Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay, Quarto 1
THE
HONORABLE HISTORIE
of frier Bacon, and frier Bongay.
As it was plaid by her Maiesties seruants.
Made by
Robert Greene Maister of Arts.
LONDON,
Printed for Edward White, and are to be sold at his shop, at
the little North dore of Poules, at the signe of
the Gun. 1594.
THE HONOVRABLE
Historie of Frier Bacon.
Enter, Edward the first malcontented with Lacy earle of Lin-
colne, Iohn Warren earle of Sussex, and Ermsbie gentle -
man: Raph Simnell the kings foole.
Sp1Lacie.
WHY lookes my lord like to a troubled skie,
When heauens bright shine, is shadowed with a fogge:
Alate we ran the deere and through the Lawndes
Stript with our nagges the loftie frolicke bucks,
That scudded fore the teisers like the wind,
Nere was the Deere of merry Fresingfield,
So lustily puld down by iolly mates,
Nor sharde the Farmers such fat venison,
So franckly dealt this hundred yeares before:
Nor haue I seene my lord more frolicke in the chace,
And now changde to a melancholie dumpe.
WHY lookes my lord like to a troubled skie,
When heauens bright shine, is shadowed with a fogge:
Alate we ran the deere and through the Lawndes
Stript with our nagges the loftie frolicke bucks,
That scudded fore the teisers like the wind,
Nere was the Deere of merry Fresingfield,
So lustily puld down by iolly mates,
Nor sharde the Farmers such fat venison,
So franckly dealt this hundred yeares before:
Nor haue I seene my lord more frolicke in the chace,
And now changde to a melancholie dumpe.
Sp2Warren.
After the Prince got to the keepers lodge
And had been iocand in the house a while:
Tossing of ale and milke in countrie cannes,
Whether it was the countries sweete content:
Or els the bonny damsell fild vs drinke
That seemd so stately in her stammell red:
Or that a qualme did crosse his stomacke then,
But straight he fell into his passions.
And had been iocand in the house a while:
Tossing of ale and milke in countrie cannes,
Whether it was the countries sweete content:
Or els the bonny damsell fild vs drinke
That seemd so stately in her stammell red:
Or that a qualme did crosse his stomacke then,
But straight he fell into his passions.
A3 Shall
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Shall he thus all amort liue malecontent.
Shall he thus all amort liue malecontent.
Sp10Raphe.
Marrie sirha Ned, thou shalt put on my cap, and
my coat, and my dagger, and I will put on thy clothes, and thy
sword, and so thou shalt be my foole.
my coat, and my dagger, and I will put on thy clothes, and thy
sword, and so thou shalt be my foole.
Sp12Raphe.
Why so thou shalt beguile Loue, for Loue is such a
proud scab, that he will neuer meddle with fooles nor children, Is
not Raphes counsell good Ned.
proud scab, that he will neuer meddle with fooles nor children, Is
not Raphes counsell good Ned.
Sp13Edward.
Tell me Ned Lacie, didst thou marke the mayd,
How liuely in her country weedes she lookt:
A bonier wench all Suffolke cannot yeeld,
All Suffolke, nay all England holds none such.
How liuely in her country weedes she lookt:
A bonier wench all Suffolke cannot yeeld,
All Suffolke, nay all England holds none such.
Sp16Raphe.
He saies all England hath no such, and I say, and
Ile stand to it, there is one better in Warwickshire.
Ile stand to it, there is one better in Warwickshire.
Sp18Raphe.
Why is not the Abbot a learned man, and hath red
many bookes, and thinkest thou he hath not more learning than
thou to choose a bonny wench, yes I warrant thee by his whole
grammer.
many bookes, and thinkest thou he hath not more learning than
thou to choose a bonny wench, yes I warrant thee by his whole
grammer.
Sp20Edward.
Her
I tell the Lacie, that her sparkling eyes,
Doe lighten forth sweet Loues alluring fire:
And in her tresses she doth fold the lookes
Of such as gaze vpon her golden haire,
Her bashfull white mixt with the mornings red,
Luna doth boast vpon her louely cheekes,
Doe lighten forth sweet Loues alluring fire:
And in her tresses she doth fold the lookes
Of such as gaze vpon her golden haire,
Her bashfull white mixt with the mornings red,
Luna doth boast vpon her louely cheekes,
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Her front is beauties table where she paints,
The glories of her gorgious excellence:
Her teeth are shelues of pretious Margarites,
Richly enclosed with ruddie curroll cleues.
Tush Lacie, she is beauties ouermatch,
If thou suruaist her curious imagerie.
Raphe.
Her front is beauties table where she paints,
The glories of her gorgious excellence:
Her teeth are shelues of pretious Margarites,
Richly enclosed with ruddie curroll cleues.
Tush Lacie, she is beauties ouermatch,
If thou suruaist her curious imagerie.
Sp21Lacie.
I grant my lord the damsell is as faire,
As simple Suffolks homely towns can yeeld:
But in the court be quainter dames than she,
Whose faces are enricht with honours taint,
Whose bewties stand vpon the stage of fame,
And vaunt their trophies in the courts of loue.
As simple Suffolks homely towns can yeeld:
But in the court be quainter dames than she,
Whose faces are enricht with honours taint,
Whose bewties stand vpon the stage of fame,
And vaunt their trophies in the courts of loue.
Sp22Eda.
Ah Ned, but hadst thou watcht her as my self,
And seene the secret bewties of the maid,
Their courtly coinesse were but foolery.
And seene the secret bewties of the maid,
Their courtly coinesse were but foolery.
Sp24Edward.
When as she swept like Venus through the house,
And in her shape fast foulded vp my thoughtes:
Into the Milkhouse went I with the maid,
And there amongst the cream-boles she did shine,
As Pallace, mongst her Princely huswiferie:
She turnd her smocke ouer her Lilly armes,
And diued them into milke to run her cheese:
But whiter than the milke her christall skin,
Checked with lines of Azur made her blush,
That art or nature durst bring for compare,
Ermsbie if thou hadst seene as I did note it well,
How bewtie plaid the huswife, how this girle
Like Lucrece laid her fingers to the worke,
Thou wouldest with Tarquine hazard Roome and all
To win the louely mayd of Fresingfield.
And in her shape fast foulded vp my thoughtes:
Into the Milkhouse went I with the maid,
And there amongst the cream-boles she did shine,
As Pallace, mongst her Princely huswiferie:
She turnd her smocke ouer her Lilly armes,
And diued them into milke to run her cheese:
But whiter than the milke her christall skin,
Checked with lines of Azur made her blush,
That art or nature durst bring for compare,
Ermsbie if thou hadst seene as I did note it well,
How bewtie plaid the huswife, how this girle
Like Lucrece laid her fingers to the worke,
Thou wouldest with Tarquine hazard Roome and all
To win the louely mayd of Fresingfield.
Raphe.
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Sp29Raphe.
Why sirra Ned weel ride to Oxford to Frier Bacon, oh
he is a braue scholler sirra, they say he is a braue Nigromancer,
that he can make women of deuils, and hee can iuggle cats into
Costermongers.
he is a braue scholler sirra, they say he is a braue Nigromancer,
that he can make women of deuils, and hee can iuggle cats into
Costermongers.
Sp31Raphe.
Marry sirha thou shalt go to him, and because thy fa-
ther Harry shall not misse thee, hee shall turne me into thee; and
Ile to the Court, and Ile prince it out, and he shall make thee ei-
ther a silken purse, full of gold, or else a fine wrought smocke.
ther Harry shall not misse thee, hee shall turne me into thee; and
Ile to the Court, and Ile prince it out, and he shall make thee ei-
ther a silken purse, full of gold, or else a fine wrought smocke.
Sp33Raphe.
Marry sirha, if thou beest a silken purse full of gold,
then on sundaies sheele hang thee by her side, and you must not
say a word, Now sir when she comes into a great prease of people,
for feare of the cut-purse on a sodaine sheele swap thee into her
plackerd, then sirha being there you may plead for yourselfe.
then on sundaies sheele hang thee by her side, and you must not
say a word, Now sir when she comes into a great prease of people,
for feare of the cut-purse on a sodaine sheele swap thee into her
plackerd, then sirha being there you may plead for yourselfe.
Sp36Raphe.
Then sheele put thee into her chest and lay thee in-
to Lauender, and vpon some good day sheele put thee on, and at
night when you go to bed, then being turnd from a smocke to a
man, you may make vp the match.
to Lauender, and vpon some good day sheele put thee on, and at
night when you go to bed, then being turnd from a smocke to a
man, you may make vp the match.
Sp40Edward.
Lacie the foole hath laid a perfect plot,
For why our countrie Margret is so coy,
And standes so much vpon her honest pointes,
That marriage or no market with the mayd:
Ermsbie, it must be nigromaticke spels,
And charmes of art that must inchaine her loue,
Or else shall Edward neuer win the girle,
Therefore my wags weele horse vs in the morne,
And post to Oxford to this iolly Frier,
Bacon shall by his magicke doe this deed.
For why our countrie Margret is so coy,
And standes so much vpon her honest pointes,
That marriage or no market with the mayd:
Ermsbie, it must be nigromaticke spels,
And charmes of art that must inchaine her loue,
Or else shall Edward neuer win the girle,
Therefore my wags weele horse vs in the morne,
And post to Oxford to this iolly Frier,
Bacon shall by his magicke doe this deed.
Sp41Warren.
I
Content my lord, and thats a speedy way
To weane these head-strong puppies from the teat,
To weane these head-strong puppies from the teat,
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B That
Sp42Edward.
I am vnknowne, not taken for the Prince,
They onely deeme vs frolicke Courtiers,
That reuell thus among our lieges game:
Therefore I haue deuised a pollicie,
Lacie, thou knowst next friday is S. Iames,
And then the country flockes to Harlston faire,
Then will the keepers daughter frolicke there,
And ouer-shine the troupe of all the maids,
That come to see, and to be seene that day.
Haunt thee disguisd among the countrie swaines,
Fain thart a farmers sonne, not far from thence,
Espie her loues, and who she liketh best:
Coat him, and court her to controll the clowne,
Say that the Courtier tyred all in greene,
That helpt her handsomly to run her cheese,
And fild her fathers lodge with venison,
Commends him, and sends fairings to herselfe,
Buy some thing worthie of her parentage,
Not worth her beautie for Lacie then the faire,
Affoords no Iewell fitting for the mayd:
And when thou talkest of me, note if she blush,
Oh then she loues, but if her cheekes waxe pale,
Disdaine it is. Lacie send how she fares,
And spare no time nor cost to win her loues.
They onely deeme vs frolicke Courtiers,
That reuell thus among our lieges game:
Therefore I haue deuised a pollicie,
Lacie, thou knowst next friday is S. Iames,
And then the country flockes to Harlston faire,
Then will the keepers daughter frolicke there,
And ouer-shine the troupe of all the maids,
That come to see, and to be seene that day.
Haunt thee disguisd among the countrie swaines,
Fain thart a farmers sonne, not far from thence,
Espie her loues, and who she liketh best:
Coat him, and court her to controll the clowne,
Say that the Courtier tyred all in greene,
That helpt her handsomly to run her cheese,
And fild her fathers lodge with venison,
Commends him, and sends fairings to herselfe,
Buy some thing worthie of her parentage,
Not worth her beautie for Lacie then the faire,
Affoords no Iewell fitting for the mayd:
And when thou talkest of me, note if she blush,
Oh then she loues, but if her cheekes waxe pale,
Disdaine it is. Lacie send how she fares,
And spare no time nor cost to win her loues.
Sp47Raphe.
Mary euery time that Ned sighs for the keepers
daughter, Ile tie a bell about him, and so within three or foure
daies I will send word to his father Harry, that his sonne and my
maister Ned is become Loues morris dance.
daughter, Ile tie a bell about him, and so within three or foure
daies I will send word to his father Harry, that his sonne and my
maister Ned is become Loues morris dance.
B That
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That he by art, and thou by secret gifts,
Maist make me lord of merrie Fresingfield.
Exeunt.
Enter frier Bacon, with Miles his poore scholer with bookes
vnder his arme, with them Burden, Mason,
Clement, three doctors.
That he by art, and thou by secret gifts,
Maist make me lord of merrie Fresingfield.
Exeunt.
Enter frier Bacon, with Miles his poore scholer with bookes
vnder his arme, with them Burden, Mason,
Clement, three doctors.
Sp54Bacon.
Now maisters of our Academicke state,
That rule in Oxford Vizroies in your place,
Whose heads containe Maps of the liberall arts,
Spending your time in deapth of learned skill,
Why flocke you thus to Bacons secret Cell,
A Frier newly stalde in Brazennose,
Say whats your mind, that I may make replie.
That rule in Oxford Vizroies in your place,
Whose heads containe Maps of the liberall arts,
Spending your time in deapth of learned skill,
Why flocke you thus to Bacons secret Cell,
A Frier newly stalde in Brazennose,
Say whats your mind, that I may make replie.
Sp55Burden.
Bacon we hear, that long we haue suspect,
That thou art read in Magicks mysterie,
In Piromancie to diuine by flames,
To tell by Hadromaticke, ebbes and tides,
By Aeromancie, to discouer doubts,
To plaine out questions, as Apollo did.
That thou art read in Magicks mysterie,
In Piromancie to diuine by flames,
To tell by Hadromaticke, ebbes and tides,
By Aeromancie, to discouer doubts,
To plaine out questions, as Apollo did.
Sp57Miles.
Marie sir he doth but fulfill by rehearsing of these
names the Fable of the Fox and the grapes, that which is aboue
vs, pertains nothing to vs.
names the Fable of the Fox and the grapes, that which is aboue
vs, pertains nothing to vs.
Sp58Burden.
And
I tell thee Bacon, Oxford makes report,
Nay England, and the court of Henrie saies,
Thart making of a brazen head by art,
Which shall vnfold strange doubts and Aphorismes,
And read a lecture in Philosophie,
Nay England, and the court of Henrie saies,
Thart making of a brazen head by art,
Which shall vnfold strange doubts and Aphorismes,
And read a lecture in Philosophie,
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And by the helpe of Diuels and ghastly fiends,
Thou meanst ere many yeares or daies be past,
To compasse England with a wall of brasse.
And by the helpe of Diuels and ghastly fiends,
Thou meanst ere many yeares or daies be past,
To compasse England with a wall of brasse.
Sp60Miles.
What of this maister, why he doth speak mystically,
for he knowes if your skill faile to make a brazen head, yet mo-
ther waters strong ale will fit his turne to make him haue a cop-
per nose.
for he knowes if your skill faile to make a brazen head, yet mo-
ther waters strong ale will fit his turne to make him haue a cop-
per nose.
Sp61Clement.
Bacon we come not greeuing at thy skill,
But ioieng that our Academie yeelds
A man supposde the woonder of the world,
For if thy cunning worke these myracles,
England and Europe shall admire thy fame,
And Oxford shall in characters of brasse,
And statues, such as were built vp in Rome,
Eternize Frier Bacon for his art.
But ioieng that our Academie yeelds
A man supposde the woonder of the world,
For if thy cunning worke these myracles,
England and Europe shall admire thy fame,
And Oxford shall in characters of brasse,
And statues, such as were built vp in Rome,
Eternize Frier Bacon for his art.
Sp63Bacon.
B2
Carued
Seeing you come as friends vnto the frier
Resolue you doctors, Bacon can by bookes,
Make storming Boreas thunder from his caue,
And dimme faire Luna to a darke Eclipse,
The great arch-ruler, potentate of hell,
Trembles, when Bacon bids him, or his fiends,
Bow to the force of his Pentageron.
What art can worke, the frolicke frier knowes,
And therefore will I turne my Magicke bookes,
And straine out Nigromancie to the deepe,
I haue contrivd and framde a head of brasse,
(I made Belcephon hammer out the stuffe)
And that by art shall read Philosophie,
And I will strengthen England by my skill,
That if ten Cæ sars livd and raignd in Rome,
With all the legions Europe doth containe,
They should not touch a grasse of English ground,
The worke that Ninus reard at Babylon,
The brazen walles framde by Semiramis,
Resolue you doctors, Bacon can by bookes,
Make storming Boreas thunder from his caue,
And dimme faire Luna to a darke Eclipse,
The great arch-ruler, potentate of hell,
Trembles, when Bacon bids him, or his fiends,
Bow to the force of his Pentageron.
What art can worke, the frolicke frier knowes,
And therefore will I turne my Magicke bookes,
And straine out Nigromancie to the deepe,
I haue contrivd and framde a head of brasse,
(I made Belcephon hammer out the stuffe)
And that by art shall read Philosophie,
And I will strengthen England by my skill,
That if ten Cæ sars livd and raignd in Rome,
With all the legions Europe doth containe,
They should not touch a grasse of English ground,
The worke that Ninus reard at Babylon,
The brazen walles framde by Semiramis,
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Carued out like to the portall of the sunne,
Shall not be such as rings the English strond:
From Douer to the market place of Rie.
Burden
Carued out like to the portall of the sunne,
Shall not be such as rings the English strond:
From Douer to the market place of Rie.
Sp68Mason.
No doubt but magicke may doe much in this,
For he that reades but Mathematicke rules,
Shall finde conclusions that auaile to worke,
Wonders that passe the common sense of men.
For he that reades but Mathematicke rules,
Shall finde conclusions that auaile to worke,
Wonders that passe the common sense of men.
Sp69Burden.
But Bacon roues a bow beyond his reach,
And tels of more than magicke can performe:
Thinking to get a fame by fooleries,
Haue I not past as farre in state of schooles:
And red of many secrets, yet to thinke,
That heads of Brasse can vtter any voice,
Or more, to tell of deepe philosophie,
This is a fable Æsop had forgot.
And tels of more than magicke can performe:
Thinking to get a fame by fooleries,
Haue I not past as farre in state of schooles:
And red of many secrets, yet to thinke,
That heads of Brasse can vtter any voice,
Or more, to tell of deepe philosophie,
This is a fable Æsop had forgot.
Sp70Bacon.
Burden, thou wrongst me in detracting thus,
Bacon loues not to stuffe himselfe with lies:
But tell me fore these Doctors if thou dare,
Of certaine questions I shall moue to thee.
Bacon loues not to stuffe himselfe with lies:
But tell me fore these Doctors if thou dare,
Of certaine questions I shall moue to thee.
Sp72Miles.
Marrie sir heele straight be on your pickpacke to
knowe whether the feminine or the masculin gender be most
worthie.
knowe whether the feminine or the masculin gender be most
worthie.
Burden
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Enter a woman with a shoulder of mutton
on a spit, and a Deuill.
Sp80Miles.
Nay maister Burden, my maister ere hee hath done
with you, will turne you from a doctor to a dunce, and shake you
so small, that he will leaue no more learning in you than is in Ba-
laams Asse.
with you, will turne you from a doctor to a dunce, and shake you
so small, that he will leaue no more learning in you than is in Ba-
laams Asse.
Sp81Bacon.
Maisters, for that learned Burdens skill is deepe,
And sore he doubts of Bacons Cabalisme:
Ile shew you why he haunts to Henly oft,
Not doctors for to tast the fragrant aire:
But there to spend the night in Alcumie,
To multiplie with secret spels of art.
Thus priuat steales he learning from vs all,
To prooue my sayings true, Ile shew you straight,
The booke he keepes at Henly for himselfe.
And sore he doubts of Bacons Cabalisme:
Ile shew you why he haunts to Henly oft,
Not doctors for to tast the fragrant aire:
But there to spend the night in Alcumie,
To multiplie with secret spels of art.
Thus priuat steales he learning from vs all,
To prooue my sayings true, Ile shew you straight,
The booke he keepes at Henly for himselfe.
Sp83Bacon.
Maisters stand still, feare not, Ile shewe you but his
booke.
Heere he coniures.
Per omnes deos infernales Belcephon.
booke.
Heere he coniures.
Per omnes deos infernales Belcephon.
Enter a woman with a shoulder of mutton
on a spit, and a Deuill.
Sp84Miles.
