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days now reign in's nofe; all that stand about him are under the line, they need no other penance: that firedrake did I hit three times on the head, and three times was his nofe difcharged against me; he stands there like a mortar-piece to blow us up. There was a haberdafher's wife of fmall wit near him, that rail'd upon me till her pink'd porringer fell off her head, for kindling fuch a combuftion in the state. I mifs'd the meteor once, and hit that woman, who cry'd out, Clubs! when I might fee from far fome forty truncheoneers draw to her fuccour; which were the hope of the Strand, where fhe was quarter'd. They fell on; I made good my place; at length they came to th' broom-ftaff with me, I defy'd 'em fill; when fuddenly a file of boys behind 'em deliver'd fuch a fhower of pibbles, loofe fhot, that I was fain to draw mine honour in, and let 'em win the work. The devil was amongst 'em, I think, furely.
Port. These are the youths that thunder at a playhoufe, and fight for bitten apples; that no audience but the tribulation of Tower-hill, or the limbs of Limehouse, their dear brothers, are able to endure. I have fome of 'em in Limbo Patrum, and there they are like to dance thefe three days; befides the running banquet of two beadles that is to come.
Enter Lord Chamberlain.
Cham. Mercy o' me! what a multitude are here? They grow ftill too; from all parts they are coming, Where are these porters ?
As if we kept a fair.
Thefe lazy knaves? ye've made a fine hand, fellows; There's a trim rabble let in; are all these
Your faithful friends o' th' fuburbs we shall have
We are but men; and what fo many may do,
An army cannot rule 'em.
Cham. As I live,
If the King blame me for't,
By th' heels, and fuddenly;
I'll lay you all
and on your heads
Clap round fines for neglect: y'are lazy knaves:
And here ye lie baiting of bumbards, when
A Marshalfea fhall hold you play these two months.
Man. You great fellow, ftand clofe up, or I'll make your head ake.
Port. You i' th' camblet, get up o' th' rail, I'll peck you o'er the pales elfe.
Changes to the palace.
Enter trumpets founding; then two Aldermen, Lord Mayor, Garter, Cranmer, Duke of Norfolk with his Marshal's ftaff, Duke of Suffolk, two Noblemen bear-. ing great ftanding bowls for the christening-gifts; then four Noblemen bearing a canopy, under which the Duchefs of Norfolk,godmother,bearing the child richly habited in a mantle, &c. train borne by a Lady: then follows the Marchionefs of Dorfet, the other godmother, and ladies. The troop pass once about the ftage, and Garter speaks Gart. Heav'n, from thy endlefs goodness, fend long And ever happy, to the high and mighty [life, Princefs of England, fair Elifabeth!
Flourish. Enter King and Guard.
Gran. And to your Royal Grace, and the good Queen, My noble partners, and myself thus pray;
All comfort, joy, in this most gracious lady,
May hourly fall upon ye!
King. Thank you, good Lord Archbishop: What is her name?
King. Stand up, Lord.
With this kifs take my bleffing: God protect thee,
King. My noble goffips, y'have been too prodigal, I thank you heartily: fo thall this lady,
When she has fo much English.
Cran. Let me speak, Sir; (For Heav'n now bids me), and the words I utter, Let none think flatt'ry, for they'll find 'em truth. This royal infant, (heaven ftill move about her), Though in her cradle, yet now promises Upon this land a thousand thousand bleffings, Which time fhall bring to ripeness. She fhall be (But few now living can behold that goodness) A pattern to all princes living with her, And all that fhall fucceed. Sheba was never More covetous of wisdom and fair virtue,
Than this blefs'd foul fhall be. All princely graces,
Shall ftill be doubled on her. Truth fhall nurfe her:
"She fhall be lov'd and fear'd. Her own fhall blefs "Her foes shake, like a field of beaten corn, [her; "And hang their heads with forrow. Good grows with her.
"In her days, ev'ry man shall eat in fafety "Under his own vine what he plants, and fing "The merry fongs of peace to all his neighbours. "God fhall be truly known, and those about her "From her fhall read the perfect ways of honour, "And claim by thofe their greatnefs, not by blood. "Nor fhall this peace fleep with her; but as when, "The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix, "Her afhes new create another heir,
"As great in admiration as herself;
"So fhall fhe leave her bleffedness to one,
(When Heav'n fhall call her from this cloud of dark"Who from the facred afhes of her honour [nefs), "Shall star-like rife, as great in fame as the was, "And fo ftand fix'd. Peace, plenty, love, truth, ter "That were the fervants to this chofen infant, [ror, "Shall then be his, and like a vine grow to him; "Where-ever the bright fun of heav'n fhall thine, "His honour and the greatnefs of his name "Shall be and make new nations. He fhall flourish, And, like a mountain-cedar, reach his branches
"To all the plains about him: children's children Shall fee this, and bless heav'n.
King. Thou fpeakeft wonders.
Gran. She fhall be, to the happiness of England, An aged princefs; many days thall fee her, And yet no day without a deed to crown it. Would I had known no more! but the must die, She muft, the faints must have her yet a virgin; A most unfpotted lily fhall fhe pafs
Unto th' ground, and all the world shall mourn her,
Thou'ft made me now a man; never before
That when I am in heav'n, I shall defire
To fee what this child does, and praise my Maker.
IS ten to one, this play can never please All that are here. Some come to take their cafe, And fleep an act or two; but those we fear We've frighted with our trumpets: fo'tis clear, They'll fay 'tis naught Others, to hear the city Abus'd extremely, and to cry, That's witty! Which we have not done neither; that I fear All the expected good w'are like to bear For this play at this time, is only in The merciful conftruction of good women; (For fuch a one we fhew'd'em). If they smile, And fay 'twill do, I know within a while All the best men are ours; for 'tis ill hap, If they hold when their ladies bid'em clap.
END OF VOLUME FIFTH.