Anonymous · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [1603-1606] (Annals) history; satire · Queen Anne's Men unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 514 words
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My Lords receive the crown of Elydure, Fair hopeful blossoms of our future peace, Happy am I, that I but live to see, the Land ruled by your double Sovereignty. Now let the king descend to be disposed of At our high pleasure, come give me the Crown. Why you the Crown, good brother more than we. we'll prove it how it fits our kingly temples, And how our brow becomes a wreath so fair. Shall I see you crowned, and myself stand bare, Rather this wreath majestic let me try, And sit enthroned, in pompious Majesty. And I attend, whilst you ascend the throne, Where had we right, we should sit crowned alone. Alone, darest thou usurp upon my right. I durst do much, had I but power and might, But wanting that, come let us reign together, both kings, and yet the rich crown worn by neither. Content, the king doth on our sentence wait, To doom him, come let's take our double state, What shall he live, or die? I know not how I should deserve to die. Yes to let two such usurpers live. Nay Madam, now I needs must tell your grace, You wrong these kings, forget both time and place, It is not as it was, now you must bow, Unto this double state i'll show you how. Base flattering groom slavish parasite, Shall I pronounce his sentence. Brother do. Thy life we grant thee and that Woman's to, But live divided you within the tower, You prisoner to that princess. In her power, Oh double slavery. Convey both hence. My dooms severer than my small offence. Come Minion, will you go. To death, to hell, Rather than in thy base subjection dwell. Cornwell and Martianus you both see, We are possessed of this imperial seat, And you that were sworn liegemen to the Crown, Should now submit to us that owe the same, We know without your grave directions, We cannot with experience guide the land, Therefore we'll study to deserve your loves. 'twas not ambition, or the love of state, that drew us to this business, but the fear, Of Elidurus weakness whom in zeal, To the whole land we have deposed this day, speak, shall we have your loves? My lords, and Kings, 'tis bootless to contend 'gainst heaven and you, Since without our consent the kings deposed, And we unable to support his fall, Rather than the whole land should shrink, You shall have my assistance in the state. Cornwell and I will bear the self same state. We now are Kings indeed and Britain sway, When Cornwell and his brother Vive say Receive our grace, keep still your offices, Embrace these peers that raised us to the throne, Britain rejoice, and Crown this happy year, Two sons at once thine in thy royal sphere. And that's prodigious, I but wait the time To see their sudden fall that swiftly climb. My Lord much honour might you win your land To give release unto your sister Queen, Being a Lady in the land beloved.
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My Lords receiue the crowne of Elydure, Faire hopefull blossoms of our future peace, Happy am I, that I but liue to see, the Land ruld by your dubble Soueraignty. Now let the king discend to be disposd of At our high pleasure, come giue me the Crowne. Why you the Crown, good brother more then we. Weele proue it how it fits our kingly temples, And how our brow becomes a wreath so faire. Shall I see you crownd, and my selfe stand bare, Rather this wreath maiestick let me try, And sit inthrond, in pompious Maiesty. And I attend, whilst you ascend the throne, Where had we right, we should sit crownd alone. Alone, darst thou vsurpe vpon my right. I durst do much, had I but power and might, But wanting that, come let vs raigne togither, both kings, and yet the rich crowne worne by neither. Content, the king doth on our sentence waite, To doome him, come lets take our dubble state, What shall he liue, or dye? I know not how I should deserue to dye. Yes to let two such vsurpers liue. Nay Madam, now I needes must tell your grace, You wrong these kings, forget both time and place, It is not as it was, now you must bowe, Vnto this dubble state ile shew you how. Base flattring groome slauish parasite, Shall I pronounce his sentence. Brother doe. Thy life we graunt thee and that Womans to, But liue deuided you within the tower, You prisoner to that princesse. In her power, Oh dubble slauery. Conuay both hence. My doomes seuerer then my small offence. Come Minion, will you goe. To death, to hel, Rather then in thy base subiection dwell. Cornwell and Martianus you both see, We are possest of this imperiall seate, And you that were sworne liedgemen to the Crowne, Should now submit to vs that owe the same, We know without your graue directions, We cannot with experience guide the land, Therefore weele study to deserue your loues. Twas not ambition, or the loue of state, that drew vs to this businesse, but the feare, Of Elidurus weakenesse whom in zeale, To the whole land we haue deposd this day, speake, shall we haue your loues? My lords, and Kings, Tis bootlesse to contend gainst heauen and you, Since without our consent the kings desposd, And we vnable to support his fall, Rather then the whole land should shrinke, You shall haue my assystance in the state. Cornwell and I will beare the selfe same state. We now are Kings indeede and Brittaine sway, When Cornwell and his brother Viue say Receiue our grace, keepe still your offyces, Imbrace these peeres that raisd vs to the throne, Brittaine reioice, and Crowne this happy yeare, Two sonnes at once thine in thy royall sphere. And thats prodigious, I but waite the time To see their sodaine fall that swiftly clime. My Lord much honor might you win your land To giue release vnto your sister Queene, Being a Lady in the land beloud.