Publications (Volume 44-46) (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1853. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... To make atonement 'twixt the woful Princess And our dread sovereign, your most virtuous Queen. How. It were a deed worthy of memory. Const. My lord, she's factious: rather could I wish She were married to some private gentleman, And with her dower convey'd out of the land, Than here to stay, and be a mutiner. So may your highness' state be more secure; For whilst she lives, wars and commotions, Foul insurrections, will be set abroach. I think 'twere not amiss to take her head: This land would be in quiet, were she dead. Suss. Oh, my lord, you speak not charitably. Phil. Nor will we, lords, embrace his heedless council. I do protest, as I am King of Spain, My utmost power I'll stretch to make them friends. Come, lords, let's in: my love and wit I'll try, To end this jar; the Queen shall not deny. Exeunt omnes. Enter Elizabeth, Beningfield, Clarentia, Tame, Gage, and Barwick. Eliz. What fearful terror doth assail my heart? Good Gage, come hither, and resolve me true: In thy opinion, shall I outlive this night? I prithee, speak. Gage. Outlive this night I pray, madam, why? Eliz. Then, to be plain, this night I look to die. Gage. Oh, madam, you were born to better fortunes. That God that made you will protect you still From all your enemies that wish you ill. Eliz. My heart is fearful. Gage. Oh, my honour'd lord, As ever you were noble in your thoughts, Speak, shall my lady outlive this night, or no? Tame. You much amaze me, sir: else Heaven forefend. Gage. For if we should imagine any plot Pretending to the hurt of our dear mistress, I and my fellows, though far unable are To stand against your power, will die together. Tame. And I with you would spend my dearest blood To do that virtuous lady any good. Sir Harry, now my charge I must resign: The lady's wholly in...