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(i) Sceane

Enter hastely at seuerall doores: Duke of Lancaster, Duke of yorke. the Earles of Arondell and Surrye, wt h Napkins on ther armes & kniues in ther hands: & sr. Thomas Chæney, wt h others beareing torches, & some wt h clookes & Rapiers /
omnes:
lights, lights bring torches knaues,

lanc:
shutt to the gates, lett no man out vntill the house be searcht

yorke:
call for or Coches, letts away good brother
now byth, blest Saints. I feare we are poysond all,

Arond:
poysond my lord

lanc:
I I good Arondell, tis hye tyme be gon
may [god] heauen be blest for this preuentione

yorke:
god for thy Mercye, would or Cussen king
soe Cussen vs, to poysen vs in or meate

lanc:
has no man heere some helpeing Antedote
for feare already we haue tayne some drame
what thinkest thou Cheney, thou first broughtst the tydings
are we not poysond thinkest thou.

Che:
+ feare not my lords.
that mischeeueous potion was as yett vnserud
it was a liqued bayne dissolud in wine
wc h after supper should haue bene caroust
to young king Richards health,

lanc:
good ifaith are his vncles deathes become
health to king Richard: how cam it out
Sr thomas Cheney pray resolue vs [this doubt]

Che:
A Carmallit ffryer my lord reueald the plott
and should haue acted itt, but tucht in conscience
he came to yor good brother; the lord protector.
and soe disclosd itt; who straight sent me to you

yorke:
the lord protect hime for itt, I and or Cossen kinge
hye heauene bee Iudg we wish all good to hime—

lanc:
a heauey charge good woodstocke hast thou had
to be protector to soe wyld a prince
soe farr degenerate from his noble ffather
[whome the trembling ffrench the blacke prince calld]
[not of a swart and mellancholly brow]
[for sweete & louely was his Countenance]
[but that he mayd so many ffunerall dayes]
[in mornefull ffrance: the warlicke battayles wonne]
[at Cressey ffeild. poyteeres, Artoyse & Mayne]
[maid all ffrance growne vnder his conquering Arme]
but heauen fore stauld his diademe on earth
to place hime wt h a royall Crowne in heauen.
rise may his dust to glorye: ere h'eed a done
a deede soe base vnto his enemye
much less vnto the brothers of his ffather
h'ed first haue lost his Royall blood in droops
dissolud the strings of his humanytye
& lost that liuelyhood that was preserud
to make his (vnlike) sonne a wanton kinge

yorke:
for beare good Iohn of Gaunt, beleeue me brother
we may doe wrong vnto or Cossen kinge
[OMITTED] I feare his fflattering Mynions more then hime

[OMITTED]lanc:
by the blest vergine, noble Edmond yorke
Ime past all patience, poyson his subiects
his royall vncles; why the proud Castillyan
wher Iohn of Gaunt wrights king & soueraigne
would not throwe off their vyld & servill yoake
by trechery soe base; patience gratious heauen,

[OMITTED]Arond:
a good Invooke right princly Lancaster
calme thy hye spleene, Sr Thomas Cheney heere
can tell the circomstance; pray giue hime leaue

[OMITTED]lanc:
well lett hime speake

[OMITTED]Che:
tis certaynely maid knowne my Reuerent lords,
to yor loud brother, & the good protector
that not king Richard, but his fflatterers
Sr henry Greene: Ioynd wt h Sr Edward Baggott
and that sly machauill Tressillian./
whome now the king elects for lord Cheefe Iustice
had all great hands in this consperacye

lanc:
by blessed mary / Ile confound them all

yorke:
yor spleene confounds yr selfe,

lanc:
by kingly Edwards soule, my Royall ffather
Ile be reuengd at full on all ther liues

yorke:
nay if yor rage breake to such hye extreames
you will preuent yor self, & loose reuenge

lanc:
why Edmond canst thou giue a reason yett
though we soe neere in blood, his hapless vncles,
(his grandsier Edwards sonnes; his ffathers brothers)
should thus be mayd away, why might it be
that Arondell and Surrey heere should dye

