favours merit. Let fair Truth be graced,			Deserves their favors. Let fair truth be adorned
Since forged invention former time defaced.			The former has been renamed since fake invention.
ACT I. SCENE I. Hereford. A street.			Act I. Scene I. Hereford. A street.
[Enter Lord Herbert, Lord Powis, Owen, Gough, Davy,			[Enter Lord Herbert, Lord Powis, Owen, Gough, Davy,
and several other followers of the lords Herbert and Powis;
they fight. In the fight, enter the Sheriff and two of his men.]			They fight. Enter the sheriff and two of his men in the fight.]
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
My Lords, I charge ye in his Highness' name,			My Lords, I ask you to be in his name.
To keep the peace, you, and your followers.			To keep peace, you and your supporters.
HERBERT.			Herbert.
Good Master Sheriff, look unto your self.			Good master sheriff, look at yourself.
POWIS.
Do so, for we have other business.
[Profer to fight again.]			[Fight celebrities again.]
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
Will ye disturb the Judges, and the Assize?			Will you disturb the judges and the Assize?
Hear the King's proclamation, ye were best.
POWIS.
Hold then, let's hear it.			Then keep it, let us hear it.
HERBERT.			Herbert.
But be brief, ye were best.			But be short, you were best.
BAILIFF.
Oyes!
DAVY.			Davy.
Cousin, make shorter O, or shall mar your Yes.			Cousin, make it shorter o or your yes should march.
BAILIFF.
Oyes!
OWEN.			Owen.
What, has her nothing to say but O yes?
BAILIFF.
Oyes!
DAVY.			Davy.
O nay! pye Cosse plut down with her, down with her!
A Pawesse! a Pawesse!
GOUGH.			Gough.
A Herbert! a Herbert! and down with Powis!
[Helter skelter again.]			[Helter Skelter again.]
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
Hold, in the King's name, hold.			Hold on in the name of the king.
OWEN.			Owen.
Down i' tha knave's name, down.			I have the name of the nave, below.
[In this fight, the Bailiff is knocked down, and the Sheriff
and the other run away.]
HERBERT.			Herbert.
Powesse, I think thy Welsh and thou do smart.
POWIS.
Herbert, I think my sword came near thy heart.			Herbert, I think my sword came near your heart.
HERBERT.			Herbert.
Thy heart's best blood shall pay the loss of mine.
GOUGH.			Gough.
A Herbert! a Herbert!
DAVY.			Davy.
A Pawesse! a Pawesse!
[As they are lifting their weapons, enter the Mayor of			[When you raise your weapons, enter the mayor of
Hereford, and his Officers and Towns-men with clubs.]			Hereford and his officers and cities with clubs.]
MAYOR.
My Lords, as you are liege men to the Crown,			Lords as they are lucks of the crown,
True noblemen, and subjects to the King,
Attend his Highness' proclamation,			Take part in the proclamation of his sovereignty
Commanded by the Judges of Assize,
For keeping peace at this assembly.			For peace in this meeting.
HERBERT.			Herbert.
Good Master Mayor of Hereford be brief.			Good master mayor of Herford are short.
MAYOR.
Sergeant, without the ceremony of Oyes,
Pronounce aloud the proclamation.			Pronounce the proclamation loudly.
SERVANT.			KNECHT.
The King's Justices, perceiving what public mischief may ensue			The king's judges recognize what public disaster can arise
this private quarrel, in his majesty's name do straightly charge			This private dispute on behalf of his majesty calculates directly
and command all persons, of what degree soever, to depart this			and command all persons to what extent that
city of Hereford, except such as are bound to give attendance at
this Assize, and that no man presume to wear any weapon,
especially welsh-hooks, forest bills--			Particularly Welsh hooks, forest calculations
OWEN.			Owen.
Haw, no pill nor wells hoog? ha?			Haw, no pill or fountain up? Ha?
MAYOR.
Peace, and hear the proclamation.
SERVANT.			KNECHT.
And that the Lord Powesse do presently disperse and discharge			And that the Lord Powesse is currently distributed and released
his retinue, and depart the city in the King's peace, he and his
followers, on pain of imprisonment.			Pendant, about pain in imprisonment.
DAVY.			Davy.
Haw? pud her Lord Pawesse in prison? A Pawes!			Haw? Pud her Lord Pawesse in prison? A paw!
A Pawesse! cossone live and tie with her Lord.
GOUGH.			Gough.
A Herbert! a Herbert!
[In this fight the Lord Herbert is wounded, and falls to the			[In this fight the Lord Herbert is wounded and falls into the
ground; the Mayor and his company go away, crying clubs;			Floor; The mayor and his company go away and cry clubs;
Powesse runs away; Gough and other of Herbert's faction			Powesse runs away; Gough and others from Herbert's faction
busy themselves about Herbert; enter the two Judges in
their robes, the Sheriff and his Bailiffs afore them, &c.]			Your robes, the sheriff and his bailiffs are in front of them, etc.]
FIRST JUDGE.			First judge.
Where's the Lord Herbert? is he hurt or slain?			Where is the Lord Herbert? Is he injured or killed?
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
He's here, my Lord.			He is here, sir.
SECOND JUDGE.			Second judge.
How fares his Lordship, friends?
GOUGH.			Gough.
Mortally wounded, speechless; he cannot live.
FIRST JUDGE.			First judge.
Convey him hence; let not his wounds take air,			Therefore convey it; Don't let his wounds take a breath
And get him dressed with expedition.
[Ex. Herbert & Gough.]
Master Mayor of Hereford, Master Shrieve o' the shire,			Master Mayor of Hereford, Master Shrieve O 'The Shire,
Commit Lord Powesse to safe custody,			Lord Powesse in safe custody commitment,
To answer the disturbance of the peace,			To answer the disturbance of peace,
Lord Herbert's peril, and his high contempt			Lord Herbert's danger and his high contempt
Of us, and you the King's commissioners.			From us and she the commissioners of the king.
See it be done with care and diligence.
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
Please it your Lordship, my Lord Powesse is gone			Please your rule, my Lord Powesse is gone
Past all recovery.			Beyond all recovery.
SECOND JUDGE.			Second judge.
Yet let search be made,			But let the search do
To apprehend his followers that are left.			To grasp his followers who remain.
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
There are some of them. Sirs, lay hold of them.
OWEN.			Owen.
Of us? and why? what has her done, I pray you?
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
Disarm them, Bailiffs.
MAYOR.
Officers, assist.
DAVY.			Davy.
Hear you, Lor shudge, what resson is for this?
OWEN.			Owen.
Cosson pe puse for fighting for our Lord?			Cosson Puse to fight for our Lord?
FIRST JUDGE.			First judge.
Away with them.			Away with them.
DAVY.			Davy.
Harg you, my Lord.			Harg you, sir.
OWEN.			Owen.
Gough my Lord Herbert's man's a shitten kanave.			Gough My Lord Herbert is an accelerated canave.
DAVY.			Davy.
Ise live and tie in good quarrel.
OWEN.			Owen.
Pray you do shustice; let all be preson.
DAVY.			Davy.
Prison! no.			Prison! no.
Lord shudge, I wool give you pale, good suerty.			Lord Shudge, I want to give you pale, good suerty.
SECOND JUDGE.			Second judge.
What Bail? what sureties?
DAVY.			Davy.
Her coozin ap Ries, ap Evan, ap Morris, ap Morgan, ap			Your COOZIN -AP -AP Ries, AP Evan, AP Morris, AP Morgan, AP
Lluellyn, ap Madoc, ap Meredith, ap Griffen, ap Davy, ap			Lluellyn, ap Madoc, ap Meredith, ap Griffen, ap Davy, ap
Owen, ap Shinken Shones.			Owen, AP Shinken SHONES.
SECOND JUDGE.			Second judge.
Two of the most sufficient are ynow.			Two of the most sufficient are Ynow.
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
And 't please your Lordship, these are all but one.			And please, your rule, that's all except for one.
FIRST JUDGE.			First judge.
To Jail with them, and the Lord Herbert's men;			Intherate with them and the men of Mr. Herbert;
We'll talk with them, when the Assize is done.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
Riotous, audacious, and unruly Grooms,
Must we be forced to come from the Bench,
To quiet brawls, which every Constable			To calm brawls that every police officer
In other civil places can suppress?
SECOND JUDGE.			Second judge.
What was the quarrel that caused all this stir?			What was the dispute that caused all of this?
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
About religion, as I heard, my Lord.			About the religion, as I heard, my Lord.
Lord Powesse detracted from the power of Rome,			Lord Powesse impaired the strength of Rome,
Affirming Wickliffe's doctrine to be true,			To confirm the teaching of Wickliffe, to be true,
And Rome's erroneous. Hot reply was made			And Rome is faulty. Hot answer was made
By the lord Herbert, they were traitors all
That would maintain it: Powesse answered,
They were as true, as noble, and as wise			They were just as true as noble and as wise
As he, that would defend it with their lives;			How he would defend it with her life;
He named for instance sir John Old-castle			For example, he named Sir John Old-Castle
The Lord Cobham: Herbert replied again,			The Lord Cobham: Herbert replied again,
He, thou, and all are traitors that so hold.
The lie was given, the several factions drawn,
And so enraged, that we could not appease it.
FIRST JUDGE.			First judge.
This case concerns the King's prerogative,			This case concerns the privilege of the king,
And's dangerous to the State and common wealth.			And is dangerous for the state and the common wealth.
Gentlemen, Justices, master Mayor, and master Shrieve,			Men, judge, mayor and champions Shrieve, master,
It doth behoove us all, and each of us			It is imposed on us all and each of us
In general and particular, to have care			In general and especially to have care
For suppressing of all mutinies,
And all assemblies, except soldiers' musters			And all meetings, except soldiers patterns
For the King's preparation into France.			For the preparation of the king to France.
We hear of secret conventicles made,			We hear from secret conventions that have been made,
And there is doubt of some conspiracies,			And there is doubts about some conspiracies
Which may break out into rebellious arms
When the King's gone, perchance before he go:
Note as an instance, this one perilous fray;			Note that this is a dangerous struggle;
What factions might have grown on either part,			Which political groups could have grown in both parts,
To the destruction of the King and Realm.
Yet, in my conscience, sir John Old-castle,			But in my conscience, Sir John Old-Castle,
Innocent of it, only his name was used.
We, therefore, from his Highness give this charge:			We therefore give this indictment from his sovereignty:
You, master Mayor, look to your citizens;			You, master mayor, look at your citizens.
You, master Sheriff, unto your shire; and you			You, Master Sheriff, to her floodplain; And you
As Justices, in every one's precinct,
There be no meetings. When the vulgar sort			There are no meetings. When the vulgar species
Sit on their Ale-bench, with their cups and cans,
Matters of state be not their common talk,
Nor pure religion by their lips profaned.			Still pure religion determined by her lips.
Let us return unto the Bench again,			Let's return to the bank
And there examine further of this fray.
[Enter a Bailiff and a Servant.]			[Enter a bailiff and a servant.]
SHERIFF.			SHERIFF.
Sirs, have ye taken the lord Powesse yet?			Sirs, have you already taken the Lord Powesse?
BAILIFF.
No, nor heard of him.			No, still heard from him.
SERVANT.			KNECHT.
No, he's gone far enough.			No, he went far enough.
SECOND JUDGE.			Second judge.
They that are left behind shall answer all.			Those who are left will all answer.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT I. SCENE II. Eltham. An antechamber in the			Act I. Scene II. Eltham. An antechamber in the
palace.
[Enter Suffolk, Bishop of Rochester, Butler, parson of			[Enter Suffolk, Bishop of Rochester, Butler, pastor of
Wrotham.]			Wrotham.]
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
Now, my lord Bishop, take free liberty			Well, my Lord Bishop, take free freedom
To speak your mind: what is your suit to us?
BISHOP.
My noble Lord, no more than what you know,
And have been oftentimes invested with:			And were often invested with:
Grievous complaints have past between the lips			Serious complaints have passed between the lips
Of envious persons to upbraid the Clergy,			Of envious people to expand the clergy,
Some carping at the livings which we have,
And others spurning at the ceremonies			And others spurned in the ceremonies
That are of ancient custom in the church.			These are in the church of old custom.
Amongst the which, Lord Cobham is a chief:
What inconvenience may proceed hereof,
Both to the King and to the commonwealth,
May easily be discerned, when like a frenzy			Can be easily recognized when it is like a frenzy
This innovation shall possess their minds.			This innovation will own your mind.
These upstarts will have followers, to uphold			These upstarts will have followers to maintain
Their damned opinion, more than Harry shall			Your damn opinion, more than Harry
To undergo his quarrel gainst the French.			To subject his dispute, they win the French.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
What proof is there against them to be had,
That what you say the law may justify?			What you say can the law justify?
BISHOP.
They give themselves the name of Protestants,			They give themselves the name of the Protestants,
And meet in fields and solitary groves.			And meet in fields and individual groves.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Was ever heard, my Lord, the like til now?
That thieves and rebels--sblood, heretics,			These thieves and rebel slots, heretics,
Plain heretics, I'll stand tooth to their teeth--
Should have, to colour their vile practices,
A title of such worth as Protestant?			A title of such a value as Protestant?
[Enter one with a letter.]			[Enter one with a letter.]
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
O, but you must not swear; it ill becomes			Oh, but you are not allowed to swear; It gets sick
One of your coat to rap out bloody oaths.
BISHOP.
Pardon him, good my Lord, it is his zeal;
An honest country prelate, who laments			An honest country who complains
To see such foul disorder in the church.			To see such a bad disturbance in the church.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
There's one--they call him Sir John Old-castle--			There is a sir called Sir John Old-Castle-
He has not his name for naught: for like a castle			He doesn't have his name for nothing: because like a lock
Doth he encompass them within his walls;
But till that castle be subverted quite,			But until this lock is completely undermined,
We ne'er shall be at quiet in the realm.			We won't be calm in the empire.
BISHOP.
That is not our suit, my Lord, that he be ta'en,			This is not our suit, my gentleman that he is ta'en
And brought in question for his heresy.			And questioned about his heresy.
Beside, two letters brought me out of Wales,			In addition, two letters from Wales brought me
Wherein my Lord Hereford writes to me,			What my Lord Hereford writes to me
What tumult and sedition was begun,			What tumult and turmoil started,
About the Lord Cobham at the Sises there,
(For they had much ado the calm the rage),			(Because they had a lot of calm the anger),
And that the valiant Herbert is there slain.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
A fire that must be quenched. Well, say no more,			A fire that needs to be deleted. Well, don't say anymore
The King anon goes to the counsel chamber,
There to debate of matters touching France:			There for the debate about matters that touch France:
As he doth pass by, I'll inform his grace			When he comes by, I will inform his grace
Concerning your petition: Master Butler,			Regarding your petition: Master Butler,
If I forget, do you remember me.			When I forget, do you remember me?
BUTLER.
I will, my Lord.			I will, Lord.
[Offer him a purse.]			[Offer him a wallet.]
BISHOP.
Not for a recompence,			Not for fighting,
But as a token of our love to you,			But as a token of our love for you
By me my Lords of the clergy do present			From me, gentlemen of the clergyman are present
This purse, and in it full a thousand Angels,
Praying your Lordship to accept their gift.			Pray your rule to accept your gift.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
I thank them, my Lord Bishop, for their love,			Thank you, my Lord Bishop, for your love,
But will not take they money; if you please
To give it to this gentleman, you may.			To give it to this Lord, you can.
BISHOP.
Sir, then we crave your furtherance herein.			Sir, then we long for their funding.
BUTLER.
The best I can, my Lord of Rochester.
BISHOP.
Nay, pray ye take it; trust me but you shall.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
--Were ye all thee upon New Market heath,			-Sie were all on the new Marktheath,
You should not need strain curtsey who should ha't;			You shouldn't need any strain cursey, who shouldn't;
Sir John would quickly rid ye of that care.			Sir John would quickly free you from this care.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
The King is coming. Fear ye not, my Lord;			The king comes. Don't be afraid, my Lord;
The very first thing I will break with him			The very first thing I will break with him
Shall be about your matter.			Should be around your cause.
[Enter King Henry and Huntington in talk.]
KING.			KING.
My Lord of Suffolk,			My gentleman von Suffolk,
Was it not said the Clergy did refuse			Wasn't it said, the clergy declined?
To lend us money toward our wars in France?
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
It was, my Lord, but very wrongfully.			It was my master, but very wrong.
KING.			KING.
I know it was, for Huntington here tells me,			I know it was here for Huntington that it tells me:
They have been very bountiful of late.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
And still they vow, my gracious Lord, to be so,			And yet she swears, my amiable gentleman, so, so, so,
Hoping your majesty will think of them
As of your loving subjects, and suppress			As their loving topics and suppress
All such malicious errors as begin
To spot their calling, and disturb the church.			To recognize their calling and to disturb the church.
KING.			KING.
God else forbid: why, Suffolk, is there
Any new rupture to disquiet them?
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
No new, my Lord; the old is great enough,			No new, sir; The old is big enough
And so increasing as, if not cut down,			And so increases, if not reduced,
Will breed a scandal to your royal state,
And set your Kingdom quickly in an uproar.			And quickly put your kingdom into a turmoil.
The Kentish knight, Lord Cobham, in despite			The Kentish Knight, Lord Cobham, in anyway
Of any law, or spiritual discipline,			A law or a spiritual discipline,
Maintains this upstart new religion still,			Still retains this current new religion, still,
And divers great assemblies by his means
And private quarrels are commenced abroad,			And private disputes are started abroad,
As by this letter more at large, my liege,
Is made apparent.			Is made obvious.
KING.			KING.
We do find it here:			We can find it here:
There was in Wales a certain fray of late,			There has been a certain fight in Wales recently, lately,
Between two noblemen, but what of this?			Between two nobles, but what about it?
Follows it straight, Lord Cobham must be he			It follows clear that he has to be Lord Cobham
Did cause the same? I dare be sworn, good knight,			Did the same cause? I dare to be sworn, good knight,
He never dreamt of any such contention.
BISHOP.
But in his name the quarrel did begin,			But in his name the dispute began
About the opinion which he held, my liege.
KING.			KING.
How if it did? was either he in place,			How about it? Was either on the spot,
To take part with them, or abet them in it?
If brabling fellows, whose inkindled blood,			When Babel Babeln, their ink blood, blood,
Seethes in their fiery veins, will needs go fight,
Making their quarrels of some words that past			Make their outstanding in this past after a few words in this past
Either of you, or you, amongst their cups,			Either from you or you under your cups,
Is the fault yours, or are they guilty of it?			Is the mistake to you or are you guilty of it?
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
With pardon of your Highness, my dread lord,			With forgiveness of her sovereignty, my fear of
Such little sparks, neglected, may in time
Grow to a might flame: but that's not all;			Grow to a flame of power: but that's not all;
He doth, beside, maintain a strange religion,
And will not be compelled to come to mass.			And will not be forced to get to the fair.
BISHOP.
We do beseech you, therefore, gracious prince,			We therefore ask you, gracious prince,
Without offence unto your majesty,			Without insult to your majesty,
We may be bold to use authority.			We may be brave to use authority.
KING.			KING.
As how?			A show?
BISHOP.
To summon him unto the Arches,
Where such offences have their punishment.			Where such crimes have their punishment.
KING.			KING.
To answer personally? is that your meaning?			Answer personally? Is that your meaning?
BISHOP.
It is, my lord.			It is my gentleman.
KING.			KING.
How, if he appeal?			How if he appeals?
BISHOP.
He cannot, my Lord, in such a case as this.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
Not where Religion is the plea, my lord.			Not where religion is the plea, my Lord.
KING.			KING.
I took it always, that our self stood out,			I always took our self,
As a sufficient refuge, unto whom
Not any but might lawfully appeal.
But we'll not argue now upon that point.
For Sir John Old-castle, whom you accuse,			For Sir John Old-Castle, whom you accuse,
Let me entreat you to dispence awhile			Let me ask you to split up for a while
With your high title of pre-eminence.			With their high title the priority.
[In scorn.]			[In contempt.]
Report did never yet condemn him so,			Report has never convicted him
But he hath always been reputed loyal:
And in my knowledge I can say thus much,
That he is virtuous, wise, and honourable.			That he is virtuous, wise and honorable.
If any way his conscience be seduced,			When his conscience is seduced at some point
To waver in his faith, I'll send for him,
And school him privately; if that serve not,
Then afterward you may proceed against him.			Then you can go against him afterwards.
Butler, be you the messenger for us,
And will him presently repair to court.			And will currently repair him in court.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
How now, my lord, why stand you discontent?			How now, sir, why are you dissatisfied?
In sooth, me thinks the King hath well decreed.			In reassurance, I believe that the king is well prescribed.
BISHOP.
Yea, yea, sir John, if he would keep his word;			Yes, yes, Sir John, if he kept his word;
But I perceive he favours him so much,			But I notice that he favors it so much
As this will be to small effect, I fear.			Since this will be a small effect, I'm afraid.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Why, then, I'll tell you what y'are bets to do:			Then why will I tell you what you have to do:
If you suspect the King will be but cold
In reprehending him, send you a process too			Also send them a process to upset it
To serve upon him: so you may be sure			To serve him: So you can be safe
To make him answer 't, howsoe'er it fall.			So that he answers him, it falls.
BISHOP.
And well remembered! I will have it so.
A Sumner shall be sent about it straight.			A sumner should just be sent over it.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Yea, do so. In the mean space this remains
For kind sir John of Wrotham, honest Jack.			For friendly Sir John von Wrotham, honest Jack.
Me thinks the purse of gold the Bishop gave			I think the wallet that the bishop gave
Made a good show; it had a tempting look.			Made a good show; It looked at a tempting look.
Beshrew me, but my fingers' ends to itch			Wiesee me, but the fingers end to itching
To be upon those rudduks. Well, tis thus:			Be on these rudduks. Well, that's how it is:
I am not as the world does take me for;			I am not the way the world takes me;
If ever wolf were clothed in sheep's coat,			If wolf was ever dressed in sheep coat,
Then I am he,--old huddle and twang, yfaith,			Then I am, age Huddle and Twang, yfaith,
A priest in show, but in plain terms a thief.
Yet, let me tell you too, an honest thief,			But let me tell you an honest thief
One that will take it where it may be spared,			One that brings it to where it can be spared
And spend it freely in good fellowship.			And spend it freely in good community.
I have as many shapes as Proteus had,			I have as many forms as Proteus
That still, when any villainy is done,			That when any villain is finished,
There may be none suspect it was sir John.			There can be no suspect that it was Sir John.
Besides, to comfort me,--for what's this life,
Except the crabbed bitterness thereof,			Except for the crab beds bitterness
Be sweetened now and then with lechery?--			Be sweetened with Lecherie every now and then?-
I have my Doll, my concubine, as twere,
To frolic with, a lusty bouncing girl.
But whilst I loiter here, the gold may scape,			But while I am here, the gold can jump
And that must not be so. It is mine own;			And that shouldn't be that way. It belongs to me;
Therefore, I'll meet him on his way to court,
And shrive him of it: there will be the sport.			And screams him: there will be sport.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
ACT I. SCENE III. Kent. An outer court before			Act I. Scene III. Kent. A exterior court before
lord Cobham's house.			Lord Cobhams Haus.
[Enter three or four poor people: some soldiers,			[Enter three or four poor people: some soldiers,
some old men.]			some old men.]
FIRST.			FIRST.
God help! God help! there's law for punishing,
But there's no law for our necessity:			But there is no law for our necessity:
There be more stocks to set poor soldiers in,			There are more shares to insert poor soldiers,
Than there be houses to relieve them at.			As houses to relieve them.
OLD MAN.
Faith, housekeeping decays in every place,			Faith, household shift in any place,
Even as Saint Peter writ, still worse and worse.
FOURTH.
Master mayor of Rochester has given commandment,			The Mayor of Rochester gave the commandment
that none shall go abroad out of the parish; and they			that nobody should go abroad from the community; and you
have set an order down forsooth, what every poor			I put an order on what every arm is
householder must give towards our relief: where			Homeowners have to give our relief: where
there be some ceased, I may say to you, had almost
as much need to beg as we.			To beg as much need as we do.
FIRST.			FIRST.
It is a hard world the while.			It's a hard world.
OLD MAN.
If a poor man come to a door to ask for God's sake,			When a poor man comes to a door to ask for God's will,
they ask him for a license, or a certificate from a			You ask him for a license or a certificate from A
Justice.
SECOND.
Faith we have none but what we bear upon our bodies,			We believe nothing else than what we wear on our body
our maimed limbs, God help us.			Our mutilated members, God helps us.
FOURTH.
