Heywood, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [1592-1599] (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea typicality 0.77 · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
Secondly it is covenanted that Lewis King of France, shall pay unto Edward King of England, immediately upon the agreement betwixt their Majesties, seventy five thousand crowns of the sun, toward the charge King Edward hath been at since his arrival in these parts of France. Mort dieu, he'll neither leave him Crown nor coin. Bourbon I say be silent, Herald read on. Thirdly and lastly, it is covenanted, that over and beside those seventy five thousand crowns of the sun, now presently to be paid, Lewis King of France shall yearly hereafter, during the life of Edward King of England, pay fifty thousand crowns more without fraud or guile, to be tendered at his majesties Castle, commonly called the Tower of London. Nay bind him that he bring his Lordship a couple of Capons too every year beside. Here is a peace indeed far worse than war. Brother of France are you resolved to do, According as you hear the covenants drawn? Brother of England, mount your royal throne, For subjects weal, and glory of my God, And to deal justly with the world beside, Knowing your title to be lineal, From the great Edward of that name the third, Your predecessor, thus I do resign, Giving my Crown and Sceptre to your hand, As an obedient Liegeman to your Grace. The same do I deliver back again, With as large interest as you had before. Now for the other covenants. Those my Lord, Shall likewise be performed with expedition, And ever after, as you have prescribed, The yearly pension shall be truly paid. Swear on this book King Lewis so help you God, You mean no otherwise than you have said. So help me God as I dissemble not. And so help he me as I intend to keep, Unfeigned league and truce with noble France: And kingly brother now to consummate, This happy day feast in our royal tent, English and French are one, so it is meant. A peace concluded, sayest thou? is't not so? My Lord I do assure you it is so. And thou affirmest the like? say, dost thou not? I do my Lord, and that for certainty. I have found it now, the villain Constable Hath secretly with Edward thus compact, To join our King and him in amity, And thereby doubtless got into his hands, Such lands and Dukedoms as I aimed at, And leaves me disappointed in my hope, A plague upon such crafty cozening, Now shall I be a mark for them to aim at, And that boil slave to triumph in my toil. 'tis so, for it can be no otherwise, Burgundie hath been privy to this plot, Conspires with Lewis and the English King, To save his own stake, and assure himself, Of all those Seigneuries I hoped for, And thereupon this close peace is contrived, Now must the Constable be as a butt, For all their bullets to be leveled at, Hell and hot vengeance light on Burgundie, For this his subtle secret villainy.
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Secondly it is couenanted that Lewis King of France, shall pay vnto Edward King of England, immediatly vpon the agréement betwixt their Maiesties, seauentie fiue thousand crownes of the sunne, toward the charge King Edward hath béen at since his arriuall in these parts of France. Mort dieu, héele neither leaue him Crown nor coyne. Burbon I say be silent, Herald reade on. Thirdly and lastly, it is couenanted, that ouer and beside those seauentie fiue thousand crownes of the sunne, now presently to be paied, Lewis King of France shal yéerely hereafter, during the life of Edward King of England, pay fiftie thousand crownes more without fraude or guile, to bee tendred at his Maiesties Castle, commonly called the Tower of London. Nay bind him that he bring his Lordship a couple of Capons too euery yéere beside. Here is a peace indéed farre worse then warre. Brother of France are you resolude to doe, According as you heare the couenants drawne? Brother of England, mount your royall throne, For subiects weale, and glorie of my God, And to deale iustly with the world beside, Knowing your title to be lineall, From the great Edward of that name the third, Your predecessor, thus I doe resigne, Giuing my Crowne and Scepter to your hand, As an obedient Liegeman to your Grace. The same doe I deliuer backe againe, With as large interest as you had before. Now for the other couenants. Those my Lord, Shall likewise be performde with expedition, And euer after, as you haue prescribde, The yéerely pension shall be truly paid. Sweare on this booke King Lewis so helpe you God, You meane no otherwise then you haue said. So helpe me God as I dissemble not. And so helpe he me as I entend to kéepe, Vnfained league and truce with noble France: And kingly brother now to consummate, This happie day feast in our royall tent, English and French are one, so it is meant. A peace concluded, saiest thou? ist not so? My Lord I doe assure you it is so. And thou affirmst the like? say, dost thou not? I doe my Lord, and that for certaintie. I haue found it now, the villaine Constable Hath secretly with Edward thus compact, To ioyne our King and him in amitie, And thereby doubtlesse got into his hands, Such lands and Dukedomes as I aymed at, And leaues me disappointed in my hope, A plague vpon such crastie cosening, Now shall I be a marke for them to aime at, And that bile ane to triumph in my toyle. so, for it can be no otherwise, Burgundie hath béen priuie to this plot, Conspiros with Lewis and the English King, To saue ne stake, and assure himselfe, Of all those Seigneuries I hoped for, And thereupon this close peace is contriude, Now must the Constable be as a butte, all their bullets to be leueld at, Hell and hot vengeance light on Burgundle, For this his subtile secret villanie.