Heywood, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [1592-1599] (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T38 Death, parting and grief at court · 482 words
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Nay then i'll beg against her royal Edward, Love thy Iane still, nay more if more may be, And this is all the harm that at my hands She shall endure for it, Oh where my Edward loves, It ill beseems his Queen to grudge thereat. Sayest thou me so Bess, on my kingly word, Edward will honour thee in heart for this: But trust me Bess, I greatly was afraid, I should not find ye in so good a tune, How now, what would our Constable of the Tower? The Queen and mistress Shore do know my suit. It is for Stranguidge and his men at sea, Edward needs must you pardon them. Have I not vowed the contrary already? Dishonour me when I have made a league? My word is past, and they shall suffer death, Or nevermore let me see France again. Why there is one was but a passenger. Shall he die too? Pass me no passage Iane, were he in company, he dies for company. Good Iane entreat for them. Come Edward, I must not take this answer. Needs must I have some grace for Stranguidge. Why Iane, have I not denied my Queens Yet what is't Iane I would deny to thee? I prithee/ Brackenburie be not thou displeased, My word is past, not one of them shall live, One go & see them forth with sent to death. I cannot see this prophesy you speak of, Should any way so much displease the King, And yet I promise you good Brother Clarence, 'tis such a letter as concerns us both, That G. should put away King Edward's children, And sit upon his throne? that G. should? well. God bless the king, & those two sweet young Princes. Amen good brother Clarence: Amen. And send them all to heaven shortly I beseech him. The Kings much troubled in his sickness with it. I promise you he is, and very much, But Doctor Shaw, who prophesied that G. should be so sadly ominous to us? My Lord of Glocester, I received the same From old Friar Anselm of S. Bartholomew's. A great learned man he was, and as I have heard, Hath prophesied of very many things, I promise you it troubles me, I hope in me his prophesy is true. And so it does me, I tell you brother Glocester. I am sure it does, for look you brother Clarence, We know not how his Highness will apply it, We are but two, yourself my Lord and I, Should the young Princes fail, which God defend. Which God defend. Which God defend. But they should be cut off: Amen, Amen. You brother first, and should your issue fail, Poor I am next, the youngest of the three. But how far I am from a thought of that, Heaven witness with me, that I wish you dead.
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Nay then ile beg against her royall Edward, Loue thy Iane still, nay more if more may be, And this is all the harme that at my hands She shall endure for it, Oh where my Edward loues, It ill beseemes his Queene to grudge thereat. Sayest thou me so Besse, on my kingly word, Edward will honour thee in heart for this: But trust me Besse, I greatly was asraid, I should not finde ye in so good a tune, How now, what would our Constable of the Towre? The Queene and strts Shoare do know my sute. It is for Stranguidge and his men at sea, Edward needs must you pardon them. Haue I not vowed the contrarie alreadie? Dishonour mee when I haue made a league? My word is past, and they shall suffer death, Or neuerre let mee see France againe. Why there is one was but a passenger. Shall hee die too? Passe me no passage Iane, fuc he in companie, hee dies for companie. Good Iane intreat for them. Come Edward, I must not take this answere. Needs must I haue some grace for Stranguidge. Why Iane, haue I not denide my Quéenes Yet what ist Iane I would denie to thee? I pretheel / Brackenkutie be not thou displeasde, My word is past, not one of them shall liue, One go & see them forth with sent to death. I cannot see this prophesie you speake of, Should any way so much displease the ing, And yet I promise you good Brother Clarence, Tis such a letter as concernes vs both, That G. should put away King Edwards children, And sit vpon his throne? that G. should? well. God blesse the king, & thse two swéet young Princes. Amen good brother Clarence: Amen. And send them all to heauen shortly I beseech him. The Kinges much troubled in his sicknesse with it. I promise you hee is, and verie much, But Doctor Shaw, who prophested that G. should be so sadly ominious to vs? My Lord of Glocester, I recefude the same From old Frier Anselme of S. Bartholmewes. A great learned man he was, and as I haue heard, Hath prophested of very many things, I promise you it troubles me, I hope in me his propheste is true. And so it does me, I tell you brother Glocester. I am sure it does, for looke you brother Clarence, We know not how his Highnes will applie it, We are but two, your selfe my Lord and I, Should the young Princes faile, which God defend. Which God defend. Which God defend. But they should be cut off: Amen, Amen. You brother first, and should your issue faile, Poore I am next, the youngest of the thrée. But how farre I am from a thought of that, Heauen witnes with me, that I wish you dead.