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Will be the ruin of the realm and you,

K. Edv. Tell me, where wast thou born? what For now the wrathful nobles threaten wars ;

is thine arms? And therefore, brother, banish him for ever.

Bald. My name is Baldock, and my gentry K. Edw. Art thou an enemy to my Gaveston ? I fetch froun Oxford, not from heraldry. Kent. Ay; and it grieves me that I favour'd K. Edw. The fitter art thou, Baldock, for my him.

turn. K. Edw. Traitor, be gone! whine thou with Wait on me, and I'll see thou shalt not want. Mortimer.

Bald. I humbly thank your majesty.
Kent. So will I, rather than with Gaveston. K. Edw. Knowest thou him, Gaveston ?
K. Edw. Out of my sight, and trouble me no Gav. Ay, my lord;
more !

His name is Spenser; he is well allied : Kent. No marvel though thou scorn thy noble For my sake let him wait upon your grace; peers,

Scarce shall you find a man of more desert. When I thy brother am rejected thus.

K. Edw. Then, Spenser, wait upon me for his K. Edw. Away!

(Exit KENT.

sake :
Poor Gaveston, that hast no friend but me! I'll grace thee with a higher style ere long.
Do what they can, we'll live in Typmouth here; Y. Spen. No greater titles happen unto me
And, so I walk with him about the walls, Than to be favour'd of your majesty !
What care I though the earls begirt us round? K. Edw. Cousin, this day shall be your mar-
Here comes she that is cause of all these jars.

riage-feast :-
And, Gaveston, think that I love thee well,

To wed thee to our niece, the only heir
Enter QUEEN ISABELLA, with EDWARD'S Niece, two Ladies,

Unto the Earl of Glocester late deceas'd.

Gav. I know, my lord, many will stomach me;* Q. Isab. My lord, 'tis thought the earls are up

But I respe

peither their love nor hate. in arms.

K. Edw. The headstrong barons shall not limit K. Edw. Ay, and 'tis likewise thought you

me; favour 'em.*

He that I list to favour shall be great. Q. Isab. Thus do you still suspect me without Come, let's away; and, when the marriage ends,

Have at the rebels and their complices ! (Exeunt. Niece. Sweet uncle, speak more kindly to the queen.

Enter KENT, 1 LANCASTER, the younger MORTIMER, WARGav. My lord, dissemble with her; speak her

WICK, PEMBROKE, and others. fair.

Kent. My lords, of love to this our native K. Edw. Pardon me, sweet; I forgot myself.

land, Q. Isab. Your pardon is quickly got of Isabel. I come to join with you, and leave the king; K. Edw. The younger Mortimer is grown so And in your quarrel, and the realm's behoof, brave,

Will be the first that sball adventure life. That to my face he threatens civil wars.

Lan. I fear me, you are sent of policy, Gav. Why do you not commit him to the To undermine us with a show of love. Tower ?

War. He is your brother; therefore have we K. Edw. I dare not, for the people love him well.

To cast I the worst, and doubt of your revolt. Gav. Why, then, we'll have him privily made Kent. Mine honour shall be hostage of my away.

truth : K. Edw. Would Lancaster and he had both If that will not suffice, farewell, my lordo. carous'd

Y. Mor. Stay, Edmund : never was PlantageA bowl of poison to each other's health !

net But let them go, and tell me what are these.

False of his word; and therefore trust we thee. Niece. Two of my father's servants whilst he

Pem. But what's the reason you should leave liv'd :

him now? May't please your grace to entertain them now.

* stomach me) See note *, p. 186.

+ Enter Kent, &c. Scene, near Tynmouth Castle. * 'er) Old ods. "him."

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Q. Isab. Heavens can witness, I love nove but you.

[Breunt all except QUEEN ISABELLA. From my embracements thus he breaks away. 0, tbat mine arms could close this isle about, That I might pull bim to me where I would ! Or that these tears, that drizzle from mine eyes, Had power to mollify his stony heart, That, when I had him, we might never part !

