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NOBODY 
 
 "- AND 
 
 SOMEBODY 
 
 Clow. But Maifter, why doe you goe thus out of fafliion; 
 you are euen a very hoddy doddy, all breech, / 
 Nobod. And no body. (Sig. C.) 
 
 PRINTED FOR PRIVATE CIRCULATION 
 
 1877 
 
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NOTE. 
 
 THIS exceedingly clever and interefting Play is of 
 fufficient intrinfic worth to juftify its reproduftion. 
 
 Excepting the exemplar in the Britifh Mufeum, all the 
 known copies of the original are more or lefs imperfeft: the 
 two in the Dyce Colleftion, South Kenfmgton Mufeum, 
 would, however, make a perfefb copy between them. This 
 Reprint has been made, as nearly as poflible, a typo- 
 graphical facfimile — page for page, and line for line, with 
 the peculiarities of type and fpelling carefully preferved. 
 
 Ludwig Tieck, the diftinguilhed Anglo-German fcholar, 
 in a lift of Old Englifti Plays which he fent to Mr. J. Payne 
 Collier (inferted by the latter gentleman in his privately- 
 printed "Old Man's Diary," Part IV., p. 91) includes 
 " Nobody and Somebody," adding his opinion of it in thefe 
 words — 
 
 "Excellent, and one I copied." 
 
 And whether we regard it as furnifhing curious illuftrations 
 of early 'habits of life and manners, or as a dramatic com- 
 pofition, there can be no doubt that Tieck's eulogiftic 
 afcription is well deferved. 
 
 A notable allufion in the Play is that referring to the 
 treatment of thieves taken in the theatres of that day: — 
 
 ^'■somebody once pickt a pocket in this Play-houfe yard, 
 Was hoyfted on the ftage, and ftiamd about it." (Sig. I b.) 
 
 The only other reference to this peculiar cuftom is in 
 Kemp's "Nine Dales Wonder," 1600, reprinted by the 
 Camden Society in 1840. 
 
 In anticipation of the modem praftice of photographing 
 criminals, the following paffage may be quoted : — 
 
 "Somb. What has he fcapt vs. 
 Const He is gone my Lord. 
 
Note. 
 
 Somh. It ftiall be thus, now you haue feene his (hape, 
 Let him be ftraight imprinted to the life : 
 His picture fliall be fet on euery ftall, 
 And proclamation made, that he that takes him, 
 Shall haue a hundred pounds of Sombody." (Sig. D 4.) 
 
 So alfo in Shakefpeare's "King Lear" (Ac. ii., fc. i): — 
 
 "Glo the villain ftiall not fcape; 
 
 The duke mull grant me that : befldes, his picture 
 I will fend far and near, that all the kingdom 
 May have due note of him." 
 
 Nobody himfelf is: thus referred to in "The Tempeft" (Ac. 
 iii., fc. 2): — 
 
 "Trin. This is the tune of our catch, played by the picture 
 of No-body." 
 
 On Sig. F 4 \ire have a Shakefpearian allufion : — 
 "It (hal go hard, but I the ftirew will tame." 
 
 "Nobody and Somebody" was defcribed by the prefent 
 writer in "Notes and Queries" for June 6, 1874 (sth S., vol. i., 
 p. 441); and as the Play is without date, it was there con- 
 je6turally ftated to have appeared fometime between 1604 
 and 1614. Since then, however, the "Stationers' Regifters" 
 have been referred to, with the following conclufive refult 
 (Mr. Arber's Tranfcript, vol. iii., pp. 308-316): — 
 
 "8° Januarij 1606. 
 "John Trundell Entred for his copie by direccon from Mafter 
 ffield warden The figure of No bodyej y)^" 
 
 "12° Martij 1606. 
 "John Trundell Entred for his Copie vnder the handes of 
 Mafter Wilson and the Wardens A Booke called no bodie 
 and somme bodie &"£. vj"*" 
 
 The prefent impreflion has been limited to fifty copies 
 for private circulation. 
 
 S. 
 
 Glasgow, December, 1877. 
 
NO-BODY, 
 
 SO M EMBODY- 
 
 WiththetrueChronicleHiftorieof Elydure, 
 
 who was fortunately three feuerall times 
 
 crowned King of England. 
 
 The true Coppy thereof, as it hath beene ailed by the 
 Queens Maieflies Seruants. 
 
 Printed for lohn Trundle and are tobe fold at his fhop in 
 Barbican, at the figne of No-body. 
 
The Prologue. 
 
 A fubiedl, of no fubiedl, we prefent, 
 
 for No-body, is Nothing: 
 Who of nothing can fomething make? 
 Jt is a worke beyond the power of wit, 
 
 And yet inuention is ripe: 
 A morrall meaning you muft then expedl, 
 
 grounded on leffer then a fhadowes fhadow: 
 Promifing nothing wher there wants a toong; 
 
 And deeds as few, be done by No-bodie: 
 Yet fomething, out of nothing, we will fhew. 
 To gaine your loues, to whome our felues we 
 
 owe. 
 
NO-BODY, 
 
 AND 
 
 SOME-BODY. 
 
 Enter Qornewell and Martianus. 
 
 Corn. IV /r ^ Lord Martianus. 
 
 Mar. I V 1 ^^ Lord of Cornwell. 
 
 Corn. Morrow. 
 
 Mar. Morrow, 
 
 Corn. You are fad my Lord. 
 
 Mar. Fou melancholy. 
 
 Come. So, 
 The ftate it felfe mournes in a robe of Wo. 
 
 Mar, For the deceafe ol Archigalloes vertues, 
 I vnderftand you Noble minded Cornwell, 
 What generous fpirit drawes this .Srittifh ayre, 
 But droops at Krckigalloes gouernement. 
 
 corn. And reafon Martianus, when the Sunne 
 Struggles to be deliuered from the wombe 
 Of an obfcure Eclipfe, doth not the earth 
 Mourne to behold his fhine envelloped, 
 
 Corbonon when I did clofe thine eyes, 
 
 1 gaue releafe to Britaines miferies. 
 
 Enter Ely dure. 
 Mar. Good morrow to Prince Elydure. 
 Elid. The fame to you, and you, you are fad my Lordes, 
 your harts I thinke are frofly, for your blood 
 Seemes cryfted in your faces, like the dew 
 In a September morne, how fares the king, 
 Haue you yet bid good morrow to his highnes. 
 Corn. The kings not flirring yet. 
 
 Enter Vigenius and Peridure. 
 Perid Fonders old Cornwell, come Vigenius, 
 Weele haue fome fport with him. 
 
 A 3 Vig 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Vig. Brother content. 
 
 Perid. Good morrow to you brother Elydure. 
 Cornwel, God morrow to Qornwelt. 
 
 Vig. Morrow old gray-beard. 
 
 Corn. My beards not fo gray as your wits greene. 
 
 Vig. And why fo. 
 Perid. We (hall ha you come out now w^ith fome reafon 
 that was borne in my great grandfires time. 
 
 Qorn. Would you would proue as honeft princes as your 
 great graundfire was, or halfe fo wife as your elder brother 
 was, theres a Couple of you, Sfoote I am afhamed you 
 fhould be of the blood royall. 
 
 Perid. And why father winter. 
 
 Qorn. You doe not know your ftate, theres Elydure 
 Your elder brother next vnto the King, 
 He plies his booke, when fhall. you fee him trace 
 Lafciuious Arckigallo through the ftreets. 
 And fight with common hackfters hand to hand. 
 To wreft from them their goods and dignityfes. 
 
 Perid. You are to fancy Cornwell, 
 
 Vig. Bridle your fpirit. 
 
 Elyd. Your words are dangerous, good honeft fubieft 
 Old reuerent ftates-man, faithful feruitor. 
 Doe not traduce the King, hees vertuous 
 Or fay he tread fomewhat befides the line 
 Of vertuous gouernment, his regality 
 Brookes not taxation, kings greateft royalties 
 Are that their fubiefts muft aplaud their deedes. 
 As well as beare thersx their prerogatiues. 
 Are murall interponents twixt the world. 
 And their proceedings. 
 
 Corn. Well, well, I haue ferued foure kings. 
 And none of all thofe foure but would haue ventured 
 Their fafeties on old Qornwels conftancy. 
 But thats all one, now I am cald a dotard. 
 Go to, though now my limbes be ftatke and ftiffe, 
 When Qornwels dead Brittayne I know will want So 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 So ftrong a prop, Alaffe I needs muft weepe, 
 And fhed teares in abundance, when I thinke 
 How Archigallo wrongs his gouernment. 
 
 Vig. Nay, now youle fall into your techy humor. 
 
 Enter Lord Sicophant. 
 
 Sicopk. My Lords, Princes I fliould haue faid, and after 
 Lord, I am the Vlher and Harbinger vnto the kings moft 
 Excellent perfon and his Maiefty. 
 
 Vig. Is fourth comming. 
 
 Sicopk. Or comming fourth, hard by or at hand, will you 
 Put your geftures of attendaunce on, to giue his Maieftie 
 the Bon-ioure. 
 
 Enter Archigallo and two Lords. Morgan Malgo. 
 
 All, Good morrow to our foueraigne Archigallo. 
 
 Arch. Morrow. 
 
 Corn. Why do you frowne vpon your feruants king, 
 We loue you, and you ought to fauor vs: 
 Will you to Counfel. Heeres petitions. 
 Complaints and controuerfies twixt your fubiefls, 
 Appealing sdl to you. 
 • Arch. Lets fee thofe papers. A controuerfie betwixt the 
 Lord Morgan and the Lord Malgo, concerning their Ty- 
 tles to thp .Southeme Ifland. We know this caufe and. what 
 their titles be. You claime it by inheritance. 
 
 Morg. My liege I do. 
 
 Arch. You by the marriage of Lord Morgans mother, 
 To whom it was left ioynture. 
 
 Malgo. True gratious Soueraigiie. 
 
 Arch. Whofe euidence is ftrongeft, to which part 
 Inclines the cenfures of our learned ludges, 
 
 Morgan. We come not heer to plead before your grace, 
 But humblie to intreat your Maieftie, 
 Perufe our euidence and cenfure it, 
 According to your wifedome. 
 
 Arch. 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Arch. What I determine then youle yeeld vnto. 
 
 Both. We will my Soueraigne. 
 
 Krch. Then that Southerne He 
 we take to our proteftion, and make you 
 Lord gouernor thereof. 
 Sicoph. I humblie thanke your highneffe. 
 
 Mai. I hope your Maiefty. 
 
 Krch. Replie not, I but take it to my felfe 
 Becaufe I would not haue diffention 
 betwixt two peeres, I loue to fee you friends, 
 And now the Iflands mine, your quarrell ends. 
 Whats next. A poore Nothern mans humble petition. 
 Which is the plaintiue.? 
 
 Enter clowne. Wench, and Rafe. 
 Rafe. I if it pleafe your Maieftie I was betrothed to this 
 
 Krch. Is this true my Wench. fmaid. 
 
 Wench. Tis verie true and like your maieftie, but this 
 tempting fellow after that, moft fellonioufly ftole my hart 
 awaie fro me, caried it into the church, and I running after 
 him to get my hart againe, was there married to this other 
 man. 
 
 clown. Tis verie true and like your maiefty, though Raphe 
 were once tooke for a propper man, yet when I came in 
 place it appeared otherwife : if your highneffe note his leg 
 and mine, there is ods, and for a foot, I dare compare, I 
 haue a waft to, and though I fay it, that fhoulde not faye it 
 there are faces in place of Gods making. 
 
 Krch. Thou art a proper fellow, and this wench is thine 
 by lawful! marriage. 
 
 clown. Rafe you haue your anfwer, you may be gon, your 
 onely way to faue charges, is to buy a halpenniwoorth of 
 Hob-nailes for your ftiooes: Alaffe you might haue looked 
 into this before, go filly Rafe go, away, vanifh. 
 
 Krch. Is not this Laffe a pretty Neat browne Wench.' 
 Sicoph. She is my liege, and mettell I dare warrant. 
 
 Krch. 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Arch. Fellow, how long haft thou been married? 
 
 Clown. I was as they fay coupled the fame day that my country 
 man Raphe begunne the law : for to tell your Maieftie the truth, we 
 are yet both virgins, it did neuer freefe betwixt vs two in a bed I af- 
 fure your grace. 
 
 Arch. Didft neuer lie with thy wife? 
 
 Clown. Neuer yet, but nowe your Maieftie hath ended the matter 
 He be fo bold as take poffefsion. 
 
 Arch. Harke my wench, wilt leaue thefe rufticke fellowes & ftay 
 with me? 
 
 Wench. What will your highnes doe with me? 
 
 Arch. Why He make thee a Lady. 
 
 Wench. And fhall I goe in fine clothes like a Lady. 
 
 Arch. Thou fhalt. 
 
 Wench. He be a Lady then, thats flat, fweet heart farewell, I muft 
 be a Lady, fo I muft. 
 
 Clow. How now, how now, but heare you Sis. 
 
 Wench. Away you Clowne, away. 
 
 Clown. But will your highnes rob me of my fpoufe. 
 
 Arch. What we will, we will, away with thofe flaues. 
 
 Clown. Zounds, if euer I take you in Yorkfliire for this. 
 
 Sicoph. Away you flaues. 
 
 Corn. My Lord, thefe generall wrongs will draw your highneffe 
 into the common hatred of your fubiefts. 
 
 Arch. Whats that to thee, old doting Lord forbeare. 
 Whats heerei*" complaints againft one Nobody, 
 For ouermuch releeuing of the poore, 
 Helping diftreffed prifoncrs, entertayning 
 Extrauagants and vagabonds, what fellowes this? 
 
 Corn. My liedge I know him, he's an honeft fubieft 
 That hates ejttortion, vfury, and fuch finnes 
 As are too common in this Land of Brittaine. 
 
 Arch. He haue none fuch as he within my kingdome, 
 Hee fhall be baniflit. 
 
 Sicoph. Heare my aduife my liedge : I know a fellow 
 
 B. Thats 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Thats oppofite to N/sbady in all thinges: 
 
 As he affedbs the poore, this other hates them, 
 
 Loues vfurie and extortion. Send him ftraight 
 
 Into the Country, and vpon my life, 
 
 Ere many monthes he will deuife fome meanes 
 
 To make that Nobody bankrout, make him flie 
 
 His Country, and be neuer heard of more. 
 
 Arch. What dooft thou call his name. 
 
 Sicoph. His name is Sombody my iiedge. 
 
 Arch. Seeke out that Sombody, wele fend him ftraight, 
 What other matters ftay to be decided 
 Determine you, and you, the reft may follow 
 To giue attendance. Exeunt all but the Lords. 
 
 Manent ComweU and Marttantts. 
 
 Mart. Alls nought already, yet thefe vnripe ills 
 Haue not their full growth, and tfieir next degree 
 Muft needes be worfe then nought, and by vrkat name 
 Doe you call that? 
 