And yet, as lame as I am, I'll with the king into France,			And yet, I am also lame, I'm going to France with the king,
if I can crawl but a shipboard. I had rather be slain in			But if I can crawl a board. I preferred to be murdered in
France, than starve in England.			France, in England.
OLD MAN.
Ha, were I but as lusty as I was at the battle of			Ha, I was just as lustful as in the battle of
Shrewbury, I would not do as I do: but we are now			Shrewbury, I wouldn't do what I do. But we are now
come to the good lord Cobham's, to the best man to			Come to the good Lord Cobhams, to the best man
the poor that is in all Kent.			The arms that are all over.
FOURTH.
God bless him! there be but few such.
[Enter Lord Cobham with Harpoole.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Thou peevish, froward man, what wouldst thou have?			You sharpness, froward -man, what would you have?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
This pride, this pride, brings all to beggary.			This pride, this pride, brings everyone to beggar.
I served your father, and your grandfather;			I served your father and your grandfather.
Show me such two men now!
No! No! Your backs, your backs, the devil and pride,			No! No! Your back, your back, the devil and the pride,
Has cut the throat of all good housekeeping.--			Has cut the throat of all good housekeeping .---
They were the best Yeomens' masters,			They were the best Yeomens master.
That ever were in England.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Yea, except thou have a crew of seely knaves			Yes, except that you have a crew of Seely pain
And sturdy rogues still feeding at my gate,
There is no hospitality with thee.			There is no hospitality with you.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
They may sit at the gat well enough, but the devil of			You can sit well enough on the gat, but the devil of
any thing you give them, except they will eat stones.			Everything they give them except that they eat stones.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Tis long, then, of such hungry knaves as you.			So it is long, from such hungry villains as you.
[Pointing to the beggars.]
Yea, sir, here's your retinue; your guests be come.
They know their hours, I warrant you.
OLD MAN.
God bless your honour! God save the good Lord Cobham			God bless your honor! God saves the good Lord Cobham
And all his house!			And his whole house!
SOLDIER.			SOLDIER.
Good your honour, bestow your blessed alms			Well, your honor, give your blessed alms
Upon poor men.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Now, sir, here be your Alms knights. Now are you
As safe as the Emperour.			As safe as the emperor.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
My Alms knights! nay, th' are yours.			My knights of alms! No, that's yours.
It is a shame for you, and I'll stand too 't;
Your foolish alms maintains more vagabonds,
Than all the noblemen in Kent beside.			As all nobles in Kent next to.
Out, you rogues, you knaves! work for your livings!--			Get out, you villain, you villain! Work for your living!-
Alas, poor men! O Lord, they may beg their hearts out,			Unfortunately, poor men! O Lord, you can ask your heart
There's no more charity amongst men than amongst
So many mastiff dogs!--What make you here,			So many mastiff dogs! -Was do you here
You needy knaves? Away, away, you villains.			You needy shots? Way, gone, you bad guys.
SECOND SOLDIER.
I beseech you, sir, be good to us.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Nay, nay, they know thee well enough. I think that all			No, no, they know you well enough. I think all of this
the beggars in this land are thy acquaintance. Go bestow			The beggars in this country are your acquaintance. Go to
your alms; none will control you, sir.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
What should I give them? you are grown so beggarly,			What should I give you? They have grown so beggar
you have scarce a bit of bread to give at your door. You			You have almost a little bread that you can give on your door. You
talk of your religion so long, that you have banished
charity from amongst you; a man may make a flax shop			Key activity among them; A man can make a flat shop
in your kitchen chimneys, for any fire there is stirring.			In their kitchen chorns, there is a fire for every fire.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
If thou wilt give them nothing, send them hence: let
them not stand here starving in the cold.			You are not in the cold here.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Who! I drive them hence? If I drive poor men from your			Who! I drive them from now on? When I get poor men out of your driving
door, I'll be hanged; I know not what I may come to my
self. Yea, God help you, poor knaves; ye see the world,			himself. Yes, God help you, dragging arms; You see the world
yfaith! Well, you had a mother: well, God be with thee,			Yfaith! Well, you had a mother: Well, God be with you,
good Lady; thy soul's at rest. She gave more in shirts			good wife; Your soul in peace. She gave more in shirts
and smocks to poor children, than you spend in your
house, & yet you live a beggar too.			House and yet you also live a beggar.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Even the worst deed that ere my mother did was in			Even the worst deed my mother did was
relieving such a fool as thou.			such a fool as you relieve you.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Yea, yea, I am a fool still. With all your wit you will			Yes, yes, I'm still a fool. With all your joke you will
die a beggar; go too.			die a beggar; go too.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Go, you old fool; give the poor people something. Go			Go, you old fool; Give the poor people a little. walk
in, poor men, into the inner court, and take such alms
as there is to be had.
SOLDIER.			SOLDIER.
God bless your honor.			God bless your honor.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Hang you, rogues, hang you; there's nothing but misery			Hang up, villain, hang up; There is nothing but misery
amongst you; you fear no law, you.			under you; You don't fear law.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
OLD MAN.
God bless you, good master Rafe, God save your life;			God bless you, good master rafe, God save your life;
you are good to the poor still.
[Enter the Lord Powis disguised, and shroud himself.]			[Enter the Lord Powis, which was disguised and delete yourself.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
What fellow's yonder comes along the grove?			Which guy is there on the grove?
Few passengers there be that know this way:			There are only a few passengers that know this:
Me thinks he stops as though he stayed for me,			I think he stops as if he had stayed for me
And meant to shroud himself amongst the bushes.
I know the Clergy hate me to the death,
And my religion gets me many foes:			And my religion brings me a lot of enemies:
And this may be some desperate rogue, suborned
To work me mischief.--As it pleaseth God!
If he come toward me, sure I'll stay his coming--
Be he but one man--what so'er he be.			Be it, but a man-like always he is.
[The Lord Powis comes on.]
I have been well acquainted with that face.
POWIS.
Well met, my honorable lord and friend.			Well hit, my honorable gentleman and friend.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
You are welcome, sir, what ere you be;			You are welcome, what you are;
But of this sudden, sir, I do not know you.
POWIS.
I am one that wisheth well unto your honor;
My name is Powis, an old friend of yours.			My name is Powis, an old friend of you.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
My honorable lord, and worthy friend,			My honorable gentleman and worthy friend,
What makes your lordship thus alone in Kent,			What does your rule do in Kent
And thus disguised in this strange attire?			And so disguised in this strange clothing?
POWIS.
My Lord, an unexpected accident			My lord, an unexpected accident
Hath at this time inforc'd me to these parts;
And thus it hapt:--Not yet full five days since,			And so it has: -On not five days since
Now at the last Assize at Hereford,
It chanced that the lord Herbert and my self,			It was found that the Lord Herbert and myself,
Mongst other things, discoursing at the table,			Mongst Anders Dinge, Discourse Am Tisch,
Did fall in speech about some certain points			In speech, there was a question of certain points
Of Wickliffe's doctrine gainst the papacy			From Wickliffe's teaching profit of the papacy
And the religion catholique, maintained			And the religion Catholic, well -groomed
Through the most part of Europe at this day.			Most of Europe on this day.
This wilful teasty lord stuck not to say			This intentional Teastyherr did not stop to say
That Wickliffe was a knave, a schismatic,
His doctrine devilish and heretical,			His doctrine devilish and heretical,
And what soe'er he was maintained the same,
Was traitor both to God and to his country.			Was traitor both God and his country.
Being moved at his peremptory speech,			Be moved in his peremptorical speech,
I told him some maintained those opinions,			I told him that some kept these opinions
Men, and truer subjects than lord Herbert was:
And he replying in comparisons,			And he answers in comparisons
Your name was urged, my lord, gainst his challenge,			Your name was asked, my Lord, made his challenge,
To be a perfect favourer of the truth.			Be a perfect favorite of truth.
And to be short, from words we fell to blows,			And to be short, we fell from words,
Our servants and our tenants taking parts--			Our servants and tenants take parts
Many on both sides hurt--and for an hour			Many hurt on both sides-and for an hour
The broil by no means could be pacified,
Until the Judges, rising from the bench,			Until the judges who rise from the bank,
Were in their persons forced to part the fray.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
I hope no man was violently slain.			I hope no man was killed violently.
POWIS.
Faith, none, I trust, but the lord Herbert's self,			Believe, none, I trust, but that of the Lord Herbert,
Who is in truth so dangerously hurt,
As it is doubted he can hardly scape.			As is doubted, he can hardly avoid.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
I am sorry, my good lord, of these ill news.			I'm sorry, my good gentleman of this sick news.
POWIS.
This is the cause that drives me into Kent,
To shroud my self with you, so good a friend,			To delete me with you, so well a friend,
Until I hear how things do speed at home.			Until I hear how things are accelerated at home.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Your lordship is most welcome unto Cobham;			Your lordship is the most welcome for Cobham.
But I am very sorry, my good lord,			But I'm very sorry, my good gentleman,
My name was brought in question in this matter,			My name was questioned in this matter
Considering I have many enemies,			In view of this, I have many enemies
That threaten malice, and do lie in wait			This threatens malice and leans to wait
To take advantage of the smallest thing.
But you are welcome: and repose your lordship,			But you are welcome: and you rest your lordship,
And keep your self here secret in my house,			And keep secret in my house here
Until we hear how the lord Herbert speeds.			Until we hear how the Lord Herbert accelerates.
Here comes my man.			Here comes my husband.
[Enter Harpoole.]			[Enter harpoolers.]
Sirra, what news?			Sirra, what news?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Yonder's one master Butler of the privy chamber,			Yonders a master butler of the secret chamber,
is sent unto you from the King.
POWIS.
I pray God the lord Herbert be not dead,
And the King, hearing whither I am gone,			And the king, the hearing where I am gone
Hath sent for me.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Comfort your self my lord, I warrant you.			Comfort yourself my lord, I guarantee you.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Fellow, what ails thee? doost thou quake? dost thou			Fellow, what is you? Doost you bite? dost you
shake? dost thou tremble? ha?			Shake? Dost you tremble? Ha?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Peace, you old fool! Sirra, convey this gentleman
in the back way, and bring the other into the walk.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Come, sir; you are welcome, if you love my lord.
POWIS.
God have mercy, gentle friend.			God has mercy, gentle friend.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
I thought as much: that it would not be long,			I thought so much: that it would not take long
Before I heard of something from the King			Before I heard about something from the king
About this matter.			About this thing.
[Enter Harpoole with Master Butler.]			[Enter harpoolers with master butler.]
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Sir, yonder my lord walks, you see him;
I'll have your men into the Cellar the while.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Welcome, good master Butler.
BUTLER.
Thanks, my good lord: his Majesty doth commend			Thank you, my good gentleman: his majesty praises
His love unto your lordship,			His love for your rule
And wills you to repair unto the court.			And wants to repair it at the farm.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
God bless his Highness, and confound his enemies!			God bless his sovereignty and confused his enemies!
I hope his Majesty is well.			I hope his majesty is doing well.
BUTLER.
In health, my lord.			In health, my Lord.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
God long continue it! Me thinks you look			God long! I think you look out
As though you were not well: what ails you, sir?
BUTLER.
Faith, I have had a foolish odd mischance,
That angers me: coming over Shooters hill,			That annoys me: come over the shooter Hill,
There came a fellow to me like a Sailor,			A guy came to me like a sailor,
And asked me money; and whilst I stayed my horse			And asked me money; And while I stayed my horse
To draw my purse, he takes th' advantage of			To draw my handbag, it takes the advantage of
A little bank and leaps behind me, whips			A small bench and jumps behind me, whipped
My purse away, and with a sudden jerk,			My handbag away and with a sudden jerk,
I know not how, threw me at least three yards
Out of my saddle. I never was so robbed			From my saddle. I've never been so robbed
In all my life.			In my whole life.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
I am very sorry, sir, for your mischance. We will send			I'm very sorry, sir, for your infallion. We will send
our warrant forth, to stay such suspicious persons as
shall be found. Then, master Butler, we will attend you.			should be found. Then, Master Butler, we will visit you.
BUTLER.
I humbly thank your lordship, I will attend you.			I humble my lordship, I will visit her.
ACT II. SCENE I. The same.			Act II. Scene I. The same.
[Enter the Sumner.]			[Enter the sum.]
SUMNER.			Sumner.
I have the law to warrant what I do; and though the
Lord Cobham be a noble man, that dispenses not			Lord Cobham is a noble man who is not distributed
with law: I dare serve process were a five noble men.			With the law: I dare to serve a process were five noble men.
Though we Sumners make sometimes a mad slip in a			Although we sometimes make a crazy slip in one
corner with a pretty wench, a Sumner must not go always			Corner with a pretty Wuber, a sumner must not always go
by seeing: a man may be content to hide his eyes, where			By seeing: A man can be satisfied to hide his eyes where
he may feel his profit. Well, this is my Lord Cobham's			He can feel his profit. Well, that's my Lord Cobhams
house if I can devise to speak with him; if not, I'll clap			House when I can speak to him; If not, I'll clap
my citation upon's door: so my lord of Rochester bid			My quote in front of the door: So my master of Rochester bid
me. But me thinks here comes one of his men.			me. But I think one of his men comes here.
[Enter Harpoole.]			[Enter harpoolers.]
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Welcome, good fellow, welcome; who wouldst thou
speak with?			talk to?
SUMNER.			Sumner.
With my lord Cobham I would speak, if thou be one of
his men.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Yes, I am one of his men, but thou canst not speak with
my lord.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
May I send to him then?			Can I send him to him then?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
I'll tell thee that, when I know thy errand.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
I will not tell my errand to thee.			I will not tell you my mission.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Then keep it to thy self, and walk like a knave as thou
camest.			CAMEST.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
I tell thee, my lord keeps no knaves, sirra.			I tell you, my gentleman does not hold villains, Sirra.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Then thou servest him not, I believe: what lord is thy			Then you didn't serve him, I think: what the Lord yours is
master?			Master?
SUMNER			Sumner
My lord of Rochester.			My master of Rochester.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
In good time! And what wouldst thou have with my
lord Cobham?			Lord Cobham?
SUMNER.			Sumner.
I come, by virtue of a process, to ascite him to appear
before my lord in the court at Rochester.			Before my master in the court in Rochester.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
[Aside.] Well, God grant me patience! I could eat this			[Aside.] Well, God granted me patience! I could eat that
conger. My lord is not at home; therefore it were good,
Sumner, you carried your process back.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
Why, if he will not be spoken withal, then will I leave
it here; and see you that he take knowledge of it.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Swounds, you slave, do you set up your bills here! go to;
take it down again. Doest thou know what thou dost?			Take it down again. Do you know what you dost?
Dost thou know on whom thou servest process?
SUMNER.			Sumner.
Yes, marry, do I; Sir John Old-castle, Lord Cobham.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
I am glad thou knowest him yet: and, sirra, dost not thou
know, that the lord Cobham is a brave lord, that keeps
good beef and beer in his house, and every day feeds a			Good beef and beer in his house, and every day A
hundred poor people at's gate, and keeps a hundred tall			Hundred poor people at the gate and a hundred tall
fellows?
SUMNER.			Sumner.
What's that to my process?			What is that about my process?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Marry, this, sir! is this process parchment?			Mear that, sir! Is this process parchment?
SUMNER.			Sumner.
Yes, marry.			Yes, marry.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
And this seal wax?			And this wax?
SUMNER.			Sumner.
It is so.			It is so.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
If this be parchment, & this wax, eat you this			If this is parchment and this wax, eat it
parchment and this wax, or I will make parchment			Pergament and this wax, or I will do parchment
of your skin, and beat your brains into wax: Sirra			From your skin and hit your brain in wax: Sirra
Sumner, dispatch; devour, sirra, devour.			Sumner, shipping; Devour, Sirra, devour.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
I am my lord of Rochester's Sumner; I came to do
my office, and thou shalt answer it.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Sirra, no railing, but betake you to your teeth. Thou
shalt eat no worse than thou bringst with thee: thou			Shouldn't eat worse than you bring with yourself: you
bringst it for my lord, and wilt thou bring my lord
worse than thou wilt eat thy self?
SUMNER.			Sumner.
Sirra, I brought it not my lord to eat.			Sirra, I didn't make my gentleman to eat.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
O, do you sir me now? all's one for that: but I'll make			Oh, my me now? All for that is one thing: but I'll do it
you eat it, for bringing it.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
I cannot eat it.			I can't eat it.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Can you not? sblood I'll beat you until you have a			Can not you? Sblood will beat you until you have one
stomach.			Stomach.
[He beats him.]			[He hits him.]
SUMNER.			Sumner.
O hold, hold, good master serving-man! I will eat it.			O Hold, hold, good championships! I'll eat it.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Be champing, be chawing, sir; or I'll chaw you, you			Be champing, lust, sir; Or I'll be you, you
rogue! the purest of the honey! Tough wax is the			Valley! The purest honey! This is hard wax
purest of the honey.			Reinstes Honig.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
O Lord, sir! oh! oh!			O Lord, sir! Oh! Oh!
[He eats.]
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Feed, feed! wholesome, rogue, wholesome! Cannot you,			Feed, feed! Healthy, villain, healthy! Can not you,
like an honest Sumner, walk with the devil your brother,
to fetch in your Bailiffs' rents, but you must come to a
noble man's house with process? Sblood! if thy seal were			House of the noble man with a process? Sblood! If your seal were
as broad as the lead that covers Rochester church, thou
shouldst eat it.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
O, I am almost choked! I am almost choked!
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Who's within there? will you shame my Lord? is there
no beer in the house? Butler! I say.
[Enter Butler.]
BUTLER.
Here, here.			Here here.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Give him Beer.			Give him beer.
[He drinks.]			[He drinks.]
There; tough old sheepskin's bare, dry meat.			There; The bare, dry meat of the old sheepskin.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
O sir, let me go no further; I'll eat my word.			O sir, don't let me go; I will eat my word.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Yea, marry, sit! so I mean: you shall eat more than your			Yes, marry, sit! So I mean: you should eat more than yours
own word, for I'll make you eat all the words in the process.			Own word, because I will make you eat all the words.
Why, you drab monger, cannot the secrets of all the wenches
in a shire serve your turn, but you must come hither with a
citation? with a pox! I'll cite you. [He has then done.] A			Citation? With a smallpox! I will quote you. [He then did.] A
cup of sack for the Sumner.			Cup sack for the sumner.
BUTLER.
Here, sir, here.			Here, Sir, here.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Here, slave, I drink to thee.			Here, slave, I drink you.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
I thank you, sir.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Now if thou findst thy stomach well--because thou shalt			Well if you find your stomach
see my Lord keep's meat in's house--if thou wilt go in,			If you see my Mr. Meat in Haus-Wenn you go in, go in
thou shalt have a piece of beef to the break fast.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
No, I am very well, good Master serving-man, I thank
you; very well sir.			She; Very good, sir.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
I am glad on't. Then be walking towards Rochester to keep			I am glad that I am not. Then go towards Rochester to keep
your stomach warm; and Sumner, if I may know you disturb			Your stomach warm; And sumner when I know they are bothering
a good wench within this Diocese; if I do not make thee eat
her petticoat, if there were four yards of Kentish cloth in't,			Your petticoat, when there was four meters of centic fabric, is not
I am a villain.			I am a villain.
SUMNER.			Sumner.
God be with you, Master serving-man.			God be with you, master servant.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Farewell, Sumner.
[Enter Constable.]			[Enter Constable.]
CONSTABLE.
God save you Master Harpoole.			God saved you Master Harpoole.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Welcome, Constable, welcome, Constable; what news with thee?			Welcome, policeman, welcome, police officer; What news with you?
CONSTABLE.
And't please you, Master Harpoole, I am to make hue and cry,			And please please, Master Harpoole, I should make shade and crying,
for a fellow with one eye that has robbed two Clothiers, and am
to crave your hindrance, for to search all suspected places; and			to long for their obstacle to search all alleged places; and
they say there was a woman in the company.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Hast thou been at the Alehouse? hast thou sought there?			Did you have been in the Alehouse? Did you search there?
CONSTABLE.
I durst not search, sir, in my Lord Cobham's liberty, except I			I'm not looking for, sir, in the freedom of my Mr. Cobham, except me
had some of his servants, which are for my warrant.			Had some of his servants who are for my arrest warrant.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
An honest Constable! an honest Constable! Call forth him
that keeps the Alehouse here.			The Alehouse holds that here.
CONSTABLE.
Ho! who's within there?
[Enter Ale-man.]			[Enter Ale-Man.]
ALE MAN.			Ale man.
Who calls there? come near a God's name! Oh, is't you,
Master Constable and Master Harpoole? you are welcome			Master Constable and Master Harpoole? my pleasure
with all my heart. What make you here so early this morning?			from the bottom of my heart. What makes you here so early this morning?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Sirra, what strangers do you lodge? there is a robbery done			Sirra, what strangers were you? It is a robbery
this morning, and we are to search for all suspected persons.
ALE MAN.			Ale man.
God's bores! I am sorry for't: yfaith, sir, I lodge no body but			God's holes! I'm not sorry: Yfaith, sir, I don't leave any bodies
a good honest merry priest,--they call him sir John a Wrotham--			A good honest, happy priest,-she calls him Sir John, a Wrotham.
and a handsome woman that is his niece, that he says he has			And a good -looking woman who is his niece he says he has
some suit in law for; and as they go up & down to London,			some legal attacks for; And when they go down to London and go to London,
sometimes they lie at my house.			Sometimes they lie in my house.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
What, is he here in thy house now?			What is he here in your house now?
ALE MAN.			Ale man.
She is, sir. I promise you, sir, he is a quiet man; and because			She is sir. I promise you, sir, he is a quiet man; and because
he will not trouble too many rooms, he makes the woman lie
every night at his bed's feet.			Every night to the feet of his bed.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Bring her forth! Constable, bring her forth! let's see her, let's
see her.			See them.
ALE MAN.			Ale man.
Dorothy, you must come down to Master Constable.
DOLL.
Anon, forsooth.			Anon, zumooth.
[She enters.]
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Welcome, sweet lass, welcome.
DOLL.
I thank you, good Master serving-man, and master			Thank you, good master and master
Constable also.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
A plump girl by the mass, a plump girl! Ha, Doll, ha!			A plump girl from the fair, a plump girl! Ha, doll, ha!
Wilt thou forsake the priest, and go with me?			Do you want to leave the priest and go with me?
CONSTABLE.
A! well said, Master Harpoole; you are a merry old man,			A! Well said, Master Harpoole; You are a happy old man
yfaith. Yfaith, you will never be old. Now, by the mack,
a pretty wench indeed!
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Ye old mad merry Constable, art thou advised of that. Ha,			Your old crazy Merry Constable, art you advised. Ha,
well said, Doll! fill some ale here.			Well said, doll! Fill some beer here.
DOLL.
[Aside.] Oh, if I wist this old priest would not stick to me,			[Aside.] Oh, if I wouldn't keep this old priest with me,
by Jove, I would ingle this old serving-man.			I would involve this old servant from Jove.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Oh you old mad colt! yfaith, I'll feak you! fill all the pots in			Oh you old, crazy Colt! Yfaith, I'll be Feak! Fill all pots in
the house there.			The house there.
CONSTABLE.
Oh, well said, Master Harpoole! you are heart of oak when			Oh, well said, Master Harpoole! You are a heart of the oak when
all's done.			Everything is done.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Ha, Doll, thou hast a sweet pair of lips, by the mass.			Ha, doll, you have a cute pair of lips, from the crowd.
DOLL.
Truly you are a most sweet old man, as ever I saw; by my			Really, they are a very sweet old man, as I have always seen; with me
troth, you have a face, able to make any woman in love with you.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Fill, sweet Doll; I'll drink to thee.			Fill, sweet doll; I'll drink to you.
DOLL.
I pledge you, sir, and thank you therefore,
And I pray you let it come.'			And I pray, you let it come. '
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
[Embracing her.] Doll, canst thou love me? A mad merry
lass! would to God I had never seen thee!			Girl! I would never see you before!
DOLL.
I warrant you, you will not out of my thoughts this			I guarantee you, you won't get this out of my thoughts
twelvemonth; truly you are as full of favour, as a man may be.			Twelve months; Really, they are as full of favor as a man may be.
Ah, these sweet grey locks! by my troth, they are most lovely.			Ah, these sweet gray curls! After my troth you are most beautiful.
CONSTABLE.
God boores, master Harpoole, I will have one buss too.			God Boores, Master Harpoole, I will also have a bus.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
No licking for you, Constable! hand off, hand off!			No leak to you, policeman! Go hand, go hand!
CONSTABLE.