Kent. I bave inform'd the Earl of Lancaster. Lan. And it sufficeth. Now, my lords, know

That Gaveston is secretly arriv'd,
And here in Tynmouth frolics with the king.
Let us with these our followers scale the walls,
And suddenly surprise them unawares.

Y. Mor. I'll give the onset.
War. And I'll follow thee.

Y. Mor. This tatter'd* ensign of my ancestors,
Which swept the desert shore of that Dead Sea
Whereof we got the name of Mortimer,
Will I advance upou this castle('s) walls.-
Drums, strike alarum, raise them from their

sport, And ring aloud the knell of Gaveston !

Lan. None be so hardy as tot touch the king; But neither spare you Gaveston nor his friends.


Bnter LANCASTER, WARWICK, the younger MORTIMER, and

others. Alarums within.

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Lan. I wonder how he scap'd.
Y. Mor. Who's this? the queen !

Q. Isab. Ay, Mortimer, the miserable queen,
Whose pining heart her inward sighs have blasted,
And body with continual mourning wasted :
These hands are tir'd with haliug of my lord
From Gaveston, from wicked Gaveston;
And all in vain; for, when I speak him fair,
He turns away, and smiles upon his minion.
Y. Mor. Cease to lament, and tell us where's

the king ? Q. Isab. What would you with the king ? is't

him you seek? Lan. No, madam, but that cursèd Gaveston : Far be it from the thought of Lancaster To offer violence to his sovereign ! We would but rid the realm of Gaveston : Tell us where he remains, and he shall die.

Q. Isab. He's gone by water unto Scarborough: Pursue him quickly, and he cannot scape ; The king hath left him, and his train is small. War. Forslow* no time, sweet Lancaster; let's

march. Y. Mor. How comes it that the king and he is

parted ? Q. Isab. That thust your army, going several

Might be of lesser force, and with the power
That be intendeth presently to raise,
Be easily suppress'd : therefore: be gone.

Y. Mor. Here in the river rides a Flemish hoy:
Let's all aboard, and follow him amain.
Lan. The wind that bears him hence will fill

our sails: Come, come, aboard ! 'tis but an hour's sailing. Y. Mor. Madam, stay you within this castle


Fly, fly, my lords; the earls have got the hold;
Take shipping, and away to Scarborough :
Spenser and I will post away by land.
Gav. O, stay, my lord ! they will not injure

you. K. Edw. I will not trust them. Gaveston,

away! Gav. Farewell, my lord. K. Edw. Lady, farewell. Niece. Farewell, sweet uncle, till we meet

again. K. Edw. Farewell, sweet Gaveston; and fare

well, niece. Q. Isab. No farewell to poor Isabel thy queen? K. Edw. Yes, yes, for Mortimer your lover's


tatter'd) Old eds. "tottered": but towards the end of this play the two earliest 4tos have,

" As doth this water from my tattered robes." And see note :. p. 170.

to) So 4to 1622 -Not in 4tos 1598, 1612. : Enler, sevrally King Edward, &c.] Scene, within Tyumouth Castle.

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Qu Isab. No, Mortimer; I'll to my lord the And, though divorced from King Edward's eyes, king

Yet liveth Pierce of Gaveston unsurpris'd, Y. Mor. Nay, rather sail with us to Scar- Breathing in hope (malgrado* all your beards, borough.

That muster rebels thus against your king)
Q. Isab. You know the king is so suspicious To seet bis royal sovereign once again,
As, if he hear I have but talk'd with you,
Mine honour will be call'd in question;

Enter WARWICK, LANCASTER, PEMBROKE, the younger And therefore, gentle Mortimer, be gone.