 Cornw. I know none bad enough: 
 Bafe, vild, notorious, vgly monftrous, flauifti, 
 Intollerable, abhorred, damnable; 
 Tis worfe then bad; lie be no longer vaffaile 
 To fuch a tirannous rule, nor acceffarie 
 To the bafe fufferance of fuch out-rages. 
 
 Mart. Youle not indure it, how can you remedie 
 A mayme fo dangerous and incurable.' 
 
 Corn. There is a way; but walls haue eares and eyes. 
 Your eare my Lord, and counfell. 
 
 Mart. I haue eares 
 Open to fuch difcourfe, and counfell apt: 
 And to the full recouery of thefe wounds 
 Made in the ficke ftate, moft effedluall; 
 A word in priuate. 
 
 Enter 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Enter Peridure and Vigenius. 
 
 Perid. Come brother, I am tyrde with reuelHng, 
 My laft Caranta made me almoft breathleffe, 
 Doth not the Kings laft wench foote it with art? 
 
 Vige. Oh rarely, rarely, and beyond opinion. 
 I like this ftate where all are Libertines 
 But by ambitions, pleafure and large will: 
 See, fee, two of our ftrift liu'd Counfellors 
 In fecret conference ; they cannot indure 
 This freedome. 
 
 Perid. l^ior th& rv\e oi Archigallo, 
 Becaufe tis fubieft to his libertie. 
 Are they not plotting now for fome inftallement 
 And change of ftate : old gallants if you be 
 Twill coft your heads. 
 
 Vige. Bodies and all for me. 
 Lift them, fuch flrift reproouers fhould not Hue, 
 Their auflere cenfures on their kings to giue. 
 
 Corn. He mull be then depofd. 
 
 Perid. Ey, are you there, that word founds treafon. 
 
 Vig. Nay, but farther heare. 
 
 Mart. The King depofd, how muft it be effefted. 
 What flrengths and powers can fodenly be leuied. 
 Who will afsifl this bufmes, to reduce 
 The ftate to better forme and gouernment.' 
 
 Vig. Ey mary, more of that. 
 
 Corn. All Cornwells at my becke, Deuonfhire our neighbour 
 Is one with vs, you in the North commaund. 
 The oppreffed, wrongd, deiefted and fuppreft. 
 Will flocke on all fides to this innovation : 
 The Clergie late defpifd, the Nobles fcornd. 
 The Commons trode on, and the Law contemnd. 
 Will lend a mutuall and combyned power 
 Vnto this happie change. 
 
 B 2 Perid. 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Peri. Oh monftrous treafon! 
 
 Mart. My Lord, we are betraide, and ouer-heard 
 By the two princes. 
 
 (2orn. How, betraide. 
 
 Mart. Our plots difcouered. 
 
 Qorn. He helpe it all; doe you but footh me vp, 
 Wele catch them in the trap they lay for vs. 
 
 Mart. He doot. 
 
 Qorn. Now fir, the king depofd 
 Who ftiall fucceede.? 
 
 Mart. Some would fay Elidure. 
 
 Corn. Tufli, he's too milde to rule. 
 But there are two young princes, hopefull youths 
 And of rare expeftation in the Land, 
 Oh would they daigne to beare this weightie charge 
 Betwixt them, and fupport the regall fcepter 
 With ioynt afsiftance, all our hopes were full. 
 
 Vig. A Scepter. 
 
 Perid. And a Crowne. 
 
 Mart. What if we made the motion .' we haue wills 
 To effeft it, we haue power to compaffe it. 
 
 Vig. And if I make refufall, heauen refufe me. 
 
 Perid. Thefe Counfellors are wife, and fee in vs 
 More vertue then we in our felues difcerne. 
 Would it were come to fuch election. 
 
 Qorn. My honord Lord, wele breake it to thofe princes, 
 Thofe hopefull youths, at our conuenient leafure. 
 
 Mart. With all my hart. 
 
 Qorn. You that our footfteps watcht, 
 Shall in the depth of your owne wiles be catcht. Exetint. 
 
 Vig. A King. 
 
 Perid. And were a crowne, a crowne imperiall. 
 
 Vig. And fit in ftate. 
 
 Perid. Commaund. 
 
 Vig. And be obeyed. 
 
 Peri. 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Perid. Our Nobles kneeling. 
 
 Vig. Seruants homaging, and crying Aue. 
 
 Perid. Oh brother, (hall we through nice folly 
 Defpife the profferd bountie of thefe Lords? 
 
 Vig. Not for the world, I long to fit in flate, 
 To purfe the bountie of our gracious fate. 
 
 Perid. To entertaine forreine Embaffadors. 
 
 Vig. And haue our names ranckt in the courfe of kings. 
 
 Perid. Shadow vs State with thy maiefticke wings. 
 
 Enter King, Qornwell, Martianus, and 
 Elidure. 
 
 Vige. Now fir, my brother Archigall d^^-^oiA^ 
 
 Corn. Depofd! did you heare that my Lord. 
 
 Vig. For his licenfious rule, and fuch abufes 
 As wele pretend gainfl: him in parliament. 
 
 Arch. Oh monftrous brothers. 
 
 Elidu. Oh ambitious youthes. 
 
 Vig. Thus wele deuide the Land, all beyond Trent 
 And Humber, fhall fuffife one moitie: 
 The fouthpart of the Land fliall make the tother, 
 Where we will keepe two Courts, and raigne deuided, 
 Yet as deere louing brothers. 
 
 Arch. As vild traitors. 
 
 Perid. Then Archigall, thou that haft fat in pompe 
 And feene me vaffaile, fhalt behold me crownd, 
 Whilft thou with humble knees vailft to my ftate. 
 
 Arch. And when mufb this be doone, when fhall my crowne 
 Be parted and deuided into halfes. 
 You raigne on this fide Humber, you beyond 
 The riuer Trent, when doe you take your ftates, 
 Sit crownd and fcepterd to receiue our homage. 
 Our dutie, and our humble vaffalage. 
 
 Perid. I know not when. 
 
 B 3 Arch. 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Arch. Nor you? 
 
 Vige. Nor I. 
 
 Arch But I know when you fliall repent your pride: 
 Nor will we vfe delayes in our reuenge, 
 Ambitious boyes, we doome you prifonment, 
 Your Pallace royall fhall a laile be made, 
 Your thrones a dungeon, and your fcepters Irons, 
 In which wele bound your proude afpiring thoughts : 
 Away with them, we will not mount our chayre 
 Till their beft hopes be changd to blacke defpaire. 
 
 Perid. Heare vs excufe our felues. 
 
 Vige. Or lets difcouer 
 Who drew vs to this hope of foueraigntie. 
 
 Arch. That fhall our further leyfures arbitrate, 
 Our eares are deafe to all excufiue pleas, 
 Come vnambitious brother Elidurus, 
 Helpe vs to lauifh our abundant treafures, 
 In masks, fports, reuells, riots, and ftrange pleafures. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter Sombody with two or three 
 feruaunts. 
 
 Somb. But is it true the fame of Nobody, 
 For vertue, almes-deedes, and for charitie. 
 Is fo renownd and famous in the Country? 
 
 Seru. Oh Lord fir ey, hes talkt of farre and neere, 
 Fills all the boundleffe country with aplaufe. 
 There Hues not in all Britaine one fo fpoke of, 
 For pittie, good mind, and true charitie. 
 
 Somb. Which Sombody fhall alter ert be long. 
 
 Seru. You may my Lord beeing in grace at Court, 
 And the high fauours of King Archigallo 
 Exile this petty fellow from the Land, 
 That fo obfcures the beautie of your deedes. 
 
 Sombod. What doth this Nobody? 
 
 Seru. You fhall heare my Lord, 
 
 Come 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Come twentie poore men to his gate at once, 
 
 Nobody giues them mony, meate and drinke, 
 
 If they be naked, clothes, then come poore fouldiers, 
 
 Sick, maymd, and fliot, from any forraine warres. 
 
 Nobody takes them in, prouides them harbor, 
 
 Maintaines their ruind fortunes at his charge. 
 
 He giues to orphants, and for widdowes buildes 
 
 Almes-houfes, Spittles, and large Hofpitals, 
 
 And when it comes in queftion, who is apt 
 
 For fuch good deedes, tis anfwerd Nobody. 
 
 Now Nobodie hath entertaind againe 
 
 Long banifht Hofpitalitie, and at his boord 
 
 A hundred luftie yeomen daily waites, 
 
 Whofe long backs bend with weightie chynes of biefe, 
 
 And choife of cheere, whofe fragments at his gate 
 
 Suffice the generall poore of the whole fhire. 
 
 Nobodies table's free for trauellers. 
 
 His buttry and his feller ope to all 
 
 That ftarue with drought, or thirft vpon the way, 
 
 Somb. His fame is great, how flioXild we helpe it? 
 
 Seru. My Lord, tis paft my reach, tis you muft doe it, 
 Or't mufl be left vndone. 
 
 Somb. What deedes of note is he els famous for? 
 
 Seru. My Lord He tell you. 
 His Barnes are full, and when the Cormorants 
 And welthy Farmers hoord vp all the graine, 
 He empties all his Garners to the poore 
 Vnder the ftretcht prife that the Market yeelds, 
 Nobody racks no rents, doth hot oppreffe 
 His tenants with extortions. When the King 
 Knighted the luftie gallants of the Land, 
 Nobody then made daintie to be knighted. 
 And indeede kept him in his knowne eftate. 
 
 Somb. The flaues ambitious, and his life I hate. 
 
 Seru. How fhall we bring his name in publick fcandall? 
 
 Sombo. 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Sombo. Thus it fliall be, vfe my direftion. 
 In Court and country I am Sombody, 
 And therefore apt and fit to be employed : 
 Goe thou in fecrete beeing a fubtile knaue, 
 And fowe feditious flaunders through the Land, 
 Oppreffe the poore, fuppreffe the fatherleffe, 
 Deny the widdowes foode, the ftaru'd releefe, 
 And when the wretches fhall complaine their wrongs, 
 Beeing cald in queftion, fweare twas Nobody, 
 Racke rents, raife prifes, 
 Buy vp the beft and choife commodities 
 At the beft hand, then keepe them till their prifes 
 Be lifted to their height, and double rate, 
 And when the raifers of this dearth are fought 
 Though Sombody doe this, protefl and fweare 
 Twas Nobody fore ludge and Magiftrate : 
 Bring fcandalls on the rich, raife mutinous lyes 
 Vpon the ftate, and rumors in the Court, 
 Backbite and fow diffention amongfl freends, 
 Quarrels mongft neighbors, & debate mongft flrangers, 
 Set man and wife at ods, kindred at flrife. 
 And when it comes in quefliou, to cleere vs, 
 Let euery one protefl and fweare for one, 
 And fo the blame will fall on Nobody. 
 About it then, if thefe things well fucceede, 
 You fhall preuaile, and we applaude your fpeede. 
 
 Enter Nobody and the Clowne. 
 
 See where he comes, I will withdraw and fee. 
 The euent and fortunes of our laft pollicie. 
 
 Nobod. Come on myne owne feruaunt, fome newes, fome newes, 
 what report haue I in the country? how am I talkt on in the Citty, 
 and what fame beare I in the Court? 
 
 Clowne. Oh Maifler you are halfe hangd. 
 
 Nobod. 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Nobod. Hangd, why man? 
 
 Qlowne. Becaufe you haue an ill name : a man had as good almoft 
 ferue no Maifter as ferue you, I was carried afore the Conftable but 
 yefterday, and they tooke mee vp for a ftrauagant ; they askt mee 
 whom I ferued, I told them Nobody, the)' prefently drew mee to the 
 poft, and there gaue me the law of armes. 
 
 Nobody. The law of armes. 
 
 Clow. Ey, as much lawe as their. armes were able to lay on, they 
 tickled my Collifodium, I rid poft for a quarter of an houre, with 
 fwitch though not with fpurre. 
 
 Nobod. Sure Sombody was the caufe of all. 
 
 Clow. He be fworneof that, Sombody \S.z\AeA me a heate,and that I 
 felt, but Maifter, why doe you goe thus out of fafhion ; you are euen 
 a very hoddy doddy, all breech, 
 
 Nobod. And no body. But if my breeches had as much cloth in 
 them, as euer was drawne betwixt Kendall and Canning flreet, they 
 were fcarce great enough to hold all the wrongs that I muft pocket : 
 Fie, fie, how I am flaunderd through the world. 
 Nobody keepes tall fellowes at his heeles. 
 Yet if you meete a crew of rogues and beggars, 
 Aske who they ferue, theile aunfwere Nobody. 
 Your Caualiers and fwaggerers bout the towne. 
 That dominere in Tauerns, fweare and ftare, 
 Vrge them vpon fome termes, theile turne their malice 
 To me, and fay theile fight with Nobody, 
 Or if they fight, and Nobody by chaunce 
 Come in to part them, I am fure to pay for it, 
 And Nobody be hurt when they fcape fcotfree : 
 And not the daflardfl coward in the world 
 But dares about with me. What fhall I doe.? 
 
 Somb. Doe what thou wilt, before we end this ftrife, 
 He make thee tenne times weary of thy life. 
 
 Clown. But doe you heare Maifter, when I haue feru'd you a yere 
 or two, who Ihall pay me my wages.' 
 
 Nobo. Why Nobody. 
 
 C. Clowne 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Qlowne. Indeede if I ferue Nobody, Nobody muft pay me my wa- 
 ges, therefore He euen feeke out Sombody or other, to get me 
 a newe feruice; but the beft is Maifter if you runne away, 
 you are eafie to be found againe, 
 Nobod. Why fo fir? 
 
 Clowne. Mary aske a deafe man whom hee heares, heele ftraight 
 fay Nobody, aske the blindeft beetle that is whom hee fees, 
 and heele aunfwere, Nobodie, hee that neuer faw in his life 
 can fee you, though you were as little as a moate, and hee 
 that neuer heard, can heare you, though you treade as foft- 
 lie as a Moufe, therefore I fhall be fure neuer to loofe you. 
 Befides, you haue one commoditie Maifter, which none 
 hath befides you, if you fhould loue the moft fickle & in- 
 conflants wench that is in the world, fheele be true to No- 
 body, therefore conftant to you. 
 Nobod. And thou fayed true in that my honeft feruaunt, 
 
 Befides, I am in great efpeciall grace 
 
 With the King Archigallo that now raignes 
 
 In tiranny, and ftrange mifgouerment. 
 
 Nobody loues him, and he loues Nobody. 
 
 But that which moft torments my troubled foule, 
 
 My name is made mere oppofite to vertue. 
 
 For he is onely held peacefuU and quiet, 
 
 That quarrels, brawles, and fights with Nobody, 
 
 He's honeft held that lies with Nobodies wife. 
 
 And he that hurts and iniures Nobody, 
 
 All the world faies, ey thats a vertuous man. 
 
 And though a man haue doone a thoufand mifchiefes, 
 
 And come to proue the forfeit made to law. 
 
 If he can proue he hath wrong'd Nobody, 
 
 No man can touch his life. This makes me mad. 
 
