Wilson, Robert / Drayton, Michael / Munday, Anthony / Hathaway, Richard · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [Oct 16, payment] (Annals) history · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men unassigned nearest T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho · 504 words
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Be it more or less, what a world is this? Would I had continued still of the order of knaves, And never sought knighthood, since it costs So dear: sir Roger, I may thank you for all. Now 'tis too late to have it remedied, I prithee Murley do not urge me with it. Will you away, and make no more to do? Fie paltry paltry, to and fro, as occasion serves, If you be so hasty take my place. No good sir knight, you shall begin in your hand. I could be glad to give my betters place. I tell ye Lady, it's not possible But you should know where he conveys himself, And you have hid him in some secret place. My Lord, believe me, as I have a soul, I know not where my lord my husband is. Go to, go to ye are an heretic, And will be forced by torture to confess, If fair means will not serve to make ye tell. My husband is a noble gentleman, And need not hide himself for any fact That ere I heard of, therefore wrong him not. Your husband is a dangerous schismatic, Traitor to God, the King, and common wealth, And therefore master Croamer shrieve of Kent, I charge you take her to your custody, And cease the goods of Sir John Oldcastle To the king's use, let her go in no more, To fetch so much as her apparel out, There is your warrant from his majesty. Good my Lord Bishop pacify your wrath Against the Lady. Then let her confess Where Oldcastle her husband is concealed. I dare engage mine honour and my life, Poor gentlewoman, she is ignorant, And innocent of all his practises, If any evil by him be practised. If my Lord Warden? nay then I charge you, That all the cinque Ports whereof you are chief Be laid forthwith, that he escape us not, Show him his highness warrant M. Shrieve. I am sorry for the noble gentleman, Peace, he comes here, now do your office. Harpoole what business have we here in hand? What makes the Bishop and the Sheriff here, I fear my coming home is dangerous, I would I had not made such haste to Cobham. Be of good cheer my Lord, if they be foes we'll scramble shrewdly with them, if they be friends they are welcome: one of them (my Lord, Warden) is your friend, but methinks my lady weeps, I like not that. Sir Iohn Oldcastle Lord Cobham, in the king's majesties name, I arrest ye of high treason. Treason M. Croomes? Treason M. Shrieve, 'sblood what treason? Harpoole I charge thee stir not, but be quiet still, Do ye arrest me M. Shrieve for treason? Yea of high treason, traitor, heretic. Defiance in his face that calls me so, I am as true a loyal gentleman Unto his highness, as my proudest enemy, The King shall witness my late faithful service, For safety of his sacred majesty.
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Be it more or lesse, what a world is this? Would I had continued still of the order of knaues, And neuer sought knighthood, since it costes So deere: sir Roger, I may thanke you for all. Now tis too late to haue it remedied, I prithee Murley doe not vrge me with it. Will you away, and make no more to do? Fy paltry paltry, to and fro, as occasion serues, If you be so hasty take my place. No good sir knight, you shall begin in your hand. I could be glad to giue my betters place. I tell ye Lady, its not possible But you should know where he conueies himselfe, And you haue hid him in some secret place. My Lord, beleeue me, as I haue a soule, I know not where my lord my husband is. Go to, go to ye are an heretike, And will be forc'de by torture to confesse, If faire meanes will not serue to make ye tell. My husband is a noble gentleman, And neede not hide himselfe for anie fact That ere I heard of, therefore wrong him not. Your husband is a dangerous schismaticke, Traitor to God, the King, and common wealth, And therefore master Croamer shrieue of Kent, I charge you take her to your custodie, And ceaze the goods of Sir John Old-castle To the Kings vse, let her go in no more, To fetch so much as her apparell out, There is your warrant from his maiestie. Good my Lord Bishop pacifie your wrath Against the Lady. Then let her confesse Where Old-castle her husband is conceald. I dare engage mine honor and my life, Poore gentlewoman, she is ignorant, And innocent of all his practises, If any euill by him be practised. If my Lord Warden? nay then I charge you, That all the cinque Ports whereof you are chief Be laid forthwith, that he escape vs not, Shew him his highnesse warrant M. Shrieue. I am sorie for the noble gentleman, Peace, he comes here, now do your office. Harpoole what businesse haue we here in hand? VVhat makes the Bishop and the Sheriffe here, I feare my comming home is dangerous, I would I had not made such haste to Cobham. Be of good cheere my Lord, if they be foes weele scramble shrewdly with them, if they be friends they are welcome: one of thm (my Lord, Warden) is your friend, but me thinkes my ladie weepes, I like not that. Sir Iohn Old-castle Lord Cobham, in the Kings maiesties name, I arrest ye of high treason. Treason M. Croomes? Treason M. Shrieue, sbloud what treason? Harpoole I charge thee stirre not, but be quiet still, Do ye arrest me M. Shrieue for treason? Yea of high treason, traitor, heretike. Defiance in his face that calls me so, I am as true a loyall gentleman Vnto his highnesse, as my prowdest enemie, The King shall witnesse my late faithfull seruice, For safety of his sacred maiestie.