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The ghosts* of those my Bubjects that are slain
Pursue me, crying out, "Woe, woe to lust!"
The foe pursues me at my palace-door,
He breaks my rest, and spoils me in my camp.
Ah, flattering brood of Bycophants, my foes!
First shall my dire revenge begin on you.
I will reward thee, Andrew.

Slip. Nay, sir, if you be in your deeds of charity, remember me. I rubbed Master Ateukin's horseheels when he rid to the meadows.

AT. of Scots. And thou shalt have thy recompense for that.— Lords, bear them to the prison, chain them fast, Until we take some order for their deaths.

And. If Bo your grace in such sort give rewards, Let me have naught; I am content to want.

Slip. Then, I pray, sir, give me all; I am as ready for a reward as an oyster for a fresh tide; spare not me, sir.

A", of Scott. Then hang them both as traitors to the king.

Slip. The case is altered, sir: I'll none of your gifts. What, I take a reward at your liands, master! faith, sir, no; I am a man of a better conscience.

A', of Scott. Why dally you? go draw them hence away.

Slip. Why, alas, sir, I will go away,— I thank you, gentle friends; I pray you spare your painB: I will not trouble his honour's mastership; I'll run away.

K. of Scots. Why stay you? move me not. Let search be made For vile Ateukin: whoso finds him out Shall have five hundred marks for his reward. Away with them It

Enter Oberon J and Antics, and carry away Slipper ; he makes moi>8,$ and sports, and scorns. Andrew is removed.

Lords, troop about my tent: Let all our soldiers stand in battle 'ray,

* ghosts] Tho4to. "gifts."

f Away with them I Ac] The 4to. has;

"Away with tho Lords troupes about my tent"; and it makes Oberon and the Antics enter too soon (the stage-directions in our old dramas—which were generally printed from prompters' copies— being often prematurely marked in order to give the players notice to be in readiness).

Oberon (see p. 212, sec. col.) had told Bohan that ho would save his son on this critical occasion;

"Oder. Yea, and yon laddy, for tho Bport he made.

Shall see, when least he hopes, I'll stand his friend,

Or else he capers in a halter's end.
Boh. What, hang my son," &c.

} Oberon] The 4to. "Adam."

§ mops] i. e. grimaces.—Tho 4to. "pots."—I onco conjectured "pouts."

For, lo, the English to their parley come.
March over bravely, first the Eriglish host, ttu sword carried
before the King by Percy; the Scottish on the other stde,
with alt their pomp, bravely.
What seeks the King of England in this land?
K. of Eng. False, traitorous Scot, I come for to
My daughter's death; I come to spoil thy wealth.
Since thou hast spoil'd me of my marriage-joy;
I come to heap thy land with carcases,
That this thy thirsty soil, chok'd up with blood,
May thunder forth revenge upon thy head;
I come to quit thy lawless love * with death:
In brief, no means of peace shall e'er be found,
Except I have my daughter or thy head.
A", of Scots. My head, proud king! abase thy
pranking plumes :t
So striving fondly mayst thou catch thy grave.
But if true judgment do direct thy course,
These lawful reasons should divide the war:+
Faith, not by my consent thy daughter died.
K. of Eng. Thou liest, false Scot! thy agents
have confess'd it.
These are but fond delays: thou canst not think
A means to § reconcile me for thy friend.
I have thy parasite's confession penn'd;
What, then, canst thou allege in thy excuse?
K. of Scots. I will repay the ransom for her
blood. [boii my child 1

K. of Eng. What, think'st thou, caitiff, I will
No, if thou be a prince and man-at-arms,
In single combat come and try thy right,
Else will I prove thee recreant to thy face.
A', of Scots. I brook i| no combat, false injurious
But since thou needless art inclin'd to war,
Do what thou dar'st; we are in open field;
Arming my battle,"] I will fight with thee.
A', of Eng. Agreed.—Now, trumpets, sound a
dreadful charge.
Fight for your princess, [my] brave Englishmen!
A', of Scots. Now** for your lands, your chil-
dren, and your wives,
My Scottish peers, and lastly for your king I

* quit thy lawlas lore]quit. i.e. requite.—The4to. "quit thy louelesse lovx."—Corrected by Mr. Collier, Preface to Coleridge's Seven Lectures on Stml-csptare and Milton, &c. p. cxvi.

t plumes] The 4to. "plaines." 't These lawful reasons should divide the war] Qy. "This lawful reason should divert the war"X

§ to] The4to. "forte."

|| brook] The4to. "tooke."

