The Death of Robert, Earl of Huntingdon (2 Robin Hood) · chunk 14 of 44
Munday, Anthony / Chettle, Henry · published 1601 · first performed or written 1598 [Feb 20-Mar 8, payment] (Annals) tragedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men unassigned nearest T43 York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and · 467 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T43: henry, king, richard, warwick, york, edward, father, duke, crown, son.
We are all fitted, Friar, shall we begin? Well art thou suited: would my order would Permit me habit equal to my heart. If you remember, Iohn did take an oath, Never again to seek Matilda's love. O what is he, that's sworn affections slave, That will not violate all laws, all oaths? And being mighty, what will he omit, To compass his intents, though near so ill? You must suppose king Richard now is dead, And Iohn (resistless) is fair England's Lord: Who striving to forget Matilda's love, Takes to his wife the beauteous Isabell, Betrothed to Hugh de Briu, Earl of North March: And picking quarrels under show of kin, Wholly divorces his first Queen away: But yet Matilda, still, still troubles him, And being in the Court, so oft he courts her, That by her noble father, old Fitzwater, She is removed from his lust-tempting eye. But tides restrained, o'erswell their bounds with rage: Her absence adds more fuel to his fire. In sleep he sees her, and his waking thoughts, Study by day to compass his desire. friar, since now you speak of visions, It was received by tradition, From those that were right near unto king Iohn, Of three strange visions, that to him appeared: And as I guess, I told you what they were. With them I will begin: draw but that vail, And there king Iohn sits sleeping in his chair. Ambition, that had ever waited on king Iohn, Now brings him Austria, easy to be ta'en, Being wholly tamed by Richard's warlike hand, And bids him add that Dukedom to his crown: But he puts by Ambition, and contemns All other kingdoms, but the English crown, Which he holds fast, as if he would not lose. The Lady and the child that did ascend, Striving in vain to take the crown from Iohn, Were Constance, and her son the Duke of Britain, Heir to the elder brother of the king. Yet he sleeps on, and with a little spurn, The mother and the Prince doth overturn, Again when Insurrection them assists, stirred by the French king, and the wronged Earl, Whose troth-plight wife, king Iohn had ta'en to wife, He only claps his hand upon his sword, Mocketh their threatenings, and in their attempts, The harmless Prince receives recureless death, Whom they too late with bootless tears lament. Matilda, stay Matilda, do but speak: who's there? Entreat Matilda to come back. Who would you have, my Lord? Why, my Lord Bonville: I would have Matilda: That but even now, passed by toward the door. I saw her not my Lord. Hadst thou a lovers eye, A gnat, a moat, a shadow thou wouldst spy: Come follow me, she cannot be so far, But I shall overtake her: come away.
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We are all fitted, Frier, shall we beginne? Well art thou suted: would my order would Permit me habit equall to my heart. If you remember, Iohn did take an oath, Neuer againe to seeke Matildaes loue. O what is he, thats sworne affections slaue, That will not violate all lawes, all oathes? And being mightie, what will he omit, To compasse his intents, though nere so ill? You must suppose king Richard now is deade, And Iohn (resistlesse) is faire Englands Lord: Who striuing to forget Matildaes loue, Takes to his wife the beautious Isabell, Betroth'd to Hugh de Briu, Earle of North March: And picking quarrels vnder shewe of kinne, Wholly diuorces his first Queene away: But yet Matilda, still, still trobles him, And being in the Court, so oft he courts her, That by her noble father, old Fitzwater, She is remou'd from his lust-tempting eye. But tides restraind, oreswell their bounds with rage: Her absence addes more fuell to his fire. In sleepe he sees her, and his waking thoughts, Studie by day to compasse his desire. Frier, since now you speake of visions, It was receiued by tradition, From those that were right neere vnto king Iohn, Of three strange visions, that to him appeard: And as I guesse, I tould you what they were. With them I will begin: draw but that vaile, And there king Iohn sits sleeping in his chaire. Ambition, that had euer waited on king Iohn, Now brings him Austria, easie to be tane, Being wholly tam'd by Richards warlike hand, And bids him adde that Dukedome to his crowne: But he puts by Ambition, and contemnes All other kingdomes, but the English crowne, Which he holds fast, as if hee would not loose. The Ladie and the childe that did ascend, Striuing in vaine to take the crowne from Iohn, Were Constance, and her sonne the Duke of Britaine, Heire to the elder brother of the king. Yet hee sleepes on, and with a little spurne, The mother and the Prince doth ouerturne, Againe when Insurrection them assists, Stird by the French king, and the wronged Earle, Whose troth-plight wife, king Iohn had tane to wife, He only claps his hand vpon his sword▪ Mocketh their threatnings, and in their attempts, The harmelesse Prince receiues recurelesse death▪ Whome they too late with bootelesse teares lament. Matilda, stay Matilda, doe but speake: Whoes there? Intreate Matilda to come backe. Who would you haue, my Lord? Why, my Lord Bonuill: I would haue Matilda: That but euen now, past by toward the doore. I sawe her not my Lord. Hadst thou a louers eye, A gnat, a moate, a shadowe thou wouldst spy: Come followe me, she cannot be so farre, But I shall ouertake her: come away.