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<section id="titlepage" epub:type="titlepage frontmatter">
<h1 epub:type="title">Richard <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></h1>
<p>By <b epub:type="z3998:personal-name z3998:author">William Shakespeare</b>.</p>
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<h2 epub:type="title">Table of Contents</h2>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#titlepage">Titlepage</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#imprint">Imprint</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#dramatis-personae">Dramatis Personae</a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#halftitlepage">Richard <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#act-1">Act <span epub:type="z3998:roman">I</span></a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#scene-1-1">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">I</span></a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#scene-1-2">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></a>
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<li>
<a href="#scene-1-3">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">III</span></a>
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<li>
<a href="#scene-1-4">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">IV</span></a>
</li>
</ol>
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<li>
<a href="#act-2">Act <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#scene-2-1">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">I</span></a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#scene-2-2">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#scene-2-3">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">III</span></a>
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<a href="#scene-2-4">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">IV</span></a>
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</ol>
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<li>
<a href="#act-3">Act <span epub:type="z3998:roman">III</span></a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#scene-3-1">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">I</span></a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#scene-3-2">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#scene-3-3">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">III</span></a>
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<a href="#scene-3-4">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">IV</span></a>
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</ol>
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<li>
<a href="#act-4">Act <span epub:type="z3998:roman">IV</span></a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#scene-4-1">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">I</span></a>
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</ol>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#act-5">Act <span epub:type="z3998:roman">V</span></a>
<ol>
<li>
<a href="#scene-5-1">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">I</span></a>
</li>
<li>
<a href="#scene-5-2">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></a>
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<a href="#scene-5-3">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">III</span></a>
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<a href="#scene-5-4">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">IV</span></a>
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<a href="#scene-5-5">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">V</span></a>
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<a href="#scene-5-6">Scene <span epub:type="z3998:roman">VI</span></a>
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<a href="#colophon">Colophon</a>
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<a href="#uncopyright">Uncopyright</a>
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<section id="imprint" epub:type="imprint frontmatter">
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<section id="dramatis-personae" epub:type="z3998:dramatis-personae frontmatter z3998:fiction z3998:drama">
<h2 epub:type="title">Dramatis Personae</h2>
<ul>
<li>
<p>King Richard the Second</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>John of Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster, uncle to the king</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Edmund of Langley, Duke of York, uncle to the king</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Henry, surnamed Bolingbroke, Duke of Hereford, son to John of Gaunt; afterwards King Henry <span epub:type="z3998:roman">IV</span></p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Duke of Aumerle, son to the Duke of York</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Duke of Surrey</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Earl of Salisbury</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Lord Berkeley</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Bushy, servant to King Richard</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Bagot, servant to King Richard</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Green, servant to King Richard</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Earl of Northumberland</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Henry Percy, surnamed Hotspur, his son</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Lord Ross</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Lord Willoughby</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Lord Fitzwater</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Bishop of Carlisle</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Abbot of Westminster</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Lord Marshal</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Sir Stephen Scroop</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Sir Pierce of Exton</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Captain of a band of Welshmen</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Queen to King Richard</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Duchess of York</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Duchess of Gloucester</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Lady attending on the Queen</p>
</li>
<li>
<p>Lords, heralds, officers, soldiers, two gardeners, keeper, messenger, groom, and other attendants</p>
</li>
</ul>
<p>Scene: England and Wales.</p>
</section>
<section id="halftitlepage" epub:type="halftitlepage frontmatter">
<h2 epub:type="fulltitle">Richard <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></h2>
</section>
<section id="act-1" epub:type="chapter bodymatter z3998:fiction z3998:drama">
<h2>
<span epub:type="label">Act</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</span>
</h2>
<section id="scene-1-1" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</span>
</h3>
<p>London. <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard’s</b> palace.</p>
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<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">John of Gaunt</b>, with other Nobles and Attendants.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Old John of Gaunt, time-honour’d Lancaster,</span>
<br/>
<span>Hast thou, according to thy oath and band,</span>
<br/>
<span>Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold son,</span>
<br/>
<span>Here to make good the boisterous late appeal,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which then our leisure would not let us hear,</span>
<br/>
<span>Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td>I have, my liege.</td>
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<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Tell me, moreover, hast thou sounded him,</span>
<br/>
<span>If he appeal the duke on ancient malice;</span>
<br/>
<span>Or worthily, as a good subject should,</span>
<br/>
<span>On some known ground of treachery in him?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>As near as I could sift him on that argument,</span>
<br/>
<span>On some apparent danger seen in him</span>
<br/>
<span>Aim’d at your highness, no inveterate malice.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Then call them to our presence; face to face,</span>
<br/>
<span>And frowning brow to brow, ourselves will hear</span>
<br/>
<span>The accuser and the accused freely speak:</span>
<br/>
<span>High-stomach’d are they both, and full of ire,</span>
<br/>
<span>In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Many years of happy days befall</span>
<br/>
<span>My gracious sovereign, my most loving liege!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Each day still better other’s happiness;</span>
<br/>
<span>Until the heavens, envying earth’s good hap,</span>
<br/>
<span>Add an immortal title to your crown!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We thank you both: yet one but flatters us,</span>
<br/>
<span>As well appeareth by the cause you come;</span>
<br/>
<span>Namely, to appeal each other of high treason.</span>
<br/>
<span>Cousin of Hereford, what dost thou object</span>
<br/>
<span>Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>First, heaven be the record to my speech!</span>
<br/>
<span>In the devotion of a subject’s love,</span>
<br/>
<span>Tendering the precious safety of my prince,</span>
<br/>
<span>And free from other misbegotten hate,</span>
<br/>
<span>Come I appellant to this princely presence.</span>
<br/>
<span>Now, Thomas Mowbray, do I turn to thee,</span>
<br/>
<span>And mark my greeting well; for what I speak</span>
<br/>
<span>My body shall make good upon this earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or my divine soul answer it in heaven.</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou art a traitor and a miscreant,</span>
<br/>
<span>Too good to be so and too bad to live,</span>
<br/>
<span>Since the more fair and crystal is the sky,</span>
<br/>
<span>The uglier seem the clouds that in it fly.</span>
<br/>
<span>Once more, the more to aggravate the note,</span>
<br/>
<span>With a foul traitor’s name stuff I thy throat;</span>
<br/>
<span>And wish, so please my sovereign, ere I move,</span>
<br/>
<span>What my tongue speaks my right drawn sword may prove.</span>
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</td>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal:</span>
<br/>
<span>’Tis not the trial of a woman’s war,</span>
<br/>
<span>The bitter clamour of two eager tongues,</span>
<br/>
<span>Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain;</span>
<br/>
<span>The blood is hot that must be cool’d for this:</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet can I not of such tame patience boast</span>
<br/>
<span>As to be hush’d and nought at all to say:</span>
<br/>
<span>First, the fair reverence of your highness curbs me</span>
<br/>
<span>From giving reins and spurs to my free speech;</span>
<br/>
<span>Which else would post until it had return’d</span>
<br/>
<span>These terms of treason doubled down his throat.</span>
<br/>
<span>Setting aside his high blood’s royalty,</span>
<br/>
<span>And let him be no kinsman to my liege,</span>
<br/>
<span>I do defy him, and I spit at him;</span>
<br/>
<span>Call him a slanderous coward and a villain:</span>
<br/>
<span>Which to maintain I would allow him odds,</span>
<br/>
<span>And meet him, were I tied to run afoot</span>
<br/>
<span>Even to the frozen ridges of the Alps,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or any other ground inhabitable,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where ever Englishman durst set his foot.</span>
<br/>
<span>Mean time let this defend my loyalty,</span>
<br/>
<span>By all my hopes, most falsely doth he lie.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Pale trembling coward, there I throw my gage,</span>
<br/>
<span>Disclaiming here the kindred of the king,</span>
<br/>
<span>And lay aside my high blood’s royalty,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which fear, not reverence, makes thee to except.</span>
<br/>
<span>If guilty dread have left thee so much strength</span>
<br/>
<span>As to take up mine honour’s pawn, then stoop:</span>
<br/>
<span>By that and all the rites of knighthood else,</span>
<br/>
<span>Will I make good against thee, arm to arm,</span>
<br/>
<span>What I have spoke, or thou canst worse devise.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I take it up; and by that sword I swear,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which gently laid my knighthood on my shoulder,</span>
<br/>
<span>I’ll answer thee in any fair degree,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or chivalrous design of knightly trial:</span>
<br/>
<span>And when I mount, alive may I not light,</span>
<br/>
<span>If I be traitor or unjustly fight!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What doth our cousin lay to Mowbray’s charge?</span>
<br/>
<span>It must be great that can inherit us</span>
<br/>
<span>So much as of a thought of ill in him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Look, what I speak, my life shall prove it true;</span>
<br/>
<span>That Mowbray hath received eight thousand nobles</span>
<br/>
<span>In name of lendings for your highness’ soldiers,</span>
<br/>
<span>The which he hath detain’d for lewd employments,</span>
<br/>
<span>Like a false traitor and injurious villain.</span>
<br/>
<span>Besides I say and will in battle prove,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or here or elsewhere to the furthest verge</span>
<br/>
<span>That ever was survey’d by English eye,</span>
<br/>
<span>That all the treasons for these eighteen years</span>