Bur lady, I love kissing as well as you.			Bur Lady, I love to kiss as well as you.
DOLL.
Oh, you are an odd boy; you have a wanton eye of your own!			Oh, you are a strange boy; You have a willful eye!
ah, you sweet sugar lipped wanton, you will win as many
women's hearts as come in your company.			Women's hearts like in your company.
[Enter Priest.]			[Enter priests.]
WROTHAM.
Doll, come hither.			Doll, come here.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Priest, she shall not.			Priest, she won't.
DOLL.
I'll come anon, sweet love.			I will come anon, sweet love.
WROTHAM.
Hand off, old fornicator.			Hand away, old fornicator.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Vicar, I'll sit here in spite of thee. Is this fit stuff for a priest to			Vicar, I will sit here despite you. Is the fit stuff for a priest too
carry up and down with him?			Wear up and down with him?
WROTHAM.
Ah, sirra, dost thou not know that a good fellow parson may
have a chapel of ease, where his parish Church is far off?			Do you have a chapel of lightness in which its parish church is far away?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
You whoreson stoned Vicar!			You whoreson stoned substitutes!
WROTHAM.
You old stale ruffin! you lion of Cotswold!			You old Luffin! She lion from Cotswold!
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Swounds, Vicar, I'll geld you!			Swunds, pastor, I'll be silent!
[Flies upon him.]			[Flies on him.]
CONSTABLE.
Keep the King's peace!			Keep the king's peace!
DOLL.
Murder! murder! murder!
ALE MAN.			Ale man.
Hold! as you are men, hold! for God's sake be quiet! Put up
your weapons; you draw not in my house.			Your weapons; You don't draw in my house.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
You whoreson bawdy priest!			Du Whoreson Bawdy Priest!
WROTHAM.
You old mutton monger!			You Alter Hammelmonger!
CONSTABLE.
Hold, sir John, hold!			Hold, Sir John, hold!
DOLL.
[To the Priest.] I pray thee, sweet hear, be quiet. I was but			[To the priest.] I pray you, hear sweet, be calm. But I was
sitting to drink a pot of ale with him, even as kind a man as
ever I met with.			I have ever met.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Thou art a thief, I warrant thee.
WROTHAM.
Then I am but as thou hast been in thy days. Let's not be			Then I am only how you were in your days. Don't let us be
ashamed of our trade; the King has been a thief himself.			Ashamed us for our trade; The king himself was a thief.
DOLL.
Come, be quiet. Hast thou sped?			Come on, be calm. Did you turn
WROTHAM.
I have, wench: here be crowns, yfaith.			I have, Wench: Here are crowns, yfaith.
DOLL.
Come, let's be all friends then.			Come on, then let's be all friends.
CONSTABLE.
Well said, mistress Dorothy, yfaith.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Thou art the maddest priest that ever I met with.			You are the crazy priest that I have ever met with.
WROTHAM.
Give me thy hand, thou art as good a fellow. I am a			Give me your hand, you are so good. I am a
singer, a drinker, a bencher, a wencher! I can say a
mass, and kiss a lass! Faith, I have a parsonage, and
because I would not be at too much charges, this wench
serves me for a sexton.			serves me for a sexton.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Well said, mad priest, we'll in and be friends.			Well said, crazy priest, we will be in friends and friends.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT II. SCENE II. London. A room in the Axe Inn,
without Bishop-gate.			Without bishop gate.
[Enter sir Roger Acton, master Bourne, master Beverly,			[Enter Sir Roger Acton, Master Bourne, Master Beverly,
and William Murley the brewer of Dunstable.]			and William Murley, the brewer from extract.]
ACTON.
Now, master Murley, I am well assured			Now, Master Murley, I am well insured
You know our arrant, and do like the cause,
Being a man affected as we are.			A man who is affected as we are.
MURLEY.
Mary, God dild ye, dainty my dear! no master, good sir
Roger Acton Knight, master Bourne, and master Beverly			Roger Acton Knight, Master Bourne und Master Beverly
esquires, gentlemen, and justices of the peace--no master I,			Esquires, gentlemen and judge of the Friedens-Kein Meister I,
but plain William Murley, the brewer of Dunstable, your			But simply William Murley, the brewer from extract, hers
honest neighbour, and your friend, if ye be men of my			honest neighbor and your friend when you men from mine
profession.			Profession.
BEVERLY.			Beverly.
Professed friends to Wickliffe, foes to Rome.			Well -known friends of Wickliffe, enemies of Rome.
MURLEY.
Hold by me, lad; lean upon that staff, good master			Hold from me, boy; Lean on this staff, good master
Beverly: all of a house. Say your mind, say your mind.			Beverly: The whole house. Say your mind, say your spirit.
ACTON.
You know our faction now is grown so great,
Throughout the realm, that it begins to smoke
Into the Clergy's eyes, and the King's ear.			In the eyes of the clergy and the king's ear.
High time it is that we were drawn to head,			It is maximum time that we were put on the head,
Our general and officers appointed;
And wars, ye wot, will ask great store of coin.
Able to strength our action with your purse,			Able to strengthen our act with your handbag,
You are elected for a colonel			They are chosen for a colonel
Over a regiment of fifteen bands.			About a regiment of fifteen bands.
MURLEY.
Fue, paltry, paltry! in and out, to and fro! be it more or			Fue, Pealtry, Pealtry! Pure and outside too! be it more or
less, upon occasion. Lord have mercy upon us, what a			Less, occasionally. Lord we gracious what a
world is this! Sir Roger Acton, I am but a Dunstable			It is world! Sir Roger Acton, I'm just a extractor
man, a plain brewer, ye know: will lusty Cavaliering
captains, gentlemen, come at my calling, go at my			Captains, gentlemen, come to my calling, go to mine
bidding? Dainty my dear, they'll do a god of wax, a			Offer? Deliberately my dear, you will make a god of wax, a
horse or cheese, a prick and a pudding. No, no, ye			Horse or cheese, a tail and a pudding. No, no, you
must appoint some lord, or knight at least, to that place.			must at least appoint a gentleman or knight to this place.
BOURNE.
Why, master Murley, you shall be a Knight:
Were you not in election to be shrieve?			Were you not in the choice to scream?
Have ye not past all offices but that?			Don't you have all offices, but that?
Have ye not wealth to make your wife a lady?
I warrant you, my lord, our General
Bestows that honor on you at first sight.			Give them this honor at first glance.
MURLEY.
Mary, God dild ye, dainty my dear!			Maria, God dild you, delicate my dear!
But tell me, who shall be our General?			But tell me who should be our general?
Where's the lord Cobham, sir John Old-castle,			Where is the Lord Cobham, Sir John Old-Castle,
That noble alms-giver, housekeeper, virtuous,			This noble alms giver, housekeeper, virtuous,
Religious gentleman? Come to me there, boys,
Come to me there!
ACTON.
Why, who but he shall be our General?			Why, who, but he should be our general?
MURLEY.
And shall he knight me, and make me colonel?			And should he knight and make me a colonel?
ACTON.
My word for that: sir William Murley, knight.			My word for it: Sir William Murley, knight.
MURLEY.
Fellow sir Roger Acton, knight, all fellows--I mean			Sir Roger Acton, knight, all scholarship holders me mine
in arms--how strong are we? how many partners? Our			We are strong in poor? How many partners? Our
enemies beside the King are might: be it more or less			Enemies next to the king are perhaps: be it more or less
upon occasion, reckon our force.			Calculate our strength on the occasion.
ACTON.
There are of us, our friends, and followers,
Three thousand and three hundred at the least;			At least three thousand and three hundred;
Of northern lads four thousand, beside horse;			Fourth of northern boys fourth thousand, next to horses;
>From Kent there comes with sir John Old-castle			> It comes from Kent with Sir John Old-Castle
Seven thousand; then from London issue out,
Of masters, servants, strangers, prentices,
Forty odd thousands into Ficket field,			Forty odd thousands in the Fecketfeld,
Where we appoint our special rendezvous.
MURLEY.
Fue, paltry, paltry, in and out, to and fro! Lord have			It was, Pealtry, Pealtry, Nenn in Fro! Herr Haben
mercy upon us, what a world is this! Where's that			Mercy about us, what kind of world it is! Where is that
Ficket field, sir Roger?			Ficket Feld, Sir Roger?
ACTON.
Behind saint Giles in the field near Holborne.			Behind Saint Giles in the field near Holborne.
MURLEY.
Newgate, up Holborne, S. Giles in the field, and to			Newgate, Up Holborne, S. Giles in the field and too
Tiborne: an old saw. For the day, for the day?			Tiborne: An old saw. For the day for the day?
ACTON.
On Friday next, the fourteenth day of January.			Next Friday, the fourteenth January.
MURLEY.
Tyllie vallie, trust me never if I have any liking of that			Tyllie Vallie, never trust me if I like that
day! fue, paltry, paltry! Friday, quoth a! Dismal day!
Childermass day this year was Friday.			The Childermass Day this year was Friday.
BEVERLY.			Beverly.
Nay, master Murley, if you observe the days,			No, Master Murley when you watch the days
We make some question of your constancy.
All days are like to men resolved in right.			Every day are like men who are determined on the right.
MURLEY.
Say Amen, and say no more; but say, and hold,			Say amen and no longer say; But say and hold
master Beverly: Friday next, and Ficket field,			Master Beverly: Friday as next and Ficket Field,
and William Murley, and his merry men shall be			and William Murley and his happy men will be
all one. I have half a score jades that draw my			All one. I have half a score of Jades who draw mine
beer carts,			Bear warning,
And every jade shall bear a knave,			And every jade should wear a villain,
And every knave shall wear a jack,			And every villain should wear a socket
And every jack shall have a skull,			And every jack should have a skull
And every skull shall shew a spear,			And each skull will show a spear
And every spear shall kill a foe			And every spear will kill an enemy
At Ficket field, at Ficket field.			In Ficket Field, at Ficket Field.
John and Tom, and Dick and Hodge,			John and Tom and Dick and Hodge,
And Rafe and Robin, William & George,
And all my knaves shall fight like men,
At Ficket field on Friday next.			The next Friday at Ficket Field.
BOURNE.
What sum of money mean you to disburse?			What sum of money means that they are gutted?
MURLEY.
It may be modestly, decently, soberly, and handsomely			It can be modest, decent, sober and good
I may bring five hundred pound.			I can bring five hundred pounds.
ACTON.
Five hundred, man! five thousand's not enough!			Five hundred, man! Five thousand is not enough!
A hundred thousand will not pay our men			Hundreds of thousand will not pay our men
Two months together. Either come prepared			Two months together. Either come prepared
Like a brave Knight, and martial Colonel,
In glittering gold, and gallant furniture,
Bringing in coin a cart load at he least,			Coins -a -Karren charging the least contributed to him,
And all your followers mounted on good horse,			And all of their supporters who are assembled on good horse,
Or never come disgraceful to us all.			Or we will never be shameful.
BEVERLY.			Beverly.
Perchance you may be chosen Treasurer.
Ten thousand pound's the least that you can bring.			Tens of thousands of pounds is the least that you can bring with you.
MURLEY.
Paltry, paltry! in and out, to and fro, upon occasion I
have ten thousand pound to spend, and ten too. And			I have ten thousand pounds to spend and also ten. and
rather than the Bishop shall have his will of me for my			And not the bishop should have his will for mine
conscience, it shall out all. Flame and flax, flame and			Conscience, everything will get out. Flame and flax, flame and
flax! it was got with water and malt, and it shall fly			Flax! It was with water and malt and it will fly
with fire and gun powder. Sir Roger, a cart load of			With fire and gunpowder. Sir Roger, a shopping cart load of
money till the axetree crack, my self and my men in			Money until the Axetree cracks, my self and my men in
Ficket field on Friday next: remember my Knighthood,
and my place. There's my hand; I'll be there.			And my place. There is my hand; I'll be there.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
ACTON.
See what Ambition may persuade men to,			See for which ambition the men can persuade,
In hope of honor he will spend himself.			He will spend himself in the hope of honor.
BOURNE.
I never thought a Brewer half so rich.			I never thought that a brewer was half as rich.
BEVERLY.			Beverly.
Was never bankerout Brewer yet but one,			Has never been a bankerout Brewer, but one, but one,
With using too much malt, too little water.			With too much malt, too little water.
ACTON.
That's no fault in Brewers now-adays.			This is not a fault for Brauer now.
Come, away, about our business.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT II. SCENE III. An audience-chamber in the			Act II. Scene III. A chamber of audience in the
palace at Eltham.			Palace in Eltham.
[Enter King Henry, Suffolk, Butler, and Old-castle			[Enter King Henry, Suffolk, Butler and Old-Castle
kneeling to the King.]			Knees to the king.]
KING.			KING.
Tis not enough, Lord Cobham, to submit;
You must forsake your gross opinion.			You have to leave your rough opinion.
The Bishops find themselves much injured,			The bishops are very injured
And though, for some good service you have done,			And for a good service you did, however, you did
We for our part are pleased to pardon you,			We are happy to forgive you,
Yet they will not so soon be satisfied.			Nevertheless, they won't be satisfied so soon.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
My gracious Lord, unto your Majesty,			My gracious gentleman for your majesty,
Next unto my God, I owe my life:			Next I owe my God to my life:
And what is mine, either by nature's gift,
Or fortune's bounty, all is at your service.			Or Fortune's Bounty, everything is for your service.
But, for obedience to the Pope of Rome,			But for obedience to the Pope of Rome,
I owe him none, nor shall his shaveling priests
That are in England alter my belief.			These are my faith in England.
If out of holy Scripture they can prove,
That I am in an error I will yield,			I will give in to me that I am in a mistake
And gladly take instruction at their hands;
But otherwise, I do beseech your grace,			But otherwise I will ask your grace
My conscience may not be encroached upon.			My conscience cannot penetrate.
KING.			KING.
We would be loath to press our subjects' bodies,			We would be averse to pressing the bodies of our subjects,
Much less their souls, the dear redeemed part			Much less their souls, the loved one redeemed part
Of him that is the ruler of us all;
Yet let me counsel ye, that might command:			But let me advise you, that could make the command:
Do not presume to tempt them with ill words,
Nor suffer any meetings to be had			They still suffer meetings
Within your house, but to the uttermost,			In your house, but to the outermost,
Disperse the flocks of this new gathering sect.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
My liege, if any breathe, that dares come forth,			My lanzts when any breath walls that dare to emerge,
And say my life in any of these points
Deserves th'attaindor of ignoble thoughts,			This Attainor deserves inappropriate thoughts,
Here stand I, craving no remorse at all,			I stand here, don't tendon no regrets,
But even the utmost rigor may be shown.
KING.			KING.
Let it suffice; we know your loyalty.			Let it be enough; We know their loyalty.
What have you there?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
A deed of clemency;
Your Highness' pardon for Lord Powis' life,			Your Highness 'forgiveness for Lord Powis' Life,
Which I did beg, and you, my noble Lord,			What I begged and you, my noble gentleman,
Of gracious favour did vouchsafe to grant.			Of gracious favor, to grant.
KING.			KING.
But yet it is not signed with our hand.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Not yet, my Liege.
[One ready with pen and ink.]			[One ready with pen and ink.]
KING.			KING.
The fact, you say, was done,			The fact, they say, was ready,
Not of prepensed malice, but by chance.			Not by prepared malice, but randomly.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Upon mine honor so, no otherwise.			On my honor, no otherwise.
KING.			KING.
There is his pardon; bid him make amends,			There is his forgiveness; Offer it well again
[Writes.]
And cleanse his soul to God for his offence.
What we remit, is but the body's scourge--			What we transfer is only the scourge of the body
[Enter Bishop.]			[Enter bishop.]
How now, Lord Bishop?
BISHOP.
Justice, dread Sovereign!			Justice, fear confidently!
As thou art King, so grant I may have justice.			When you king art, maybe I give justice.
KING.			KING.
What means this exclamation? let us know.			What does this exclamation mean? Let us know.
BISHOP.
Ah, my good Lord, the state's abused,			Ah, my good gentleman, the abuse of the state,
And our decrees most shamefully profaned.
KING.			KING.
How? or by whom?			As? Or from whom?
BISHOP.
Even by this heretic,			Also through this heretical,
This Jew, this Traitor to your majesty.			This Jew, this traitor of her majesty.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Prelate, thou liest, even in thy greasy maw,
Or whosoever twits me with the name			Or who twit me with the name
Of either traitor, or of heretic.			Either traitor or heretic.
KING.			KING.
Forbear, I say: and, Bishop, shew the cause			I say, I say: And Bishop show the matter
>From whence this late abuse hath been derived.			> From where this late abuse was derived from.
BISHOP.
Thus, mighty King:--By general consent,
A messenger was sent to cite this Lord,			A messenger was sent to quote this gentleman,
To make appearance in the consistory;
And coming to his house, a ruffian slave,
One of his daily followers, met the man,
Who, knowing him to be a parroter,			Who, he knew he was a parroter,
Assaults him first and after, in contempt			I attack him first and then in contempt
Of us and our proceedings, makes him cate			From us and our procedure makes him Cate
The written process, parchment, scale and all:			The written process, the parchment, the scale and everyone:
Whereby his master neither was brought forth,			Although his master was not produced either,
Nor we but scorned for our authority.			But we also despised our authority.
KING.			KING.
When was this done?			When was that done?
BISHOP.
At six a clock this morning.			At six o'clock this morning.
KING.			KING.
And when came you to court?			And when they came to court?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Last night, my Lord.			Last night my lord.
KING.			KING.
By this it seems, he is not guilty of it,			This does not seem to be guilty, he is not guilty
And you have done him wrong t'accuse him so.
BISHOP.
But it was done, my lord, by his appointment,
Or else his man durst ne'er have been so bold.			Or his husband wasn't that brave.
KING.			KING.
Or else you durst be bold to interrupt,			Or they are not brave to interrupt,
And fill our ears with frivolous complaints.			And fill our ears with careless symptoms.
Is this the duty you do bear to us?			Is that the duty you endure?
Was't not sufficient we did pass our word			Was not enough, we passed our word
To send for him, but you, misdoubting it,			To send him, but you, wrong you wrong
Or--which is worse--intending to forestall			Or what is worse to prevent intelligent
Our regal power, must likewise summon him?			Our royal power also has to summon him?
This savors of Ambition, not of zeal,			This ambition, not of zeal,
And rather proves you malice his estate,			And prefers to prove that you will maliciously make his estate,
Than any way that he offends the law.
Go to, we like it not; and he your officer,			Go to, we don't like it; And he your officer,
That was employed so much amiss herein,			That was no more here than
Had his desert for being insolent.			Had his desert because he was outrageous.
[Enter Huntington.]			[Enter Huntington.]
So, Cobham, when you please you may depart.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
I humbly bid farewell unto my liege.			I humbly said goodbye to my Liège.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
KING.			KING.
Farewell.--What's the news by Huntington?			Farewell what is Huntington's news?
HUNTINGTON.
Sir Roger Acton and a crew, my Lord,
Of bold seditious rebels are in Arms,			Of courageous rebellious rebels are in the arms,
Intending reformation of Religion.			Intended reformation of religion.
And with their Army they intend to pitch
In Ficket field, unless they be repulsed.			In the Ficketfeld unless they are rejected.
KING.			KING.
So near our presence? Dare they be so bold?			So near our presence? Do you dare to be so brave?
And will proud war, and eager thirst of blood,			And wants proud war and eager blood thirst,
Whom we had thought to entertain far off,
Press forth upon us in our native bounds?
Must we be forced to hansell our sharp blades			We have to be forced to sound our sharp sounds of Hansell
In England here, which we prepared for France?			In England here what we prepared for France?
Well, a God's name be it! What's their number, say,			Well, a god name, be it! What is your number, you say, say
Or who's the chief commander of this rout?			Or who is the chief commander of this router?
HUNTINGTON.
Their number is not known, as yet, my Lord,
But tis reported Sir John Old-castle			But Sir John Old-Castle reported
Is the chief man on whom they do depend.			Is the chief man on whom you hang out.
KING.			KING.
How, the Lord Cobham?
HUNTINGTON.
Yes, my gracious Lord.			Yes, my amiable gentleman.
BISHOP.
I could have told your majesty as much
Before he went, but that I saw your Grace
Was too much blinded by his flattery.			Was too much blinded by his flattery.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
Send post, my Lord, to fetch him back again.			Send Post, my Lord, to get him back.
BUTLER.
Traitor unto his country, how he smoothed,			Treader in his country as he smoothed himself,
And seemed as innocent as Truth it self!			And seemed as innocent as the truth, she herself!
KING.			KING.
I cannot think it yet he would be false;
But if he be, no matter; let him go.			But if he is, it doesn't matter; Let him go.
We'll meet both him and them unto their woe.			We will meet him and her until your suffering.
[Exeunt all but Bishop.]
BISHOP.
This falls out well, and at the last I hope
To see this heretic die in a rope.			To see this heretical in a rope.
ACT III. SCENE I. An avenue leading to lord
Cobham's house in Kent.			Cobhams Haus in Kent.
[Enter Earl of Cambridge, Lord Scroop, Gray, and			[Earl of Cambridge, Lord Scroop, Gray und Earl of Cambridge, und
Chartres the French factor.]
SCROOP.
Once more, my Lord of Cambridge, make rehearsal,			Again, my gentleman of Cambridge, make the rehearsal,
How you do stand entitled to the Crown.
The deeper shall we print it in our minds,
And every man the better be resolved,
When he perceives his quarrel to be just.
CAMBRIDGE.
Then thus, Lord Scroop, sir Thomas Gray, & you,			Then Lord Scroop, Sir Thomas Gray & Sie,
Monsieur de Chartres, agent for the French:--			Monsieur de Chartres, agent for the French:-
This Lionel, Duke of Clarence, as I said,
Third son of Edward (England's King) the third,			Third son of Edward (England's king) the third, third,
Had issue Phillip, his sole daughter and heir;			Had Phillip edition, his only daughter and inheritance;
Which Phillip afterward was given in marriage
To Edmund Mortimer, the Earl of March,			After Edmund Mortimer, the Earl of March ,,
And by him had a son called Roger Mortimer;
Which Roger, likewise, had of his descent			Which Roger also had from his descent
Edmund, Roger, Anne, and Eleanor--			Edmund, Roger, Anne and Eleanor
Two daughters and two sons--but those three			Two daughters and two sons, this three
Died without issue. Anne, that did survive,			Died without problems. Anne, that survived
And now was left her father's only heir,			And now her father's only legacy left
My fortune was to marry, being too			My fortune was to be married to be too
By my grandfather of Kind Edward's line:			From my grandfather of Art Edwards line:
So of his sirname, I am called, you know,			So from his gentleman, I am called, you know,
Richard Plantagenet. My father was
Edward, the Duke of York, and son and heir			Edward, the Duke of York, and son and heir
To Edmund Langley, Edward the third's fifth son.			After Edmund Langley, Edward, the fifth son of the third.
SCROOP.
So that it seems your claim comes by your wife,			So that it seems that your claim comes from your wife.
As lawful heir to Roger Mortimer,			As a lawful legacy for Roger Mortimer,
The son of Edmund, which did marry Phillip,
Daughter and heir to Lionel, Duke of Clarence.			Daughter and legacy of Lionel, Duke of Clarence.
CAMBRIDGE.
True, for this Harry and his father both,			Right, for this Harry and his father both,
Harry the first, as plainly doth appear,			Harry the first, as clearly appears,
Are false intruders and usurp the Crown.			Are false intruders and usurp the crown.
For when young Richard was at Pomfret slain,
In him the title of prince Edward died,			The title of Prince Edward died in him,
That was the eldest of king Edward's sons:
William, of Hatfield, and their second brother,			William von Hatfield and her second brother,
Death in his nonage had before bereft:			Death in his nothing had before Berber:
So that my wife, derived from Lionel,			So that my wife, derived from Lionel,
Third son unto king Edward, ought proceed,			Third son of King Edward, should proceed,
And take possession of the Diadem
Before this Harry, or his father king,			In front of this Harry or his father king,
Who fetched their title but from Lancaster,			Who has accessed their title except Lancaster,
Forth of that royal line. And being thus,
What reason ist but she should have her right?			What is the reason, but should it be right?
SCROOP.
I am resolved our enterprise is just.			I am solved, our company is fair.
GRAY.			GRADE.
Harry shall die, or else resign his crown.			Harry will die or reset his crown.
CHARTRES.			Chartres.
Perform but that, and Charles, the king of France,			Carry out that and Charles, the King of France,
Shall aid you, lords, not only with his men,
But send you money to maintain your wars.
