The fox Ateukin, cursed parasite, Incens'd your grace to send the wolf abroad, eyes, Which I have tired with a world of woes, those You heavens, you know how willing I would weep; Might I with twice as many pains as these My gracious father, govern your affects: Give me that hand, that oft hath blest this head, K. OF ENG. Thou provident kind mother of increase, I call him friend, and take him for my son. DOR. Ah, royal husband, see what God hath wrought! Thy foe is now thy friend. Good men at arms, Do you the like. These nations if they join, What monarch, with his liege-men, in this world, Dare but encounter you in open field? K. OF SCOTS. All wisdom, join'd with godly piety! Thou English king, pardon my former youth; And pardon, courteous queen, my great misdeed: And, for assurance of mine after life, I take religious vows before my God, To honour thee for father,* her for wife. SIR CUTH. But yet my boons, good princes, are not past. First, English king, I humbly do request, Now you will love, maintain, and help them both. quest. SIR CUTH. But you, my prince, must yield me mickle more. nobles are your chiefest states, You know your They are your hands, whereby you ought to work. That sooth'd you in your sins and youthly pomp, That reck not how they climb, so that they climb. *father] The 4to. "favour." +SIR CUTH.] The 4to. gives to Lady Anderson this, and the next speech of Sir Cuthbert Anderson. aldertruest] i. e. truest of all: alder being used as the genitive of all. So Chaucer alderfirst, and Shakespeare alderliefest. And humble crave a pardon of your Grace. As for Ateukin, whoso finds the man, Let him have martial law, and straight be hang'd, As all his vain abettors now are dead.* And, Anderson, our treasurer shall pay Three thousand marks for friendly recompence. NANO. But, princes, whilst you friend it thus in Methinks of friendship Nano shall have none. [one, DOR. What would my dwarf, that I will not besstow? NANO. My boon, fair queen, is this, that you would go: Although my body is but small and neat, My stomach, after toil, requireth meat: K. of Scors. Art thou a pigmy born, my pretty friend? NANO. Not so, great king, but nature, when she fram'd me, Was scant of earth, and Nano therefore nam'd me; K. OF ENG. Till time when DOR. Eat then. K. OF ENG. My friend, it stands with wit, As all his vain abettors now are dead] The 4to; + NANO] The 4to. "L. AND." Till time when] To this and the next speech of the King of England the 4to. prefixes "K." Part of the text appears to be wanting here. |