<br/>
<span>Complotted and contrived in this land</span>
<br/>
<span>Fetch from false Mowbray their first head and spring.</span>
<br/>
<span>Further I say and further will maintain</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon his bad life to make all this good,</span>
<br/>
<span>That he did plot the Duke of Gloucester’s death,</span>
<br/>
<span>Suggest his soon-believing adversaries,</span>
<br/>
<span>And consequently, like a traitor coward,</span>
<br/>
<span>Sluiced out his innocent soul through streams of blood:</span>
<br/>
<span>Which blood, like sacrificing Abel’s, cries,</span>
<br/>
<span>Even from the tongueless caverns of the earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>To me for justice and rough chastisement;</span>
<br/>
<span>And, by the glorious worth of my descent,</span>
<br/>
<span>This arm shall do it, or this life be spent.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>How high a pitch his resolution soars!</span>
<br/>
<span>Thomas of Norfolk, what say’st thou to this?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, let my sovereign turn away his face</span>
<br/>
<span>And bid his ears a little while be deaf,</span>
<br/>
<span>Till I have told this slander of his blood,</span>
<br/>
<span>How God and good men hate so foul a liar.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Mowbray, impartial are our eyes and ears:</span>
<br/>
<span>Were he my brother, nay, my kingdom’s heir,</span>
<br/>
<span>As he is but my father’s brother’s son,</span>
<br/>
<span>Now, by my sceptre’s awe, I make a vow,</span>
<br/>
<span>Such neighbour nearness to our sacred blood</span>
<br/>
<span>Should nothing privilege him, nor partialize</span>
<br/>
<span>The unstooping firmness of my upright soul:</span>
<br/>
<span>He is our subject, Mowbray; so art thou:</span>
<br/>
<span>Free speech and fearless I to thee allow.</span>
</p>
</td>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Then, Bolingbroke, as low as to thy heart,</span>
<br/>
<span>Through the false passage of thy throat, thou liest.</span>
<br/>
<span>Three parts of that receipt I had for Calais</span>
<br/>
<span>Disbursed I duly to his highness’ soldiers;</span>
<br/>
<span>The other part reserved I by consent,</span>
<br/>
<span>For that my sovereign liege was in my debt</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon remainder of a dear account,</span>
<br/>
<span>Since last I went to France to fetch his queen:</span>
<br/>
<span>Now swallow down that lie. For Gloucester’s death,</span>
<br/>
<span>I slew him not; but to my own disgrace</span>
<br/>
<span>Neglected my sworn duty in that case.</span>
<br/>
<span>For you, my noble Lord of Lancaster,</span>
<br/>
<span>The honourable father to my foe,</span>
<br/>
<span>Once did I lay an ambush for your life,</span>
<br/>
<span>A trespass that doth vex my grieved soul;</span>
<br/>
<span>But ere I last received the sacrament</span>
<br/>
<span>I did confess it, and exactly begg’d</span>
<br/>
<span>Your grace’s pardon, and I hope I had it.</span>
<br/>
<span>This is my fault: as for the rest appeal’d,</span>
<br/>
<span>It issues from the rancour of a villain,</span>
<br/>
<span>A recreant and most degenerate traitor:</span>
<br/>
<span>Which in myself I boldly will defend;</span>
<br/>
<span>And interchangeably hurl down my gage</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon this overweening traitor’s foot,</span>
<br/>
<span>To prove myself a loyal gentleman</span>
<br/>
<span>Even in the best blood chamber’d in his bosom.</span>
<br/>
<span>In haste whereof, most heartily I pray</span>
<br/>
<span>Your highness to assign our trial day.</span>
</p>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Wrath-kindled gentlemen, be ruled by me;</span>
<br/>
<span>Let’s purge this choler without letting blood:</span>
<br/>
<span>This we prescribe, though no physician;</span>
<br/>
<span>Deep malice makes too deep incision;</span>
<br/>
<span>Forget, forgive; conclude and be agreed;</span>
<br/>
<span>Our doctors say this is no month to bleed.</span>
<br/>
<span>Good uncle, let this end where it begun;</span>
<br/>
<span>We’ll calm the Duke of Norfolk, you your son.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>To be a make-peace shall become my age:</span>
<br/>
<span>Throw down, my son, the Duke of Norfolk’s gage.</span>
</p>
</td>
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<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>And, Norfolk, throw down his.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>When, Harry, when?</span>
<br/>
<span>Obedience bids I should not bid again.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Norfolk, throw down, we bid; there is no boot.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Myself I throw, dread sovereign, at thy foot.</span>
<br/>
<span>My life thou shalt command, but not my shame:</span>
<br/>
<span>The one my duty owes; but my fair name,</span>
<br/>
<span>Despite of death that lives upon my grave,</span>
<br/>
<span>To dark dishonour’s use thou shalt not have.</span>
<br/>
<span>I am disgraced, impeach’d and baffled here,</span>
<br/>
<span>Pierced to the soul with slander’s venom’d spear,</span>
<br/>
<span>The which no balm can cure but his heart-blood</span>
<br/>
<span>Which breathed this poison.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Rage must be withstood:</span>
<br/>
<span>Give me his gage: lions make leopards tame.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Yea, but not change his spots: take but my shame,</span>
<br/>
<span>And I resign my gage. My dear dear lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>The purest treasure mortal times afford</span>
<br/>
<span>Is spotless reputation: that away,</span>
<br/>
<span>Men are but gilded loam or painted clay.</span>
<br/>
<span>A jewel in a ten-times-barr’d-up chest</span>
<br/>
<span>Is a bold spirit in a loyal breast.</span>
<br/>
<span>Mine honour is my life; both grow in one;</span>
<br/>
<span>Take honour from me, and my life is done:</span>
<br/>
<span>Then, dear my liege, mine honour let me try;</span>
<br/>
<span>In that I live and for that will I die.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Cousin, throw up your gage; do you begin.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, God defend my soul from such deep sin!</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall I seem crest-fall’n in my father’s sight?</span>
<br/>
<span>Or with pale beggar-fear impeach my height</span>
<br/>
<span>Before this out-dared dastard? Ere my tongue</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall wound my honour with such feeble wrong,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or sound so base a parle, my teeth shall tear</span>
<br/>
<span>The slavish motive of recanting fear,</span>
<br/>
<span>And spit it bleeding in his high disgrace,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where shame doth harbour, even in Mowbray’s face. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</b>.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
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<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We were not born to sue, but to command;</span>
<br/>
<span>Which since we cannot do to make you friends,</span>
<br/>
<span>Be ready, as your lives shall answer it,</span>
<br/>
<span>At Coventry, upon Saint Lambert’s day:</span>
<br/>
<span>There shall your swords and lances arbitrate</span>
<br/>
<span>The swelling difference of your settled hate:</span>
<br/>
<span>Since we can not atone you, we shall see</span>
<br/>
<span>Justice design the victor’s chivalry.</span>
<br/>
<span>Lord marshal, command our officers at arms</span>
<br/>
<span>Be ready to direct these home alarms. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-1-2" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">II</span>
</h3>
<p>The <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duke of Lancaster’s</b> palace.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">John of Gaunt</b> with the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess of Gloucester</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Alas, the part I had in Woodstock’s blood</span>
<br/>
<span>Doth more solicit me than your exclaims,</span>
<br/>
<span>To stir against the butchers of his life!</span>
<br/>
<span>But since correction lieth in those hands</span>
<br/>
<span>Which made the fault that we cannot correct,</span>
<br/>
<span>Put we our quarrel to the will of heaven;</span>
<br/>
<span>Who, when they see the hours ripe on earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Will rain hot vengeance on offenders’ heads.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper spur?</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath love in thy old blood no living fire?</span>
<br/>
<span>Edward’s seven sons, whereof thyself art one,</span>
<br/>
<span>Were as seven vials of his sacred blood,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or seven fair branches springing from one root:</span>
<br/>
<span>Some of those seven are dried by nature’s course,</span>
<br/>
<span>Some of those branches by the Destinies cut;</span>
<br/>
<span>But Thomas, my dear lord, my life, my Gloucester,</span>
<br/>
<span>One vial full of Edward’s sacred blood,</span>
<br/>
<span>One flourishing branch of his most royal root,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is crack’d, and all the precious liquor spilt,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is hack’d down, and his summer leaves all faded,</span>
<br/>
<span>By envy’s hand and murder’s bloody axe.</span>
<br/>
<span>Ah, Gaunt, his blood was thine! that bed, that womb,</span>
<br/>
<span>That metal, that self mould, that fashion’d thee</span>
<br/>
<span>Made him a man; and though thou livest and breathest,</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet art thou slain in him: thou dost consent</span>
<br/>
<span>In some large measure to thy father’s death,</span>
<br/>
<span>In that thou seest thy wretched brother die,</span>
<br/>
<span>Who was the model of thy father’s life.</span>
<br/>
<span>Call it not patience, Gaunt; it is despair:</span>
<br/>
<span>In suffering thus thy brother to be slaughter’d,</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou showest the naked pathway to thy life,</span>
<br/>
<span>Teaching stern murder how to butcher thee:</span>
<br/>
<span>That which in mean men we intitle patience</span>
<br/>
<span>Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.</span>
<br/>
<span>What shall I say? to safeguard thine own life,</span>
<br/>
<span>The best way is to venge my Gloucester’s death.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>God’s is the quarrel; for God’s substitute,</span>
<br/>
<span>His deputy anointed in His sight,</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath caused his death: the which if wrongfully,</span>
<br/>
<span>Let heaven revenge; for I may never lift</span>
<br/>
<span>An angry arm against His minister.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>Where then, alas, may I complain myself?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td>To God, the widow’s champion and defence.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Why, then, I will. Farewell, old Gaunt.</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou goest to Coventry, there to behold</span>
<br/>
<span>Our cousin Hereford and fell Mowbray fight:</span>
<br/>
<span>O, sit my husband’s wrongs on Hereford’s spear,</span>
<br/>
<span>That it may enter butcher Mowbray’s breast!</span>
<br/>
<span>Or, if misfortune miss the first career,</span>
<br/>
<span>Be Mowbray’s sins so heavy in his bosom,</span>
<br/>
<span>They may break his foaming courser’s back,</span>
<br/>
<span>And throw the rider headlong in the lists,</span>
<br/>
<span>A caitiff recreant to my cousin Hereford!</span>
<br/>
<span>Farewell, old Gaunt: thy sometimes brother’s wife</span>
<br/>
<span>With her companion grief must end her life.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Sister, farewell; I must to Coventry:</span>
<br/>
<span>As much good stay with thee as go with me!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Yet one word more: grief boundeth where it falls,</span>
<br/>
<span>Not with the empty hollowness, but weight:</span>
<br/>
<span>I take my leave before I have begun,</span>
<br/>
<span>For sorrow ends not when it seemeth done.</span>
<br/>
<span>Commend me to thy brother, Edmund York.</span>
<br/>
<span>Lo, this is all:⁠—nay, yet depart not so;</span>
<br/>
<span>Though this be all, do not so quickly go;</span>
<br/>
<span>I shall remember more. Bid him⁠—ah, what?⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>With all good speed at Plashy visit me.</span>
<br/>
<span>Alack, and what shall good old York there see</span>
<br/>
<span>But empty lodgings and unfurnish’d walls,</span>
<br/>
<span>Unpeopled offices, untrodden stones?</span>
<br/>
<span>And what hear there for welcome but my groans?</span>
<br/>
<span>Therefore commend me; let him not come there,</span>
<br/>
<span>To seek out sorrow that dwells every where.</span>
<br/>
<span>Desolate, desolate, will I hence and die:</span>
<br/>
<span>The last leave of thee takes my weeping eye. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-1-3" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">III</span>
</h3>
<p>The lists at Coventry.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Lord Marshal</b> and the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duke of Aumerle</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td>My Lord Aumerle, is Harry Hereford arm’d?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Yea, at all points; and longs to enter in.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The Duke of Norfolk, sprightfully and bold,</span>