Five hundred thousand crowns he bade me profer,			He bitterly faded me for five hundred thousand crowns,
If you can stop but Harry's voyage for France.			If you can stop, but Harry's trip to France.
SCROOP.
We never had a fitter time than now,			We never had a fitter time than now
The realm in such division as it is.			The empire in such a division as it is.
CAMBRIDGE.
Besides, you must persuade ye, there is due			You also have to persuade yourself, there is due
Vengeance for Richard's murder, which, although			Revenge for Richard's murder, although although
It be deferred, yet will it fall at last,			It is postponed, but it will finally fall
And now as likely as another time.			And now as likely as another time.
Sin hath had many years to ripen in,			Sin had many years to mature
And now the harvest cannot be far off,			And now the harvest cannot be far away
Wherein the weeds of usurpation			Where the weed of usurpation
Are to be cropped, and cast into the fire.
SCROOP.
No more, earl Cambridge; here I plight my faith,			No more, Earl Cambridge; Here I will stick my faith
To set up thee and thy renowned wife.
GRAY.			GRADE.
Gray will perform the same, as he is knight.
CHARTRES.			Chartres.
And to assist ye, as I said before,			And to help you, as I said
Charters doth gage the honor of his king.			Charter's fee of his king's honor.
SCROOP.
We lack but now Lord Cobham's fellowship,
And then our plot were absolute indeed.			And then our action was indeed absolutely.
CAMBRIDGE.
Doubt not of him, my lord; his life's pursued			Doubt not about him, my Lord; His life persecuted
By the incensed Clergy, and of late,
Brought in displeasure with the king, assures
He may be quickly won unto our faction.
Who hath the articles were drawn at large			Who the articles are, were drawn to the free foot
Of our whole purpose?			Of all our purpose?
GRAY.			GRADE.
That have I, my Lord.
CAMBRIDGE.
We should not now be far off from his house;			We should not be far from his house now;
Our serious conference hath beguiled the way.			Our serious conference has seduced the way.
See where his castle stands. Give me the writing.			See where his lock is. Give me the writing.
When we are come unto the speech of him,
Because we will not stand to make recount,
Of that which hath been said, here he shall read
[Enter Cobham.]
Our minds at large, and what we crave of him.			Our mind overall and what we long for him.
SCROOP.
A ready way. Here comes the man himself,
Booted and spurred; it seems he hath been riding.			Booted and driven; It seems that he drove.
CAMBRIDGE.
Well met, lord Cobham.			Well hit, Lord Cobham.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
My lord of Cambridge?
Your honor is most welcome into Kent,
And all the rest of this fair company.			And the rest of this fair company.
I am new come from London, gentle Lords;
But will ye not take Cowling for your host,
And see what entertainment it affords?			And do you see what entertainment it offers?
CAMBRIDGE.
We were intended to have been your guests:			We should have been your guests:
But now this lucky meeting shall suffice			But now this happy meeting will be enough
To end our business, and defer that kindness.			To end our business and to move this friendliness.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Business, my lord? what business should you have			Business, sir? Which business should you have?
But to be merry? We have no delicates,			But to be happy? We have no delicate
But this I'll promise you: a piece of venison,
A cup of wine, and so forth--hunters' fare;			A cup of wine and so on hunter;
And if you please, we'll strike the stag our selves			And if you please
Shall fill our dishes with his well-fed flesh.			Should fill our dishes with its well -fed meat.
SCROOP.
That is, indeed, the thing we all desire.			Indeed, this is what we all want.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
My lords and you shall have your choice with me.
CAMBRIDGE.
Nay, but the stag which we desire to strike			No, but the deer we want to beat
Lives not in Cowling; if you will consent,
And go with us, we'll bring you to a forest,			And go with us, we bring you into a forest,
Where runs a lusty herd; amongst the which
There is a stag superior to the rest,
A stately beast that, when his fellows run,			A stately animal that when its scholarship holders run
He leads the race, and beats the sullen earth,
As though he scorned it, with his trampling hooves.
Aloft he bears his head, and with his breast,
Like a huge bulwark, counter-checks the wind:			Like a huge bulwark, he emits the wind:
And when he standeth still, he stretcheth forth			And when he stands still, he stretches out
His proud ambitious neck, as if he meant			His proud ambitious neck, as if he said
To wound the firmament with forked horns.			To injure the firmament with fork horns.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Tis pity such a goodly beast should die.			Pity with such a good animal should die.
CAMBRIDGE.
Not so, sir John, for he is tyrannous,
And gores the other deer, and will not keep			And Gores the other deer and will not be kept
Within the limits are appointed him.
Of late he's broke into a several,
Which doth belong to me, and there he spoils			Which Doth belongs to me and he spoils
Both corn and pasture. Two of his wild race,			Both corn and pasture. Two of his wild races,
Alike for stealth and covetous encroaching,			Equally for stealth and coveted interventions,
Already are removed; if he were dead,			Are already removed; If he were dead, would be
I should not only be secure from hurt,			I shouldn't just be safe from injuries
But with his body make a royal feast.			But with his body a royal festival.
SCROOP.
How say you, then; will you first hunt with us?			Then how do you say; Will you hunt with us first?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Faith, Lords, I like the pastime; where's the place>			Faith, gentlemen, I like the pastime; Where is the place>
CAMBRIDGE.
Peruse this writing; it will shew you all,			Read this font; It will show you all
And what occasion we have for the sport.			And what opportunity do we have for sport.
[He reads.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Call ye this hunting, my lords? Is this the stag
You fain would chase--Harry our dread king?			Would you hunt it --- Harry of our fear king?
So we may make a banquet for the devil,			So we can make a banquet for the devil
And in the stead of wholesome meat, prepare
A dish of poison to confound our selves.			A poison court to confuse ourselves.
CAMBRIDGE.
Why so, lord Cobham? See you not our claim?
And how imperiously he holds the crown?			And how bidden does he keep the crown?
SCROOP.
Besides, you know your self is in disgrace,			You also know that you are in shame yourself
Held as a recreant, and pursued to death.			Kept as relaxation and persecuted to death.
This will defend you from your enemies,			This will defend them in front of their enemies
And stablish your religion through the land.			And rod their religion through the country.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Notorious treason! yet I will conceal [Aside.]			Loyalty betrayal! Nevertheless, I will hide [aside].]
My secret thoughts, to sound the depth of it.			My secret thoughts to give the depth of it.
My lord of Cambridge, I do see your claim,			My master of Cambridge, I see your claim.
And what good may redound unto the land			And what can be used to reject the country
By prosecuting of this enterprise.
But where are the men? where's power and furniture			But where are the men? Where is strength and furniture?
To order such an action? We are weak;
Harry, you know's a mighty potentate.
CAMBRIDGE.
Tut, we are strong enough: you are beloved,			Does, we are strong enough: they are loved
And many will be glad to follow you;
We are the like, and some will follow us.			We are so and some will follow us.
Besides, there is hope from France: here's an ambassador			There is also hope from France: here is an ambassador
That promiseth both men and money too.
The commons likewise (as we hear) pretend			The commons also do (as we hear) do this
A sudden tumult; we will join with them.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Some likelihood, I must confess, to speed;
But how shall I believe this is plain truth?
You are, my lords, such men as live in Court,			You are, gentlemen, men who live in court,
And highly have been favoured of the king,			And very preferred by the king,
Especially lord Scroop, whom oftentimes			Especially Lord Scroop, who often
He maketh choice of for his bedfellow;			He makes the choice for his bed fruits;
And you, lord Gray, are of his privy counsel:			And you, Lord Gray, are from his Privy Council:
Is not this a train to entrap my life?
CAMBRIDGE.
Then perish may my soul! What, think you so?			Then my soul can kill! What do you think?
SCROOP.
We'll swear to you.			We will swear to you.
GRAY.			GRADE.
Or take the sacrament.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Nay, you are noble men, and I imagine,			No, you are noble men and I imagine.
As you are honorable by birth and blood,			How they are honorable of birth and blood,
So you will be in heart, in thought, in word.
I crave no other testimony but this:			I don't long for any other certificate, but this:
That you would all subscribe, and set your hands			That they would subscribe to all and set their hands
Unto this writing which you gave to me.			To this letter that you gave me.
CAMBRIDGE.
With all our hearts. Who hath any pen and ink?			Of all our hearts. Who has pen and ink?
SCROOP.
My pocket should have one: yea, here it is.			My bag should have one: Yes, here it is.
CAMBRIDGE.
Give it me, lord Scroop.--There is my name.
SCROOP.
And there is my name.			And there is my name.
GRAY.			GRADE.
And mine.			And mine.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Sir, let me crave,			Sir, let me long
That you would likewise write your name with theirs,			That you would also use your name,
For confirmation of your master's word,			To confirm the word of your master,
The king of France.			The king of France.
CHARTRES.			Chartres.
That will I, noble Lord.			I will, noble gentleman.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
So now this action is well knit together,			Now this action is knitted well together,
And I am for you. Where's our meeting, lords?			And I'm for you. Where is our meeting, Lords?
CAMBRIDGE.
Here, if you please, the tenth of July next.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
In Kent? agreed: now let us in to supper.			In Kent? Agree: let us go for dinner now.
I hope your honors will not away to night.			I hope your honor will not be gone at night.
CAMBRIDGE.
Yes, presently; for I have far to ride,			Yes now; Because I have to drive far
About soliciting of other friends.			About advertising for other friends.
SCROOP.
And we would not be absent from the court,
Lest thereby grow suspicion in the king.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Yet taste a cup of wine before ye go.
CAMBRIDGE.
Not now, my lord, we thank you: so farewell.
[Exeunt all but Cobham.]			[Leave all except Cobham.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Farewell, my noble lords.--My noble lords?			Farewell, my noble men's my fine men?
My noble villains, base conspirators.			My noble villains, basic conspirators.
How can they look his Highness in the face,			How can you look his sovereignty in the face?
Whom they so closely study to betray?			Who do you study so exactly to betray?
But I'll not sleep until I make it known.			But I won't sleep until I make it known.
This head shall not be burdened with such thoughts,			This head will not be burdened with such thoughts
Nor in this heart will I conceal a deed			I will hide an act in this heart
Of such impiety against my king.			Of such an unknown against my king.
Madam, how now?
[Enter Harpoole and the rest.]			[Enter harpoolers and the rest.]
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
You are welcome home, my Lord.			You are welcome at home, sir.
Why seem ye so disquiet in your looks?			Why does you look like this?
What hath befallen you that disquiets your mind?
LADY POWIS.
Bad news, I am afraid, touching my husband.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Madam, not so: there is your husband's pardon.			Madam, not so: there is the forgiveness of her husband.
Long may ye live, each joy unto the other.			For a long time they like life, every joy in the other.
POWIS.
So great a kindness as i know not how
To make reply; my sense is quite confounded.			Answers; My meaning is pretty confused.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Let that alone: and madam, stay me not,
For I must back unto the court again			Because I have to return to the court
With all the speed I can. Harpoole, my horse.			With all the speed I can. Harpoole, my horse.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
So soon, my Lord? what, will you ride all night?			So soon my lord? What, will you drive all night?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
All night or day; it must be so, sweet wife.			All night or night; It must be like that, sweet woman.
Urge me not why or what my business is,			I didn't get why or what my business is
But get you in. Lord Powis, bear with me,
And madam, think your welcome ne'er the worse:
My house is at your use. Harpoole, away.			My house is in its use. Harpoole, gone.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Shall I attend your lordship to the court?			Should I take part in their lordship to the court?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Yes, sir; your gelding! mount you presently.			Yes indeed; Your gelding! You are now mounting.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
I prithee, Harpoole, look unto thy Lord.			I prihee, harpoolers, look your master.
I do not like this sudden posting back.
POWIS.
Some earnest business is a foot belike;			Some serious shops are a foot belike;
What e'er it be, pray God be his good guide.			What it is, pray God, be his good leader.
LADY POWIS.
Amen! that hath so highly us bested.			Amen! That defeated us so much.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
Come, madam, and my lord, we'll hope the best;			Come on, Madam and my Lord, we will hope the best;
You shall not into Wales till he return.			You should only return to Wales.
POWIS.
Though great occasion be we should depart,			Although we should leave, we should leave
Yet madam will we stay to be resolved			But Madam will stay to be solved
Of this unlooked for, doubtful accident.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT III. SCENE II. A road near Highgate.
[Enter Murley and his men, prepared in some filthy			[Enter Murley and his men who are prepared in a little dirty
order for war.]			Order for war.]
MURLEY.
Come, my hearts of flint, modestly, decently, soberly,			Come on my hearts of the flint, modest, decent, sober,
and handsomely, no man afore his Leader; follow your			And pretty, no man who prepared his leader; Follow yours
master, your Captain, your Knight that shall be, for the			Master, your captain, your knight, who should be, for the
honor of Meal-men, Millers, and Malt-men. Dunne is the
mouse. Dick and tom, for the credit of Dunstable, ding
down the enemy to morrow; ye shall not come into the
field like beggars. Where be Leonard and Laurence, my			Field like beggars. Where am Leonard and Laurence, mine
two loaders? Lord have mercy upon us, what a world is
this? I would give a couple of shillings for a dozen of
good feathers for ye, and forty pence for as many scarfs			Good springs for you and forty pence for so many scarves
to set ye out withal. Frost and snow! a man has no heart			You set them with the outdoor area. Frost and snow! A man has no heart
to fight till he be brave.			to fight until he is brave.
DICK.
Master, I hope we be no babes. For our manhood, our
bucklers and our town foot-balls can bear witness: and
this light parrel we have shall off, and we'll fight naked
afore we run away.			Above all, we run away.
TOM.			Tom.
Nay, I am of Laurence mind for that, for he means to			No, I'm from Laurence Mind for it because he means that
leave his life behind him; he and Leonard, your two			Leave his life behind him; He and Leonard, your two
loaders, are making their wills because they have wives.
Now we Bachelors bid our friends scramble for our
goods if we die: but, master, pray ye, let me ride upon			Were when we die: But, master, pray, you let me ride
Cutte.			The cut.
MURLEY.
Meal and salt, wheat and malt, fire and tow, frost and
snow! why, Tom, thou shalt. Let me see: here are you,			Snow! Why, Tom, you should. Let me see: here you are
William and George are with my cart, and Robin and			William and George are with my cart and robin and
Hodge holding my own two horses: proper men, handsome			Hodge keeps my own two horses: real men, good -looking
men, tall men, true men.			Men, big men, true men.
DICK.
But, master, master, me thinks you are a mad man to hazard			But, master, master, I think you are a crazy man for dangers
your own person and a cart load of money too.
TOM.			Tom.
Yea, and, master, there's a worse matter in't. If it be as I			Yes, and master, there is a worse affair. If it is like me
heard say, we go to fight against all the learned Bishops,
that should give us their blessing; and if they curse us, we
shall speed ne'er the better.			Should be better.
DICK.
Nay, bir lady, some say the King takes their part; and, master,			No, Bird Lady, some say the king accepts her participation; and master,
dare you fight against the King?			Do you dare to fight against the king?
MURLEY.
Fie, paltry, paltry! in and out, to and fro, upon occasion; if			Fie, pale, pale! pure and outside, gradually occasionally; if
the King be so unwise to come there, we'll fight with him too.			The king is so unclear to get there, we will also fight with him.
TOM.			Tom.
What, if ye should kill the King?			What if you should kill the king?
MURLEY.
Then we'll make another.
DICK.
Is that all? do ye not speak treason?			That's all? Do you not speak a betrayal?
MURLEY.
If we do, who dare trip us? we come to fight for our conscience,
and for honor. Little know you what is in my bosom; look here,
mad knaves, a pair of gilt spurs.			Crazy tractors, a few gilded spores.
TOM.			Tom.
A pair of golden spurs? Why do you not put them on your			A few gold spores? Why don't you put them on yours?
heels? Your bosom's no place for spurs.			Heels? Your breast is not a space for Spurs.
MURLEY.
Be't more or less upon occasion, Lord have mercy upon us,			I am no longer or less occasionally, Lord has us gracious,
Tom, th'art a fool, and thou speakest treason to knighthood.
Dare any wear golden or silver spurs till he be a knight? No,			Do you dare to wear gold or silver spores until it is a knight? No,
I shall be knighted to morrow, and then they shall on. Sirs,			I will be a knight Morrow, and then they continue. Ladies and gentlemen,
was it ever read in the church book of Dunstable, that ever			It was ever read in the Kirchenbuch Stable that at all
malt man was made knight?			Painted you have been appointed knight?
TOM.			Tom.
No, but you are more: you are meal-man, maltman, miller,			No, but they are more: they are meals, Maltman, Miller,
corn-master and all.			Corn master and everything.
DICK.
Yea, and half a brewer too, and the devil and all for wealth.			Yes, also half a brewer, and the devil and everything for prosperity.
You bring more money with you, than all the rest.			They bring more money than all the rest.
MURLEY.
The more's my honor. I shall be a knight to morrow! Let			The more my honor. I will be a knight of Morrow! To let
me spose my men: Tom upon cut, Dick upon hob, Hodge			I speak my men: Tom cutting, tail over Hog, Hodge
upon Ball, Raph upon Sorell, and Robin upon the forehorse.
[Enter Acton, Bourne, and Beverly.]			[Enter Acton, Bourne and Beverly.]
TOM.			Tom.
Stand, who comes there?			Stand, who comes there?
ACTON.
All friends, good fellow.
MURLEY.
Friends and fellows, indeed, sir Roger.			Friends and scholarship holders, Sir Roger.
ACTON.
Why, thus you shew your self a Gentleman,			Why, so you have a gentleman yourself,
To keep your day, and come so well prepared.			To keep your day and be so well prepared.
Your cart stands yonder, guarded by your men,
Who tell me it is loaden with coin.			Who tells me that it is loaded with coin.
What sum is there?
MURLEY.
Ten thousand pound, sir Roger: and modestly,
decently, soberly, and handsomely, see what I
have here against I be knighted.			I hit myself here.
ACTON.
Gilt spurs? tis well.			Gilded spores? It is good.
MURLEY.
But where's your army, sir?
ACTON.
Dispersed in sundry villages about:			Distributed in sun -crazy villages:
Some here with us in Highgate, some at Finchley,			Some with us in highgate, some at Finchley,
Totnam, Enfield, Edmunton, Newington,			Totnam, Enfield, Edmunton, Newington,
Islington, Hogsdon, Pancredge, Kensington;			Islington, Hogsdon, Pancredge, Kensington;
Some nearer Thames, Ratcliffe, Blackwall and Bow;
But our chief strength must be the Londoners,
Which, ere the Sun to morrow shine,			What, um the sun too Morrow, seem
Will be near fifty thousand in the field.
MURLEY.
Mary, God dild ye, dainty my dear! but upon occasion,			Maria, God dild you, delicate my dear! but occasionally,
sir Roger Acton, doth not the King know of it, and
gather his power against us?
ACTON.
No, he's secure at Eltham.
MURLEY.
What do the Clergy?			What does the priest do?
ACTON.
Fear extremely, yet prepare no force.
MURLEY.
In and out, to and fro, Bully my boikin, we shall carry			In and out, gradually, we are harassing my boicin, we will wear
the world afore us! I vow by my worship, when I am			The world in front of us! I swog through my worship when I am
knighted, we'll take the King napping, if he stand on			Knighted, we'll make the king a nap when he gets up
their part.
ACTON.
This night we few in Highgate will repose.			That night we will rest only a few in high gate.
With the first cock we'll rise and arm our selves,			With the first tail we will rise and arm ourselves,
To be in Ficket field by break of day,			Be through daily interruption in Ficket field,
And there expect our General.
MURLEY.
Sir John Old-castle? what if he come not?			Sir John Old-Castle? What if he doesn't come?
BOURNE.
Yet our action stands.			Nevertheless, our action is.
Sir Roger Acton may supply his place.			Sir Roger Acton can deliver his place.
MURLEY.
True, Master Bourne, but who shall make me knight?			That's right, Master Bourne, but who should bring me to the knight?
BEVERLY.			Beverly.
He that hath power to be our General.
ACTON.
Talk not of trifles; come, let's away.			Do not speak of little things; Come on, let's leave out.
Our friends of London long till it be day.			Our friends of London until it is day.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT III. SCENE III. A high road in Kent.			Act III. Scene III. A high road in Kent.
[Enter sir John of Wrotham and Doll.]			[Enter Sir John von Wrotham and doll.]
DOLL.
By my troth, thou art as jealous a man as lives.			After my troth, you are as jealous of a man as life.
PRIEST.			PRIEST.
Canst thou blame me, Doll? thou art my lands, my goods,
my jewels, my wealth, my purse. None walks within xl.			My jewels, my wealth, my handbag. Nobody goes within XL.
miles of London, but a plies thee as truly as the parish does			Miles from London, but a member really does as the congregation
the poor man's box.			The poor man's box.
DOLL.
I am as true to thee as the stone is in the wall; and thou			I am as loyal to you as the stone in the wall; and you
knowest well enough, sir John, I was in as good doing,
when I came to thee, as any wench need to be; and therefore			When I came to you, like every Wuber has to be; and therefore
thou hast tried me, that thou hast: by God's body, I will
not be kept as I have been, that I will not.			Not how I can be kept that I won't do it.
PRIEST.			PRIEST.
Doll, if this blade hold, there's not a peddlar walks with a			Doll, if this blade holds, there is no peddlar with a
pack, but thou shalt as boldly choose of his wares, as with			Pack, but you should choose how brave his goods, like with
thy ready money in a Merchant's shop. We'll have as good
silver as the King coins any.			Silver like the king must all.
DOLL.
What, is all the gold spent you took the last day from the
Courtier?			Höfling?
PRIEST.			PRIEST.
Tis gone, Doll, tis flown; merely come, merely gone: he			It is gone, doll, flown; just come, just away: he
comes a horse back that much pay for all. We'll have as
good meat as money can get, and as good gowns as can be
bought for gold. Be merry, wench, the malt-man comes on
Monday.			Monday.
DOLL.
You might have left me at Cobham, until you had been			You might have left me in Cobham until they were
better provided for.			better provided for.
PRIEST.			PRIEST.
No, sweet Doll, no: I do not like that. Yond old ruffian is			No, sweet doll, no: that doesn't like that. Yond Alter Ruffian is
not for the priest: I do not like a new clerk should come in			Not for the priest: I don't like that a new employee should come in
the old belfry.			The old bell tower.
DOLL.
Ah, thou art a mad priest, yfaith.			Ah, you are a crazy priest, yfaith.
PRIEST.			PRIEST.
Come, Doll; I'll see thee safe at some alehouse here at Cray,			Come on doll; I will see you safely in an Alehouse here at Cray.
and the next sheep that comes shall leave his fleece.			And the next sheep that come will leave his fleece.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT III. SCENE IV. Blackheath.			Act III. Scene IV. Blackheath.
[Enter the King, Suffolk and Butler.]			[Enter the king, Suffolk and Butler.]
KING.			KING.
[In great haste.] My lord of Suffolk, post away for life,
And let our forces of such horse and foot,
As can be gathered up by any means,			How it can definitely be collected,
Make speedy rendezvous in Tuttle fields.			Make fast rendezvous in Tuttle fields.
It must be done this evening, my Lord;
This night the rebels mean to draw to head			The rebels want to move to the head that night
Near Islington, which if your speed prevent not,
If once they should unite their several forces,			Once you have to combine your different forces,
Their power is almost thought invincible.			Your strength becomes almost invincible.
Away, my Lord; I will be with you soon.			Way, my gentleman; I will be with you soon.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
I go, my Sovereign, with all happy speed.			I go, my sovereign, at all the happy speed.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
KING.			KING.
Make haste, my lord of Suffolk, as you love us.			Make a hurry, my master of Suffolk, as you love us.
Butler, post you to London with all speed;
Command the Mayor and shrieves, on their allegiance,			Order the mayor and the screams about your loyalty,
The city gates be presently shut up			The city gates are currently being closed
And guarded with a strong sufficient watch,
And not a man be suffered to pass
Without a special warrant from our self.
Command the Postern by the Tower be kept,			Commanding the potter through the tower,
And proclamation, on the pain of death,			And proclamation about the pain of death,
That not a citizen stir from his doors,			That no citizen stirs from his doors,
Except such as the Mayor and Shrieves shall choose			Except how the mayor and the screams should choose
For their own guard and safety of their persons.
Butler, away; have care unto my charge.			Butler, gone; Worry about my indictment.
BUTLER.
I go, my Sovereign.			I go my sovereign.
KING.			KING.
Butler!
BUTLER.
My Lord.			Sir.
KING.			KING.
