The Famous History of Sir Thomas Wyatt · chunk 8 of 22
Heywood, Thomas / Dekker, Thomas / Chettle, Henry / Webster, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1602 (Annals) history · Worcester's Men unassigned nearest T18 Rebels, barons and the king's wars at ho · 499 words
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Boy, thou sayst well, And since the Lords have all revolted from me, myself will now revolt against myself. Call me a Herald to fill their empty ears, Assist me Son, my good Lord Huntington, Even in this market Town proclaim Queen Mary. Mary by the grace of God, Queen of England, France and Ireland, defendress of the Faith. Amen. Amen, I bear a part, I with my tongue, I do not with my heart, Now they can cry, now they can bawl and yell, Base minded slaves, sink may your souls to hell. My honoured Lord, the Counsel greets you with these Letters. Stay Master Roofe, ere you depart receive an answer and reward. In the Sovereign name of Mary our Queen You shall upon the sight hereof, Surcease your arms, discharge your Soldiers, And presently repair unto the Court, Or else to be held as an Arch-Traitor. 'tis short & sharp, Master Roofe, we do obey your warrant: but I pray tell me, how doth all our friends at Court? is there not a great mortality amongst them? Is there not a number of them dead of late since I came thence? My gracious Lord not any. O master Roofe, it cannot be, I will assure you At my departure thence, I left living there at least Five hundred friends, and now I have not one, simply not one: friends! ha, ha, ha, Commission Thou must be my friend. And stand betwixt me and the stroke of death, Were thy date out, my lives date were but short, They are cold friends, that kills their friends in sport Here comes your honoured friend the Earl of Arundel. My honoured friend! I am no friend to Traitors: in my most high & Princely sovereign's name, I do arrest your honour of high Treason. A Traitor Arundel? have I not your hand in my commission? let me peruse it: as I take't 'tis here, and by your warrant have so strict proceeded. Is the limits of my warrant broke answer me. It may be that it hath pleased her Majesty To pardon us, and for to punish you. I know no other reason, this I must, I am commounded, and the act is Just. And I obey you: when we parted last My Lord of Arundel, our farewell was Better then our greeting now. Then you cried God speed, Now you come on me ere you say take heed: Than you did owe me your best bloods: nay greened You could not spend them in my service. O then it was a double death to stay behind, But I am overtook and you are kind, I am, beshrew you else, but I submit, My crime is great, and I must answer it. You must with your three Sons, be guarded safe Unto the Tower: with you, those Lords and Knights That in this faction did associate you, For so I am enjoined. Then peacively, let us conduct you thither,
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Boy, thou saist well, And since the Lords haue all reuolted from me, My selfe will now reuolt against my selfe. Call me a Herald to fill their emptie eares, Assist me Sonne, my good Lord Huntington, Euen in this market Towne proclaime Queene Mary. Mary by the grace of God, Queene of England, France and Ireland, defendres of the Faith. Amen. Amen, I beare a part, I with my tongue, I doe not with my heart, Now they can , now they can baule and yell, Base minded slaues, sincke may your soules to hell. My honored Lord, the Counsell greetes you with these Letters. Stay Maister Roose, ere you depart receiue an answere and reward. In the Soueraigne name of Mary our Queene You al vppon the sight hereof, Surcease your armes, discharge your Souldiers, And presently repaire vnto the Court, Or else to be held as an Arch-Ttaitor. Tis short & sharp, Maister Roose, we do obey your warrant: but I pray tel mee, how doth all our friendes at Court? is there not a great mortalitie amongst them? Is there not a number of them deade of late since I came thence? My gratious Lord not any. O maister Roose, it cannot bee, I will assure you At my departure thence, I left liuing there at least Fiue hundred friendes, and now I haue not one, simply not one: friendes! ha, ha, ha, Commission Thou must be my friend. And stand betiwixt me and the stroake of death, Were thy date out, my liues date were but short, They are colde friends, that kils their friends in sport Heere comes your honoured friend the Earle of Arundell. My friend! I am no friend to Traitors: in my moste high & Princely Soueraignes name, I doe arst your honour of high Treason. A Traitor Arundell? haue I not your hand in my commission? let me peruse it: as I tis heere, and by your warrant haue so strict proceeded. Is the limits of my warrant broke answere me. It may be that it hath pleased her Maiestie To pardon vs, and for to punnish you. I know no other reason, this I must, I am commounded, and the act is Iust. And I obey you: when we parted last My Lord of Arundel, our farwell was then our greeting now. Then you cride God speede, Now you come on me ere you say take heede: Then you did owe me your best bloods: nay green'd You could not spend them in my seruice. O then it was a double death to stay behinde, But I am ouertooke and you are kinde, I am, beshrew you else, but I submit, My crime is great, and I must answere it. You must with your three Sons, be guarded safe Vnto the Tower: with you, those Lords and Knights That in this faction did associate you, For so I am inioyn'd. Then peaciuely, let conduct you thither,