Surry:
+ some ffreend of thers wanted my Earledome sore

Arond:
parhapps my office of the Admiralltye
if a better & more fortunate hand, could gouerne itt
I would twere none of myne
yett thus much can I say; & make my praise
no more then merrytt: A wealthier prize
did neuer yett take harbour in or Roodes
then I to england brought; you all can tell
full threescore sayle of tawle and lusty shipps
and six great Carickes frought wt h oyle & wiñes
I brought king Richard in aboundance home
so much, that plentye hath so staild or pallats
as that a Tuñ of hye prizd wynes of ffrance
is hardly worth a marke of english money
If seruice such as this, done to my Country
merritt my harte to bleed. lett it bleed freely

lanc:
wele bleed to gether warlicke Arondell
Cussen of Surrye. princly Edmond yorke
letts thinke on some reuenge: if we must dye
(10000) soules shall keepe vs companey

yorke:
patience good Lancaster, tell me kynd Cheney
how does thy mr. or good brother woodstocke
playne Thomas, for bith rood, so all men call hime
for his playne dealing, & his simple cloathing
lett others Iett in silcke & gould sayes hee
[[illeg.]]
a coate of english freese, best pleaseth me
how thinckes his vnsophisticated playnenes
of theis bitter compounds, feares he no drugge
putt in his brothe, shall his healthes be secure

Che:
faith my lord his mynd sutes wt h his habitt
homely & playne. boeth free from pryd & enuye
& therin will admitt distrust to none. [OMITTED]

[OMITTED]Enter Thomas of Woodstocke In Freese: The Mace «[OMITTED].» h[OMITTED]
The Lord Mayre & Exton, & others wt h lightes afore them [OMITTED]
Che:
and See his grace hime self is com to greete you./
be yor leaue ther, Roome for my lord protectors grace

yorke:, lanc:
health to yor grace

Wood:
I sallute yor healthes good brothers, pray ∥don mee
Ile speake wt h you anañ:/ hye thee good Exton
good lord mayre I doe beseech ye prossecute
wt h yor best care a meanes for all or saftyes
mischeife hath often duble practises,
trecherye wannts not his Second strattagem,
who knowes but steele may hitt, though poyson faile
alacktheday, the night is made a vayle
to shaddowe mischeife, sett I beseech
strong guard & carefull to attend the cittye
or ladye help, we knowe not who are ffreends
or ffoes are growne soe mightie, pray be carefull

[G ad]Mayre:
yor ffreends are Greate in london. good my lord
Ile front all Dangers, trust it on my word

Exitt L: May[OMITTED]
Wood:
thankes from my harte I sweare: a fore my god
[I knowe not wc h way to bestowe my selfe]
[the tymes soe byssye and soe dangerous too]
why how now brothers; how faires good Iohn a Gaunt
thart vext I knowe, thou greiust kind Edmond yorke
Arondell and Surrye, noble kinsmen
I knowe ye all are discontented much,
but be not soe; a fore [my god] I sweare
king Richard loues you all: and creditt me
the princly gentleman is Innocent
of this blacke deed. and, base consperacye
speake, speake how ist wt h princly lancaster

lanc:
sicke Gloster sicke. we all are wearye
& faine we would ly downe to rest or selues
but that so many serpents lurke i'th grass
we dare not sleepe

Wood:
enough enough good brother, I haue found out the dissease
when the head akes, the body is not healthfull
king Richards wounded wt h a wanton humor
luld & securd by flattering Sicophants
but tis not deadly yett, it may be curd
some vayne lett blood. wher the corruptione lyes
& all shall heale agayne—

yorke:
then loose no tyme, least it growe vlserous
the falce Tressillian greene and Baggott
rune nought but poyson brother, spill them all

lanc:
they guide the nonage king; tis they protect hime
ye weare the title of protector shipp
but like an vnder officer, as though
yors were deriud from theres; faith y'are to playne

Wood
In my apparrell youle say

lanc:
good faith in all
the commons murmor gainst the dessolat kinge
treason is whisperd at each common table
as customary as ther thankes to heauen
men need not gayse vp to the sky to see,
whether the Sune shine cleere or no, tis found
by the Smalle light should bewtifye the grownd
consaite you me, a blynd man thus much sees
he wants his eyes to whome we bend or knees[OMITTED]

Arond:
you all are princes of the royall blood
yett like great oakes ye lett the Iuye growe
to eate yor harts out wt h his falce Imbraces
ye vnderstand my lord

