Marlowe, Christopher · published 1594 · first performed or written 1592 [1591-1593] (Annals) history · Pembroke's Men unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 495 words
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ay, ay, and none shall know which way he died. But at his looks Lightborne thou wilt relent. Relent, ha, ha, I use much to relent. Well, do it bravely, and be secret. You shall not need to give instructions, 'tis not the first time I have killed a man, I learned in Naples how to poison flowers, To strangle with a lawn thrust through the throat, To pierce the windpipe with a needle's point, Or whilst one is asleep, to take a quill And blow a little powder in his ears, Or open his mouth, and power quick silver down, But yet I have a braver way than these. What's that? Nay, you shall pardon me, none shall know my tricks. I care not how it is, so it be not spied, Deliver this to Gurney and Matrevis, At every ten miles end thou hast a horse. Take this, away, and never see me more. No. No, unless thou bring me news of Edward's death. That will I quickly do, farewell my lord. The prince I rule, the queen do I command, And with a lowly congee to the ground, The proudest lords salute me as I pass, I seal, I cancel, I do what I will, Feared am I more than loved, let me be feared, And when I frown, make all the court look pale, I view the prince with Aristarchus' eyes, Whose looks were as a breeching to a boy, They thrust upon me the Protectorship, And sue to me for that that I desire, While at the council table, grave enough, And not unlike a bashful Puritan, First I complain of imbecility, Saying it is, onus quam gravissimum, Till being interrupted by my friends, Suscepi that provinciam as they term it, And to conclude, I am Protector now, Now is all sure, the Queen and Mortimer Shall rule the realm, the king, and none rule us, Mine enemies will I plague, my friends advance, And what I list command, who dare control, Maior sum quam cvi possit fortuna nocere, And that this be the coronation day, It pleaseth me, and Isabell the Queen, The trumpets sound, I must go take my place. Long live king Edward, by the grace of God King of England, and lord of Ireland. If any Christian, Heathen, Turk, or Iew, Dares but affirm, that Edward's not true king. And will avouch his saying with the sword, I am the Champion that will combat him. None comes, sound trumpets. Champion, here's to thee. Lord Mortimer, now take him to your charge. What traitor have we there with blades and bills? Edmund the Earl of Kent. What hath he done? 'a would have taken the king away perforce, As we were bringing him to Killingworth. Did you attempt his rescue, Edmund speak? Mortimer, I did, he is our king, And thou compel'st this prince to wear the crown. Strike off his head, he shall have martial law.
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I, I, and none shall know which way he died. But at his lookes Lightborne thou wilt relent. Relent, ha, ha, I vse much to relent. Well, do it brauely, and be secret. You shall not need to giue instructions, Tis not the first time I haue killed a man, I learnde in Naples how to poison flowers, To strangle with a lawne thrust through the throte, To pierce the wind-pipe with a needles point, Or whilst one is a sleepe, to take a quill And blowe a little powder in his eares, Or open his mouth, and powre quick siluer downe, But yet I haue a brauer way then these. Whats that? Nay, you shall pardon me, none shall knowe my trickes. I care not how it is, so it be not spide, Deliuer this to Gurney and Matrenis, At euery ten miles end thou hast a horse. Take this, away, and neuer see me more. No. No, vnlesse thou bring me newes of Edwards death. That will I quicklie do, farewell my lord. The prince I rule, the queene do I commaund, And with a lowly conge to the ground, The proudest lords salute me as I passe, I seale, I cancell, I do what I will, Feard am I more then lou'd, let me be feard, And when I frowne, make all the court looke pale, I view the prince with Aristorchus eyes, Whose lookes were as a breeching to a boye, They thrust vpon me the Protectorship, And sue to me for that that I desire, While at the councell table, graue enough, And not vnlike a bashfull paretaine, First I complaine of imbecilitie, Saying it is, onus quam grauissimum, Till being interrupted by my friends, Suscepi that prouinciam as they terme it, And to conclude, I am Protector now, Now is all sure, the Queene and Mortimer Shall rule the realme, the king, and none rule vs, Mine enemies will I plague, my friends aduance, And what I list commaund, who dare controwle, Maior sum quam cui possit fortuna nocere, And that this be the coronation day, It pleaseth me, and Isabell the Queene, The trumpets sound, I must go take my place. Long liue king Edward, by the grace of God King of England, and lorde of Ireland. If any Christian, Heathen, Turke, or Iew, Dares but affirme, that Edwards not true king. And will auouche his saying with the sworde, I am the Champion that will combate him. None comes, sound trumpets. Champion, heeres to thee. Lord Mortimer, now take him to your charge. What traitor haue wee there with blades and billes? Edmund the Earle of Kent. What hath he done? A would haue taken the king away perforce, As we were bringing him to Killingworth. Did you attempt his rescue, Edmund speake? Mortimer, I did, he is our king, And thou compelst this prince to weare the crowne. Strike off his head, he shall haue marshall lawe.