Flourish. Enter King and Guard.
Cran. And to your Royall Grace, & the good Queen, My n.o.ble Partners, and my selfe thus pray All comfort, ioy in this most gracious Lady, Heauen euer laid vp to make Parents happy, May hourely fall vpon ye
Kin. Thanke you good Lord Archbishop: What is her Name?
Cran. Elizabeth
Kin. Stand vp Lord, With this Kisse, take my Blessing: G.o.d protect thee, Into whose hand, I giue thy Life
Cran. Amen
Kin. My n.o.ble Gossips, y"haue beene too Prodigall; I thanke ye heartily: So shall this Lady, When she ha"s so much English
Cran. Let me speake Sir, For Heauen now bids me; and the words I vtter, Let none thinke Flattery; for they"l finde "em Truth.
This Royall Infant, Heauen still moue about her; Though in her Cradle; yet now promises Vpon this Land a thousand thousand Blessings, Which Time shall bring to ripenesse: She shall be, (But few now liuing can behold that goodnesse) A Patterne to all Princes liuing with her, And all that shall succeed: Saba was neuer More couetous of Wisedome, and faire Vertue Then this pure Soule shall be. All Princely Graces That mould vp such a mighty Piece as this is, With all the Vertues that attend the good, Shall still be doubled on her. Truth shall Nurse her, Holy and Heauenly thoughts still Counsell her: She shall be lou"d and fear"d. Her owne shall blesse her; Her Foes shake like a Field of beaten Corne, And hang their heads with sorrow: Good growes with her.
In her dayes, Euery Man shall eate in safety, Vnder his owne Vine what he plants; and sing The merry Songs of Peace to all his Neighbours.
G.o.d shall be truely knowne, and those about her, From her shall read the perfect way of Honour, And by those claime their greatnesse; not by Blood.
Nor shall this peace sleepe with her: But as when The Bird of Wonder dyes, the Mayden Phoenix, Her Ashes new create another Heyre, As great in admiration as her selfe.
So shall she leaue her Blessednesse to One, (When Heauen shal call her from this clowd of darknes) Who, from the sacred Ashes of her Honour Shall Star-like rise, as great in fame as she was, And so stand fix"d. Peace, Plenty, Loue, Truth, Terror, That were the Seruants to this chosen Infant, Shall then be his, and like a Vine grow to him; Where euer the bright Sunne of Heauen shall shine, His Honour, and the greatnesse of his Name, Shall be, and make new Nations. He shall flourish, And like a Mountaine Cedar, reach his branches, To all the Plaines about him: Our Childrens Children Shall see this, and blesse Heauen
Kin. Thou speakest wonders
Cran. She shall be to the happinesse of England, An aged Princesse; many dayes shall see her, And yet no day without a deed to Crowne it.
Would I had knowne no more: But she must dye, She must, the Saints must haue her; yet a Virgin, A most vnspotted Lilly shall she pa.s.se To th" ground, and all the World shall mourne her
Kin. O Lord Archbishop Thou hast made me now a man, neuer before This happy Child, did I get any thing.
This Oracle of comfort, ha"s so pleas"d me, That when I am in Heauen, I shall desire To see what this Child does, and praise my Maker.
I thanke ye all. To you my good Lord Maior, And you good Brethren, I am much beholding: I haue receiu"d much Honour by your presence, And ye shall find me thankfull. Lead the way Lords, Ye must all see the Queene, and she must thanke ye, She will be sicke els. This day, no man thinke "Has businesse at his house; for all shall stay: This Little-One shall make it Holy-day.
Exeunt.
THE EPILOGVE. Tis ten to one, this Play can neuer please All that are heere: Some come to take their ease, And sleepe an Act or two; but those we feare W"haue frighted with our Trumpets: so "tis cleare, They"l say tis naught. Others to heare the City Abus"d extreamly, and to cry that"s witty, Which wee haue not done neither; that I feare All the expected good w"are like to heare.