«J my battle] Tho 4to. "thy battles.'

** How, Ac.] The 4to. gives theso two lines to the King of England.

Alarum sounded; both the battle* offer to meet, and, juxt (M they are joining, enter Sir Cuthbert Anderson and Lady Anderson, uith Queen Dorothea richly attired, and Nano.

Sir Cuth. Stay, princes, wage not war: a privy grudge . 'Twixt such as you,'most high in majesty, Afflicts both nocent and the innocent. How many Bwords, dear princes, see I drawn! The friend against his friend, a deadly fiend ;* A desperato division in those lands Which, if they join in one, command the world. 0, stay! with reason mitigate your rage; And let an old man, humbled on his knees, Entreat a boon, good princes, of you both.

K. of Eng. I condescend, for why t thy reverend years Import some news of truth and consequence.

K. of Scots. I am content,* for, Anderson, I know Thou art my subject and dost mean me good.

Sir Cuth. But by your gracious favours grant me this, To swear upon your swordfs] to do me right.

K. of Eng. See, by my sword and by a prince's In every lawful Bort I am thine own. [faith,

K. of Scots. And, by my sceptre and the Scottish crown, I am resolv'd to grant thee thy request.

Sir Cuth. I see you trust me, princes, who The weight of such a war upon my will, [repose Now mark my suit. A tender lion's whelp, This other day, came straggling in the woods, Attended by a young and tender hind, In courage haught,§ yet 'tirid like a lamb. The prince of beasts had left this young in keep, To foster up as love-mate and compeer, Unto tho lion's mate, a || noighbour-friend: This stately guide, seduced by the fox, Sent forth an eager wolf, bred up in France, That grip'd the tender whelp and wounded it. By chance, as I was hunting in tho woods, I heard the moan the hind made for the whelp: I took them both and brought them to my house. With chary care I have recur'd ^f the one; And since I know the lions are at strife About the loss and damage of the young, I bring her home; make claim to her who list. [Discovers Queen Dorothea.

* "ifflif) Tho4to. "friend."

f for why] i. o. because.

t lam content, 4c] Tho 4to. gives thii line to tho King of England.

5 naught] Tho 4to. "kautio."—See note J, p. 11T, see. coL

II a] Qy. "»nd"f

% recur'd] i. a. recovered.'

Q. Dor. I am the whelp, bred by this lion up, This royal English King, my happy sire: Poor Nano is the hind that tended me. My father, Scottish King, gave me to thee, A hapless wife: thou, quite misled by youth, Hast sought sinister loves and foreign joys. The fox Ateukin, cursed parasite, Incens'd your grace to send the wolf abroad, The French-born Jaques, for to end my days: He, traitorous man, pursu'd mo in the woods, And left me wounded; where this noble knight Both rescu'd me and mine, and sav'd my life. Now keep thy promise: Dorothea lives; Give Anderson his duo and juBt reward: And since, you kings, your wars began by me, Since I am safe, return, surcease your fight.

K. of Scots. Durst I presume to look upon those eyes Which I have tired with a world of woes, Or did I think submission were enough, Or sighs might make an entrance to my soul, You heavens, you know how willing I would

weep; You heavens can tell how glad I would submit; You heavens can say how firmly I would sigh.

Q. Dor. Shame me not, prince, companion in thy bed: Youth hath misled,—tut, but a little fault: 'Tis kingly to amend what is amiss. Might I with twice as many pains as these Unite our hearts, then should my wedded lord See how incessant labours I would take.— My gracious father, govern your affects: Give me that hand, that oft hath blest this head, And clasp thine arms, that have embrae'd this

[neck], About the shoulders of my wedded spouse. Ah, mighty prince, this king and I am one 1 Spoil thou his subjects, thou despoilest me; Touch thou his breast, thou dost attaint tins

heart: 0, be my father, then, in loving him!