 This makes me leaue the place where I was bred. 
 
 And thoufand times a day to wifh me dead. 
 
 Somb. And He purfue thee where fo ere thou flieft. 
 
 Nor fhalt thou reft in England till thou dieft. 
 
 Clowne 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Clowne. Maifter, I would wifli you to leaue the Country, and 
 fee what good entertainement you wil haue in the Cittie, I 
 do not think but there you will be moft kindly refpe6led, 
 I haue been there in my youth, there's Hofpitalitie, & you 
 talke of Hofpitalitie, and they talke of you bomination to 
 fee : for there Maifter come to them as often as you will, 
 foure times a day, and theyle make Nobody drinke, they 
 loue to haue Nobody trouble them, and without good fe- 
 curitie they will lend Nobody mony. Come into Birchin 
 Lane, theyle giue Nobody a fute, chufe where hee lift ; goe 
 into Cheapefide, and Nobody may take vp as much plate 
 as he can carrie. 
 Nobod. Then He to London, for the Country tires me 
 With exclamations, and with open wrongs, 
 Sith in the Cittie they affefb me fo. 
 
 Clowne. O Maifter, there I am fure Nobody may haue anie thing 
 without mony, Nobody may come out of the Tauerne without pay- 
 ing his reckoning at his pleafure. 
 
 Enter a mmi meeting his wife. 
 Nobody. Thats better then the Country. Who comes heere? 
 Man Minion, where haue you been all this night? 
 Wife Why doe you aske husband ? 
 Man Becaufe I would know wife. 
 Wife. I haue beene with Nobody. 
 Nobod. Tis a lie good man, beleeue her not, fhee was not with 
 
 mee. 
 Man And who hath layne with you to night? 
 Wife Lye with mee, why Nobody. 
 
 Nobod. Oh monftrous, they would make me a whore-maifter. 
 Man Well, I doe not thinke but Sombody hath been with you. 
 Sombo. Sombody was indeed. 
 
 Wife. Gods life husband^ you doe me wrong, I lay with Nobody. 
 Man. Well minion, though Nobody beare the blame, 
 Vfe it no more, leaft Sombody bide the fhame. 
 Nobod. I will endure no longer in this Clymate 
 
 C2 It 
 
Nobody, 
 
 It is fo full of flaunders, He to the Cittie, 
 And there performe the deedes of charitie. 
 
 Enter the 2 man and a prentice. 
 
 2 Man. Now you rafcall, who haue you beene withall at the ale- 
 
 Prent. Sooth I was with Nobody. (houfe? 
 
 Nobod. Not with me. 
 
 2 Man. And who was drunke there with you? 
 
 Prent. Sooth Nobody was drunke with me. 
 
 Nobod. O intollerable.' they would make me a drunkard to, 
 I cannot indure any longer, I muft hence, 
 No patience with fuch fcandals can difpence. 
 
 2 Man. Well firra, if I take you fo againe, He fo belabour you : 
 
 neighbour good morrow. 
 
 1 Man. Good morrow, 
 
 2 Man You are fad me thinkes, 
 
 1 Man Faith fir I haue caufe, I haue lent a friend of mine a hun- 
 dred pounde, and haue Nobodyes worde for the payment, bill, nor 
 bond, nor any thing to fhew. 
 
 2 Man. Haue you Nobodies worde, He affure you that Nobo- 
 
 die is a good man, a good man I affure you neighbor, Nobo- 
 die will keepe his worde, Nobodies worde is as good as his 
 bond. 
 I Man Ey, fay you fo, nay then lets drinke downe forrow, 
 If none would lend, then Nobody fhould borrow. 
 
 Nobody Yet there's one keepes a good tongue in his head, 
 That can giue Nobody a good report, 
 
 1 am beholding to him for his praife : 
 
 But fmce my man fo much commends the Cittie, 
 
 He thether, and to purchafe me a name, 
 
 Take a large houfe of infinite receipt, 
 
 There keepe a table for all good fpirits, 
 
 And all the chimneyes fhall caft fmoake at once; 
 
 There He giue fchollers penfions, Poets gold, 
 
 Arts their deferts, Philofophy due praife, 
 
 Lear- 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Learning his merrit, and all worth his meede. 
 
 There He releafe poore prifoners from their dungeons, 
 
 Pay Creditors the debts of other men, 
 
 And get my felfe a name mongft Cittizens, 
 
 That after times pertakers of all blifle, 
 
 May thus record. Nobody did all this. 
 
 Country farewell, whofe flaunderous tongues I flie, 
 
 The Cittie now fhall lift my name on hie. 
 
 Sombody Whether He follow thee with Swallowes wings, 
 And nimble expedition, there to raife 
 New brawles and rumors to eclipfe thy praife. 
 Thofe fubtile, flie infmuating fellowes 
 Whom Sombody hath fent into the country, 
 To rack, tranfport, extort, and to oppreffe, 
 Will I call home, and all their wits employ 
 Againft this publique Benefaftor, knowne 
 Honeft, for all the rumors by vs fowne. 
 But howfoeuer, I am fworne his foe, 
 And oppofite to all his meriting deedes, 
 This way muft doe, though my deuining thoughts 
 This augurie amidfts their changes haue, 
 That Sombody will at length be proou'd a knaue. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter Queene, Sicophant, and Lady Elidure 
 feuerallie. 
 
 Sicoph. Good day to you both faire Ladies, 
 But fairefl: of them both my gratious Queene, 
 Good day to your high Maieflie, and madam 
 The royall Lady of great Elidure, 
 My Soueraignes brother, vnto you I wifli 
 This morning prooue as gracious and as good. 
 
 Queene Thofe greetings from the Lady Elidure 
 Would pleafingly found in our princely eares. 
 
 Lady Such greetings from great Archigalloes queene 
 
 C 3 Would 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Would be moft gratious to our princely eare. 
 
 Queene. What no good morrow and our grace fo neere. 
 Reach me my gloue. 
 
 Lady. Whom fpeakes this woman to? 
 
 Qtieene. Why to my fubieft, to my waiting maid, 
 Am not I mightie Archigalloes queene? 
 Is not my Lord the royall Englifli King, 
 Thy husband and thy felfe my feruitors? 
 
 Lady Is my Coach ready, where are all my men 
 That fhould attend vpon our awfull frowne, 
 What not one neere ? 
 
 Queen. Minion, my gloue. 
 
 Sicoph. Madam, her highnes gloue. 
 
 Lady. My fcarfe is falne, one of you reach it vp. 
 
 Queene. You heare me. 
 
 Lady Painted Maieftie be gone, 
 
 I am not to be countercheckt by any. 
 
 Quee. Shall I beare this? 
 
 Sicoph. Be patient, I will fchoole her. 
 Your excellence greatly forgets your felfe 
 To be fo dutileffe vnto the Queene, 
 I haue feene the world, I know what tis to obey, 
 And to commaund. What if it pleafe the Queene 
 That you her fubieft fhould attend on her, 
 And take her gloue vp, is it meete that I 
 Should ftoope for yours? You're proud, fie, fie, you're proud. 
 This muft not be twixt fuch two royall fifters 
 As you by marriage are ; goe to fubmit, 
 Her Maieftie is eafie to forgiue. 
 
 Lady. Sawcie Lord forbeare, there's for your exhortation. 
 
 Queene. I cannot beare this, tis infufferable, 
 He to the King, and if he faue thy life 
 He fhall haue mine: madnes and wrath attend. 
 My thoughts are leueld at a bloody end. Exit. 
 
 Lady. Shee's fhadow, 
 
 We 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 We the true fubftance are : follow her thofe 
 That to our greatneffe dare themfelues oppofe. 
 
 Enter Cornwell, Martianus, Morgan and 
 Malgo. 
 
 Qornw. Helth to your Ladifhip, I would fay Queene 
 If I might haue my minde, bir lady Ladie. 
 
 Mart. I had a fute vnto the King with this Lord 
 For the great office of high Senefhall, 
 Becaufe of our good feruice to the ftate, 
 But he in fcorne, as he doth euery thing, 
 Hath tane it from vs both, and gin't a foole. 
 
 Morg. To a Sicophant, a courtly parafite. 
 
 Sicoph. Beare witnes Madam, He goe tell the King 
 That they fpeake treafon. 
 
 Malgo. Paffe vpon our fwords, 
 You old exchecker of all flatterie, 
 I tell thee Archigallo fhall be depofd. 
 And thou difroab'd of all thy dignitie. 
 
 Sicoph. I hope not fo. 
 
 (^ornw. See heere the Counfels hands, 
 Subfcrib'd to Archigallos ouerthrow. 
 The names of fixteene royall Englifh Peeres, 
 loynd in a league that is inviolate. 
 And nothing wants but Elidurus grant 
 To accept the kingdome when the deede is done. 
 
 Sicoph. Nay then He take your parts, and ioyne with you. 
 
 Mart. We will not haue a Clawbacks hand comixt 
 With fuch heroick peeres. 
 
 Sicoph. I hope my Lady 
 Is not of their minds. My mofi: gratious Queene, 
 What I did fpeake in reprehenfiue fort. 
 Was more becaufe her Maieftie was prefent 
 Then any offence of yours, and fo efteeme it, 
 God knowes I loue your highnes, and thefe Lords. 
 
 Lady 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Lady Which of you will perfwade my Elidure 
 To take vpon him Englands royaltie. 
 
 Mart. Madam, we all haue fo importund him, 
 Laying vnto his iudgement euery thing 
 That might attrafl: his fences to the crowne, 
 But he froft braind will not be obtaind 
 To take vpon him this Realmes gouernment. 
 
 Malg. Hee is the verie foule of lenitie. 
 If euer moderation liu'd in any, 
 Your Lord with that rich vertue is poffeft. 
 
 Lady This mildnes in him makes me fo defpifd 
 By the proude Queene, and by her fauourits. 
 
 Enter Elidure. 
 
 Cornw. See maddam where he comes reading a booke. 
 
 Lady My Lord and husband, with your leaue this booke 
 Is fitter for an Vniuerfitie 
 Then to be lookt on, and the Crowne fo neere; 
 You know thefe Lords for tyrannic haue fworne 
 To banifh Archigallo from the throne. 
 And to inveft you in the royaltie : 
 Will you not thanke them, and with bounteous hands 
 Sprinckle their greatnes with the names of Earles, 
 Dukes, Marqueffes, and other higher termes. 
 
 Elid. My deereft loue, the effence of my foule, 
 And you my honord Lords, the fute you make, 
 Though it be iuft for many wrongs impofd, 
 Yet vnto me it feemes an iniurie. 
 What is my greatnes by my brothers fall, 
 But like a ftarued body nourifhed 
 With the deftruftion of the other lymbes. 
 Innumerable are the griefes that waite 
 On horded treafures, then much more on Crownes; 
 The middle path, the golden meane for me, 
 Leaue me obedience, take you Maieftie. 
 
 Lady 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Lady. Why this is worfer to my lofty minde, 
 Then the late checks giuen by the angry Queene. 
 
 Corn. If you refufe it, knowe we are determined 
 To lay it elfewhere. 
 
 Lady. On your younger brother, 
 And then no doubt we fhall be awde indeed. 
 When the ambition of the elders wife, 
 Can fcarfly giue our patience any bounds : 
 England is ficke of pride and tirrany. 
 And in thy goodnes only to be curde. 
 Thou art cald foorth amongfl a thoufand men. 
 To minifter this foueraigne Ancidote, 
 To amend thy brothers crueltie with loue. 
 And if thou wilt not from opprefsion free 
 Thy natiue Country, thou art vilde as he. 
 
 Elid. I had rather ftay his leafure to amend. 
 
 Lady. Men, heauen, gods, deuills, what power fhould I invoke. 
 To fafliion him a new: thunder come downe, 
 Crowne me with ruine, fince not with a Crowne. 
 
 Cornw. Long life vnto the Kingly Elidure, 
 Trumpets proclaime it whether he will or no. 
 
 Lady. For that conceit Lords, you haue wonne my hart, 
 In his defpight let him be flraight waies Crownd, 
 That I may triumphe whilft the trumpets found. 
 
 Elid. Carry me to my graue, not to a Throne. 
 
 Lady. Helpe Lords to feate him, nay helpe euery one : 
 So fhould the Maieftie of England fit, 
 Whilft we in like flate doe affociate him. 
 
 Elid. Neuer did any leffe defire to raigne 
 Then I, heauen knowes this greatnes is my paine. 
 
 Lady. Paine me in this fort great Lords euery day, 
 Tis fweete to rule. 
 
 Elid. Tis fweeter to obay. 
 
 Cornw. Liue King of England long and happily, 
 As long and happily your Highnes liue. 
 
 D. Lady. 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Lady. We thanke you Lords, now call in the depofd, 
 Him and his proud Queene, bring vnto our fight, 
 That in her wrongs we may haue our delight. 
 
 Enter A rchigallo, and his Queene bound. 
 Archi. Betrayd, tane prifoner, and by thofe that owe 
 To me their duty, and allegiance: 
 My brother the vfijrper of the Crowne, 
 Oh this is monftrous, moft infiififerable. 
 
 Elid. Good brother grieue not, tis againft my will, 
 That I am made a King, pray take my place, 
 I had rather be your fijlaieft then your Lord. 
 
 Lady. So had not I, fit fl:ill my gracious Lord, 
 Whilft I looke through this Tyrant with a ft-owne, 
 Minion reach vp my gloue. 
 
 Queene. Thinkft thou becaufe 
 Thy husband can diffemble piety. 
 And therein hath depofd my royall Lord, 
 That I am leffer in eftate then Queene.'' 
 No thine owne anfwere lately giuen to me, 
 I thus reuet, ftoope thou proud Queene for me. 
 
 Sicoph. Na.y, then as I did lately to her Highnes, 
 I mufl admonifh you, diefbed Lady 
 You doe forget your felfe, and where you are. 
 Duty is debt, and it is fit fince now 
 You are a fubieft, to beare humble thoughts: 
 Follow my counfell Lady and fubmit. 
 Her Maieftie no doubt will pardon it. 
 
 Queene. Theres for your paines. 
 
 Sicoph. Which way fo ere I goe, 
 I haue it heere, whether it ebbe or flowe. 
 
 Lady. That pride of thine fhall be thy ouerthrowe. 
 And thus I fentence them. 
 
 Elid. Leaue that to me.? 
 
 Lady. No your are too mild, iudgment belongs to me : 
 
 Thou 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Thou Archigallo for thy tirranie, 
 For euer be excluded from all rule, 
 And from thy life. 
 
 Elid. Not from his life I pray. 
 
 Lady. He vnto whom the greateft wrongs are done, 
 Difpatch him quickly. 
 
 Morg, That will I. 
 
 Maglo. Or I. 
 
 Elid, And therein Lords effefl my tragedie. 
 
 Lady. Why ftrike you not, oh.tis a dangerous thing, 
 To haue a liuing fubieft of a King: 
 Much treafon may be wrought, when in his death, 
 Our fafty is fecur'd. 
 