Wood:
I I good Cuss, as if ye playnely sedd
distroy those fflatterers. & tell king Richard
he does abasse hime self to Countenance them, softe softe,
fruite that growes hye, Is not securely pluckt
we must vse ladders & by stepps assend
till by degrees we reach the Altitude
you consaite me too. pray be smooth awhile
to morrow is the sollemne nuptiall day
be twixt the king, & vertious Anne a Beame
the Emperours daughter, a Right gratious ladye
thats come to England for king Richards loue
then as you loue his grace: & hate his fflatterers
discountnance not the day, wt h the least frowne
be Ignorant of what ye knowe: a fore my god
I haue good hope this happie mariage (brothers)
of this soe noble & religious princess
will myldly calme his headstrong youth to see
& shune those staynes that blurrs his mat i e.
if not, by good king Edwards bones or Royall ffather
I will remoue those hinderers of his health. (tho't cost my head)

yorke:, lanc:
on these conditions brother, we agree.

Arond:
and I:

(Surry:)
And I

lanc:
to hyde or hate is soundest pollicye

yorke:
& brother Gloster sence it is yor pleasure
to haue vs smooth or sullen browes wt h smiles
wede haue you suit yor out syd to yor harte
and like a courtier cast this country habitt
for wc h the course & vulgar call yor grace
bith title of playne Thomas: yett we doubt not
to morrow we shall haue good hope to see
yor high protector shipp in brauerye

Wood:
no no good yorke, this is as faire a sight
my harte in this playne freese sitts true & right
in this Ile serue my king as true & bould
as if my out-syd were all trapte in gould

lanc:
by marye but you shall not brother woodstocke
what the mariage day to Richard & his queene
& will ye soe disgrace the state & Realme
wele haue you braue e faith

Wood:
well well for yor sakes brothers & this sollome day
for once Ile Sumpter a gawdye wardropp, but tis more
then I haue done I vow. this (20) yeares
a fore my god, the king could not haue Intreated mee
to leaue this habitt, but yor wills be done
letts hye to courte you all yor wishes haue
one wearye day. playne Thomas wilbe braue

Exeunt omnes/

2 sceane

Enter Greene: Baggott and Tressillian in Rage
Triss:
nay good Sr. henry, king Richard calls for you

Bagg:
prethee sweete Greene
vissett his highnes & forsake these passions.

Greene:
sblud I am vext, Tressillian madd me not
thy self & I and all are now vndone
the lords at london, are securd from harme
the plotts reueald. blacke cursses sease the traytor

Bagg:
eternall torments whipp that Carmalitt[OMITTED]

Triss:
a deeper hell then Limbo patrum hould hime
a faynting villayne, confusione crush his soule

Bagg:
could the falce slaue recoyle & swore ther deathes

Greene:
mischeife deuoure hime, had it but tayne effect
on Lancaster, & Edmond Duke of yorke
(those headstrong vncles to the gentle kinge)
the third brother, playne Thomas the Protector
had quickly bene remoud, but sence tis thus
+ or safties must be card for, and tis beste
to keepe vs neere the persone of the kinge
had they bene dead, we'had ruld the realme & hime

Bagg:
so shall we still so long as Richard liues
I knowe he cannot brooke his stubborne vncles
com thinke not a'nt: cheere thee Tressillian
heeres better newes for thee: we haue so wrought
wt h kingly Richard, that by his consent
you are already mounted on yor ffootecloth
yor scarlett, or yor purple, wc h ye please
& shortly are to vnderprop the name.
marke me Tressillian: of lord-cheife Iustice of England [OMITTED]

Triss:
hume hume, hume legitt or non legitt, me thinkes [OMITTED]
already I sitt vpon the benche wt h dread full frounes [OMITTED]
frighting the Lowsye Rascalls, & when the Iury once cryes guilty, [OMITTED]
could pronounce, lord haue marcy on thee, wt h a browe
as rough & sterne, as surly Radamanth; or when a fellow talkes,
cry take hime Iaylor clapp boults of Iron on his heeles & hands,
cheife Iustice my lords. hum, hume hume I will weare the office
in his trew ornament

Greene:
but good yor honnor, as twill shortly bee
you must obserue & fashion to the tyme
the habitt of yor lawes. the king is young
I and a little wanton: soe parhapps are we
yor lawes must not be beadles then Tressillian
to punish yor benyfactors, looke to that