Go down by Greenwich, and command a boat			Go down at Greenwich and order a boat
At the Friar's bridge attend my coming down.			I visit myself at the bridge of the brothers.
BUTLER.
I will, my Lord.			I will, Lord.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
KING.			KING.
It's time, I think, to look unto rebellion,			I think it's time to look at Rebellion
When Acton doth expect unto his aid			When Acton is expected to help
No less than fifty thousand Londoners.			No less than fifty thousand Londoners.
Well, I'll to Westminster in this disguise,			Well, I'll be in this disguise in Westminster, I'll be
To hear what news is stirring in these brawls.			To hear which messages are moved in these fights.
[Enter sir John and Doll.]			[Enter Sir John and Doll.]
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Stand, true-man! says a thief.
KING.			KING.
Stand, thief! says a true man. How if a thief?			Stand, thief! says a true man. How if a thief?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Stand, thief, too.			Stand, thief too.
KING.			KING.
Then, thief or true-man, I see I must stand. I see,			Then, thief or true man, I see, I have to stand. Aha,
how soever the world wags, the trade of thieving yet			However the world wags, the trade of the thief is still
will never down. What art thou?			Never want to go down. Which art?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
A good fellow.			A good guy.
KING.			KING.
So am I too. I see thou dost know me.			So I'm too. I see you know me.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
If thou be a good fellow, play the good fellow's part:			If you are a good guy, you play the good guy:
deliver thy purse without more ado.
KING.			KING.
I have no money.			I have no money.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
I must make you find some before we part. If you have			I have to make you find some before we separate. If you have
no money, you shall have war: as many sound dry blows			No money, you should have war: so many sounding dry blows
as your skin can carry.
KING.			KING.
Is that the plain truth?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Sirra, no more ado; come, come, give me the money you
have. Dispatch, I cannot stand all day.			to have. Shipping, I can't stand all day.
KING.			KING.
Well, if thou wilt needs have it, there tis: just the proverb,			Well, if you need it, there is: only the saying,
one thief robs another. Where the devil are all my old			One thief robbed another. Where the devil are all my old ones
thieves, that were wont to keep this walk? Falstaff, the			Thieves who lived this walk? Falstaff, the
villain, is so fat, he cannot get on's horse, but me thinks			Villain is so fat that he can't go on horseback, but I think I think
Poines and Peto should be stirring here about.			Poines and Peto should stir here.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
How much is there on't, of thy word?			How much is there not from your word?
KING.			KING.
A hundred pound in Angels, on my word.			Hundred pounds in angels, on my word.
The time has been I would have done as much			The time was that I had done so much
For thee, if thou hadst past this way, as I have now.			For you if you have over as I have done now.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Sirra, what art thou? thou seem'st a gentleman.			Sirra, what art you? You seem a gentleman.
KING.			KING.
I am no less; yet a poor one now, for thou hast all my money.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
>From whence cam'st thou?
KING.			KING.
>From the court at Eltham.			> From the court in Eltham.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Art thou one of the King's servants?
KING.			KING.
Yes, that I am, and one of his chamber.			Yes, that's me and one of his chamber.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
I am glad thou art no worse; thou mayest the better spare thy			I am glad that you are not worse; You could do the better yours
money: & thinkst thou thou mightst get a poor thief his			Money: & do you think you could be a poor thief?
pardon, if he should have need.			Forgiveness if he should need.
KING.			KING.
Yes, that I can.			Yes, I can do that.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Wilt thou do so much for me, when I shall have occasion?			Do you want to do so much for me if I will have any reason?
KING.			KING.
Yes, faith will I, so it be for no murther.			Yes, I will believe, so it is not for anyone.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Nay, I am a pitiful thief; all the hurt I do a man, I take but
his purse; I'll kill no man.
KING.			KING.
Then, of my word, I'll do it.			Then I'll do it from my word.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Give me thy hand of the same.			Give me your hand of it.
KING.			KING.
There tis.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Me thinks the King should be good to thieves, because he has			I think the king should be good because he has
been a thief himself, though I think now he be turned true-man.			Was a thief himself, although I think he has now become true man.
KING.			KING.
Faith, I have heard indeed he has had an ill name that way in			Think I actually heard that he had such a bad name
his youth; but how canst thou tell he has been a thief?			his youth; But how can you say that he was a thief?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
How? Because he once robbed me before I fell to the trade
my self; when that foul villainous guts, that led him to all			myself; When this bad rogue courage, which led him to everyone
that rogery, was in's company there, that Falstaff.			This Rogery was there in society, this falstaff.
KING.			KING.
[Aside.] Well, if he did rob thee then, thou art but even with			[Aside.] Well, when he robbed you, you are even with
him now, I'll be sworn.--Thou knowest not the king now, I			I am now being sworn. You don't know the king now, me
think, if thou sawest him?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Not I, yfaith.			Not me, yfaith.
KING.			KING.
[Aside.] So it should seem.			[Aside.] So it should seem.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Well, if old King Henry had lived, this King that is now had			Well, if the old king Henry had lived, this king who had now had
made thieving the best trade in England.
KING.			KING.
Why so?			Why so?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Because he was the chief warden of our company. It's pity			Because he was the main earner of our company. It is a pity
that e'er he should have been a King; he was so brave a			That should have been a king; He was so brave a
thief. But, sirra, wilt remember my pardon if need be?			Thief. But, Sirra, remember my forgiveness if necessary?
KING.			KING.
Yes, faith, will I.			Yes, I think I. wants
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Wilt thou? well then, because thou shalt go safe--for thou			Do you want? Well then, because you should be safe-for you
mayest hap (being so early) be met with again before thou			Mayest Hap (so early) is hit again before you
come to Southwark--if any man, when he should bid thee			Come to Southwark-Wenn a man if he should offer you
good morrow, bid thee stand, say thou but Sir John, and he			Good morning, offer yourself, say you except Sir John, and he
will let thee pass.
KING.			KING.
Is that the word? well, then, let me alone.			Is that the word? So leave me alone.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Nay, sirra, because I think indeed I shall have some occasion			No, Sirra, because I think I'll actually have an occasion
to use thee, & as thou comest oft this way, I may light on thee
another time not knowing thee, here! I'll break this Angel.
Take thou half of it; this is a token betwixt thee and me.			Take half of it; This is a token between you and me.
KING.			KING.
God have mercy; farewell.			God have mercy; Taking leave.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
O my fine golden slaves! here's for thee, wench, yfaith. Now,			O My fine golden slaves! Here is for you, Wench, Yfaith. Now,
Doll, we will revel in our bower! this is a tithe pig of my
vicarage. God have mercy, neighbour Shooters hill; you paid			Pastory. God has mercy, neighboring shooters; You paid
your tithe honestly. Well, I hear there is a company of rebels
up against the King, got together in Ficket field near Holborne,			against the king, met in the Ficketfeld near Holborne,
and as it is thought here in Kent, the King will be there to			And as it is thought of here in Kent, the king will be there
night in's own person; well, I'll to the King's camp, and it
shall go hard, but, if there be any doings, I'll make some good			Should go hard, but if there are any deeds, I will do something good
boot amongst them.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
ACT IV. SCENE I. A field near London. King Henry's camp.			Act IV. Scene I. A field near London. King Henry's camp.
[Enter King Henry, Suffolk, Huntington, and two with lights.]			[Enter King Henry, Suffolk, Huntington and two with lights.]
KING.			KING.
My lords of Suffolk and of Huntington,			Lords of Suffolk and from Huntington,
Who scouts it now? or who stands Sentinels?			Who scoles it now? Or who is Sentinels?
What men of worth? what Lords do walk the round?			What kind of men? Which lords are the round?
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
May it please your Highness--
KING.			KING.
Peace, no more of that.			Peace, no longer.
The King's asleep; wake not his majesty
With terms nor titles; he's at rest in bed.			With terms or titles; He is in bed in peace.
Kings do not use to watch themselves; they sleep,			Kings do not watch themselves; They sleep,
And let rebellion and conspiracy			And leave the rebellion and conspiracy
Revel and havoc in the common wealth.--			Revel and chaos in common wealth
Is London looked unto?
HUNTINGTON.
It is, my Lord:			It is my gentleman:
Your noble Uncle Exeter is there,			Your noble uncle exeter is there
Your brother Gloucester and my Lord of Warwick,			Your brother Gloucester and my master of Warwick,
Who, with the mayor and the Aldermen,
Do guard the gates, and keep good rule within;			Keep the gates guard and keep a good rule in it;
The Earl of Cambridge and sir Thomas Gray
Do walk the Round; Lord Scroop and Butler scout.
So, though it please your majesty to jest,
Were you in bed, well might you take your rest.			They were in bed, maybe they can rest.
KING.			KING.
I thank ye, Lords, but you do know of old,			I thank you, Lords, but you know from old
That I have been a perfect night-walker.			That I was a perfect night walker.
London, you say, is safely looked unto--
Alas, poor rebels, there your aid must fail--			Unfortunately, poor rebels, their help must fail there
And the Lord Cobham, sir John Old-castle,			And the Lord Cobham, Sir John Old-Castle,
He's quiet in Kent. Acton, ye are deceived;			He is quiet in Kent. Acton, you are deceived;
Reckon again, you count without your host;			They expect again, they count without their host;
To morrow you shall give account to us.			You will give us an account by tomorrow.
Til when, my friends, this long cold winter's night			To when, my friends, this long cold winter night
How can we spend? King Harry is a sleep			How can we spend? King Harry is a sleep
And all his Lords, these garments tell us so;			And all of his gentlemen, these clothes tell us;
All friends at football, fellows all in field,
Harry, and Dick, and George. Bring us a drum;			Harry and Dick and George. Bring us a drum;
Give us square dice, we'll keep this court of guard			Give us square cubes, we will keep this waking dish
For all good fellows companies that come.			For all good Fellows companies that come.
Where's that mad priest ye told me was in Arms,
To fight, as well as pray, if need required?			Both and pray if this is necessary?
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
He's in the Camp, and if he know of this,
I undertake he would not be long hence.
KING.			KING.
Trip, Dick; trip, George.			Travel, tail; Travel, George.
[They trip.]
HUNTINGTON.
I must have the dice.			I have to have the cubes.
What do we play at?
[They play at dice.]
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
Passage, if ye please.			Passage if your please.
HUNTINGTON.
Set round then; so, at all.
KING.			KING.
George, you are out.			George, you're out.
Give me the dice. I pass for twenty pound.			Give me the cubes. I pass for twenty pounds.
Here's to our lucky passage into France.
HUNTINGTON.
Harry, you pass indeed, for you sweep all.			Harry, you actually pass because you swept everyone.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
A sign king Harry shall sweep all in France.			A sign that King Harry will sweep in France.
[Enter Sir John.]			[Enter Sir John.]
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Edge ye, good fellows; take a fresh gamester in.			Edge Ye, good companions; Take a fresh game in.
KING.			KING.
Master Parson? We play nothing but gold.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
And, fellow, I tell thee that the priest hath gold. Gold?
sblood, ye are but beggarly soldiers to me. I think I have			Sblood, you are only bedridden soldiers for me. I think I have
more gold than all you three.			More gold than three.
HUNTINGTON.
It may be so, but we believe it not.			It may be that way, but we don't believe it.
KING.			KING.
Set, priest, set. I pass for all that gold.			Set, priest, set. I pass all the gold.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Ye pass, indeed.
KING.			KING.
Priest, hast thou any more?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Zounds, what a question's that?			Zounds, what kind of question is that?
I tell thee I have more than all you three.			I tell you that I have more than all three.
At these ten Angels!			In these ten angels!
KING.			KING.
I wonder how thou comest by all this gold;			I wonder how you come through all this gold;
How many benefices hast thou, priest?			How many advantages do you have, priest?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Yfaith, but one. Dost wonder how I come by gold? I			Yfaith, but one. Dost ask me how I get with gold? I
wonder rather how poor soldiers should have gold; for			I rather wonder how poor soldiers should have gold; to the
I'll tell thee, good fellow: we have every day tithes,			I will tell you, good guy: we tenth every day,
offerings, christenings, weddings, burials; and you poor
snakes come seldom to a booty. I'll speak a proud word:
I have but one parsonage, Wrotham; tis better than the			I only have a rectory, Wrotham; it better than that
Bishopric of Rochester. There's ne'er a hill, heath, nor
down in all Kent, but tis in my parish: Barham down,
Chobham down, Gad's Hill, Wrotham hill, Black heath,			Down, Black Hill, Wrotham Hill, Black Heath,
Cock's heath, Birchen wood, all pay me tithe. Gold,			Schwanzheide, pirch wood, all pay me the tithe. Gold,
quoth a? ye pass not for that.			Quoth A? You don't fit for it.
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
Harry, ye are out; now, parson, shake the dice.			Harry, you are outside; Well, pastor, shake the cubes.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Set, set; I'll cover ye at all. A plague on't, I am out: the			Set, set; I will cover you at all. Not a plague, I'm out: that
devil, and dice, and a wench, who will trust them?			Teufel and cubes and a Wench, who will trust them?
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
Sayest thou so, priest? Set fair; at all for once.			Do you say that, priest? Fair set; Once at all.
KING.			KING.
Out, sir; pay all.			Out, sir; Pay everything.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Sblood, pay me angel gold.			Sblood, angel gold.
I'll none of your cracked French crowns nor pistolets.			I don't become any of their cracked French crowns or pistolettes.
Pay me fair angel gold, as I pay you.			Pay me fair angel gold while I pay you.
KING.			KING.
No cracked French crowns? I hope to see more cracked			No cracked French crowns? I hope to see more cracked
French crowns ere long.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Thou meanest of French men's crowns, when the King is
in France.			in France.
HUNTINGTON.
Set round, at all.			Implemented at all.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Pay all: this is some luck.			Pay everything: this is a little luck.
KING.			KING.
Give me the dice, tis I must shred the priest:			Give me the cubes, I have to crush the priest:
At all, sir John.			In general, Sir John.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
The devil and all is yours. At that! Sdeath, what casting			The devil and everything is yours. Included! SDEATH, what Gießen
is this?			is this?
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
Well thrown, Harry, yfaith.			Thrown well, Harry, yfaith.
KING.			KING.
I'll cast better yet.			I will throw even better.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Then I'll be hanged. Sirra, hast thou not given thy soul to			Then I'll be hung. Sirra, you didn't give your soul
the devil for casting?			The devil for the casting?
KING.			KING.
I pass for all.			I go by for everyone.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Thou passest all that e'er I played withal.			You give everything I played with myself.
Sirra, dost thou not cog, nor foist, nor slur?
KING.			KING.
Set, parson, set; the dice die in my hand:			Set, Parson, Set; The cubes die in my hand:
When parson, when? what, can ye find no more?
Already dry? wast you bragged of your store?			Already dry? Did you boast your business?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
All's gone but that.			Everything is gone except that.
HUNTINGTON.
What? half a broken angel?			What? Half a broken angel?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Why sir, tis gold.			Why Sir, it's gold.
KING.			KING.
Yea, and I'll cover it.			Yes, and I will cover it.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
The devil do ye good on't, I am blind, ye have blown me up.			The devil is doing well, I am blind, you blew me up.
KING.			KING.
Nay, tarry, priest; ye shall not leave us yet.			No, Tarry, priest; You shouldn't leave us yet.
Do not these pieces fit each other well?			Do these parts not fit well?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
What if they do?			What if you do it?
KING.			KING.
Thereby begins a tale:			A story begins:
There was a thief, in face much like Sir John--
But twas not he, that thief was all in green--
Met me last day at Black Heath, near the park,
With him a woman. I was all alone			With him a woman. I was all alone
And weaponless, my boy had all my tools,			And without weapons my boy had all my tools
And was before providing me a boat.			And before I made a boat available.
Short tale to make, sir John--the thief, I mean--			To make a short story, sir John-and thief, I mean-
Took a just hundreth pound in gold from me.
I stormed at it, and swore to be revenged
If e'er we met. He, like a lusty thief,			When we met. He, like a lustful thief,
Brake with his teeth this Angel just in two
To be a token at our meeting next,			A token at our meeting will be next
Provided I should charge no Officer
To apprehend him, but at weapon's point
Recover that and what he had beside.			Relax that and what he had next to it.
Well met, sir John; betake ye to your tools			Well hit, Sir John; You pray to your tools
By torch light, for, master parson, you are he			With a torch light, for the master pastor, they are he
That had my gold.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Zounds, I won 't in play, in fair square play, of the			Zounds, I have in the game, in Fair Square Play, won from the
keeper of Eltham park; and that I will maintain with			Keeper from Eltham Park; And I'll keep that
this poor whinyard, be you two honest men to stand
and look upon's, and let's alone, and take neither part.			And take a look and let us take part in peace and neither.
KING.			KING.
Agreed! I charge ye do not budget a foot.
Sir John, have at ye.			Sir John, you have with you.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Soldier, ware your sconce.
[Here, as they are ready to strike, enter Butler and draws
his weapon and steps betwixt them.]
BUTLER.
Hold, villains, hold! my Lords, what do you mean,			Hold, bad guys, hold! My Lords, what do you think
To see a traitor draw against the King?			Draw a traitor to the king?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
The King! God's will, I am in a proper pickle.			The king! God's will, I am in a real cucumber.
KING.			KING.
Butler, what news? why dost thou trouble us?			Butler, what news? Why are you disturbing us?
BUTLER.
Please it your Highness, it is break of day,			Please it is your sovereignty, it is interruption of the day,
And as I scouted near to Islington,			And when I was looking for Islington,
The gray eyed morning gave me glimmering			The morning gray -eyed morning shimmered me
Of armed men coming down Highgate hill,
Who by their course are coasting hitherward.			Anyone who rolls through their course.
KING.			KING.
Let us withdraw, my Lords. Prepare our troops
To charge the rebels, if there be such cause.
For this lewd priest, this devilish hypocrite,			For this vigorous priest, this devilish hypocrite,
That is a thief, a gamester, and what not,			This is a thief, a game and what is not
Let him be hanged up for example sake.			For example, let it be hung up.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Not so my gracious sovereign. I confess that I am
a frail man, flesh and blood as other are: but, set my			A frail man, flesh and blood like others: but put mine
imperfections aside, by this light, ye have not a taller
man, nor a truer subject to the Crown and State, than			Man, another true of the crown and the state, as
Sir John of Wrotham.			Sir John von Wrotham.
KING.			KING.
Will a true subject rob his King?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Alas, twas ignorance and want, my gracious liege.			Unfortunately, ignorance and lack, my amiable lucks.
KING.			KING.
Twas want of grace. Why, you should be as salt
To season others with good document,
Your lives as lamps to give the people light,
As shepherds, not as wolves to spoil the flock.
Go hang him, Butler.			Hang it up, butler.
BUTLER.
Didst thou not rob me?			Didn't you rob me?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
I must confess I saw some of your gold. But, my dread			I have to admit that I saw some of your gold. But my fear
Lord, I am in no humor for death; therefore, save my life.			Lord, I am not in a sense of humor for death; So save my life.
God will that sinners live; do not you cause me die. Once			God becomes that sinners live; You don't know me. Once
in their lives the best may go astray, and if the world say			In their lives the best can go wrong, and when the world says
true, your self (my liege) have been a thief.
KING.			KING.
I confess I have,
But I repent and have reclaimed my self.			But I regret and recalled.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
So will I do, if you will give me time.			So I'll do it if you will give me time.
KING.			KING.
Wilt thou? My lords, will you be his sureties?			Do you want? Lords, will you be his guarantees?
HUNTINGTON.
That when he robs again, he shall be hanged.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
I ask no more.
KING.			KING.
And we will grant thee that.			And we will grant you that.
Live and repent, and prove an honest man,
Which when I hear, and safe return from France,			What if I hear and safely return from France,
I'll give thee living: till then take thy gold;
But spend it better than at cards or wine,			But give it better than with cards or wine,
For better virtues fit that coat of thine.			For better virtues, fit this coat of yours.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Vivat Rex & curat lex! My liege, if ye have cause			Vivat Rex & Curat Lex! My lucks if you have a cause
of battle, ye shall see Sir John of Wrotham bestir			You should see Sir John von Wrotham
himself in your quarrel.			in your dispute.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT IV. SCENE II. A field of Battle near London.			Act IV. Scene II. A battlefield near London.
[After an alarum enter Harry, Suffolk, Huntington,			[After an alarum Harry, Suffolk, Huntington, occurred,
Sir John, bringing forth Acton, Beverley, and Murley
prisoners.]			Prisoner.]
KING.			KING.
Bring in those traitors, whose aspiring minds
Thought to have triumpht in our overthrow.			Thought to triumph in our fall.
But now ye see, base villains, what success			But now you see, bad guys, what success
Attends ill actions wrongfully attempted.			Takes part in sick actions that are wrongly tried.
Sir Roger Acton, thou retainst the name
Of knight, and shouldst be more discreetly tempered,			Of knights, and should be discreetly tempered,
Than join with peasants: gentry is divine,			To connect as farmers to farmers: Gentry is divine,
But thou hast made it more than popular.			But you made it more than popular.
ACTON.
Pardon, my Lord; my conscience urged me to it.			Sorry, my lord; My conscience asked me to do so.
KING.			KING.
Thy conscience? then thy conscience is corrupt,
For in thy conscience thou art bound to us,			Because in your conscience you are tied to us,
And in thy conscience thou shouldst love thy country;			And in your conscience you should love your country;
Else what's the difference twixt a Christian			Otherwise, what is the difference in a Christian?
And the uncivil manners of the Turk?			And the rude manners of the Turk?
BEVERLEY.
We meant no hurt unto your majesty,			We did not mean if they were injured by their majesty,
But reformation of Religion.
KING.			KING.
Reform Religion? was it that ye sought?			Reform religion? Was it looking for you?
I pray who gave you that authority?			I pray, who gave you this authority?
Belike, then, we do hold the scepter up			Belike, then we keep the scepter up
And sit within the throne but for a cipher.			And sit in the throne, but for a cipher.
Time was, good subjects would make known their grief
And pray amendment, not enforce the same,			And pray change, not enforced the same,
Unless their King were tyrant, which I hope			Unless her king was tyrant, which I hope
You cannot justly say that Harry is.
What is that other?
SUFFOLK.			Suffolk.
A malt-man, my Lord,			A maltmann, my lord,
And dwelling in Dunstable as he says.
KING.			KING.
Sirra, what made you leave your barley broth,
To come in armour thus against your King?			Come in armor to come against your king?
MURLEY.
Fie, paltry, paltry; to and fro, in and out upon occasion;			Fie, sheet metal, poor; Gradually, pure and outside occasionally;
what a world's this! Knight-hood (my liege) twas			What a world is it! Knight-Hood (my Lucke) Twas Twas
knight-hood brought me hither. They told me I had			Knight-Hood brought me here. They told me I had
wealth enough to make my wife a lady.
KING.			KING.
And so you brought those horses which we saw,			And so they brought these horses with them that we saw
Trapped all in costly furniture, and meant			Happed everything in costly furniture and said
To wear these spurs when you were knighted once?			These spores wear when you were hit to the knight?
MURLEY.
In and out upon occasion, I did.			I did it in and out occasionally.
KING.			KING.
In and out upon occasion, therefore,			Occasionally in and out, therefore,
You shall be handed, and in the stead of wearing
These spurs upon your heels, about your neck			These spores on their heels, over their neck
They shall bewray your folly to the world.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
In and out upon occasion, that goes hard.
MURLEY.
Fie, paltry, paltry, to and fro; good my liege, a
pardon. I am sorry for my fault.
KING.			KING.
That comes too late: but tell me, went there none
Beside sir Roger Acton, upon whom			In addition to Sir Roger Acton, on whom
You did depend to be your governour?
MURLEY.
None, none, my Lord, but sir John Old-castle.			None, none, sir, but Sir John Old-Castle.
KING.			KING.
Bears he part in this conspiracy?
[Enter Bishop.]			[Enter bishop.]
ACTON.
We looked, my Lord, that he would meet us here.
KING.			KING.
But did he promise you that he would come?			But did he promise you that he would come?
ACTON.
Such letters we received forth of Kent.			Such letters that we received from Kent.
BISHOP.
Where is my Lord the King?--Health to your grace.			Where is my master the king? Health for your grace.
Examining, my Lord, some of these caitive rebels,			Investigation, my lord, some of these caitive rebels,
It is a general voice amongst them all,			It is a general voice among all of them
That they had never come unto this place,			That they had never come to this place,
But to have met their valiant general,			But to have met your brave general,
The good Lord Cobham, as they title him:			The good Lord Cobham as you address him:
Whereby, my Lord, your grace may now perceive,
His treason is apparent, which before			His betrayal is obvious what before
He sought to colour by his flattery.