Oh maister cease your coniuration, or you spoile all, for
heeres a shee diuell come with a shoulder of mutton on a spit, you
haue mard the diuels supper, but no doubt hee thinkes our Col-
ledge fare is slender, and so hath sent you his cooke with a shoul-
der of mutton to make it exceed.
heeres a shee diuell come with a shoulder of mutton on a spit, you
haue mard the diuels supper, but no doubt hee thinkes our Col-
ledge fare is slender, and so hath sent you his cooke with a shoul-
der of mutton to make it exceed.
Sp89Hostesse.
B3
No
As I was in the kitchen mongst the maydes,
Spitting the meate against supper for my guesse:
A motion mooued me to looke forth of dore.
Spitting the meate against supper for my guesse:
A motion mooued me to looke forth of dore.
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No sooner had I pried into the yard,
But straight a whirlewind hoisted me from thence,
And mounted me aloft vnto the cloudes:
As in a trance I thought nor feared nought,
Nor know I where or whether I was tane:
Nor where I am, nor what these persons be.
Exeunt Hostesse and the Deuill.
supper,
No sooner had I pried into the yard,
But straight a whirlewind hoisted me from thence,
And mounted me aloft vnto the cloudes:
As in a trance I thought nor feared nought,
Nor know I where or whether I was tane:
Nor where I am, nor what these persons be.
Sp91Hostesse.
Oh yes good sir, he is my daily guest,
What maister Burden, twas but yesternight,
That you and I at Henly plaid at cardes.
What maister Burden, twas but yesternight,
That you and I at Henly plaid at cardes.
Sp94Bacon.
It is, but Burden tell me now,
Thinkest thou that Bacons Nicromanticke skill,
Cannot performe his head and wall of Brasse,
When he can fetch thine hostesse in such post.
Thinkest thou that Bacons Nicromanticke skill,
Cannot performe his head and wall of Brasse,
When he can fetch thine hostesse in such post.
Sp95Miles.
Ile warrant you maister, if maister Burden could con-
iure as well as you, hee would haue his booke euerie night from
Henly to study on at Oxford.
iure as well as you, hee would haue his booke euerie night from
Henly to study on at Oxford.
Sp96Mason.
Burden what are you mated by this frolicke Frier,
Looke how he droops, his guiltie conscience
Driues him to bash and makes his hostesse blush.
Looke how he droops, his guiltie conscience
Driues him to bash and makes his hostesse blush.
Sp97Bacon.
Well mistres for I wil not haue you mist,
You shall to Henly to cheere vp your guests
Fore supper ginne, Burden bid her adew,
Say farewell to your hostesse fore she goes,
Sirha away, and set her safe at home.
You shall to Henly to cheere vp your guests
Fore supper ginne, Burden bid her adew,
Say farewell to your hostesse fore she goes,
Sirha away, and set her safe at home.
Exeunt Hostesse and the Deuill.
supper,
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supper, coniure vp an other spirite, and send doctor Burden fly-
ing after.
Exeunt omnes.
Enter Margaret the faire mayd of Fresingfield, with Thomas
and Ione, and other clownes: Lacie disguised in countrie
apparell.
And
supper, coniure vp an other spirite, and send doctor Burden fly-
ing after.
Sp103Bacon.
Thus rulers of our Accademicke state,
You haue seene the Frier frame his art by proofe:
And as the colledge called Brazennose,
Is vnder him and he the maister there:
So surely shall this head of brasse be framde,
And yeeld forth strange and vncoth Aphorismes:
And Hell and Heccate shall faile the Frier,
But I will circle England round with brasse.
You haue seene the Frier frame his art by proofe:
And as the colledge called Brazennose,
Is vnder him and he the maister there:
So surely shall this head of brasse be framde,
And yeeld forth strange and vncoth Aphorismes:
And Hell and Heccate shall faile the Frier,
But I will circle England round with brasse.
Exeunt omnes.
Enter Margaret the faire mayd of Fresingfield, with Thomas
and Ione, and other clownes: Lacie disguised in countrie
apparell.
Sp105Thomas.
By my troth Margret heeres a wether is able to
make a man call his father whorson, if this wether hold wee shall
haue hay good cheape, and butter and cheese at Harlston will
beare no price.
make a man call his father whorson, if this wether hold wee shall
haue hay good cheape, and butter and cheese at Harlston will
beare no price.
Sp106Margret.
Thomas, maides when they come to see the faire,
Count not to make a cope for dearth of hay,
When we haue turnd our butter to the salt,
And set our cheese safely vpon the rackes.
Then let our fathers prise it as they please,
We countrie sluts of merry Fresingfield,
Come to buy needlesse noughts to make vs fine,
And looke that yong-men should be francke this day,
And court vs with such fairings as they can.
Phæbus is blythe and frolicke lookes from heauen,
As when he courted louely Semele:
Swearing the pedlers shall haue emptie packs,
If that faire wether may make chapmen buy.
Count not to make a cope for dearth of hay,
When we haue turnd our butter to the salt,
And set our cheese safely vpon the rackes.
Then let our fathers prise it as they please,
We countrie sluts of merry Fresingfield,
Come to buy needlesse noughts to make vs fine,
And looke that yong-men should be francke this day,
And court vs with such fairings as they can.
Phæbus is blythe and frolicke lookes from heauen,
As when he courted louely Semele:
Swearing the pedlers shall haue emptie packs,
If that faire wether may make chapmen buy.
And
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And seeing such a sweet and seemly saint,
Shewes all his glories for to court your selfe.
All this while Lacie whispers Margret in the eare.
And seeing such a sweet and seemly saint,
Shewes all his glories for to court your selfe.
Sp108Margret.
This is a fairing gentle sir indeed,
To sooth me vp with such smooth flatterie,
But learne of me your scoffes to broad before:
Well Ione our bewties must abide their iestes,
We serue the turne in iolly Fresingfield.
To sooth me vp with such smooth flatterie,
But learne of me your scoffes to broad before:
Well Ione our bewties must abide their iestes,
We serue the turne in iolly Fresingfield.
Sp109Ione.
Margret, a farmers daughter for a farmers sonne,
I warrant you the meanest of vs both,
Shall haue a mate to leade vs from the Church:
But Thomas whats the newes? what in a dumpe.
Giue me your hand, we are neere a pedlers shop,
Out with your purse we must haue fairings now.
I warrant you the meanest of vs both,
Shall haue a mate to leade vs from the Church:
But Thomas whats the newes? what in a dumpe.
Giue me your hand, we are neere a pedlers shop,
Out with your purse we must haue fairings now.
Sp110Thomas.
Faith Ione and shall, Ile bestow a fairing on you, and
then we will to the Tauern, and snap off a pint of wine or two.
then we will to the Tauern, and snap off a pint of wine or two.
All this while Lacie whispers Margret in the eare.
Sp111Margret.
Whence are you sir, of Suffolke, for your tearmes
are finer than the common sort of men?
are finer than the common sort of men?
Sp112Lacie.
Faith louely girle, I am of Beckles by,
Your neighbour not aboue six miles from hence,
A farmers sonne that neuer was so quaint,
But that he could do courtesie to such dames:
But trust me Margret I am sent in charge,
From him that reueld in your fathers house,
And fild his Lodge with cheere and venison,
Tyred in greene, he sent you this rich purse:
His token, that he helpt you run your cheese,
And in the milkhouse chatted with your selfe.
Your neighbour not aboue six miles from hence,
A farmers sonne that neuer was so quaint,
But that he could do courtesie to such dames:
But trust me Margret I am sent in charge,
From him that reueld in your fathers house,
And fild his Lodge with cheere and venison,
Tyred in greene, he sent you this rich purse:
His token, that he helpt you run your cheese,
And in the milkhouse chatted with your selfe.
Sp115Margret.
Ione.
Oh pardon sir, I call to mind the man,
Twere little manners to refuse his gift,
And yet I hope he sends it not for loue:
For we haue little leisure to debate of that.
Twere little manners to refuse his gift,
And yet I hope he sends it not for loue:
For we haue little leisure to debate of that.
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Exeunt omnes. C Enter
Sp118Richard.
Sirha are you of Beckls? I pray how dooth good-
man Cob, my father bought a horse of him, Ile tell you Marget,
a were good to be a gentlemans iade, for of all things the foule
hilding could not abide a doongcart.
man Cob, my father bought a horse of him, Ile tell you Marget,
a were good to be a gentlemans iade, for of all things the foule
hilding could not abide a doongcart.
Sp119Margret.
How different is this farmer from the rest,
That earst as yet hath pleasd my wandring sight,
His words are wittie, quickened with a smile,
His courtesie gentle, smelling of the court,
Facill and debonaire in all his deeds,
Proportiond as was Paris, when in gray,
He courted Aenon in the vale by Troy.
Great lords haue come and pleaded for my loue,
Who but the keepers lasse of Fresingfield,
And yet me thinks this Farmers iolly sonne,
Passeth the prowdest that hath pleasd mine eye.
But Peg disclose not that thou art in loue,
And shew as yet no signe of loue to him,
Although thou well wouldst wish him for thy loue
Keepe that to thee till time doth serue thy turne,
To shew the greefe wherein thy heart doth burne.
Come Ione and Thomas, shall we to the faire,
You Beckls man will not forsake vs now,
That earst as yet hath pleasd my wandring sight,
His words are wittie, quickened with a smile,
His courtesie gentle, smelling of the court,
Facill and debonaire in all his deeds,
Proportiond as was Paris, when in gray,
He courted Aenon in the vale by Troy.
Great lords haue come and pleaded for my loue,
Who but the keepers lasse of Fresingfield,
And yet me thinks this Farmers iolly sonne,
Passeth the prowdest that hath pleasd mine eye.
But Peg disclose not that thou art in loue,
And shew as yet no signe of loue to him,
Although thou well wouldst wish him for thy loue
Keepe that to thee till time doth serue thy turne,
To shew the greefe wherein thy heart doth burne.
Come Ione and Thomas, shall we to the faire,
You Beckls man will not forsake vs now,
Sp121Margret.
Well if you chaunce to come by Fresingfield,
Make but a step into the keepers lodge,
And such poore fare as Woodmen can affoord,
Butter and cheese, creame, and fat venison,
You shall haue store, and welcome therewithall.
Make but a step into the keepers lodge,
And such poore fare as Woodmen can affoord,
Butter and cheese, creame, and fat venison,
You shall haue store, and welcome therewithall.
Exeunt omnes. C Enter
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Enter Henry the third, the emperour, the king of Castile, Elinor
his daughter, Iaques Vandermast a Germaine.
To
Enter Henry the third, the emperour, the king of Castile, Elinor
his daughter, Iaques Vandermast a Germaine.
Sp123Henrie.
Great men of Europe, monarks of the West,
Ringd with the wals of old Oceanus,
Whose loftie surges like the battelments,
That compast high built Babell in with towers,
Welcome my lords, welcome braue westerne kings,
To Englands shore, whose promontorie cleeues,
Shewes Albion is another little world,
Welcome sayes English Henrie to you all,
Chiefly vnto the louely Eleanour,
Who darde for Edwards sake cut through the seas,
And venture as Agenors damsell through the deepe,
To get the loue of Henries wanton sonne.
Ringd with the wals of old Oceanus,
Whose loftie surges like the battelments,
That compast high built Babell in with towers,
Welcome my lords, welcome braue westerne kings,
To Englands shore, whose promontorie cleeues,
Shewes Albion is another little world,
Welcome sayes English Henrie to you all,
Chiefly vnto the louely Eleanour,
Who darde for Edwards sake cut through the seas,
And venture as Agenors damsell through the deepe,
To get the loue of Henries wanton sonne.
Sp124Castile.
Englands rich Monarch braue Plantagenet,
The Pyren mounts swelling aboue the clouds,
That ward the welthie Castile in with walles,
Could not detaine the beautious Eleanour,
But hearing of the fame of Edwards youth,
She darde to brooke Neptunus haughtie pride,
And bide the brunt of froward Eolus,
Then may faire England welcome her the more.
The Pyren mounts swelling aboue the clouds,
That ward the welthie Castile in with walles,
Could not detaine the beautious Eleanour,
But hearing of the fame of Edwards youth,
She darde to brooke Neptunus haughtie pride,
And bide the brunt of froward Eolus,
Then may faire England welcome her the more.
Sp125Elinor.
After that English Henrie by his lords,
Had sent prince Edwards louely counterfeit,
A present to the Castile Elinor,
The comly pourtrait of so braue a man,
The vertuous fame discoursed of his deeds,
Edwards couragious resolution,
Done at the holy land fore Damas walles,
Led both mine eye and thought in equall links,
To like so of the English Monarchs sonne,
That I attempted perrils for his sake.
Had sent prince Edwards louely counterfeit,
A present to the Castile Elinor,
The comly pourtrait of so braue a man,
The vertuous fame discoursed of his deeds,
Edwards couragious resolution,
Done at the holy land fore Damas walles,
Led both mine eye and thought in equall links,
To like so of the English Monarchs sonne,
That I attempted perrils for his sake.
To
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To Suffolke side, to merrie Fremingham,
To sport himselfe amongst my fallow deere,
From thence by packets sent to Hampton house,
We heare the Prince is ridden with his lords,
To Oxford, in the Academie there,
To heare dispute amongst the learned men,
But we will send foorth letters for my sonne,
To will him come from Oxford to the court.
To Suffolke side, to merrie Fremingham,
To sport himselfe amongst my fallow deere,
From thence by packets sent to Hampton house,
We heare the Prince is ridden with his lords,
To Oxford, in the Academie there,
To heare dispute amongst the learned men,
But we will send foorth letters for my sonne,
To will him come from Oxford to the court.
Sp128Empe.
Nay rather Henrie let vs as we be,
Ride for to visite Oxford with our traine,
Faine would I see your Vniuersities,
And what learned men your Academie yields,
From Haspurg haue I brought a learned clarke,
To hold dispute with English Orators.
This doctor surnamde Iaques Vandermast,
A Germaine borne, past into Padua,
To Florence, and to faire Bolonia,
To Paris, Rheims, and stately Orleans,
And talking there with men of art, put downe
The chiefest of them all in Aphorismes,
In Magicke, and the Mathematicke rules,
Now let vs Henrie trie him in your schooles.
Ride for to visite Oxford with our traine,
Faine would I see your Vniuersities,
And what learned men your Academie yields,
From Haspurg haue I brought a learned clarke,
To hold dispute with English Orators.
This doctor surnamde Iaques Vandermast,
A Germaine borne, past into Padua,
To Florence, and to faire Bolonia,
To Paris, Rheims, and stately Orleans,
And talking there with men of art, put downe
The chiefest of them all in Aphorismes,
In Magicke, and the Mathematicke rules,
Now let vs Henrie trie him in your schooles.
Sp129Henrie.
Exit.
C2
Enter
He shal my lord, this motion likes me wel,
Weele progresse straight to Oxford with our trains,
And see what men our Academie bringes.
And woonder Vandermast welcome to me
In Oxford shalt thou find a iollie frier,
Cald Frier Bacon, Englands only flower
Set him but Non-plus in his magicke spels,
And make him yeeld in Mathematicke rules,
And for thy glorie I will bind thy browes,
Not with a poets garland made of Baies,
But with a coronet of choicest gold,
Whilst then we fit to Oxford with our troupes,
Lets in and banquet in our English court.
Weele progresse straight to Oxford with our trains,
And see what men our Academie bringes.
And woonder Vandermast welcome to me
In Oxford shalt thou find a iollie frier,
Cald Frier Bacon, Englands only flower
Set him but Non-plus in his magicke spels,
And make him yeeld in Mathematicke rules,
And for thy glorie I will bind thy browes,
Not with a poets garland made of Baies,
But with a coronet of choicest gold,
Whilst then we fit to Oxford with our troupes,
Lets in and banquet in our English court.
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Enter Raphe Simnell in Edwardes apparrell, Ed -
ward, Warren, Ermsby disguised.
Enter Bacon and Miles.
Enter Raphe Simnell in Edwardes apparrell, Ed -
ward, Warren, Ermsby disguised.
Sp134Raphe.
Marrie sir, Ile send to the Ile of Eely for foure or fiue
dozen of Geese, and Ile haue them tide six and six together with
whipcord, Now vpon their backes will I haue a faire field bed,
with a Canapie, and so when it is my pleasure Ile flee into what
place I please; this will be easie.
dozen of Geese, and Ile haue them tide six and six together with
whipcord, Now vpon their backes will I haue a faire field bed,
with a Canapie, and so when it is my pleasure Ile flee into what
place I please; this will be easie.
Sp135Warren.
Your honour hath said well, but shall we to Brasen-
nose Colledge before we pull off our bootes.
nose Colledge before we pull off our bootes.
Sp136Ermsbie.
Warren well motioned, wee will to the Frier
Before we reuell it within the towne.
Raphe see you keepe your countenance like a Prince.
Before we reuell it within the towne.
Raphe see you keepe your countenance like a Prince.
Sp137Raphe.
Wherefore haue I such a companie of cutting knaues
to wait vpon me, but to keep and defend my countenance against
all mine enemies: haue you not good swords and bucklers.
to wait vpon me, but to keep and defend my countenance against
all mine enemies: haue you not good swords and bucklers.
Enter Bacon and Miles.
Sp140Bacon.
Why thou arrant dunce shal I neuer make thee good
scholler, doth not all the towne crie out, and say, Frier Bacons
subsi ser is the greatest blockhead in all Oxford, why thou canst
not speake one word of true Latine.
scholler, doth not all the towne crie out, and say, Frier Bacons
subsi ser is the greatest blockhead in all Oxford, why thou canst
not speake one word of true Latine.
Sp141Miles.
Bacon.
No sir, yes what is this els; Ego sum tuus homo, I am
your man, I warrant you sir as good Tullies phrase as any is in
Oxford.
your man, I warrant you sir as good Tullies phrase as any is in
Oxford.
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Strike him a box on the eare.
C3 Bacon.
Sp147Edw.
Come let vs breake off this dispute between these two.
Sirha, where is Brazennose Colledge.
Sirha, where is Brazennose Colledge.
Sp154Raphe.
Sirha I am the maister of these good fellowes, mayst
thou not know me to be a Lord by my reparrell.
thou not know me to be a Lord by my reparrell.
Sp155Miles.
Then heeres good game for the hawke, for heers the
maister foole, and a couie of Cockscombs, one wise man I thinke
would spring you all.
maister foole, and a couie of Cockscombs, one wise man I thinke
would spring you all.
Sp159Miles.
A companie of scabbes, the proudest of you all drawe
your weapon if he can,
See how boldly I speake now my maister is by.
your weapon if he can,
See how boldly I speake now my maister is by.
Sp160Edward.
I striue in vaine, but if my sword be shut,
And coniured fast by magicke in my sheath,
Villaine heere is my fist.
And coniured fast by magicke in my sheath,
Villaine heere is my fist.
Strike him a box on the eare.
Sp161Miles.
Oh I beseech you coniure his hands too, that he may
not lift his armes to his head, for he is light fingered.
not lift his armes to his head, for he is light fingered.
C3 Bacon.
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Sp167Bacon.
Could you not iudge when all your swords grew fast,
That frier Bacon was not farre from hence:
Edward king Henries sonne and Prince of Wales,
Thy foole disguisd cannot conceale thy selfe,
I know both Ermsbie and the Sussex Earle,
Els Frier Bacon had but little skill.
Thou comest in post from merrie Fresingfield,
Fast fancied to the keepers bonny lasse,
To craue some succour of the iolly Frier,
And Lacie Eare of Lincolne hast thou left,
To treat faire Margret to allow thy loues:
But friends are men, and loue can baffle lords.
The Earle both woes and courtes her for himselfe.
That frier Bacon was not farre from hence:
Edward king Henries sonne and Prince of Wales,
Thy foole disguisd cannot conceale thy selfe,
I know both Ermsbie and the Sussex Earle,
Els Frier Bacon had but little skill.
Thou comest in post from merrie Fresingfield,
Fast fancied to the keepers bonny lasse,
To craue some succour of the iolly Frier,
And Lacie Eare of Lincolne hast thou left,
To treat faire Margret to allow thy loues:
But friends are men, and loue can baffle lords.
