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 · 486 words
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Ah my sweet Iane, farewell, farewell poor soul, Now tyrant Richard do the worst thou canst, She doth defy thee, oh unconstant world, Here lies a true Anatomy of thee, A King had all my joy, that her enjoyed, And by a King again she was destroyed: All ages of my kingly woes shall tell, Once more inconstant world farewell, farewell. Sirs if the King, or else the Duke of Buckingham Do send for me, I will attend them straight, But what are these here openly lie dead, Oh God, the one is mistress Shore, & this is Flood, That was my man: the third is master Air, Who suffered death for his relieving her, They shall not thus lie in the open way, Lend me your hands, and heavy hearts withal, At mine own charge lie give them burial. Most noble Lords, since it hath pleased you, Beyond our expectation on yeur bounties, T'empale my temples with the Diadem. How far my quiet thoughts have ever been, From this great , Heaven best can witness: I am your King, Long may I be so, to deserve your love, But I will be a servant to you all, Pray God my broken sleeps may give you rest. But only that my blood doth challenge it, Being your lawful Prince by true succession, I could have wished, with all my heart I could, This majesty had sitten on the brow Of any other: so much do I affect a private life, To spend my dates in contemplation. But since that heaven and you will have it so, I take the crown as meekly at your hands, As free and pure from an ambitious thought, As any new born babe. Thus must thou Richard Seem as a saint to men in outward show, aside. Being a very devil in thy heart: Thus must thou cover all thy villainies, And keep them close from overlookers' eyes. My Sovereign by the general consent Of all the Lords and commons of the land, I tender to your royal majesty, This princely Lady, the Lady Anne of Warwick judged the only worthiest of your love, To be your highness bride, fair England's Queen My royal Princely cousin Buckingham, I see you strive to bless me more and more, Your bounty is so large and ample to me, You overflow my spirits with your great love, I willingly accept this virtuous Princess, And crown her Angel beauty with my love. Then as the hand of your high parliament, I give her here unto your majesty. Lord Lovell I as heartily receive her, Welcome fair Queen. And from the Lords & commons of your land I give the free and voluntary oath, Of their allegiance to your majesty. As to their sovereign and liege Lord and Lady, Richard the third, & beauteous Anne his Queen, The true and lawful King & Queen of England.
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Ah my swéet Iane, farewel, farewel poore soule, Now tyrant Richard doo the worst thou canst, She doth defie thée, oh vnconstant world, Here lies a true Anatome of thee, A King had all my ioy, that her inioyde, And by a King againe was destroyde: All ages of my kingly wes shall tell, Once more inconstant world farewell, farewell. Sirs if the King, or else the Duke of Buckingham Do send for me, I will attend them straight, But what are these here openly lie dead, Oh God, the one is mistris Shoare, & this is Floud, That was my man: the third is master Aire, Who suffered death for his reléeuing her, They shall not thus lie in the open way, Lend me your hands, and heauie hearts withall, At mine owne charge lie giue them buriall. Most noble Lords, since it hath pleased you, Beyend our expectation on yeut bounties, T' mpale my temples with the Diademe. How farre my quiet thoughts haue euer béene, From this great , Heauen best can nesse: I am your King, Long may I be so, to deserue your loue, But I will be a seruant to you all, Pray God my broken sléeps may giue you rest. But onely that my bloud doth chalenge it, Being your lawfull Prince by true succession, I could haue wisht, with all my heart I could, This maiestie had sitten on the browe Of any other: so much do I affect a priuate life, To spend my dates in contemplation. But since that heauen and you will haue it so, I take the crowue as méekely at your hands, As free and pure from an ambitious thought, As any new borne babe. Thus must thou Richard Séeme as a saint to men in outward shew, aside. Being a verie diuell in thy heart: Thus must thou couer all thy villanies, And kéepe them close from ouerlookers eyes. My Soueraigne by the generall consent Of all the Lords aud commons of the land, I tender to your royall maiestie, This princely Lady, the Lady Anne of Warwick Iudged the onely worthiest of your loue, To be your highnes bride, faire Englands Quéen My royall Princely Cosin Buckingham, I see you striue to blesse mee more and more, Your bountie is so large and ample to mee, You ouerflow my spirits with your great loue, I willingly accept this vertuous Princesse, And crowne her Angell beautie with my loue. Then as the hand of your high parliament, I giue her here vnto your maiestie. Lord Louell I as heartily receiue her, Welcome faire Queene. And from the Lords & commons of your land I giue the frée and voluntarie oath, Of their allegeance to your maiesty. As to their soueraigne and liege Lord and Ladie, Richard the third, & beauteous Anne his Quéene, The true and lawfull King & Quéene of England.