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Leir. Come, truest friend, that euer man poffeft,
I know thou counfailst all things for the best :
If this third daughter play a kinder part,
It comes of God, and not of my desert.


Enter the Gallian ambassador folus.

Am. There is of late newes come vnto the court,
That old lord Leir remaynes in Cambria :
Ile hye me thither prefently, to impart
My letters and my message vnto him.
I neuer was lesse welcome to a place
In all my life time, then I haue bin hither,
Especially vnto the stately queene,
Who would not cast one gracious looke on me,
But still with lowring and suspicious eyes,
Would take exceptions at each word I spake,
And fayne she would haue vndermined me,
To know what my ambassage did import.
But she is like to hop without her hope,
And in this matter for to want her will,
Though (by report) sheele hau't in all things else.
Well, I will poste away for Cambria :
Within these few dayes I hope to be there,


Enter the king and queene of Gallia, and Mumford.
King. By this, our father voderstands our mind,
And our kind greetings sent to him of late :
Therefore my mind presageth ere't be long,
We shall receyue from Brittayne happy newes.

Cord. I feare, my fifter will diffwade his mind;
For she to me hath alwayes bin vnkind.

King. Feare not, my loue, since that we know the worst, The last meanes helpes, if that we miffe the fuft:

If hee'le not come to Gallia vnto vs,
Then we will sayle to Brittayne vnto him.

Mum. Well, if I once fee Brittayne agayne,
I have sworne, Ile ne're come home without my wench,
And Ile not be forsworne,
Ile rather neuer come home while I liue.

Cor. Are you sure, Mumford, she is a mayd still?
Mum. Nay, Ile not sweare she is a mayd, but she goes for

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Ile take her at all aduentures, if I can get her.
Cord. I, thats well


Mum. Well put in? nay, it was ill put in ; for had it
Bin as well put in, as ere I put in, in my dayes,
I would haue made her follow me to Fraunce.
Cor. Nay, you'd haue bin so kind, as take her with

Or else, were I as she,
I would haue bin so louing, as Ide stay behind you:
Yet I must confesse, you are a very proper man,
And able to make a wench do more then he would do.

Mum. Well, I haue a payre of Nops for the nonce,
Will hold all your mocks.

King. Nay, we see you haue a hapsome hose.
Cor. I, and of the newest fashion.

Mum, More bobs, more : put them in still,
They'l ferue instead of bumbatt, yet put not in too many, lest
the feames crack, and they fly out amongst you againe : you
must not think to outface me so eally in my mistris quarrel, who
if I see once agayne, ten teame of horses shall not draw me
way, till I haue full and whole possession.
king. I, but one teame and a cart will serve the turne.
Cor. Not only for him, but also for his wench.

Mum. Well, you are two to one, Ile giue you ouer :
And since I see you so pleasantly disposed,
Which indeed is but seldome seene, lle clayme

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A promise of you, which you shall not deny me:
For promise is debt, and by this hand you promisd it me.
Therefore you owe it me, and you shall pay it me,
Or Ile sue you vpon an action of vnkindnesle.
King. Prithy, lord Mumford, what promise did I make

Mum. Fayth, nothing but this,
That the next fayre weather, which is very now,
You would go in progresse downe to the sea fide,
Which is very neere.

King. Fayth, in this motion I will ioyne with thee,
And be a mediator to my queene.
Prithy, my loue, let this match go forward,
My mind foretels, 'twill be a lucky voyage.

Cor. Entreaty needs not, where you may comaund,
So you be pleasde, I am right well content:
Yet, as the sea I much desire to see;
So am I most vnwilling to be seene.

King. Weele go disguised, all vnknowne to any.
Cor. Howsoeuer you make one, Ile make another.

Mum. And I the third : oh, I am ouer-ioyed!
See what loue is, which getteth with a word,
What all the world besides could ne're obtayne:
But what disguises shall we haue, my lord ?

King. Fayth thus : my queene and I will be disguisde,
Like a playne country couple, and you shall be Roger
Our man, and wayt vpon vs: or if you will,
You shall go first, and we will wayt on you.

Mum. 'Twere more then time; this deuice is excellent :
Come let vs about it.


Enter Cambria and Ragan, with nobles, Cam. What strange mischance or vnexpected hap Hath thus depriu'd vs of our fathers presence ?



Can no man tell vs what's become of him,
With whom we did conuerse not two dayes since?
My lords, let every where light horse be sent,
To scoure about through all our regiment,
Dispatch a poste immediately to Cornwall,
To see if any newes be of him there ;
My felfe will make a strict inquiry here,
And all about our cities Deere at hand,
Till certayne newęs of his abode be brought,

Rag. All sorrow is but counterfet to mine,
Whose lips are almost fealed vp with griefe:
Mine is the substance, whilst they do but seeme
To weepe the lefle, which teares cannot redeeme,
o, ne're was heard so strange a misaduenture,
A thing so far beyond the reach of lence,
Since no mans reason in the cause can enter.
What hath remou'd my father thus from hence ?
O, I do feare some charme or inuocation:
Of wicked spirits, or infernall fiends,
Stird by Gordella, moues this innouation,
And brings my father timelesse to his end,
But might I know, that the detelted witch
Were certayne cause of this vncertayne ill,
My felfe to Fraunce would go in some disguise,
And with these nayles scratch out her hatefull eyes;
For since I am deprived of my father,
I loath my life, and wish my death the rather.

Cam. The heauens are iust, and hate impiety,
And will (no doubt) reueale such haynous crimes ;
Censure not any, till you know the right;
Let him be iudge, that bringeth truth to light.

Ra. O, but my griefe, like to a fwelling tyde,
Exceeds the bounds of common patience ;


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Nor can I moderate my toung so much,
To conceale them, whom I hold in suspect.

Cam. This matter shall be fifted : if it be the,
A thousand Fraunces shall not harbour her.

Enter the Gallian ambasador.

Am. All happinesse vnto the Cambrian king.
Cam. Welcom, my friend, from whence is thy amballage ?

Am. I came from Gallia, vnto Cornwall fent,
With letters to your honourable father,
Whom there not finding, as I did expect,
I was directed bither to repayre.

Rag. Frenchman, what is thy message to my father?

Am. My letters, madam, will import the same, Which my commission is for to deliuer.

Ra. In his absence you may trust vs with your letters,

Am. I must performe my charge in such a maner,
As I hade strict commaundement from the king.

Ra. There is good packing twixt your king and you :
You need not hither come to aike for him,
You know where he is better then our selues.

Am. Madam, I hope, not far off.

Ra. Hath the young murdresse, your outragious queene, No meanes to colour her detested deeds, In finishing my guiltlesse fathers dayes, (Because he gaue her nothing to her dowre) But by the colour of a fayn'd ambassage, To send him letters hither to our court ? Go carry them to them that sent them hither, And bid them keepe their scroules vnto themselues : They cannot blind vs with fuch night excuse, To fmother vp lo monstrous vild abuse.


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