Shall be be in danger, but Ile fecond him.

To you, my lord, we giue the whole commaund
Of all the army, next vnto our felfe.

Not doubting of you, but you will extend
Your wonted valour in this needfull cafe,
Encouraging the rest to do the like,
By your approued magnanimity.

Mum. My liege, tis needleffe to fpur a willing horfe,
Thats apt enough to run himfelfe to death:

For here I fweare by that fweet faints bright eye,

Which are the starres, which guide me to good hap,
Eyther to fee my old lord crown'd anew,

Or in his caufe to bid the world adieu.

Leir. Thanks, good lord Mumford, tis more of your good will,

Then any merit or defert in me.

Mum. And now to you, my worthy countrymen,

Ye valiant race of Genqueftan Gawles,

Surnamed Red-fbanks, for your chyualry,

Because you fight vp to the shanks in bloud;
Shew your felues now to be right Gawles indeed,
And be fo bitter on your enemies,

That they may fay, you are as bitter as gall.

Gall them, braue fhot, with your artillery :

Gall them, braue halberts, with your fharp point billes,
Each in their poynted place, not one, but all,
Fight for the credit of your felues and Gawle.

King. Then what should more perfwafion need to thofe,
That rather wish to deale, then heare of blowes ?
Let's to our ships, and if that God permit,
In foure houres fayle, I hope we shall be there.

Mum. And in fiue houres more, I make no doubt,
But we shall bring our with'd defires about.

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Exeunt.

Enter

Enter a Captayne of the Watch, and two Watchmen.

Cap. My honest friends, it is your turne to night, To watch in this place, neere about the beacon, And vigilantly haue regard,

If any fleet of fhips paffe hitherward:

Which if you do, your office is to fire

The beacon prefently, and raise the towne.

Exit.

1 Wat. I, I, I, feare nothing; we know our charge, I warrant: I haue bin a watchman about this beacon this xxx. yere, and yet I ne're fee it stir, but stood as quietly as might be.

2. Wat. Fayth neighbour, and you'l follow my vice, instead of watching the beacon, wee'l go to goodman Gennings, and watch a pot of ale and a rasher of bacón: and if we do not drink ourfelues drunke, then fo; I warrant, the beacon will fee vs when we come out agayne.

1. W. I, but how if fome body excufe vs to the captayne? 2. W. Tis no matter, Ile proue by good reafon that we watch the beacon: affe for example.

1. W. I hope you do not call me affe by craft, neighbour. 2. W. No, no, but for example: fay here ftands the pot of ale, thats the beacon.

1. IV. I, I, tis a very good beacon.

2. W. Well, fay here ftands your nofe, thats the fire.

I. W Indeed I must confeffe, tis fomewhat red.

2. W. I fee come marching in a difh, halfe a fcore pieces of falt bacon.

1. W. I vnderstand your meaning, thats as much to fay, half a score fhips.

2. W. True, you confter right; presently, like a faithfull watchman, I fire the beacon, and call vp the towne.

1. W. 1, thats as much as to fay, you fet your nofe to the pot, and drink vp the drink.

2. W. You are in the right; come, let's go fire the bea-.

con.

Exeunt.

Enter the king of Gallia with a ftil march, Mumford and fol

diers.

King. Now march our enfignes on the Brittish earth,
And we are neere approching to the towne :

Then looke about you, valiant countrymen,
And we shall finish this exployt with ease.
Th' inhabitants of this mistrustfull place,
Are dead afleep, as men that are fecure :
Here fhall we skirmish but with naked men,
Deuoyd of fence, new waked from a dreame,
That know not what our comming doth pretend,
Till they do feele our meaning on their skinnes:
Therefore affaile: God and our right for vs.

Exeunt.

Alarm, with men and women balfe naked: Enter two Captaynes without dublets, with fwords.

1 Cap. Where are these villaines that were fet to watch,

And fire the beacon, if occafion feru'd,

That thus haue fuffred vs to be surprisde,

And neuer giuen notice to the towne ?

We are betrayd, and quite deuoyd of hope,

By any meanes to fortify our felues.

2 Cap. Tis ten to one the peasants are o'recome with drinke and fleep, and fo neglect their charge.

1. Cap. A whirl-wind carry them quick to a whirl-poole, That there the flaues may drinke their bellies full.

2. Cap. This tis, to haue the beacon fo neere the ale-house.

Enter the Watchmen drunke, with each a pot.

1. Cap. Out on ye, villaynes, whither run you now?
1. Wat. To fire the towne, and call vp the beacon.

2. Wat.

2. Wat. No, no, fir, to fire the beacon.

He drinkes.

2. Cap. What, with a pot of ale, you drunken rogues ? 1. Cap. You'l fire the beacon, when the towne is loft : Ile teach you how to tend your office better.

Draw to ftab them.

Enter Mumford, Captaynes run away.

Mum. Yeeld, yeeld, yeeld.

He kicks downe their pots.

1. Wat. Reele? no, we do not reele :

You may lacke a pot of ale ere you dye.

Mum. But in meane space, I answer, you want none.

Wel, theres no dealing with you, y'are tall men, and wel

weapōd,

I would there were no worfe then you in the towne.

Exit..

2 Wat. A fpeaks like an honeft man, my cholers past already.

Come, neighbour, let's go.

1 Wat. Nay, firft let's fee and we can stand.

Excunt.

Alarum, excurfions, Mumford after them, and some halfe naked.

Enter the Gallian king, Leir, Mumford, Cordella, Perillus, and fouldiers, with the chiefe of the towne bound.

'King. Feare not, my friends, you shall receyue no hurt, If you'l fubfcribe vnto your lawfull king,

And 'quite reuoke your fealty from Cambria,
And from afpiring Cornwall too, whose wines
Haue practifde treafon 'gainft their fathers life.
Wee come in iuftice of your wronged king,
And do intend no harme at all to you,
So you fubmit vnto your lawfull king.

Leir. Kind countrymen, it grieues me, that perforce,
I am conftraind to vfe extremities.

Noble. Long haue you here bin lookt for, good my lord,
And wifh'd for by a generall confent:

And had we known your highnesse had arriued,
We had not made refiftance to your grace:
And now, my gracious lord, you need not doubt,
But all the country will yeeld prefently,
Which fince your abfence haue bin greatly tax'd,
For to maintayne their ouerfwelling pride.
Weele presently send word to all our friends;
When they haue notice, they will come apace.

Leir. Thanks, fouing' fubiects; and thanks, worthy fon

Thanks, my kind daughter, thanks to you, my lord,
Who willingly aduentured haue your blood,
(Without defert) to do me fo much good.

Mum. O, fay not fo:

I haue bin much beholding to your grace:
I must confeffe, I haue bin in fome fkirmishes,

But I was neuer in the like to this:

For where I was wont to meet with armed men,
I was now incountred with naked women.

Cord. We that are feeble, and want vfe of armes,
Will pray to God, to fheeld you from all harmes.
Leir. The while your hands do manage ceafeleffe toyle,
Our hearts fhall pray, the foes may haue the foyle.
Per. Weele faft and pray, whilft you for vs do fight,
That victory may profecute the right.

King. Me thinks, your words do amplify (my friends).
And adde fresh vigor to my willing limmes:

But harke, I heare the aduerfe drum approach.
God and our right, faint Denis, and faint George.

Drum.

Enter