MORTIMER, Soldiers, James and other Attendants of

Y. Mor. Madam, I cannot stay to answer you:
But think of Mortimer as he deserves.

War. Upon him, soldiers ! take away his (Exeunt all except QUEEN ISABELLA.

weapons ! Q. Isab. So well hast thou deserv'd, sweet

Y. Mor. Thou proud disturber of thy country's Mortimer,

peace, As Isabel could live with thee for ever.

Corrupter of thy king, cause of these broils, In vain I look for love at Edward's hand,

Base flatterer, yield ! and, were it not for shame,

Shame and dishonour to a soldier's name,
Whose eyes are fix'd on none but Gaveston.
Yet once more I'll importune him with prayer :

Upon my weapon's point here shouldst thou fall,

And welter in thy gore.
If he be strange, and not regard my words,

Lan, Monster of men,
My son and I will over into France,
And to the king my brother there complain

That, like the Greekish strumpet, traiu'd to
How Gaveston bath robb’d me of his love :
But yet, I hope, my sorrows will have end,

And bloody wars so many valiant knights,
And Gaveston this blessèd day be slain. [Exit.

Look for no other fortune, wretch, than death!
King Edward is not here to buckler thee.

War. Lancaster, why talk'st thou to the
Bnter GAVESTON,' pursued,

slave ?Gav. Yet, lusty lords, I have escap'd your

Go, soldiers, take him hence ; for, by my sword, hands,

His head shall off.— Gaveston, short warning Your threats, your 'larums, and your hot pur

Shall serve thy turn: it is our country's cause

That here severely we will execute * Enter Gaveston, &c ] There is such uncertainty about

Upon thy person.—Hang him at a bough. the location of this scene, that I can only mark it an Gav. My lord, open country.

War. Soldiers, have him away. — It may not be amiss to state the real circumstances

But, for thou wert the favourite of a king, which attended the close of Gaveston's career. The

Thou shalt have so much honour at our hands. king and Gaveston fled by sea from Tynmouth to Scarborough; the king then repaired to York, while Gave Gav. I thank you all, my lords: then I perston remained in Scarborough Castle, to which the Earls

ceive of Surrey and Pembroke, commissioned by the Earl of Lancaster, laid siege. It was in vain that Edward

That heading is one, and hangiog is the other, gout them a mandate to retire. The unfortunate Gave And death is all. ston finding the place untenable, surrendered with the king's consent to the Earl of Pembroke, on condition, and conducted to the castle of Warwick, where his arrival that if no accommodation were effected before the first of was announced by martial music and shouts of triumph. August, he should be reinstated in the possession of There the chiefs of the party sut in council over the late Scarborough. It had been agreed that the prisoner of their prisoner. To a proposal to save his life, a Vuice should be confined in his own castle of Wallingford : replied, “You have caught the fox: if you let him ge, you and the earl and the lord Henry Percy bound them

will have to hunt him again': and it was ultimately reselves for his safety to the king, under the forfeiture of solved to disregard the capitulation, and to put him to their lands, limbs, and lives. From Scarborough Gave death in conformity with one of the ordinances. When his ston proceeded under their protection towards Walling. doom was announced, Gavestou threw himself at the foot ford; at Dedington, Pembroke left him in the cistody of the earl of Lancaster; and implored, but in vain, the of his servants, and departed to spend the night with pity and protection of his 'gentle lord.' lio was hurried his countess in the neighbourhood. The captive retired to Blacklow-hill (now Gaversiko), and beheaded in the to rest without any suspicion of danger: but the Black presence of the earls of Lancaster, Hereford, and Sur. Dog (Warwick) had sworn that the favourite should feel rey." Livgard's Hist. of England, vol. iii. 15, od. 1849. his teeth'; and before dawn he received a peremptory * malgrado) i. e. in spite of (Ital.). order to dress himself and leave his chamber. At the † sec) So 4tos 1612. 1622.-2t0 1598 'these." gate, instead of his former guards, he found, to his asto our hand 8) After these words, a line in which War nishment, his enemy the earl of Warwiok, with a wick said something about Gavestou's boing beheadal, numerous force. He was immediately placed on a mule, his dropt out.


each one,


And drives his nobles to these exigents Lan. How now, my Lord of Arundel !

