PRINCE EDWARD

One take our Rackets, and reach my Cloak, By my faith Marks, you are too hard for me. When I have herd of something that may do him good, I will entreat your Majesty for him, and ith mean time from mine own allowance I'll maintain him. God morrow Tutors at noon, 'tis God even, is it not? Oh you quip me cunningly for my Trewantship that I was not at my Book to day, but I have thought oh that you read last n ght, I assure you. I promise you Tutor, 'tis a Problem to me, for the difference of your Authors opinions, makes me differ in mine own: some say, Omne animalest, aut homo, aut bestiam, that cum rye living creature is, or man, or beast. Yet again Will. Why ? Alas poor Ned, I am sorry for it, I'll take the more pains, and entreat my Tutors for thee: yet in troth, the lectors they read me last night out of Virgil and Oh id, I am perfect in: only I confess I am something behind in my Greek Authors. Mark my Problem. Bona virgam facit bonum puerum: Bonum est, to esse bonum puerum: Ergo bona vorga, res bona est: And that's this, Ned. A good rod makes a good boy: t'is good that thou shouldst be a good boy: (ergo) therefore a good rodis good. I will; my father ha knighted many a oh e, that never shed drop of blood for him; but he ha often for me. The King? gods me, reach book S call my Tutors in: come rowne, I'll confirm thy knighthood afore the King. It is, my Lord, and I hope your highness will con firm my deed. Heaven keep your Majesty. Gentlemen draw near. Peace William yowl be expul'st else: And again some Authors affirm, that every beast is fourfooted. A way William. Thrust the Fool out of the presence there. Well Cranmar, you have made me able to prove a man no beast, if he prove not himself so, wele now leave this: And now resolve me for Diuinitic, Cranmar I love you, and I love your Learning, speak and wele hear you: God give you truth that you may give it me, This Land you know stands wavering in her Faith, Betwixt the Papists and the Protestants, You know we all must die, and this flesh Partly, with her partly of immortality, Tutor, I do believe both Heaven and Hell: Do you know any third place for the souls abided Called Purgatory, as some would have me think, For from my Sister Marry and her Tutors, I have oft received Letters to that purpose: I love you Cranmar, and shall believe what ere you speak, Therefore I charge you tell the truth. I thank you Cranmar, and do believe you What other proofs have been maintained to me Or shall be, you shall know and aid me in them: Enough for this time, who's there? Doctor Tie Our Musics Lecturer pray draw never: Indeed I take much Truly I love it yet there are a sort Seeming more pure than wise, that will upbraid at it, Calling it idle, vain, and frivolous. Thou givest it perfect life, skilful Doctor I thank thee for the honoured praise thou givest it, I pray thee lets hear it too. 'Tis well, me thinks in this found I prove a come pleat age, As Music, so is man governed by stops, Awed by dividing notes, sometime aloft, Sometime below, and when he hath attained, His high and loftic pitch, breathed his sharpest and most Shrillest air, yet at length 'tis gone, And falls down flat to his conclusion, Another sweetness, and harmonious found, A mildel strain, another kind agreement, Yet amongst these many strings, be one untuned Or jarreth low, or higher than his course Not keeping steady mean amongst the rest, Corrupts them all, so does bade men the best. Doctor, I thank you and commend your cunning. I est have herd my Father merrily speak, In your hie praise, and thus his Highness say, England, one God, one truth, one Doctor hath For Musics Art, and that is Doctor Tie, Admir'rd for skill in Musics harmony. What is the Title? And for my logic, thou shalt witness thy self I am perfect: for now will I prove that though thou we whipped for me, yet this whipping was good for thee. In truth, I pit j thee and inwardly I feel the stripes thou barest, and for thy sa e, Ned, isle pli my book the fastor; in the mean time, thou shalt not say, but the Prince of Wales will honourably reward thy servants c come, Brown, kneel down. Cranmer. Where is Franciscoe our Italian Tutor? Tell him anon we will confer with him, Weel ply our learning Brown least you be beaten, We will not have your Knighthood so disgraced. Faith Ned I will: how now what letter's that? Come give it me, we guess at the contents. Cranmer, my sister oft hath writ to me, That you and Bishop Bonner might conserre, About these points of new Religion, Tell me Tutor will ye dispute with him. What hast thou there? Another Letter ere we open this, Well we will view them both immediately, I pray ye attend us in the next Chamber, And Tutors if I call ye not before, Give me some notice, if the king my Father Be walked abroad, I must go visit him. What says my sister Marry? she is eldest, And by endue c urse must first be answered, Alas good sister still in this opinion, These are thy blinded Tutors, Bonner, Gardener, That w ong thy thoughts with foolish heresies, He read no farther: to him will Edward pray For , that can him self preserve me, Without the help of Saint or ceremony. W at writes sweet sister thou hast my heart. And of Prince Edwards love hast greatest partly. with a Sisters love, Be in thy such, and let thy prayers to God oh lie for 'tis he alone thee, and confound thine enemies, assurance of thy Hope's in heaven, thee in all temptations, grace to sh Idolatry, life to inherit thy election, To God I commend thee, who still I pray preserve thee. Loving thou art, and of me best beloved. Thy lines shall be my contemplations cures, And in thy virtues will I meditate, To Christ I'll only pray for me and thee: This I embrace, away Idolatry, How now Cranmer, where's the King? Perhaps this hasty business of the King, Is touching Wolsey and his Embassage. What news sir William? Cranmer banished the Court for what I pray? Not yet, we are not your prisoner, are we sir? Then go before, and we will follow ye, Your worship will forget your self I see, My tutor thrust from court so suddenly, this is strange. Avoid the presence then, and conduct her in, I'll speak with her, and after see the King, Your grace is welcome, how fares your Majesty. Who are your accusers. How know ye then his Grace is so incensed. Then thats the cause that Cranmer was removed, But did your Highness re confer with them? As they have here accused ye to the king. Then fear not gracious Madam, I'll to the king, And doubt not but I'll make your peace with him. Stay here till I return, I'll move his majesty, That you may answer your accusers presently. I do beseech your royal majesty, To here her speak ere you condemue her thus. Never my Lord, I think they never yet, At any time had speech concerning it. I do beseech your Grace. I'll pawn my princely word, right royal father, She shall not speak a word to anger you. Health to your Majesty. Amen good Cranmer, what should disturb him thus? Is Cardinal Wolsey yet returned from France? Upon my knees, I do beseech your highness To hear her speak. I kiss your highness hand. And bid you welcome to my father's lands I shall not need infer comparisons, Welcome beyond compare, for so your excellency Hath honoured England, in containing you, As with all princely pomp and state we can, Weel entertain great Charles the Austrian: And first, in sign of honour to your grace, I here present this collar of estate, This golden garter of the knighthood's order, And honour to renown the Emperor: Thus as my father hath commanded me, I entertain your royal Mai sty. Yes my good Lord, in him theres Majesty, In me theres love with tender infancy. Go all of you attend his royal person, While we observe the Emperors Majesty. Behold my father, gracious Emperor.