<br/>
<span>Stays but the summons of the appellant’s trumpet.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Why, then, the champions are prepared, and stay</span>
<br/>
<span>For nothing but his majesty’s approach.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">The trumpets sound, and the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King</b> enters with his nobles, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</b>, and others. When they are set, enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</b> in arms, defendant, with a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Herald</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Marshal, demand of yonder champion</span>
<br/>
<span>The cause of his arrival here in arms:</span>
<br/>
<span>Ask him his name and orderly proceed</span>
<br/>
<span>To swear him in the justice of his cause.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>In God’s name and the king’s, say who thou art</span>
<br/>
<span>And why thou comest thus knightly clad in arms,</span>
<br/>
<span>Against what man thou comest, and what thy quarrel:</span>
<br/>
<span>Speak truly, on thy knighthood and thy oath;</span>
<br/>
<span>As so defend thee heaven and thy valour!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My name is Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk;</span>
<br/>
<span>Who hither come engaged by my oath⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Which God defend a knight should violate!⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Both to defend my loyalty and truth</span>
<br/>
<span>To God, my king and my succeeding issue,</span>
<br/>
<span>Against the Duke of Hereford that appeals me;</span>
<br/>
<span>And, by the grace of God and this mine arm,</span>
<br/>
<span>To prove him, in defending of myself,</span>
<br/>
<span>A traitor to my God, my king, and me:</span>
<br/>
<span>And as I truly fight, defend me heaven!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">The trumpets sound. Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b>, appellant, in armour, with a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Herald</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Marshal, ask yonder knight in arms,</span>
<br/>
<span>Both who he is and why he cometh hither</span>
<br/>
<span>Thus plated in habiliments of war,</span>
<br/>
<span>And formally, according to our law,</span>
<br/>
<span>Depose him in the justice of his cause.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What is thy name? and wherefore comest thou hither,</span>
<br/>
<span>Before King Richard in his royal lists?</span>
<br/>
<span>Against whom comest thou? and what’s thy quarrel?</span>
<br/>
<span>Speak like a true knight, so defend thee heaven!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Harry of Hereford, Lancaster and Derby</span>
<br/>
<span>Am I; who ready here do stand in arms,</span>
<br/>
<span>To prove, by God’s grace and my body’s valour,</span>
<br/>
<span>In lists, on Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk,</span>
<br/>
<span>That he is a traitor, foul and dangerous,</span>
<br/>
<span>To God of heaven, King Richard and to me;</span>
<br/>
<span>And as I truly fight, defend me heaven!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>On pain of death, no person be so bold</span>
<br/>
<span>Or daring-hardy as to touch the lists,</span>
<br/>
<span>Except the marshal and such officers</span>
<br/>
<span>Appointed to direct these fair designs.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Lord marshal, let me kiss my sovereign’s hand,</span>
<br/>
<span>And bow my knee before his majesty:</span>
<br/>
<span>For Mowbray and myself are like two men</span>
<br/>
<span>That vow a long and weary pilgrimage;</span>
<br/>
<span>Then let us take a ceremonious leave</span>
<br/>
<span>And loving farewell of our several friends.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The appellant in all duty greets your highness,</span>
<br/>
<span>And craves to kiss your hand and take his leave.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We will descend and fold him in our arms.</span>
<br/>
<span>Cousin of Hereford, as thy cause is right,</span>
<br/>
<span>So be thy fortune in this royal fight!</span>
<br/>
<span>Farewell, my blood; which if to-day thou shed,</span>
<br/>
<span>Lament we may, but not revenge thee dead.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, let no noble eye profane a tear</span>
<br/>
<span>For me, if I be gored with Mowbray’s spear:</span>
<br/>
<span>As confident as is the falcon’s flight</span>
<br/>
<span>Against a bird, do I with Mowbray fight.</span>
<br/>
<span>My loving lord, I take my leave of you;</span>
<br/>
<span>Of you, my noble cousin, Lord Aumerle;</span>
<br/>
<span>Not sick, although I have to do with death,</span>
<br/>
<span>But lusty, young, and cheerly drawing breath.</span>
<br/>
<span>Lo, as at English feasts, so I regreet</span>
<br/>
<span>The daintiest last, to make the end most sweet:</span>
<br/>
<span>O thou, the earthly author of my blood,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose youthful spirit, in me regenerate,</span>
<br/>
<span>Doth with a twofold vigour lift me up</span>
<br/>
<span>To reach at victory above my head,</span>
<br/>
<span>Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers;</span>
<br/>
<span>And with thy blessings steel my lance’s point,</span>
<br/>
<span>That it may enter Mowbray’s waxen coat,</span>
<br/>
<span>And furbish new the name of John a Gaunt,</span>
<br/>
<span>Even in the lusty haviour of his son.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>God in thy good cause make thee prosperous!</span>
<br/>
<span>Be swift like lightning in the execution;</span>
<br/>
<span>And let thy blows, doubly redoubled,</span>
<br/>
<span>Fall like amazing thunder on the casque</span>
<br/>
<span>Of thy adverse pernicious enemy:</span>
<br/>
<span>Rouse up thy youthful blood, be valiant and live.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Mine innocency and Saint George to thrive!</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>However God or fortune cast my lot,</span>
<br/>
<span>There lives or dies, true to King Richard’s throne,</span>
<br/>
<span>A loyal, just and upright gentleman:</span>
<br/>
<span>Never did captive with a freer heart</span>
<br/>
<span>Cast off his chains of bondage and embrace</span>
<br/>
<span>His golden uncontroll’d enfranchisement,</span>
<br/>
<span>More than my dancing soul doth celebrate</span>
<br/>
<span>This feast of battle with mine adversary.</span>
<br/>
<span>Most mighty liege, and my companion peers,</span>
<br/>
<span>Take from my mouth the wish of happy years:</span>
<br/>
<span>As gentle and as jocund as to jest</span>
<br/>
<span>Go I to fight: truth hath a quiet breast.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Farewell, my lord: securely I espy</span>
<br/>
<span>Virtue with valour couched in thine eye.</span>
<br/>
<span>Order the trial, marshal, and begin.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Harry of Hereford, Lancaster and Derby,</span>
<br/>
<span>Receive thy lance; and God defend the right!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Strong as a tower in hope, I cry amen.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td>Go bear this lance to Thomas, Duke of Norfolk.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">First Herald</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Harry of Hereford, Lancaster and Derby,</span>
<br/>
<span>Stands here for God, his sovereign and himself,</span>
<br/>
<span>On pain to be found false and recreant,</span>
<br/>
<span>To prove the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray,</span>
<br/>
<span>A traitor to his God, his king and him;</span>
<br/>
<span>And dares him to set forward to the fight.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Second Herald</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Here standeth Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk,</span>
<br/>
<span>On pain to be found false and recreant,</span>
<br/>
<span>Both to defend himself and to approve</span>
<br/>
<span>Henry of Hereford, Lancaster, and Derby,</span>
<br/>
<span>To God, his sovereign and to him disloyal;</span>
<br/>
<span>Courageously and with a free desire</span>
<br/>
<span>Attending but the signal to begin.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Sound, trumpets; and set forward, combatants. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">A charge sounded.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Stay, the king hath thrown his warder down.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Let them lay by their helmets and their spears,</span>
<br/>
<span>And both return back to their chairs again:</span>
<br/>
<span>Withdraw with us: and let the trumpets sound</span>
<br/>
<span>While we return these dukes what we decree. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">A long flourish.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Draw near,</span>
<br/>
<span>And list what with our council we have done.</span>
<br/>
<span>For that our kingdom’s earth should not be soil’d</span>
<br/>
<span>With that dear blood which it hath fostered;</span>
<br/>
<span>And for our eyes do hate the dire aspect</span>
<br/>
<span>Of civil wounds plough’d up with neighbours’ sword;</span>
<br/>
<span>And for we think the eagle-winged pride</span>
<br/>
<span>Of sky-aspiring and ambitious thoughts,</span>
<br/>
<span>With rival-hating envy, set on you</span>
<br/>
<span>To wake our peace, which in our country’s cradle</span>
<br/>
<span>Draws the sweet infant breath of gentle sleep;</span>
<br/>
<span>Which so roused up with boisterous untuned drums,</span>
<br/>
<span>With harsh resounding trumpets’ dreadful bray,</span>
<br/>
<span>And grating shock of wrathful iron arms,</span>
<br/>
<span>Might from our quiet confines fright fair peace</span>
<br/>
<span>And make us wade even in our kindred’s blood;</span>
<br/>
<span>Therefore, we banish you our territories:</span>
<br/>
<span>You, cousin Hereford, upon pain of life,</span>
<br/>
<span>Till twice five summers have enrich’d our fields</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall not regreet our fair dominions,</span>
<br/>
<span>But tread the stranger paths of banishment.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Your will be done: this must my comfort be,</span>
<br/>
<span>That sun that warms you here shall shine on me;</span>
<br/>
<span>And those his golden beams to you here lent</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall point on me and gild my banishment.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Norfolk, for thee remains a heavier doom,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which I with some unwillingness pronounce:</span>
<br/>
<span>The sly slow hours shall not determinate</span>
<br/>
<span>The dateless limit of thy dear exile;</span>
<br/>
<span>The hopeless word of “never to return”</span>
<br/>
<span>Breathe I against thee, upon pain of life.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>A heavy sentence, my most sovereign liege,</span>
<br/>
<span>And all unlook’d for from your highness’ mouth:</span>
<br/>
<span>A dearer merit, not so deep a maim</span>
<br/>
<span>As to be cast forth in the common air,</span>
<br/>
<span>Have I deserved at your highness’ hands.</span>
<br/>
<span>The language I have learn’d these forty years,</span>
<br/>
<span>My native English, now I must forego:</span>
<br/>
<span>And now my tongue’s use is to me no more</span>
<br/>
<span>Than an unstringed viol or a harp,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or like a cunning instrument cased up,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or, being open, put into his hands</span>
<br/>
<span>That knows no touch to tune the harmony:</span>
<br/>
<span>Within my mouth you have engaol’d my tongue,</span>
<br/>
<span>Doubly portcullis’d with my teeth and lips;</span>
<br/>
<span>And dull unfeeling barren ignorance</span>
<br/>
<span>Is made my gaoler to attend on me.</span>
<br/>
<span>I am too old to fawn upon a nurse,</span>
<br/>
<span>Too far in years to be a pupil now:</span>
<br/>
<span>What is thy sentence then but speechless death,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which robs my tongue from breathing native breath?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>It boots thee not to be compassionate:</span>
<br/>
<span>After our sentence plaining comes too late.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Then thus I turn me from my country’s light,</span>
<br/>
<span>To dwell in solemn shades of endless night.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Return again, and take an oath with thee.</span>
<br/>
<span>Lay on our royal sword your banish’d hands;</span>
<br/>
<span>Swear by the duty that you owe to God⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Our part therein we banish with yourselves⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>To keep the oath that we administer:</span>
<br/>
<span>You never shall, so help you truth and God!</span>
<br/>
<span>Embrace each other’s love in banishment;</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor never look upon each other’s face;</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor never write, regreet, nor reconcile</span>
<br/>
<span>This louring tempest of your home-bred hate;</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor never by advised purpose meet</span>
<br/>
<span>To plot, contrive, or complot any ill</span>
<br/>
