1 If You Know Not Me You Know Nobody, or The Troubles of Queen Elizabeth · chunk 7 of 23
Heywood, Thomas · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1605; revised c.1632] (Annals) history · Queen Anne's Men unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 495 words
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You are stubborn, come let's certify the Queen. Room for the Lords there. Thou power eternal, Innocents just guide, That sways the Sceptre of all Monarchies, Protect the guiltless from these ravening jaws, That hideous death presents, by Tyrants Laws, And as my heart is known to thee most pure, Grant me release, or patience to endure. Madam, we your poor humble servants, Made bold to press into your grace's presence, To know how your cause goes. Well, well, I thank my god, well, How can a cause go ill with Innocents, They that to whom wrongs in this world are done, shallbe rewarded in the world to come. It is the pleasure of her majesty, That you be straight committed to the Tower. The Tower, for what? Moreover all your household servants we have discharged, Except this gentleman your usher & this gentlewoman Thus did the Queen command, And for your guard, a hundred Northern whitecoats, Are appointed to conduct you thither, tonight unto your chamber, tomorrow early prepare You for the Tower, your barge stands ready, To conduct you thither. Oh god my heart: A prisoner in the Tower, Speak to the Queen my Lords, that some other place May lodge her sister, that's too vild, too base. Come my lords, let's all join in one petition To the Queen, that she may not be lodged within the Tower. My Lord, you know it is in vain, For the queen's sentence is definitive, And we must see't performed. Then to our chamber comfortless and sad, Tomorrow to the tower that fatal place, Where I shall never behold the suns bright face. Now god forbid, a better hap heaven send: Thus men may mourn, for what they cannot mend. Come my masters you know your charge, 'tis now about Alcavin, here we must watch till morning, And then carry the Princess to the tower. How shall we spend the time till morning. Mase we'll drink and talk of our friends. ay but my friend, do not talk of state matters. Not I, I'll not meddle with the state, I hope this a man may say without offence, Prithee drink to me. With all my harry faith, this a man might Lawfully speak, but now, faith what was't about to say. Mass I say this: That the Lady Elizabeth is both a lady, And Elizabeth, and if I should say she were a virtuous Princess, Were there any harm in that? No by my troth, there's no harm in that, But beware of talking of the Princess, Let's meddle with our kindred there, we may be bold. Well sirs I have two sisters, and the one loves the other, And would not send her to prison for a million, is there any harm In this? i'll keep myself within compass I warrant you, For I do not talk of the Queen, I talk of my sisters, I'll keep myself within my compass I warrant you.
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You are stubborne, come letts certifie the Queene. Rowme for the Lords there. Thou power eternall, Inocents iust guide, That sways the Scepter of all Monarchyes, Protect the guiltlesse from these rauening Iawes, That hidious death presentes, by Tyrants Lawes, And as my hart is knowne to thee most pure, Grant mee release, or patience to endure. Madam, we your poore humble seruants, Made bold to presse into your graces presence, To know how your cause goes. Well, well, I thanke my god, well, How can a cause go ill with Innocents, They that to whome wronges in this world are done, Shalbe rewarded in the world to come. It is the pleasure of her maiestie, That you be straight committed to the Tower. The Tower, for what? Moreouer all your howshold seruants we haue discharg'd, Except this gentleman your vsher & this gentlewoman Thus did the Queene commaund, And for your guard, a hundred Northern whitecotes, Are appoynted to conduct you thither, To night vnto your chamber, to morrow early prepare You for the Tower, your bardge stands ready, To conduct you thyther. Oh god my hart: A prisoner in the Tower, Speake to the Queene my Lords, that some other place May lodge her sister, that's too vild, too base. Come my lords, lett's all ioyne in one peticion To the Queene, that she may not be lodg'd within the Tower. My Lord, you know it is in vaine, For the Queenes sentence is definitiue, And we must see't perform'd. Then to our chamber comfortlesse and sad, To morrow to the tower that fatall place, Where I shall neuer behold the sunnes bright face. Now god forbid, a better hap heauen send: Thus men may mourne, for what they cannot mend. Come my masters you know your chardge, tis now about Alcauin, here we must watche till morning, And then carry the Princesse to the tower. How shall we spend the time till morning. Mase weele drinck and talke of our frendes. I but my frnd, do not talke of state matters. Not I, Ile not meddle with the state, I hope this a man may say without offence, Prethee drincke to me. Withall my harry faith, this a man might Lawfully speake, but now, faith what wast about to say. Masse I say this: That the Lady Elizabeth is both a lady, And Elizabeth, and if I should say she were a vertuous Princesse, Were there any harme in that? No by my troth, ther's no harme in that, But beware of talking of the Princesse, Let's meddle with our kindred there, we may be bold. Well sirs I haue two sisters, and the one loues the other, And would not send her to prison for a million, is there any harme In this? ile keepe my selfe within compas I warrant you, For I doe not talke of the Queene, I talke of my sisters, Ile keepe my selfe within my compas I warrant you.