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Keeping them prisoner vnderneath his wings:
Yet if this seruile vsage once offend,
She is goingGo, and be free againe, as Suffolkes friend.
Oh stay: I haue no power to let her passe,
My hand would free her, but my heart sayes no.
As playes the Sunne vpon the glassie streames,
Twinkling another counterfetted beame,
So seemes this gorgeous beauty to mine eyes.
Faine would I woe her, yet I dare not speake:
Ile call for Pen and Inke, and write my minde:
Fye De la Pole, disable not thy selfe:
Hast not a Tongue? Is she not heere?
Wilt thou be daunted at a Womans sight?
I: Beauties Princely Maiesty is such,
'Confounds the tongue, and makes the senses rough.

Mar.
Say Earle of Suffolke, if thy name be so,
What ransome must I pay before I passe?
For I perceiue I am thy prisoner.

Suf.
How canst thou tell she will deny thy suite,
Before thou make a triall of her loue?

M.
Why speak'st thou not? What ransom must I pay?

Suf.
She's beautifull; and therefore to be Wooed:
She is a Woman; therefore to be Wonne.

Mar.
Wilt thou accept of ransome, yea or no?

Suf.
Fond man, remember that thou hast a wife,
Then how can Margaret be thy Paramour?

Mar.
I were best to leaue him, for he will not heare.

Suf.
There all is marr'd: there lies a cooling card.

Mar.
He talkes at randon: sure the man is mad.

Suf.
And yet a dispensation may bee had.

Mar.
And yet I would that you would answer me:

Suf.
Ile win this Lady Margaret. For whom?
Why for my King: Tush, that's a woodden thing.

Mar.
He talkes of wood: It is some Carpenter.

Suf.
Yet so my fancy may be satisfied,
And peace established betweene these Realmes.
But there remaines a scruple in that too:
For though her Father be the King of Naples,
Duke of Aniou and Mayne, yet is he poore,
And our Nobility will scorne the match.

Mar.
Heare ye Captaine? Are you not at leysure?

Suf.
It shall be so, disdaine they ne're so much:
Henry is youthfull, and will quickly yeeld.
Madam, I haue a secret to reueale.

Mar.
What though I be inthral'd, he seems a knight
And will not any way dishonor me.

Suf.
Lady, vouchsafe to listen what I say.

Mar.
Perhaps I shall be rescu'd by the French,
And then I need not craue his curtesie.

Suf.
Sweet Madam, giue me hearing in a cause.

Mar.
Tush, women haue bene captiuate ere now.

Suf.
Lady, wherefore talke you so?

Mar.
I cry you mercy, 'tis but Quid for Quo.

Suf.
Say gentle Princesse, would you not suppose
Your bondage happy, to be made a Queene?

Mar.
To be a Queene in bondage, is more vile,
Than is a slaue, in base seruility:
For Princes should be free.

Suf.
And so shall you,
If happy Englands Royall King be free.

Mar.
Why what concernes his freedome vnto mee?

Suf.
Ile vndertake to make thee Henries Queene,
To put a Golden Scepter in thy hand,
And set a precious Crowne vpon thy head,
If thou wilt condiscend to be my———

Mar.
What?

Suf.
His loue.

Mar.
I am vnworthy to be Henries wife.

Suf.
No gentle Madam, I vnworthy am
To woe so faire a Dame to be his wife,
And haue no portion in the choice my selfe.
How say you Madam, are ye so content?

Mar.
And if my Father please, I am content.

Suf.
Then call our Captaines and our Colours forth,
And Madam, at your Fathers Castle walles,
Wee'l craue a parley, to conferre with him.
Sound. Enter Reignier on the Walles.
See Reignier see, thy daughter prisoner.

Reig.
To whom?

Suf.
To me.

Reig.
Suffolke, what remedy?
I am a Souldier, and vnapt to weepe,
Or to exclaime on Fortunes ficklenesse.

Suf.
Yes, there is remedy enough my Lord,
Consent, and for thy Honor giue consent,
Thy daughter shall be wedded to my King,
Whom I with paine haue wooed and wonne thereto:
And this her easie held imprisonment,
Hath gain'd thy daughter Princely libertie.

Reig.
Speakes Suffolke as he thinkes?

Suf.
Faire Margaret knowes,
That Suffolke doth not flatter, face, or faine.

Reig.
Vpon thy Princely warrant, I descend,
To giue thee answer of thy iust demand.

Suf.
And heere I will expect thy comming.

Trumpets sound. Enter Reignier.

Reig.
Welcome braue Earle into our Territories,
Command in Aniou what your Honor pleases.

Suf.
Thankes Reignier, happy for so sweet a Childe,
Fit to be made companion with a King:
What answer makes your Grace vnto my suite?

Reig.
Since thou dost daigne to woe her little worth,
To be the Princely Bride of such a Lord:
Vpon condition I may quietly
Enioy mine owne, the Country Maine and Aniou,
Free from oppression, or the stroke of Warre,
My daughter shall be Henries, if he please.

Suf.
That is her ransome, I deliuer her,
And those two Counties I will vndertake
Your Grace shall well and quietly enioy.

Reig.
And I againe in Henries Royall name,
As Deputy vnto that gracious King,
Giue thee her hand for signe of plighted faith.

Suf.
Reignier of France, I giue thee Kingly thankes,
Because this is in Trafficke of a King.
And yet me thinkes I could be well content
To be mine owne Atturney in this case.
Ile ouer then to England with this newes.
And make this marriage to be solemniz'd:
So farewell Reignier, set this Diamond safe
In Golden Pallaces as it becomes.

Reig.
I do embrace thee, as I would embrace
The Christian Prince King Henrie were he heere.

Mar.
Farewell my Lord, good wishes, praise, & praiers,
Shee is going.Shall Suffolke euer haue of Margaret.

Suf.
Farwell sweet Madam: but hearke you Margaret,
No Princely commendations to my King?

Mar.
Such commendations as becomes a Maide,
A Virgin, and his Seruant, say to him.

Suf.
Words sweetly plac'd, and modestie directed,

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