The Earle both woes and courtes her for himselfe.
Sp170Edward.
I stand amazed to heare this iolly Frier,
Tell euen the verie secrets of my thoughts:
But learned Bacon since thou knowest the cause,
Why I did post so fast from Fresingfield.
Helpe Frier at a pinch, that I may haue
The loue of louely Margret to my selfe,
And as I am true Prince of Wales, Ile giue
Liuing and lands to strength thy colledge state.
Tell euen the verie secrets of my thoughts:
But learned Bacon since thou knowest the cause,
Why I did post so fast from Fresingfield.
Helpe Frier at a pinch, that I may haue
The loue of louely Margret to my selfe,
And as I am true Prince of Wales, Ile giue
Liuing and lands to strength thy colledge state.
Sp172Raphe.
Why seruant Ned, will not the frier doe it. Were
not my sword glued to my scabberd by coniuration, I would cut
off his head and make him do it by force.
not my sword glued to my scabberd by coniuration, I would cut
off his head and make him do it by force.
Sp173Miles.
In faith my lord, your manhood and your sword is all
alike, they are so fast coniured that we shall neuer see them.
alike, they are so fast coniured that we shall neuer see them.
Sp174Ermsbie.
Wat doctor in a dumpe, tush helpe the prince,
And thou shalt see how liberall he will prooue,
And thou shalt see how liberall he will prooue,
Sp175Bacon.
And
Craue not such actions, greater dumps than these,
I will my lord straine out my magicke spels,
For this day comes the earle to Fresingfield,
I will my lord straine out my magicke spels,
For this day comes the earle to Fresingfield,
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And fore that night shuts in the day with darke,
Theile be betrothed ech to other fast:
But come with me, weele to my studie straight,
And in a glasse prospectiue I will shew
Whats done this day in merry Fresingfield.
Exeunt.
Bacon and Edward goes into the study.
Enter Margret and Frier Bungay.
Onely
And fore that night shuts in the day with darke,
Theile be betrothed ech to other fast:
But come with me, weele to my studie straight,
And in a glasse prospectiue I will shew
Whats done this day in merry Fresingfield.
Sp177Bacon.
But send your traine my lord into the towne,
My scholler shall go bring them to their Inne:
Meane while weele see the knauerie of the earle.
My scholler shall go bring them to their Inne:
Meane while weele see the knauerie of the earle.
Sp178Edward.
Warren leaue me and Ermsbie, take the foole,
Let him be maister and go reuell it,
Till I and Frier Bacon talke a while.
Let him be maister and go reuell it,
Till I and Frier Bacon talke a while.
Sp180Raphe.
Faith Ned and Ile lord it out till thou comest, Ile be
Prince of Wales ouer all the blacke pots in Oxford.
Prince of Wales ouer all the blacke pots in Oxford.
Exeunt.
Bacon and Edward goes into the study.
Sp181Bacon.
Now frolick Edward, welcome to my Cell,
Heere tempers Frier Bacon many toies:
And holds this place his consi storie court,
Wherin the diuels pleads homage to his words,
Within this glasse prospectiue thou shalt see
This day whats done in merry Fresingfield,
Twixt louely Peggie and the Lincolne earle.
Heere tempers Frier Bacon many toies:
And holds this place his consi storie court,
Wherin the diuels pleads homage to his words,
Within this glasse prospectiue thou shalt see
This day whats done in merry Fresingfield,
Twixt louely Peggie and the Lincolne earle.
Enter Margret and Frier Bungay.
Onely
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Onely attended by a iolly frier.
Enter Lacie.
Bacon.
Onely attended by a iolly frier.
Sp187Margret.
But tell me frier Bungay is it true,
That this faire courtious countrie swaine,
Who saies his father is a farmer nie,
Can be lord Lacie earle of Lincolnshire.
That this faire courtious countrie swaine,
Who saies his father is a farmer nie,
Can be lord Lacie earle of Lincolnshire.
Sp188Bungay.
Peggie tis true, tis Lacie for my life,
Or else mine art and cunning both doth faile.
Left by prince Edward to procure his loues,
For he in greene that holpe you runne your cheese,
Is sonne to Henry and the prince of Wales.
Or else mine art and cunning both doth faile.
Left by prince Edward to procure his loues,
For he in greene that holpe you runne your cheese,
Is sonne to Henry and the prince of Wales.
Sp189Margret.
Be what he will his lure is but for lust.
But did lord Lacie like poore Margret,
Or would he daine to wed a countrie lasse,
Frier, I would his humble handmayd be,
And for great wealth, quite him with courtesie.
But did lord Lacie like poore Margret,
Or would he daine to wed a countrie lasse,
Frier, I would his humble handmayd be,
And for great wealth, quite him with courtesie.
Sp191Margret.
His personage like the pride of vaunting Troy,
Might well auouch to shadow Hellens cape:
His wit is quicke and readie in conceit,
As Greece affoorded in her chiefest prime
Courteous, ah Frier full of pleasing smiles,
Trust me I loue too much to tell thee more,
Suffice to me he is Englands parramour.
Might well auouch to shadow Hellens cape:
His wit is quicke and readie in conceit,
As Greece affoorded in her chiefest prime
Courteous, ah Frier full of pleasing smiles,
Trust me I loue too much to tell thee more,
Suffice to me he is Englands parramour.
Sp192Bungay.
Hath not ech eye that viewd thy pleasing face,
Surnamed thee faire maid of Fresingfield.
Surnamed thee faire maid of Fresingfield.
Enter Lacie.
Bacon.
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D Seedes
Sp200Lacie.
Daphne the damsell, that caught Phæbus fast,
And lockt him in the brightnesse of her lookes,
Was not so beautious in Appollos eyes,
As is faire Margret to the Lincolne earle,
Recant thee Lacie thou art put in trust,
Edward thy soueraignes sonne hath chosen thee
A secret friend to court her for himselfe:
And darest thou wrong thy Prince with trecherie.
Lacie, loue makes no acception of a friend,
Nor deemes it of a Prince, but as a man:
Honour bids thee controll him in his lust,
His wooing is not for to wed the girle,
But to intrap her and beguile the lasse:
Lacie thou louest, then brooke not such abuse,
But wed her, and abide thy Princes frowne:
For better die, then see her liue disgracde.
And lockt him in the brightnesse of her lookes,
Was not so beautious in Appollos eyes,
As is faire Margret to the Lincolne earle,
Recant thee Lacie thou art put in trust,
Edward thy soueraignes sonne hath chosen thee
A secret friend to court her for himselfe:
And darest thou wrong thy Prince with trecherie.
Lacie, loue makes no acception of a friend,
Nor deemes it of a Prince, but as a man:
Honour bids thee controll him in his lust,
His wooing is not for to wed the girle,
But to intrap her and beguile the lasse:
Lacie thou louest, then brooke not such abuse,
But wed her, and abide thy Princes frowne:
For better die, then see her liue disgracde.
Sp201Margret.
Come Frier I will shake him from his dumpes,
How cheere you sir, a penie for your thought:
Your early vp, pray God it be the neere,
What come from Beckles in a morne so soone.
How cheere you sir, a penie for your thought:
Your early vp, pray God it be the neere,
What come from Beckles in a morne so soone.
Sp202Lacie.
Thus watchfull are such men as liue in loue,
Whose eyes brooke broken slumbers for their sleepe,
I tell thee Peggie since last Harlston faire,
My minde hath felt a heape of passions.
Whose eyes brooke broken slumbers for their sleepe,
I tell thee Peggie since last Harlston faire,
My minde hath felt a heape of passions.
Sp203Margret.
A trustie man that court it for your friend,
Woo you still for the courtier all in greene.
I maruell that he sues not for himselfe.
Woo you still for the courtier all in greene.
I maruell that he sues not for himselfe.
Sp204Lacie.
Peggie, I pleaded first to get your grace for him,
But when mine eies suruaid your beautious lookes
Loue like a wagge, straight diued into my heart,
And there did shrine the Idea of your selfe:
Pittie me though I be a farmers sonne,
And measure not my riches but my loue.
But when mine eies suruaid your beautious lookes
Loue like a wagge, straight diued into my heart,
And there did shrine the Idea of your selfe:
Pittie me though I be a farmers sonne,
And measure not my riches but my loue.
D Seedes
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Seeds must haue time to sprout before they spring,
Loue ought to creepe as doth the dials shade,
For timely ripe is rotten too too soone.
Lacie.
Seeds must haue time to sprout before they spring,
Loue ought to creepe as doth the dials shade,
For timely ripe is rotten too too soone.
Sp206Bungay.
Deus hic, roome for a merry Frier,
What youth of Beckles, with the keepers lasse,
Tis well, but tell me heere you any newes.
What youth of Beckles, with the keepers lasse,
Tis well, but tell me heere you any newes.
Sp210Bungay.
Dwelst thou in Beckles & heerst not of these news,
Lacie the Earle of Lincolne is late fled
From Windsor court disguised like a swaine,
And lurkes about the countrie heere vnknowne.
Henrie suspects him of some trecherie,
And therefore doth proclaime in euery way,
That who can take the Lincolne earle, shall haue
Paid in the Exchequer twentie thousand crownes.
Lacie the Earle of Lincolne is late fled
From Windsor court disguised like a swaine,
And lurkes about the countrie heere vnknowne.
Henrie suspects him of some trecherie,
And therefore doth proclaime in euery way,
That who can take the Lincolne earle, shall haue
Paid in the Exchequer twentie thousand crownes.
Sp211Lacie.
The earle of Lincoln, Frier thou art mad,
It was some other, thou mistakest the man:
The earle of Lincolne, why it cannot be.
It was some other, thou mistakest the man:
The earle of Lincolne, why it cannot be.
Sp212Margret.
Yes verie well my lord, for you are he,
The keepers daughter tooke you prisoner,
Lord Lacie yeeld, Ile be your gailor once.
The keepers daughter tooke you prisoner,
Lord Lacie yeeld, Ile be your gailor once.
Sp216Margret.
In iest with you, but earnest vnto me:
For why, these wrongs do wring me at the heart,
Ah how these earles and noble men of birth,
Flatter and faine to forge poore womens ill.
For why, these wrongs do wring me at the heart,
Ah how these earles and noble men of birth,
Flatter and faine to forge poore womens ill.
Sp217Lacie.
Beleeue me lasse, I am the Lincolne earle,
I not denie, but tyred thus in rags
I liued disguisd to winne fair Peggies loue.
I not denie, but tyred thus in rags
I liued disguisd to winne fair Peggies loue.
Lacie.
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Bungay is mute, crying Hud hud.
D2 Reft
Sp223Lacie.
The Lincolne countesse, for it shalbe so,
Ile plight the bands and seale it with a kisse.
Ile plight the bands and seale it with a kisse.
Sp227Bacon.
Twere a long poinard my lord, to reach betweene
Oxford and Fresingfield, but sit still and see more.
Oxford and Fresingfield, but sit still and see more.
Sp228Bungay.
Well lord of Lincolne, if your loues be knit,
And that your tongues and thoughts do both agree:
To auoid insuing iarres, Ile hamper vp the match,
Ile take my portace forth, and wed you heere,
Then go to bed and seale vp your desires.
And that your tongues and thoughts do both agree:
To auoid insuing iarres, Ile hamper vp the match,
Ile take my portace forth, and wed you heere,
Then go to bed and seale vp your desires.
Sp233Edward.
Bacon, I see the louers hand in hand,
The Frier readie with his portace there,
To wed them both, then am I quite vndone,
Bacon helpe now, if ere thy magicke serude,
Helpe Bacon, stop the marriage now,
If diuels or nigromansie may suffice,
And I will giue thee fourtie thousand crownes.
The Frier readie with his portace there,
To wed them both, then am I quite vndone,
Bacon helpe now, if ere thy magicke serude,
Helpe Bacon, stop the marriage now,
If diuels or nigromansie may suffice,
And I will giue thee fourtie thousand crownes.
Bungay is mute, crying Hud hud.
D2 Reft
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Reft of thy sences Bungay, shew by signes
If thou be dum what passions holdeth thee.
Enter a deuill, and carrie Bungay on his backe
Exeunt.
We
Reft of thy sences Bungay, shew by signes
If thou be dum what passions holdeth thee.
Sp237Lacie.
Hees dumbe indeed: Bacon hath with his diuels
Inchanted him, or else some strange disease,
Or Appoplexie hath possest his lungs:
But Peggie what he cannot with his booke
Weele twixt vs both vnite it vp in heart.
Inchanted him, or else some strange disease,
Or Appoplexie hath possest his lungs:
But Peggie what he cannot with his booke
Weele twixt vs both vnite it vp in heart.
Sp240Bacon.
I haue strook him dum my lord, & if your honor please
Ile fetch this Bungay straightway from Fresingfield,
And he shall dine with vs in Oxford here.
Ile fetch this Bungay straightway from Fresingfield,
And he shall dine with vs in Oxford here.
Sp242Lacie.
Of courtesie Margret let vs lead the frier
Vnto thy fathers lodge, to comfort him
With brothes to bring him from this haplesse trance.
Vnto thy fathers lodge, to comfort him
With brothes to bring him from this haplesse trance.
Enter a deuill, and carrie Bungay on his backe
Sp244Margret.
O helpe my lord, a deuill, a deuill my lord,
Looke how he carries Bungay on his backe:
Lets hence for Bacons spirits be abroad.
Looke how he carries Bungay on his backe:
Lets hence for Bacons spirits be abroad.
Exeunt.
Sp245Edward.
Bacon I laugh to see the iolly Frier
Mounted vpon the diuell, and how the earle
Flees with his bonny lasse for feare,
Assoone as Bungay is at Brazennose,
And I haue chatted with the merrie frier,
I will in post hie me to Fresingfield,
And quite these wrongs on Lacie ere it be long,
Mounted vpon the diuell, and how the earle
Flees with his bonny lasse for feare,
Assoone as Bungay is at Brazennose,
And I haue chatted with the merrie frier,
I will in post hie me to Fresingfield,
And quite these wrongs on Lacie ere it be long,
We
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We shall haue Bungay brought to Brazennose.
Exeunt.
Enter three doctors, Burden, Mason,
Clement.
D3 To
We shall haue Bungay brought to Brazennose.
Exeunt.
Enter three doctors, Burden, Mason,
Clement.
Sp247Mason.
Now that we are gathered in the regent house,
It fits vs talke about the kings repaire,
For he troopt with all the westerne kings
That lie alongst the Dansick seas by East,
North by the clime of frostie Germanie,
The Almain Monarke, and the Scocon duke,
Castile, and louely Ellinor with him,
Haue in their iests resolued for Oxford towne.
It fits vs talke about the kings repaire,
For he troopt with all the westerne kings
That lie alongst the Dansick seas by East,
North by the clime of frostie Germanie,
The Almain Monarke, and the Scocon duke,
Castile, and louely Ellinor with him,
Haue in their iests resolued for Oxford towne.
Sp248Burden.
We must lay plots of stately tragedies,
Strange comick showes, such as proud Rossius
Vaunted before the Romane Emperours.
Strange comick showes, such as proud Rossius
Vaunted before the Romane Emperours.
Sp249Clement.
To welcome all the westerne Potentates
But more the king by letters hath foretold,
That Fredericke the Almaine Emperour
Hath brought with him a Germane of esteeme,
Whose surname is Don Iaquesse Vandermast,
Skilfull in magicke and those secret arts.
But more the king by letters hath foretold,
That Fredericke the Almaine Emperour
Hath brought with him a Germane of esteeme,
Whose surname is Don Iaquesse Vandermast,
Skilfull in magicke and those secret arts.
Sp250Mason.
Then must we all make sute vnto the frier,
To Frier Bacon that he vouch this taske,
And vndertake to counteruaile in skill
The German, els theres none in Oxford can,
Match and dispute with learned Vandermast.
To Frier Bacon that he vouch this taske,
And vndertake to counteruaile in skill
The German, els theres none in Oxford can,
Match and dispute with learned Vandermast.
Sp251Burden.
Bacon, if he will hold the German play,
Weele teach him what an English Frier can doe:
The diuell I thinke dare not dispute with him.
Weele teach him what an English Frier can doe:
The diuell I thinke dare not dispute with him.
Sp252Clement.
Indeed mas doctor he pleasured you,
In that he brought your hostesse with her spit,
From Henly posting vnto Brazennose.
In that he brought your hostesse with her spit,
From Henly posting vnto Brazennose.
D3 To
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To see if he will take this taske in hand.
Enter a Constable, with Raphe, Warren, Ermsbie
and Miles.
To see if he will take this taske in hand.
Enter a Constable, with Raphe, Warren, Ermsbie
and Miles.
Sp255Constable.
Nay maisters if you were nere so good, you shall
before the doctors to aunswer your misdemeanour.
before the doctors to aunswer your misdemeanour.
Sp257Constable.
Marie sir, heres a companie of rufflers that drin-
king in the Tauerne haue made a great braule, and almost kilde
the vintner.
king in the Tauerne haue made a great braule, and almost kilde
the vintner.
Sp258Miles.
Salue doctor Burden, this lubberly lurden,
Ill shapte and ill faced, disdaind and disgraced,
What he tels vnto vobis, mentitur de nobis.
Ill shapte and ill faced, disdaind and disgraced,
What he tels vnto vobis, mentitur de nobis.
Sp262Raphe.
I am father doctor as a man would say, the Belwe-
ther of this cõpanycompany, these are my lords, and I the prince of Wales.
ther of this cõpanycompany, these are my lords, and I the prince of Wales.
Sp264Raphe.
Sirra Miles, bring hither the tapster that drue the
wine, and I warrant when they see how soundly I haue broke his
head, theile say twas done by no lesse man than a prince.
wine, and I warrant when they see how soundly I haue broke his
head, theile say twas done by no lesse man than a prince.
Sp268VVar.
Why and thinkest thou doctor that he is not so?
Darst thou detract and derogat from him,
Being so louely and so braue a youth.
Darst thou detract and derogat from him,
Being so louely and so braue a youth.
Sp269Ermsbie.
Whose face shining with many a sugred smile,
Bewraies that he is bred of princely race.
Bewraies that he is bred of princely race.
Sp270Miles.
Then
And yet maister doctor, to speake like a proctor,
And tell vnto you, what is veriment and true,
To cease of this quarrell, look but on his apparrell,
And tell vnto you, what is veriment and true,
To cease of this quarrell, look but on his apparrell,
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Then mark but my talis, he is great prince of Walis,
The cheefe of our gregis , and filius regis ,
Then ware what is done, for he is Henries white sonne.
Well
Then mark but my talis, he is great prince of Walis,
The cheefe of our gregis , and filius regis ,
Then ware what is done, for he is Henries white sonne.
Sp271Raphe.
Doctors whose doting nightcaps are not capable of
my ingenious dignitie, know that I am Edward Plantagenet,
whom if you displease, will make a shippe that shall hold all your
colleges, and so carrie away the Niniuersitie with a fayre wind, to
the Bankeside in Southwarke, how sayst thou Ned Warraine,
shall I not do it?
my ingenious dignitie, know that I am Edward Plantagenet,
whom if you displease, will make a shippe that shall hold all your
colleges, and so carrie away the Niniuersitie with a fayre wind, to
the Bankeside in Southwarke, how sayst thou Ned Warraine,
shall I not do it?
Sp272VVarren.
Yes my good lord, and if it please your lordship,
I wil gather vp al your old pantophles, and with the corke, make
you a Pinnis of fiue hundred tunne, that shall serue the turne
maruellous well, my lord.
I wil gather vp al your old pantophles, and with the corke, make
you a Pinnis of fiue hundred tunne, that shall serue the turne
maruellous well, my lord.
Sp273Ermsbie.
And I my lord will haue Pioners to vndermine the
towne, that the very Gardens and orchards be carried away for
your summer walkes.
towne, that the very Gardens and orchards be carried away for
your summer walkes.
Sp274Miles.
And I with scientia, and great diligentia,
Will coniure and charme, to keepe you from harme,
That vtrum horum mauis, your very great nauis,
Like Bartlets ship, from Oxford do skip,
With Colleges and schooles, full loaden with fooles,
Quid dices ad hoc, worshipfull domine Dawcocke.
