When You See Me You Know Me (Henry the Eighth) · chunk 38 of 48
Rowley, Samuel · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) history · Prince Henry's Men unassigned nearest T31 Popes, cardinals and the crown · 467 words
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Let it be so, go get a warrant drawn, And with a strong guard bear her to the Tower. Our hand shall sign your large commission, Let Cranmer from the Prince be straight removed, And come not near the Court on pain of death, Mother a God, shall I be baffled thus, By traitors, rebels and false heretics: Get Articles for her arraignment ready, If she of treason be convict, I swear, Her head goes off, were she my kingdoms air. Cranmer. My Lord. Where is Francisco our Italian Tutor? He does attend your Grace without my Lord. Tell him anon we will confer with him, we'll ply our learning brown lest you be beaten, We will not have your Knighthood so disgraced. I thank ye good my Lord, And your Grace would but a little ply your learning, I warrant ye I'll keep my Knighthood from breeching. Faith Ned I will: how now what letter's that? From your grace's sister the Lady Mary. Come give it me, we guess at the contents. Cranmer, my sister oft hath writ to me, That you and Bishop Bonner might confer, About these points of new Religion, Tell me Tutor will ye dispute with him. With all my heart my Lord, and wish the king, Would deign to hear our disputation. What hast thou there? A Letter from your royal sister, young Elizabeth. Another Letter ere we open this, Well we will view them both immediately, I pray ye attend us in the next Chamber, And Tutors if I call ye not before, Give me some notice, if the king my Father Be walked abroad, I must go visit him. We will fair Prince. What says my sister Mary? she is eldest, And by due course must first be answered, Alas good sister still in this opinion, These are thy blinded Tutors, Bonner, Gardner, That wrong thy thoughts with foolish heresies, He read no farther: to him will Edward pray For preservation, that can himself preserve me, Without the help of Saint or ceremony. What writes Elizabeth, sweet sister thou hast my heart. And of Prince Edward's love hast greatest part. salute thee with a sister's love, Be in thy such, and let thy prayers Be dedicate to God only for 'tis he alone Can strengthen thee, and confound thine enemies, a settled assurance of thy hopes in heaven, God strengthen thee in all temptations, give thee grace to shun Idolatry, send thee life to inherit thy election, To God I commend thee, who still I pray preserve thee. Loving thou art, and of me best beloved. Thy lines shallbe my contemplations cures, And in thy virtues will I meditate, To Christ I'll only pray for me and thee: This I embrace, away Idolatry, How now Cranmer, where's the King?
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Let it be so, go get a warrant drawne, And with a strong garde beare her to the Towre. Our hand shall signe your large commission, Let Cranmer from the Prince be straight remooued, And come not neere the Court on paine of death, Mother a God, shall I be basseld thus, By traitors, rebels and false heickes: Get Articles for her araignement readie, If she of treasou be conuict, I sweare, Her head goes off, were she my kingdomes aire. Cranmer. My Lord. Where is Franciscoe our Italian Tutor? He does attend your Grace without my Lord. Tell him anon we will conferre with him, Weele plie our learning Browne least you be beaten, We will not haue your Knighthood so disgrast. I thanke yee good my Lord, And your Grace would but a little plie your learning, I warrant yee Ile keepe my Knighthood from breeching. Faith Ned I will: how now what letter's that? From your Graces sister the Lady Mary. Come giue it me, we gesse at the contents. Cranmer, my sister oft hath writ to me, That you and Bishop Bonner might conserre, About these points of new Religion, Tell me Tutor will yee dispute with him. Withall my hart my Lord, and wish the king, Would daine to here our disputarion. What hast thou there? A Letter from your royall sister, young Elizabeth. Another Letter ere we open this, Well we will view them both immediatly, I pray yee attend vs in the next Chamber, And Tutors if I call yee not before, Giue me some notice, if the king my Father Be walkt abroade, I must goe visite him. We will faire Prince. What sayes my sister Mary? she is eldest, And by due curse must first be answered, Alas good sister still in this opinion, These are thy blinded Tutors, Bonner, Gardner, That wong thy thoughts with foolish herisies, He read no farther: to him will Edward pray For , that can him selfe preserue me, Without the helpe of Saint or cerimonie. Wat writes sweete sister thou hast my hart. And of Prince Edwards loue hast greatest part. with a Sisters loue, Be in thy such, and let thy prayers to God oly for tis he alone thee, and confound thine enimies, assurance of thy hopes in heauen, thee in all temptations, grace to sh Idolatrie, life to inherite thy election, To God I commend thee, who still I pray preserue thee. Louing thou art, and of me best beloued. Thy lines shalbe my contemplations cures, And in thy vertues will I meditate, To Christ Ile onely pray for me and thee: This I imbrace, away Idolatrie, How now Cranmer, where's the King?