KING.			KING.
Now, by my royalty, I would have sworn			Now I would have sworn through my kings
But for his conscience, which I bear withal,			But for his conscience with whom I carry with myself
There had not lived a more true hearted subject.
BISHOP.
It is but counterfeit, my gracious lord,			It is only fake, my amiable gentleman,
And therefore, may it please your majesty
To set your hand unto this precept here,
By which we'll cause him forthwith to appear,			Through which we will make him appear immediately
And answer this by order of the law.			And answer this on the command of the law.
KING.			KING.
Bishop, not only that, but take commission			Bishop, not just that, but take over the commission
To search, attach, imprison, and condemn			Search, attach, lock and condemn
This most notorious traitor as you please.			This notorious traitor as you want.
BISHOP.
It shall be done, my Lord, without delay.--
So now I hold, Lord Cobham, in my hand,
That which shall finish thy disdained life.
KING.			KING.
I think the iron age begins but now,
(Which learned poets have so often taught)			(The scholar poets have taught so often)
Wherein there is no credit to be given,
To either words, or looks, or solemn oaths.			Either words or appearance or solemn oath.
For if there were, how often hath he sworn,			Because if there was, how often he swore,
How gently tuned the music of his tongue,			How gently the music of his tongue has coordinated,
And with what amiable face beheld he me,
When all, God knows, was but hypocricy.			If everything, as God knows, was only hypocian.
[Enter Cobham.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Long life and prosperous reign unto my lord.
KING.			KING.
Ah, villain, canst thou wish prosperity,			Ah, villain, you can wish for prosperity
Whose heart includeth naught but treachery?			Whose heart does not include anything, but betrayal?
I do arrest thee here my self, false knight,
Of treason capital against the state.			The state's betrayal capital.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Of treason, mighty prince? your grace mistakes.			From betrayal, mighty prince? Your grace mistake.
I hope it is but in the way of mirth.
KING.			KING.
Thy neck shall feel it is in earnest shortly.			Your neck will feel that it will be serious shortly.
Darst thou intrude into our presence, knowing			If you penetrate into our present and know it
How heinously thou hast offended us?
But this is thy accustomed deceit;			But that's your usual fraud;
Now thou perceivest thy purpose is in vain,			Now you make your purpose in vain
With some excuse or other thou wilt come,			With some excuse or others, you will come
To clear thy self of this rebellion.			To clarify your self from this rebellion.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Rebellion, good my Lord? I know of none.			Rebellion, good my gentleman? I don't know.
KING.			KING.
If you deny it, here is evidence.			If you deny it, there are evidence here.
See you these men? you never counseled,			See you these men? You never advised
Nor offered them assistance in their wars?			Did you still offer help in your wars?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Speak, sirs. Not one but all; I crave no favour.			Talk, Sirs. Not one, but everything; I don't long.
Have ever I been conversant with you,			I've ever been familiar with you
Or written letters to encourage you,			Or written letters to encourage them,
Or kindled but the least or smallest part			Or inflamed, but the slightest or smallest part
Of this your late unnatural rebellion?			Is her late unnatural rebellion?
Speak, for I dare the uttermost you can.
MURLEY.
In and out upon occasion, I know you not.			I don't know you in and outdoors.
KING.			KING.
No? didst not say that sir John Old-castle
Was one with whom you purposed to have met?
MURLEY.
True, I did say so, but in what respect?
Because I heard it was reported so.
KING.			KING.
Was there no other argument but that?
ACTON.
To clear my conscience ere I die, my lord,			To clarify my conscience before I die, my lord,
I must confess, we have no other ground			I have to admit, we don't have any other soil
But only Rumor, to accuse this lord,
Which now I see was merely fabulous.
KING.			KING.
The more pernitious you to taint him then,			The harm you then stammer yourself, then, then, then,
Whom you knew not was faulty, yea or no.			Who they didn't know was faulty, yes or no.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Let this, my Lord, which I present your grace,			Leave that, my Lord, whom I present your grace,
Speak for my loyalty: read these articles,			Talk to my loyalty: Read these articles
And then give sentence of my life or death.			And then they judge my life or death.
KING.			KING.
Earl Cambridge, Scroop, and Gray corrupted
With bribes from Charles of France, either to win			With bribes from Charles from France, either to win
My Crown from me, or secretly contrive			My crown of me or secretly grasped
My death by treason? Is this possible?			My death through betrayal? Is that possible?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
There is the platform, and their hands, my lord,			There is the platform and its hands, my lord,
Each severally subscribed to the same.
KING.			KING.
Oh never heard of, base ingratitude!			Oh, never heard of the base and ingratitude!
Even those I hug within my bosom most
Are readiest evermore to sting my heart.			Are best at the Evermore to stab my heart.
Pardon me, Cobham, I have done thee wrong;			Forgive me, Cobham, I did you wrong;
Hereafter I will live to make amends.			I will live below to go well again.
Is, then, their time of meeting no near hand?
We'll meet with them, but little for their ease,
If God permit. Go, take these rebels hence;
Let them have martial law: but as for thee,			Let them have war law: but for you ,,
Friend to thy king and country, still be free.			Friend of her king and country, is still free.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
MURLEY.
Be it more or less, what a world is this?			Be it more or less, what kind of world is it?
Would I had continued still of the order of knaves,			Would I still have continued from the order of the villains?
And never sought knighthood, since it costs so dear.
Sir Roger, I may thank you for all.			Sir Roger, I can thank everyone.
ACTON.
Now tis too late to have it remedied,			Now too late to fix it
I prithee, Murley, do not urge me with it.
HUNTINGTON.
Will you away, and make no more to do?			Do you get away and no longer to do?
MURLEY.
Fie, paltry, paltry! to and fro, as occasion serves;
If you be so hasty, take my place.			If you are so hasty, take my place.
HUNTINGTON.
No, good sir knight, you shall begin in your hand.			No, good Sir Knight, you will start in your hand.
MURLEY.
I could be glad to give my betters place.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT IV. SCENE III. Kent. Court before lord			Act IV. Scene III. Kent. Court of Lord
Cobham's house.			Cobhams Haus.
[Enter Bishop, lord Warden, Cromer the Shrieve,			[Enter Bishop, Lord Warten, Cromer the Shrieve,
Lady Cob, and attendants.]			Lady Cob and companion.]
BISHOP.
I tell ye, Lady, it's not possible
But you should know where he conveys himself,			But you should know where he mediates himself
And you have hid him in some secret place.			And you hid him in a secret place.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
My Lord, believe me, as I have a soul,
I know not where my lord my husband is.
BISHOP.
Go to, go to, ye are an heretic,
And will be forced by torture to confess,			And is forced to confess by torture
If fair means will not serve to make ye tell.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
My husband is a noble gentleman,			My husband is a noble gentleman,
And need not hide himself for any fact			And does not have to hide for a fact
That ere I heard of; therefore wrong him not.			The thing I heard of; So wrong him wrong.
BISHOP.
Your husband is a dangerous schismatic,			Your husband is a dangerous schismatist,
Traitor to God, the King, and common wealth:			Treader of God, the king and common wealth:
And therefore, master Croamer, shrieve of Kent,			And therefore Master Croamer, Rhrieve von Kent,
I charge you take her to your custody,			I accuse her of bringing her into your care
And seize the goods of Sir John Old-castle			And use the goods of Sir John Old-Castle
To the King's use. Let her go in no more,			For the use of the king. Don't let it go in
To fetch so much as her apparel out.			Get out as much as your clothes.
There is your warrant from his majesty.			There is your arrest warrant from his majesty.
LORD WARDEN.			Lord Warden.
Good my Lord Bishop, pacify your wrath
Against the Lady.
BISHOP.
Then let her confess			Then let them confess
Where Old-castle her husband is concealed.			Where old kastel is hidden her husband.
LORD WARDEN.			Lord Warden.
I dare engage mine honor and my life,			I dare to involve my honor and my life
Poor gentlewoman, she is ignorant
And innocent of all his practises,
If any evil by him be practised.			If something bad is practiced by him.
BISHOP.
If, my Lord Warden? nay, then I charge you,			If, my gentleman were? No, then I calculate you
That all the cinque Ports, whereof you are chief,			That all cinque ports, for which they are boss,
Be laid forthwith, that he escape us not.			It is immediately placed that he does not escape us.
Shew him his highness' warrant, Master Shrieve.			Showed him the arrest warrant, Master Shrieve.
LORD WARDEN.			Lord Warden.
I am sorry for the noble gentleman--			I'm sorry for the noble gentleman
[Enter Old-castle and Harpoole.]			[Enter Old-Castle and Harpoole.]
BISHOP.
Peace, he comes here; now do your office.			Peace, he comes here; Do your office now.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Harpoole, what business have we here in hand?
What makes the Bishop and the Sheriff here?
I fear my coming home is dangerous,			I'm afraid my coming home is dangerous
I would I had not made such haste to Cobham.			I wouldn't have accelerated Cobham that way.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Be of good cheer, my Lord: if they be foes, we'll			Be of good cheers, my gentleman: If you are opponents, we will
scramble shrewdly with them: if they be friends,			Crawling with them: When you are friends,
they are welcome. One of them (my Lord Warden)			You are welcome. One of them (my Lord Warden)
is your friend; but me thinks my lady weeps; I like			is your friend; But I think my wife cries; I like
not that.			not that.
CROAMER.
Sir John Old-castle, Lord Cobham, in the King's			Sir John Old-Castle, Lord Cobham, in the king of the king
majesty's name, I arrest ye of high treason.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Treason, Master Croamer?			Betrayal, champion croar?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Treason, Master Shrieve? sblood, what treason?			Betrayal, master shrieve? Sblood, which betrayal?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Harpoole, I charge thee, stir not, but be quiet still.
Do ye arrest me, Master Shrieve, for treason?			Do you arrest me, Master Shrieve, because of betrayal?
BISHOP.
Yea, of high treason, traitor, heretic.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Defiance in his face that calls me so.			Despite in his face, which calls me that.
I am as true a loyal gentleman			I am such a true faithful gentleman
Unto his highness as my proudest enemy.			To his sovereignty as my proudest enemy.
The King shall witness my late faithful service,			The king will experience my late loyal service
For safety of his sacred majesty.			Out of the security of his Holy Majesty.
BISHOP.
What thou art the king's hand shall testify:
Shewt him, Lord Warden.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Jesu defend me!
Is't possible your cunning could so temper			If your cunning is not possible that your cunning is so spirited
The princely disposition of his mind,
To sign the damage of a loyal subject?
Well, the best is, it bears an antedate,			Well, the best thing is, it wears an antat,
Procured by my absence, and your malice,			Due to my absence and her malice,
But I, since that, have shewd my self as true			But I've played my self as true since then
As any churchman that dare challenge me.			When every church man who dares me, challenges me.
Let me be brought before his majesty;			Let me be brought in front of his majesty;
If he acquit me not, then do your worst.			If he doesn't release me, you will do your worst.
BISHOP.
We are not bound to do king offices
For any traitor, schismatic, nor heretic.
The king's hand is our warrant for our work,
Who is departed on his way for France,			Who deviated on the way to France,
And at Southhampton doth repose this night.			And in Southhampton this night rests in Southhampton.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
O that it were the blessed will of God, that thou
and I were within twenty mile of it, on Salisbury			And I was on Salisbury within twenty miles
plan! I would lose my head if ever thou broughtst			to plan! I would lose my head if you ever brought with you
thy head hither again.			Your head here again.
[Aside.]			[Aside.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
My Lord Warden o' the cinque Ports, & my Lord of
Rochester, ye are joint Commissioners: favor me so much,
On my expence to bring me to the king.			To my expenses to bring me to the king.
BISHOP.
What, to Southhampton?			What to Southhampton?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Thither, my good Lord,			There, my good gentleman,
And if he do not clear me of all guilt,
And all suspicion of conspiracy,			And all suspicion of the conspiracy
Pawning his princely warrant for my truth:			Maintain his princely arrest warrant for my truth:
I ask no favour, but extremest torture.			I don't ask a favor, but the most extreme torture.
Bring me, or send me to him, good my Lord:
Good my Lord Warden, Master Shrieve, entreat.			Well, my Lord Warten, Master Shrieve, ask.
[Here the Lord Warden, and Croamer uncover
the Bishop, and secretly whispers with him.]			The bishop and whispers secretly with him.]
Come hither, lady--nay, sweet wife, forbear			Come here, lady-no, sweet woman, pre-bier
To heap one sorrow on another's neck:			A grief piled up on the neck of another:
Tis grief enough falsely to be accused,			It is wrong to be accused of being accused of being accused of
And not permitted to acquit my self;			And not allowed to release myself;
Do not thou with thy kind respective tears,
Torment thy husband's heart that bleeds for thee,			Torment your heart of your husband that bleeds for you,
But be of comfort. God hath help in store
For those that put assured trust in him.			For those who put insured trust in him.
Dear wife, if they commit me to the Tower,			Dear wife if you commit me to the tower,
Come up to London to your sister's house:			Come to London to your sister's house:
That being near me, you may comfort me.			If you are near me, you can comfort me.
One solace find I settled in my soul,			Find a consolation, I have settled in my soul
That I am free from treason's very thought:			That I am free of betrayal who thought a lot:
Only my conscience for the Gospel's sake			Only my conscience for the gospel of heaven
Is cause of all the troubles I sustain.			Is the cause of all problems I upright.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
O my dear Lord, what shall betide of us?			O My dear Lord, what should be of us?
You to the Tower, and I turned out of doors,			They to the tower and I made myself out of doors,
Our substance seized unto his highness' use,			Our substance confiscated for the use of his sovereignty,
Even to the garments longing to our backs.			Even to the clothes that long for the back.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Patience, good madame, things at worst will mend,			Patience, good madame, things in the worst case will repair,
And if they do not, yet our lives may end.			And if you don't do it, our lives can end.
BISHOP.
Urge it no more, for if an Angel spake,			Do not urge it anymore, because when an angel speaks
I swear by sweet saint Peter's blessed keys,			I swear by the blessed keys of the sweet sacred Peter,
First goes he to the Tower, then to the stake.			First he goes to the tower, then to the stake.
CROAMER.
But by your leave, this warrant doth not stretch
To imprison her.
BISHOP.
No, turn her out of doors,
[Lord Warden and Old-castle whisper.]			[Lord Warden und Old Castle Whisper.]
Even as she is, and lead him to the Tower,
With guard enough for fear of rescuing.			With the guard enough out of fear of rescue.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
O, God requite thee, thou blood-thirsty man.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
May it not be, my Lord of Rochester?			Can't it be, my gentleman of Rochester?
Wherein have I incurred your hate so far,			Where have I accepted your hatred so far
That my appeal unto the King's denied?			That my appeal is denied to the king?
BISHOP.
No hate of mine, but power of holy church,			No hatred of me, but power of the Holy Church,
Forbids all favor to false heretics.			Forbids all false heres.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Your private malice, more than public power,
Strikes most at me, but with my life it ends.			Beat me the most, but it ends with my life.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
O that I had the Bishop in that fear,
[Aside.]			[Aside.]
That once I had his Sumner by our selves!			When I once had his sumner for ourselves!
CROAMER.
My Lord, yet grant one suit unto us all,			My lord, but a suit to all of us,
That this same ancient serving man may wait			That the same old servant man can wait
Upon my lord his master in the Tower.			On my master his master in the tower.
BISHOP.
This old iniquity, this heretic?			This old injustice, this heretic?
That, in contempt of our church discipline,			That in contemplation of our church discipline,
Compelled my Sumner to devour his process!
Old Ruffian past-grace, upstart schismatic,
Had not the King prayed us to pardon ye,
Ye had fried for it, ye grizzled heretic.			They had fried for it, their grizzled heretical.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Sblood, my lord Bishop, ye do me wrong. I am			Sblood, my Mr. Bishop, do me wrong. I am
neither heretic nor puritan, but of the old church:			Neither heretic nor Puritan, but the old church:
I'll swear, drink ale, kiss a wench, go to mass, eat			I'll swear, drink beer, kiss a Wuber, go to the fair, eat
fish all Lent, and fast Fridays with cakes and wine,
fruit and spicery, shrive me of my old sins afore
Easter, and begin new afore whitsontide.
CROAMER.
A merry, mad, conceited knave, my lord.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
That knave was simply put upon the Bishop.			This villain was simply placed on the bishop.
BISHOP.
Well, God forgive him and I pardon him.
Let him attend his master in the Tower,			Let him take part in his master in the tower,
For I in charity wish his soul no hurt.			Because in the charity I wish no injuries.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
God bless my soul from such cold charity!			God bless my soul of such a cold charity!
BISHOP.
Too th' Tower with him, and when my leisure serves,
I will examine him of Articles.			I will examine it from articles.
Look, my lord Warden, as you have in charge,
The Shrive perform his office.
LORD WARDEN.			Lord Warden.
Yes, my lord.			Yes, my master.
[Enter the Sumner with books.]			[Enter the sum with books.]
BISHOP.
What bringst thou there? what, books of heresy?
SUMNER.			Sumner.
Yea, my lord, here's not a latin book, no, not so much			Yes, my lord, here is not a Latin book, no, not so much
as our lady's Psalter. Here's the Bible, the testament,
the Psalms in meter, the sickman's salve, the treasure of			The psalms in the meter, the ointment of the disease, the treasure of
gladness, and all in English, not so much but the Almanac's			Joy and everything in English, not so much, but the Almanacher
English.			English.
BISHOP.
Away with them, to the fire with them, Clun!			With them with them to the fire, Clun!
Now fie upon these upstart heretics.			Now on these current heretics.
All English! burn them, burn them quickly, Clun!			All English! Burn it, burn it quickly, Clun!
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
But do not, Sumner, as you'll answer it, for I have there			But not, sumner, as you answer it, because I have there
English books, my lord, that I'll not part with for your			English books, my Lord, that I will not separate for yours
Bishopric: Bevis of Hampton, Owlglass, the Friar and
the Boy, Eleanor Rumming, Robin hood, and other such			The young, Eleanor Rumming, Robin Hood and others
godly stories, which if ye burn, by this flesh, I'll make ye			Divine stories that, if you burn, through this meat, I'll make you
drink their ashes in Saint Marget's ale.			Drink your ashes in Saint Marget's Ale.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT IV. SCENE IV. The entrance of the Tower.			Act IV. Scene IV. The entrance to the tower.
[Enter Bishop of Rochester with his men in livery coats.]
FIRST SERVANT.
Is it your honor's pleasure we shall stay,
Or come back in the afternoon to fetch you?
BISHOP.
Now you have brought me here into the Tower,
You may go back unto the Porters Lodge,			You can return to the Porters Lodge,
And send for drink or such things as you want,			And send for drinks or things you want
Where if I have occasion to employ you,
I'll send some officer to call you to me.
Into the city go not, I command you:
Perhaps I may have present need to use you.			Maybe I have to use it to use them.
SECOND SERVANT.			Second servant.
We will attend your worship here without.			We will take part in your worship here.
BISHOP.
Do so, I pray you.			Do that, I pray you.
THIRD SERVANT.			Third servant.
Come, we may have a quart of wine at the Rose at			Come on, maybe we have a liter of wine in the rose at
Barking, I warrant you, and come back an hour before			Bark, I guarantee it and come back an hour earlier
he be ready to go.			He is ready to go.
FIRST SERVANT.
We must hie us then.
THIRD SERVANT.			Third servant.
Let's away.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
BISHOP.
Ho, Master Lieutenant.			Ho, master lieutenant.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Who calls there?			Who is calling there?
BISHOP.
A friend of yours.			A friend of yours.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
My lord of Rochester! your honor's welcome.			My master of Rochester! Your honor is welcome.
BISHOP.
Sir, here's my warrant from the Counsel,			Sir, here is my arrest warrant from the lawyer.
For conference with sir John Old-castle,			For the conference with Sir John Old-Castle,
Upon some matter of great consequence.			On a few large consequences.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Ho, sir John!			Ho, Sir John!
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Who calls there?			Who is calling there?
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Harpoole, tell Sir John, that my lord of Rochester			Harpoole, say Sir John that my master of Rochester
Comes from the counsel to confer with him.			Come on the advice to stay with him.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
I will, sir.			I will, sir.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
I think you may as safe without suspicion,			I think you can be so safe without suspicion
As any man in England, as I hear,
For it was you most labored his commitment.			Because it was the most commitment.
BISHOP.
I did, sir, and nothing repent it, I assure you.			I did it, sir, and nothing ranks, I assure you.
[Enter sir John Old-castle and Harpoole.]
Master Leiftenant, I pray you give us leave,			Master Leiftenant, I pray, you give us vacation,
I must confer here with sir John a little.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
With all my heart, my lord.			From my heart, my lord.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
[Aside.] My lord, be ruled by me: take this occasion
while tis offered, and on my life your lordship shall			While it was offered and in my life your rule will offer
escape.			Escape.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
No more, I say; peace, lest he should suspect it.			Not more, I say; Peace so that he shouldn't suspect it.
BISHOP.
Sir John, I am come unto you from the lords of his			Sir John, I came to you from the gentlemen from him
highness' most honorable counsel, to know if yet you			Highness' most honorable advice to know if they still have
do recant your errors, conforming you unto the holy			revoke their mistakes and corresponds to the saint
church.			Church.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
My lord of Rochester, on good advise,			My gentleman von Rochester, about good advice,
I see my error, but yet, understand me,			I see my mistake, but I understand myself
I mean not error in the faith I hold,			I don't mean mistakes in the belief that I think
But error in submitting to your pleasure;			But mistakes when transmitting to their pleasure;
Therefore, your lordship, without more to do,			Therefore your rule without more to do,
Must be a means to help me to escape.
BISHOP.
What means, thou heretic?			What does you keep you?
Darst thou but lift thy hand against my calling?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
No, not to hurt you for a thousand pound.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Nothing but to borrow your upper garments a little;
not a word more, for if you do, you die: peace, for			No more word, because if you do it, you die: peace, for
waking the children. There; put them on; dispatch, my			The children wake up. There; Put on them; Shipping, mine
lord. The window that goes out into the leads is sure			Mister. The window that goes into the leads is safe
enough, I told you that before: there, make you ready;			Enough, I have already told you that: get ready there;
I'll convey him after, and bind him surely in the inner			I will convey it afterwards and bind him safely inside
room.			Zimmer.
[Carries the bishop into the Tower, and returns.]			[Carries the bishop into the tower and returns.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
This is well begun; God send us happy speed,
Hard shift you see men make in time of need, Harpoole.
[Puts on the bishop's cloak.]
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Here my Lord; come, come away.			Here my gentleman; Come on, come away.
[Enter serving men again.]
FIRST SERVANT.
I marvel that my lord should stay so long.			I am surprised that my gentleman should stay for so long.
SECOND SERVANT.			Second servant.
He hath sent to seek us, I dare lay my life.			He sent to look for us, I dare to lay my life.
THIRD SERVANT.			Third servant.
We come in good time; see, where he is coming.			We come in time; See where he comes.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
I beseech you, good my lord of Rochester, be favourable			I ask you, good my master of Rochester, be cheap
to my lord and master.			to my master and master.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
The inner rooms be very hot and close,
I do not like this air here in the Tower.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
His case is hard my lord.--You shall safely get out of the			His case is difficult, my gentleman.
Tower; but I will down upon them, in which time get			Tower; But I'll be on her
you away.			you're gone.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Fellow, thou troublest me.			Colleagues, you worry me.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Hear me, my Lord!--Hard under Islington wait you my			Listen to me, my lord! Hhart under Islington Wait for you, mine
coming; I will bring my Lady, ready with horses to convey			Come; I will bring my wife with horses to convey
you hence.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Fellow, go back again unto thy Lord and counsel him.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Nay, my good lord of Rochester, I'll bring you to Saint
Albans through the woods, I warrant you.			Albans through the forest, I guarantee them.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Villain, away.			Village, gone.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Nay, since I am past the Tower's liberty, thou part'st not so.			No, since I am beyond the freedom of the tower, you are not.
[He draws.]			[He pulls.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Clubs, clubs, clubs!
FIRST SERVANT.
Murther, murther, murther!			Miether, Miether, Miether!
SECOND SERVANT.			Second servant.
Down with him!			Down with him!
[They fight.]			[They fight.]
THIRD SERVANT.			Third servant.
A villain traitor!			A bad guy!
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
You cowardly rogues!			You villain!
[Sir John escapes.]			[Sir John escapes.]
[Enter Lieutenant and his men.]
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Who is so bold as dare to draw a sword,
So near unto the entrance of the Tower?			So close to the entrance to the tower?
FIRST SERVANT.