<span>’Gainst us, our state, our subjects, or our land.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>I swear.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td>And I, to keep all this.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Norfolk, so far as to mine enemy:⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>By this time, had the king permitted us,</span>
<br/>
<span>One of our souls had wander’d in the air.</span>
<br/>
<span>Banish’d this frail sepulchre of our flesh,</span>
<br/>
<span>As now our flesh is banish’d from this land:</span>
<br/>
<span>Confess thy treasons ere thou fly the realm;</span>
<br/>
<span>Since thou hast far to go, bear not along</span>
<br/>
<span>The clogging burthen of a guilty soul.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Mowbray</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No, Bolingbroke: if ever I were traitor,</span>
<br/>
<span>My name be blotted from the book of life,</span>
<br/>
<span>And I from heaven banish’d as from hence!</span>
<br/>
<span>But what thou art, God, thou, and I do know;</span>
<br/>
<span>And all too soon, I fear, the king shall rue.</span>
<br/>
<span>Farewell, my liege. Now no way can I stray;</span>
<br/>
<span>Save back to England, all the world’s my way. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Uncle, even in the glasses of thine eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>I see thy grieved heart: thy sad aspect</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath from the number of his banish’d years</span>
<br/>
<span>Pluck’d four away. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">To <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b>.</i> Six frozen winters spent,</span>
<br/>
<span>Return with welcome home from banishment.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>How long a time lies in one little word!</span>
<br/>
<span>Four lagging winters and four wanton springs</span>
<br/>
<span>End in a word: such is the breath of kings.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I thank my liege, that in regard of me</span>
<br/>
<span>He shortens four years of my son’s exile:</span>
<br/>
<span>But little vantage shall I reap thereby;</span>
<br/>
<span>For, ere the six years that he hath to spend</span>
<br/>
<span>Can change their moons and bring their times about,</span>
<br/>
<span>My oil-dried lamp and time-bewasted light</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall be extinct with age and endless night;</span>
<br/>
<span>My inch of taper will be burnt and done,</span>
<br/>
<span>And blindfold death not let me see my son.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Why uncle, thou hast many years to live.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>But not a minute, king, that thou canst give:</span>
<br/>
<span>Shorten my days thou canst with sullen sorrow,</span>
<br/>
<span>And pluck nights from me, but not lend a morrow;</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou canst help time to furrow me with age,</span>
<br/>
<span>But stop no wrinkle in his pilgrimage;</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy word is current with him for my death,</span>
<br/>
<span>But dead, thy kingdom cannot buy my breath.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thy son is banish’d upon good advice,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whereto thy tongue a party-verdict gave:</span>
<br/>
<span>Why at our justice seem’st thou then to lour?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.</span>
<br/>
<span>You urged me as a judge; but I had rather</span>
<br/>
<span>You would have bid me argue like a father.</span>
<br/>
<span>O, had it been a stranger, not my child,</span>
<br/>
<span>To smooth his fault I should have been more mild:</span>
<br/>
<span>A partial slander sought I to avoid,</span>
<br/>
<span>And in the sentence my own life destroy’d.</span>
<br/>
<span>Alas, I look’d when some of you should say,</span>
<br/>
<span>I was too strict to make mine own away;</span>
<br/>
<span>But you gave leave to my unwilling tongue</span>
<br/>
<span>Against my will to do myself this wrong.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Cousin, farewell; and, uncle, bid him so:</span>
<br/>
<span>Six years we banish him, and he shall go. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Flourish. Exeunt <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</b> and train.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Cousin, farewell: what presence must not know,</span>
<br/>
<span>From where you do remain let paper show.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Marshal</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, no leave take I; for I will ride,</span>
<br/>
<span>As far as land will let me, by your side.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, to what purpose dost thou hoard thy words,</span>
<br/>
<span>That thou return’st no greeting to thy friends?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I have too few to take my leave of you,</span>
<br/>
<span>When the tongue’s office should be prodigal</span>
<br/>
<span>To breathe the abundant dolour of the heart.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td>Thy grief is but thy absence for a time.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Joy absent, grief is present for that time.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td>What is six winters? they are quickly gone.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>To men in joy; but grief makes one hour ten.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td>Call it a travel that thou takest for pleasure.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My heart will sigh when I miscall it so,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which finds it an inforced pilgrimage.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The sullen passage of thy weary steps</span>
<br/>
<span>Esteem as foil wherein thou art to set</span>
<br/>
<span>The precious jewel of thy home return.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Nay, rather, every tedious stride I make</span>
<br/>
<span>Will but remember me what a deal of world</span>
<br/>
<span>I wander from the jewels that I love.</span>
<br/>
<span>Must I not serve a long apprenticehood</span>
<br/>
<span>To foreign passages, and in the end,</span>
<br/>
<span>Having my freedom, boast of nothing else</span>
<br/>
<span>But that I was a journeyman to grief?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>All places that the eye of heaven visits</span>
<br/>
<span>Are to a wise man ports and happy havens.</span>
<br/>
<span>Teach thy necessity to reason thus;</span>
<br/>
<span>There is no virtue like necessity.</span>
<br/>
<span>Think not the king did banish thee,</span>
<br/>
<span>But thou the king. Woe doth the heavier sit,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where it perceives it is but faintly borne.</span>
<br/>
<span>Go, say I sent thee forth to purchase honour</span>
<br/>
<span>And not the king exiled thee; or suppose</span>
<br/>
<span>Devouring pestilence hangs in our air</span>
<br/>
<span>And thou art flying to a fresher clime:</span>
<br/>
<span>Look, what thy soul holds dear, imagine it</span>
<br/>
<span>To lie that way thou go’st, not whence thou comest:</span>
<br/>
<span>Suppose the singing birds musicians,</span>
<br/>
<span>The grass whereon thou tread’st the presence strew’d,</span>
<br/>
<span>The flowers fair ladies, and thy steps no more</span>
<br/>
<span>Than a delightful measure or a dance;</span>
<br/>
<span>For gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite</span>
<br/>
<span>The man that mocks at it and sets it light.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, who can hold a fire in his hand</span>
<br/>
<span>By thinking on the frosty Caucasus?</span>
<br/>
<span>Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite</span>
<br/>
<span>By bare imagination of a feast?</span>
<br/>
<span>Or wallow naked in December snow</span>
<br/>
<span>By thinking on fantastic summer’s heat?</span>
<br/>
<span>O, no! the apprehension of the good</span>
<br/>
<span>Gives but the greater feeling to the worse:</span>
<br/>
<span>Fell sorrow’s tooth doth never rankle more</span>
<br/>
<span>Than when he bites, but lanceth not the sore.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Come, come, my son, I’ll bring thee on thy way:</span>
<br/>
<span>Had I thy youth and cause, I would not stay.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Then, England’s ground, farewell; sweet soil, adieu;</span>
<br/>
<span>My mother, and my nurse, that bears me yet!</span>
<br/>
<span>Where’er I wander, boast of this I can,</span>
<br/>
<span>Though banish’d, yet a trueborn Englishman. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-1-4" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">IV</span>
</h3>
<p>The court.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King</b>, with <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</b> at one door; and the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duke of Aumerle</b> at another.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We did observe. Cousin Aumerle,</span>
<br/>
<span>How far brought you high Hereford on his way?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I brought high Hereford, if you call him so,</span>
<br/>
<span>But to the next highway, and there I left him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>And say, what store of parting tears were shed?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Faith, none for me; except the north-east wind,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which then blew bitterly against our faces,</span>
<br/>
<span>Awaked the sleeping rheum, and so by chance</span>
<br/>
<span>Did grace our hollow parting with a tear.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>What said our cousin when you parted with him?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>“Farewell:”</span>
<br/>
<span>And, for my heart disdained that my tongue</span>
<br/>
<span>Should so profane the word, that taught me craft</span>
<br/>
<span>To counterfeit oppression of such grief</span>
<br/>
<span>That words seem’d buried in my sorrow’s grave.</span>
<br/>
<span>Marry, would the word “farewell” have lengthen’d hours</span>
<br/>
<span>And added years to his short banishment,</span>
<br/>
<span>He should have had a volume of farewells;</span>
<br/>
<span>But since it would not, he had none of me.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>He is our cousin, cousin; but ’tis doubt,</span>
<br/>
<span>When time shall call him home from banishment,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whether our kinsman come to see his friends.</span>
<br/>
<span>Ourself and Bushy, Bagot here and Green</span>
<br/>
<span>Observed his courtship to the common people;</span>
<br/>
<span>How he did seem to dive into their hearts</span>
<br/>
<span>With humble and familiar courtesy,</span>
<br/>
<span>What reverence he did throw away on slaves,</span>
<br/>
<span>Wooing poor craftsmen with the craft of smiles</span>
<br/>
<span>And patient underbearing of his fortune,</span>
<br/>
<span>As ’twere to banish their affects with him.</span>
<br/>
<span>Off goes his bonnet to an oyster-wench;</span>
<br/>
<span>A brace of draymen bid God speed him well</span>
<br/>
<span>And had the tribute of his supple knee,</span>
<br/>
<span>With “Thanks, my countrymen, my loving friends;”</span>
<br/>
<span>As were our England in reversion his,</span>
<br/>
<span>And he our subjects’ next degree in hope.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Well, he is gone; and with him go these thoughts.</span>
<br/>
<span>Now for the rebels which stand out in Ireland,</span>
<br/>
<span>Expedient manage must be made, my liege,</span>
<br/>
<span>Ere further leisure yield them further means</span>
<br/>
<span>For their advantage and your highness’ loss.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We will ourself in person to this war:</span>
<br/>
<span>And, for our coffers, with too great a court</span>
<br/>
<span>And liberal largess, are grown somewhat light,</span>
<br/>
<span>We are inforced to farm our royal realm;</span>
<br/>
<span>The revenue whereof shall furnish us</span>
<br/>
<span>For our affairs in hand: if that come short,</span>
<br/>
<span>Our substitutes at home shall have blank charters;</span>
<br/>
<span>Whereto, when they shall know what men are rich,</span>
<br/>
<span>They shall subscribe them for large sums of gold</span>
<br/>
<span>And send them after to supply our wants;</span>
<br/>
<span>For we will make for Ireland presently.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>Bushy, what news?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Old John of Gaunt is grievous sick, my lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>Suddenly taken; and hath sent post haste</span>
<br/>
<span>To entreat your majesty to visit him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Where lies he?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td>At Ely House.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Now put it, God, in the physician’s mind</span>
<br/>
<span>To help him to his grave immediately!</span>
<br/>
<span>The lining of his coffers shall make coats</span>
<br/>
<span>To deck our soldiers for these Irish wars.</span>
<br/>
<span>Come, gentlemen, let’s all go visit him:</span>
<br/>
<span>Pray God we may make haste, and come too late!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">All</td>
<td>Amen. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
</section>
<section id="act-2" epub:type="chapter bodymatter z3998:fiction z3998:drama">
<h2>
