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  • Title: Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Quarto)
  • Editors: Christopher Hicklin, Christopher Matusiak

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    Author: Robert Greene
    Editors: Christopher Hicklin, Christopher Matusiak
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    Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Quarto)

    The honourable historie of Frier Bacon.

    Enter Henry the third, the emperour, the king of Castile, Elinor
    445his daughter, Iaques Vandermast a Germaine.

    Henrie. Great men of Europe, monarks of the West,
    Ringd with the wals of old Oceanus,
    Whose loftie surges like the battelments,
    That compast high built Babell in with towers,
    450Welcome my lords, welcome braue westerne kings,
    To Englands shore, whose promontorie cleeues,
    Shewes Albion is another little world,
    Welcome sayes English Henrie to you all,
    Chiefly vnto the louely Eleanour,
    455Who darde for Edwards sake cut through the seas,
    And venture as Agenors damsell through the deepe,
    To get the loue of Henries wanton sonne.
    Castile. Englands rich Monarch braue Plantagenet,
    The Pyren mounts swelling aboue the clouds,
    460That ward the welthie Castile in with walles,
    Could not detaine the beautious Eleanour,
    But hearing of the fame of Edwards youth,
    She darde to brooke Neptunus haughtie pride,
    And bide the brunt of froward Eolus,
    465Then may faire England welcome her the more.
    Elinor. After that English Henrie by his lords,
    Had sent prince Edwards louely counterfeit,
    A present to the Castile Elinor,
    The comly pourtrait of so braue a man,
    470The vertuous fame discoursed of his deeds,
    Edwards couragious resolution,
    Done at the holy land fore Damas walles,
    Led both mine eye and thought in equall links,
    To like so of the English Monarchs sonne,
    475That I attempted perrils for his sake.
    Emperour. Where is the Prince, my lord?
    Henrie. He posted down, not long since from the court,