For Gaveston, will, if he seize him once, Arun. My lords, King Edward greets you all Violate any promise to possess him. by me.

Arun. Then, if you will not trust his grace in War. Arundel, say your message.

keep, Arun. His majesty, hearing that you had My lords, I will be pledge for his return. taken Gaveston, *

Y. Mor. 'Tis honourable in thee to offer Entreateth you by me, yet but he may

this; See him before he dies ; for why,t he says, But, for we know thou art a noble gentle And sends you word, he knows that die he shall;

man, And, if you gratify his grace so far,

We will not wrong thee so, He will be mindful of the courtesy.

To make away a true* man for a thief. War. How now !

Gav. How mean'st thou, Mortimer? that is Gav. Renowmèdi Edward, how thy name

over-base. Revives poor Gaveston !

Y. Mor. Away, base groom, robber of king's War. No, it needeth not :

renown! Arundel, we will gratify the king

Question with thy companions and mates.
In other matters; he must pardon us in this. Pem. My Lord Mortimer, and you, my lords,
Soldiers, away with him !
Gav. Why, my Lord of Warwick,

To gratify the king's request therein,
Will now these short delays beget my hopes ? Touching the sending of this Gaveston,
I know it, lords, it is this life you aim at : Because his majesty so earnestly
Yet grant King Edward this.

Desires to see the man before his death,
Y. Mor. Shalt thou appoint

I will upon mine honour undertake What we shall grant?-Soldiers, away with To carry him, and bring him back again; him !

Provided this, that you, my Lord of Arundel, Thus we'll gratify the king;

Will join with me.
We'll send his head by thee: let him bestow War. Pembroke, what wilt thou do?
His tears on that, for that is all he gets

Cause yet more bloodshed ? is it not enough Of Gaveston, or else his senseless trunk.

That we have taken him, but must we now Lan. Not so, my lord, lest he bestow more cost Leave him on “ Had I wist,"'+ and let him go? In burying him than he hath ever earn'd.

Pem. My lords, I will not over-woo your Arun. My lords, it is his majesty's request,

honours : And in || the honour of a king he swears,

But, if you dare trust Pembroke with the He will but talk with him, and send him back.

prisoner, War. When, can you tell ? Arundel, no; we Upon mine oath, I will return him back. wot,

Arun. My Lord of Lancaster, what say you in He that the care of his realm remits, T


Lan. Why, I say, let him go on Pembroke's * hearing that you had taken Gaveston] Qy. either

word. "herring you had taken Gaveston"? or "hearing that you had ta'en Ga veston",

Pem. And you, Lord Mortimer! t for whyl i.e. because, for this reason that.

Y. Mor. How say you, my Lord of War. * Renoumed) See note li, p 11. So 4tu 1598.-2tos 1012,

wick? 1622, TM Ronowned." & Will now these short delays bene my hopes) Old ods., War. Nay, do your pleasures : I know how

Will not these dela ies beyet my hopes ? " The moderni editors print,

Pem. Then give him me. “Wall these delays beget me any hopes ?ll in) i, e. on. See note 1, p. 17.

Gav. Sweet sovereign, yet I come He that the care of his realm remits) Here care is To see thee ere I die! a dissyllable, -as in a later line of the play,

War. Yet not perhaps, "My lord, be going : care not for these ".

If Warwick's wit and policy prevail. (So, too, we presently have “spare" as a dissyllable,

(A side. "And, Spenser, spare them not, lay it on.") 2to 1598, " He that the care of realme remits."

* true) i. e. honest. 2tos 1612, 1622,

+ Had I wist) i. e. had I known,--the exclamation of "He thot hath the care of Realme-reniits."

those who repent of what they have rashly done.