A', of Eng. Thou provident kind mother of increase, Thou must prevail, ah, Nature, thou must rulo! Hold, daughter, join my hand and his in one; I will embrace him for to favour thee: I call him friend, and take him for my son.

Q. Dor. Ah, royal husband, see what God hath wrought! Thy foe is now thy friend.—Good men-at-arms, Do you the like.—These nations if they join, What monarch, with his liege-men, in this world, Dare but encounter you in open field 1

K. of Scots. All wisdom, joiu'd with godly

piety I— Thou English king, pardon my former youth; And pardon, courteous queen, my great misdeed; And, for assurance of mine after-life, I take religious vows before my God, To honour thee for father,* her for wife. Sir Oath. But yett my boons, good princes, are

not pass'd. First, English king, I humbly do request, That by your means our princess may unite Her love unto mine aldertruest J love, Now you will love, maintain, and help them both. K. of Eng. Good Anderson, I grant thee thy

request. Sir. Calh. But you, my prince, must yield me

mickle more. You know your nobles are your chiefest stays, And long time have been banish'd from your

court: Embrace and reconcile them to yourself; They are your hands, whereby you ought to work. As for Ateukin and his lewd compeers, That eooth'd you in your Bins and youthly pomp, Exile, torment, and punish such as they; For greater vipers never may be found Within a state than such aspiring heads, That reck not how they climb, so that they

climb. K. of Scott. Quid knight, I grant thy suit.—

First I submit, And humbly § crave a pardon of your grace.— Next, courteous queen, I pray thee by thy loves Forgive mine errors past and pardon me.— My lords and princes, if I have misdone

* /oilier'] The 4 to. "fauour."

t But yet, &c] Tho 4to. gives to Lady Anderson this and tho next speech of Sir Cuthbert Anderson.

X aldertruest] i. o. truest of all,—alder being used as the gonitivo of all. So Chaucer has "alderHrst ": and Shakcspoure, and our author in a poem in his Mourning Garment (see post), have "alderliefest."

( humbly] Tho 4to. "humble."

(As I have wrong'd indeed both you and yours),

Hereafter, trust me, you are dear to me.

As for Ateukin, whoso finds the man,

J»et Mm have martial law, and straight behang'd,

As all his vain abettors now are dead.*

And Anderson our treasurer shall pay

Three thousand marks for friendly recompense.

Nano.f But, princes, whilst you friend it thus in one, Methinks of friendship Nono shall have none.

Q. Dor. What would my dwarf, that I will not bestow)

Nano. My boon, fair queen, is this,—that you would go: Although my body is but small and neat, My stomach, after toil, requireth meat: Au easy suit, dread princess; will you wend 1

K. of Scott. Art thou a pigmy-born, my pretty friend?

Nano. Not Bo, great king, but nature, when she fram'd me, Was scant of earth, and Nano therefore nom'd

me; And, when she saw my body was so small, She gave me wit to make it big withal.

K. of Scott. Till timo when.J

Q. Dor. Eat, then.

K. of Scots. My friend, it stands with wit, To take repast when stomach serveth it.

Q. Dor. Thy policy, my Nano, shall prevail.— Come, royal father, enter we my tent:— And, soldiers, feast it, frolic it, like friends:— My princes, bid this kind and courteous train Partake some favours of our late accord. Thus wars have end, and, after dreadful hate, Men learn at last to know their good estate.

[Exeunt omnet.

* At all his vain abettors now are dead] The 4to.; "As (all his vaine arbetters now are diuidody

\ Nano] The4to. "L. Andr."

J Till time when] To this and the next speech of tho King of Scots tho 4 to. prefixes merely "X." Fart of tho text appears to be wanting here.


The Comkall Ilulorie of Alpltonsus, King of Aragon. At it hath ban tundrie times Acted. Madel'j KG. London Srinted (sic) by Thomcu Crude. 1599. 4to.

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