Judge. Hold thy hand vp at the barre. Theefe. Here it is my Lord. Judge. Clearke of the office, reade his inditement. Theefe. My name was knowne before I came here, And shall be when I am gone, I warrant you. Iudge. I, I thinke so, but we will know it better before thou go. Der. Sownes and you do but send to the next Iaile, We are sure to know his name, For this is not the first prison he hath bene in, ile warrant you. Theefe. What need you to aske, and haue it in writing. Theefe. What néed you to ask, and know it so well. Clearke. Why then Cutbert Cutter, I indite thée by the name of Cuthert Cutter, for robbing a poore carrier the 20 day of May last past, in the fourteen yeare of the raigne of our soueraigne Lord King Henry the fourth, for setting vpon a poore Carrier vpon Gads hill in Kent, and hauing beaten and wounded the said Carrier, and taken his goods from him. Der. Oh maisters stay there, nay lets neuer belie the inan, for he hath not beaten and wounded me also, but hée hath beaten and wounded my packe, and hath taken the great rase of Ginger, that bouncing Bess should haue had, that gréeues me most. Iudge. Well, what sayest thou, art thou guiltie, or not guiltie? Theefe. Not guiltie, my Lord. Iudge. By whom wilt thou be tride? Theefe. By my Lord the young Prince, or by my selfe whether you will. Enter the young Prince, with NED and Toм. Hen. V. Come away my lads, ye villain, what make you héere? I must goe about my businesse my selfe, and you must stand loytering here. Theefe. Why my Lord, they haue bound me, and will not let me goe. Hen. V. Haue they bound thée villain, why how now my Lord. Iudge. I am glad to see your Grace in good health. Tis maruell you knew him not long before this, I tell you he is a man of his hands. Thefe. I Gogs wounds that I am, try me who dare. Iudge. Your Grace shal finde small credit by acknowledging him to be your man. Hen. V. Why my Lord, what hath he done? Iudge. And it please your Maiestie, he hath robbed a poore Carrier. Der. Heare you sir, marry it was one Dericke, Goodman Hoblings man of Kent. Hen. V. What wast thou butten-breech? Of my word my Lord, he did it but in jest. Der. Heare you sir, is it your mans qualitie to rob folks in iest? In faith, he shall be hangd in earnest. Hen. V. Well my Lord, what do you meane to do with my man? Iudge. And please your grace the law must passe on him, According to iustice then he must be executed. Der. Heare you sir, I pray you, is it your mans quality to rob folkes in iest? In faith he shall be hangd in iest. Hen. V. Well my Lord, what meane you to do with my man? Iudge. And please your grace the law must passe on him, According to instice, then he must be executed. Hen. V. Why then belike you meane to hang my man? Hen. V. Why my Lord, I pray ye who am I? Iudge. And please your Grace, you are my Lord the yong Prince, our King that shall be after the decease of our souereigne Lord King Henry the fourth, whom God graunt long to raigne. Hen. V. You say true my Lord: And you will hang my man. Iudge. And like your grace, I must néeds do iustice. Iudge. I cannot my Lord. Hen. V. But will you not let him go? Iudge. I am sorie that his case is so ill. Hen. V. Tush, case me no casings, shal I haue my man? Iudge. I cannot, nor I may not my Lord. Hen. V. Nay, and I shal not say, & then I am answered? Iudge. No. Hen. V. No: then I will haue him. [He giveth him a boxe on the eare. Ned. my Lord, shal I cut off his head? [Exeunt the Theefe. Iudge. Well my Lord, I am content to take it at your hands Hen. V. You, who knowes not you? Why man, you are Lord chiefe Iustice of England. Iudge. Your Grace hath said truth, therefore in striking me in this place, you greatly abuse me, and not me onely but also your father whose liuely person here in this place I doo represent. And therefore to teach you what prerogatiues meane, I commit you to the Fléete, vntill wee haue spoken with your father. Hen. V. Why then belike you meane to send me to the Fléete? Iudge. I indeed, and therefore carry him away. [Exeunt HENRY V. with the Officers. Iudge. Iayler, carry the prisoner to Newgate againe, vntil the next Sises. Tayler. At your commandement my Lord, it shalbe done. Enter DERICKE and IOHN COBLER. Der. Sownds maisters, heres adoo, When Princes must go to prison: Why Iohn, didst euer sée the like? Iohn. O Dericke, trust me, I neuer saw the like. Der. Why Iohn thou maist sée what princes be in choller, A Iudge a boxe on the eare, Ile tel thée Iohn, O Iohn, I would not haue done it for twentie