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The History of Sir John Oldcastle (Folio 3, 1664)
1675An alarum. Enter King, Suffolk, Huntington, Sir
1676 John bringing forth Acton, Beverly, and
1677 Murly prisoners.
1679Thought to have triumpht in our overthrow:
1681Attends ill actions wrongfully attempted.
1684Than joyn with pezants, Gentry is divine,
1685But thou hast made it more then popular.
1688For in thy conscience thou art bound to us,
1691And the uncivil manners of the Turk?
1693But reformation of Religion.
1695I pray who gave you that authority?
1696Belike then we hold the Scepter up,
1697And sit within the Throne, but for a Cipher.
1698Time was, good Subjects would make known their grief,
1699And pray amendment, not enforce the same,
1700Unlesse their King were tyrant, which I hope
1702What is that other?
1703Suf. A Malt-man, my Lord,
1705King. Sirrha, what made you leave your Barley broth,
1706To come in armour thus against your King?
1708casion, what a world is this? Knighthood (my Liege)
1709'twas Knighthood brought me hither, they told me I had
1710wealth enough to make my Wife a Lady.
1712Trapt all in costly furniture, and meant
1713To wear these Spurres when you were Knighted once.
1718ly to the world.
1720Mur. Fie, paltry, paltry, too and fro: good my Liege,
1721a pardon, I am sorry for my fault.
1722King. That comes too late: but tell me, went there
1724You did depend to be you Governour.
1726Enter Bishop.
1728Act. We lookt, my Lord, that he would meet us here.
1730Act. Such Letters we received forth of Kent,
1731Bish. Where is my Lord the King? health to your grace.
1733It is a generall voyce among them all,
1734That they had never come into this place,
1735But to have met their valiant Generall
1736The good Lord Cobham as they title him:
1737Whereby, my Lord, your Grace may now perceive,
1738His Treason is apparant, which before
1741But for his conscience which I bear withall,
1742There had not liv'd a more true hearted Subject.
1743Bish. It is but counterfeit, my gracious Lord,
1745To set your hand unto this precept here,
1746By which we'll cause him forthwith to appear,
1747And answer this by order of the Law.
1752So now I hold Lord Cobham in my hand,
1754King. I think the Iron age begins but now,
1755Which learned Poets have so often taught,
1756Wherein there is no credit to be given
1757To either words or looks, or solemn oaths:
1758For if he were, how often hath he sworn,
1759How gently tun'd the musick of his tongue,
1760And with what amiable face beheld he me,
1761When all, God knowes, was but hypocrisie.
1762Enter Cobham.
1765Whose heart includeth nought but treachery?
1769I hope it is but in the way of mirth.
1773But this is thy accustomed deceit.
1776To clear thy self of this Rebellion.
1777Cob. Rebellion, good my Lord, I know of none.
1778Kin. If you deny it, here is evidence,
1782Have ever I been conversant with you?
1783Or written Letters to encourage you?
1785Of this your late unnaturall Rebellion?
1786Speak, for I dare the uttermost you can.
1789Was one with whom you purposed to have met?
1792King. Was there no other argument but that?
1794But onely runour to accuse this Lord,
1795Which now I see was meerly fabulous.
1796Kin. The more pernitious you to taint him then,
1797Whom you know was not faulty, yea or no.
1799Speak for my loyalty, read these Articles,
1800And then give sentence of my life or death.
1801Kin. Earl Cambridge, Scroop, and Gray corrupted
1802With bribes from Charles of France, either to win
1803My Crown from me, or secretly contrive
1805Cob. There is the platforme, and their hands, my Lord,
1810Pardon me, Cobham, I have done thee wrong,
1811Hereafter I will live to make amends.
1812Is then their time of meeting so near hand?
1813We'll meet with them, but little for their ease,
1814If God permit. Go take these Rebels hence,
1815Let them have martiall law: but as for thee,
1818Would I had continued still of the order of knaves,
1820So dear: Sir Roger, I may thank you for all.
1821Acton. Now 'tis too late to have it remedied,
1822I prethee, Murley, doe not urge me with it.
1823Hun. Will you away, and make no more to doe?