 Elid. Banifh him rather, oh fweete fpare his life. 
 He is my brother. 
 
 Archi. Crownd, and pray thy wife, 
 
 Elid. Oh brother, if you roughly fpeake, I knowe 
 There is no hope but your fure ouerthrowe, 
 Pray be not angry with me for my loue: 
 To banifhment fmce it muft needes be fo. 
 His life I giue him whofoere faies no. 
 
 Lady. What and his Ladies to. 
 
 Elid. I hers and all. 
 
 Lady. But He not haue you banifht with the King, 
 No Minion no, fince you muft liue, be affur'd 
 He make thee meaneft of my waiting Maides. 
 
 Queene. I fcorne thy pride. 
 
 Archi. Farewell deceiuing ftate. 
 Pride making Crowne, my deereft wife farewell : 
 I haue beene a Tyrant, and He be fo ftill. Exit. 
 
 Elid. Alas my brother. 
 
 Lady. Dry vp childifh teares. 
 And to thefe Lords that haue inuefted you, 
 Giue gracious lookes, and honorable deedes. 
 
 Elid. Giue them my Crowne, oh giue them all I haue, 
 
 D2 Thy 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Thy Throne I reckon but a glorious graue. 
 
 Lady. Then from my felfe thefe dignities receiue, 
 The I land wrefted from you I reftore, 
 See it be giuen them backe Lord Sicophant. 
 The office of hie Senefchall bereft you, 
 My Lord of Cornwell to your grace we giue. 
 You Martianus be our Treafurer, 
 And if we find you faithfull, be afTur'd 
 You fhall not want preferment at our hands. 
 Meane time this office we impofe on you, 
 Be Tutor to this Lady, and her pride 
 With your learnd principles whereof you are full 
 Turne to humility, or vex her foule, 
 
 Queene. Torment on torment, tutord by a foole. 
 
 Sicoph. Madam, it is her Highnes will be pleaf'd. 
 
 Lady. Young Peridurus and Vigenius, Lords 
 Releafe from prifon, and becaufe your King, 
 Is mightely affefted vnto Yorke, 
 Thether difmiffe the Court incontinent. 
 
 Sicoph. Shall it be fo my Liedge. 
 
 Lady. Are not we King. 
 His filence faies it, and what we ordaine. 
 Who dares make queftion of: this day for euer 
 Thorough our raigne beheld a fefliuall: 
 And tryumphe Lords that England is fet free, 
 From a vild tyrant and his crueltie.' 
 
 Elid. On to our funerall, tis no matter where, 
 I fmne I knowe in fuffering pride fo neere. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter Nobody, and the Clowne. 
 Nobody. Ahem boy. Nobody is found yet for all his troubles. 
 Clow. And fo is Nobodies man for all his whipping, but Maifter 
 we are nowe in the Citty, wald about from flaunder, there can- 
 not a lie come in but it muft runne thorough bricke, or get the 
 goodwill of the warders, whofe browne bills looke blew vppon 
 
 all 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 all paffengers. 
 
 Nobody. O this Citty, if Nobody Hue to be as old againe, be it 
 fpoken in fecret, He haue fenft about with a wall of braffe. 
 
 Clowne. Of Nobodies making, that will be rare. 
 
 Nobody. He bring the Terns through the middle of it, empty 
 Moore-ditch at my owne charge, and build vp Paules-fteple 
 ■without a colleftion. I fee not what becomes of thefe collftions. 
 
 Clowne. Why Nobody receaues them. 
 
 Nobody. I knaue.' 
 
 Clowne. You knaue: or as the world goes. Somebody receiues 
 all, and Nobody is blamd for it. 
 
 Nobody. But is it rumord fo thorough out the Citty. 
 
 Clowne. Doe not you knowe that? theres not an orphants por- 
 tion loft out of the Chamber, but Nobody has got it, no Corne 
 tranfported without warrant, but Nobody has donne it, no goods 
 ftolner but by Nobody, no extortion without Nobody : and but 
 that truth will come to light, fewe wenches got with child, but 
 with Nobody. 
 
 Nobody. Nay thats by Somebody. 
 
 Clowne. I thinke Somebody had a hand in't, but Nobody fome- 
 times paies for the nurfmg of it. 
 
 Nobody. Indeede I haue taken into my charge many a poore 
 infant left to the almes of the wideworld, I haue helpt many a ver- 
 tuous maide to a good husband, & nere defird her maiden-head: 
 redeemed many Gentlemens lands, that haue thankt Nobody for 
 it, built Peft-houfes, and other places of retirement in the ficknes 
 time for the good of the Cittie, and yet Nobody cannot get a good 
 word for his labor. 
 
 Clowne. Tis a mad world Maifter. 
 
 Nobody. Yet this mad world fhall not make me mad, I am 
 All fpirit. Nobody let them grieue, 
 That fcrape for wealth I will the poore relieue. 
 Where are the Maifters of the feuerall prifons: 
 Within and neere adioyning to the Citty, 
 That I may fpred my charity abroad. 
 
 Clowne. Heere they be Sir. 
 
 D 3 Enter 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Enter three or foure. 
 Nobody. Welcome Gentlemen : 
 You are they that make poore men houfliolders 
 Againft their wills, and yet doe them no wrong/ 
 You haue the aftions, and the cafes of your fides, 
 Whilft your Tenants in comon, want money to fill them. 
 How many Gentlemen of leffe reuenewes then Nobody, 
 Lie in your Knights ward, for want of maintenance. 
 
 1 I am Sir a Keeper of the Counter, arid there are in our wards 
 aboue a hundred poore prifoners, that are like nere to come foorth 
 without fatisfa6lion. 
 
 Nobody. But Nobody will be their benefafl:or. What in yours. 
 
 2 As many as in the other prifon. 
 
 Nobody. Theres to releafe them. What in yours. 
 
 3 Double the number, and in the Gayle. 
 
 Nobody. Talke not of the Gayle, tis full of limetwigs, lifts, and 
 pickpockets. 
 
 1 Is it your pleafure Sir to free them all. 
 Nobody. All that lie in for debt. 
 
 2 Ten thoufand pound, and ten to that will not doe it. 
 Nobody. Nobody Sir will giue a hundred thoufand. 
 
 Ten hundred thouland, Nobody will not haue a prifoner, 
 Becaufe they all Ihall pray for Nobody. 
 
 Clowne. Tis great pitty my Maifter \\.2&Nobody, and fo kind a hart. 
 
 A noife within. Follow, follow, follow. 
 Nobody. What outcries that? 
 
 Enter Somebody, with two or three. 
 Somebody. That is the gallant, apprehend him flraight, 
 Tis he that fowes fedition in the Land, 
 Vnder the couler of being charitable. 
 When fearch is made for fuch in euery Inne, 
 Though I haue feene them houfd, the Chamberlaine 
 
 For 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 For gold will anfwere there is Nobody: 
 He for all bankrouts is a common baile, 
 And when the execution fhould be ferud 
 Vpon the fureties, they find Nobody : 
 In priuate houfes who fo apt to lie, 
 As thofe that haue beene taught by Nobody, 
 Seruants forgetful! of their Maifters friends. 
 Being askt how many were to fpeake with him 
 Whilft he was abfent, they fay Nobody, 
 Nobody breakes more glaffes in a houfe, 
 Then all his wealth hath power to fatisfie: 
 If you will free this Citty then from fhame, 
 Seafe Nobody, and let him beare the blame. 
 
 Const. L,a.y hold vpon him. 
 
 Nobody. What on Nobody, giue me my fword, my morglay, 
 My friends, you that doe know how innocent I am. 
 Draw in my quarrell, fuccor iVobody, 
 What Nobody, but Nobody remaining. 
 
 Clowne. Yes Maifter, I Nobodies man. 
 
 Nobody. Stand to me nobly then, and feare them not, 
 Thy Maifter Nobody, can take no wounds, 
 iVobody is no coward, iVbbody 
 Dares fight withall the world. 
 
 Somb. Vpon them then. 
 
 A fight betwixt Somebody and Nobody, 
 Nobody efcapes. 
 What has he fcapt vs. 
 
 Const. He is gone my Lord. 
 
 Somb. It fhall be thus, now you haue feene his fliape. 
 Let him be ftraight imprinted to the life: 
 His pifture fhall be fet on euery ftall, 
 And proclamation made, that he that takes him. 
 Shall haue a hundred pounds of Sombody, 
 Country and Citty, I (hall thus fet free, 
 
 And 
 
Nobody, 
 
 And haue more roome to worke my villanie. Exeunt. 
 
 Nobody. What are they gonne, then Citty now adew, 
 Since I haue taken fuch great iniury, 
 For my good life within thy gouernment: 
 iVo more will Nobody be charitable, 
 No more will Nobody relieue the poore, 
 Honor your Lord, and Maifter Somebody, 
 For Somebody is he that wrongs you all. 
 He to the Court the changing of the ayre. 
 May peraduenture change my iniuries; 
 And if I fpeede no better being there, 
 Yet fay that Nobody liu'd euery where. Exit. 
 
 Enter Archigallo. 
 Archi. I was a King, but now I am flaue. 
 How happie were I in this bafe eftate. 
 If I had netier tailed royaltie: 
 But the remembrance that I was a King, 
 Vnfeafons the Content of pouertie, 
 I heare the hunters muficke, heere He lie, 
 To keepe me out of fight till they paffe by. 
 
 Enter Morgan, and Malgo. 
 
 Morgan. The flag is bearded, come my Lord 
 Shall we to horfe and fingle him againe. 
 
 Malgo. Content, the King will chafe, the day is fpent 
 And we haue kild no game, to horfe, away. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter Elidure. 
 Elid. Hearded, goe fmgle him, or couple ftraight. 
 He will not fall to day, what fellowes this. 
 Archi. I am a man. 
 Elid. A baniflit man I thinke, 
 My brother Archigallo, ift not fo. 
 
 Archi. Tis fo, I am thy brother Elidure, 
 
 All 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 All that thou haft is mine, the Crowne is mine, 
 Thy royaltie is mine; thefe hunting pleafures 
 Thou dooft vfurpe : ambitious Elidure 
 I was a King. 
 
 Elidu. And I may be a wretch : poore Archigallo, 
 The fight of thee that wert my Soueraigne, 
 In this eftate, drawes riuers from mine eyes. 
 Will you be king againe.' if they agree 
 He redeliuer all my royaltie, 
 Saue what a fecond brother and a fubieft 
 Keepes in an humble bofome, for I fweare 
 The Crowne is yours that Elidure doth weare. 
 
 Arch. Then giue it me; vfe not the common fleights. 
 To pittie one, and keepe away his right. 
 Seeft thou thefe ragges, doe they become my perfon.' 
 
 Elidure, take pittie on my ftate. 
 Let me not ftill Hue thus infortunate. 
 
 Elidu. Alas, if pittie could procure your good, 
 Infteed of water, Ide weepe teares of blood 
 To expreffe both loue and pittie : fay deere brother 
 
 1 fhould vncrowne my felfe, the angry Peeres 
 Will neuer let me reach the imperiall wreathe 
 To Archigalloes head. There's ancient Cornwell, 
 Stout Martianus, Morgan, and bold Malgo, 
 From whom you tooke the pleafant Southeme He, 
 Will neuer kneele to you : what fhould I fay, 
 Your tirannie was caufe of your decay. 
 
 Arch. What fUall I die then.' welcome be that fate 
 Rather then ftill Hue in this wretched ftate. 
 
 Enter Qornwell, Martianus, Morgan and 
 Malgo. 
 Corn. Yonders the King; my foueraigne you haue loft 
 The fall of a braue ftagge, he's dead my Hedge. 
 What fellowes this.' 
 
 E. Elidu, 
 
, Nobody, 
 
 Elidu. Knoweft him not Cariiwejl? 
 
 Corn. No my Hedge not I. 
 
 Arch. I am thy King. 
 
 Elid. Tis Archigallo man. 
 
 Corn. Thou art no king of mine, thou art a traytor, 
 Thy life is forfeit by thy ftay in Brittaine. 
 Wert thou not baniflit? 
 
 Elidu. Noble Cornwell,fpe?ike. 
 More gently, or my piteous hart will breake, 
 Lord Martianus, Morgan^ and the reil, 
 I am a wearie of my gouernment, 
 And willinglie refigne it to my brother. 
 
 Mart. Your brother was a tyrant, and my knee 
 Shall neuer bow to wrong and tirannie. 
 
 Elid. Yet looke vpon his mifery, his teares 
 Argue repentance; thinke not honourd Lords 
 The feare of dangers waiting on my Crowne 
 Makes me fo willing to refigne the fame, 
 For I am lou'd I kno\v, but iuftiee bids 
 I make a refignation, tis his righti 
 My calls but vfurpation. 
 
 Qorn. Elidure, 
 If you are wearie of your gouernment, 
 Wele fet the Crowne vpon a ftrangers head 
 Rather then Archigallo, Harke ye Lords, 
 Shall we make him our King we did depofe, 
 So might our heads be chopt.of, He loofe mine 
 Ere my poore Country fhall endure fuch wrongs. 
 As that iniurious tyrant plagues her with, 
 
 Mor. Keepe ftill your Crowne my Liedge, happy is Brittaine 
 Vnder the gouernment of Elidure. 
 
 Arch. Let it be fo. 
 Death is the happy period of all woe. 
 The wretch thats torne vpon the torturing wrack, 
 Feeles not more deuilifh torment then my hart. 
 
 When 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 When I but call to minde my tirannie, 
 
 I record heauen my Lords, my brothers fight, 
 
 The pittie that he takes of my diftreffe, 
 
 Your loue and true allegiance vnto him. 
 
 Hath wrought in me a reconciled fpirit, 
 
 I doe confeffe my finne, and freely fay, 
 
 I did deferue to be depofd. 
 
 Elidu. Alas good Prince, my honorable Lords, 
 Be not flint-harted, pitty Archigallo, 
 I know his penitentiall words proceede 
 From a remorcefuU fpirit, He ingage 
 My life vpon his righteous gouernment. 
 Good Cornwell, gentle Martianus, fpeake, 
 Shall Archigallo be your king againe? 
 
 Arch. By heauen I not defire it. 
 
 Elidu. See my Lords, 
 Hee's not ambitious, as thou lou'ft me Cornwell, 
 As thou didft loue our Father, let his fonne 
 Be righted, giue him backe the gouernment 
 You tooke from him. 
 
 Corn. What fhould I fay.? faith I fhall fall a weeping: 
 Therefore fpeake you. 
 
 Elid. Lord Martianus fpeake. 
 
 Mart. What fay thefe Lords that haue been wrongd by him. 
 
 Elidu. Morgan and Malgo, all I haue in Brittaine 
 Shall be ingag'd to you, that Archigallo 
 Will neuer more oppreffe you, nor impofe 
 Wrong on the meaneft fubieft in the Land. 
 
 Morg. Then weele embrace his gouernment. 
 