'twill prove.

him you:




Y. Mor. My Lord of Pembroke, we deliver Go, take the villain : soldiers, come away;

We'll make quick work.—Commend me to your Return hin on your honour.—Sound, away!

master, [Breunt all except PEMBROKE, ARUNDEL * Gave- | My friend, and tell him that I watch'd it well.STON, JAMES and other Attendants of PEM

Come, let thy shadow parley with King Edward.

Gav. Treacherous earl, sball not I see the king? Pem. My lord, you t shall go with me:

War. The king of heaven perhaps, no other My house is not far hence; out of the way A little; but our men shall go along.

king. We that have pretty wenches to our wives,


[Exeunt WARWICK and Soldiers with GAVESTON. Sir, must not come so near to balk their lips. Arun. 'Tis very kindly spoke, my Lord of

James. Come, fellows: it booted* not for us Pembroke :

to strive: Your honour hath an adamant of power

We will in haste go certify our lord. [Exeunt. To draw a prince. Pem. So, my lord.—Come hither, James :

Bnter Kiso EDWARD, † the younger SPENSER, BALDOCK,

Noblemre of the king's side, and Soldiers with drums I do commit this Gaveston to thee;

and Rfes. Be thou this night his keeper; in the morning

K. Edw. I long to hear an answer from the We will discharge thee of thy charge: be gone.

barons Gav. Unhappy Gaveston, whither goʻst thou Touching my friend, my dearest Gaveston.

Ab. Spenser, not the riches of my realm [Brit with JAMES and other Attendants of Per

Can rausom him! ah, he is mark'd to die !

I know the malice of the younger Mortimer; Horse-boy. My lord, we'll quickly be at Cobham.


Warwick I know is rough, and Lancaster

Inexorable; and I shall never see Enter GAVESTON * mourning, James and other Attendants My lovely Pierce of Gaveston again : of PEMBROKE.

The barons overbear me with their pride, Gav. O treacherous Warwick, thus to wrong Y. Spen. Were I King Edward, England's thy friend!

sovereign, James. I see it is your life these arms pursue. Son to the lovely Eleanor of Spain,

Gav. Weaponless must I fall, and die in bands ? Great Edward Longsbanks' issue, would I bear O, must this day be period of my life,

These braves, this rage, and suffer uncontroll'd Centre of all || my bliss ? An ye be men,

These barons thus to beard me in my land, Speed to the king.

In mine own realm? My lord, pardon my

Enter WARWICK and Soldiers.


retain your father's magnanimity, War. My Lord of Pembroke's men,

Did you regard the honour of your name, Strive you no longer: I will have that Gaveston. You would not suffer thus your majesty James. Your lordship doth dishonour to your.

Be counterbuff'd of your nobility. self,

Strike off their heads, and let them preach on And wrong our lord, your honourable friend.

poles : War. No, James; it is my country's cause I No doubt, such lessons they will teach the rest, follow,

As by their preachments they will profit much,
And learn obedience to their lawful king.

K. Edw. Yea, gentle Spenser, we have been * Arundel] Old eds. "Mat." and "Matreuis." See

too mild, note *, p. 203.

My lord, you) Qy. “My Lord of Arundel, you "?

* Bnter Gaveston, &c.] Scene, another part of the booted] So 4to 1598.—2tos 1612, 1622, "booteth." country. See note *. p. 200.

Enter King Edward, &c.] Edward bad retired to § it is your life these arms pursue] The words “. Berwick when he first heard the news of Gaveston's and "aims”

are very frequently confounded by our old death, which is announced to him at p. 204, first col. ; but, printers; but that “arms" is the right reading here is as the great defeat of the barons, which presently takes proved by a later passage of this play,

place, p. 205, sec. col., was at Borowbridge, this scene may “And all the land, I know, is up in arms,

be supposed to pass in Yorkshire. The reader must have Arms that pursue our lives with deadly hate." already perceived how little Marlowe tlought about the 1 allSo 4to 1598.-Not in 4tos 1612, 1622.

location of the scenes.

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