S., W. · published 1602 · first performed or written 1600 [c.1599-1602] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho · 484 words
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The second time well met my Lord of Bedford, I am very sorry that my haste is such, Lord Marques Dorset beeing to death, I must receive of him the privy seal At Lambeth, soon my Lord we'll talk our fill, How smooth and easy is the way to death. My Lord the dukes of Norfolk and of Suffolk, Accompanied with the Bishop of Winchester, entreats you to come presently to Lambeth, On earnest matters that concerns the state. To Lambeth, so: go fetch me pen and ink, I and Lord Cromwell there shall talk enough, I and our last I fear and if he come, hear take this letter, and bear it to Lord Cromwell, Bid him read it, say it concerns him near, Away begone, make all the haste you can, To Lambeth do I go a woeful man. Is the Barge ready I will straight to Lambeth, And if this one days business once were past, I'd take my ease tomorrow after trouble, How now my friend wouldst thou speak with me. Sir hear's a letter from my Lord of Bedford. O good my friend commend me to thy Lord, Hold take those Angels, drink them for thy pains. He doth desire your grace to read it, Because he says it doth concern you near. Bid him assure himself of that, farewell, Tomorrow tell him shall he hear from me, Set on before there, and away to Lambeth. halberds stand close unto the water side, sergeant at arms be bold in your office, herald deliver your proclamation. This is to give notice to all the king's subjects The late Lord Cromwell Lord Chancellor of England, Vicor general over the realm, Him to hold and esteem as a traitor, Against the Crown and dignity of England, So God save the king. Amen. Amen, and root thee from the land, For whilst thou livest truth cannot stand. Make a lane there, the traitor's at hand, Keep back Cromwell's men, Drown them if they come on, sergeant your office. What means my Lord of Norfolk by these words, Sirs come along. Kill them if they come on. Lord Cromwell in king Henry's name, I do arrest your honour of high treason. sergeant me of treason. Kill them if they draw a sword. Hold I charge you, as you love me draw not a sword, Who dares accuse Cromwell of treason now. This is no place to reckon up your crime, Your dove-like looks were viewed with serpent's eyes, With serpent's eyes indeed, by thine they were, But Gardiner do thy worst, I fear thee not, My faith compared with thine as much shall pass, As doth the Diamond excel the glass: Attached of treason, no accusers by, Indeed what tongue dares speak so foul a lie. My Lord, my Lord, matters are too well known, And it is time the king had note thereof.
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The second time wel met my Lord of Bedford, I am very sory that my hast is such, Lord Marques Dorset beeing to death, I must receaue of the seale At Lambeth, soone my Lord weele talke our fill, How smooth and easie is the way to death. My Lord the dukes of Norfolke and of Suffolke, Accompanied with the Bishop of Winchester, Intreates you to come presently to Lambeth, On earnest matters that concernes the state. To Lambeth, so: goe fetch me pen and inke, I and Lord Cromwell there shall talke enough, I and our last I feare and if he come, Heare take this letter, and beare it to Lord Cromwell, Bid him read it, say it concernes him neare, Away begone, make all the hast you can, To Lambeth do I goe a woefull man. Is the Barge readie I will straight to Lambeth, And if this one dayes businesse once were past, I'de take my ease to morrow after trouble, How now my friend wouldst thou speake with me. Sir heares a letter from my Lord of Bedford. O good my friend commend me to thy Lord, Hould take those Angels, drinke them for thy paynes. He doth desire your grace to reade it, Because he sayes it doth concerne you neare. Bid him assure himselfe of that, farewell, Tomorrow tell him shall he heare from me, Set on before there, and away to Lambeth. Halberts stand close vnto the water side, Sargiant at armes be bould in your office, Harrauld deliuer your proclamation. This is to giue notice to all the kings subiects The late Lord Cromwell Lord Chancellor of England, Vicor generall ouer the realme, Him to hould and esteeme as a traytor, Agaynst the Crowne and dignitie of England, So God saue the king. Amen. Amen, and roote thee from the land, For whilst thou liuest truth cannot stand. Make a lane there, the traitors at hand, Keepe backe Cromwels men, Drowne them if they come on, Sargiant your office. What meanes my Lord of Norfolke by these wordes, Sirs come along. Kill them if they come on. Lord Cromwell in king Henries name, I do arrest your honour of high treason. Sargiant me of treason. Kill them if they draw a sworde. Hould I charge you, as you loue me draw not a sworde, Who dares accuse Cromwell of treason now. This is no place to reckon vp your crime, Your Doue-like lookes were viewed with serpents eyes, With serpents eyes indeed, by thine they were, But Gardiner do thy woorst, I feare thee not, My fayth compared with thine as much shall passe, As doth the Diamond excell the glasse: Attached of treason, no accusers by, Indeede what tongue dares speake so soule a lie. My Lord, my Lord, matters are too well knowne, And it is time the king had note thereof.