This ruffian, servant to sir John Old-castle,			This Ruffian, servant of Sir John Old-Castle,
Was like to have slain my Lord.			Was killed like my gentleman.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Lay hold on him.			Hold on him.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Stand off, if you love your puddings.
[Rochester calls within.]			[Rochester calls within.]
BISHOP.
Help, help, help! Master Lieutenant, help!			Help help help! Master lieutenant, help!
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Who's that within? some treason in the Tower
Upon my life. Look in; who's that which calls?			On my life. See in; Who is what calls?
[Enter Rochester bound.]
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Without your cloak, my lord of Rochester?			Without your cloak, my Lord of Rochester?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
There, now it works, then let me speed, for now
Is the fittest time for me to scape away.			Is the strongest time for me to shield away.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Why do you look so ghastly and affrighted?			Why do you look so horrible and affected?
BISHOP.
Old-castle, that traitor, and his man,			Altkastle, this traitor and his husband,
When you had left me to confer with him,			When you left me to stay with him
Took, bound, and stript me, as you see,			I took me as you see, bound and stripped me
And left me lying in his inner chamber,
And so departed, and I--			And so went and I ...
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
And you? ne'er say that the Lord Cobham's man
Did here set upon you like to murther you.			I put on you here, measure you.
FIRST SERVANT.
And so he did.
BISHOP.
It was upon his master then he did,			It was at his master, then he did it
That in the brawl the traitor might escape.			The traitor could escape that in the fight.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Where is this Harpoole?
SECOND SERVANT.			Second servant.
Here he was even now.			He was still here.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Where? can you tell?			Where? can you tell?
SECOND SERVANT.			Second servant.
They are both escaped.			They both escaped.
LIEUTENANT.			LIEUTENANT.
Since it so happens that he is escaped,			Since it happens so that he escaped
I am glad you are a witness of the same,			I am glad that you are a witness
It might have else been laid unto my charge,			Otherwise my indictment could have been laid
That I had been consenting to the fact.
BISHOP.
Come, search shall be made for him with expedition,
The havens laid that he shall not escape,			The ports stated that he should not escape,
And hue and cry continue through England,
To find this damned, dangerous heretic.			To find this damn, dangerous heretic.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE I. A room in lord Cobham's house			Act V. Scene I. A room in Lord Cobham's house
in Kent.			in Kent.
[Enter Cambridge, Scroop, and Gray, as in a chamber, and			[Enter cambridge, scroop and gray like in a chamber, and
set down at a table, consulting about their treason: King
Harry and Suffolk listening at the door.]			Harry and Suffolk listen to the door.]
CAMBRIDGE.
In mine opinion, Scroop hath well advised,			In my opinion, Scroop advised well
Poison will be the only aptest mean,			Poison will be the most useful means
And fittest for our purpose to dispatch him.			And fit for our purpose to send it.
GRAY.			GRADE.
But yet there may be doubt in their delivery.
Harry is wise; therefore, Earl of Cambridge,			Harry is wise; Hence Earl of Cambridge,
I judge that way not so convenient.			I don't judge so comfortably.
SCROOP.
What think ye then of this? I am his bedfellow,			What are you thinking then? I am his bed fruits
And unsuspected nightly sleep with him.
What if I venture in those silent hours,
When sleep hath sealed up all mortal eyes,			When sleep has sealed all mortal eyes,
To murder him in bed? how like ye that?			Murder him in bed? How do you like that?
CAMBRIDGE.
Herein consists no safety for your self,
And, you disclosed, what shall become of us?			And you have disclosed, what should become of us?
But this day (as ye know) he will aboard--			But this day (as you know) he will take on board ...
The winds so fair--and set away for France.			So free the winds and free yourself to France.
If, as he goes, or entering in the ship,			If how he goes or enter the ship,
It might be done, then it were excellent.			It could be done, then it was awarded.
GRAY.			GRADE.
Why any of these, or, if you will, I'll cause			Why something of it or, if you like, I will cause
A present sitting of the Counsel, wherein
I will pretend some matter of such weight			I will do something about such a weight
As needs must have his royal company,			Needs must have his royal company,
And so dispatch him in the Counsel chamber.			And so they send it to the Bar Association.
CAMBRIDGE.
Tush, yet I hear not any thing to purpose.
I wonder that lord Cobham stays so long;			I wonder that Lord Cobham stays for so long;
His counsel in this case would much avail us.			His lawyer in this case would use us very much.
[They rise from the table, and the King steps in			[You get out of the table and the king occurs
to them, with his Lords.]
SCROOP.
What, shall we rise thus, and determine nothing?			What should we do and do not determine anything?
KING.			KING.
That were a shame indeed; no, sit again,			That was indeed a shame; No, sit again,
And you shall have my counsel in this case.
If you can find no way to kill this King,			If you don't find a way to kill this king,
Then you shall see how I can further ye:
Scroop's way of poison was indifferent,			Scroops poison was indifferent
But yet, being bed-fellow unto the King,			But but, bed fever for the king,
And unsuspected sleeping in his bosom,			And unexpected sleep in his breast
In mine opinion, that's the likelier way,			In my opinion this is the more likely way
For such false friends are able to do much,
And silent night is Treason's fittest friend.
Now, Cambridge, in his setting hence for France,			Well, Cambridge, in his environment, therefore for France,
Or by the way, or as he goes abroad,			Or by the way or how he goes abroad,
To do the deed, what was indifferent too,			The deed, which was indifferent, too,
Yet somewhat doubtful, might I speak my mind.			But a little doubtful, I could say my opinion.
For many reasons needless now to urge.			For many reasons to push unnecessarily now.
Mary, Lord Gray came something near the point:
To have the King at counsel, and there murder him,			Have the king with a lawyer and murder there, murdered him,
As Caesar was, amongst his dearest friends:			Like Caesar, was among his favorite friends:
None like to that, if all were of his mind.			Nobody likes it if everything was in his thoughts.
Tell me, oh tell me, you, bright honor's stains,			Tell me, oh, tell me, you, bright spots of honor,
For which of all my kindnesses to you,			For which of my kind to you
Are ye become thus traitors to your king,
And France must have the spoil of harry's life?
ALL.
Oh pardon us, dread lord.			Oh, forgive us, fear Lord.
[All kneeling.]
KING.			KING.
How, pardon ye? that were a sin indeed.			How, do you forgive? That was indeed a sin.
Drag them to death, which justly they deserve,
[They lead them away.]			[They lead them away.]
And France shall dearly buy this villainy,
So soon as we set footing on her breast.			As soon as we put her chest on her chest.
God have the praise for our deliverance;			God has praise for our liberation;
And next, our thanks, Lord Cobham, is to thee,			And next is our thanks, Lord Cobham, for you,
True perfect mirror of nobility.			True perfect mirror of the nobility.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE II. A high road near St. Albans.			Act V. Scene II. A high road near St. Albans.
[Enter Priest and Doll.]			[Enter priests and dolls.]
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Come, Doll, come; be merry, wench.			Come on, doll, come; Be happy, Wiech.
Farewell, Kent, we are not fond for thee.
Be lusty, my lass, come, for Lancashire,			Be lusty, my girl, come, for Lancashire,
We must nip the Boung for these crowns.			We have to extend the hops for these crowns.
DOLL.
Why, is all the gold spent already that you had the			Why is all the gold you have already spent that you had that
other day?			Recently?
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Gone, Doll, gone; flown, spent, vanished: the devil,			Way, doll, gone; flown, output, disappeared: the devil,
drink and the dice has devoured all.			The drink and the cubes have devoured everyone.
DOLL.
You might have left me in Kent, that you might, until			You might have left me in Kent so that you could, until
you had been better provided, I could have stayed at			They were better made available, I could have stayed
Cobham.			Cobham.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
No, Doll, no, I'll none of that; Kent's too hot, Doll,			No, doll, no, I don't get any of it; Kent is too hot, doll,
Kent's too hot. The weathercock of Wrotham will
crow no longer: we have pluckt him, he has lost			No more crow: we turned him, he lost
his feathers; I have pruned him bare, left him thrice;			his feathers; I cut him naked, left him three times;
is moulted, is moulted, wench.
DOLL.
Faith, sir John, I might have gone to service again;			Believe, Sir John, I might have went back to service;
old master Harpoole told me he would provide me a
mistress.			Herrin.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Peace, Doll, peace. Come, mad wench, I'll make thee			Peace, doll, peace. Come on, crazy Wench, I'll do you
an honest woman; we'll into Lancashire to our friends:
the troth is, I'll marry thee. We want but a little money			The troth is, I'll marry you. We just want a little money
to buy us a horse, and to spend by the way; the next			Buy us a horse and spend it by the way; the next
sheep that comes shall lose his fleece, we'll have these			Sheep that come will lose his fleece, we will have them
crowns, wench, I warrant thee.			Crowns, Wuber, I guarantee you.
[Enter the Irish man with his master slain.]			[Enter the Irish man with slain master.]
Stay, who comes here? some Irish villain, me thinks,			Stay, who comes here? An Irish villain, I think,
that has slain a man, and draws him out of the way to			That killed a man and pull him out of the way
rifle him. Stand close, Doll, we'll see the end.			Drive him. Stand nearby, doll, we will see the end.
[The Irish man falls to rifle his master.]			[The Irish man falls to protect his master.]
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Alas, poe mester, Sir Rishard Lee, be saint Patrick is			Alas, Poe Mester, Sir Rishard Lee, Sei der Heilige Patrick
rob and cut thy trote for dee shaine, and dy money, and
dee gold ring be me truly: is love thee well, but now dow
be kill, thee bee shitten kanave.			Be killing, you sent Kanave.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Stand, sirra; what art thou?			Stand, sirra; Which art?
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Be saint Patrick, mester, is pore Irisman, is a leufter.			Be Saint Patrick, Mester, is a pores Irisman, is a leufter.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Sirra, sirra, you are a damned rogue; you have killed a			Sirra, Sirra, you are a damned villain; You killed A
man here, and rifled him of all that he has. Sblood, you
rogue, deliver, or I'll not leave you so much as an Irish			Rogue, deliver or I won't leave them so much as Irish
hair above your shoulders, you whoreson Irish dog.			Hair over your shoulders, you whoreson irish dog.
Sirra, untruss presently; come, off and dispatch, or by			Sirra, non -drinking at the moment; come out and send or from
this cross I'll fetch your head off as clean as a bark.			This cross will pick up your head as clean as a bark.
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Wee's me, saint Patrick! Ise kill me mester for chain			Wee I, Saint Patrick! Ise killed me for the chain
and his ring, and nows be rob of all: mee's undoo.			And his ring and now Rob is from everyone: Mees Unoo.
[Priest robs him.]			[Priest robs him.]
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Avant, you rascal! Go, sirra, be walking. Come, Doll,			Avant, you ruffle! Go, sirra, go. Come on, doll,
the devil laughs, when one thief robs another: come,			The devil laughs when one thief robbed another: Come on,
mad wench, we'll to saint Albans, and revel in our			Mad Wench, we become Saint Albans and in our indulgence
bower; hey, my brave girl.			Arbor; Hey, my brave girl.
DOLL.
O thou art old sir John when all's done, yfaith.			O You are old sir John when everything is finished, yfaith.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE III. St. Albans. The entrance of a			Act V. Scene III. St. Albans. The input of A
carrier's inn.
[Enter the host of the Bell with the Irish man.]
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Be me tro, mester, is pore Irisman, is want ludging, is			Be Tro, Mester, Pore is Irisman, Will Ludging, is
have no money, is starve and cold: good mester, give			have no money, starved and cold: good mester, give
her some meat; is famise and tie.			they some meat; Is Famise and tie.
HOST.			HOST.
Yfaith, my fellow, I have no lodging, but what I keep			Yfaith, my guy, I have no accommodation, but what I think
for my guess, that I may not disappoint: as for meat
thou shalt have such as there is, & if thou wilt lie in			You should have as there is, and when you were in there
the barn, there's fair straw, and room enough.
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Is thank my mester hartily, de straw is good bed for me.
HOST.			HOST.
Ho, Robin!			Ho, Robin!
ROBIN.
Who calls?			Who is calling?
HOST.			HOST.
Shew this poor Irishman into the barn; go, sirra.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
[Enter carrier and Kate.]			[Enter Carrier and Kate.]
CLUB.			SOCIETY.
Ho, who's within here? who looks to the horses?			HO, who is here? Who looks at the horses?
God's hat! here's fine work: the hens in the manger,
and the hogs in the litter. A bots found you all; here's
a house well looked to, yvaith.			A house looked at Yvaith.
KATE.			Kate.
Mas, goffe Club, I'se very cawd.			Mas, Goffe Club, I'm very Cawd.
CLUB.			SOCIETY.
Get in, Kate, get in to fire and warm thee. Ho! John			Get in, Kate, climb into the fire and heat you. HO! John
Hostler.			Stallows.
[Enter Hostler.]			[Enter Hostler.]
HOSTLER.			Stallows.
What, gaffer Club? welcome to saint Albans. How does			What, Gaffer Club? Welcome to Saint Albans. How are you
all our friends in Lancashire?			All of our friends in Lancashire?
CLUB.			SOCIETY.
Well, God have mercy, John; how does Tom; where's he?			Well, God has mercy, John; How does Tom; where they?
HOSTLER.			Stallows.
O, Tom is gone from hence; he's at the three horse-loves
at Stony-stratford. How does old Dick Dunne?
CLUB.			SOCIETY.
God's hat, old Dunne has been moyerd in a slough in
Brickhill-lane, a plague found it; yonder is such			Brickhill-Lane, a plague found it; Yonder is like that
abomination weather as never was seen.			Creepy weather, as it has never been seen.
HOSTLER.			Stallows.
God's hat, thief, have one half peck of peas and oats more
for that: as I am John Ostler, he has been ever as good a			For: When I am John Ostler, he was always so good a
jade as ever travelled.			Jade traveled as always.
CLUB.			SOCIETY.
Faith, well said, old Jack; thou art the old lad still.			Believe, well said, old Jack; You are still the old boy.
HOSTLER.			Stallows.
Come, Gaffer Club, unload, unload, and get to supper, and			Come, Gaffer Club, unload, unload and come to dinner and come and
I'll rub dun the while. Come.			I won't rub it for the while. Come.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE IV. The same. A room in the carrier's inn.			Act V. Scene IV. The same. A room in the interface.
[Enter the host, sir John Old-castle, and Harpoole.]			[Enter the host, Sir John Old-Castle and Harpoole.]
HOST.			HOST.
Sir, you are welcome to this house, to such as here is with			Sir, you are welcome in this house, like here it is with
all my heart, but, by the mass, I fear your lodging will be
the worst. I have but two beds, and they are both in a
chamber, and the carrier and his daughter lies in the one,			Chamber and the carrier and his daughter are in one
and you and your wife must lie in the other.			And you and your wife have to lie in the other.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
In faith, sir, for my self I do not greatly pass.			In belief, sir, for myself I'm not over very.
My wife is weary, and would be at rest,
For we have travelled very far today;			Because we traveled very far today;
We must be content with such as you have.
HOST.			HOST.
But I cannot tell how to do with your man.			But I can't say how I have to do with your husband.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
What, hast thou never an empty room in thy house for me?
HOST.			HOST.
Not a bed, by my troth: there came a poor Irish man, and
I lodged him in the barn, where he has fair straw, though			I housed him in the barn where he has a fair straw
he have nothing else.			He has nothing else.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Well, mine host, I pray thee help me to a pair of fair
sheets, and I'll go lodge with him.			Leaves and I will lodge with him.
HOST.			HOST.
By the mass, that thou shalt; a good pair of hempen			Through the mass that you should; A good couple of hempen
sheets, were never lain in: Come.			Leaves were never in: come.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE V. The same. A street.
[Enter Constable, Mayor, and Watch.]
MAYOR.
What? have you searched the town?
CONSTABLE.
All the town, sir; we have not left a house			The whole city, sir; We didn't leave a house
unsearched that uses to lodge.			Excepted that it uses for the lodge.
MAYOR.
Surely, my lord of Rochester was then deceived,			Certainly my gentleman of Rochester was then deceived,
Or ill informed of sir John Old-castle,			Or poorly informed about Sir John Old-Castle,
Or if he came this way he's past the town.
He could not else have scaped you in the search.			He could no longer have affected you in the search.
CONSTABLE.
The privy watch hath been abroad all night,
And not a stranger lodgeth in the town			And no strange lodge in the city
But he is known; only a lusty priest			But he is known; Just a pleasant priest
We found in bed with a pretty wench,			We found in bed with a pretty Wuber
That says she is his wife--yonder at the sheeres;
But we have charged the host with his forth coming			But we charged the host when his Forth comes
Tomorrow morning.			Tomorrow morning.
MAYOR.
What think you best to do?			What do you think best?
CONSTABLE.
Faith, master mayor, here's a few straggling houses
beyond the bridge, and a little Inn where carriers use			Beyond the bridge and a small inn in which the carrier use
to lodge, though I think sure he would ne'er lodge			to lodge even though I think he wouldn't loden
there: but we'll go search, & the rather, because there			There: but we will search and rather because there
came notice to the town the last night of an Irish man,
that had done a murder, whom we are to make search for.
MAYOR.
Come, I pray you, and be circumspect.			Come on, I pray you and am careful.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE VI. The same. Before the Carrier's Inn.			Act V. Scene VI. The same. In front of the wearer.
Enter Watch.
FIRST WATCH.			First o'clock.
First beset the house, before you begin the search.			Before you start searching.
SECOND WATCH.			Second o'clock.
Content; every man take a several place.			Contents; Every man takes a place.
[Here is heard a great noise within. Keep, keep,
strike him down there, down with him]]
[Enter Constable with the Irish man in Harpoole's			[Enter Constable with the Irish man in Harpoolers
apparel.]			Dress.]
CONSTABLE.
Come, you villainous heretic, confess where your			Come on, you malignant heretics, confess where you are
master is.
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Vat mester?			VAT champions?
MAYOR.
Vat mester, you counterfeit rebel? this shall not serve			Vat Mester, did you fake rebels? This must not serve
your turn.
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Be sent Patrick I ha no mester.			Be felt Patrick and no mester.
CONSTABLE.
Where's the lord Cobham, sir John Old-castle, that
lately is escaped out of the Tower?			Has the tower fled lately?
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Vat lort Cobham?			Vat Lort Cobham?
MAYOR.
You counterfeit, this shall not serve you; we'll torture
you, we'll make you to confess where that arch-heretic,			You, we will make you confess where this Archherve,
Lord Cobham, is: come, bind him fast.
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Ahone, ahone, ahone, a Cree!			Ahone, Ahone, Ahone, a Cree!
CONSTABLE.
Ahone, you crafty rascal!			Ahone, you clever rascal!
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE VII. The same. The yard of the Inn.
[Lord Cobham comes out in his gown stealing.]			[Lord Cobham comes out in his dress.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Harpoole, Harpoole, I hear a marvelous noise about			Harpoolers, harpoolers, I hear a wonderful sound of it
the house: God warrant us, I fear we are pursued:			The house: God justify us, I'm afraid, we are persecuted:
what, Harpoole.			Was, Harpoole.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
[Within.] Who calls there?			[Within.] Who calls there?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Tis I; dost thou not hear a noise about the house?			TIS I; Do you hear no sound over the house?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Yes, mary, do I:--zwounds, I can not find my hose;			Yes, Mary, I: -Wounds, I can't find my hose;
this Irish rascal that was lodged with me all night			This Irish rascal that was with me all night
hath stolen my apparel, and has left me nothing but			Has stolen my clothes and have nothing more than
a lowsy mantle, and a pair of brogues. Get up, get			A school -like coat and a few Brogues. Get up, get
up, and if the carrier and his wench be asleep, change			Up, and when the carrier and his Wubl sleep, change
you with them as he hath done with me, and see if			You with them how he did it with me and see if
we can escape.			We can escape.
[Exit lord Cobham.]			[Lord Cobham output]
[A hoise again heard about the house, a pretty while;			[A hoise heard from the house again, pretty;
then enter the Constable, meeting Harpoole in the			Then enter the police officer and meet harpoolers in the
Irish man's apparel.]			Clothing of the Irish man.]
CONSTABLE.
Stand close, here comes the Irish man that did the			Stand nearby, here comes the Irish man who did it
murther; by all tokens, this is he.			mis; After all token this is he.
MAYOR.
And perceiving the house beset, would get away.			And recognizing the perceived house would come away.
Stand, sirra.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
What are thou that bidst me stand?
CONSTABLE.
I am the Officer, and am come to search for an Irish			I am the officer and come to look for an Irish
man, such a villain as thy self, that hast murthered a
man this last night by the high way.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Sblood, Constable, art thou mad? am I an Irish man?
MAYOR.
Sirra, we'll find you an Irish man before we part: lay
hold upon him.			Feasts on him.
CONSTABLE.
Make him fast. O thou bloody rogue!
[Enter Lord Cobham and his lady in the carrier and			[Enter Lord Cobham and his lady in the wearer and
wenches apparel.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
What, will these Ostlers sleep all day?			What, will these easterners sleep all day?
Good morrow, good morrow. Come, wench, come.			Good morning, good morning. Come on, Wench, come.
Saddle! saddle! Now afore God too fair days, ha?
CONSTABLE.
Who comes there?
MAYOR.
Oh, tis Lancashire carrier; let him pass.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
What, will no body open the gates here?			What, will no body open the gates here?
Come, let's int stable to look to our capons.			Come on, let's look stable at our Kapons.
[Exeunt Cobham and his Lady.]
[The carrier calling.]
CLUB.			SOCIETY.
[Calling.] Host! why ostler! zwooks, here's such a			[Call.] Host! Why Ostler! Zwooks, here is one
bomination company of boys. A pox of this pigsty			Bomination Company of Boys. A smallpox of this pig
at the house end: it fills all the house full of fleas.			At the end of the house: it fills the entire house full of fleas.
Ostler! ostler!			Stalled knit! Stalled knit!
[Enter Ostler.]			[Enter Eastler.]
OSTLER.			Stallows.
Who calls there? what would you have?
CLUB.			SOCIETY.
Zwooks, do you rob your guests? do you lodge rogues			Zwooks, do you rob your guests? Are you lodging villains?
and slaves, and scoundrels, ha? they ha stolen our clothes
here: why, ostler!
OSTLER.			Stallows.
A murrein choke you, what a bawlin you keep.			A murrein -choke yourself what a Bawlin you think.
[Enter Host.]
HOST.			HOST.
How now, what would the carrier have? look up there.			How would the wearer have now, what would the wearer have? Look up there.
OSTLER.			Stallows.
They say that the man and woman that lay by them have			They say that the man and the woman who lay through them have
stolen their clothes.			stole their clothes.
HOST.			HOST.
What, are the strange folks up yet that come in yester night?			What are the strange people who come last night?
CONSTABLE.
What, mine host, up so early?			What, my host, so early?
HOST.			HOST.
What, master Mayor, and master Constable!			What, Mayor and Master Constable!
MAYOR.
We are come to seek for some suspected persons,			We came to look for a few alleged persons
And such as here we found, have apprehended.			And as here we found.
[Enter the Carrier and Kate in lord Cobham and ladies apparel.]			[Enter the carrier and Kate in Lord Cobham and women's clothing.]
CONSTABLE.
Who comes here?			Who comes here?
CLUB.			SOCIETY.
Who comes here? a plague found ome! you bawl, quoth a!			Who comes here? A plague found ome! You begged yourself, quoth a!
ods hat, I'll forzwear your house: you lodged a fellow and			Ods Hut, I will continue your house
his wife by that ha run away with our parrel, and left us such
gew-gaws here!--Come Kate, come to me, thowse dizeard,			Wi-gaws'!-Catch kate, come to me, thtso diceard,
yfaith.			Yfaith.
MAYOR.
Mine host, know you this man?
HOST.			HOST.
Yes, master Mayor, I'll give my word for him. Why, neighbor			Yes, master mayor, I will give my word for him. Why, neighbor
Club, how comes this gear about?			Club, how does this equipment come?
KATE.			Kate.
Now, a fowl ont, I can not make this gew-gaw stand on my			Now, a poultry, I can't leave this green gaw on mine
head: now the lads and the lasses won flout me too too--			Head: Now the boys and the girls have caught with me ...
CONSTABLE.
How came this man and woman thus attired?			How did this man and this woman get so dressed?
HOST.			HOST.
Here came a man and woman hither this last night, which I did			Here a man and a woman came here last night, which I did
take for substantial people, and lodged all in one chamber by
these folks, me thinks, have been so bold to change apparel,			These people, I think, were so brave to change clothes,
and gone away this morning ere they rose.			And went away this morning before they are canceled.
