Read The Complete Plays Online
Authors: Christopher Marlowe
Inconstant Edmund, dost thou favour him,
100Â Â That wast a cause of his imprisonment?
KENT
The more cause have I now to make amends.
MORTIMER
I tell thee 'tis not meet that one so false
Should come about the person of a prince.
[
To
PRINCE EDWARD
]
My lord, he hath betrayed the king his brother,
And therefore trust him not.
PRINCE
But he repents and sorrows for it now.
QUEEN
Come, son, and go with this gentle lord and me.
PRINCE
With you I will, but not with Mortimer.
MORTIMER
110Â Â Why, youngling,
'sdain'st thou so
of Mortimer?
[
Seizing him
] Then I will carry thee by force away.
PRINCE
Help, uncle Kent! Mortimer will wrong me.
[
Exit
MORTIMER JUNIOR
with the
PRINCE
.]
QUEEN
Brother Edmund, strive not; we are his friends.
Isabel is
nearer
than the earl of Kent.
KENT
Sister, Edward is my
charge
.
Redeem him
.
QUEEN
Edward is my son, and I will keep him.
[
Exit the
QUEEN
.]
KENT
Mortimer shall know that he hath wronged me.
Hence will I haste to Killingworth Castle,
And rescue agèd Edward from his foes,
120Â Â To be revenged on Mortimer and thee.
Exit
.
Enter
MATREVIS
and
GURNEY
with the
KING
[
and
SOLDIERS
,
with torches
].
MATREVIS
My lord, be not pensive, we are your friends.
Men are ordained to live in misery;
Therefore come. Dalliance dangereth our lives.
EDWARD
Friends, whither must unhappy Edward go?
Will hateful Mortimer appoint no rest?
Must I be vexèd like the
nightly bird
Whose sight is loathsome to all wingèd fowls?
When will the fury of his mind assuage?
When will his heart be satisfied with blood?
If mine will serve,
unbowel
straight this breast
10Â Â Â Â Â Â Â And give my heart to Isabel and him;
It is the chiefest
mark
they level at.
GURNEY
Not so, my liege. The queen hath given this charge
To keep your grace in safety.
Your passions make your dolours to increase.
EDWARD
This usage makes my misery increase.
But can my
air of life
continue long
When all my senses are annoyed with stench?
Within a dungeon England's king is kept,
Where I am starved for want of sustenance;
20Â Â Â Â Â Â Â My daily diet is heart-breaking sobs
That almost rents the
closet
of my heart.
Thus lives old Edward, not relieved by any,
And so must die, though pitièd by many.
O, water, gentle friends, to cool my thirst
And clear my body from foul
excrements
!
[
Ditch water is brought onstage
.]
MATREVIS
Here's
channel water
, as our charge is given.
Sit
down, for we'll be barbers to your grace.
EDWARD
Traitors, away! What, will you murder me,
30Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Or choke your sovereign with puddle water?
GURNEY
No, but wash your face and shave away your beard,
Lest you be known and so be rescuèd.
MATREVIS
Why strive you thus? Your labour is in vain.
EDWARD
The wren may strive against the lion's strength,
But all in vain, so vainly do I strive
To seek for mercy at a tyrant's hand.
They wash
him with puddle water, and shave his beard away
.
Immortal powers, that knows the painful cares
That waits upon my poor distressèd soul,
O, level all your looks upon these daring men
40Â Â Â Â Â Â Â That wrongs their liege and sovereign, England's king.
O Gaveston, it is for thee that I am wronged;
For me, both thou and both the Spencers died,
And for your sakes a thousand wrongs I'll take.
The Spencers' ghosts, wherever they remain,
Wish well to mine. Then, tush, for them I'll die.
MATREVIS
'Twixt theirs and yours shall be no enmity.
Come, come, away. Now put the torches out,
We'll enter in by darkness to Killingworth.
[
They put out their torches
.]
Enter
EDMUND
[
EARL OF KENT
].
GURNEY
How now, who comes there?
[
They draw their swords
.]
MATREVIS
50Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Guard the king sure, it is the earl of Kent.
EDWARD
O gentle brother, help to rescue me!
MATREVIS
Keep them asunder!
Thrust in
the king.
KENT
Soldiers, let me but talk to him one word.
GURNEY
Lay hands upon the earl for this assault.
KENT
Lay down your weapons, traitors. Yield the king.
MATREVIS
Edmund, yield thou thyself, or thou shalt die.
[
KENT
is seized
.]
KENT
Base villains, wherefore do you grip me thus?
GURNEY
[
to the
SOLDIERS
]
Bind him and so convey him to the court.
KENT
Where is the court but here? Here is the king,
60Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â And I will visit him. Why stay you me?
MATREVIS
The court is where Lord Mortimer remains.
Thither shall your honour go, and so farewell.
Exeunt
MATREVIS
and
GURNEY
with the
KING
.
EDMUND
[
EARL OF KENT
]
and the
SOLDIERS
remain
.
KENT
O, miserable is that commonweal
Where lords keep courts and kings are locked in prison!
SOLDIER
Wherefore stay we? On, sirs, to the court.