 Elidu. Saies Malgo (o? 
 
 Malg. I doe my Lord. 
 
 Elidu. What faies Martianus? 
 
 Mart. Faith as my Lord of Cornwell 
 
 Corn. I fay that I am forry he was bad, 
 And now am glad hee's chang'd; his wickednes 
 
 E2 We 
 
Nobody, 
 
 We puniflit, and his goodnes there's great reafon 
 Should be rewarded; therefore Lords fet on 
 To Yorke then, to his Coronation. 
 
 Elidu. Then happie Elidurus, happie day 
 That takes from me a kingdomes cares away. 
 
 Arch. And happie Archigallo that haue rangd 
 From fm, to fin, and now at laft am changd. 
 My Lords and friends, the wrongs that you haue feene 
 In me, my future vertues fhall redeeme. 
 Come gentle brother, pittie that fhould reft 
 In women moft, is harbor'd in thy breft. Exeunt. 
 
 ■ Enter Queene, Lady Elidure, and Flatterer. 
 
 Lady Come hau.e you done your taske, now doe you fee 
 What tis to be fo proude of Maieftie, 
 We muft take vp your gloue, and not be thought 
 Worthy the name of Sifter, thus you minx 
 lie teach you ply your worke, and thanke me to, 
 This paines will be your owne another day. 
 
 Queene. Infulting, ouer-proude, ambitious woman, 
 Queene I difdaine to call thee, thou dooft wrong 
 Thy brothers wife, indeede thy Kings efpoufd, 
 And mauger all thy tyrannic I fweare, 
 Rather then ftill Hue thus, He perrifti heere. 
 
 Sicoph. You are not wife, deiefted as you are 
 To bandie braues againft her Maieftie, 
 You muft confider you are now her fubieft, 
 Your tongue is bounded by the awe of dutie. 
 Fie, fie, I needes muft chide you, fince I fee 
 You are fo fawcie with her foueraigntie. 
 
 Queene. Time was bafe fpaniell thou didft fawne as much 
 On me, as now thou ftriueft to flatter her: 
 O God, that one borne noble fhould be fo bafe. 
 His generous blood to fcandall all his race. 
 
 Lady My Lord, if fhe continue thefe proude termes. 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 I giue you libertie to punifh her. 
 
 He not maintaine my prifoner and my flaue 
 
 To raile gainft any one that honours me. 
 
 Enter Morgan and Malgo. 
 
 Morg. Health to the Queene, and happines to her 
 That muft change ftates with you, and once more raigne 
 Queene of this Land. 
 
 Queene Speake that againe, 6 I will bleffe my fate, 
 If once more I fupply my former ftate. 
 
 Malgo. Long may your highnes Hue, your banifht Lord 
 Is by his brother Elidurus feated 
 Once more in Britaines throne. 
 
 Lady O I could teare my haire, bafe Elidure 
 To wrong himfelfe, and make a flaue of me. 
 
 Queene Now minion, He cry quittance with your pride, 
 And make you ftoope at our imperiall fide. 
 But tell me Morgan by what accident 
 You met with my beloued Arckigallo? 
 
 Morg. Euen in the woods where we did hunt the ftagge, 
 There did the tender harted Elidure 
 Meete his diftreffed Brother, and fo wrought 
 By his importunate fpeech with all his Peeres, 
 That after much deniall, yet at laft 
 They yeelded their allegiance to your Lord, 
 Whom now we muft acknowledge our dread King, 
 And you our princelie Queene. 
 
 Lady Thou Screchowle, Rauen, vglie throated flaue, 
 Theres for thy newes. 
 
 Queene Reftraine her good my Lord. 
 
 Sicoph. Fie madam fie, fore God you are too blame 
 In prefence of my foueraigne ladie Queene 
 To be thus rude, it would become you better 
 To fhew more dutie to her Maieftie. 
 
 Lady. O monftrous, was not I thy Queene but now. 
 
 E 3. Sicop. 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Sicoph. Yes, when your husband was my King you were. 
 But now the ftreame is turnd, and the States currant, 
 Runnes all to Archigallo, blame not mee, 
 Wifedome nere lou'd declined Maieftie. 
 
 Enter Archigallo crownd, Elidure, Peridure, Vi^enius, 
 
 Cornwell, Martianus, and 
 
 others. 
 
 Queene. Welcome from banifhment my louing Lord, 
 Your kinglie prefence wraps my foule to heauen. 
 
 Arch. To heauen, and my kind brother Elidtfre, 
 Faire Queene we owe chiefe thanks for this our greatnes. 
 Next them, thefe honourable Lords. 
 
 (^orn. Great Queene, 
 Once more the tribute of our bended knees 
 We pay to you, and humbly kiffe your hand. 
 
 Mart. So doth Martianus. 
 
 Perid. And I. 
 
 Vige. And L 
 
 Queene. Our brothers, by how much that name exceedes 
 The name of Lord, fo much the more this dutie 
 Deferues requitall, thanks both, and thanks to all. 
 
 Arch. Set on there. Exeunt all but Lady & Sicophant 
 
 Sicoph. Madam, you are not wife to grieue at that 
 Heauen hath decreed, and the ftate yeelded to. 
 No doubt her Maieftie will vfe you well. 
 
 Lady Well faieft thou : no I looke that flie fhould treble 
 All the difgraces I haue layd on her. 
 I ftiall turne Laundreffe now, and learne to ftarch. 
 And fet and poke, and pocket vp fuch bafenes 
 As neuer princeffe did : did you obferue 
 What lookes I caft at Elidure my husband.' 
 
 Sicoph. Your lookes declard the pafsion of your hart. 
 They were all fire. 
 
 Lady 
 
and Somebody. 
 
 Lady. Would they had burnt his eyes out 
 That hath eclipfd our ftate and Maieftie. 
 
 Enter Queene, Morgan, and Malgo. 
 
 Queene. Bring hether the proude wife of Elidure, 
 
 Sicop. It fliall be done. 
 
 Queene Our Ihoe ftring is vntied, ftoope minion, ftoope. 
 
 Lady He rather ftoope to death thou moone-like Queene, 
 New changd, and yet fo proude; theres thofe are made 
 For flexure, let them ftoope, thus much He doe. 
 You are my Queene, tis but a debt I owe. 
 
 Queene Bring me the worke there, I will taske you to, 
 That by the howre fpin it, I charge you doe. 
 
 Lady A diftaffe and a fpindle, fo indeed 
 I told you this, Diana be my fpeede. 
 
 Morg. Yet for his Princelie worth that made you Queene 
 Refpeft her as the wife of Elidure. 
 
 Enter Qornwell. 
 Cornw. Wheres the Queene.' 
 
 Queene What newes with Cornwell, why fo fad my Lord.' 
 Corn. Your husband on the fuddaine is falne ficke. 
 Queene. How; ficke. 
 
 Lady -Now if it be thy will, fweet bleffed heauen 
 Take him to mercie. 
 
 Quee. Doe not heare her prayers heauen I befeech thee. 
 
 Enter Martianus. 
 Mart. Madam, his highnes. 
 Queen. Is he aliue, or dead. 
 Mart. Dead madam. 
 Queene O my hart. 
 
 (Jorn, Looke to the Queene, let vs not loofe her to; 
 She breathes, ftand of, where be thofe wemen there, 
 Good Queene that ftiall be, lends a helping hand, 
 
 Helpe 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Helpe to vnlace her. 
 
 Lady. He fee her burft firft. 
 
 Queene Now as you loue me let no helping hand 
 Preferue life in me, I had rather die 
 Then loofe the title of my foueraigntie. 
 
 Lady Take backe your Diftaffe yet, wele flay our rage, 
 We will forbeare our fpleene for charitie 
 And loue vnto the dead, till you haue hearfd 
 Your husbands bones, condu6l her Lords away. 
 Our pride though eager, yet for foode fliall flay. 
 
 Sicoph. Wilt pleafe your high imperiall Maieftie 
 Commaund my feruice, I am humbly yours. 
 
 Lady We doe commaund what we well know youle doe. 
 Follow the ftronger part, and cleaue thereto. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter Elidure crownd, all the Lords and Ladies 
 attendants. 
 Elidu. Once more our royall temples are ingirt 
 With Brittaines golden wreath, all feeing heauen 
 Witnes I not defire this foueraigntie, 
 But fmce this kingdoms good, and your Decrees, 
 Haue laid this heauen loade of common care 
 On Elidure, we fhall difcharge the fame 
 To your content, I hope, and this Lands fame : 
 Our brother once interd, we will not ftay, 
 But then to Troynovant weele fpeede, away. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter two Porters. 
 
 1 Porter Come fellow Porter, now the Court is heere 
 Our gaines will flie vpon vs like a tide. 
 
 Let vs make vfe of time, and whilft theres plentie 
 Stirring in Court, Hill labour to increafe 
 The wealth which by our office we haue got. 
 
 2 Porter. Out of our large alowance we muft faue 
 Of thoufands that paffe by vs, and our office, 
 
 We 
 
and Somebody, 
 
 we will giue entertainment to No-body. 
 
 Enter No-body. 
 No-body. My name is No-body, 
 
 1. Port. You are welcome fir, ere you perufe the court, 
 Taft the kings beere, heere at the Porters lodge, 
 
 A difh of beere for maifter No-body. 
 Nobody. I thanke you fir. 
 
 2. Port. Heere maifter No-body, withall my hart, 
 A full Caroufe, and welcome to our Office. 
 
 Nobo. I thanke you fir, and were your beere terns water, 
 Yet No-body would pledge you, to you fir. 
 
 1. Port. You are a ftranger here, how in the Citty, 
 Haue you bin long in towne. 
 
 Nobo. I fir, too long, vnleffe my entertaine 
 Had bin more pleafing, for my life is fought, 
 I am a harmeleffe well difpof'd plaine man. 
 That iniure none, yet what fo ere is done 
 Amiffe in London, is impof'd on me. 
 Be it lying, fecret theft, or any thing 
 They call abufe, tis done by No-body, 
 I am purfued by all, and now am come. 
 To fee what fafety is within the Court 
 For a plaine fellow. 
 
 2. Por. Fou are welcome hether fir. 
 
 Methinkes you do looke wilde, as if you wanted fufficient 
 Sleepe. 
 
 Nobo. O do not blame me fir. 
 Being purfued I fled, comming through Poules, 
 There No-body kneeld downe to fay his prayers. 
 And was deuout I wis, comming through Fleetftreet, 
 There at a tauern doore two fwaggerers 
 Were fighting, being attacht, twas askt who gaue 
 The firft occafion, twas anfwered nobody. 
 The guilt was laid on me, which made me fly 
 To the Thems fide, defired a Waterman, 
 
 F To 
 
Nobody, 
 
 To row me thence away to Charing-troffe, 
 
 He askt me for his fare, I anfwered him 
 
 I had no money, whats your name quoth he, 
 
 I told him No-body, then he bad me welcome, 
 
 Said he would carry No-body for nothing. 
 
 From thence I went 
 
 To fee the law Courts held at Weftminfter, 
 
 There meeting with a friend, I ftraight was askt 
 
 If I had any fute, I anfwered, yes, 
 
 Marry I wanted money, fir quoth he. 
 
 For you, becaufe your name is No-body 
 
 I will follicit law, and no-body 
 
 Affure your felfe, fliall thriue by futes in Law, 
 
 I thankt him, and fo came to fee the court. 
 
 Where I am very much beholding to your kindneffe. 
 
 I. Port. And Maifter no-body you are very welcome, 
 Good fellow lead him to the Hall, 
 Will you vvalke neare the court. 
 
 nobo. I thanke you fir. Exeunt nobody and Porters. 
 
 Enter Some-body and a Bragart. 
 
 Som. Fie what a toile it is to find out nobody, 
 I haue dogd him very clofe, yet he is got into the court be- 
 fore me. 
 
 Sir you haue fworne to fight with nobody, 
 Do you flay heere, and watch at the court gate. 
 And when you meet him challenge him the field, 
 Whilft I fet Lime-twigs for him in all Offices, 
 If either you or I, but profper right, 
 He needs muft fall by policy or flight. Exit. 
 
 Brag: I would this roundman nobody would come, 
 I that profeffe much valor yet haue none, 
 Cannot but be too hard for nobody. 
 For what can be in nobody, vnlefle 
 He be fo cald becaufe he is al fpirit, 
 Or fay he be all fpirit, wanting limbes. 
 
 How 
 
and Somebody, 
 
 How can this fpirit hurt me, fure he dies, 
 
 And by his death, my fame fliall mount the skies. 
 
 Enter nobody. 
 
 nobody. By thy leaue my fweet friend, 
 Theres for thy farewell. 
 
 Brag. Stay. 
 
 nobo. Thats but one word, let two go to the bargaine if it 
 pleafe you, why fhould I ftay. 
 
 Brag. I challenge thee. (leaue. 
 
 no. I may chufe whither ile anfwer your chalenge by your 
 
 Bra. lie haue thee pifturd as thy pifture, vnles thou anfwer 
 
 no. For what fir, pray why wold you haue me printed, f me 
 
 Brag. For cowardice. 
 
 nobo. Methinkes your pifture woulde doe better for the 
 pifture of cowardice then mine fir, but pray whats your 
 
 Brag. Thou haft abufd one Some-body, (will with me. 
 
 nobo. So haue my betters abufd Som-body in their time 
 
 Brag. lie fight with thee for that. 
 no. Alas fir I am nobody at fighting, yet thus much let niee 
 tell you, nobody cannot run away, I cannot budge. 
 
 Brag. Prepare thee then, for I will fpit thy body vppon 
 this weapon. 
 
 nobo. nay by faith that you cannot, for I haue no bodye. 
 
 Brag. Thy bowels then. 
 no. Th&Y are the fairer mark a great deal, com on fir, come on 
 
 Brag. Haue at thy bellie. 
 
 nobo. You muft either hit that or nothing. 
 
 Brag. lie kill and quarter thee. 
 nobo. Youle hardly find my ioynts I think to quarter me, 
 I am fo well fed, come on fir. 
 
 Fight nobody is downe, 
 Brag, now thou art at my mercie. 
 
 no. What are you the better to haue nobody at your mercy 
 Brag. Ile kill thee now. 
 
 F2. nobody. 
 
Nobody, 
 
 Nobo. I thinke youle fooner kill me then any body, 
 But let me rife againe. 
 
 Brag. No I will let No-body rife. 
 
 Nobo. Why then let me fir, I am No-body. 
 Enter Qlowne. 
 
 Clown. How now, O fates, O heauens, is not that my M. 
 what fhall I do, be valiant, and reskue my fweet maifter, 
 Auant thou Pagan, Pug, what ere thou be, 
 Behold I come to fet thy prifoner free. 
 
 Brag. Fortune that giddy Goddeffe hath turnd her wheel, 
 I fhall be matcht, thus will I gore you both. Hold captains, 
 not Hercules himfelfe would fight with two, I yeeld. 
 
 Clown. Twas yoor beft courfe, down vaffall down, and kiffe 
 My pumpe. 
 