Will coniure and charme, to keepe you from harme,
That vtrum horum mauis, your very great nauis,
Like Bartlets ship, from Oxford do skip,
With Colleges and schooles, full loaden with fooles,
Quid dices ad hoc, worshipfull domine Dawcocke.
Sp275Clement.
Why harebraind courtiers, are you drunke or mad,
To taunt vs vp with such scurilitie,
Deeme you vs men of base and light esteeme,
To bring vs such a fop for Henries sonne,
Call out the beadls and conuay them hence,
Straight to Bocardo, let the roisters lie
Close clapt in bolts, vntill their wits be tame.
To taunt vs vp with such scurilitie,
Deeme you vs men of base and light esteeme,
To bring vs such a fop for Henries sonne,
Call out the beadls and conuay them hence,
Straight to Bocardo, let the roisters lie
Close clapt in bolts, vntill their wits be tame.
Sp278Miles.
No no, out with your blades, and hamper these iades,
Haue a flurt and a crash, now play reuell dash,
And teach these Sacerdos, that the Bocardos,
Like pezzants and elues, are meet for themselues.
Haue a flurt and a crash, now play reuell dash,
And teach these Sacerdos, that the Bocardos,
Like pezzants and elues, are meet for themselues.
Well
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Enter prince Edward with his poinard in his hand, Lacie
and Margret.
Sp280Warren.
Well doctors seeing I haue sported me,
With laughing at these mad and merrie wagges,
Know that prince Edward is at Brazennose,
And this attired like the prince of Wales,
Is Raphe, king Henries only loued foole,
I, earle of Essex, and this Ermsbie
One of the priuie chamber to the king,
Who while the prince with Frier Bacon staies,
Haue reueld it in Oxford as you see.
With laughing at these mad and merrie wagges,
Know that prince Edward is at Brazennose,
And this attired like the prince of Wales,
Is Raphe, king Henries only loued foole,
I, earle of Essex, and this Ermsbie
One of the priuie chamber to the king,
Who while the prince with Frier Bacon staies,
Haue reueld it in Oxford as you see.
Sp281Mason.
My lord pardon vs, we knew not what you were,
But courtiers may make greater skapes than these,
Wilt please your honour dine with me to day?
But courtiers may make greater skapes than these,
Wilt please your honour dine with me to day?
Sp282VVarren.
I will maister doctor, and satisfie the vintner for his
hurt, only I must desire you to imagine him all this forenoon the
prince of Wales.
hurt, only I must desire you to imagine him all this forenoon the
prince of Wales.
Sp284Raphe.
Exeunt omnes.
And vpon that I will lead the way, onely I will haue
Miles go before me, because I haue heard Henrie say, that wise-
dome must go before Maiestie.
Miles go before me, because I haue heard Henrie say, that wise-
dome must go before Maiestie.
Enter prince Edward with his poinard in his hand, Lacie
and Margret.
Sp285Edward.
Truth
Lacie thou canst not shroud thy traitrous thoughts,
Nor couer as did Cassius all his wiles,
For Edward hath an eye that lookes as farre,
As Lincæus from the shores of Grecia,
Did not I sit in Oxford by the Frier,
And see thee court the mayd of Fresingfield,
Sealing thy flattering fancies with a kisse,
Did not prowd Bungay draw his portasse foorth,
And ioyning hand in hand had married you,
If Frier Bacon had not stroke him dumbe,
And mounted him vpon a spirits backe,
That we might chat at Oxford with the frier,
Traitor what answerst, is not all this true?
Nor couer as did Cassius all his wiles,
For Edward hath an eye that lookes as farre,
As Lincæus from the shores of Grecia,
Did not I sit in Oxford by the Frier,
And see thee court the mayd of Fresingfield,
Sealing thy flattering fancies with a kisse,
Did not prowd Bungay draw his portasse foorth,
And ioyning hand in hand had married you,
If Frier Bacon had not stroke him dumbe,
And mounted him vpon a spirits backe,
That we might chat at Oxford with the frier,
Traitor what answerst, is not all this true?
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Sp286Lacie.
Truth all my Lord and thus I make replie,
At Harlstone faire there courting for your grace,
When as mine eye suruaid her curious shape,
And drewe the beautious glory of her looks,
To diue into the center of my heart.
Loue taught me that your honour did but iest,
That princes were in fancie but as men,
How that the louely maid of Fresingfield,
Was fitter to be Lacies wedded wife,
Than concubine vnto the prince of Wales.
At Harlstone faire there courting for your grace,
When as mine eye suruaid her curious shape,
And drewe the beautious glory of her looks,
To diue into the center of my heart.
Loue taught me that your honour did but iest,
That princes were in fancie but as men,
How that the louely maid of Fresingfield,
Was fitter to be Lacies wedded wife,
Than concubine vnto the prince of Wales.
Sp287Edward.
Iniurious Lacie did I loue thee more
Than Alexander his Hephestion,
Did I vnfould the passion of my loue,
And locke them in the closset of thy thoughts,
Wert thou to Edward second to himselfe,
Sole freind, and partner of his secreat loues,
And could a glaunce of fading bewtie breake,
The inchained fetters of such priuat freindes,
Base coward, false, and too effeminate,
To be coriuall with a prince in thoughts,
From Oxford haue I posted since I dinde,
To quite a traitor fore that Edward sleepe.
Than Alexander his Hephestion,
Did I vnfould the passion of my loue,
And locke them in the closset of thy thoughts,
Wert thou to Edward second to himselfe,
Sole freind, and partner of his secreat loues,
And could a glaunce of fading bewtie breake,
The inchained fetters of such priuat freindes,
Base coward, false, and too effeminate,
To be coriuall with a prince in thoughts,
From Oxford haue I posted since I dinde,
To quite a traitor fore that Edward sleepe.
Sp288Marg.
E
If
Twas I my Lord, not Lacie stept awry,
For oft he sued and courted for yourselfe,
And still woode for the courtier all in greene,
But I whome fancy made but ouer fond,
Pleaded my selfe with looks as if I lovd,
I fed myne eye with gazing on his face,
And still bewicht lovd Lacie with my looks,
My hart with sighes, myne eyes pleaded with tears,
My face held pittie and content at once,
And more I could not sipher out by signes
But that I lovd Lord Lacie with my heart,
Then worthy Edward measure with thy minde,
If womens fauours will not force men fall,
If bewtie and if darts of persing loue,
For oft he sued and courted for yourselfe,
And still woode for the courtier all in greene,
But I whome fancy made but ouer fond,
Pleaded my selfe with looks as if I lovd,
I fed myne eye with gazing on his face,
And still bewicht lovd Lacie with my looks,
My hart with sighes, myne eyes pleaded with tears,
My face held pittie and content at once,
And more I could not sipher out by signes
But that I lovd Lord Lacie with my heart,
Then worthy Edward measure with thy minde,
If womens fauours will not force men fall,
If bewtie and if darts of persing loue,
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Is not of force to bury thoughts of friendes.
Is not of force to bury thoughts of friendes.
Sp289Edward.
I tell thee Peggie I will haue thy loues,
Edward or none shall conquer Margret,
In Frigats bottomd with rich Sethin planks,
Topt with the loftie firs of Libanon,
Stemd and incast with burnisht Iuorie
And ouerlaid with plates of Persian wealth,
Like Thetis shalt thou wanton on the waues
And draw the Dolphins to thy louely eyes,
To daunce lauoltas in the purple streames,
Sirens with harpes and siluer psalteries,
Shall waight with musicke at thy frigots stem,
And entertaine faire Margret with her laies,
England and Englands wealth shall wait on thee,
Brittaine shall bend vnto her princes loue,
And doe due homage to thine excellence,
If thou wilt be but Edwards Margret.
Edward or none shall conquer Margret,
In Frigats bottomd with rich Sethin planks,
Topt with the loftie firs of Libanon,
Stemd and incast with burnisht Iuorie
And ouerlaid with plates of Persian wealth,
Like Thetis shalt thou wanton on the waues
And draw the Dolphins to thy louely eyes,
To daunce lauoltas in the purple streames,
Sirens with harpes and siluer psalteries,
Shall waight with musicke at thy frigots stem,
And entertaine faire Margret with her laies,
England and Englands wealth shall wait on thee,
Brittaine shall bend vnto her princes loue,
And doe due homage to thine excellence,
If thou wilt be but Edwards Margret.
Sp290Margret.
Pardon my lord if Ioues great roialtie,
Sent me such presents as to Danae,
If Phoebus tied in Latonas webs,
Come courting from the beautie of his lodge,
The dulcet tunes of frolicke Mercurie,
Not all the wealth heauens treasurie affords,
Should make me leaue lord Lacie or his loue.
Sent me such presents as to Danae,
If Phoebus tied in Latonas webs,
Come courting from the beautie of his lodge,
The dulcet tunes of frolicke Mercurie,
Not all the wealth heauens treasurie affords,
Should make me leaue lord Lacie or his loue.
Sp291Edw.
I haue learnd at Oxford then this point of schooles,
Abbata causa, tollitur effectus,
Lacie the cause that Margret cannot loue,
Nor fix her liking on the English Prince,
Take him away, and then the effects will faile,
Villaine prepare thy selfe for I will bathe
My poinard in the bosome of an eatle.
Abbata causa, tollitur effectus,
Lacie the cause that Margret cannot loue,
Nor fix her liking on the English Prince,
Take him away, and then the effects will faile,
Villaine prepare thy selfe for I will bathe
My poinard in the bosome of an eatle.
Sp292Lacie.
Rather then liue, and misse faire Margrets loue,
Prince Edward stop not at the fatall doome,
But stabb it home, end both my loues and life.
Prince Edward stop not at the fatall doome,
But stabb it home, end both my loues and life.
Sp293Marg.
Loues
Braue Prince of Wales, honoured for royall deeds,
Twere sinne to staine fair Venus courts with blood,
Twere sinne to staine fair Venus courts with blood,
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Loues conquests ends my Lord in courtesie,
Spare Lacie gentle Edward, let me die,
For so both you and he doe cease your loues.
Loues conquests ends my Lord in courtesie,
Spare Lacie gentle Edward, let me die,
For so both you and he doe cease your loues.
Sp298Marg.
Why, thinks king Henries sonne that Margrets loue,
Hangs in the vncertaine ballance of proud time,
That death shall make a discord of our thonghts,
No, stab the earle, and fore the morning sun
Shall vaunt him thrice, ouer the loftie east,
Margret will meet her Lacie in the heauens.
Hangs in the vncertaine ballance of proud time,
That death shall make a discord of our thonghts,
No, stab the earle, and fore the morning sun
Shall vaunt him thrice, ouer the loftie east,
Margret will meet her Lacie in the heauens.
Sp299Lacie.
If ought betides to louely Margret,
That wrongs or wrings her honour from content,
Europes rich wealth nor Englands monarchie,
Should not allure Lacie to ouerliue,
Then Edward short my life and end her loues.
That wrongs or wrings her honour from content,
Europes rich wealth nor Englands monarchie,
Should not allure Lacie to ouerliue,
Then Edward short my life and end her loues.
Sp302Margret.
And if thy mind be such as fame hath blazde,
Then princely Edward let vs both abide
The fatall resolution of thy rage,
Banish thou fancie, and imbrace reuenge,
And in one toombe knit both our carkases,
Whose hearts were linked in one perfect loue,
Then princely Edward let vs both abide
The fatall resolution of thy rage,
Banish thou fancie, and imbrace reuenge,
And in one toombe knit both our carkases,
Whose hearts were linked in one perfect loue,
Sp303Edward.
E2
Lacie
Edward Art thou that famous prince of Wales,
Who at Damasco beat the Sarasens,
And broughtst home triumphe on thy launces point,
And shall thy plumes be puld by Venus downe,
Is it princely to disseuer louers leagues,
To part such friends as glorie in their loues,
Leaue Ned, and make a vertue of this fault,
And further Peg and Lacie in their loues,
So in subduing fancies passion,
Conquering thy selfe thou getst the richest spoile,
Who at Damasco beat the Sarasens,
And broughtst home triumphe on thy launces point,
And shall thy plumes be puld by Venus downe,
Is it princely to disseuer louers leagues,
To part such friends as glorie in their loues,
Leaue Ned, and make a vertue of this fault,
And further Peg and Lacie in their loues,
So in subduing fancies passion,
Conquering thy selfe thou getst the richest spoile,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Lacie rise vp, faire Peggie heeres my hand,
The prince of Wales hath conquered all his thoughts
And all his loues he yeelds vnto the earle,
Lacie enioy the maid of Fresingfield,
Make her thy Lincolne countesse at the church,
And Ned as he is true Plantagenet,
Will giue her to thee franckly for thy wife.
Lacie rise vp, faire Peggie heeres my hand,
The prince of Wales hath conquered all his thoughts
And all his loues he yeelds vnto the earle,
Lacie enioy the maid of Fresingfield,
Make her thy Lincolne countesse at the church,
And Ned as he is true Plantagenet,
Will giue her to thee franckly for thy wife.
Sp304Lacie.
Humbly I take her of my soueraigne,
As if that Edward gaue me Englands right,
And richt me with the Albion diadem.
As if that Edward gaue me Englands right,
And richt me with the Albion diadem.
Sp305Margret.
And doth the English Prince mean true,
Will he vouchsafe to cease his former loues,
And yeeld the title of a countrie maid,
Vnto lord Lacie.
Will he vouchsafe to cease his former loues,
And yeeld the title of a countrie maid,
Vnto lord Lacie.
Sp307Marg.
Then lordly sir, whose conquest is as great,
In conquering loue as Cæsars victories,
Margret as milde and humble in her thoughts,
As was Aspatia vnto Cirus selfe,
Yeelds thanks, and next lord Lacie, doth inshrine
Edward the second secret in her heart.
In conquering loue as Cæsars victories,
Margret as milde and humble in her thoughts,
As was Aspatia vnto Cirus selfe,
Yeelds thanks, and next lord Lacie, doth inshrine
Edward the second secret in her heart.
Sp308Edw.
Gramercie Peggie, now that vowes are past,
And that your loues are not be reuolt:
Once Lacie friendes againe, come we will post
To Oxford, for this day the king is there,
And brings for Edward Castile Ellinor.
Peggie I must go see and view my wife,
I pray God I like her as I loued thee.
Beside, lord Lincolne we shall heare dispute,
Twixt frier Bacon, and learned Vandermast,
Peggie weele leaue you for a week or two.
And that your loues are not be reuolt:
Once Lacie friendes againe, come we will post
To Oxford, for this day the king is there,
And brings for Edward Castile Ellinor.
Peggie I must go see and view my wife,
I pray God I like her as I loued thee.
Beside, lord Lincolne we shall heare dispute,
Twixt frier Bacon, and learned Vandermast,
Peggie weele leaue you for a week or two.
Sp309Margret.
As it please lord Lacie, but loues foolish looks,
Thinke footsteps Miles, and minutes to be houres.
Thinke footsteps Miles, and minutes to be houres.
Sp310Lacie.
And
Ile hasten Peggie to make short returne,
But please your houour goe vnto the lodge,
We shall haue butter, cheese, and venison.
But please your houour goe vnto the lodge,
We shall haue butter, cheese, and venison.
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
And yesterday I brought for Margret,
A lustie bottle of neat clarret wine,
Thus can we feast and entertaine your grace.
Exeunt.
Enter Henrie, Emperour, Castile, Ellinor, Van -
dermast, Bungay.
E3 or
And yesterday I brought for Margret,
A lustie bottle of neat clarret wine,
Thus can we feast and entertaine your grace.
Sp311Edward.
Tis cheere lord Lacie for an Emperour,
If he respect the person and the place:
Come let vs in, for I will all this night,
Ride post vntill I come to Bacons cell.
If he respect the person and the place:
Come let vs in, for I will all this night,
Ride post vntill I come to Bacons cell.
Exeunt.
Enter Henrie, Emperour, Castile, Ellinor, Van -
dermast, Bungay.
Sp312Emperour.
Trust me Plantagenet these Oxford schooles
Are richly seated neere the riuer side:
The mountaines full of fat and fallow deere,
The batling pastures laid with kine and flocks,
The towne gorgeous with high built colledges,
And schollers seemely in their graue attire.
Learned in searching principles of art,
What is thy iudgement, Iaquis Vandermast.
Are richly seated neere the riuer side:
The mountaines full of fat and fallow deere,
The batling pastures laid with kine and flocks,
The towne gorgeous with high built colledges,
And schollers seemely in their graue attire.
Learned in searching principles of art,
What is thy iudgement, Iaquis Vandermast.
Sp313Vandermast.
That lordly are the buildings of the towne,
Spatious the romes and full of pleasant walkes:
But for the doctors how that they be learned,
It may be meanly, for ought I can heere.
Spatious the romes and full of pleasant walkes:
But for the doctors how that they be learned,
It may be meanly, for ought I can heere.
Sp314Bungay.
I tell thee Germane, Haspurge holds none such,
None red so deepe as Oxenford containes,
There are within our accademicke state,
Men that may lecture it in Germanie,
To all the doctors of your Belgicke schools.
None red so deepe as Oxenford containes,
There are within our accademicke state,
Men that may lecture it in Germanie,
To all the doctors of your Belgicke schools.
E3 or
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
or Geomancie, be most predominant in magick.
or Geomancie, be most predominant in magick.
Sp322Vander.
The cabbalists that wright of magicke spels,
As Hermes, Melchie, and Pithagoras,
Affirme that mongst the quadruplicitie
Of elementall essence, Terra is but thought,
To be a punctum squared to the rest:
And that the compasse of ascending eliments
Exceed in bignesse as they doe in height.
Iudging the concaue circle of the sonne,
To hold the rest in his circomference,
If then as Hermes saies the fire be greatst,
Purest and onely giueth shapes to spirites:
Then must these Demones that haunt that place,
Be euery way superiour to the rest.
As Hermes, Melchie, and Pithagoras,
Affirme that mongst the quadruplicitie
Of elementall essence, Terra is but thought,
To be a punctum squared to the rest:
And that the compasse of ascending eliments
Exceed in bignesse as they doe in height.
Iudging the concaue circle of the sonne,
To hold the rest in his circomference,
If then as Hermes saies the fire be greatst,
Purest and onely giueth shapes to spirites:
Then must these Demones that haunt that place,
Be euery way superiour to the rest.
Sp323Bungay.
I reason not of elementall shapes,
Nor tell I of the concaue lattitudes,
Noting their essence nor their qualitie,
But of the spirites that Piromancie calles,
And of the vigour of the Geomanticke fiends,
I tell thee Germane magicke haunts the grounds,
And those strange necromantick spels
That worke such shewes and wondering in the world,
Are acted by those Geomanticke spirites,
That Hermes calleth Terræ filii.
The fierie spirits are but transparant shades,
That lightly passe as Heralts to beare newes,
But earthly fiends closd in the lowest deepe,
Disseuer mountaines if they be but chargd,
Being more grose and massie in their power.
Nor tell I of the concaue lattitudes,
Noting their essence nor their qualitie,
But of the spirites that Piromancie calles,
And of the vigour of the Geomanticke fiends,
I tell thee Germane magicke haunts the grounds,
And those strange necromantick spels
That worke such shewes and wondering in the world,
Are acted by those Geomanticke spirites,
That Hermes calleth Terræ filii.
The fierie spirits are but transparant shades,
That lightly passe as Heralts to beare newes,
But earthly fiends closd in the lowest deepe,
Disseuer mountaines if they be but chargd,
Being more grose and massie in their power.
Sp324Vander.
All
Rather these earthly geomantike spirits,
Are dull and like the place where they remaine:
For when proud Lucipher fell from the heauens,
The spirites and angels that did sin with him,
Retaind their locall essence as their faults,
Are dull and like the place where they remaine:
For when proud Lucipher fell from the heauens,
The spirites and angels that did sin with him,
Retaind their locall essence as their faults,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
All subiect vnder Lunas continent,
They which offended lesse hang in the fire,
And second faults did rest within the aire,
But Lucifer and his proud hearted fiends,
Were throwne into the center of the earth,
Hauing lesse vnderstanding than the rest,
As hauing greater sinne, and lesser grace.