<span epub:type="label">Act</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">II</span>
</h2>
<section id="scene-2-1" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</span>
</h3>
<p>Ely House.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">John of Gaunt</b> sick, with the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duke of York</b>, <abbr>etc.</abbr></i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Will the king come, that I may breathe my last</span>
<br/>
<span>In wholesome counsel to his unstaid youth?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Vex not yourself, nor strive not with your breath;</span>
<br/>
<span>For all in vain comes counsel to his ear.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, but they say the tongues of dying men</span>
<br/>
<span>Enforce attention like deep harmony:</span>
<br/>
<span>Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain,</span>
<br/>
<span>For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain.</span>
<br/>
<span>He that no more must say is listen’d more</span>
<br/>
<span>Than they whom youth and ease have taught to glose;</span>
<br/>
<span>More are men’s ends mark’d than their lives before:</span>
<br/>
<span>The setting sun, and music at the close,</span>
<br/>
<span>As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last,</span>
<br/>
<span>Writ in remembrance more than things long past:</span>
<br/>
<span>Though Richard my life’s counsel would not hear,</span>
<br/>
<span>My death’s sad tale may yet undeaf his ear.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No; it is stopp’d with other flattering sounds,</span>
<br/>
<span>As praises, of whose taste the wise are fond,</span>
<br/>
<span>Lascivious metres, to whose venom sound</span>
<br/>
<span>The open ear of youth doth always listen;</span>
<br/>
<span>Report of fashions in proud Italy,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose manners still our tardy apish nation</span>
<br/>
<span>Limps after in base imitation.</span>
<br/>
<span>Where doth the world thrust forth a vanity⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>So it be new, there’s no respect how vile⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>That is not quickly buzz’d into his ears?</span>
<br/>
<span>Then all too late comes counsel to be heard,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where will doth mutiny with wit’s regard.</span>
<br/>
<span>Direct not him whose way himself will choose:</span>
<br/>
<span>’Tis breath thou lack’st, and that breath wilt thou lose.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Methinks I am a prophet new inspired</span>
<br/>
<span>And thus expiring do foretell of him:</span>
<br/>
<span>His rash fierce blaze of riot cannot last,</span>
<br/>
<span>For violent fires soon burn out themselves;</span>
<br/>
<span>Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short;</span>
<br/>
<span>He tires betimes that spurs too fast betimes;</span>
<br/>
<span>With eager feeding food doth choke the feeder:</span>
<br/>
<span>Light vanity, insatiate cormorant,</span>
<br/>
<span>Consuming means, soon preys upon itself.</span>
<br/>
<span>This royal throne of kings, this scepter’d isle,</span>
<br/>
<span>This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,</span>
<br/>
<span>This other Eden, demi-paradise,</span>
<br/>
<span>This fortress built by Nature for herself</span>
<br/>
<span>Against infection and the hand of war,</span>
<br/>
<span>This happy breed of men, this little world,</span>
<br/>
<span>This precious stone set in the silver sea,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which serves it in the office of a wall</span>
<br/>
<span>Or as a moat defensive to a house,</span>
<br/>
<span>Against the envy of less happier lands,</span>
<br/>
<span>This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England,</span>
<br/>
<span>This nurse, this teeming womb of royal kings,</span>
<br/>
<span>Fear’d by their breed and famous by their birth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Renowned for their deeds as far from home,</span>
<br/>
<span>For Christian service and true chivalry,</span>
<br/>
<span>As is the sepulchre in stubborn Jewry</span>
<br/>
<span>Of the world’s ransom, blessed Mary’s Son,</span>
<br/>
<span>This land of such dear souls, this dear dear land,</span>
<br/>
<span>Dear for her reputation through the world,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is now leased out, I die pronouncing it,</span>
<br/>
<span>Like to a tenement or pelting farm:</span>
<br/>
<span>England, bound in with the triumphant sea,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege</span>
<br/>
<span>Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame,</span>
<br/>
<span>With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds:</span>
<br/>
<span>That England, that was wont to conquer others,</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath made a shameful conquest of itself.</span>
<br/>
<span>Ah, would the scandal vanish with my life,</span>
<br/>
<span>How happy then were my ensuing death!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</b>, and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The king is come: deal mildly with his youth;</span>
<br/>
<span>For young hot colts being raged do rage the more.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td>How fares our noble uncle, Lancaster?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>What comfort, man? how is’t with aged Gaunt?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, how that name befits my composition!</span>
<br/>
<span>Old Gaunt indeed, and gaunt in being old:</span>
<br/>
<span>Within me grief hath kept a tedious fast;</span>
<br/>
<span>And who abstains from meat that is not gaunt?</span>
<br/>
<span>For sleeping England long time have I watch’d;</span>
<br/>
<span>Watching breeds leanness, leanness is all gaunt:</span>
<br/>
<span>The pleasure that some fathers feed upon,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is my strict fast; I mean, my children’s looks;</span>
<br/>
<span>And therein fasting, hast thou made me gaunt:</span>
<br/>
<span>Gaunt am I for the grave, gaunt as a grave,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose hollow womb inherits nought but bones.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Can sick men play so nicely with their names?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No, misery makes sport to mock itself:</span>
<br/>
<span>Since thou dost seek to kill my name in me,</span>
<br/>
<span>I mock my name, great king, to flatter thee.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Should dying men flatter with those that live?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td>No, no, men living flatter those that die.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Thou, now a-dying, say’st thou flatterest me.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td>O, no! thou diest, though I the sicker be.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>I am in health, I breathe, and see thee ill.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Now He that made me knows I see thee ill;</span>
<br/>
<span>Ill in myself to see, and in thee seeing ill.</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy death-bed is no lesser than thy land</span>
<br/>
<span>Wherein thou liest in reputation sick;</span>
<br/>
<span>And thou, too careless patient as thou art,</span>
<br/>
<span>Commit’st thy anointed body to the cure</span>
<br/>
<span>Of those physicians that first wounded thee:</span>
<br/>
<span>A thousand flatterers sit within thy crown,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose compass is no bigger than thy head;</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet, incaged in so small a verge,</span>
<br/>
<span>The waste is no whit lesser than thy land.</span>
<br/>
<span>O, had thy grandsire with a prophet’s eye</span>
<br/>
<span>Seen how his son’s son should destroy his sons,</span>
<br/>
<span>From forth thy reach he would have laid thy shame,</span>
<br/>
<span>Deposing thee before thou wert possess’d,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which art possess’d now to depose thyself.</span>
<br/>
<span>Why, cousin, wert thou regent of the world,</span>
<br/>
<span>It were a shame to let this land by lease;</span>
<br/>
<span>But for thy world enjoying but this land,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is it not more than shame to shame it so?</span>
<br/>
<span>Landlord of England art thou now, not king:</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy state of law is bondslave to the law;</span>
<br/>
<span>And thou⁠—</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>A lunatic lean-witted fool,</span>
<br/>
<span>Presuming on an ague’s privilege,</span>
<br/>
<span>Darest with thy frozen admonition</span>
<br/>
<span>Make pale our cheek, chasing the royal blood</span>
<br/>
<span>With fury from his native residence.</span>
<br/>
<span>Now, by my seat’s right royal majesty,</span>
<br/>
<span>Wert thou not brother to great Edward’s son,</span>
<br/>
<span>This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head</span>
<br/>
<span>Should run thy head from thy unreverent shoulders.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gaunt</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, spare me not, my brother Edward’s son,</span>
<br/>
<span>For that I was his father Edward’s son;</span>
<br/>
<span>That blood already, like the pelican,</span>
<br/>
<span>Hast thou tapp’d out and drunkenly caroused:</span>
<br/>
<span>My brother Gloucester, plain well-meaning soul,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whom fair befall in heaven ’mongst happy souls!</span>
<br/>
<span>May be a precedent and witness good</span>
<br/>
<span>That thou respect’st not spilling Edward’s blood:</span>
<br/>
<span>Join with the present sickness that I have;</span>
<br/>
<span>And thy unkindness be like crooked age,</span>
<br/>
<span>To crop at once a too long wither’d flower.</span>
<br/>
<span>Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee!</span>
<br/>
<span>These words hereafter thy tormentors be!</span>
<br/>
<span>Convey me to my bed, then to my grave:</span>
<br/>
<span>Love they to live that love and honour have. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit, borne off by his Attendants.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>And let them die that age and sullens have;</span>
<br/>
<span>For both hast thou, and both become the grave.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I do beseech your majesty, impute his words</span>
<br/>
<span>To wayward sickliness and age in him:</span>
<br/>
<span>He loves you, on my life, and holds you dear</span>
<br/>
<span>As Harry Duke of Hereford, were he here.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Right, you say true: as Hereford’s love, so his;</span>
<br/>
<span>As theirs, so mine; and all be as it is.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>My liege, old Gaunt commends him to your majesty.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>What says he?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Nay, nothing; all is said:</span>
<br/>
<span>His tongue is now a stringless instrument;</span>
<br/>
<span>Words, life and all, old Lancaster hath spent.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Be York the next that must be bankrupt so!</span>
<br/>
<span>Though death be poor, it ends a mortal woe.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he;</span>
<br/>
<span>His time is spent, our pilgrimage must be.</span>
<br/>
<span>So much for that. Now for our Irish wars:</span>
<br/>
<span>We must supplant those rough rug-headed kerns,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which live like venom where no venom else</span>
<br/>
<span>But only they have privilege to live.</span>
<br/>
<span>And for these great affairs do ask some charge,</span>
<br/>
<span>Towards our assistance we do seize to us</span>
<br/>
<span>The plate, corn, revenues and moveables,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whereof our uncle Gaunt did stand possess’d.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>How long shall I be patient? ah, how long</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall tender duty make me suffer wrong?</span>
<br/>
<span>Not Gloucester’s death, nor Hereford’s banishment,</span>
<br/>
<span>Not Gaunt’s rebukes, nor England’s private wrongs,</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor the prevention of poor Bolingbroke</span>
<br/>
<span>About his marriage, nor my own disgrace,</span>
<br/>
<span>Have ever made me sour my patient cheek,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or bend one wrinkle on my sovereign’s face.</span>
<br/>
<span>I am the last of noble Edward’s sons,</span>
<br/>
<span>Of whom thy father, Prince of Wales, was first:</span>
<br/>
<span>In war was never lion raged more fierce,</span>
<br/>
<span>In peace was never gentle lamb more mild,</span>
<br/>
<span>Than was that young and princely gentleman.</span>
<br/>
<span>His face thou hast, for even so look’d he,</span>
<br/>
<span>Accomplish’d with the number of thy hours;</span>
<br/>
<span>But when he frown’d, it was against the French</span>
<br/>
<span>And not against his friends; his noble hand</span>
<br/>
<span>Did win what he did spend and spent not that</span>
<br/>
<span>Which his triumphant father’s hand had won;</span>
<br/>
<span>His hands were guilty of no kindred blood,</span>
<br/>
<span>But bloody with the enemies of his kin.</span>
<br/>
<span>O Richard! York is too far gone with grief,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or else he never would compare between.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Why, uncle, what’s the matter?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O my liege,</span>