Triss:
how Sir, to punish you, the mynions to the king
the Iewells of his harte. his deerest loues
zounes I will screw & wynd the stubborne lawe
to any fashione that shall like you best
it shalbe lawe, what I shall saye is lawe
& whats most suitable to all yor pleasures

Bagg:
thankes to yor lordshipp wc h is yett to come

Greene:
farwell Tressillian still be neere the courte
anon king Richard shall confirme thy state
we must attend his grace to westminster
to the hye nuptialls of ffaire Ann a Beame
that must be now his wife, & englands queene

Exeunt Greene & Baggott Manett Tressill
Triss:
So, lett them pass, Tressillian now bethinke thee,
hum, lord cheife Iustice, me thinkes already
I am sweld more plump, then erst I was,
Authorityes a dish. that feeds men fatt
an excellent dillicate: yett best be wise
no states secure wt hout some enemyes
the dukes will frowne, why I can looke as grime
as Iohn of Gaunt. & all that frowne wt h hime
but yett vntell myne office be putt on
by kingly Richard, Ile conseale my self
frameing such subtle lawes that Ianus like
may wt h a duble fface, salute them boeth
Ile search my brayne & turne the leaues of lawe
witt makes vs great, greatnes keeps ffooles in awe
[OMITTED]Nimble
my man ther hoe; whers Nimble:

Nimb:
as nimble as an Eele sir. did ye call Sr.

Triss
sur: looke out some better phrase, sallut agen.

Nimb:
I know no other Sr. vnless youle be frenchefyd, & lett me lay
the mounsier to yor charge, or sweete Signior

Triss
neither, tis higher yett: nimble thou buckrum̄ scribe: thinke once agen.

Nimbl:

neither S
r: nor mounsier: nor Signior: what should I call hime tro, hees monsterously translated sodaynly: at first when we were schoolefellows
then I calld hime sirra, but sence he became my m
r. I payrd away the .a. and serud hime w
t h the Sur: what title he has gott now, I knowe not, but Ile try ffurther.
has yo
r worshipp any Imployment for me.

Triss:
thou groose vncaput no, thou speakest not yett

Nim:
my mouth was open I'me sure, if yor honnor would please to heere mee,

Triss
ha honnor saist thou: I now thou hittest itt nimble

[OMITTED]Nim:
I knew I should wynd about ye, till I had yor honnor,

[OMITTED]Triss:
nimble bend thy knee.
[OMITTED] the lord-cheife Iustice of england speakes to thee

[OMITTED]Nim:
the lord be praisd, we shall haue a florishing com̄on wealth sur,

[OMITTED]Triss:
peace let me speake to thee

[OMITTED]Nim:

yes any thing. so yo
r honnor. pray not for me. I care not for now you're lord chiefe Iustice: if euer ye cry, lord haue
marcye vppon me, I shall hange fort Shure

Triss

no. those fearefull words shall not be pronouncst 'gainst thee nimble)

Nim:

thanke ye my lord, nay & youle stand betweene me & the gallowes
Ile be an arrant theefe shure; if I cannot picke vp my cromes
by the lawe quickly, Ile cast away my buckram baggs
& be a hye way lawyer now certaynely

Triss:

canst tho
u remember nimbell, how by degrees I roose, sence first tho
u knewst me, I was first a schoole-boy

Nim:

I saueing yo
r honnors speech, yor worshippfull tayle was whipt for stealeing my dinner out of my Satchell: yo
u were euer so craftye in yo
r childhood, that I knewe yor worshipp would proue a good lawyer

Triss:
Interupt me not, those dayes thou knewst I say
from whence I did become a plodding clarke
from wc h I bounst as thou dost now in buckram̄
[to be a pleading lawyer] (& ther I stayd,)
till by the king I was cheife Iustice mayd.
nimble I read. this dissepline to thee
to sturr thy mynd vp still to Industrye

Nim:
thanke yor good lordshipp

Triss.
goe to thy mr i s: Ladye you now must call hir
bid hir remoue hir howsehould vp to london
tell her or ffortunes, & wt h how much perrill
we haue attaynd this place of eminence
goe & remooue hir

Nim:
wt h a habis corpus, or a surssararys I assure ye
& so I leaue yor lordshipp, alwayes hopeing of yor wonted ffauor.
that when I haue past the londone bridg of Afflictioñ.
I may ariue wt h you, at the westminster hall of promotioñ.
& then I care not