 Brag. Tis bafe, O bafe. 
 
 Clow. Zounds, ile naile thy lips to limbo vnleffe thou kis. 
 
 Brag. Tis done. 
 
 Nobo. Thanks honeft feruant. 
 
 Qlow. Zounds if I fay ile doet, ile doet indeed. 
 
 Nobo. For this ile carry thee into the Court, 
 Where thou fhalt fee thy Maifter No-body 
 Hath friends will bid him welcome, fo farewell, 
 
 Qlown. Farewell maifter Braggart, farewell, farewell. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 Brag. lie follow, I fhall meet with Some-body, 
 That will reuenge, ile plot and ert be long 
 lie be reuengd on No-body for this wrong. Exit. 
 
 Enter Vigenius Peridure and tlie Queene. 
 Queene. Your hopes are great faire brothers, and your 
 names, fhall if in this you be aduifd by vs. 
 Be rankt in fcroule of all the Brittifh kings. 
 Oh take vpon you this fo weighty charge. 
 To great to be difchargd by Elidure. 
 
 Vig. Deere fifter Q. how are we bound to you. 
 In neerer bonds then a fraternall league. 
 
 For 
 
and Somebody 
 
 For this your royall praftife to raife vs, 
 Vnto the height of honor and eftate, 
 Let me no longer breath a prince on earth, 
 Or thinke me woorthy of your regall blood, 
 If we imbrace not this high motion. 
 
 Perid. Imbrace it brother, we are all on fpeed, 
 My princely thought inflam'd with Ardency 
 Of this imperiall ftate, and Scepterd rule, 
 My kinglie browes, itch for a ftately Crowne, 
 This hand to beare a round Monarchal! Globe, 
 This the bright fword of luftice, and ftern aw, 
 Deere fifter you haue made me all on fire, 
 My kingly thoughts, beyond their bounds afpire. 
 
 Vig. How fhall we quit your loue, when we afcend 
 The ftate of Ely dure. 
 
 Queen. All that I craue, 
 Is but to make the imperious Queene my flaue. 
 That fhe that aboue luftice now commands. 
 May taft new thraldome at our royall hands. 
 
 Perid. The Queene is yours, the king ftialbe depof'd. 
 And fhe difgraded from all Soueraignty. 
 
 Queen. That I might Hue to fee that happy houre, 
 To haue that fterne commandreffe in my power. 
 
 Vig. She.es doomd alreadie, and at your difpofe. 
 And we prepard for fpeedy execution. 
 Of any plot that may availe our pompe, 
 Or throne vs in the ftate of Brittany. 
 
 Enter Morgan and Mallgo. 
 
 Perid. Heere comes the Lords of this pretended league, 
 How goes our hope, fpeake valiant Englifh Peeres, 
 Are we in way of Soueraignty, or ftill ftand we 
 Subiefts vnto the aw of Elidure. 
 
 Mor. Long liue the valiant brothers of the King, 
 With mutuall loue to weare the Brittijh Crowne, 
 
 Two 
 
No-body 
 
 Zwo thoufand Souldiors haue I brought from Wales, 
 to wait vpon the princely Perydure. 
 
 Malg. As many of my bold confederates 
 Haue I drawne from the South to fweare allegiance, 
 to young Vigenius. 
 
 Vig. Do but call me king, 
 the charming Spheres fo fweetly cannot fing. 
 
 Malg, To king Vigenius. 
 
 Vig. Oh but wheres our Crowne, 
 that make knees humble, when their foueraignes frowne. 
 
 Mai. King Eliduras fhall his ftate refigne. 
 
 Perid. Say Morgan fo, and Britains rule is mine. 
 
 Mor. king Peridure fhall raighe. 
 
 Perid. And fit in flate. ' : 
 
 Mor. And thoufand fubiefts on his glory waite. 
 
 Perid. Then they that lifts vs to the imperiall feate, 
 Our powers and will fhall ftudy to make great. 
 
 Vig. And thou that raifeft vs, as our beft friend; 
 Shall as we mount the like degrees afcend. 
 
 Queen. When will you giue the attempt. 
 
 Perid. Now royall filler. . . 
 
 Before the king haue notice of our plot, 
 Before the Lords that loue his gouemment. 
 Prepare their opjiofition. 
 
 Vig. Well determined. 
 And like a king in Effe, now this night, 
 Lets make a hoftile vprore in the Court, 
 Surprize the king, make ceazure of the Crowne, 
 Lay hands vpon the Counfell, lead they fcape 
 to leuy forces, thofe Lords 
 that ferue the king, and with auftere teproofes, 
 punifli the hatefuU vices of the Land, 
 Muft not awe vs, they fhall not raigne, we wil, 
 thofe that applaud vs, raife, defpife vs, kill, 
 
 Perid. I fee a kind of flate appeare already 
 In thy maieflick brow, cal in the fouldiors, 
 
 Man 
 
andSome boAy 
 
 Man the Court gates, barricade al the ftreets, 
 Defend the waies, the lands and paffages. 
 And girt the pallace with a treble wall 
 Of armed fouldiors, and in dead of night, 
 When all the peeres ly drownd in golden fleepe, 
 Sound out a fodaine and a fhrill Alarum, 
 to maze them in the midft of horrid dreames. 
 Vig. The king and Crowne is ours. 
 
 Q. The Queen I claime. 
 
 Perid. It fhal go hard, but I the fhrew will tame, 
 trumpets and drums, your dreadfuU clamors found. 
 
 Vig. Proclaime me captiue, or a king new crownd. 
 
 Alarum, they watche the doores, Enter at one doore 
 Qornwell. 
 
 Corn, /"reafon, treafon. 
 
 Perid. thou art mine what ere thou be. 
 
 Corn. Prince Peridure. 
 
 Perid. I Comwell and thy king. 
 
 Corn. He difcords taught, that taught thee fo to fmg. 
 
 Alarum Enter at another doore Martianus. 
 
 Mar. Who flops this paffage. 
 
 Vig. Martianus we. 
 
 Mar. Vigenius. 
 
 Vig. Vnto whom thou oweft thy knee. 
 
 Mar. My knee to none, but Elidure fhall bend. 
 
 Vig. Our raign beginning hath when his lines end. 
 
 Alarum, Enter at another doore Elydure, Jlopt by the 
 Queene. 
 
 Lady What traitrous hand dares interdi6l our way.' 
 Queene. Why that dare ours, tis we command thee flaie. 
 
 Lady. 
 
No-body 
 
 Lady. Are we not Queene? 
 
 Queene. Ift you, then happily met, 
 I haue owed you long, and now He pay that dept. 
 
 Lady. Vild traitreffe, dared, thou lay a violent hand on 
 vs thy Queene ? 
 
 Queene. We dare commaund thee ftand. 
 Thou waft a Queene, but now thou art a flaue. 
 
 Lady. Before fuch bondage, graunt me heauen a graue. 
 
 Alarum Enter Elidure. 
 
 Elidure. What feeke ye Lords? What meane thefe loud 
 Alarums, in the ftill filence of this hunnied night? 
 
 Perid. King we feeke thee. 
 
 Vig. And more we feeke thy Crowne. 
 
 Elidure. Why Princely brothers is it not our owne, 
 That tis ours we plead the law of kings, 
 T'he guift of heauen, and the antiquety on earth, 
 Eleftion from them both. 
 
 Vig. We plead our powers & ftrength, we two muft raign. 
 
 Perid. We were borne to rule, and homage we difdaine. 
 
 Q.orn. Doe not refigne, good King. 
 
 Perid. How fancy Lord ? 
 
 Corn. He keepe ftill thy Crowne. 
 
 Perid. I fay that word fhall coft old Cornwels life. 
 
 Corn. T'ufh this for care. 
 Zirants good fubiefts kills and traitors fpare. 
 
 Vig. Wilt thou fubmit thy Crowne? 
 
 Mar. Dread foueraigne, no. 
 
 Vig. He hates his owne life that aduifeth fo. 
 
 Mar. I hate all traitors, and had rather die, 
 Then fee fuch wrong done to his foueraignty. 
 
 Queen. Giue vp thy ftate to thefe two princely youthes, 
 and thy refigment fhal preferue thy life. 
 Lady. Wilt thou fo much wrong both thy felfe and wife.? 
 Haft lined a king, and canft thou die a flaue, 
 A royal feat, doth aske a royall graue, 
 
 Though 
 
aud Nobody. 
 
 Though thoufand fwords thy prefent fafety ring, 
 T^hou that haft bin a Monarche, dye a king. 
 
 Queen. Whether he Hue or dye, thou fure flialt be no 
 longer Queene, but VaffaXle vnto me, He make ye now my 
 drudge. 
 
 Lady. How mynion, thine.' 
 
 Queene. Zhart no more Queen, thy husband muft refigne. 
 
 Corn. Refigne, to whom.'' 
 
 Perid. I am one. 
 
 Vig. And I another. 
 
 Lady. Canft be fo bafe to fee a younger brother. 
 Nay two young Boyes plaft in thy throne of ftate. 
 And thou their fodaine in their traines to waite. 
 He dye before I endure it. 
 
 Perid. So (hall all, 
 that doe not proftrate to our homage fall. 
 Shall they not brother king.' 
 
 Vig. They fhall by heauen. 
 
 Mar. Come kill me firft. 
 
 Corn. Nay make the number euen. 
 And kill me to, for I am pleafd to dye. 
 Rather then this indure. 
 
 Lady. The third am I. 
 
 Queene. Nay ftrike her firft. 
 
 Perid. Rage giue my fury way. 
 
 Vig. Strike valiant brother king. 
 
 Elid. Fet heare me, ftay. 
 
 Perid. Be briefe for Gods fake then. 
 Elidure. O heauen, that men fo much ftiould couet care, 
 Septers are golden baites, the outfides faire : 
 But he that fwallowes this fweete fugred pill. 
 Twill make him ficke with troubles that grow ftil : 
 Alaffe you feeke to eafe me being wearied 
 And lay my burthen on your able loines. 
 My vnambitious thoughts haue bin long tird, 
 
 G With 
 
Nobody, 
 
 With this great charge, and now they reft defird, 
 And fee the kinde youths coueting my peace, 
 Bring me of all thefe turmoiles free releafe. 
 Heere take my Crown. 
 
 Lady Wilt thou be made a ftale, 
 Shall this proud Woman, and thefe boyes preuaile ? 
 Shal I for them be made a publike fcorne, 
 Oh hadft thou buried bin, aflbone as borne, 
 How happy had I bin. 
 
 Elid. Patienc fweete wife, 
 Thinkft thou I praife my Crowne aboue thy life, 
 No take it Lords, it hath my trouble bin, 
 And for this Crowne, oh giue me backe my Queene. 
 
 Queene. Nay fhes bellowed on me. 
 
 Elydure. Then what you pleafe, 
 Heere take my trouble, and refigne your eafe. 
 
 Sicoph. My Lords receiue the crowne of Elydure, 
 Faire hopeful! bloffoms of our future peace, 
 Happy am I, that / but Hue to fee, 
 the Land ruld by your dubble Soueraignty. 
 
 Vig. Now let the king difcend to be difpofd of 
 At our high pleafure, come giue me the Crowne. 
 
 perid. Why you the Crown, good brother more then we. 
 
 vig. Weele proue it how it fits our kingly temples. 
 And how our brow becomes a wreath fo faire. 
 perid. Shall / fee you crownd, and my felfe ftand bare. 
 Rather this wreath maieftick let me try. 
 And fit inthrond, in pompibus Maiefty. 
 
 vig. And / attend, whilft you afcend the throne. 
 Where had we right, we ftiould fit crownd alone. 
 
 perid. Alone, darft thou vfurpe vpon my right. 
 
 vig. I durft do much, had / but power and might. 
 But wanting that, come let vs raigne togither, 
 both kings, and yet the rich crowne worne by neither. 
 perid. Content, the king doth on our fentence waite, 
 
 To 
 
and Somebody, 
 
 To doome him, come lets take our dubble ftate, 
 What fliall he Hue, or dye? 
 
 Elid. I know not how I fhould deferue to dye. 
 
 Lady. Yes to let two fuch vfurpers Hue. 
 
 Sicoph. Nay Madam, now I needes muft tell your grace, 
 You wrong thefe kings, forget both time and place, 
 It is not as it was, now you muft bowe, 
 Vnto this dubble ftate, ile fliew you how. 
 
 Lady. Bafe flattring groome flauifli parafite, 
 
 Vig. Shall I pronounce his fentence. 
 
 Perid. .brother doe. 
 
 Vig. Thy life we graunt thee and that Womans to, 
 B\x\. Hue deuided you within the tower, 
 You prifoner to that princeffe. 
 
 Lady. In her power, 
 Oh dubble flauery. 
 
 Perid. Conuay both hence. 
 
 Elid. My doomes feuerer then my fmall offence. 
 
 Queene. Come Minion, will you goe. 
 
 Lady. To death, to hel, 
 Rather then in thy bafe fubieftion dwell. 
 
 Vig. Qornwell and Martianus you both fee, 
 We are poffeft of this imperiall feate. 
 And you that were fworne liedgemen to the Crowne, 
 Should now fubmit to vs that owe the fame, 
 We know without your graue dire£tions, 
 We cannot with experience guide the land, 
 Therefore week ftudy to deferue your loues. 
 
 Perid. Twas not ambition, or the loue of ftate, 
 that drew vs to this bufmeffe, but the feare, 
 Of Elidurus weakeneffe whom in zeale. 
 To the whole land we haue depofd this day, 
 fpeake, fhall we haue your loues.' 
 
 corn. My lords, and Kings, 
 Tis bootleffe to contend gainft heauen and you, 
 
 G 2 Since 
 
Some-body 
 Since without our confent the kings defpofd, 
 And we vnable to fupport his fall, 
 Rather then the whole land fhould fhrinke, 
 Fou Ihall haue my affyftance in the ftate. 
 
 Mar. Corn-well and I will beare the felfe fame ftate. 
 
 Perid. We now are Kings indeede and .Srittaine fway, 
 When Cornwell and his brother Viue fay 
 
 Vig. Receiue our grace, keepe ftill your offyces, 
 Imbrace thefe peeres that raifd vs to the throne, 
 Brittaine reioice, and Crowne this happy yeare, 
 Two fonnes at once fhine in thy royall fphere. 
 
 Corn. And thats prodigious, I but waite the time 
 To fee their fodaine fall that fwiftly clime. 
 
 Mar. My Lord much honor might you win your land 
 To giue releafe vnto your fifter Queene, 
 Being a Lady in the land beloud. 
 
 Vig. Fbu haue aduifd vs well, it fhall be fo. 
 
 Corn. Shold you fet free the Princeffe might not fhe 
 Make vprors in the land, and raife the Commons. 
 In the releafment of the Captiue King. 
 Perid. Well counfeld Cornwell, fhe fhall Hue in bondage. 
 
 Mar. Renowne your felfe by being kind to her. 
 
