King. How know'st thou this? 152 156 160 Surv. Not long before your highness sped to France, The duke being at the Rose, within the parish Saint Lawrence Poultney, did of me demand What was the speech among the Londoners Concerning the French journey: I replied, Men fear'd the French would prove perfidious, To the king's danger. Presently the duke Said, 'twas the fear, indeed; and that he doubted 'Twould prove the verity of certain words Spoke by a holy monk; 'that oft,' says he, 'Hath sent to me, wishing me to permit. John de la Car, my chaplain, a choice hour To hear from him a matter of some moment: Whom after under the confession's seal He solemnly had sworn, that what he spoke, My chaplain to no creature living but To me should utter, with demure confidence This pausingly ensu'd: neither the king nor 's heirsTell you the duke-shall prosper: bid him strive To [gain] the love o' the commonalty: the duke Shall govern England.' Queen. If I know you well, 164 You were the duke's surveyor, and lost your office 172 King. Go forward. 151-171 Cf. n. 164 confession's seal; cf. n. Let him on. 172 You were the duke's surveyor; cf. n. 176 157 Presently: at once 170 To gain; cf. n. 174 spleen: malice Surv. On my soul, I'll speak but truth. I told my lord the duke, by the devil's illusions The monk might be deceiv'd; and that 'twas danger ous for him To ruminate on this so far, until It forg'd him some design, which, being believ'd, King. 18 184 Ha! what, so rank? Ah, ha! There's mischief in this man. Canst thou say further? Surv. I can, my liege. King. Surv. Proceed. Being at Greenwich, 188 After your highness had reprov'd the duke King. I remember Of such a time: being my sworn servant, The duke retain'd him his. But on; what hence? 192 Th' usurper Richard; who, being at Salisbury, Have put his knife into him.' King. A giant traitor! 196 Car. Now, madam, may his highness live in free dom, And this man out of prison? 177-186 Cf. n. 179 for him; cf. n. 200 190 Bulmer; cf. n. 194 As... thought: to the Tower, as I thought I should be 198 would: i.e. my father would Queen. God mend all! King. There's something more would out of thee? what sayst? Surv. After 'the duke his father,' with 'the knife,' He stretch'd him, and, with one hand on his dagger, Another spread on's breast, mounting his eyes, He did discharge a horrible oath; whose tenour His father by as much as a performance King. To sheathe his knife in us. There's his period: Call him to present trial: if he may Find mercy in the law, 'tis his; if none, Let him not seek 't of us: by day and night! Scene Three [A Room in the Palace] 204 208 212 Exeunt. Enter Lord Chamberlain and Lord Sandys. L. Ch. Is 't possible the spells of France should juggle Men into such strange mysteries? L. San. Though they be never so ridiculous, New customs, Nay, let 'em be unmanly, yet are follow'd. L. Ch. As far as I see, all the good our English Have got by the late voyage is but merely A fit or two o' the face; but they are shrewd ones; 209 period: ultimate purpose Scene Three; cf. 213 by day and night; cf. n. 7 A fit... face: a grimace or two For when they hold 'em, you would swear directly 8 Their very noses had been counsellors To Pepin or Clotharius, they keep state so. L. San. They have all new legs, and lame ones: one would take it, That never saw 'em pace before, the spavin Or springhalt reign'd among 'em. L. Ch. 12 Death! my lord Their clothes are after such a pagan cut too, Enter Sir Thomas Lovell. What news, Sir Thomas Lovell? Lov. How now ! Faith, my lord, 16 I hear of none but the new proclamation L. Ch. What is 't for? 20 Lov. The reformation of our travell'd gallants, That fill the court with quarrels, talk, and tailors. L. Ch. I'm glad 'tis there: now I would pray our monsieurs To think an English courtier may be wise, And never see the Louvre. Lov. They must either— For so run the conditions-leave those remnants Of fool and feather that they got in France, Out of a foreign wisdom;-renouncing clean 10 Pepin or Clotharius: early French kings 12, 13 spavin... springhalt; cf. n., 25 fool and feather: light-brained folly; cf. n. 27 fireworks; cf. n. 24 28 30 tall stockings; cf. n. Short blister'd breeches, and those types of travel, Or pack to their old playfellows: there, I take it, 32 The lag end of their lewdness, and be laugh'd at. L. Ch. What a loss our ladies Will have of these trim vanities! Lov. Ay, marry, There will be woe indeed, lords: the sly whoresons A French song and a fiddle has no fellow. 40 L. San. The devil fiddle 'em! I am glad they're going: For, sure, there's no converting of 'em: now An honest country lord, as I am, beaten A long time out of play, may bring his plainsong L. Ch. Well said, Lord Sandys; Your colt's tooth is not cast yet. L. San. Nor shall not, while I have a stump. L. Ch. Whither were you a-going? Lov. Your lordship is a guest too. L. Ch. 44 No, my lord; 48 Sir Thomas, To the cardinal's: O! 'tis true: This night he makes a supper, and a great one, 52 To many lords and ladies; there will be 31 blister'd: swollen, puffy 34 cum privilegio: by special privilege play: long ignored 44, 45 beaten ... simple wooing 32 understand: an obvious pun 45 plainsong: homely ditty, 47 Held current music: be held fashionable 52 makes: gives 48 colt's tooth: youthful wildness |