Triss:
thou shalt: thou hast an executeing looke
and I will putt the axe into thy hand
I rule the lawe: thou by the lawe shalt stand

Nim:
I thanke yor lordshipp, and a figg for the Roope then

Exeunt[OMITTED]
[OMITTED] sound A Senett,/ Enter In great state. King Richard Queen Añ, [OMITTED] [OMITTED]Crownde) lancaster: yorke Arondell: Surrye, Greene, Baggott [OMITTED]

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And Woodstock very braue; the Dutches of Gloster & The Duches of Ireland
King
Baggott and Greene, next to the ffaire queene Añ.
take yor hye places, by king Richards syde
and giue faire wellcome. to or queene & bryd/
vncles of woodstocke, yorke, and Lancaster
make full or wishes, & sallut or queene
giue all yor wellcomes to faire An a Beame

lanc:
I hope sweete prince, hir grace mistakes vs not
to make or hartes the worsser parte of vs,
or tounges haue in or english eloquence
(harsh though it is) pronouncst hir wellcoms many
by oathes and loyall protestationes
to wc h we add a thousand Infinetts
but in a word faire queene, for euer wellcome

Wood:
lett me preuent the rest for mercyes sake
if all ther wellcomes be as long as thine
this health will not goe round this weeke bith mass
sweete queene, & Cussen. now Ile call you soe
in playne and honest phrase, wellcom to england
thinke they speake all in me. & you haue seene
all England crye wt h Ioy, god bless the queene
& soe a fore my god, I knowe they wish itt
only I feare my dutye not misconstred
nay nay king Richard, fore-god Ile speake the truth
sweete queene, Y'aue fownd a young & wanton choice
a wildhead. yett a kingly gentleman.
a youth vnsettled, yett hees princly bread
dessended from the royallst bloods in Europe
the kingly Stocke of England and of ffrance
yett hees a hayre brayne, a very wagg efaith
but you must beare maddam: las h'ees but a blossome
but his maturytye I hope youle fynd
trew english bread, a king loueing & kynd

King:
I thanke ye for yor double praise good vncle

Wood:
I. I good cuss, Ime playne Thomas bith roode
Ile speake the truth

queene:
my Soueraigne lord. & you trew english peeres
yor all accomplisht honnors haue soe tyd
my sences by a magicall restraynt
in the sweete spells of this yor faire demeanors
that I am bound & charmd, from what I was
my natiue country, I no more remember
but as a tayle tould in my Infancye
the greatest parte forgott: & that wc h is
appeeres to englands faire Elizium
like brambles to the Ceadars, curse to fine
or like the wyld grape to the fruite full vyne,
& haueing left the earth wher I was bread
& english maid; lett me be englished
they best shall please me, shall me english call
my harte great king to you: my loue to all

King:
gramarcye nan, thou highly honorst mee

yorke:
& blest is england in this sweete accord

Wood:
a fore my god sweete queene or english ladyes
& all the weomen that this Ile contaynes
shall sing in praise of this yor memorye
& keepe records of vertious Ann a Beame
whose disseplyne hath tought them woman hood
what erst seemed well by custome, now lookes Rude
or weomen till yor comeing fairest cussen
did vse like men to straddle when they ryde
but you haue tought them now to sitt a syde
yett by yor leaue young practice often reeles
I haue seene some of yor schoolers kicke vp boeth ther heeles

[OMITTED]Dutch: wo
what haue you seene my lord

[OMITTED]Wood:
nay nay nothing wife
I see little wt hout spectacles thou knowst,

King:
trust hime not Aunt, for now hees growne soe braue
he will be courting. I and kissing too
nay vncle, now Ile doe as much for you.
and lay yor faults all open to the world

Wood:
I. I doe doe

King:
I'me glad y'are growne soe carless: now by my crowne)
I sweare good vncles, yorke & Lancaster
when you this morneing came to vissett me
I did not knowe hime in this strange attire
how comes this goulden metamorphesis
frome homespuñe huswifery, speak good vncle
I neuer sawe you hatcht & guilded thus.