MAYOR.
That was that villain traitor, Old-castle, that thus escaped us:			That was this villain, the old box that escaped us like this:
make out hue and cry yet after him, keep fast that traitorous			Make a hue and cry and cry for him, keep these treacherous traitors quickly
rebel, his servant, there: farewell, mine host.
CARRIER.
Come, Kate Owdham, thou and Ise trimly dizard.			Come on, Kate Owdham, Du and Ise Trimly Dizard.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE VIII. A wood near St. Albans.
[Enter sir John Old-castle, and his Lady disguised.]			[Enter Sir John Old-Castle and his lady disguised.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Come, Madam, happily escaped; here let us sit.
This place is far remote from any path,			This place is far from every way.
And here awhile our weary limbs may rest,			And here for a while our tired members can rest,
To take refreshing, free from the pursuit			Refreshing, free of the persecution
Of envious Rochester.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
But where, my Lord,
Shall we find rest for our disquiet minds?			Should we find peace for our unrest?
There dwell untamed thoughts that hardly stop,			There lived there untamed thoughts that hardly stop,
To such abasement of disdained rags.
We were not wont to travel thus by night,
Especially on foot.			Especially on foot.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
No matter, love;
Extremities admit no better choice,
And were it not for thee, say froward time			And it wasn't for you, let's say the time of the Froward
Imposed a greater task, I would esteem it			I have imposed a bigger task, I would appreciate it
As lightly as the wind that blows upon us;			As light as the wind blows on us;
But in thy sufference I am doubly tasked.			But in your suffering I am twice commissioned.
Thou wast not wont to have the earth thy stool,			You won't have your chair to the earth, not to have
Nor the moist dewy grass thy pillow, nor
Thy chamber to be the wide horizon.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
How can it seem a trouble, having you			How can it be a problem to have it?
A partner with me in the worst I feel?			A partner with me in the worst that I feel?
No, gentle Lord, your presence would give ease
To death it self, should he now seize upon me.
Behold what my foresight hath underta'en			See what my foresight has undertook
[Here's bread and cheese & a bottle.]			[Here are bread and cheese & a bottle.]
For fear we faint; they are but homely cates,
Yet sauced with hunger, they may seem as sweet			But with hunger she might be so cute
As greater dainties we were wont to taste.			We were unable to taste as larger dinties.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Praise be to him whose plenty sends both this			He is praise to him, whose provisions both send
And all things else our mortal bodies need;			And all things that our mortal bodies need otherwise;
Nor scorn we this poor feeding, nor the state			We still despise this poor feeding, still the state
We now are in, for what is it on earth,			We are now in there, what is it on earth
Nay, under heaven, continues at a stay?			No, under heaven, continues during a stay?
Ebbs not the sea, when it hath overflown?
Follows not darkness when the day is gone?			Doesn't darkness follow when the day is gone?
And see we not sometime the eye of heaven			And we don't see the eye of heaven at some point
Dimmed with overflying clouds: there's not that work			Doubled with high -flying clouds: there is no such thing
Of careful nature, or of cunning art,			Of careful nature or cunning art,
(How strong, how beauteous, or how rich it be)			(How strong, how beautiful or how rich it is)
But falls in time to ruin. Here, gentle Madame,			But falls in time to ruin. Here, gentle madame,
In this one draught I wash my sorrow down.			In this one draft I wash my grief.
[Drinks.]
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
And I, encouraged with your cheerful speech,			And I encourage her happy speech
Will do the like.			Will like that.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Pray God poor Harpoole come.			Pray God poor harpoolers come.
If he should fall into the Bishop's hands,
Or not remember where we bade him meet us,			Or don't remember where we meet him, how we meet
It were the thing of all things else, that now			It was the thing of all things that now
Could breed revolt in this new peace of mind.			Could breed revolt in this new soul peace.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
Fear not, my Lord, he's witty to devise,			Don't be afraid, my Lord, he is funny to develop,
And strong to execute a present shift.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
That power be still his guide hath guided us!			This force is still his guide has led us!
My drowsy eyes wax heavy: early rising,			My sleepy eyes grow heavily: get up early,
Together with the travel we have had,			Together with the trip we had
Make me that I could gladly take a nap,			Make me that I could like to make a nap
Were I persuaded we might be secure.			If I were convinced, we could be sure.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
Let that depend on me: whilst you do sleep,
I'll watch that no misfortune happen us.			I will see that no misfortune will happen to us.
Lay then your head upon my lap, sweet Lord,			Then put your head on my lap, sweet lord,
And boldly take your rest.			And boldly rests.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
I shall, dear wife,			I will, dear wife,
Be too much trouble to thee.			Be too much trouble to you.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
Urge not that;			Didn't urge that;
My duty binds me, and your love commands.
I would I had the skill with tuned voice			I would have the ability with a coordinated voice
To draw on sleep with some sweet melody,			To pull on sleep with a little sweet melody,
But imperfection, and unaptness too,			But imperfection and impossibility too,
Are both repugnant: fear insert the one,			Are both repulsive: Insert fear of one,
The other nature hath denied me use.			The other nature refused me.
But what talk I of means to purchase that,			But what conversation does I mean to buy that,
Is freely happened? sleep with gentle hand			Has happened freely? sleep with a gentle hand
Hath shut his eye-lids. Oh victorious labour,			Has his eye blades closed. Oh victory work,
How soon thy power can charm the bodies sense?			How quickly can your power the body for the sense of the point of the charm?
And now thou likewise climbst unto my brain,
Making my heavy temples stoop to thee.
Great God of heaven from danger keep us free.			Great god of heaven keeps us free.
[Both sleep.]
[Enter sir Richard Lee, and his men.]			[Enter Sir Richard Lee and his men.]
LEE.
A murder closely done, and in my ground?
Search carefully, if any where it were,			Search carefully, if at all where it was
This obscure thicket is the likeliest place.			This dark thicket is the most likely place.
SERVANT.			KNECHT.
Sir, I have found the body stiff with cold,
And mangled cruelly with many wounds.			And cruelly mutilated with many wounds.
LEE.
Look if thou knowest him, turn his body up.--			Look when you know him, turn his body up .---
Alack, it is my son, my son and heir,			Alack, it's my son, my son and heritage,
Whom two years since I sent to Ireland,			Who sent to Ireland for two years,
To practice there the discipline of war,			To practice the discipline of the war there,
And coming home (for so he wrote to me)			And come home (because that's how he wrote me)
Some savage heart, some bloody devilish hand,			Something wild heart, some bloody devilish hand,
Either in hate, or thirsting for his coin,
Hath here sluiced out his blood. Unhappy hour,
Accursed place, but most inconstant fate,
That hadst reserved him from the bullet's fire,
And suffered him to scape the wood-karn's fury,			And let him prevent the anger of the wooden car,
Didst here ordain the treasure of his life,
(Even here within the arms of tender peace,
And where security gave greatest hope)			And where security gave the greatest hope)
To be consumed by treason's wasteful hand!			Be consumed by the wasteful hand of the betrayal!
And what is most afflicting to my soul,			And what is the most about my soul
That this his death and murther should be wrought
Without the knowledge by whose means twas done.
SECOND SERVANT.			Second servant.
Not so, sir; I have found the authors of it.			Not so, sir; I found the authors of it.
See where they sit, and in their bloody fists,			See where they sit and in their bloody fists
The fatal instruments of death and sin.			The fatal instruments of death and sin.
LEE.
Just judgement of that power, whose gracious eye,			Only judgment about this force, its kind eye,
Loathing the sight of such a heinous fact,			The sight of such a hideous fact,
Dazzled their senses with benumbing sleep,			Blinded her senses with benumbing sleep,
Till their unhallowed treachery were known!
Awake, ye monsters; murderers, awake;
Tremble for horror; blush, you cannot choose,			Tremors for horror; Blush, you cannot choose
Beholding this inhumane deed of yours.			I see your inhuman act from you.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
What mean you, sir, to trouble weary souls,			What does it mean to worry about tired souls,
And interrupt us of our quiet sleep?
LEE.
Oh devilish! can you boast unto your selves			Oh devil! Can you boast of yourself?
Of quiet sleep, having within your hearts			Of quiet sleep, have in your hearts
The guilt of murder waking, that with cries			Wakes up the guilt of the murder that screams
Deafs the loud thunder, and solicits heaven
With more than Mandrake's shrieks for your offence?
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
What murder? you upbraid us wrongfully.			Which murder? You have incorrectly expanded us.
LEE.
Can you deny the fact? see you not here			Can you deny the fact? We don't see each other here
The body of my son by you mis-done?			My son's body measures you?
Look on his wounds, look on his purple hue:			Look at his wounds, look at his purple shade:
Do we not find you where the deed was done?			Don't we find them where the crime was finished?
Were not your knives fast closed in your hands?			Wer your knives not quickly closed in your hands?
Is not this cloth an argument beside,
Thus stained and spotted with his innocent blood?			So colored and spotted with his innocent blood?
These speaking characters, were nothing else			These speaking characters were nothing else
To plead against ye, would convict you both.			To ask you against you, would condemn both of you.
Bring them away, bereavers of my joy.			Bring her away, beams of my joy.
At Hartford, where the Sizes now are kept,
Their lives shall answer for my son's lost life.			Her life will answer for my son's lost life.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
As we are innocent, so may we speed.			Since we are innocent, we can accelerate so.
LEE.
As I am wronged, so may the law proceed.			Since I am wrong, the law can go on like this.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE IX. St. Albans.			Nude V. Sene IX. St. Albans.
[Enter bishop of Rochester, constable of St. Albans,			[Enter Bishop of Rochester, police officer of St. Albans,
with sir John of Wrotham, Doll his wench, and the			with Sir John von Wrotham, doll his Wench and the
Irishman in Harpoole's apparel.]			Irish in Harpool's clothing.]
BISHOP.
What intricate confusion have we here?			What complicated confusion do we have here?
Not two hours since we apprehended one,			Not two hours since we arrested one
In habit Irish, but in speech not so:			In habit Irish, but not in language:
And now you bring another, that in speech			And now they bring another one in the language
Is altogether Irish, but in habit
Seems to be English: yea and more than so,			Seems to be English: yes and more than that
The servant of that heretic Lord Cobham.			The servant of this heretical Lord Cobham.
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Fait, me be no servant of the lord Cobham,			Fait, I am not a servant of Lord Cobham.
Me be Mack Chane of Vister.
BISHOP.
Otherwise called Harpoole of Kent; go to, sir,			Otherwise called Harpoole by Kent; Go to, sir,
You cannot blind us with your broken Irish.			You cannot blind us with your broken Irish.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Trust me, my Lord Bishop, whether Irish,			Trust me, my Lord Bishop, whether Iren,
Or English, Harpoole or not Harpoole, that
I leave to be decided by the trial:			I go through the process:
But sure I am this man by face and speech			But sure, I am this man of face and language
Is he that murdered young sir Richard Lee--			Is that young Sir Richard Lee-Ermurdet?
I met him presently upon the fact--			I currently met him on the fact
And that he slew his master for that gold;			And that he hit his master for this gold;
Those jewels, and that chain I took from him.			These jewels and this chain that I took away from him.
BISHOP.
Well, our affairs do call us back to London,			Well, our matters call us back to London.
So that we cannot prosecute the cause,			So that we cannot follow the matter
As we desire to do; therefore we leave
The charge with you, to see they be conveyed			The fee with you to see that they are transmitted
To Hartford Sise: both this counterfeit
And you, sir John of Wrotham, and your wench,
For you are culpable as well as they,			Because they are as good as they are
Though not for murder, yet for felony.			Although not because of murder, still because of crimes.
But since you are the means to bring to light			But since they are the means to bring to light
This graceless murder, you shall bear with you			This grazisless murder, you should endure with yourself
Our letters to the Judges of the bench,			Our letters to the judges of the bank,
To be your friends in what they lawful may.			To your friends in what she is allowed to law.
BISHOP.
So, away with them.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
ACT V. SCENE X. Hertford. A Hall of Justice.			Act V. Scene X. Hertford. A hall of justice.
[Enter Gaoler and his man, bringing forth Old-castle.]			[Enter Gaoler and his husband and bring out old box.]
GAOLER.			Prison guard.
Bring forth the prisoners, see the court prepared;			Bring out the prisoners, see the court prepared;
The Justices are coming to the bench.			The judges come to the bench.
So, let him stand; away, and fetch the rest.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Oh, give me patience to endure this scourge,			Oh, give me patience to endure this scourge,
Thou that art fountain of that virtuous stream,			You of this art fountain of this virtuous current,
And though contempt, false witness, and reproach			And although contempt, false witness and accusation
Hang on these iron gyves, to press my life			Hold on these iron hyves to press my life
As low as earth, yet strengthen me with faith,
That I may mount in spirit above the clouds.			So that I can climb over the clouds in the mind.
[Enter Gaoler, bringing in Lady Old-castle and			[Enter Gaoler, bring in Lady Old-Castle and
Harpoole.]
Here comes my lady: sorrow, tis for her			Here comes my lady: grief, it for her
Thy wound is grievous; else I scoff at thee.			Your wound is difficult; Otherwise I mocked you.
What, and poor Harpoole! art thou ith bryars too?			What and poor harpoolers! Do you also artific Bryars?
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Ifaith, my Lord, I am in, get out how I can.			IFAITH, my lord, I'm in, come out how I can.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
Say, gentle Lord, for now we are alone,
And may confer, shall we confess in brief,			And can lend, we should confess briefly,
Of whence, and what we are, and so prevent			Where and what we are and so prevent
The accusation is commenced against us?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
What will that help us? being known, sweet love,
We shall for heresy be put to death,			We will be killed for heresy,
For so they term the religion we profess.
No, if it be ordained we must die,
And at this instant, this our comfort be,
That of the guilt imposed, our souls are free.			The guilt that was imposed are our souls free.
HARPOOLE.			Harpoole.
Yea, yea, my lord, Harpoole is so resolved.			Yes, yes, my lord, Harpoole is so determined.
I wreak of death the less, in that I die			I have less of death because I die than I die
Not by the sentence of that envious priest
The Bishop of Rochester: oh, were it he,			The Bishop of Rochester: Oh, it was he, he,
Or by his means that I should suffer here,
It would be double torment to my soul.			It would be a double agony for my soul.
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
Well, be it then according as heaven please.
[Enter lord Judge, two Justices, Mayor of Saint			[Enter Lord Richter, two judges, Mayor of Saint
Albans, lord Powesse and his lady, and old sir			Albans, Lord Powesse and his lady and old man
Richard Lee: the Judge and Justices take their			Richard Lee: The judge and the judges take theirs
places.]
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
Now, Master Mayor, what gentleman is that,			Well, master mayor, what the Lord is,
You bring with you before us and the bench?			Do you bring with us and the bank?
MAYOR.
The Lord Powis, if it like your honor,			The Lord Powis if it likes your honor,
And this his Lady, travelling toward Wales,
Who, for they lodged last night within my house,			Who, because they housed in my house last night,
And my Lord Bishop did lay search for such,			And my Lord Bishop was looking for such
Were very willing to come on with me,			Were very ready to come with me
Lest for their sakes suspicion me might wrong.			So that your suspicion of Sakes couldn't be wrong.
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
We cry your honor mercy, good my Lord,			We cry your honor, grace, good my lord,
Wilt please ye take your place. Madame, your ladyship
May here or where you will repose your self,
Until this business now in hand be past.			Until this business is over in the hand.
LADY POWIS.
I will withdraw into some other room,
So that your Lordship and the rest be pleased.			So that your rule and the rest are delighted.
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
With all our hearts: attend the Lady there.			With all our hearts: visit the lady there.
LORD POWIS.			Lord Powis.
Wife, I have eyed yond prisoners all this while,			Woman, I have all the prisoners in the prisoners in my eyes while while
And my conceit doth tell me, tis our friend,
The noble Cobham, and his virtuous Lady.			The noble Cobham and his virtuous woman.
LADY POWIS.
I think no less: are they suspected, trow ye,			I don't think less: if you suspect, grain her,
For doing of this murder?
LORD POWIS.			Lord Powis.
What is means			What it means
I cannot tell, but we shall know anon.			I can't say it, but we will know anon.
Mean space as you pass by them, ask the question,
But do it secretly, you be not seen,			But do it secretly, you won't be seen
And make some sign that I may know your mind.			And make a sign that I know your mind.
LADY POWIS.
My Lord Cobham? madam?
[As she passeth over the stage by them.]			[When she passed the stage of them.]
COBHAM.			Cobham.
No Cobham now, nor madam, as you love us,			No cobham now, nor Madam as you love us,
But John of Lancashire, and Ione his wife.			But John von Lancashire and Ione, his wife.
LADY POWIS.
Oh tell, what is it that our love can do,			Oh, say what can our love do
To pleasure you? for we are bound to you.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Nothing but this, that you conceal our names;			Nothing but that they hide our names;
So, gentle lady, pass for being spied.			So, gentle lady, there is because he was spied on.
LADY POWIS.
My heart I leave, to bear part of your grief.			I go my heart to wear part of your grief.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
Call the prisoners to the bar. Sir Richard Lee,			Call the prisoners for bar. Sir Richard Lee,
What evidence can you bring against these people,			What evidence can you bring against these people
To prove them guilty of the murder done?
LEE.
This bloody towel and these naked knives,			This bloody towel and these bare knives,
Beside we found them sitting by the place,
Where the dead body lay, within a bush.			Where the body lay within a bush.
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
What answer you why law should not proceed,			What answer, why the law should not continue,
According to the evidence given in,
To tax ye with the penalty of death?			Taxed you with the death penalty of death points?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
That we are free from murder's very thoughts,
And know not how the gentleman was slain.
FIRST JUSTICE.			First justice.
How came this linen cloth so bloody then?			How did this linen to get so bloody back then?
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
My husband hot with travelling, my lord,			My husband hot with travel, my lord,
His nose gushed out a bleeding, that was it.
SECOND JUSTICE.			Second justice.
But wherefore were your sharp edged knives			But why were their sharp -edged knives
unsheathed?			The young picture?
LADY COBHAM.			Lady Cobham.
To cut such simple victual as we had.
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
Say we admit this answer to those articles,			Say we give this answer to these articles
What made ye in so private a dark nook,			What did she do in such a privately a dark corner
So far remote from any common path,			So far away from every way together,
As was the thick where the dead corpse was thrown?			How was the thickness where the dead body was thrown?
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Journeying, my lord, from London from the term,			Travel, my master, from London from the semester,
Down into Lancashire where we do dwell,
And what with age and travel being faint,			And what to be weak with age and travel,
We gladly sought a place where we might rest,
Free from resort of other passengers,			Free of other passengers,
And so we strayed into that secret corner.			And so we pushed into this secret corner.
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
These are but ambages to drive of time,			These are just ambages to drive time,
And linger Justice from her purposed end.			And linger justice from their sealed end.
But who are these?
[Enter the Constable, bringing in the Irishman, sir			[Enter the police officer and bring in the Irish, Sir
John of Wrotham, and Doll.]			John von Wrotham and doll.]
CONSTABLE.
Stay Judgement, and release those innocents,			Remain judgment and release these innocents,
For here is he, whose hand hath done the deed,
For which they stand indicted at the bar,--			For which they are accused of at the bar,-
This savage villain, this rude Irish slave.			This wild villain, this rude Irish slave.
His tongue already hath confessed the fact,			His tongue has already stood the fact
And here is witness to confirm as much.			And here is a witness to confirm so much.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Yes, my good Lords, no sooner had he slain			Yes, my good gentlemen, barely earlier, he had killed
His loving master for the wealth he had,			His loving master for the wealth he had
But I upon the instant met with him,			But I met with him at the moment
And what he purchased with the loss of blood:			And what he bought with the blood loss:
With strokes I presently bereaved him of;			I was currently trudging from him with lines;
Some of the which is spent, the rest remaining			Some of the issued, the rest left
I willingly surrender to the hands			I willingly pour my hands
Of old sir Richard Lee, as being his.			By Old Sir Richard Lee, as being.
Beside, my Lord Judge, I greet your honor
With letters from my Lord of Rochester.
[Delivers a letter.]			[Delivers a letter.]
LEE.
Is this the wolf whose thirsty throat did drink
My dear son's blood? art thou the snake
He cherished, yet with envious piercing sting			He appreciated and yet with jealous sting
Assailed him mortally? foul stigmatic,			Fatally attacked him? Foul stigmatic,
Thou venom of the country where thou livedst,
And pestilence of this: were it not that law			And pestilence of it: it wasn't so law
Stands ready to revenge thy cruelty,
Traitor to God, thy master, and to me,			Traitor to God, your master and me,
These hands should be thy executioner.			These hands should be your executioner.
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
Patience, sir Richard Lee, you shall have justice,
And he the guerdon of his base desert.			And he the guy of its base desert.
The fact is odious; therefore, take him hence,			The fact is hideous; So take him so that
And being hanged until the wretch be dead,			And hung until the misery is dead,
His body after shall be handed in chains			His body afterwards is to be handed over to chains
Near to the place where he did act the murder.			Near the place where he caused the murder.
IRISHMAN.			IRE.
Prethee, Lord shudge, let me have mine own			Prethee, Lord Shudhe, let me have mine
clothes, my strouces there, and let me be hanged			Clothing, my strouces there and let me be hung
in a with after my cuntry--the Irish--fashion.			In one with my Cuntry and Irish fashion.
[Exit.]			[Exit.]
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
Go to; away with him. And now, sir John,			Go to; away with him. And now, Sir John,
Although by you this murther came to light,
And therein you have well deserved, yet upright law,			And in that they have earned, but upright
So will not have you be excused and quit,			So you will not apologize and stop
For you did rob the Irishman, by which
You stand attainted here of felony.			You are out of crimes here.
Beside, you have been lewd, and many years			They were also indecent and many years
Led a lascivious, unbeseeming life.			Led a lascivious, undecided life.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
Oh but, my Lord, he repents, sir John repents,			Oh, but my lord, he regrets, Sir John regretted,
and he will mend.			And he will repair.
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
In hope thereof, together with the favour,			In the hope of it together with the favor,
My Lord of Rochester entreats for you,			My gentleman of Rochester asks for you
We are content you shall be proved.
SIR JOHN.			Sir John.
I thank you good Lordship.
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
These other falsely here accused, and brought
In peril wrongfully, we in like sort			In danger, we like ourselves in such a way
Do set at liberty, paying their fees.			Sit in freedom and pay your fees.
LORD POWIS.			Lord Powis.
That office, if it please ye, I will do,			The office, if please, I'll do it
For countries sake, because I know them well.			For the sake of the countries because I know them well.
They are my neighbours, therefore of my cost
Their charges shall be paid.			Your fees are paid.
LEE.
And for amends,
Touching the wrong unwittingly I have done,			I accidentally touched the wrong one, I did it
There are a few crowns more for them to drink.			There are a few more crowns to drink for them.
[Gives them a purse.]			[Gives you a wallet.]
JUDGE.			RICHTER.
Your kindness merits praise, sir Richard Lee:			Your friendliness deserves praise, Sir Richard Lee:
So let us hence.			So let us.
[Exeunt all but Lord Powis and Old-castle.]			[Exeunt all except Lord Powis and Old Castle.]
LORD POWIS.			Lord Powis.
But Powis still must stay.			But Powis still has to stay.
There yet remains a part of that true love
He owes his noble friend unsatisfied,
And unperformed, which first of all doth bind me			And unfamiliar, which initially bind me
To gratulate your lordship's safe delivery,			To dig the safe delivery of their rule,
And then entreat, that since unlooked for thus
We here are met, your honor would vouchsafe,			We met here, their honor would vouch for.
To ride with me to Wales, where to my power,
(Though not to quittance those great benefits,			(Although these great advantages do not give up, not to be tempted,
I have received of you) yet both my house,
My purse, my servants, and what else I have,			My handbag, my servants and what else I have,
Are all at your command. Deny me not;			Are all in their command. Don't deny me;
I know the Bishop's hate pursues ye so,			I know the hatred of the bishop that follows you so, so,
As there's no safety in abiding here.
COBHAM.			Cobham.
Tis true, my Lord, and God forgive him for it.			It is true, my Lord and God forgive him for it.
LORD POWIS.			Lord Powis.
Then, let us hence: you shall be straight provided			Then let us: they will be made available
Of lusty geldings, and once entered Wales,			Of lustful ramparts and once in Wales,
Well may the Bishop hunt, but, spite his face,			Well, may the bishop hunt, but despite his face,
He never more shall have the game in chase.
[Exeunt.]			[Exit.]
FINIS.			Finished.