For this Play at this time, is onely in The mercifull construction of good women, For such a one we shew"d "em: If they smile, And say twill doe; I know within a while, All the best men are ours; for "tis ill hap, If they hold, when their Ladies bid "em clap.
FINIS. The Famous History of the Life of King HENRY the Eight.
The Tragedie of Coriola.n.u.s
Actus Primus. Scoena Prima.
Enter a Company of Mutinous Citizens, with Staues, Clubs, and other weapons.
1. Citizen. Before we proceed any further, heare me speake
All. Speake, speake
1.Cit. You are all resolu"d rather to dy then to famish?
All. Resolu"d, resolu"d
1.Cit. First you know, Caius Martius is chiefe enemy to the people
All. We know"t, we know"t
1.Cit. Let vs kill him, and wee"l haue Corne at our own price. Is"t a Verdict?
All. No more talking on"t; Let it be done, away, away 2.Cit. One word, good Citizens
1.Cit. We are accounted poore Citizens, the Patricians good: what Authority surfets one, would releeue vs. If they would yeelde vs but the superfluitie while it were wholsome, wee might guesse they releeued vs humanely: But they thinke we are too deere, the leannesse that afflicts vs, the obiect of our misery, is as an inuentory to particularize their abundance, our sufferance is a gaine to them. Let vs reuenge this with our Pikes, ere we become Rakes. For the G.o.ds know, I speake this in hunger for Bread, not in thirst for Reuenge
2.Cit. Would you proceede especially against Caius Martius
All. Against him first: He"s a very dog to the Commonalty
2.Cit. Consider you what Seruices he ha"s done for his Country?
1.Cit. Very well, and could bee content to giue him good report for"t, but that hee payes himselfe with beeing proud
All. Nay, but speak not maliciously
1.Cit. I say vnto you, what he hath done Famouslie, he did it to that end: though soft conscienc"d men can be content to say it was for his Countrey, he did it to please his Mother, and to be partly proud, which he is, euen to the alt.i.tude of his vertue
2.Cit. What he cannot helpe in his Nature, you account a Vice in him: You must in no way say he is couetous
1.Cit. If I must not, I neede not be barren of Accusations he hath faults (with surplus) to tyre in repet.i.tion.
Showts within.
What showts are these? The other side a"th City is risen: why stay we prating heere? To th" Capitoll
All. Come, come
1 Cit. Soft, who comes heere?
Enter Menenius Agrippa.
2 Cit. Worthy Menenius Agrippa, one that hath alwayes lou"d the people
1 Cit. He"s one honest enough, wold al the rest wer so
Men. What work"s my Countrimen in hand?
Where go you with Bats and Clubs? The matter Speake I pray you
2 Cit. Our busines is not vnknowne to th" Senat, they haue had inkling this fortnight what we intend to do, w now wee"l shew em in deeds: they say poore Suters haue strong breaths, they shal know we haue strong arms too
Menen. Why Masters, my good Friends, mine honest Neighbours, will you vndo your selues?
2 Cit. We cannot Sir, we are vndone already
Men. I tell you Friends, most charitable care Haue the Patricians of you for your wants.
Your suffering in this dearth, you may as well Strike at the Heauen with your staues, as lift them Against the Roman State, whose course will on The way it takes: cracking ten thousand Curbes Of more strong linke a.s.sunder, then can euer Appeare in your impediment. For the Dearth, The G.o.ds, not the Patricians make it, and Your knees to them (not armes) must helpe. Alacke, You are transported by Calamity Thether, where more attends you, and you slander The Helmes o"th State; who care for you like Fathers, When you curse them, as Enemies
2 Cit. Care for vs? True indeed, they nere car"d for vs yet. Suffer vs to famish, and their Store-houses cramm"d with Graine: Make Edicts for Vsurie, to support Vsurers; repeale daily any wholsome Act established against the rich, and prouide more piercing Statutes daily, to chaine vp and restraine the poore. If the Warres eate vs not vppe, they will; and there"s all the loue they beare vs