Wood:
I am no stoicke. my deere soueriagne cussen
to make my playneness seeme canonycall
but to allowe my self such ornaments
as might be fitting for yor nuptiall day
and coronatione of yor vertious queene
but were the eye of day, once closd a gayne
vpon this backe they neuer more should come;

King:
you haue much gracst the day; but noble vncle
I did obserue, what I haue wonderd att
as we to day, rodd on to westminster
me thought yor horsse, that wont to tread the grownd
and pace as if he kickt it Scornefully
mount and curvett, like strong Busepholus
to day, he trod as slowe & mellancholly
as if his leggs had fayld to beare his load

Wood:
And can ye blaime the beast, a fore my god
he was not wont be beare such loads indeed
a hundred oakes vppon these shoulders hange
to make me braue vppon yor wedding day
& more then that. to make my horse more tyre
ten acorrs of good land are sticht vp heere
you knowe good cuss. this was not wount to be

King:
in yor tother hosse vncle

Greē:
no nor his freese coate neither

Wood:
I, I, mocke on, my tother hosse say ye
thers honest playne dealeing in my t'other hosse
should this fashione last I must raise new rents
vndoe my poore tennants, turne away my servaunts
& guard my self wt h lace; nay sell more land
& lordshipps too bith roude; heere me king Richard
If thus I iett in pryd. I still shall loose
but Ile build castles in my toth'er hosse

[OMITTED] queene:
the king but Iests my lord; & you growe angrey

[OMITTED]Wood:
tother hose, did some heere weare that fashione
[OMITTED] they would not taxe & pyll the commons soe

yorke:
sfoote he forwarnd vs, & will breake out himself

lanc:
no matter we'le backe hime, though it growes to blowes

Wood:
scoff ye my playneness, Ile talke no ryddles, playne Thomas
will speake playnely, thers Baggott ther & Greene,

Gree:, Bag:
and what of them my lord

Wood:
vpstarts come downe, you haue no places th'are
heeres better men to grace king Richards chaire
Ift pleasd hime grace them soe/

King:
vncle forbeare

Wood:
these cutts the collomes that should prop thy house
they tax the poore, & I ame scandalld for itt
that by my fault those late oppressions ryse
to sett the commons in a mutinye
that london euen it self was sackt by them
& who did all these rancke comotions poynt at
euen at these too. Baggott, heere & greene
wt h falce Tressillian, whome yor grace we heere
hath made cheife Iustice: well, well, be it soe
mischeife on mischeife, shure will shortly flowe
∥don my speeche my lord. sence now w'ere all so braue
to grace queene Ann. this day w'ele spend in sport
but in my tother hosse, Ile tickell them forte

Greē:
com com ye doate my lord.

lanc:
doote Sr. knowe ye to whome ye speake

King
no more good vncles come sweete greene ha done
Ile wring them all for this, by englands crowne
why is or lord protector soe out ragious.

Wood:
because thy subiects haue such out rage showne them
by these thy flatterers. lett the Suñ dry vpp
what th'unhoulsome fogg hath chockt the grownd wt h
heeres Arrondell thy otians Admirall
hath brought thee home a ritch and wealthy prize
tayne three score sayle of Shipps. & six great carricks
all ritchly laden, lett those goods be sould
to satisfye, those borrowed somes of coyne
theire pryd hath forced from the needy commons,
to salue wc h Inconvenience I beseech yor grace,
you would voutchsafe to lett me haue the sayle,
& distribution of those goods.

King:
or word good vncle Is allready past
wc h cannot wt h or honnor be recalld
those wealthy prisses, already are bestowd
on these or ffreends

(all lords.
on them my lord.

King:
yes who stormes at it

Wood:
shall cankors eate the fruite
that planting & good husbandry hath norisht

Greē:, Bag:
cankors

york: Aro:
I cankors Catterpillers

lanc:
worse then consumeing ffires
that eates vp all ther ffuryes falles vppon.

King:
once more be still
who ist that dares Incounter wt h or will
we did bestowe them. heare me kynd vncles
we shall erelong be past protectorshipp
then will we rule or selfe. & euen till then
we lett ye knowe those guifts are giuen to them
we did it woodstocke [OMITTED]

Wod:
ye haue don ill then,

King:
ha dare ye say soe

Wood:
dare I a fore my god Ile speake king Richard
were I assurd this day, my head should off
I tell ye Sr my Aleagance stands excusd
in Iustice of the cause: ye haue done ill
the Sune of mercye. neuer shine on me
but I speake truth: when warlick Arondell
besett at sea. fought for those wealthy prisses
he did wt h fame aduance the english cross
still crying Courage in king Richards name
for thee hee wonne them, & doe thou Inioye them
hele fetch more honnors home. but had he knowne
that kytes should haue Inioyd the eagles pryze
the fraught had swome vnto thine enemyes