Therfore such grosse and earthly spirits doe serue,
For Iuglers, Witches, and vild sorcerers,
Whereas the Piromanticke gemij,
Are mightie, swift, and of farre reaching power,
But graunt that Geomancie hath most force,
Bungay to please these mightie potentates,
Prooue by some instance what thy art can doe.
Heere Bungay coniures and the tree appeares with
the dragon shooting fire.
All subiect vnder Lunas continent,
They which offended lesse hang in the fire,
And second faults did rest within the aire,
But Lucifer and his proud hearted fiends,
Were throwne into the center of the earth,
Hauing lesse vnderstanding than the rest,
As hauing greater sinne, and lesser grace.
Therfore such grosse and earthly spirits doe serue,
For Iuglers, Witches, and vild sorcerers,
Whereas the Piromanticke gemij,
Are mightie, swift, and of farre reaching power,
But graunt that Geomancie hath most force,
Bungay to please these mightie potentates,
Prooue by some instance what thy art can doe.
Sp328Bung.
Shew thee the tree leavd with refined gold,
Wheron the fearefull dragon held his seate,
That watcht the garden cald Hesperides,
Subdued and wonne by conquering Hercules.
Wheron the fearefull dragon held his seate,
That watcht the garden cald Hesperides,
Subdued and wonne by conquering Hercules.
Heere Bungay coniures and the tree appeares with
the dragon shooting fire.
Sp331Vander.
Hercules
Ech scholler in the Nicromanticke spels,
Can doe as much as Bungay hath performd,
But as Alcmenas basterd ras’d this tree,
So will I raise him vp as when he liued,
And cause him pull the Dragon from his seate,
And teare the branches peecemeale from the roote,
Hercules Prodie, Prodi Hercules.
Can doe as much as Bungay hath performd,
But as Alcmenas basterd ras’d this tree,
So will I raise him vp as when he liued,
And cause him pull the Dragon from his seate,
And teare the branches peecemeale from the roote,
Hercules Prodie, Prodi Hercules.
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Hercules appeares in his Lions skin.
Heere he begins to breake the branches.
Enter Bacon.
Hercules appeares in his Lions skin.
Sp333Vandermast.
Ioues bastard sonne thou libian Hercules
Pull off the sprigs from off the Hesperian tree,
As once thou didst to win the golden fruit.
Pull off the sprigs from off the Hesperian tree,
As once thou didst to win the golden fruit.
Heere he begins to breake the branches.
Sp335Vander.
Now Bungay if thou canst by magicke charme,
The fiend appearing like great Hercules,
From pulling downe the branches of the tree,
Then art thou worrhy to be counted learned.
The fiend appearing like great Hercules,
From pulling downe the branches of the tree,
Then art thou worrhy to be counted learned.
Sp337Vander.
Cease Hercules vntill I giue thee charge,
Mightie commander of this English Ile,
Henrie come from the stout Plantagenets,
Bungay is learned enough to be a Frier.
But to compare with Iaquis Vandermast,
Oxford and Cambridge must go seeke their celles,
To find a man to match him in his art.
I haue giuen non-plus to the Paduans,
To them of Sien, Florence, and Belogna,
Reimes, Louain and faire Rotherdam,
Franckford, Lutrech and Orleance:
And now must Henrie if he do me right,
Crowne me with lawrell as they all haue done.
Mightie commander of this English Ile,
Henrie come from the stout Plantagenets,
Bungay is learned enough to be a Frier.
But to compare with Iaquis Vandermast,
Oxford and Cambridge must go seeke their celles,
To find a man to match him in his art.
I haue giuen non-plus to the Paduans,
To them of Sien, Florence, and Belogna,
Reimes, Louain and faire Rotherdam,
Franckford, Lutrech and Orleance:
And now must Henrie if he do me right,
Crowne me with lawrell as they all haue done.
Enter Bacon.
Sp338Bacon.
Vander.
All haile to this roiall companie,
That sit to heare and see this strange dispute:
Bungay, how standst thou as a man amazd,
What hath the Germane acted more than thou,
That sit to heare and see this strange dispute:
Bungay, how standst thou as a man amazd,
What hath the Germane acted more than thou,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Sp341Vander.
Lordly thou lookest, as if that thou wert learnd,
Thy countenance, as if science held her seate
Betweene the circled arches of thy browes.
Thy countenance, as if science held her seate
Betweene the circled arches of thy browes.
Sp343Emperour.
Bestirre thee Iaquis take not now the foile,
Least thou doest loose what foretime thou didst gaine.
Least thou doest loose what foretime thou didst gaine.
Sp349Hercules.
I dare not, Seest thou not great Bacon heere,
Whose frowne doth act more than thy magicke can.
Whose frowne doth act more than thy magicke can.
Sp350Vandermast.
By all the thrones and dominations,
Vertues, powers and mightie Herarchies,
I charge thee to obey to Vandermast.
Vertues, powers and mightie Herarchies,
I charge thee to obey to Vandermast.
Sp351Hercules.
Bacon, that bridles headstrong Belcephon,
And rules Asmenoth guider of the North:
Bindes me from yeelding vnto Vandermast.
And rules Asmenoth guider of the North:
Bindes me from yeelding vnto Vandermast.
Sp353Vandermast.
Neuer before wast knowne to Vandermast,
That men held deuils in such obediant awe,
Bacon doth more than art or els I faile.
That men held deuils in such obediant awe,
Bacon doth more than art or els I faile.
Sp355Bacon.
F
Ile
I come not Monarckes for to hold dispute,
With such a nouice as is Vandermast,
I come to haue your royalties to dine
With Frier Bacon heere in Brazennose,
And for this Germane troubles but the place
And holds this audience with a long suspence,
With such a nouice as is Vandermast,
I come to haue your royalties to dine
With Frier Bacon heere in Brazennose,
And for this Germane troubles but the place
And holds this audience with a long suspence,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Ile send him to his Accademie hence,
Thou Hercules whom Vandermast did raise,
Transport the Germane vnto Haspurge straight,
That he may learne by trauaile gainst the springs,
More secret doomes and Aphorismes of art,
Vanish the tree and thou away with him.
Exit the spirit with Vandermast and the Tree.
Enter Edward, Lacie, Warren, Ermsbie.
Ile send him to his Accademie hence,
Thou Hercules whom Vandermast did raise,
Transport the Germane vnto Haspurge straight,
That he may learne by trauaile gainst the springs,
More secret doomes and Aphorismes of art,
Vanish the tree and thou away with him.
Exit the spirit with Vandermast and the Tree.
Sp358Henrie.
Bacon, thou hast honoured England with thy skill,
And made faire Oxford famous by thine art,
I will be English Henrie to thy selfe,
But tell me shall we dine with thee to day.
And made faire Oxford famous by thine art,
I will be English Henrie to thy selfe,
But tell me shall we dine with thee to day.
Sp359Bacon.
With me my Lord, and while I fit my cheere,
See where Prince Edward comes to welcome you:
Gratious as the morning starre of heauen, Exit.
See where Prince Edward comes to welcome you:
Gratious as the morning starre of heauen, Exit.
Enter Edward, Lacie, Warren, Ermsbie.
Sp360Emperour.
Is this Prince Edward Henries royall sonne,
How martiall is the figure of his face,
Yet louely and beset with Amorets.
How martiall is the figure of his face,
Yet louely and beset with Amorets.
Sp362Edward.
Sweete
At Framingham my Lord, to trie your buckes.
If they could scape they teisers or the toile:
But hearing of these lordly Potentates
Landed, and prograst vp to Oxford towne,
I posted to giue entertaine to them,
Chiefe to the Almaine Monarke, next to him,
And ioynt with him, Castile and Saxonie,
Are welcome as they may be to the English Court.
Thus for the men, but see Venus appeares,
Or one that ouermatcheth Venus in her shape,
If they could scape they teisers or the toile:
But hearing of these lordly Potentates
Landed, and prograst vp to Oxford towne,
I posted to giue entertaine to them,
Chiefe to the Almaine Monarke, next to him,
And ioynt with him, Castile and Saxonie,
Are welcome as they may be to the English Court.
Thus for the men, but see Venus appeares,
Or one that ouermatcheth Venus in her shape,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Sweete Ellinor, beauties high swelling pride,
Rich natures glorie, and her wealth at once:
Faire of all faires, welcome to Albion,
Welcome to me, and welcome to thine owne,
If that thou dainst the welcome from my selfe.
Enter Miles with a cloth and trenchers and salt.
Sweete Ellinor, beauties high swelling pride,
Rich natures glorie, and her wealth at once:
Faire of all faires, welcome to Albion,
Welcome to me, and welcome to thine owne,
If that thou dainst the welcome from my selfe.
Sp363Ellinor.
Martiall Plantagenet, Henries high minded sonne,
The marke that Ellinor did count her aime,
I likte thee fore I saw thee, now I loue,
And so as in so short a time I may:
Yet so as time shall neuer breake that so,
And therefore so accept of Ellinor.
The marke that Ellinor did count her aime,
I likte thee fore I saw thee, now I loue,
And so as in so short a time I may:
Yet so as time shall neuer breake that so,
And therefore so accept of Ellinor.
Sp364Castile.
Feare not my Lord, this couple will agree,
If loue may creepe into their wanton eyes:
And therefore Edward I accept thee heere,
Without suspence, as my adopted sonne.
If loue may creepe into their wanton eyes:
And therefore Edward I accept thee heere,
Without suspence, as my adopted sonne.
Sp365Henrie.
Let me that ioy in these consorting greets,
And glorie in these honors done to Ned,
Yeeld thankes for all these fauours to my sonne,
And rest a true Plantagenet to all.
And glorie in these honors done to Ned,
Yeeld thankes for all these fauours to my sonne,
And rest a true Plantagenet to all.
Enter Miles with a cloth and trenchers and salt.
Sp366Miles.
Saluete omnes reges, that gouern your Greges, in Saxo-
nie and Spaine, in England and in Almaine: for all this frolicke
rable must I couer the table, with trenchers, salt and cloth, and
then looke for your broth.
nie and Spaine, in England and in Almaine: for all this frolicke
rable must I couer the table, with trenchers, salt and cloth, and
then looke for your broth.
Sp369Miles.
My maister hath made me sewer of these great lords,
and God knowes I am as seruiceable at a table, as a sow is vnder
an apple tree: tis no matter, their cheere shall not be great, and
therefore what skils where the salt stand before or behinde.
and God knowes I am as seruiceable at a table, as a sow is vnder
an apple tree: tis no matter, their cheere shall not be great, and
therefore what skils where the salt stand before or behinde.
Sp370Castile.
F2
Enter
These schollers knowes more skill in actiomes,
How to vse quips and sleights of Sophistrie,
Than for to couer courtly for a king.
How to vse quips and sleights of Sophistrie,
Than for to couer courtly for a king.
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Enter Miles with a messe of pottage and broth,
and after him Bacon.
Enter Miles with a messe of pottage and broth,
and after him Bacon.
Sp371Miles.
Spill sir, why doe you thinke I neuer carried
twopeny chop before in my life: by your leaue, Nobile decus, for
here comes doctor Bacons pecus, being in his full age, to carrie a
messe of pottage.
twopeny chop before in my life: by your leaue, Nobile decus, for
here comes doctor Bacons pecus, being in his full age, to carrie a
messe of pottage.
Sp372Bacon.
Lordings admire not if your cheere be this,
For we must keepe our Accademicke fare,
No riot where Philosophie doth raine,
And therefore Henrie place these Potentates,
And bid them fall vnto their frugall cates.
For we must keepe our Accademicke fare,
No riot where Philosophie doth raine,
And therefore Henrie place these Potentates,
And bid them fall vnto their frugall cates.
Sp373Emp.
Presumptuous Frier, what scoffst thou at a king,
What doest thou taunt vs with thy pesants fare,
And giue vs cates fit for countrey swaines,
Henrie proceeds this iest of thy consent,
To twit vs with such a pittance of such price,
Tell me, and Fredericke will not greeue the long.
What doest thou taunt vs with thy pesants fare,
And giue vs cates fit for countrey swaines,
Henrie proceeds this iest of thy consent,
To twit vs with such a pittance of such price,
Tell me, and Fredericke will not greeue the long.
Sp374Henrie.
By Henries honour and the royall faith
The English monarcke beareth to his friend:
I knew not of the friers feeble fare,
Nor am I pleasd he entertaines you thus.
The English monarcke beareth to his friend:
I knew not of the friers feeble fare,
Nor am I pleasd he entertaines you thus.
Sp375Bacon.
Content thee Fredericke for I shewd the cates
To let thee see how schollers vse to feede:
How little meate refines our English wits,
Miles take away, and let it be thy dinner.
To let thee see how schollers vse to feede:
How little meate refines our English wits,
Miles take away, and let it be thy dinner.
Sp376Miles.
Exit Miles.
Marry sir I wil, this day shal be a festiual day with me,
For I shall exceed in the highest degree.
For I shall exceed in the highest degree.
Sp377Bacon.
And
I tell thee Monarch, all the Germane Peeres
Could not affoord thy entertainment such,
So roiall and so full of Maiestie,
As Bacon will present to Fredericke,
The Basest waiter that attends thy cups,
Shall be in honours greater than thy selfe:
Could not affoord thy entertainment such,
So roiall and so full of Maiestie,
As Bacon will present to Fredericke,
The Basest waiter that attends thy cups,
Shall be in honours greater than thy selfe:
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
And for thy cates rich Alexandria drugges,
Fetcht by Carueils from Aegypts richest straights:
Found in the wealthy strond of Affrica,
Shall royallize the table of my king,
Wines richer than the Gyptian courtisan,
Quaft to Augustus kingly countermatch,
Shalbe carrowst in English Henries feasts:
Candie shall yeeld the richest of her canes,
Persia downe her volga by Canows,
Send down the secrets of her spicerie.
The Africke Dates mirabiles of Spaine,
Conserues, and Suckets from Tiberias,
Cates from Iudea choiser than the lampe
That fiered Rome with sparkes of gluttonie,
Shall bewtifie the board for Fredericke,
And therfore grudge not at a friers feast.
Enter two gentlemen, Lambert, and Serlby
with the keeper.
And for thy cates rich Alexandria drugges,
Fetcht by Carueils from Aegypts richest straights:
Found in the wealthy strond of Affrica,
Shall royallize the table of my king,
Wines richer than the Gyptian courtisan,
Quaft to Augustus kingly countermatch,
Shalbe carrowst in English Henries feasts:
Candie shall yeeld the richest of her canes,
Persia downe her volga by Canows,
Send down the secrets of her spicerie.
The Africke Dates mirabiles of Spaine,
Conserues, and Suckets from Tiberias,
Cates from Iudea choiser than the lampe
That fiered Rome with sparkes of gluttonie,
Shall bewtifie the board for Fredericke,
And therfore grudge not at a friers feast.
Enter two gentlemen, Lambert, and Serlby
with the keeper.
Sp378Lambert.
Come frolicke keeper of our lieges game,
Whose table spred hath euer venison,
And Iacks of wines to welcome passengers,
Know I am in loue with iolly Margret,
That ouer-shines our damsels as the moone,
Darkneth the brightest sparkles of the night,
In Laxfield heere my land and liuing lies,
Ile make thy daughter ioynter of it all,
So thou consent to giue her to my wife,
And I can spend fiue hundreth markes a yeare.
Whose table spred hath euer venison,
And Iacks of wines to welcome passengers,
Know I am in loue with iolly Margret,
That ouer-shines our damsels as the moone,
Darkneth the brightest sparkles of the night,
In Laxfield heere my land and liuing lies,
Ile make thy daughter ioynter of it all,
So thou consent to giue her to my wife,
And I can spend fiue hundreth markes a yeare.
Sp379Serlbie.
F3
Keeper.
I am the lanslord keeper of thy holds,
By coppie all thy liuing lies in me.
Laxfield did neuer see me raise my due,
I will infeofe faire Margret in all,
So she will take her to a lustie squire.
By coppie all thy liuing lies in me.
Laxfield did neuer see me raise my due,
I will infeofe faire Margret in all,
So she will take her to a lustie squire.
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Enter Margret.
Sp380Keeper.
Now courteous gentls, if the Keepers girle,
Hath pleased the liking fancie of you both,
And with her beutie hath subdued your thoughts,
Tis doubtfull to decide the question.
It ioyes me that such men of great esteeme,
Should lay their liking on this base estate,
And that her state should grow so fortunate,
To be a wife to meaner men than you.
But sith such squires will stoop to keepers fee,
I will to auoid displeasure of you both,
Call Margret forth, and she shall make her choise, Exit.
Hath pleased the liking fancie of you both,
And with her beutie hath subdued your thoughts,
Tis doubtfull to decide the question.
It ioyes me that such men of great esteeme,
Should lay their liking on this base estate,
And that her state should grow so fortunate,
To be a wife to meaner men than you.
But sith such squires will stoop to keepers fee,
I will to auoid displeasure of you both,
Call Margret forth, and she shall make her choise, Exit.
Sp381Lambert.
Content Keeper send her vnto vs.
Why Serlsby is thy wife so lately dead,
Are all thy loues so lightly passed ouer,
As thou canst wed before the yeare be out,
Why Serlsby is thy wife so lately dead,
Are all thy loues so lightly passed ouer,
As thou canst wed before the yeare be out,
Sp382Serlsby.
I liue not Lambert to content the dead,
Nor was I wedded but for life to her,
The graues ends and begins a maried state.
Nor was I wedded but for life to her,
The graues ends and begins a maried state.
Enter Margret.
Sp383Lambert.
Peggie the louelie flower of all townes,
Suffolks faire Hellen, and rich Englands star,
Whose beautie tempered with her huswifrie,
Maks England talke of merry Frisingfield.
Suffolks faire Hellen, and rich Englands star,
Whose beautie tempered with her huswifrie,
Maks England talke of merry Frisingfield.
Sp384Serlsby.
I cannot tricke it vp with poesies,
Nor paint my passions with comparisons,
Nor tell a tall of Phebus and his loues,
But this beeleue me Laxfield here is mine,
Of auncient rent seuen hundred pounds a yeare,
And if thou canst but loue a countrie squire,
I wil infeoffe thee Margret in all,
I can not flatter, trie me if thou please.
Nor paint my passions with comparisons,
Nor tell a tall of Phebus and his loues,
But this beeleue me Laxfield here is mine,
Of auncient rent seuen hundred pounds a yeare,
And if thou canst but loue a countrie squire,
I wil infeoffe thee Margret in all,
I can not flatter, trie me if thou please.
Sp385Mar.
Lam
Braue neighbouring squires the stay of Suffolks clime,
A Keepers daughters is too base in gree
To match with men accoumpted of such worth,
But might I not displease I would reply,
A Keepers daughters is too base in gree
To match with men accoumpted of such worth,
But might I not displease I would reply,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Sp387Marg.
Then gentils note that loue hath little stay,
Nor can the flames that Venus sets on fire,
Be kindled but by fancies motion,
Then pardon gentils, if a maids reply
Be doubtful, while I haue debated with my selfe,
Who or of whome loue shall constraine me like,
Nor can the flames that Venus sets on fire,
Be kindled but by fancies motion,
Then pardon gentils, if a maids reply
Be doubtful, while I haue debated with my selfe,
Who or of whome loue shall constraine me like,
Sp388Serlsbie.
Let it be me and trust me Margret,
The meads inuironed with the siluer streames,
Whose Batling pastures fatneth all my flockes,
Yelding forth fleeces stapled with such woole,
As Lempster cannot yelde more finer stuffe
And fortie kine with faire and burnisht heads,
With strouting duggs that paggle to the ground,
Shall serue thy dary if thou wed with me.
The meads inuironed with the siluer streames,
Whose Batling pastures fatneth all my flockes,
Yelding forth fleeces stapled with such woole,
As Lempster cannot yelde more finer stuffe
And fortie kine with faire and burnisht heads,
With strouting duggs that paggle to the ground,
Shall serue thy dary if thou wed with me.