shillings. Iohn. No nor I, there had bene no way but one for vs, We should haue been hangde. Der. Faith Iohn, Ile tel thée what, thou shalt be my Lord chiefe Iustice, and thou shalt sit in the chaire, And ile be the yong Prince, and hit thée a box on the eare, And then thou shalt say, to teach you what prerogatiues meane, I commit you to the Fléete. John. Come on, Ile be your ludge, But thou shalt not hit me hard. Der. No, no. Iohn. What hath he done? Der. Marry he hath robd Dericke. Iohn. Why then I cannot let him goe. Der. I must néeds haue my man. Iohn. You shall not haue him. Der. Shall I not haue my man, say no and you dare: How say you, shall I not haue my man? Iohn. No marry shall you not. Der. Shall I not Iohn? John. No Dericke. Der. Why then take you that till more come, Sownes, shall I not haue him? Iohn. Well I am content to take this at your hand, But I pray you who am I? Der. Who art thou, Sownds, doost not know thyselfe? lohn. No. Der. Now away simple fellow, Why man, thou art Iohn the Cobler. John. No, I am my Lord chiefe Iustice of England. Iohn. Why then to teach you what prerogatiues mean I commit you to the Fléete. Der. Wel I wil go, but yfaith you gray beard knaue, Ile course you. [Exit. And straight enters again. Oh Iohn, Come, come out of thy chaire, why what a clown weart thou, to let me hit thée a box on the eare, and now thou seest they will not take me to the Fléete, I thinke that thou art one of these Worenday Clownes. John. But I maruell what will become of thée ? Der. Faith, ile be no more a Carrier. John. What wilt thou doo then? Der. Ile dwell with thée and be a Cobler. Iohn. With me, alasse, I am not able to kéepe thée, Why thou wilt eate me out of doores. Der. Oh Iohn, no Iohn, I am none of these great slouching fellowes, that deuoure these great péeces of béefe and brewes, alasse a trifle serues me, a Woodcocke, a Chicken, or a Capons legge, or any such little thing serues me. Lohn. A Capon, why man, I cannot get a Capon once a yeare, except it be at Christmas, at some other mans house, for we Coblers be glad of a dish of rootes. Der. Rootes, why are you so good at rooting? Nay Cobler, wéele haue you ringde. John. But Dericke, though we be so poore, Yet wil we haue in store a crab in the fire, With nut-browne Ale, that is full stale, Der. A bots on you, and be but for your Ale, Ile dwel with you, come lets away as fast as we can. Enter the yong Prince, with NED and TOM. Didst thou not see what a boxe on the eare [Excunt, I tooke my Lord chiefe iustice. Tom. By it did me good to see it, It made his teeth iarre in his head. Enter sir IOHN OLD-CASTLE. Hen. V. How now sir Iohn Old-Castle? What newes with you? Ioh. Old. I am glad to see your grace at libertie, I was come I, to visit you in prison. Hen. V. To visit me, didst thou not know that I am a Princes son, why tis enough for me to looke into a prison, though I'come not in my selfe, but heres such adoo now adayes, heres prisoning, heres hanging, whipping, and the diuell and all; but I tel you sirs, when I am King, we will haue no such things, but my lads, if the old king my father were dead, we would be all kings. Ioh. Old. Hée is a good olde man, God take him to his mercy the sooner. Hen. V. But, Ned, so soone as I am King, the first thing I wil do, shal be to put my Lord chiefe Iustice out of office. And thou shalt be my Lord chiefe Iustice of England. Ned. Shall I be Lord chiefe Iustice? By Ile be the brauest Lord chiefe Iustice Hen. V. Then, Ned, Ile turne all these prisons into Fence Schooles, and I will endue thée with them, with landes to maintaine them withall: then I wil haue a bout with my Lord chiefe Iustice, thou shalt hang none but picke purses, and horse stealers, and such base-minded villaines, but that fellow that wil stand by the highway side couragiously with his sword and buckler and take a purse, that fellow giue him commendations, beside that, send him to me, and I will giue him an anuall pension out of my Exchequer, to maintaine him all the dayes of his life.. Ioh. Nobly spoken Harry, we shall neuer haue a mery world til the old king be dead. Ned. But whither are ye going now? Hen. V. To the Court, for I heare say, my father lies verie sicke. Tom. But I doubt he wil not die. Hen. V. Yet will I goe thither, for the breath shal be no sooner out of his mouth, but I wil clap the Crowne on my head. Iock. Wil you goe to the Court with that cloake so ful of néedles? Hen. V. Cloake, ilat-holes, néedles, and all was of mine owne devising, and therefore I wil weare it. |