 Corn. Secure your ftate by her imprifonment. 
 
 Vig. Weele haue the Queene fet free. 
 
 Perid. Weele haue her guarded. 
 With ftrifter keeping and feuerer charge. 
 
 Mar. Will you be braued by one thats but your equall, 
 Hauing no more then party gouernment. 
 
 Corn. Or you be fcornd by one to you inferior. 
 In generall eftimation of the land. 
 
 vig. Set free the Princeffe, fay the king commaunds. 
 
 Perid. ififeepe her in thraldome ftill, and captiue bands. 
 
 vig. Weele not be contermaunded. 
 
 perid. Sir nor we. 
 
 vig. Before He be halfe a king and contrould 
 
 In 
 
and No-body. 
 In any regality, ile hazard all, 
 He be compleat or none. 
 
 Yerid. Before ile ftand, 
 Thus for a Cipher with my halfe command, 
 lie venture all my fortunes, how now pride, 
 Percht on my vpperhand. 
 
 Qorn. By heauen well fpyed. 
 
 vig. Tis ours by right, and right we will inioy. 
 
 perid. Claimft thou preheminence, com down proud boy 
 
 vig. Then lets try maiftries, and one conquer all, 
 We climd at once, and we at once will fall. 
 
 They wrajile and are parted 
 
 peri. They that loue Peridure deuide themfelues vppon 
 their part. 
 
 Qorn. That am I. 
 
 Mor. and I. 
 
 vig. They that loue vs on this fide. 
 
 Mar. I. 
 
 Mai. And I. 
 
 vig. Then to the field, to fet our fifter free. 
 
 perid. By all my hopes with her ile captiue thee. 
 
 vig. Trumpets and Drums, triumphant mufick fing. 
 
 perid. this day a captiue, or a compleat king. Exeunt. 
 
 Alarum, Enter Some-body and Sicophant. 
 
 Somb. Sir you haue fworne to manage thefe affaires, 
 Euen with your beft of iudgement. 
 Enter Clowne. 
 Sicoph. I haue prouided, you will let me (hare. 
 Of the Grand-benefit you get by dice, 
 Deceitful! Cards, and other cozening games 
 you bring into the Court. 
 
 G 3 Qlown. 
 
No-body 
 
 C. O rare, now fhall I find out crab, fom notable knauety 
 
 Somb. You fhall haue equall fhare with Somebody, 
 Prouided, you will help to apprehend that Nobody, 
 On whom the guilt fhall lye, 
 Of all thofe cheting tricks I haue deuifd. 
 C. O the fates, treafon againfl my m. perfon, but I beleeue 
 Somb. wil pay fort, ile tickle your long waft for this ifaith. 
 
 Sico. Giue me fome bales of dice. What are thefe .' 
 
 som. T'hofe are called high Fulloms. 
 
 Clo. lie Fullom you for this. 
 som. Thofe low Fulloms. 
 
 C. They may chance bring you as hie as the Gallowes. 
 som. T'hofe Demi-bars. (the gallows. 
 
 clow. Great reafon you fhovld come to the barre before 
 som. Thofe bar Sizeaces. 
 
 Clo. A couple of AfTes indeed. 
 
 som. Thofe Brifle dice. 
 
 clo. Tis like they brifle, for I am fure theile breed anger 
 
 Jicop. Now fir, as you haue compafl all the Dice, 
 So I for cards. Thefe for the game at maw, 
 All faving one, are Cut next vnder that, 
 Lay me the Ace of Harts, then cut the Cards, 
 O your fellow muft needs haue it in his firfl tricke. 
 
 clow. lie teach you a trick for this yfaith. 
 
 Jicop. thefe for Premero cut vpon the fides, 
 As the other on the ends. 
 
 clow. Marke the end of all this. 
 
 Jicop. thefe are for poft and paire, thefe for faunt, 
 thefe for new cut. 
 
 clown, theile make you cut a fether one day, 
 
 Jico. Well, thefe difperft, and No-body 
 Attacht for all thefe crimes, fhalbe hangd. 
 clow. I or els you fhall hange for him, 
 
 Jico. Come, fhals about our bufines. 
 
 som. Content, lets ftraight abont it. Exeunt 
 
 clow. O my hart, that it was my fortune to heare all thys, 
 
 but 
 
and Somebody 
 
 but beware a lucky man whllft you Hue, Alaffe if I had not 
 refcued my maifter, the fwaggering fellowe woulde haue 
 made No-body of him. Againe if I had not ouerheard this 
 treafon to his perfon, thefe Cunnicatching knaues, woulde 
 haue made leffe then Nobody of him. For indeed they wold 
 haue hangd him, but heeres my maifter, O fweet maifter 
 how cheere you.'' 
 
 Enter No-body. 
 Nobo. O excellent, admirable, and beyond comparifon, 
 I thinke my fhape inchants them. 
 
 do. I think not fo, for if I wer a Lady, I fliould neuer abide 
 you : but Maifter, I can tell you rare newes, you muft be ap- 
 prehended, for a Cheater, a Cozener, a Libiller, and I know 
 not what. 
 
 Nobo. Not I, I am an innocent, no Cheater, no Cozener, 
 but a fimple honeft man, hunted from place to place by 
 fome-body. 
 do. tis true fir, it is one som. that would attach you, therfore 
 Looke to your felfe, but Mai. if you be tooke neuer feare, 
 I heard all their knauery, and I can cleare you I warrant. 
 
 Enter Some-body and officers. 
 
 Som. O haue I found you, this is he my frends, 
 We haue long fought, you know when twas inquird. 
 Who brought the falfe Dice, and the cheating cards 
 Into the court, twas anfwered No-body. 
 
 Qlo. No. fqd. tha) I am affraid youle proue the knaue som. 
 
 som. Lay hold vpon him, beare him to the prifon. 
 
 No. To prifon, fay you well, if I be guilty, 
 this fellow is my partner take him to. 
 
 som. Are you confederate in this treafon firraP 
 do. If I be not fir some-body is, but if I be guilty I muft beare 
 /f off with head and fhoulders. 
 
 som. To prifon with them, now the bird is caught, 
 
 For 
 
Somebody and 
 For whom fo long, through Britane haue I fought. 
 
 Qlow. I beleeue I haue a bird in a box, ftial catcht you 
 for all this. 
 
 Someb. Away with them I fay. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter feuerally Peridure, Vigenius, Cornewell, Martianus, 
 Morgan, Malgo, with drum and Qoulors. 
 
 Vig. In Armes well met, ambitious Peridure, 
 Perid. Vigenius thou falutes me with a title, 
 Moft proper to thy felfe, 
 Vig. Art thou not proud. 
 
 Perid. Onely to meet thee on this bed of death, 
 Wherein the Title to the Englifh Crowne, 
 Shall perifh with thy felfe. 
 
 Vig. Faire is the end 
 Of fuch as die in honourable warre. 
 Oh far more faire, then on a bed of downe. 
 
 Mar. Warre is the fouldiors harueft it cuts downe. 
 Perid. The Hues of fuch as hinder our renowne. 
 Vig. Such as are apt for tumult. 
 Perid. Such as you. 
 That to our lawfuU Soueraigne are vntrue. 
 Vig. Blulhes not Peridure to braue vs fo. 
 Perid. Blulhes Vigenius at thy ouerthrow, 
 Who waft that told me he would fubmit 
 Sicoph. Twas I my Lord. 
 Vig. Peace foole thou doeft forget, 
 Tis not an hower fmce, to our princely eare. 
 Thou faidft thou did defire vs to forbeare. 
 Sicoph. True my good Lord. 
 Perid. True that I fought to ftay. 
 vig. That I would bafely my ritcht hopes betray. 
 Sico. I did it of mine owne head to make you friends. 
 Perid. Still playing of the Sicophant. 
 
 vig. 
 
and Nobody. 
 
 Vig. What ftill. 
 
 Perid. A glofe / fee to infinuate our goodwill. 
 
 Vig. That whofoeuer conquerd, he might gaine. 
 
 Perid. the fauour of vs both, that was his trayne. 
 
 Vig. j5ut henceforth we calhiere thee from the filde. 
 
 Perid Neuer heereafter beare a fouldiers fliield, 
 A fouldiers fword, nor any other grace, 
 ^ut what is like thine owne, a doubble face. 
 
 sicoph. Now I befeech loue heare my praier, let them bee 
 both flaine in the battell. Exit. 
 
 Perid. If there be any other of his hart, 
 We giue them free licence to depart. 
 
 corn. Cornwell hates flattery. 
 
 Mar. So does Martianus. 
 
 Malg. Malgo is refolute for all affaires. 
 
 Morg. And fo is Morgan, for he fcornes delayes. 
 
 IJig. then where the fielde confifts of fuch a fpirit, 
 He that fubdues conquers the Crowne by merit. 
 
 perid. thats I. 
 
 Vig. tis I. 
 
 Perid. Ryuers in blood declare it. 
 
 Vig. GrafTe turne to Crimfon if vigenius fpare it. 
 
 Elid. Aire be made purple with our reaking gore. 
 
 vige. Follow my frends. 
 
 Perid. Conquer or neare giue ore. 
 
 Alarum, Excurjious, periduras, and vigenius fight, and 
 
 bothjlaine. 
 
 Enter cornwell, Martianus, Morgan, and 
 
 Malgo. 
 
 Mar. this way I faw vigenius on the fpur. 
 corn. I periduras, this way. 
 Morg. A ftrang fight, my Lord is breathleffe. 
 Malg. My deare Lord is dead 
 
 H Mar. 
 
Some-body 
 
 Mar. True Brothers in ambition, and in death. 
 
 Qorn. Yet we are enemies, why fight we not 
 With one another, for our generals loffe. 
 
 Mar. To much blood already hath beene fpent. 
 Now therefore fince the difference in themfelues, 
 Is reconfiled in cithers ouerthrow, 
 Let vs be as we were before this lar. 
 And ioyning hands like honorable frends, 
 Inter their bodyes as becomes their ftate, 
 And which is rare once more to Elidure, 
 Who now in prifon leades a wearied life, 
 With true fubmiffion offer Englands Crowne. 
 Of all the charges of tumultuous fate, 
 This is moft ftrange three times to flow in ftate. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter Queene and Sicophant. 
 
 Sico. Madam. 
 
 Queene. You are welcome, what new flatteries. 
 Are a coyning in the mint of that fmoth face? 
 
 Sicoph. Where is the Lady Elidor I pray. 
 
 Q. Amongft my other waiting maides at worke. 
 
 sicoph. T\s well, yet Madam with your gratious leaue 
 I wifh it better. 
 
 Queene. What in loue with her, 
 Canft thou affeft fuch a deiefted wretch, 
 Then I perceiue thy flattery is folly. 
 Or thout proue honeft, louing one fo poore. 
 
 ^ico. I know not Madam what your highneffe gathers 
 Out of my troubled words, I loue you well, 
 And though the time fliould alter, as I am fure, 
 It is impoffible, yet I would follow 
 All your misfortunes with a patient hart. 
 
 Queene. I haue feene too much of thee to credit thee. 
 
 Sico. Now in your height of glory vfe your feruant, 
 
 Now 
 
aud Nobody. 
 now Madam, whilft the noble Peridure 
 That loues you dearer then the Brittifh Crowne, 
 Whilft hees conqueror, vfe me to deftroy 
 Four greateft enemy, and I will doe it. 
 
 Queene. Thou wilt not. 
 
 Jicoph. Be it Elidure the king, 
 The prifoner I (hould fay, Ide murder him, 
 To ihew how much I loue your maiefty. 
 
 Q. Thou wouldft not poyfon for me his bafe Queene, 
 Whom I fo often haue triumphed ore. 
 That torment now is her beatitude. 
 And tedious vnto me. 
 
 Jico. no more, fhes dead. 
 
 Enter Lady Elidure. 
 
 queene. See where fhe comes, difpatch her prefently. 
 For though the Princely Peridure be king. 
 His brothers death in time will make him odious 
 Vnto his fubie6ls, and they may reftore 
 Mild Elidure againe, and then I dye, 
 
 Jico. Withdraw, fhes dead, as furely as you Hue. 
 
 Lady. What fhall I neuer from this feruitude 
 Receiue releafant euermore be plagud, 
 With this infulting Queen? Is there no change, 
 no other alteration in the ftate 
 / know there is not, I am borne to be 
 a flaue, to one bafer then flauery 
 
 sioo. I will releafe you~ by a fpeedy death. 
 Lady, By death, alaffe, what tongue pronounft that word.?* 
 What my Lord weather-cocke ? nay then I fee, 
 Death in thy mouth is but bafe flattery. 
 
 Jico. By heauen I am fent to kill you. 
 
 Lady. By whofe meanes. 
 
 sico. By one that will auouch it when tis done. 
 
 Lady, not the proud queene. 
 
 H 2 sicopJi. 
 
Some-body 
 
 fico. Yes, but / am determined 
 in full amends for all my flattery, 
 to faue your life, and kill her inftantly. 
 
 La. Oh if a Divell would vndertake that deed, 
 / card not though fhe heard me, / would fay. 
 He were a ftarre more glorious then the day. 
 
 sicopk. And would you for that good deed pardon me. 
 
 Lady. And quite all former iniury. 
 
 sicopk. Bvit let me tell your highnes by the way, 
 the Queene is not fo hafty of your death. 
 
 Lady, no, for fhe had rather haue my life prolongd. 
 
 sicopk. I do affure your highnes on mine honor. 
 When I did fay fhe fent me to deftroy you, 
 / flaunderd her great mercy towards you. 
 For fhe had giuen me order to releafe you. 
 
 Lady Oh monflrous lie. 
 
 sicopk. beleeue it, for tis true : 
 And this moreouer, fhe fomuch repents 
 Her former pride and hardnes towards you, 
 that fhe could wifh it neuer had bin done. 
 
 Lady, then / repent me of my wrongs towards her. 
 And in the ftead of a reward propofd 
 to him that fhould deflroy her, / do wifh, 
 Death be his death, that vndertakes the deed. 
 
 sicopk. but will you not forget thefe princelie words, 
 if any alteration fhould enfue. 
 Lady, not I, I in my oths am true. 
 
 sicopk. Except once more the Lords crown e Ely dure. 
 
 Lady, though that fhould chance, ile hold my promife 
 
 sicopk. And you too Madam. fure. 
 
 Q. So thou muderft hir. 
 
 sico. Know that Lord periduras and his 
 brother, are in the battell flaine, and by the nobles, 
 her husband Elidure raifd to the flate, 
 fetting afide all iefting, Queene beleeue it. 
 
 And 
 
and No-body. 
 And truce with her, leaft fhe triumph againe. 
 
 Queen. For Gods fake make vs friends. 
 
 sicoph. Good Lord how ftrange this reconciled foes be- 
 hold each other. 
 
 Lady. Sifter. 
 
 Queen. Kind fifter. 
 
 sicoph. Then make me your brother, fay are you friends. 
 
 Both. We are. 
 
 sicoph. Then chance what can, 
 in this I haue prooud my felfe an honeft man. 
 