Sp389Lambert.
Let passe the countrie wealth as flocks and kine,
And lands that waue with Ceres golden sheues
filling my barnes with plentie of the fieldes,
But peggie if thou wed thy selfe to me,
Thou shalt haue garments of Imbrodred silke,
Lawnes and rich networks for thy head attyre
Costlie shalbe thy fare abiliments,
If thou wilt be but Lamberts louing wife.
And lands that waue with Ceres golden sheues
filling my barnes with plentie of the fieldes,
But peggie if thou wed thy selfe to me,
Thou shalt haue garments of Imbrodred silke,
Lawnes and rich networks for thy head attyre
Costlie shalbe thy fare abiliments,
If thou wilt be but Lamberts louing wife.
Sp390Margret
Content you gentles you haue profered faire,
And more than fits a countrie maids degree,
But giue me leaue to counsaile me a time,
For fancie bloomes not at the first assault,
Giue me but ten dayes respite and I will replye,
Which or to whom my selfe affectionats.
And more than fits a countrie maids degree,
But giue me leaue to counsaile me a time,
For fancie bloomes not at the first assault,
Giue me but ten dayes respite and I will replye,
Which or to whom my selfe affectionats.
Sp391Serslby.
Lambert I tell thee thou art importunate,
Such beautie fits not such a base esquire
It is for Serlsby to haue Margret.
Such beautie fits not such a base esquire
It is for Serlsby to haue Margret.
Sp392Lamb.
At
Thinkst thou with wealth to ouer reach me
Serlsby, I scorne to brooke thy country braues
I dare thee Coward to maintaine this wrong,
Serlsby, I scorne to brooke thy country braues
I dare thee Coward to maintaine this wrong,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
At dint of rapier single in the field.
Enter a post with a letter and
a bag of gold.
At dint of rapier single in the field.
Sp393Serlsby
Ile aunswere Lambert what I haue auoucht
Margret farewel, another time shall serue. Exit Serlsby
Margret farewel, another time shall serue. Exit Serlsby
Sp394Lambert.
Ile follow Peggie farewell to thy selfe,
Listen how well ile answer for thy loue. Exit Lambert
Listen how well ile answer for thy loue. Exit Lambert
Sp395Margeret.
How Fortune tempers lucky happes with frowns,
And wrongs me with the sweets of my delight,
Loue is my blisse, and loue is now my bale,
Shall I be Hellen in my froward fates,
As I am Hellen in my matchles hue
And set rich Suffolke with my face afire,
If louely Lacie were but with his Peggy,
The cloudie darckenesse of his bitter frowne
Would check the pride of these aspiring squires.
Before the term of ten dayes be expired,
When as they looke for aunswere of their loues,
My Lord will come to merry Frisingfield,
And end their fancies, and their follies both,
Til when Peggie be blith and of good cheere.
And wrongs me with the sweets of my delight,
Loue is my blisse, and loue is now my bale,
Shall I be Hellen in my froward fates,
As I am Hellen in my matchles hue
And set rich Suffolke with my face afire,
If louely Lacie were but with his Peggy,
The cloudie darckenesse of his bitter frowne
Would check the pride of these aspiring squires.
Before the term of ten dayes be expired,
When as they looke for aunswere of their loues,
My Lord will come to merry Frisingfield,
And end their fancies, and their follies both,
Til when Peggie be blith and of good cheere.
Enter a post with a letter and
a bag of gold.
Sp396Post.
Fair louely damsell which way leads this path,
How might I post me vnto Frisingfield,
which footpath leadeth to the keepers lodge?
How might I post me vnto Frisingfield,
which footpath leadeth to the keepers lodge?
Sp397Margeret
Your way is ready and this path is right,
My selfe doe dwell hereby in Frisingfield,
And if the keeper be the man you seeke,
I am his daughter may I kuow the cause?
My selfe doe dwell hereby in Frisingfield,
And if the keeper be the man you seeke,
I am his daughter may I kuow the cause?
Sp398Post
Marg.
Louely and once beloued of my lord,
No meruaile if his eye was lodgd so low,
when brighter bewtie is not in the heauens,
The Lincolne earle hath sent you letters here,
And with them, iust an hundred pounds in gold,
Sweete bonny wench read them and make reply.
No meruaile if his eye was lodgd so low,
when brighter bewtie is not in the heauens,
The Lincolne earle hath sent you letters here,
And with them, iust an hundred pounds in gold,
Sweete bonny wench read them and make reply.
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Sp399Margret.
The scrowles that Ioue sent Danae
Wrapt in rich closures of fine burnisht gold,
Were not more welcome than these lines to me.
Tell me whilst that I doe vnrip the seales,
Liues Lacie well, how fares my louely Lord?
Wrapt in rich closures of fine burnisht gold,
Were not more welcome than these lines to me.
Tell me whilst that I doe vnrip the seales,
Liues Lacie well, how fares my louely Lord?
Sp401
The letter, and Margret reads it.
THe bloomes of the Almond tree grow in a night, and vanish
in a morne, the flies Hæmere (faire Peggie) take life with
the Sun, and die with the dew, fancie that slippeth in with a
gase, goeth out with a winke, and too timely loues, haue euer the
shortest length. I write this as thy grefe, and my folly, who at Fri-
singfield lovd that which time hath taught me to be but meane
dainties, eyes are dissemblers, and fancie is but queasie, therefore
know Margret, I haue chosen a Spanish Ladie to be my wife,
cheefe waighting woman to the Princesse Ellinour, a Lady faire,
and no less faire than thy selfe, honorable and wealthy, in that I
forsake thee I leaue thee to thine own liking, and for thy dowrie
I haue sent thee an hundred pounds, and euer assure thee of my
fauour, which shall auaile thee and thine much.Farewell.
Not thine nor his owne,
Edward Lacie.
Fond Atæ doomer of bad boading fates,
That wrappes proud Fortune in thy snaky locks,
Didst thou inchaunt my byrth-day with such stars,
As lightned mischeefe from their infancie,
If heauens had vowd, if stars had made decree,
To shew on me their froward influence,
If Lacie had but lovd, heauens hell and all,
Could not haue wrongd the patience of my minde.
THe bloomes of the Almond tree grow in a night, and vanish
in a morne, the flies Hæmere (faire Peggie) take life with
the Sun, and die with the dew, fancie that slippeth in with a
gase, goeth out with a winke, and too timely loues, haue euer the
shortest length. I write this as thy grefe, and my folly, who at Fri-
singfield lovd that which time hath taught me to be but meane
dainties, eyes are dissemblers, and fancie is but queasie, therefore
know Margret, I haue chosen a Spanish Ladie to be my wife,
cheefe waighting woman to the Princesse Ellinour, a Lady faire,
and no less faire than thy selfe, honorable and wealthy, in that I
forsake thee I leaue thee to thine own liking, and for thy dowrie
I haue sent thee an hundred pounds, and euer assure thee of my
fauour, which shall auaile thee and thine much.Farewell.
Not thine nor his owne,
Edward Lacie.
Fond Atæ doomer of bad boading fates,
That wrappes proud Fortune in thy snaky locks,
Didst thou inchaunt my byrth-day with such stars,
As lightned mischeefe from their infancie,
If heauens had vowd, if stars had made decree,
To shew on me their froward influence,
If Lacie had but lovd, heauens hell and all,
Could not haue wrongd the patience of my minde.
Sp403Margret.
G
Should
The wealth combinde within the English
shelues,
Europes commaunder nor the English King,
Europes commaunder nor the English King,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Should not haue moude the loue of Peggie from her Lord.
Exit
Enter Frier Bacon drawing the courtaines with a white sticke,
a booke in his hand, and a lampe lighted by him, and the
brasen head and miles, whith weapons by him.
Should not haue moude the loue of Peggie from her Lord.
Sp405Margret.
First for thou camst from Lacie whom I lovd,
Ah giue me leaue to sigh at euery thought,
Take thou my freind the hundred pound he sent,
For Margrets resolution craues no dower,
The world shalbe to her as vanitie,
Wealth trash, loue hate, pleasure dispaire,
For I will straight to stately Fremingham,
And in the abby there be shorne a Nun
And yeld my loues and libertie to God,
Fellow I giue thee this, not for the newes,
For those be hatefull vnto Margret,
But for thart Lacies man once Margrets loue.
Ah giue me leaue to sigh at euery thought,
Take thou my freind the hundred pound he sent,
For Margrets resolution craues no dower,
The world shalbe to her as vanitie,
Wealth trash, loue hate, pleasure dispaire,
For I will straight to stately Fremingham,
And in the abby there be shorne a Nun
And yeld my loues and libertie to God,
Fellow I giue thee this, not for the newes,
For those be hatefull vnto Margret,
But for thart Lacies man once Margrets loue.
Sp406Post.
What I haue heard what passions I haue seene
Ile make report of them vnto the Earle. Exit Post
Ile make report of them vnto the Earle. Exit Post
Exit
Enter Frier Bacon drawing the courtaines with a white sticke,
a booke in his hand, and a lampe lighted by him, and the
brasen head and miles, whith weapons by him.
Sp411Miles.
Thinke you that the watching of the brazen head
craues no furniture? I warrant you sir I haue so armed my selfe,
that if all your deuills come I will not feare them an inch.
craues no furniture? I warrant you sir I haue so armed my selfe,
that if all your deuills come I will not feare them an inch.
Sp412Bacon.
Trembling
Miles thou knowest that I haue diued into hell,
And sought the darkest pallaces of fiendes,
That with my Magick spels great Belcephon,
Hath left his lodge and kneeled at my cell,
The rafters of the earth rent from the poles,
And three-formd Luna hid her siluer looks,
And sought the darkest pallaces of fiendes,
That with my Magick spels great Belcephon,
Hath left his lodge and kneeled at my cell,
The rafters of the earth rent from the poles,
And three-formd Luna hid her siluer looks,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
Trembling vpon her concaue contenent,
When Bacon red vpon his Magick booke,
With seuen yeares tossing nigromanticke charmes,
Poring vpon darke Hecats principles,
I haue framd out a monstrous head of brasse,
That by the inchaunting forces of the deuil,
Shall tell out strange and vncoth Aphorismes,
And girt faire England with a wall of brasse,
Bungay and I haue watcht these threescore dayes,
And now our vitall spirites craue some rest,
If Argos livd and had his hundred eyes,
They could not ouerwatch Phobeters night,
Now Miles in thee rests Frier Bacons weale,
The honour and renowne of all his life,
Hangs in the watching of this brazen-head,
Therefore I charge thee by the immortall God
That holds the soules of men within his fist,
This night thou watch, for ere the morning star
Sends out his glorious glister on the north,
The head will speake, then Miles vpon thy life,
Wake me for then by Magick art Ile worke,
To end my seuen yeares taske with excellence,
If that awinke but shut thy watchfull eye,
Then farewell Bacons glory and his fame,
Draw closse the courtaines Miles now for thy life,
Be watchfull and
Here he falleth asleepe.
Trembling vpon her concaue contenent,
When Bacon red vpon his Magick booke,
With seuen yeares tossing nigromanticke charmes,
Poring vpon darke Hecats principles,
I haue framd out a monstrous head of brasse,
That by the inchaunting forces of the deuil,
Shall tell out strange and vncoth Aphorismes,
And girt faire England with a wall of brasse,
Bungay and I haue watcht these threescore dayes,
And now our vitall spirites craue some rest,
If Argos livd and had his hundred eyes,
They could not ouerwatch Phobeters night,
Now Miles in thee rests Frier Bacons weale,
The honour and renowne of all his life,
Hangs in the watching of this brazen-head,
Therefore I charge thee by the immortall God
That holds the soules of men within his fist,
This night thou watch, for ere the morning star
Sends out his glorious glister on the north,
The head will speake, then Miles vpon thy life,
Wake me for then by Magick art Ile worke,
To end my seuen yeares taske with excellence,
If that awinke but shut thy watchfull eye,
Then farewell Bacons glory and his fame,
Draw closse the courtaines Miles now for thy life,
Be watchfull and
Sp413Miles.
G2
I
So, I thought you would talke your selfe a sleepe anon,
and tis no meruaile, for Bungay on the dayes, and he on the
nights, haue watcht Iust these ten and fifty dayes, now this is
the night, and tis my taske and no more. Now Iesus blesse me
what a goodly head it is, and a nose, you talke of nos autem glori-
ficare, but heres a nose, that I warrant may be cald nos autem po-
pelare for the people of the parish, well I am furnished with
weapons,, now sir I will set me downe by a post, and make it as
good as a watch-man to wake me if I chaunce to slumber.
and tis no meruaile, for Bungay on the dayes, and he on the
nights, haue watcht Iust these ten and fifty dayes, now this is
the night, and tis my taske and no more. Now Iesus blesse me
what a goodly head it is, and a nose, you talke of nos autem glori-
ficare, but heres a nose, that I warrant may be cald nos autem po-
pelare for the people of the parish, well I am furnished with
weapons,, now sir I will set me downe by a post, and make it as
good as a watch-man to wake me if I chaunce to slumber.
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
I thought goodman head, I would call you out of your memento, Sit down and
knocke your
head.
passion a God I haue almost broke my pate, Vp Miles to your
taske, take your browne bill in your hand, heeres some of your
maisters hobgoblins abroad. With this a great noise.
The Head speakes.
Heere the Head speakes and a lightning flasheth forth,
and a hand appeares that breaketh down the
Head with a hammer.
I thought goodman head, I would call you out of your memento, Sit down and
knocke your
head.
passion a God I haue almost broke my pate, Vp Miles to your
taske, take your browne bill in your hand, heeres some of your
maisters hobgoblins abroad. With this a great noise.
The Head speakes.
Sp415Miles.
Time is, Why maister Brazenhead haue you such a
capitall nose, and answer you with sillables, Time is: is this all
my maisters cunning, to spend seuen yeares studie about Time is:
well sir, it may be we shall haue some better orations of it anon,
well Ile watch you as narrowly as euer you were watcht, and Ile
play with you as the Nightingale with the Slowworme, Ile set a
pricke against my brest: now rest there Miles, Lord haue mercy
vpon me, I haue almost kild my selfe: vp Miles list how they
rumble.
capitall nose, and answer you with sillables, Time is: is this all
my maisters cunning, to spend seuen yeares studie about Time is:
well sir, it may be we shall haue some better orations of it anon,
well Ile watch you as narrowly as euer you were watcht, and Ile
play with you as the Nightingale with the Slowworme, Ile set a
pricke against my brest: now rest there Miles, Lord haue mercy
vpon me, I haue almost kild my selfe: vp Miles list how they
rumble.
Sp417Miles.
Well frier Bacon, you spent your seuen yeares studie
well that can make your Head speake but two wordes at once,
Time was: yea marie, time was when my maister was a wise man,
but that was before he began to make the Brasen-head, you shall
lie while your arce ake and your Head speake no better: well I
will watch and walke vp and downe, and be a Perepatetian and a
Philosopher of Aristotles stampe, what a freshe noise, take thy
pistols in hand Miles.
well that can make your Head speake but two wordes at once,
Time was: yea marie, time was when my maister was a wise man,
but that was before he began to make the Brasen-head, you shall
lie while your arce ake and your Head speake no better: well I
will watch and walke vp and downe, and be a Perepatetian and a
Philosopher of Aristotles stampe, what a freshe noise, take thy
pistols in hand Miles.
Heere the Head speakes and a lightning flasheth forth,
and a hand appeares that breaketh down the
Head with a hammer.
Sp419Miles.
in
Maister maister, vp, hels broken loose, your Head
speakes, and theres such a thunder and lightning, that I warrant
all Oxford is vp in armes, out of your bed and take a browne bill
speakes, and theres such a thunder and lightning, that I warrant
all Oxford is vp in armes, out of your bed and take a browne bill
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
in your hand, the latter day is come.
in your hand, the latter day is come.
Sp420Bacon.
Miles I come, oh passing warily watcht,
Bacon will make thee next himselfe in loue,
When spake the Head?
Bacon will make thee next himselfe in loue,
When spake the Head?
Sp421Miles.
When spake the Head, did not you say that hee
should tell strange principles of Philosophie, why sir it speaks but
two wordes at a time.
should tell strange principles of Philosophie, why sir it speaks but
two wordes at a time.
Sp423Miles.
Oft, I marie hath it thrice: but in all those three times
it hath vttered but seuen wordes.
it hath vttered but seuen wordes.
Sp425Miles.
Marrie sir, the first time he said, Time is, as if Fabius
cumentator should haue pronounst a sentence, he said Time was,
and the third time with thunder and lightning, as in great choller,
he said Time is past.
cumentator should haue pronounst a sentence, he said Time was,
and the third time with thunder and lightning, as in great choller,
he said Time is past.
Sp426Bacon.
Tis past indeed, a villaine time is past,
My life, my fame, my glorie, all are past:
Bacon, the turrets of thy hope are ruind downe,
Thy seuen yeares studie lieth in the dust:
Thy Brazen-head lies broken through a slaue
That watcht, and would not when the Head did will,
What said the Head first.
My life, my fame, my glorie, all are past:
Bacon, the turrets of thy hope are ruind downe,
Thy seuen yeares studie lieth in the dust:
Thy Brazen-head lies broken through a slaue
That watcht, and would not when the Head did will,
What said the Head first.
Sp428Bacon.
G3
And
Villaine if thou hadst cald to Bacon then,
If thou hadst watcht and wakte the sleepie frier,
The Brazen-head had vttered Aphorismes,
And England had been circled round with brasse,
But proud Astmeroth ruler of the North,
And Demegorgon maister of the fates,
Grudge that a mortall man should worke so much,
Hell trembled at my deepe commanding spels,
Fiendes frownd to see a man their ouermatch,
Bacon might bost more than a man might boast:
But now the braues of Bacon hath an end,
Europes conceit of Bacon hath an end:
His seuen yeares practise sorteth to ill end:
If thou hadst watcht and wakte the sleepie frier,
The Brazen-head had vttered Aphorismes,
And England had been circled round with brasse,
But proud Astmeroth ruler of the North,
And Demegorgon maister of the fates,
Grudge that a mortall man should worke so much,
Hell trembled at my deepe commanding spels,
Fiendes frownd to see a man their ouermatch,
Bacon might bost more than a man might boast:
But now the braues of Bacon hath an end,
Europes conceit of Bacon hath an end:
His seuen yeares practise sorteth to ill end:
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
And villaine sith my glorie hath an end,
I will appoint thee fatall to some end,
Villaine auoid, get thee from Bacons sight:
Vagrant go rome and range about the world,
And perish as a vagabond on earth.
Enter Emperour, Castile, Henrie, Ellinor, Ed -
ward, Lacie, Raphe.
I
And villaine sith my glorie hath an end,
I will appoint thee fatall to some end,
Villaine auoid, get thee from Bacons sight:
Vagrant go rome and range about the world,
And perish as a vagabond on earth.
Sp430Bacon.
My seruice villaine with a fatall curse,
That direfull plagues and mischiefe fall on thee.
That direfull plagues and mischiefe fall on thee.
Sp431Miles.
Tis no matter I am against you with the old prouerb,
The more the fox is curst the better he fares: God be with you
sir, Ile take but a booke in my hand, a wide sleeued gowne on my
backe, and a crowned cap on my head, and see if I can want pro-
motion.
The more the fox is curst the better he fares: God be with you
sir, Ile take but a booke in my hand, a wide sleeued gowne on my
backe, and a crowned cap on my head, and see if I can want pro-
motion.
Sp432Bacon.
Exit.
Some fiend or ghost haunt on thy wearie steps,
Vntill they doe transport thee quicke to hell,
For Bacon shall haue neuer merrie day,
To loose the fame and honour of his Head.
Vntill they doe transport thee quicke to hell,
For Bacon shall haue neuer merrie day,
To loose the fame and honour of his Head.
Enter Emperour, Castile, Henrie, Ellinor, Ed -
ward, Lacie, Raphe.
Sp433Emper.
