18Sheriff.
19My Lords I charge ye in his Highness name,
20To keep the peace, you and your followers.
23Proffer to fight again.
25Hear the King's Proclamation, ye were best.
26Pow. Hold then, let's hear it.
28Bail. O yes.
30Bail. O yes.
32Bay. O yes.
33Da. O nay, py coss plut, down with her, down with her.
36Helter skelter again.
37Sher. Hold in the King's name, hold.
38Owyn. Down with a kanaves name, down.
39In this fight the Bailiff is knock'd down, and the Sheriff
40and the other run away.
44Gough. A Herbert, a Herbert.
46As they are fighting, enter the Mayor of Hereford, his
47Officers and Towns-men with Clubs.
48Mai. My Lords, as you are Liege-men to the Crown,
50Attend his highnesse Proclamation,
51Commanded by the Judges of Assize,
52For keeping peace at this assembly.
53Her. Good M. Maior of Hereford, be brief.
54Mai. Serjeant, without the ceremonies of O yes,
55Pronounce aloud the Proclamation.
63Owyn. Haw? No pill nor Wells hoog? ha?
64Mai. Peace, and hear the Proclamation.
66and discharge his retinue, and depart the City in the Kings
67peace, he and his followers, on pain of imprisonment.
70Gough. A Herbert, a Herbert.
71In this fight the Lord Herbert is wounded, and falls to
72the ground, the Maior & his company cry for clubs:
73Powess runs away, Gough and Herberts faction
74are busie about him. Enter the two Jud-
75ges, the Sheriff, and his Bayliffs
76afore them, &c.
78Sher. He's here, my Lord.
811. Jud. Convey him hence, let not his wounds take air,
82And get him drest with expedition.
83Exit L. Herbert and Gough.
84M. Mayor of Hereford M. Sheriff o'th'Shire,
87Lord Herberts peril, and his high contempt
88Of us, and you the Kings Commissioners,
89See it be done with care and diligence.
91Past all recovery.
93To apprehend his followers that are left.
95Owen. Of us? and why? what has her done I pray you?
1001. Jud. Away with them.
101Davy. Harg you my Lord.
103Davy. Ice live and tye in good quarrel.
106Lord Shudge, I wool give you pale, good surety.
108Davy. Her Cozen ap Rice, ap Evan, ap Morice, ap
109Morgan, ap Lluellyn, ap Madoc, ap Meredith, ap Griffin,
110ap Davy, ap Owen, ap Shinken Shones.
1131. Jud. To Jayl with them, & the Lord Herberts men,
115Riotous, audacious, and unruly Grooms,
116Must we be forced to come from the Bench,
117To quiet brawls, which every Constable
120Sher. About Religion as I heard, my Lord.
123And Romes erroneus: hot reply was made
124By the Lord Herbert, they were Traitors all
126They were as true, as noble, and as wise
127As he, that would defend it with their lives,
129The Lord Cobham: Herbert replyed again,
130He, thou, and all are Traitors that so hold.
134And 'tis dangerous to the State and Common-wealth.
136It doth behoove us all, and each of us
137In general and particular, to have care
140For the Kings preparation into France.
141We hear of secret Conventicles made,
143Which may break out into rebellious armes
144When the King's gone, perchance before he go:
145Note as an instance, this one perillous fray,
146What factions might have grown on either part,
149Innocent of it, onely his name was us'd.
150We therefore from his Highnesse give this charge:
151You Master Mayor, look to your Citizens,
154There be no meetings. When the vulgar sort
155Sit on their Ale-bench, with their cups and cans,
156Matters of State be not their common talk,
157Nor pure Religion by their lips prophan'd.
158Let us return unto the Bench again,
159And there examine further of this fray.
160Enter a Bailiff and a Serjeant.
162Bail. No, nor heard of him.
163Ser. No, he's gone far enough.
165Exeunt.