1 If You Know Not Me You Know Nobody, or The Troubles of Queen Elizabeth · chunk 2 of 23
Heywood, Thomas · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1605; revised c.1632] (Annals) history · Queen Anne's Men unassigned nearest T43 York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T43: henry, king, richard, warwick, york, edward, father, duke, crown, son.
True gracious Sovereign; But that we do upbraid your majesty, Or make recital of our deeds forepast, Other than conscience, honesty and zeal, By love, by faith, and by our duty bound, To you the next and true successive heir, If you contrary this; I needs must say, Your skilless tongue doth make our well tuned words, Iarr in the Princes eares, and of our text, You make a wrong construction: Gracious Queen, Your humble subjects prostrate in my mouth, A general suit when we first flocked to you, And made first head with you at Framagham, 'twas thus concluded that we your liegemen: Should still enjoy our consciences, and use that faith Which in king Edward's days was held Canonical. May't please your highness note the Commons insolence They tie you to conditions, and set limits to your liking. They shall know, To whom their faithful duties they do owe, Since they the limbs, the head would seek to sway, Before they govern, they shall learn t'obey's See it severely ordered Winchester. Away with him, it shallbe thoroughly scanned, And you upon the pillory, three days to stand. Has not your sister (gracious Queen) a hand In these petitions; well your highness knows She is a favourite of these heretics. And well remembered, is't not probable, That she in Wiat's expedition, And other insurrection lately quelled Was a confederate; if your highness will your own estate preserve, You must foresee fore-danger, and cut off all such As would your safety prejudice. Such is your sister, A mere opposite to us in our opinion, and beside she's next Successive, should your majesty Die issueless, which heaven defend. Which heaven defend. The state of our religion would decline. My Lord of Tame and Shandoyse, You two shall have a firm Commission sealed, To fetch our sister young Elizabeth From Ashbridge where she lies, and with a band Of armed soldiers to conduct her up to London, Where we will hear her. Gracious Queen, she only craves but to behold your face, That she might clear herself of all supposed treasons, Still protesting, she is as true a subject to your grace, As lives this day. Do not you hear, with what a saucy impudence, This Sentlo here presumes. Away with him, i'll teach him know his place, To frown when we frown, smile on whom we grace. 'twilbe a means to keep the rest in awe, Making their sovereign's brow, to them a law. All those that seek our sister's cause to favour, Let them be lodged. Young Courtney Earl of Devonshire, Seems chiefly to affect her faction. Commit him to the Tower, Till time affords us and our Counsel breathing space. Whence is that Post? My Sovereign, It is from Southampton. Our Secretary, unseal them and return Us present answer of the contents, What's the mayne business. That Philip Prince of Spain, Son to the Emperor, is safely arrived, And landed at Southampton. Prepare to meet him Lords with all our Pomp.
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True gratious Soueraigne; But that we doe vpbraid your maiestie, Or make recitall of our deedes forepast, Other then conscience, honesty and zeale, By loue, by faith, and by our dutie bound, To you the next and true successiue heyre, If you contrary this; I needs must say, Your skillesse tongue doeth make our well tun'd wordes, Iarr in the Princes eares, and of our text, You make a wronge construction: Gratious Queene, Your humble subiects prostrate in my mouth, A generall suit when we first flockt to you, And made first head with you at Framagham, Twas thus concluded that we your liegemen: Should still enioy our consciences, and vse that faith Which in king Edwards daies was held Canonicall. May't please your highnes note the Commons insolence They tye you to conditions, and set lymits to your liking. They shall know, To whome their faithfull duties they doe owe, Since they the lymbes, the head would seeke to sway, Before they gouerne, they shall learne t'obays See it seuerely ordred Winchester. Away with him, it shalbe throughly scand, And you vppon the pillory, three dayes to stand. Has not your sister (gratious Queene) a hand In these peticions; well your highnes knowes She is a fauorite of these heritiques. And well remembred, is't not probable, That she in Wiats expedicion, And other insurrection lately queald Was a confederate; if your highnes wil your owne estate preserue, You must foresee fore-danger, and cut off all such As would your safetie preiudice. Such is your sister, A meere opposite to vs in our opinion, and besides Shees next Successiue, should your maiesty Dye yssules, which heauen defend. Which heauen defend. The state of our religion would decline. My Lord of Tame and Shandoyse, You two shall haue a firme Commission seal'd, To fetch our sister young Elizabeth From Ashbridge where shee lyes, and with a band Of armed souldiers to conduct her vp to London, Where we will heare her. Gratious Queene, she only craues but to behold your face, That she might cleare her selfe of all supposed treasons, Still protesting, she is as true a subiect to your grace, As liues this day. Doe not you heare, with what a sawcye impudence, This Sentlo heere presumes. Away with him, ile teach him know his place, To frowne when we frowne, smile on whome we grace. Twilbe a meanes to keepe the rest in awe, Making their soueraignes brow, to them a lawe. All those that seeke our sisters cause to fauour, Let them be lodged. Young Courtney Earle of Devonshire, Seemes cheifly to affect her faction. Commit him to the Tower, Till time affordes vs and our Counsell breathing space. Whence is that Post? My Soueraigne, It is from Southampton. Our Secretary, vnseale them and returne Vs present answere of the contents, Whats the mayne busines. That Phillip Prince of Spaine, Sonne to the Emperour, is safely ariu'd, And landed at Southampton. Prepare to meete him Lords with all our Pompe.