K. Hen. Let it be so. Urswick, command straight Stanley to his chamber. I must have entrance. K. Hen. Ho! the king, the king! Dawbeney's voice; admit him. What new combustions huddle next to keep Daw. Enter DAWBENEY. Ten thousand Cornish Grudging to pay your subsidies, have gather'd A-head, led by a blacksmith and a lawyer, They make for London, and to them is join'd Lord Audley. As they march, their number daily Increases; they are K. Hen. Rascals-talk no more; Such are not worthy of my thoughts to-night: And if I cannot sleep, I'll wake :-to bed. When counsels fail, and there's no man to trust, Even then an arm from heaven fights for the just. ACT II. SCENE I.-Edinburgh.-The Presence-Chamber in the Palace, with a Gallery. Enter above, the Countess of CRAWFORD, Lady KATHERINE, JANE, and other ladies. Countess. Come, ladies, here's a solemn preparation For entertainment of this English prince; The king intends grace more than ordinary; be laugh'd at For honest souls through Christendom. My father Countess. He brings A goodly troop, they say, of gallants with him; For most of them are broken by report. A Flourish. Enter King JAMES, HUNTLEY, CRAWFORD, and DALYELL. The king. Kath. Let us observe 'em and be silent. K. Ja. The right of kings, my lords, extends not only To the safe conservation of their own, But also to the aid of such allies As change of time and state hath oftentimes Both sought and found supplies from foreign kings Careful.] Here used in the literal sense, full of cares. A much distressed prince: king Charles of France, And Maximilian of Bohemia both, Have ratified his credit by their letters. Shall we then be distrustful? No; compassion Hunt. Do your will, sir. K. Ja. The young duke is at hand; Dalyell, from us First greet him, and conduct him on; then Craw ford Shall meet him next, and Huntley, last of all, Present him to our arms. Sound sprightly music, Whilst majesty encounters majesty! Hautboys.-Exit DALYELL, and re-enter with PERKIN WARBECK, FRION, HERON, SKETON, ASTLEY, and JOHN A-WATER. CRAWFORD salutes PERKIN, and afterwards HUNTLEY, who presents him to the King, by whom he is embraced. In the meantime the noblemen slightly salute his followers. War. Most high, most mighty king! that now Before your eyes, in presence of your peers, Of all mens' tongues, whose true relation draws And bleeding souls: but our misfortunes since, Edward the Fifth, our brother, in his tragedy, Quench'd their hot thirst of blood, whose hire to murther Paid them their wages of despair and horror; The roughness of their task, and robb'd them farther Great king they spar'd my life, the butchers spar'd it ; Return'd the tyrant, my unnatural uncle, K. Ja. My lord, it stands not with your counsel now To fly upon invectives; if you can Make this apparent what you have discoursed, War. You are a wise and just king, by the powers Above reserv'd, beyond all other aids, To plant me in mine own inheritance: Of your own princely care, since it concerns We vow hereafter to demean ourself, As if we were your own and natural brother; To express a gratitude beyond example. K. Ja. He must be more than subject who can utter The language of a king, and such is thine. Of a more brave aspect, or goodlier carriage. Kath. Beshrew me, but his words have touched me home, |