 Enter Malgo. 
 
 Malgo. The king your husband, madam new releaft, 
 Defires your prefence at his Coronation. 
 
 Lady. My Elydure a third time to be crownd. 
 
 Mai. True Madam, and expefts your company. 
 
 Lady. And you knew this before. 
 
 sicoph. No on mine honor. 
 
 Lady. Neither you Sifter. 
 
 Queene. neither. 
 
 Lady. If you did 
 My oath is paft, and what I haue lately fworne ile hold inui- 
 olate, here all ftryfe ends, thy wit has made two proude 
 flirewes perfeft friends. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter inJlate,Elidure,Cornwell,Martianus,Morgan,and all the 
 
 Lords. 
 
 Corn. A third time Hue our gratious foueraigne 
 Monarch of England, crowned by thefe hands. 
 
 Elid. A third time Lords, I do returne your loue, 
 And wifh it with my foule, fo heauen were pleafd. 
 My ambitious Brothers had not died for this. 
 But we haue giuen them honorable graues. 
 
 H 3 Enter 
 
Somebody and 
 
 Enter Queen and Lady. 
 And mournd their moft vntimely funerall, 
 My loued Queen, come feat thee by my fide, 
 Partner in all my forrowes and my ioyes. 
 And you her reconciled Sifter fit. 
 By her in fecond place of maiefty. 
 It ioyes me that you haue outworne your pride. 
 
 Lady. Methinks my gratious husband and my King, 
 I neuer tooke more pleafure in my glaffe, 
 Then I receiue in her fociety. 
 
 Queen. Nor I in all my ftate as in her loue. 
 
 Elid. My Lord of Qornwell, whofe that whifpers to you ? 
 Or whats the newes? 
 
 Qorn. My liege, he tels me heeres a great contention 
 betwixt two noted perfons of the Land 
 much fpoke of by all ftates, one some-body 
 Hath brought before your highnes and this prefence, 
 An infamous and ftrange opiniond fellow, 
 Cald No-body, they would intreat your highnes. 
 To heare their matters fcand. 
 
 Elid. Weele fit in perfon on their controuerfies, 
 Admit them Cornwell. 
 
 Lady. Is that ftrange monfter tooke, fomuch renownd, 
 In Citty, Court, and Country, for lewd prancks. 
 Tis well, weel heare how he can purge himfelfe. 
 
 Enter some-body, bringing in No-body and his man,with Bilks and 
 
 Jlaues. 
 
 Som. now firrha we haue brought you before the king, 
 Wheres your hart now? 
 
 Nob. My harts in my hofe, but my face was neuer alha- 
 med to fhew it felfe, yet before king or Keyfer. 
 
 som. And wheres your hart firrha ? 
 
 Clow. 
 
and No-body. 
 
 Clowne. My harts lower then my hofe, for mine it at my 
 heel, but wherfoeuer it is, it is a true hart, and fo is not somb. 
 
 som. Health to your Maieftie, and to the Queene, 
 With a hart lower then this humble earth 
 whereon I kneele. I beg againft this fellow, 
 luftice my liege. 
 
 Eli. Againft whom. 
 
 som. Againft No-body. 
 
 No. My liege, his words wel fute vnto his thoughts, 
 He wifties no man luftice, being compofd 
 Of all deceit, of fubtilty and flight, 
 For mine own part, if in this royall prefence. 
 And before all thefe true iudiciall Lords, 
 / cannot with fmcerenes cleare my felfe. 
 Of all fuggeftions falfly coynd againft me. 
 Let me be hangd vp funning in the ayre. 
 And made a fear-crow. 
 
 Mar. Lets heare his accufations. 
 And then how well thou canft aquit thy felfe. 
 
 som. Firft, when this monfter made his refidence 
 Within the country, and difperft his fhape 
 Through euery fhire and country of the Land, 
 Where plenty had before a quiet feat, 
 And the poore commons of the Land were full, 
 With rich abundance and faciety, 
 At his ariue, great dearths and fcarfity, 
 By ingrofing come, and racking poore mens rents. 
 This makes fo many poore and honeft Farmers, 
 to fell their leafes, and to beg their bread, 
 this makes fo many beggers in the Land. 
 
 Corn. I but what proofe or lawfuU euidence 
 Can you bring forth, that this was done by him. 
 
 som. My Lord I traf't him, and fo found him out, 
 But fhould your Lordftiip not beleeue my proofe. 
 Examine all the rich and wealthy chuffes, 
 
 Whofe 
 
Somebody and 
 Whofe full cramd Garners to the roofes are fild, 
 In euery dearth who makes this fcarfitye, 
 And euery man will clearely quit himfelfe, 
 Then confequently, it muft be Nobody. 
 Bafe copper money is ftampt, the mint difgraft, 
 Make fearch who doth this, euery man cleares one, 
 So confequently it muft be Nobody. 
 Befides, whereas the nobles of the land. 
 And Gentlemen built goodly manner houfes. 
 Fit to receiue a King, and all his traine. 
 And there kept royall hofpitality. 
 Since this inteftine monfter Nobody, 
 Dwels in thefe goodly houfes keepes no traine, 
 A hundred Chimnies, and not one caft fmoke. 
 And now the caufe of thefe, mock-beggej Hal, 
 Is this they, are dwelt in by No-body, 
 For this out of the countrey he was chaflr. 
 
 No. My royall Hedge whie am I thus difgrafb, 
 He proue that flandrous wretch hath this al done. 
 
 Elid. Tis good you can aquit you, fuch abufes, 
 Growe in the countrey, and vnknowne to vs: 
 nay then no maruell that fo manie poore, 
 fbarue in the flreets and beg from doore, to doore. 
 Then firha purge you from this countrey blame, 
 Or we will make thee the worlds publike fhame. 
 
 Corn, now No-body, what can you fay to this. 
 
 Qlo. My M. hath good cards, on his fide He warrant him. 
 
 No. my Lord, you know that flanders are no proofes, 
 nor words without their prefent euidence. 
 If things were done, they muft be done by some-body, 
 E\{e. could they haue no being. Is corne hoorded, 
 some-body hords it, elfe it would be delt, 
 In mutuall plentie throughout all the land. 
 Are their rents raifd, if No-body fhould doe it, 
 then fhould it be vndone. Is 
 
 Bafe 
 
and Somebody, 
 
 5afe money ftampt, and the kings letters forgd, 
 
 Some-body needes muft doe it, therefore not I, 
 
 And where he faies, great houfes long fince built, 
 
 Lye deftitute, and waft becaufe inhabited, 
 
 By No-body my Hedge, I anfwer thus, 
 
 If Some-body dwelt therein, I would giue place. 
 
 Or wold he but alow thofe chimnies fire. 
 
 They would caft cloudes to heauen, the Kitchin-foode 
 
 It would releeue the poore, the fellers beere. 
 
 It would make ftrangers drinke, but he commits 
 
 Thefe outragies then laies the blame on me. 
 
 And for my good deeds I am made a fcorne. 
 
 I onely giue the tired a refuge feat. 
 
 The vnclothd garments, and the ftarued meate. 
 
 Qlow. How fay you by this maifter Some-body. I beleeue 
 you will be found out by and by. 
 
 Corn. If this be true my liedge, as true it is, 
 Some-body will be found an arrant cheater, 
 Vnleffe he better can acquit himfelfe. 
 
 Sick. Touch him with the citty, fince you haue taken the 
 foile in the Countrey. 
 
 Mar. Sirha, what can you fay to this } 
 
 Someb. What fhould I faie my Lord, fee heare complaints, 
 Made in the citty againft no-body, 
 Afwell as in the country. See their bils, 
 Heeres one complaines his wife hath bin abroad. 
 And asking where fhe reuels night, by night. 
 She anfwers Ihe hath bin with no-body. 
 Heares queanes maintaind in euery fuburb ftreete, 
 Aske who maintaines them, and tis no-body. 
 Watches are beaten, and Conftables are fcoft. 
 In dead of night men are made drunke in tauernes, 
 Girles loofe their maiden heads at thirteene yeares. 
 Pockets pickt, and purfes ctit in throngs. 
 
 Queene. Inough, inough, doth no-body all this.? 
 
 I Though 
 
Nobody^ 
 
 Though he hath cleard himfelfe from country crimes, 
 He cannot fcape the citty. 
 No. Yes dread Queene, 
 / muft confeffe thefe things are daily done, 
 For which / heere accufe this Some-body, 
 That euery where with flaunders dogs my fteps. 
 And cunningly affumes my borrowed fhape, 
 Women lie out, if they be tooke and found 
 with somebody, then No-body goes cleere, 
 Elfe the blames mine, he doth thefe faults vnknowne, 
 then flanders my chaft innocence for proofe. 
 somebody doth maintaine a common ftrumpet 
 ith Garden-allies, and vndid himfelfe. 
 somebody fwaggered with the watch laft night, 
 was carried to the counter. 
 
 somebody once pickt a pocket in this Play-houfe yard, 
 Was hoyfted on the ftage, and (hamd about it. 
 Clow. Ha, ha, hath my maifter met with you. 
 no. Alaffe my liege, your honefl No-bodie 
 j5uilds Churches in thefe dayes, and Hofpitals, 
 Releeues the feuerall prifons in the Citty, 
 Redeemes the needy debtor from the hole. 
 And when this somebody brings infant children. 
 And leaues them in the night at ftrangers doores, 
 Nobody fathers them, prouides them nurfes. 
 What fhould I fay, your highnes loue I craue, 
 That am all iuft. 
 
 corn. Then somebodies a knaue. 
 
 sicoph. If neyther citty nor countrie wil preuaile to him, 
 with the court ma. somebody, and there you will match him. 
 som. Then touching his abufes in the court. 
 corn. I marrie Nobody what fay you to this. 
 See, heere are dangerous Libils gainft the ftate, 
 And no name to them, therefore nobodies. - 
 Mar. Befides flrange rumors and falfe buzzing tales, 
 
 Of 
 
and Somebody, 
 
 Of mutinous leefings raifd by No-body. 
 
 Malg. Falfe dice and Cheating brought euen to the pre- 
 fence, and who dares be fo impudently knauifh, 
 Vnleffe fome fellow of your name and garbe. 
 
 Morg. Cards of aduantage with fuch cheating tricks, 
 Brought euen amongll the nobleft of the land, 
 And when thefe cofening fhifts are once difcouered, 
 There is no cheater found faue No-body. 
 
 som. How canft thou anfwer thefe. 
 
 nobo. Euen as the reft, 
 Are libels caft, if nobody did make them, 
 And no-bodies name to them, they are no libels. 
 For he that fets his name to any flander. 
 Makes it by that no libell, this aproues 
 He forgd thofe flanderous writs to fcandall me. 
 And for falfe cards, and dice, let my great flops 
 And his big bellied dublet both be fercht. 
 And fee which harbors moft hipocrifie. 
 
 queene. Let them both be fercht. 
 
 Jico. He take my leaue of the prefence. 
 
 Clow, nay M. sicophant weele haue the infide of your poc- 
 kets tranflated to, weele fee what ftuffyng they haue, /le take 
 a little paines with you. 
 
 Elid. What haue you there in nobodyes pockets. 
 
 Qorn. Here are my Hedge bonds forfeit by poore men, 
 Which he releaft out of the vfurers hands, 
 And canceld. Leafes likewife forfeited. 
 By him repurchaft. Thefe peticions. 
 Of many poore men to preferre their futes, 
 Vnto your highnelTe. 
 
 Elid. Zhou arte /uft we know, 
 All great mens pockets fhould be lined fo. 
 
 queene. What bumbaft beares his gorge. 
 
 7If«r. "Falfe Cards, falfe Dice; 
 The kings hand counterfeit, 
 
 I 2 Bonds 
 
Nohodfy 
 
 Bonds put in fute to gain&the forfitures, 
 
 forgd deedes to cbeate men- cA their ancient land, 
 
 And thoufand fuch like traftie. 
 
 Qlo. Nay looke you heere, heares one that for his bones is 
 pretily ftuft Heares fulloms and gourds : heeres tal}-men & 
 low-men. Heere trayduce ace, paffedge comes a pace. 
 
 som. Mercy great King. 
 
 Sicoph. Mercy my Soueraigne. 
 
 Qorn. My Hedge you cannot to be feuere in puniftiii^, 
 T'hofe monftrous crimes, the onely ftaine and blemifh 
 To the weale-publike. 
 
 Eli. Villained heare your doome, 
 Thou that haft bin tiiie oppreflyon of the-poor«e, 
 Shalt bee more poore tiien penury it felfe. 
 All that thou haft is forfit to the Law, 
 For thy extortion I will' haue thee branded> 
 Vpon the forhead with the letter F. 
 For Cheating whipt, for forging loofe thine eares, 
 Laft for a bafing of thy Soueraignes Coyn^ 
 And traitrous impreffe of our kingly feale> 
 Suffer the death of traitors. 5eare him hence. 
 
 som. Since I muft needs be martird graunt me this, 
 That No-body may whip, or torture me, 
 Or hang me for a traitor. 
 
 M'org. Away with him-. 
 
 Som. Or if nee<ls I muft dye a traitors death. 
 That No-body may fee me when I dye. 
 
 Malg. Hence with the traitor. 
 Qlo. I know by your complexion you wer ripe for the hang- 
 man, but now to this leane Gentleman. 
 Lady. Let me doome him, fmoth fpaniel, foothing grome 
 Slicke Oyly knaue, egregibtis parafite. 
 Thou turning vane, and changing Weather-cocke, 
 My fentence is thou fhalt be naked ftript. 
 And by the citty beadles foundly wlupt. 
 
 Clow 
 
and Somebody 
 
 Clow. He make bold to fee thexecution. 
 
 No. Well hath the King decreed, now by your highneffe 
 patience let No-body borrow a word or two of Euery-bo- 
 dy. 
 
 The Epilogue. 
 
 Heer if you wonder why the king Elidurus beftowes no- 
 thing on me for all my good feruices in his land, if the 
 multitude fliuld fay he hath preferd No-body, Some-body or 
 other would fay it were not well done, for in doing good 
 to No-body he fhould but get himfelfe an il name. There- 
 fore I will leaue my fute to him, and turne to you. JiTinde 
 Gentleman if any-body heere diflike No-body, then I hope 
 Euery-body haue pleafed you, for being offended with no- 
 body, nor Any-body can finde himfelfe agrieued. Gentle- 
 men they haue a cold fute that haue no-body to fpeak in their 
 caufe, and therefore blame vs not to feare, yet our comfort 
 is this, if no-body haue offended you cannot blame No-bo- 
 dy for it, or rather we will finde Some-body heareafter 
 fhall make good the fault that no-body hath done, and fo I 
 craue the generall grace of Euery-body. 
 
 Eli. now forward Lords, long may our glories ftand, 
 T'hree fundry times Crownd king of this faire land. 
 
 I 3 Exeunt, 
 
 FINIS. 
 
SOME-BODY