King:
soe Sr wele sooth yor vexed spleene good vncle
& mend what is amiss to those slight guifts
not worth acceptance, thus much more we add
young henry Greene shalbe lord chanslor
Baggott lord keeper of or priuye seale
Tressillian learned in or kingdomes lawes
shalbe cheife Iustice, by them & ther directions
king Richard will vp hould his gouerment

Greē:
change no more words my lord, ye doe deiect
yor kingly mat i e. to speake to such/
whose home spune Iudgments, like ther frosty beards
would blast the bloomeing hopes of all yor kingdome
were I as you my lord

queene:
oh gentle Greene throwe no more ffuell on
but rather seeke to mittigate this heate
be patient kingly Richard quench this Ire
would I had teares of force to stint this fire

King:
be shrowe the churles that makes my queene so sadd
but by my grandsier Edwards kingly bones
my princly ffathers Toombe, king Richard sweares
wele make them weepe these wrongs in bloody teares.
com faire queene Ann a Beame: Baggott & Greene
keepe by king Richards syde; but as for you
wele shortly make yor stiff obedience bowe

Exeunt King: Queene
Bagg:
remember this my lords
we keepe the seale: or strengthe you all shall knowe
Exitt Baggott

Greē:
& we are chanclor: we loue you well thinke soe
exitt Greene/

yorke:
god for his marcye shall we brooke these braues
disgrac't & threatned thus by fawneing knaues

lanc:
shall we that were great Edwards princly sonns
be thus out braud by flattering sicophants

Wood:
a fore my god & holly saints I sweare
but that my tongue hath liberty to showe
the Inlye passions boyleing in my breast
I thinke my over burthend harte would breake
what then may we conIecture whats the cause
of this remiss & Inconsiderat dealeing
vrgd by the king & his confederates
but hate to vertue. & a mynd corrupt
wt h all proposterous rud misgouerment

lan
these prizes tayne: by warlicke Arondell
be fore his face are giuen those flatterers

Surry:
It is his custome to be prodigall
to any but to those doe best deserue

Ar:
be cause he knewe you would be stowe them well
he gaue it such as for ther priuat gayne
neglect boeth honnor & ther countryes good

wind Hornes wt hin
lanc:
how now what noyse is this

york:
some postes it seemes, pray heauen the newes be good

wod:
amen I pray. for Englands happines,
speake speake what tydings Cheney

Enter Cheney
Che:
of warr my lord. & Ciuell dissentione
the men of kent & Essex doe rebell

Wood:
I thought no less, & all wayes feard as much

Che:
the shreeues in post haue sent vnto yor grace
that order may be tayne, to stay the commons,
for feare rebellione rise in open Armes.

Wood:
now headstrong Richard shallt thou reap the fruite
thy lewd lesentious willfullnes hath sowne
I knowe not wc h way to be stow my self

yorke:
ther is no standing on delaye my lords
these hott eruptions must haue some redress
or else in tyme theile growe Incurable

Wood:
the commons they rebell: & the king all careless
heeres wrong on wrong. to stirr more mutiny
a fore my god I knowe not what to doe

lanc:
take open Armes. Ioyne wt h the vexed Com̄ons
& haile his minions from his wanton syde
ther heads cutt off the peoples satisfyd

Wood:
not so, not so, alacke the day good brother
we may not soe affright the tender prince
wele beare vs nobly, for the kingdomes safty
& the kings honnor. therfore list to mee.
you brother Gawnt & noble Arondell
shall vndertake by threats. or faire intreaty
to passifie the murmoring com̄ons rage
& whilse you ther Imploy yor seruice howres
we persently will call a parlament
& haue ther deeds examind thoroughly
wher if by faire meanes we can winne no fauor
nor make king Richard leaue ther companyes
wele thus resolue, for or deere countryes good
to right hir wrongs, or for itt spend or bloods

lanc:
about it then, we for the com̄ons, you for the Courte

Wood:
I, I. good lancaster, I pray be carefull
com brother yorke, we soone shall right all wrong
& send some headless. from the court ere long

Exeunt omnes