KENT
Ay, lead me whither you will, even to my death,
Seeing that my brother cannot be released.
Exeunt
[,
KENT
guarded
].
Enter
MORTIMER
[
JUNIOR
]
alone
[
with a letter
].
MORTIMER
The king must die, or Mortimer goes down.
The commons now begin to pity him;
Yet he that is the cause of Edward's death
Is sure to pay for it when his son is of age,
And therefore will I do it cunningly.
This letter, written by a friend of ours,
Contains his death, yet bids them save his life.
â
Edwardum
occidere nolite timere, bonum est'
,
âFear not to kill the king, 'tis good he die.'
10Â Â Â Â Â Â Â But read it thus, and that's another sense:
âEdwardum occidere nolite, timere bonum est'
,
âKill not the king, 'tis good to fear the worst.'
Unpointed
as it is, thus shall it go,
That,
being dead
, if it chance to be found,
Matrevis and the rest may bear the blame
And we be
quit
that caused it to be done.
Within this room is locked the messenger
That shall convey it and perform the rest,
And by a secret token that he bears
20Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Shall he be murdered when the deed is done.
Lightborne
, come forth.
[
Enter
LIGHTBORNE
.]
Art thou as resolute as thou wast?
LIGHTBORNE
What else, my lord? And far more resolute.
MORTIMER
And hast thou cast how to accomplish it?
LIGHTBORNE
Ay, ay, and none shall know which way he died.
MORTIMER
But at his looks, Lightborne, thou wilt relent.
LIGHTBORNE
Relent? Ha, ha! I
use much
to relent.
MORTIMER
Well, do it bravely and be secret.
LIGHTBORNE
You shall not need to give instructions;
'Tis not the first time I have killed a man.
I learned in Naples how to poison flowers,
30Â Â Â Â Â Â Â To strangle with a
lawn
thrust through the throat,
To pierce the windpipe with a needle's point,
Or, whilst one is asleep, to take a quill
And blow a little powder in his ears,
Or open his mouth and pour quicksilver down;
But yet I have a braver way than these.
MORTIMER
What's that?
LIGHTBORNE
Nay, you shall pardon me, none shall know my tricks.
MORTIMER
I care not how it is, so it be not spied.
[
Giving the letter
]
Deliver this to Gurney and Matrevis.
40Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
At every
ten miles' end thou hast a horse.
[
Giving a token
]
Take this
. Away, and never see me more.
LIGHTBORNE
No?
MORTIMER
No,
Unless thou bring me news of Edward's death.
LIGHTBORNE
That will I quickly do. Farewell, my lord.
[
Exit
LIGHTBORNE
.]
MORTIMER
The prince I rule, the queen do I command;
And, with a lowly
congé
to the ground,
The proudest lords salute me as I pass.
I
seal
, I cancel, I do what I will.
50Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
Feared
am I more than loved. Let me be feared,
And when I frown, make all the court look pale.
I view the prince with
Aristarchus' eyes
,
Whose looks were as a breeching to a boy.
They thrust upon me the protectorship
And sue to me for that that I desire,
While at the council table, grave enough,
And not unlike a bashful Puritan,
First I complain of
imbecility
,
60Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Saying it is
onus quam gravissimum
,
Till, being interrupted by my friends,
Suscepi
that
provinciam
, as they term it,
And, to conclude, I am Protector now.
Now is all sure. The queen and Mortimer
Shall rule the realm, the king, and none rule us;
Mine enemies will I plague, my friends advance,
And what I list command, who dare control?
Maior
sum quam cui possit fortuna nocere
;
And that this be the coronation day
70Â Â Â Â Â Â Â It pleaseth me and Isabel the queen.
[
Trumpets sound offstage
.]
The trumpets sound. I must go take my place.
Enter the young
KING
, [
ARCH
]
BISHOP
[
OF CANTERBURY
],
CHAMPION
, NOBLES, QUEEN
[
and
ATTENDANTS
].
CANTERBURY
Long live King Edward, by the grace of God,
King of England and Lord of Ireland!
CHAMPION
If any Christian, Heathen, Turk, or Jew
Dares but affirm that Edward's not true king,
And will avouch his saying with the sword,
I am the champion that will combat him.
MORTIMER
None comes. Sound, trumpets!
[
The trumpets sound
.]
EDWARD III
Champion,
here's to thee
.
QUEEN
80Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Lord Mortimer, now take him to your charge.
Enter
SOLDIERS
with the
EARL OF KENT
prisoner
.
MORTIMER
What traitor have we there, with
blades and bills
?
SOLDIER
Edmund, the earl of Kent.
EDWARD III
     What hath he done?
SOLDIER
'A would have taken the king away perforce
As we were bringing him to Killingworth.
MORTIMER
Did you attempt his rescue, Edmund? Speak.
KENT
Mortimer, I did; he is our king,
And thou compell'st this prince to wear the crown.
MORTIMER
Strike off his head! He shall have martial law.
KENT
Strike off my head? Base traitor, I defy thee.
EDWARD III
[
to
MORTIMER JUNIOR
]
90Â Â Â My lord, he is my uncle and shall live.
MORTIMER