Now louely Prince the prince of Albions wealth,
How fares the ladie Ellinor and you:
What haue you courted and found Castile fit,
To answer England in equiuolence
Wilt be a match twixt bonny Nell and thee.
How fares the ladie Ellinor and you:
What haue you courted and found Castile fit,
To answer England in equiuolence
Wilt be a match twixt bonny Nell and thee.
Sp434Edw.
Should Paris enter in the courts of Greece,
And not lie fettered in faire Hellens lookes,
Or Phoebus scape those piercing amorits,
That Daphne glaunsed at his deitie:
Can Edward then sit by a flame and freeze,
Whose heat puts Hellen and faire Daphne downe,
Now Monarcks aske the ladie if we gree.
And not lie fettered in faire Hellens lookes,
Or Phoebus scape those piercing amorits,
That Daphne glaunsed at his deitie:
Can Edward then sit by a flame and freeze,
Whose heat puts Hellen and faire Daphne downe,
Now Monarcks aske the ladie if we gree.
I
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I come not troopt with all this warlike traine,
Doubting of loue, but so effectionat
As Edward hath in England what he wonne in Spaine.
To
I come not troopt with all this warlike traine,
Doubting of loue, but so effectionat
As Edward hath in England what he wonne in Spaine.
Sp437Castile.
A match my lord, these wantons needes must loue,
Men must haue wiues and women will be wed,
Lets hast the day to honour vp the rites.
Men must haue wiues and women will be wed,
Lets hast the day to honour vp the rites.
Sp440Raphe.
Marrie Harrie follow my counsaile, send for frier Ba-
con to marrie them, for heele so coniure him and her with his
Nigromancie, that they shall loue togither like pigge and lambe
whilest they liue.
con to marrie them, for heele so coniure him and her with his
Nigromancie, that they shall loue togither like pigge and lambe
whilest they liue.
Sp444Raphe.
That she will neuer scold with Ned nor fight with
me, Sirha Harry I haue put her downe with a thing vnpossible.
me, Sirha Harry I haue put her downe with a thing vnpossible.
Sp446Raphe.
Why Harrie didst thou euer see that a woman could
both hold her tongue and her handes, no but when egge-pies
growes on apple-trees, then will thy gray mare prooue a bag-
piper.
both hold her tongue and her handes, no but when egge-pies
growes on apple-trees, then will thy gray mare prooue a bag-
piper.
Sp447Emperour.
What saies the lord of Castile and the earle of
Lincolne, that they are in such earnest and secret talke.
Lincolne, that they are in such earnest and secret talke.
Sp448Castile.
I stand my lord amazed at his talke
How he discourseth of the constancie,
Of one surnam’d fot beauties excellence,
The fair maid of merrie Fresingfield.
How he discourseth of the constancie,
Of one surnam’d fot beauties excellence,
The fair maid of merrie Fresingfield.
Sp449Henrie.
Tis true my lord, tis wondrous for to heare,
Her beautie passing Marces parramour:
Her virgins right as rich as Vestas was,
Lacie and Ned hath told me miracles.
Her beautie passing Marces parramour:
Her virgins right as rich as Vestas was,
Lacie and Ned hath told me miracles.
To
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To Fresingfield Ile fetch the bonny girle,
And prooue in true apparance at the court
What I haue vouched often with my tongue.
Exit Lacie.
Exeunt.
Enter frier Bacon with frier Bungay to his cell.
A
To Fresingfield Ile fetch the bonny girle,
And prooue in true apparance at the court
What I haue vouched often with my tongue.
Sp452Henrie.
Lacie, go to the quirie of my stable,
And take such coursers as shall fit thy turne,
Hie thee to Fresingfield and bring home the lasse,
And for her fame flies through the English coast,
If it may please the ladie Ellinor,
One day shall match your excellence and her,
And take such coursers as shall fit thy turne,
Hie thee to Fresingfield and bring home the lasse,
And for her fame flies through the English coast,
If it may please the ladie Ellinor,
One day shall match your excellence and her,
Sp453Ellinor.
We Castile ladies are not very coy,
Your highnesse may command a greater boone,
And glad were I to grace the Lincolne earle
With being partner of his marriage day.
Your highnesse may command a greater boone,
And glad were I to grace the Lincolne earle
With being partner of his marriage day.
Sp457Raphe.
Why his loue is like vnto a tapsters glasse that is bro-
ken with euery tutch, for he loued the faire maid of Fresingfield
once out of all hoe, nay Ned neuer wincke vpon me, I care not I.
ken with euery tutch, for he loued the faire maid of Fresingfield
once out of all hoe, nay Ned neuer wincke vpon me, I care not I.
Sp458Hen.
Raphe tels all, you shall haue a good secretarie of him,
But Lacie haste thee post to Fresingfield:
Eor ere thou hast fitted all things for her state,
The solemne marriage day will be at hand.
But Lacie haste thee post to Fresingfield:
Eor ere thou hast fitted all things for her state,
The solemne marriage day will be at hand.
Exit Lacie.
Sp461Henrie.
To horse my lord, the day is passing faire,
Weele flie the partridge or go rouse the deere,
Follow my lords, you shall not want for sport.
Weele flie the partridge or go rouse the deere,
Follow my lords, you shall not want for sport.
Exeunt.
Enter frier Bacon with frier Bungay to his cell.
A
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To sit as melancholie in his cell,
As if he had neither lost nor wonne to day.
Enter two schollers, sonnes to Lambert and Serlby.
Knocke.
H 2. Scholler.
To sit as melancholie in his cell,
As if he had neither lost nor wonne to day.
Sp463Bacon.
Ah Bungay my Brazen-head is spold,
My glorie gone, my seuen yeares studie lost:
The fame of Bacon bruted through the world,
Shall end and perish with this deepe disgrace.
My glorie gone, my seuen yeares studie lost:
The fame of Bacon bruted through the world,
Shall end and perish with this deepe disgrace.
Sp464Bungay.
Bacon hath built foundation on his fame,
So surely on the wings of true report,
With acting strange and vncoth miracles,
As this cannot infringe what he deserues.
So surely on the wings of true report,
With acting strange and vncoth miracles,
As this cannot infringe what he deserues.
Sp465Bacon.
Bungay sit down, for by prospectiue skill,
I find this day shall fall out ominous,
Some deadly act shall tide me ere I sleepe:
But what and wherein little can I gesse.
I find this day shall fall out ominous,
Some deadly act shall tide me ere I sleepe:
But what and wherein little can I gesse.
Enter two schollers, sonnes to Lambert and Serlby.
Knocke.
Sp4701. Sholler.
Sir we are Suffolke men and neighbouring friends,
Our fathers in their countries lustie squires,
Their lands adioyne, in Crackfield mine doth dwell,
And his in Laxfield, we are colledge mates,
Sworne brothers as our fathers liues as friendes.
Our fathers in their countries lustie squires,
Their lands adioyne, in Crackfield mine doth dwell,
And his in Laxfield, we are colledge mates,
Sworne brothers as our fathers liues as friendes.
Sp4722.Scholler.
Hearing your worship kept within your cell
A glasse prospectiue wherin men might see,
What so their thoughts or hearts desire could wish,
We come to know how that our fathers fare.
A glasse prospectiue wherin men might see,
What so their thoughts or hearts desire could wish,
We come to know how that our fathers fare.
Sp473Bacon.
My glasse is free for euery honest man,
Sit downe and you shall see ere long,
How or in what state your friendly father liues,
Meane while tell me your names.
Sit downe and you shall see ere long,
How or in what state your friendly father liues,
Meane while tell me your names.
H 2. Scholler.
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Enter Lambert and Serlsbie, with Rapiers and daggers.
2. Schol.
Enter Lambert and Serlsbie, with Rapiers and daggers.
Sp477Lambert.
Serlsby thou hast kept thine houre like a man,
Th’art worthie of the title of a squire:
That durst for proofe of thy affection,
And for thy mistresse fauour prize thy bloud,
Thou knowst what words did passe at Fresingfield,
Such shamelesse braues as manhood cannot brooke:
I for I skorne to beare such piercing taunts,
Prepare thee Serlsbie one of vs will die.
Th’art worthie of the title of a squire:
That durst for proofe of thy affection,
And for thy mistresse fauour prize thy bloud,
Thou knowst what words did passe at Fresingfield,
Such shamelesse braues as manhood cannot brooke:
I for I skorne to beare such piercing taunts,
Prepare thee Serlsbie one of vs will die.
Sp478Serlsbie.
Thou seest I single thee the field,
And what I spake, Ile maintaine with my sword.
Stand on thy guard I cannot scold it out.
And if thou kill me, thinke I haue a sonne,
That liues in Oxford in the Brodgates hall,
Who will reuenge his fathers bloud with bloud.
And what I spake, Ile maintaine with my sword.
Stand on thy guard I cannot scold it out.
And if thou kill me, thinke I haue a sonne,
That liues in Oxford in the Brodgates hall,
Who will reuenge his fathers bloud with bloud.
Sp479Lambert.
And Serlsbie I haue there a lusty boy,
That dares at weapon buckle with thy sonne,
And liues in Broadgates too as well as thine,
But draw thy Rapier for weele haue about.
That dares at weapon buckle with thy sonne,
And liues in Broadgates too as well as thine,
But draw thy Rapier for weele haue about.
Sp4822. Schol.
Lambert thou liest, my fathers is the abuse,
And thou shalt find it, if my father harme.
And thou shalt find it, if my father harme.
Sp486Lambert.
Why standst thou Serlsbie doubtst thou of thy life,
A venie man, faire Margret craues so much.
A venie man, faire Margret craues so much.
2. Schol.
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They fight and kill ech other.
The two schollers stab on another.
They fight and kill ech other.
The two schollers stab on another.
Sp495Bacon.
See Frier where the fathers both lie dead.
Bacon thy magicke doth effect this massacre:
This glasse prospectiue worketh manie woes,
And therefore seeing these braue lustie brutes,
These friendly youths did perish by thine art,
End all thy magicke and thine art at once:
The poniard that did end the fatall liues,
Shall breake the cause efficiat of their woes,
So fade the glasse, and end with it the showes,
That Nigromancie did infuse the christall with.
He breakes the glasse.
Bacon thy magicke doth effect this massacre:
This glasse prospectiue worketh manie woes,
And therefore seeing these braue lustie brutes,
These friendly youths did perish by thine art,
End all thy magicke and thine art at once:
The poniard that did end the fatall liues,
Shall breake the cause efficiat of their woes,
So fade the glasse, and end with it the showes,
That Nigromancie did infuse the christall with.
He breakes the glasse.
Sp497Bacon.
H2
Yet
I tell thee Bungay it repents me sore,
That euer Bacon medled in this art,
The houres I haue spent in piromanticke spels,
The fearefull tossing in the latest night,
Of papers full of Nigromanticke charmes,
Coniuring and adiuring diuels and fiends,
With stole and albe and strange Pentaganon,
The wresting of the holy name of God,
As Sother, Elaim, and Adonaie,
Alpha, Manoth, and Tetragramiton,
With praying to the fiue-fould powers of heauen,
Are instances that Bacon must be damde,
For vsing diuels to counteruaile his God.
That euer Bacon medled in this art,
The houres I haue spent in piromanticke spels,
The fearefull tossing in the latest night,
Of papers full of Nigromanticke charmes,
Coniuring and adiuring diuels and fiends,
With stole and albe and strange Pentaganon,
The wresting of the holy name of God,
As Sother, Elaim, and Adonaie,
Alpha, Manoth, and Tetragramiton,
With praying to the fiue-fould powers of heauen,
Are instances that Bacon must be damde,
For vsing diuels to counteruaile his God.
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Yet Bacon cheere thee, drowne not in despaire,
Sinnes haue their salues repentance can do much,
Thinke mercie sits where Iustice holds her seate,
And from those wounds those bloudie Iews did pierce
Which by thy magicke oft did bleed a fresh,
From thence for thee the dew of mercy drops,
To wash the wrath of hie Iehouahs ire,
And make thee as a new borne babe from sinne,
Bungay Ile spend the remnant of my life
In pure deuotion praying to my God,
That he would saue what Bacon vainly lost.
Exit.
Enter Margret in Nuns apparrell, Keeper, her father,
and their friend.
Yet Bacon cheere thee, drowne not in despaire,
Sinnes haue their salues repentance can do much,
Thinke mercie sits where Iustice holds her seate,
And from those wounds those bloudie Iews did pierce
Which by thy magicke oft did bleed a fresh,
From thence for thee the dew of mercy drops,
To wash the wrath of hie Iehouahs ire,
And make thee as a new borne babe from sinne,
Bungay Ile spend the remnant of my life
In pure deuotion praying to my God,
That he would saue what Bacon vainly lost.
Enter Margret in Nuns apparrell, Keeper, her father,
and their friend.
Sp498Keep.
Margret be not so headstrong in these vows,
Oh burie not such beautie in a cell:
That England hath held famous for the hue,
Thy fathers haire like to the siluer bloomes:
That beautifie the shrubs of Affrica
Shall fall before the dated time of death,
Thus to forgoe his louely Margret.
Oh burie not such beautie in a cell:
That England hath held famous for the hue,
Thy fathers haire like to the siluer bloomes:
That beautifie the shrubs of Affrica
Shall fall before the dated time of death,
Thus to forgoe his louely Margret.
Sp499Margret.
A father when the hermonie of heauen,
soundeth the measures of a liuely faith:
The vaine Illusions of this flattering world,
Seemes odious to the thoughts of Margret,
I loued once, lord Lacie was my loue,
And now I hate my selfe for that I lovd,
And doated more on him than on my God:
For this I scourge my selfe with sharpe repents,
But now the touch of such aspiring sinnes
Tels me all loue is lust but loue of heauens:
That beautie vsde for loue is vanitie,
The world containes nought but alluring baites:
Pride, flatterie, and inconstant thoughts,
To shun the pricks of death I leaue the world,
soundeth the measures of a liuely faith:
The vaine Illusions of this flattering world,
Seemes odious to the thoughts of Margret,
I loued once, lord Lacie was my loue,
And now I hate my selfe for that I lovd,
And doated more on him than on my God:
For this I scourge my selfe with sharpe repents,
But now the touch of such aspiring sinnes
Tels me all loue is lust but loue of heauens:
That beautie vsde for loue is vanitie,
The world containes nought but alluring baites:
Pride, flatterie, and inconstant thoughts,
To shun the pricks of death I leaue the world,
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And vow to meditate on heauenly blisse,
To liue in Framingham a holy Nunne,
Holy and pure in conscience and in deed:
And for to wish all maides to learne of me,
To seeke heauens ioy before earths vanitie.
Enter Lacie, Warrain, Ermsbie, booted and spurd.
And vow to meditate on heauenly blisse,
To liue in Framingham a holy Nunne,
Holy and pure in conscience and in deed:
And for to wish all maides to learne of me,
To seeke heauens ioy before earths vanitie.
Sp501Margret.
Now farewell world the engin of all woe,
Farewell to friends and father, welcome Christ:
Adew to daintie robes, this base attire
Better befits an humble minde to God,
Than all the shew of rich abilliments,
Loue, oh Loue, and with fond Loue farewell,
Sweet Lacie whom I loued once so deere,
Euer be well, but neuer in my thoughts,
Least I offend to thinke on Lacies loue:
But euen to that as to the rest farewell.
Farewell to friends and father, welcome Christ:
Adew to daintie robes, this base attire
Better befits an humble minde to God,
Than all the shew of rich abilliments,
Loue, oh Loue, and with fond Loue farewell,
Sweet Lacie whom I loued once so deere,
Euer be well, but neuer in my thoughts,
Least I offend to thinke on Lacies loue:
But euen to that as to the rest farewell.
Enter Lacie, Warrain, Ermsbie, booted and spurd.
Sp502Lacie.
Come on my wags weere neere the keepers lodge,
Heere haue I oft walkt in the watrie Meades,
And chatted with my louely Margret.
Heere haue I oft walkt in the watrie Meades,
And chatted with my louely Margret.
Sp507Keeper.
Ah good my lord, oh wo is me for Pegge,
See where she stands clad in her Nunnes attire,
Readie for to be shorne in Framingham:
She leaues the world because she left your loue,
Oh good my lord perswade her if you can.
See where she stands clad in her Nunnes attire,
Readie for to be shorne in Framingham:
She leaues the world because she left your loue,
Oh good my lord perswade her if you can.
Sp508Lacie.
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To
Why how now Margret, what a malecontent,
A Nunne, what holy father taught you this,
To taske your selfe to such a tedious life,
As die a maid, twere iniurie to me.
A Nunne, what holy father taught you this,
To taske your selfe to such a tedious life,
As die a maid, twere iniurie to me.
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To smother vp such bewtie in a cell.
To smother vp such bewtie in a cell.
Sp509Margret.
Lord Lacie thinking of thy former misse,
How fond the prime of wanton yeares were spent
In loue, Oh fie vppon that fond conceite,
Whose hap and essence hangeth in the eye,
I leaue both loue and loues content at once,
Betaking me to him that is true loue,
And leauing all the world for loue of him.
How fond the prime of wanton yeares were spent
In loue, Oh fie vppon that fond conceite,
Whose hap and essence hangeth in the eye,
I leaue both loue and loues content at once,
Betaking me to him that is true loue,
And leauing all the world for loue of him.
Sp510Lacie.
Whence Peggie comes this Metamorphosis,
What shorne a Nun, and I haue from the court,
Posted with coursers to conuaie thee hence,
To Windsore, where our Mariage shalbe kept,
Thy wedding robes are in the tailors hands,
Come Peggy leaue these peremptorie vowes.
What shorne a Nun, and I haue from the court,
Posted with coursers to conuaie thee hence,
To Windsore, where our Mariage shalbe kept,
Thy wedding robes are in the tailors hands,
Come Peggy leaue these peremptorie vowes.
Sp512Lacy.
Twas but to try sweete Peggies constancie,
But will faire Margret leaue her loue and Lord?
But will faire Margret leaue her loue and Lord?
Sp513Margret.
Is not heauens ioy before earths fading blisse,
And life aboue sweeter than life in loue,
And life aboue sweeter than life in loue,
Sp516Warraine.
We cannot stay my Lord, and if she be so strict,
Our leisure graunts vs not to woo a fresh.
Our leisure graunts vs not to woo a fresh.
Sp517Ermsby.
Choose you faire damsell, yet the choise is yours,
Either a solemne Nunnerie, or the court,
God, or Lord Lacie, weich contents you best,
To be a Nun, or els Lord Lacies wife.
Either a solemne Nunnerie, or the court,
God, or Lord Lacie, weich contents you best,
To be a Nun, or els Lord Lacies wife.
Sp519Margret.
Lacie
The flesh is frayle, my Lord dothe know it well,
That when he comes with his inchanting face,
What so ere betyde I cannot say him nay,
Off goes the habite of a maidens heart,
And seeing Fortune will, faire Fremingham,
And all the shew of holy Nuns farewell,
Lacie for me, if he wilbe my lord.
That when he comes with his inchanting face,
What so ere betyde I cannot say him nay,
Off goes the habite of a maidens heart,
And seeing Fortune will, faire Fremingham,
And all the shew of holy Nuns farewell,
Lacie for me, if he wilbe my lord.
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Exeunt.
Enter a denill to seeke Miles.
Enter Miles with a gowne and a corner
cap.
a
Sp520Lacie.
Peggie thy Lord, thy loue, thy husband,
Trust me, by truth of knighthood, that the King
Staies for to marry matchles Ellinour,
Vntil I bring thee richly to the court,
That one day may both marry her and thee,
How saist thou Keeper art thou glad of this?
Trust me, by truth of knighthood, that the King
Staies for to marry matchles Ellinour,
Vntil I bring thee richly to the court,
That one day may both marry her and thee,
How saist thou Keeper art thou glad of this?
Sp523Warraine.
To see the nature of women, that be they neuer so
neare God, yet they loue to die in a mans armes.
neare God, yet they loue to die in a mans armes.
Sp524Lacie.
What haue you fit for breakefast? we haue hied and
posted all this night to Frisingfield.
posted all this night to Frisingfield.
Sp525Margret.
