S., W. · published 1602 · first performed or written 1600 [c.1599-1602] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 511 words
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Fellow William, I am not as I have been, I went from you a Smith, I write to you as a Lord: I am at this present writing, among the Polonian Casiges. I do commend my Lordship to Raphe & to Roger, to Bridget & to Doritie, & so to all the youth of Putney. Sure these are the names of English Noblemen, Some of his special friends, to whom he writes: But stay he doth address himself to sing. My Lord I am glad you are so frolic and so blithe, Believe me noble Lord if you know all, You'd change your merry vain to sudden sorrow. I change my merry vain, no thou Bononian, no, I am a Lord and therefore let me go, And do defy thee and thy sausages, Therefore stand off, and come not near my honour. My Lord this jesting cannot serve your turn. Dost think thou black Bononian beast, That I do flout, do gibe or jest, No, no, thou bear pot, know that I, a noble Earl a Lord perdie. What means this trumpet's sound. One come from the States of Mantua. What would you with us speak, thou man of Mantua? Men of Bononia: this my message is, To let you know the Noble Earl of Bedford: Is safe within the town of Mantua, And wills you send the peasant that you have, Who hath deceived your expectation, Or else the States of Mantua have vowed: They will recall the truce that they have made, And not a man shall stir, from forth your town, That shall return unless you send him back. O this misfortune how it mads my heart, The Neapolitan hath beguiled us all; Hence with this fool: what shall we do with him, The Earl being gone a plague upon it all. No i'll assure you I am no Earl, but a smith sir, One Hodge, a smith at Putney sir: One that hath gulled you, that hath bored you sir. Away with him, take hence the fool you came for. ay sir: and i'll leave the greater fool with you. Farewell Bononians, come friend along with me, My friend afore, my Lordship will follow thee. Well Mantua, since by thee the Earl is lost, Within few days I hope to see thee crossed. Thus far you see how Cromwell's fortune passed, The Earl of Bedford being safe in Mantua Desires Cromwell's company into France, To make requital for his courtesy, But Cromwell doth deny the Earl his suit: And tells him that those parts he meant to see, He had not yet set footing on the land, And so directly takes his way to Spain: The Earl to France, and so they both do part, Now let your thoughts as swift as is the wind, Skip some few years, that Cromwell spent in travel, And now imagine him to be in England: Servant unto the master of the Rolls, Wherein short time there he began to flourish, An hour shall show you what few years did cherish.
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Fellow William, I am not as I haue beene, I went from you a Smith, I write to you as a Lord: I am at this present writing, among the Polonyan Casiges. I do commend my Lordship to Raphe & to Roger, to Bridget & to Doritie, & so to all the youth of Putnay. Sure these are the names of English Noblemen, Some of his speciall friends, to whom he writes: But stay he doth adresse himselfe to sing. My Lord I am glad you are so frolick and so blithe, Beleeue me noble Lord if you know all, Youde change your merrie vaine to sudden sorrow. I change my merrie vaine, no thou Bononian, no, I am a Lord and therefore let me goe, And doe defie thee and thy Sasigis, Therefore stand off, and come not neere my honor. My Lord this iesting cannot serue your turne. Doost thinke thou blacke Bononyan beast, That I doe floute, doe gibe or iest, No, no, thou Beare pot, know that I, a noble Earle a Lord pardie. What meanes this Trumpets sound. One come from the States of Mantua. What would you with vs speake, thou man of Mantua? Men of Bononia: this my message is, To let you know the Noble Earle of Bedford: Is safe within the towne of Mantua, And willes you send the pessant that you haue, Who hath deceiued your expectation, Or els the States of Mantua haue vowed: They will recall the truce that they haue made, And not a man shall stirre, from forth your towne, That shall returne vnlesse you send him backe. O this misfortune how it mads my hart, The Neopolitan hath beguiled vs all; Hence with this foole: what shall we do with him, The Earle being gone a plague vpon it all. No ile assure you I am no Earle, but a smith sir, One Hodge, a smith at Putnay sir: One that hath gulled you, that hath bored you sir. Away with him, take hence the foole you came for. I sir: and ile leaue the greater foole with you. Farewell Bononians, come friend a long with me, My friend afore, my Lordship will follow thee. Well Mantua, since by thee the Earle is lost, Within few dayes I hope to see thee crosd. Thus farre you see how Cromwelles fortune passed, The Earle of Bedford being safe in ▪ Desires Cromwells companie into France, To make requitall for his , But Cromwell doth denie the Earle his sute: And telles him that those partes he meant to see, He had not yet set footing on the land, And so directlie takes his way to Spaine: The Earle to France, and so they both do part, Now let your thoughtes as swift as is the winde, Skip some few yeares, that Cromwell spent in trauell, And now imagine him to be in England: Seruant vnto the maister of the Roules, Wherein short time where he beganne to florish, An houre shall show you what few yeares did cherish.