<br/>
<span>Pardon me, if you please; if not, I, pleased</span>
<br/>
<span>Not to be pardon’d, am content withal.</span>
<br/>
<span>Seek you to seize and gripe into your hands</span>
<br/>
<span>The royalties and rights of banish’d Hereford?</span>
<br/>
<span>Is not Gaunt dead, and doth not Hereford live?</span>
<br/>
<span>Was not Gaunt just, and is not Harry true?</span>
<br/>
<span>Did not the one deserve to have an heir?</span>
<br/>
<span>Is not his heir a well-deserving son?</span>
<br/>
<span>Take Hereford’s rights away, and take from Time</span>
<br/>
<span>His charters and his customary rights;</span>
<br/>
<span>Let not to-morrow then ensue to-day;</span>
<br/>
<span>Be not thyself; for how art thou a king</span>
<br/>
<span>But by fair sequence and succession?</span>
<br/>
<span>Now, afore God⁠—God forbid I say true!⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>If you do wrongfully seize Hereford’s rights,</span>
<br/>
<span>Call in the letters patent that he hath</span>
<br/>
<span>By his attorneys-general to sue</span>
<br/>
<span>His livery, and deny his offer’d homage,</span>
<br/>
<span>You pluck a thousand dangers on your head,</span>
<br/>
<span>You lose a thousand well-disposed hearts</span>
<br/>
<span>And prick my tender patience, to those thoughts</span>
<br/>
<span>Which honour and allegiance cannot think.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Think what you will, we seize into our hands</span>
<br/>
<span>His plate, his goods, his money and his lands.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I’ll not be by the while: my liege, farewell:</span>
<br/>
<span>What will ensue hereof, there’s none can tell;</span>
<br/>
<span>But by bad courses may be understood</span>
<br/>
<span>That their events can never fall out good. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Go, Bushy, to the Earl of Wiltshire straight:</span>
<br/>
<span>Bid him repair to us to Ely House</span>
<br/>
<span>To see this business. To-morrow next</span>
<br/>
<span>We will for Ireland; and ’tis time, I trow:</span>
<br/>
<span>And we create, in absence of ourself,</span>
<br/>
<span>Our uncle York lord governor of England;</span>
<br/>
<span>For he is just and always loved us well.</span>
<br/>
<span>Come on, our queen: to-morrow must we part;</span>
<br/>
<span>Be merry, for our time of stay is short. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Flourish. Exeunt <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</b>, and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</b>.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>Well, lords, the Duke of Lancaster is dead.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td>And living too; for now his son is duke.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</td>
<td>Barely in title, not in revenue.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>Richly in both, if justice had her right.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My heart is great; but it must break with silence,</span>
<br/>
<span>Ere’t be disburden’d with a liberal tongue.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Nay, speak thy mind; and let him ne’er speak more</span>
<br/>
<span>That speaks thy words again to do thee harm!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Tends that thou wouldst speak to the Duke of Hereford?</span>
<br/>
<span>If it be so, out with it boldly, man;</span>
<br/>
<span>Quick is mine ear to hear of good towards him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No good at all that I can do for him;</span>
<br/>
<span>Unless you call it good to pity him,</span>
<br/>
<span>Bereft and gelded of his patrimony.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Now, afore God, ’tis shame such wrongs are borne</span>
<br/>
<span>In him, a royal prince, and many moe</span>
<br/>
<span>Of noble blood in this declining land.</span>
<br/>
<span>The king is not himself, but basely led</span>
<br/>
<span>By flatterers; and what they will inform,</span>
<br/>
<span>Merely in hate, ’gainst any of us all,</span>
<br/>
<span>That will the king severely prosecute</span>
<br/>
<span>’Gainst us, our lives, our children, and our heirs.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The commons hath he pill’d with grievous taxes,</span>
<br/>
<span>And quite lost their hearts: the nobles hath he fined</span>
<br/>
<span>For ancient quarrels, and quite lost their hearts.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>And daily new exactions are devised,</span>
<br/>
<span>As blanks, benevolences, and I wot not what:</span>
<br/>
<span>But what, o’ God’s name, doth become of this?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Wars have not wasted it, for warr’d he hath not,</span>
<br/>
<span>But basely yielded upon compromise</span>
<br/>
<span>That which his noble ancestors achieved with blows:</span>
<br/>
<span>More hath he spent in peace than they in wars.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td>The Earl of Wiltshire hath the realm in farm.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</td>
<td>The king’s grown bankrupt, like a broken man.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>Reproach and dissolution hangeth over him.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>He hath not money for these Irish wars,</span>
<br/>
<span>His burthenous taxations notwithstanding,</span>
<br/>
<span>But by the robbing of the banish’d duke.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>His noble kinsman: most degenerate king!</span>
<br/>
<span>But, lords, we hear this fearful tempest sing,</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet see no shelter to avoid the storm;</span>
<br/>
<span>We see the wind sit sore upon our sails,</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet we strike not, but securely perish.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We see the very wreck that we must suffer;</span>
<br/>
<span>And unavoided is the danger now,</span>
<br/>
<span>For suffering so the causes of our wreck.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Not so; even through the hollow eyes of death</span>
<br/>
<span>I spy life peering; but I dare not say</span>
<br/>
<span>How near the tidings of our comfort is.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</td>
<td>Nay, let us share thy thoughts, as thou dost ours.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Be confident to speak, Northumberland:</span>
<br/>
<span>We three are but thyself; and, speaking so,</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy words are but as thoughts; therefore, be bold.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Then thus: I have from Port le Blanc, a bay</span>
<br/>
<span>In Brittany, received intelligence</span>
<br/>
<span>That Harry Duke of Hereford, Rainold Lord Cobham,</span>
<br/>
<span class="elision">⋮</span>
<br/>
<span>That late broke from the Duke of Exeter,</span>
<br/>
<span>His brother, Archbishop late of Canterbury,</span>
<br/>
<span>Sir Thomas Erpingham, Sir John Ramston,</span>
<br/>
<span>Sir John Norbery, Sir Robert Waterton and Francis Quoint,</span>
<br/>
<span>All these well furnish’d by the Duke of Bretagne</span>
<br/>
<span>With eight tall ships, three thousand men of war,</span>
<br/>
<span>Are making hither with all due expedience</span>
<br/>
<span>And shortly mean to touch our northern shore:</span>
<br/>
<span>Perhaps they had ere this, but that they stay</span>
<br/>
<span>The first departing of the king for Ireland.</span>
<br/>
<span>If then we shall shake off our slavish yoke,</span>
<br/>
<span>Imp out our drooping country’s broken wing,</span>
<br/>
<span>Redeem from broking pawn the blemish’d crown,</span>
<br/>
<span>Wipe off the dust that hides our sceptre’s gilt</span>
<br/>
<span>And make high majesty look like itself,</span>
<br/>
<span>Away with me in post to Ravenspurgh;</span>
<br/>
<span>But if you faint, as fearing to do so,</span>
<br/>
<span>Stay and be secret, and myself will go.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td>To horse, to horse! urge doubts to them that fear.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</td>
<td>Hold out my horse, and I will first be there. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-2-2" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">II</span>
</h3>
<p>Windsor Castle.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</b>, and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Madam, your majesty is too much sad:</span>
<br/>
<span>You promised, when you parted with the king,</span>
<br/>
<span>To lay aside life-harming heaviness</span>
<br/>
<span>And entertain a cheerful disposition.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>To please the king I did; to please myself</span>
<br/>
<span>I cannot do it; yet I know no cause</span>
<br/>
<span>Why I should welcome such a guest as grief,</span>
<br/>
<span>Save bidding farewell to so sweet a guest</span>
<br/>
<span>As my sweet Richard: yet again, methinks,</span>
<br/>
<span>Some unborn sorrow, ripe in fortune’s womb,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is coming towards me, and my inward soul</span>
<br/>
<span>With nothing trembles: at some thing it grieves,</span>
<br/>
<span>More than with parting from my lord the king.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which shows like grief itself, but is not so;</span>
<br/>
<span>For sorrow’s eye, glazed with blinding tears,</span>
<br/>
<span>Divides one thing entire to many objects;</span>
<br/>
<span>Like perspectives, which rightly gazed upon</span>
<br/>
<span>Show nothing but confusion, eyed awry</span>
<br/>
<span>Distinguish form: so your sweet majesty,</span>
<br/>
<span>Looking awry upon your lord’s departure,</span>
<br/>
<span>Find shapes of grief, more than himself, to wail;</span>
<br/>
<span>Which, look’d on as it is, is nought but shadows</span>
<br/>
<span>Of what it is not. Then, thrice-gracious queen,</span>
<br/>
<span>More than your lord’s departure weep not: more’s not seen;</span>
<br/>
<span>Or if it be, ’tis with false sorrow’s eye,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which for things true weeps things imaginary.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>It may be so; but yet my inward soul</span>
<br/>
<span>Persuades me it is otherwise: howe’er it be,</span>
<br/>
<span>I cannot but be sad; so heavy sad</span>
<br/>
<span>As, though on thinking on no thought I think,</span>
<br/>
<span>Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td>’Tis nothing but conceit, my gracious lady.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>’Tis nothing less: conceit is still derived</span>
<br/>
<span>From some forefather grief; mine is not so,</span>
<br/>
<span>For nothing hath begot my something grief;</span>
<br/>
<span>Or something hath the nothing that I grieve:</span>
<br/>
<span>’Tis in reversion that I do possess;</span>
<br/>
<span>But what it is, that is not yet known; what</span>
<br/>
<span>I cannot name; ’tis nameless woe, I wot.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>God save your majesty! and well met, gentlemen:</span>
<br/>
<span>I hope the king is not yet shipp’d for Ireland.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Why hopest thou so? ’tis better hope he is;</span>
<br/>
<span>For his designs crave haste, his haste good hope:</span>
<br/>
<span>Then wherefore dost thou hope he is not shipp’d?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>That he, our hope, might have retired his power,</span>
<br/>
<span>And driven into despair an enemy’s hope,</span>
<br/>
<span>Who strongly hath set footing in this land:</span>
<br/>
<span>The banish’d Bolingbroke repeals himself,</span>
<br/>
<span>And with uplifted arms is safe arrived</span>
<br/>
<span>At Ravenspurgh.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td>Now God in heaven forbid!</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Ah, madam, ’tis too true: and that is worse,</span>
<br/>
<span>The Lord Northumberland, his son young Henry Percy,</span>
<br/>
<span>The Lords of Ross, Beaumond, and Willoughby,</span>
<br/>
<span>With all their powerful friends, are fled to him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Why have you not proclaim’d Northumberland</span>
<br/>
<span>And all the rest revolted faction traitors?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We have: whereupon the Earl of Worcester</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath broke his staff, resign’d his stewardship,</span>
<br/>
<span>And all the household servants fled with him</span>
<br/>
<span>To Bolingbroke.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>So, Green, thou art the midwife to my woe,</span>
<br/>
<span>And Bolingbroke my sorrow’s dismal heir:</span>
<br/>
<span>Now hath my soul brought forth her prodigy,</span>
<br/>
<span>And I, a gasping new-deliver’d mother,</span>
<br/>
<span>Have woe to woe, sorrow to sorrow join’d.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td>Despair not, madam.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Who shall hinder me?</span>
<br/>
<span>I will despair, and be at enmity</span>
<br/>
<span>With cozening hope: he is a flatterer,</span>
<br/>
<span>A parasite, a keeper back of death,</span>
<br/>
<span>Who gently would dissolve the bands of life,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which false hope lingers in extremity.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td>Here comes the Duke of York.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>With signs of war about his aged neck:</span>
<br/>