Butter and cheese and humbls of a Deere,
Such as poore Keepers haue within their lodge.
Such as poore Keepers haue within their lodge.
Exeunt.
Enter a denill to seeke Miles.
Sp529Deuill.
How restles are the ghosts of hellish
spirites,
When euerie charmer with his Magick spels
Cals vs from nine-fold trenched Blegiton,
To scud and ouer-scoure the earth in post,
Vpon the speedie wings of swiftest winds,
Now Bacon hath raisd me from the darkest deepe,
To search about the world for Miles his man,
For Miles, and to torment his lasie bones,
For careles watchidg of his Brasen head,
See where he comes, Oh he is mine.
When euerie charmer with his Magick spels
Cals vs from nine-fold trenched Blegiton,
To scud and ouer-scoure the earth in post,
Vpon the speedie wings of swiftest winds,
Now Bacon hath raisd me from the darkest deepe,
To search about the world for Miles his man,
For Miles, and to torment his lasie bones,
For careles watchidg of his Brasen head,
See where he comes, Oh he is mine.
Enter Miles with a gowne and a corner
cap.
a
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a botlemaker when I was made a scholler, for I can get neither to
be a Deacon, Reader, nor Schoolemaister, no, not the clarke of
a parish, some call me a dunce, another saith my head is as full of
Latine as an egs full of oatemeale, thus I am tormented that the
deuil and Frier Bacon, haunts me, good Lord heers one of my
maisters deuils, Ile goe speake to him, what maister Plutus,
how chere you?
sure
a botlemaker when I was made a scholler, for I can get neither to
be a Deacon, Reader, nor Schoolemaister, no, not the clarke of
a parish, some call me a dunce, another saith my head is as full of
Latine as an egs full of oatemeale, thus I am tormented that the
deuil and Frier Bacon, haunts me, good Lord heers one of my
maisters deuils, Ile goe speake to him, what maister Plutus,
how chere you?
Sp532Miles.
Know you sir, why are not you one of my maisters
deuils, that were wont to come to my maister Doctor Bacon, at
Brazen-nose?
deuils, that were wont to come to my maister Doctor Bacon, at
Brazen-nose?
Sp534Miles.
Good Lord M. Plutus I haue seene you a thousand
times at my maisters and yet I had neuer the manners to make
you drinke, but sir, I am glad to see how conformable you are to
the statute, I warrant you hees as yeomanly a man, as you shall see,
marke you maisters, heers a plaine honest man, without welt or
garde, but I pray you sir do you come lately from hel?
times at my maisters and yet I had neuer the manners to make
you drinke, but sir, I am glad to see how conformable you are to
the statute, I warrant you hees as yeomanly a man, as you shall see,
marke you maisters, heers a plaine honest man, without welt or
garde, but I pray you sir do you come lately from hel?
Sp536Miles.
Faith tis a place I haue desired long to see, haue you not
good tipling houses there, may not a man haue a lustie fier there,
a pot of good ale, a paire of cardes, a swinging peece of chalke,
and a browne toast that will clap a white wastcoat on a cup
of good drinke?
good tipling houses there, may not a man haue a lustie fier there,
a pot of good ale, a paire of cardes, a swinging peece of chalke,
and a browne toast that will clap a white wastcoat on a cup
of good drinke?
Sp538Miles.
You are for me freinde, and I am for you, but I pray
you, may I not haue an office there?
you, may I not haue an office there?
Sp540Miles.
By my troth sir in a place where I may profit my
selfe, I know hel is a hot place, and men are meruailous drie, and
much drinke is spent there, I would be a tapster.
selfe, I know hel is a hot place, and men are meruailous drie, and
much drinke is spent there, I would be a tapster.
Sp542Miles,
Theres nothing lets me from going with you, but
that tis a long iourney, an I haue neuer a horse.
that tis a long iourney, an I haue neuer a horse.
sure
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
sure his friende wil not stick to make a iade of himselfe, but I pray
you goodman friend let me moue a question to you.
Exeunt roring.
Enter the Emperour with a pointles sword, next the King of
Castile, carrying a sword with a point, Lacie carying the
globe Ed. Warr. carrying a rod of gold with a doue on it,
Ermsby with a crowne and Scepter, The queene with the
faire maide of Frisingfield on her left hand, Henry, Bacon
with other Lords attending.
sure his friende wil not stick to make a iade of himselfe, but I pray
you goodman friend let me moue a question to you.
Sp550Miles.
Marry friend I put on my spurs, for if I find your pace
either a trot or els vneasie, Ile put you to a false gallop, Ile make
you feele the benefit of my spurs.
either a trot or els vneasie, Ile put you to a false gallop, Ile make
you feele the benefit of my spurs.
Exeunt roring.
Enter the Emperour with a pointles sword, next the King of
Castile, carrying a sword with a point, Lacie carying the
globe Ed. Warr. carrying a rod of gold with a doue on it,
Ermsby with a crowne and Scepter, The queene with the
faire maide of Frisingfield on her left hand, Henry, Bacon
with other Lords attending.
Sp553Edward.
Great potentates earths miracles for state,
Thinke that prince Edward humbles at your feet,
And for these fauours on his martiall sword,
He vowes perpetuall homage to your selues,
Yeelding these honours vnto Ellinour.
Thinke that prince Edward humbles at your feet,
And for these fauours on his martiall sword,
He vowes perpetuall homage to your selues,
Yeelding these honours vnto Ellinour.
Sp554Henrie.
I
Empe.
Gramercies Lordlings, old Plantagenet,
That rules and swayes the Albion diademe,
With teares discouers these conceaued ioyes,
And vowes requitall, if his men at armes,
The wealth of England, or due honours done
To Ellinour, may quite his fauorites.
But all this while what say you to the Dames,
That shine like to the cristall lampes of heauen?
That rules and swayes the Albion diademe,
With teares discouers these conceaued ioyes,
And vowes requitall, if his men at armes,
The wealth of England, or due honours done
To Ellinour, may quite his fauorites.
But all this while what say you to the Dames,
That shine like to the cristall lampes of heauen?
The honourable histori of Frier Bacon.
Sp555Emperour.
If but a third were added to these two
They did surpasse those gorgeous images,
That gloried Ida with rich beauties wealth.
They did surpasse those gorgeous images,
That gloried Ida with rich beauties wealth.
Sp556Margret.
Tis I my lords who humbly on my knee,
Must yelde her orisons to mightie Ioue,
For lifting vp his handmaide to this state,
Brought from her homely cottage to the court,
And graste with Kings Princes and Emperours,
To whom (next to the noble Lincolne Earle)
I vowe obedience, and such humble loue,
As may a handmaid to such mightie men.
Must yelde her orisons to mightie Ioue,
For lifting vp his handmaide to this state,
Brought from her homely cottage to the court,
And graste with Kings Princes and Emperours,
To whom (next to the noble Lincolne Earle)
I vowe obedience, and such humble loue,
As may a handmaid to such mightie men.
Sp557Ellinour.
Thou martiall man that wears the Almaine crowne,
And you the westerne Potentates of might,
The Albian Princesse, English Edwards wife,
Prowde that the louely star of Frisingfield,
Faire Margret, Countesse to the Lincolne Earle,
Attendes on Ellinour, gramercies Lord for her,
Tis I giue thanks for Margret to you all,
And rest for her due bounden to your selues.
And you the westerne Potentates of might,
The Albian Princesse, English Edwards wife,
Prowde that the louely star of Frisingfield,
Faire Margret, Countesse to the Lincolne Earle,
Attendes on Ellinour, gramercies Lord for her,
Tis I giue thanks for Margret to you all,
And rest for her due bounden to your selues.
Sp558Henrie.
Seeing the marriage is solemnised,
Lets martch in triumph to the royall feast,
But why stands Frier Bacon here so mute?
Lets martch in triumph to the royall feast,
But why stands Frier Bacon here so mute?
Sp559Bacon.
Repentant for the follies of my youth,
That Magicks secreat misteries misled,
And ioyfull that this roiall marriage,
Portendes such blisse vnto this matchles realme.
That Magicks secreat misteries misled,
And ioyfull that this roiall marriage,
Portendes such blisse vnto this matchles realme.
Sp560Hen.
Why Bacon what straunge euẽteuent
shall happẽ
happen to this land
Or what shall grow from Edward and his Queene.
Or what shall grow from Edward and his Queene.
Sp561Bacon.
But
I find by deepe præ
science of mine art,
Which once I tempred in my secreat cell,
That here where Brute did build his Troynouant,
From forth the royall garden of a King,
Shall flowrish out, so rich and faire a bud,
Whose brightnesse shall deface proude Phoebus flowre,
And ouer-shadow Albion with her leaues.
Til then, Mars shall be maister of the field,
Which once I tempred in my secreat cell,
That here where Brute did build his Troynouant,
From forth the royall garden of a King,
Shall flowrish out, so rich and faire a bud,
Whose brightnesse shall deface proude Phoebus flowre,
And ouer-shadow Albion with her leaues.
Til then, Mars shall be maister of the field,
The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.
But then the stormie threats of wars shall cease,
The horse shall stampe as careles of the pike,
Drums shallbe turnd to timbrells of delight,
With wealthy fauours, plentie shall enrich,
The strond that gladded wandring Brute to see,
And peace from heauen shall harbour in these leaues,
That gorgeous beautifies this matchles flower,
Appollos Hellitropian then shall stoope,
And Venus hyacinth shall vaile her top,
Iuno shall shut her Gilliflowers vp,
And Pallace bay shall bash her brightest greene,
Ceres carnation in consort with those,
Shall stoope and wonder at Dianas rose.
But then the stormie threats of wars shall cease,
The horse shall stampe as careles of the pike,
Drums shallbe turnd to timbrells of delight,
With wealthy fauours, plentie shall enrich,
The strond that gladded wandring Brute to see,
And peace from heauen shall harbour in these leaues,
That gorgeous beautifies this matchles flower,
Appollos Hellitropian then shall stoope,
And Venus hyacinth shall vaile her top,
Iuno shall shut her Gilliflowers vp,
And Pallace bay shall bash her brightest greene,
Ceres carnation in consort with those,
Shall stoope and wonder at Dianas rose.
Sp562Henrie.
Exeunt omnes.
This Prophesie is mysticall,
But glorious commaunders of Europas loue,
That makes faire England like that wealthy Ile,
Circled with Gihen, and first Euphrates,
In royallising Henries Albion,
With presence of your princelie mightines,
Lets march, the tables all are spread,
And viands such as Englands wealth affoords,
Are ready set to furnish out the boords,
You shall haue welcome mighty potentates,
It rests to furnish vp this royall feast,
Only your hearts be frolick for the time,
Craues that we tast of nought but iouysaunce,
Thus glories England ouer all the west.
But glorious commaunders of Europas loue,
That makes faire England like that wealthy Ile,
Circled with Gihen, and first Euphrates,
In royallising Henries Albion,
With presence of your princelie mightines,
Lets march, the tables all are spread,
And viands such as Englands wealth affoords,
Are ready set to furnish out the boords,
You shall haue welcome mighty potentates,
It rests to furnish vp this royall feast,
Only your hearts be frolick for the time,
Craues that we tast of nought but iouysaunce,
Thus glories England ouer all the west.
Finis
Omne tulit punctum qui miscuit vtile dulci.
Prosopography
Andrew Griffin
Andrew Griffin is an associate professor in the department of English and an affiliate
professor in the department of Theater and Dance at the University of California,
Santa Barbara. He is general editor (text) of Queen’s Men Editions. He studies early
modern drama and early modern historiography while serving as the lead editor at the
EMC Imprint. He has co-edited with Helen Ostovich and Holger Schott Syme Locating the Queen’s Men (2009) and has co-edited The Making of a Broadside Ballad (2016) with Patricia Fumerton and Carl Stahmer. His monograph, Untimely Deaths in Renaissance Drama: Biography, History, Catastrophe, was published with the University of Toronto Press in 2019. He is editor of the
anonymous The Chronicle History of King Leir (Queen’s Men Editions, 2011). He can be contacted at griffin@english.ucsb.edu.
Chloe Mee
Chloe Mee is a research assistant on the LEMDO team who is working as a remediator
on Old Spelling texts. She is about to start her second year at UVic in Fall 2022
and is pursuing an Honours degree in English. Currently, she is working on the LEMDO
team through a VKURA internship. She loves literature and is enjoying the opportunity
to read and encode Shakespeare quartos!
Christopher Hicklin
Christopher Matusiak
Christopher Matusiak (Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay) is an Associate Professor of English at Ithaca College in New York where he teaches
courses on Shakespeare and early modern drama. His research on seventeenth-century
theatre management at the Drury Lane Cockpit has appeared in Early Theatre and Medieval and Renaissance Drama in England, and in Shakespeare Quarterly on the use of John Aubrey’s manuscripts in studies of Shakespeare’s life. He is currently
writing a book (with Eva Griffith) about Christopher Beeston and the Cockpit playhouse,
and researching another on the persistence of illegal stage-playing during the English
Civil Wars, Shakespearean Actors and their Playhouses in Civil War London. He also prepared REED London: The Cockpit-Phoenix: an edited collection of seventeenth-century manuscripts and printed documents illustrating
the history of the Cockpit-Phoenix playhouse in Drury Lane (for The Records of Early English Drama). He can be contacted at cmatusiak@ithaca.edu.
Helen Ostovich
Helen Ostovich, professor emerita of English at McMaster University, is the founder
and general editor of Queen’s Men Editions. She is a general editor of The Revels Plays (Manchester University Press); Series
Editor of Studies in Performance and Early Modern Drama (Ashgate, now Routledge),
and series co-editor of Late Tudor and Stuart Drama (MIP); play-editor of several
works by Ben Jonson, in Four Comedies: Ben Jonson (1997); Every Man Out of his Humour (Revels 2001); and The Magnetic Lady (Cambridge 2012). She has also edited the Norton Shakespeare 3 The Merry Wives of Windsor Q1602 and F1623 (2015); The Late Lancashire Witches and A Jovial Crew for Richard Brome Online, revised for a 4-volume set from OUP 2021; The Ball, for the Oxford Complete Works of James Shirley (2021); The Merry Wives of Windsor for Internet Shakespeare Editions, and The Dutch Courtesan (with Erin Julian) for the Complete Works of John Marston, OUP 2022. She has published
many articles and book chapters on Jonson, Shakespeare, and others, and several book
collections, most recently Magical Transformations of the Early Modern English Stage with Lisa Hopkins (2014), and the equivalent to book website, Performance as Research in Early English Theatre Studies: The Three Ladies of London in Context containing scripts, glossary, almost fifty conference papers edited and updated to
essays; video; link to Queenʼs Mens Ediitons and YouTube: http://threeladiesoflondon.mcmaster.ca/contexts/index.htm, 2015. Recently, she was guest editor of Strangers and Aliens in London ca 1605,
Special Issue on Marston, Early Theatre 23.1 (June 2020). She can be contacted at ostovich@mcmaster.ca.
Janelle Jenstad
Janelle Jenstad is a Professor of English at the University of
Victoria, Director of The Map
of Early Modern London, and Director of Linked Early Modern Drama
Online. With Jennifer Roberts-Smith and Mark Kaethler, she
co-edited Shakespeare’s Language in Digital Media: Old
Words, New Tools (Routledge). She has edited John Stow’s
A Survey of London (1598 text) for MoEML
and is currently editing The Merchant of Venice
(with Stephen Wittek) and Heywood’s 2 If You Know Not
Me You Know Nobody for DRE. Her articles have appeared in
Digital Humanities Quarterly, Elizabethan Theatre, Early Modern
Literary Studies, Shakespeare
Bulletin, Renaissance and
Reformation, and The Journal of Medieval
and Early Modern Studies. She contributed chapters to Approaches to Teaching Othello (MLA); Teaching Early Modern Literature from the Archives
(MLA); Institutional Culture in Early Modern
England (Brill); Shakespeare, Language, and
the Stage (Arden); Performing Maternity in
Early Modern England (Ashgate); New
Directions in the Geohumanities (Routledge); Early Modern Studies and the Digital Turn (Iter);
Placing Names: Enriching and Integrating
Gazetteers (Indiana); Making Things and
Drawing Boundaries (Minnesota); Rethinking
Shakespeare Source Study: Audiences, Authors, and Digital
Technologies (Routledge); and Civic
Performance: Pageantry and Entertainments in Early Modern
London (Routledge). For more details, see janellejenstad.com.
Joey Takeda
Joey Takeda is LEMDO’s Consulting Programmer and Designer, a role he
assumed in 2020 after three years as the Lead Developer on
LEMDO.
Kate LeBere
Project Manager, 2020–2021. Assistant Project Manager, 2019–2020. Textual Remediator
and Encoder, 2019–2021. Kate LeBere completed her BA (Hons.) in History and English
at the University of Victoria in 2020. During her degree she published papers in The Corvette (2018), The Albatross (2019), and PLVS VLTRA (2020) and presented at the English Undergraduate Conference (2019), Qualicum History
Conference (2020), and the Digital Humanities Summer Institute’s Project Management
in the Humanities Conference (2021). While her primary research focus was sixteenth
and seventeenth century England, she completed her honours thesis on Soviet ballet
during the Russian Cultural Revolution. She is currently a student at the University
of British Columbia’s iSchool, working on her masters in library and information science.
Mahayla Galliford
Research assistant, remediator, encoder, 2021–present. Mahayla Galliford is a fourth-year
student in the English Honours and Humanities Scholars programs at the University
of Victoria. She researches early modern drama and her Jamie Cassels Undergraduate
Research Award project focused on approaches to encoding early modern stage directions.
Martin Holmes
Martin Holmes has worked as a developer in the
UVicʼs Humanities Computing and Media Centre for
over two decades, and has been involved with dozens
of Digital Humanities projects. He has served on
the TEI Technical Council and as Managing Editor of
the Journal of the TEI. He took over from Joey Takeda as
lead developer on LEMDO in 2020. He is a collaborator on
the SSHRC Partnership Grant led by Janelle Jenstad.
Navarra Houldin
Project manager 2022-present. Textual remediator 2021-present. Navarra Houldin (they/them)
completed their BA in History and Spanish at the University of Victoria in 2022. During
their degree, they worked as a teaching assistant with the University of Victoriaʼs
Department of Hispanic and Italian Studies. Their primary research was on gender and
sexuality in early modern Europe and Latin America.
Peter Cockett
Peter Cockett is an associate professor in the Theatre and Film Studies at McMaster
University. He is the general editor (performance), and technical co-ordinating editor
of Queen’s Men Editions. He was the stage director for the Shakespeare and the Queen’s Men project (SQM),
directing King Leir, The Famous Victories of Henry V, and Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (2006) and he is the performance editor for our editions of those plays. The process
behind those productions is documented in depth on his website Performing the Queen’s Men. Also featured on this site are his PAR productions of Clyomon and Clamydes (2009) and Three Ladies of London (2014). For the PLS, the University of Toronto’s Medieval and Renaissance Players,
he has directed the Digby Mary Magdalene (2003) and the double bill of George Peele’s The Old Wives Tale and the Chester Antichrist (2004). He also directed An Experiment in Elizabethan Comedy (2005) for the SQM project and Inside Out: The Persistence of Allegory (2008) in collaboration with Alan Dessen. Peter is a professional actor and director
with numerous stage and screen credits. He can be contacted at cockett@mcmaster.ca.
Robert Greene
Tracey El Hajj
Junior Programmer 2019–2020. Research Associate 2020–2021. Tracey received her PhD
from the Department of English at the University of Victoria in the field of Science
and Technology Studies. Her research focuses on the algorhythmics of networked communications. She was a 2019–2020 President’s Fellow in Research-Enriched
Teaching at UVic, where she taught an advanced course on
Artificial Intelligence and Everyday Life.Tracey was also a member of the Map of Early Modern London team, between 2018 and 2021. Between 2020 and 2021, she was a fellow in residence at the Praxis Studio for Comparative Media Studies, where she investigated the relationships between artificial intelligence, creativity, health, and justice. As of July 2021, Tracey has moved into the alt-ac world for a term position, while also teaching in the English Department at the University of Victoria.
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