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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.
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!
To wed thee to our niece, the only heir
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."
: cast] i. e. conjecture.
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
Y. Mor. I'll give the onset.
Y. Mor. This tatter'd* ensign of my ancestors,
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.
Lan. I wonder how he scap'd.
Q. Isab. Ay, Mortimer, the miserable queen,
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
Y. Mor. Here in the river rides a Flemish hoy:
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;
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.
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)
Enter WARWICK, LANCASTER, PEMBROKE, the younger And therefore, gentle Mortimer, be gone.
MORTIMER, Soldiers, James and other Attendants of
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,
Upon my weapon's point here shouldst thou fall,
And welter in thy gore.
Lan, Monster of men,
That, like the Greekish strumpet, traiu'd to
And bloody wars so many valiant knights,
Look for no other fortune, wretch, than death!
War. Lancaster, why talk'st thou to the
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.
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.
To gratify the king's request therein,
Desires to see the man before his death,
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.
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.
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
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,
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.