<span>O, full of careful business are his looks!</span>
<br/>
<span>Uncle, for God’s sake, speak comfortable words.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Should I do so, I should belie my thoughts:</span>
<br/>
<span>Comfort’s in heaven; and we are on the earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where nothing lives but crosses, cares and grief.</span>
<br/>
<span>Your husband, he is gone to save far off,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whilst others come to make him lose at home:</span>
<br/>
<span>Here am I left to underprop his land,</span>
<br/>
<span>Who, weak with age, cannot support myself:</span>
<br/>
<span>Now comes the sick hour that his surfeit made;</span>
<br/>
<span>Now shall he try his friends that flatter’d him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</td>
<td>My lord, your son was gone before I came.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>He was? Why, so! go all which way it will!</span>
<br/>
<span>The nobles they are fled, the commons they are cold,</span>
<br/>
<span>And will, I fear, revolt on Hereford’s side.</span>
<br/>
<span>Sirrah, get thee to Plashy, to my sister Gloucester;</span>
<br/>
<span>Bid her send me presently a thousand pound:</span>
<br/>
<span>Hold, take my ring.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, I had forgot to tell your lordship,</span>
<br/>
<span>To-day, as I came by, I called there;</span>
<br/>
<span>But I shall grieve you to report the rest.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>What is’t, knave?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</td>
<td>An hour before I came, the duchess died.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>God for his mercy! what a tide of woes</span>
<br/>
<span>Comes rushing on this woeful land at once!</span>
<br/>
<span>I know not what to do: I would to God,</span>
<br/>
<span>So my untruth had not provoked him to it,</span>
<br/>
<span>The king had cut off my head with my brother’s.</span>
<br/>
<span>What, are there no posts dispatch’d for Ireland?</span>
<br/>
<span>How shall we do for money for these wars?</span>
<br/>
<span>Come, sister⁠—cousin, I would say⁠—pray, pardon me.</span>
<br/>
<span>Go, fellow, get thee home, provide some carts</span>
<br/>
<span>And bring away the armour that is there. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</b>.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Gentlemen, will you go muster men?</span>
<br/>
<span>If I know how or which way to order these affairs</span>
<br/>
<span>Thus thrust disorderly into my hands,</span>
<br/>
<span>Never believe me. Both are my kinsmen:</span>
<br/>
<span>The one is my sovereign, whom both my oath</span>
<br/>
<span>And duty bids defend; the other again</span>
<br/>
<span>Is my kinsman, whom the king hath wrong’d,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whom conscience and my kindred bids to right.</span>
<br/>
<span>Well, somewhat we must do. Come, cousin, I’ll</span>
<br/>
<span>Dispose of you.</span>
<br/>
<span>Gentlemen, go, muster up your men,</span>
<br/>
<span>And meet me presently at Berkeley.</span>
<br/>
<span>I should to Plashy too;</span>
<br/>
<span>But time will not permit: all is uneven,</span>
<br/>
<span>And every thing is left at six and seven. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b>.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The wind sits fair for news to go to Ireland,</span>
<br/>
<span>But none returns. For us to levy power</span>
<br/>
<span>Proportionable to the enemy</span>
<br/>
<span>Is all unpossible.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Besides, our nearness to the king in love</span>
<br/>
<span>Is near the hate of those love not the king.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>And that’s the wavering commons: for their love</span>
<br/>
<span>Lies in their purses, and whoso empties them</span>
<br/>
<span>By so much fills their hearts with deadly hate.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td>Wherein the king stands generally condemn’d.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>If judgement lie in them, then so do we,</span>
<br/>
<span>Because we ever have been near the king.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Well, I will for refuge straight to Bristol castle:</span>
<br/>
<span>The Earl of Wiltshire is already there.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thither will I with you; for little office</span>
<br/>
<span>The hateful commons will perform for us,</span>
<br/>
<span>Except like curs to tear us all to pieces.</span>
<br/>
<span>Will you go along with us?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No; I will to Ireland to his majesty.</span>
<br/>
<span>Farewell: if heart’s presages be not vain,</span>
<br/>
<span>We three here art that ne’er shall meet again.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td>That’s as York thrives to beat back Bolingbroke.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Alas, poor duke! the task he undertakes</span>
<br/>
<span>Is numbering sands and drinking oceans dry:</span>
<br/>
<span>Where one on his side fights, thousands will fly.</span>
<br/>
<span>Farewell at once, for once, for all, and ever.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td>Well, we may meet again.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</td>
<td>I fear me, never. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-2-3" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">III</span>
</h3>
<p>Wilds in Gloucestershire.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b>, with Forces.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>How far is it, my lord, to Berkeley now?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Believe me, noble lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>I am a stranger here in Gloucestershire:</span>
<br/>
<span>These high wild hills and rough uneven ways</span>
<br/>
<span>Draws out our miles, and makes them wearisome;</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,</span>
<br/>
<span>Making the hard way sweet and delectable.</span>
<br/>
<span>But I bethink me what a weary way</span>
<br/>
<span>From Ravenspurgh to Cotswold will be found</span>
<br/>
<span>In Ross and Willoughby, wanting your company,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which, I protest, hath very much beguiled</span>
<br/>
<span>The tediousness and process of my travel:</span>
<br/>
<span>But theirs is sweetened with the hope to have</span>
<br/>
<span>The present benefit which I possess;</span>
<br/>
<span>And hope to joy is little less in joy</span>
<br/>
<span>Than hope enjoy’d: by this the weary lords</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall make their way seem short, as mine hath done</span>
<br/>
<span>By sight of what I have, your noble company.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Of much less value is my company</span>
<br/>
<span>Than your good words. But who comes here?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Henry Percy</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>It is my son, young Harry Percy,</span>
<br/>
<span>Sent from my brother Worcester, whencesoever.</span>
<br/>
<span>Harry, how fares your uncle?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td>I had thought, my lord, to have learn’d his health of you.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>Why, is he not with the queen?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No, my good Lord; he hath forsook the court,</span>
<br/>
<span>Broken his staff of office and dispersed</span>
<br/>
<span>The household of the king.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What was his reason?</span>
<br/>
<span>He was not so resolved when last we spake together.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Because your lordship was proclaimed traitor.</span>
<br/>
<span>But he, my lord, is gone to Ravenspurgh,</span>
<br/>
<span>To offer service to the Duke of Hereford,</span>
<br/>
<span>And sent me over by Berkeley, to discover</span>
<br/>
<span>What power the Duke of York had levied there;</span>
<br/>
<span>Then with directions to repair to Ravenspurgh.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>Have you forgot the Duke of Hereford, boy?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No, my good lord, for that is not forgot</span>
<br/>
<span>Which ne’er I did remember: to my knowledge,</span>
<br/>
<span>I never in my life did look on him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>Then learn to know him now; this is the duke.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My gracious lord, I tender you my service,</span>
<br/>
<span>Such as it is, being tender, raw and young;</span>
<br/>
<span>Which elder days shall ripen and confirm</span>
<br/>
<span>To more approved service and desert.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I thank thee, gentle Percy; and be sure</span>
<br/>
<span>I count myself in nothing else so happy</span>
<br/>
<span>As in a soul remembering my good friends;</span>
<br/>
<span>And, as my fortune ripens with thy love,</span>
<br/>
<span>It shall be still thy true love’s recompense:</span>
<br/>
<span>My heart this covenant makes, my hand thus seals it.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>How far is it to Berkeley? and what stir</span>
<br/>
<span>Keeps good old York there with his men of war?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>There stands the castle, by yon tuft of trees,</span>
<br/>
<span>Mann’d with three hundred men, as I have heard;</span>
<br/>
<span>And in it are the Lords of York, Berkeley, and Seymour;</span>
<br/>
<span>None else of name and noble estimate.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Here come the Lords of Ross and Willoughby,</span>
<br/>
<span>Bloody with spurring, fiery-red with haste.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Welcome, my lords. I wot your love pursues</span>
<br/>
<span>A banish’d traitor: all my treasury</span>
<br/>
<span>Is yet but unfelt thanks, which more enrich’d</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall be your love and labour’s recompense.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td>Your presence makes us rich, most noble lord.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</td>
<td>And far surmounts our labour to attain it.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor;</span>
<br/>
<span>Which, till my infant fortune comes to years,</span>
<br/>
<span>Stands for my bounty. But who comes here?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Berkeley</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>It is my Lord of Berkeley, as I guess.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Berkeley</td>
<td>My Lord of Hereford, my message is to you.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, my answer is⁠—to Lancaster;</span>
<br/>
<span>And I am come to seek that name in England;</span>
<br/>
<span>And I must find that title in your tongue,</span>
<br/>
<span>Before I make reply to aught you say.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Berkeley</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Mistake me not, my lord; ’tis not my meaning</span>
<br/>
<span>To raze one title of your honour out:</span>
<br/>
<span>To you, my lord, I come, what lord you will,</span>
<br/>
<span>From the most gracious regent of this land,</span>
<br/>
<span>The Duke of York, to know what pricks you on</span>
<br/>
<span>To take advantage of the absent time</span>
<br/>
<span>And fright our native peace with self-born arms.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b> attended.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I shall not need transport my words by you;</span>
<br/>
<span>Here comes his grace in person. My noble uncle! <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Kneels.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Show me thy humble heart, and not thy knee,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose duty is deceiveable and false.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>My gracious uncle⁠—</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Tut, tut!</span>
<br/>
<span>Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle:</span>
<br/>
<span>I am no traitor’s uncle; and that word “grace.”</span>
<br/>
<span>In an ungracious mouth is but profane.</span>
<br/>
<span>Why have those banish’d and forbidden legs</span>
<br/>
<span>Dared once to touch a dust of England’s ground?</span>
<br/>
<span>But then more “why?” why have they dared to march</span>
<br/>
<span>So many miles upon her peaceful bosom,</span>
<br/>
<span>Frighting her pale-faced villages with war</span>
<br/>
<span>And ostentation of despised arms?</span>
<br/>
<span>Comest thou because the anointed king is hence?</span>
<br/>
<span>Why, foolish boy, the king is left behind,</span>
<br/>
<span>And in my loyal bosom lies his power.</span>
<br/>
<span>Were I but now the lord of such hot youth</span>
<br/>
<span>As when brave Gaunt, thy father, and myself</span>
<br/>
<span>Rescued the Black Prince, that young Mars of men,</span>
<br/>
<span>From forth the ranks of many thousand French,</span>
<br/>
<span>O, then how quickly should this arm of mine,</span>
<br/>
<span>Now prisoner to the palsy, chastise thee</span>
<br/>
<span>And minister correction to thy fault!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My gracious uncle, let me know my fault:</span>
<br/>
<span>On what condition stands it and wherein?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Even in condition of the worst degree,</span>
<br/>
<span>In gross rebellion and detested treason:</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou art a banish’d man, and here art come</span>
<br/>
<span>Before the expiration of thy time,</span>
<br/>
<span>In braving arms against thy sovereign.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>As I was banish’d, I was banish’d Hereford;</span>
<br/>
<span>But as I come, I come for Lancaster.</span>
<br/>
<span>And, noble uncle, I beseech your grace</span>
<br/>
<span>Look on my wrongs with an indifferent eye:</span>
<br/>
<span>You are my father, for methinks in you</span>
<br/>
<span>I see old Gaunt alive; O, then, my father,</span>
<br/>
<span>Will you permit that I shall stand condemn’d</span>
<br/>
<span>A wandering vagabond; my rights and royalties</span>
<br/>
<span>Pluck’d from my arms perforce and given away</span>
<br/>
<span>To upstart unthrifts? Wherefore was I born?</span>
<br/>
<span>If that my cousin king be King of England,</span>
<br/>
<span>It must be granted I am Duke of Lancaster.</span>
<br/>
<span>You have a son, Aumerle, my noble cousin;</span>
<br/>
<span>Had you first died, and he been thus trod down,</span>
<br/>
<span>He should have found his uncle Gaunt a father,</span>
<br/>
<span>To rouse his wrongs and chase them to the bay.</span>
<br/>
<span>I am denied to sue my livery here,</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet my letters-patents give me leave:</span>
<br/>
<span>My father’s goods are all distrain’d and sold,</span>
<br/>
<span>And these and all are all amiss employ’d.</span>
<br/>
<span>What would you have me do? I am a subject,</span>
<br/>
<span>And I challenge law: attorneys are denied me;</span>
<br/>
<span>And therefore, personally I lay my claim</span>
<br/>
<span>To my inheritance of free descent.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>The noble duke hath been too much abused.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</td>
<td>It stands your grace upon to do him right.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</td>
<td>Base men by his endowments are made great.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lords of England, let me tell you this:</span>
<br/>
<span>I have had feeling of my cousin’s wrongs</span>
<br/>
<span>And laboured all I could to do him right;</span>
<br/>
<span>But in this kind to come, in braving arms,</span>
<br/>
<span>Be his own carver and cut out his way,</span>
<br/>
<span>To find out right with wrong, it may not be;</span>
<br/>
<span>And you that do abet him in this kind</span>
<br/>
<span>Cherish rebellion and are rebels all.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The noble duke hath sworn his coming is</span>
<br/>
<span>But for his own; and for the right of that</span>
<br/>
<span>We all have strongly sworn to give him aid;</span>
<br/>
<span>And let him ne’er see joy that breaks that oath!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Well, well, I see the issue of these arms:</span>
<br/>
<span>I cannot mend it, I must needs confess,</span>
<br/>
<span>Because my power is weak and all ill left:</span>
<br/>
<span>But if I could, by Him that gave me life,</span>
<br/>
<span>I would attach you all and make you stoop</span>
<br/>
<span>Unto the sovereign mercy of the king;</span>
<br/>
<span>But since I cannot, be it known to you</span>
<br/>
<span>I do remain as neuter. So, fare you well;</span>
<br/>
<span>Unless you please to enter in the castle</span>
<br/>
<span>And there repose you for this night.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>An offer, uncle, that we will accept:</span>
<br/>
<span>But we must win your grace to go with us</span>
<br/>
<span>To Bristol castle, which they say is held</span>
<br/>
<span>By Bushy, Bagot and their complices,</span>
<br/>
<span>The caterpillars of the commonwealth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which I have sworn to weed and pluck away.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>It may be I will go with you: but yet I’ll pause;</span>
<br/>
<span>For I am loath to break our country’s laws.</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor friends nor foes, to me welcome you are:</span>
<br/>
<span>Things past redress are now with me past care. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-2-4" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">IV</span>
</h3>
<p>A camp in Wales.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Salisbury</b> and a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Welsh Captain</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Captain</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord of Salisbury, we have stay’d ten days,</span>
<br/>
<span>And hardly kept our countrymen together,</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet we hear no tidings from the king;</span>
<br/>
<span>Therefore we will disperse ourselves: farewell.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Salisbury</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Stay yet another day, thou trusty Welshman:</span>
<br/>
<span>The king reposeth all his confidence in thee.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Captain</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>’Tis thought the king is dead; we will not stay.</span>
<br/>
<span>The bay-trees in our country are all wither’d</span>
<br/>
<span>And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven;</span>
<br/>
<span>The pale-faced moon looks bloody on the earth</span>
<br/>
<span>And lean-look’d prophets whisper fearful change;</span>
<br/>
<span>Rich men look sad and ruffians dance and leap,</span>
<br/>
<span>The one in fear to lose what they enjoy,</span>
<br/>
<span>The other to enjoy by rage and war:</span>
<br/>
<span>These signs forerun the death or fall of kings.</span>
<br/>
<span>Farewell: our countrymen are gone and fled,</span>
<br/>
<span>As well assured Richard their king is dead. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Salisbury</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Ah, Richard, with the eyes of heavy mind</span>
<br/>
<span>I see thy glory like a shooting star</span>
<br/>
<span>Fall to the base earth from the firmament.</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy sun sets weeping in the lowly west,</span>
<br/>
<span>Witnessing storms to come, woe and unrest:</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy friends are fled to wait upon thy foes,</span>
<br/>
<span>And crossly to thy good all fortune goes. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
</section>
<section id="act-3" epub:type="chapter bodymatter z3998:fiction z3998:drama">
<h2>
<span epub:type="label">Act</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">III</span>
</h2>
<section id="scene-3-1" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</span>
</h3>
<p>Bristol. Before the castle.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Ross</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Willoughby</b>, with <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</b>, prisoners.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Bring forth these men.</span>
<br/>
<span>Bushy and Green, I will not vex your souls⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>Since presently your souls must part your bodies⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>With too much urging your pernicious lives,</span>
<br/>
<span>For ’twere no charity; yet, to wash your blood</span>
<br/>
<span>From off my hands, here in the view of men</span>
<br/>
<span>I will unfold some causes of your deaths.</span>
<br/>
<span>You have misled a prince, a royal king,</span>
<br/>
<span>A happy gentleman in blood and lineaments,</span>
<br/>
<span>By you unhappied and disfigured clean:</span>
<br/>
<span>You have in manner with your sinful hours</span>
<br/>
<span>Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him,</span>
<br/>
<span>Broke the possession of a royal bed</span>
<br/>
<span>And stain’d the beauty of a fair queen’s cheeks</span>
<br/>
<span>With tears drawn from her eyes by your foul wrongs.</span>
<br/>
<span>Myself, a prince by fortune of my birth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Near to the king in blood, and near in love</span>
<br/>
<span>Till you did make him misinterpret me,</span>
<br/>
<span>Have stoop’d my neck under your injuries,</span>
<br/>
<span>And sigh’d my English breath in foreign clouds,</span>
<br/>
<span>Eating the bitter bread of banishment;</span>
<br/>
<span>Whilst you have fed upon my signories,</span>
<br/>
<span>Dispark’d my parks and fell’d my forest woods,</span>
<br/>
<span>From my own windows torn my household coat,</span>
<br/>
<span>Razed out my imprese, leaving me no sign,</span>
<br/>
<span>Save men’s opinions and my living blood,</span>
<br/>
<span>To show the world I am a gentleman.</span>
<br/>
<span>This and much more, much more than twice all this,</span>
<br/>
<span>Condemns you to the death. See them deliver’d over</span>
<br/>
<span>To execution and the hand of death.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bushy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>More welcome is the stroke of death to me</span>
<br/>
<span>Than Bolingbroke to England. Lords, farewell.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Green</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My comfort is that heaven will take our souls</span>
<br/>
<span>And plague injustice with the pains of hell.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My Lord Northumberland, see them dispatch’d. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b> and others, with the prisoners.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Uncle, you say the queen is at your house;</span>
<br/>
<span>For God’s sake, fairly let her be entreated:</span>
<br/>
<span>Tell her I send to her my kind commends;</span>
<br/>
<span>Take special care my greetings be deliver’d.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>A gentleman of mine I have dispatch’d</span>
<br/>
<span>With letters of your love to her at large.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thanks, gentle uncle. Come, lords, away,</span>
<br/>
<span>To fight with Glendower and his complices:</span>
<br/>
<span>Awhile to work, and after holiday. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-3-2" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">II</span>
</h3>
<p>The coast of Wales. A castle in view.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Drums: flourish and colours. Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</b>, the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bishop of Carlisle</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>, and Soldiers.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Barkloughly castle call they this at hand?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Yea, my lord. How brooks your grace the air,</span>
<br/>
<span>After your late tossing on the breaking seas?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Needs must I like it well: I weep for joy</span>
<br/>
<span>To stand upon my kingdom once again.</span>
<br/>
<span>Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand,</span>
<br/>
<span>Though rebels wound thee with their horses’ hoofs:</span>
<br/>
<span>As a long-parted mother with her child</span>
<br/>
<span>Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting,</span>
<br/>
<span>So, weeping, smiling, greet I thee, my earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>And do thee favours with my royal hands.</span>
<br/>
<span>Feed not thy sovereign’s foe, my gentle earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor with thy sweets comfort his ravenous sense;</span>
<br/>
<span>But let thy spiders, that suck up thy venom,</span>
<br/>
<span>And heavy-gaited toads lie in their way,</span>
<br/>
<span>Doing annoyance to the treacherous feet</span>
<br/>
<span>Which with usurping steps do trample thee:</span>
<br/>
<span>Yield stinging nettles to mine enemies;</span>
<br/>
<span>And when they from thy bosom pluck a flower,</span>
<br/>
<span>Guard it, I pray thee, with a lurking adder</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose double tongue may with a mortal touch</span>
<br/>
<span>Throw death upon thy sovereign’s enemies.</span>
<br/>
<span>Mock not my senseless conjuration, lords:</span>
<br/>
<span>This earth shall have a feeling and these stones</span>
<br/>
<span>Prove armed soldiers, ere her native king</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall falter under foul rebellion’s arms.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Carlisle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Fear not, my lord: that Power that made you king</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath power to keep you king in spite of all.</span>
<br/>
<span>The means that heaven yields must be embraced,</span>
<br/>
<span>And not neglected; else, if heaven would,</span>
<br/>
<span>And we will not, heaven’s offer we refuse,</span>
<br/>
<span>The proffer’d means of succour and redress.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>He means, my lord, that we are too remiss;</span>
<br/>
<span>Whilst Bolingbroke, through our security,</span>
<br/>
<span>Grows strong and great in substance and in power.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Discomfortable cousin! know’st thou not</span>
<br/>
<span>That when the searching eye of heaven is hid,</span>
<br/>
<span>Behind the globe, that lights the lower world,</span>
<br/>
<span>Then thieves and robbers range abroad unseen</span>
<br/>
<span>In murders and in outrage, boldly here;</span>
<br/>
<span>But when from under this terrestrial ball</span>
<br/>
<span>He fires the proud tops of the eastern pines</span>
<br/>
<span>And darts his light through every guilty hole,</span>
<br/>
<span>Then murders, treasons and detested sins,</span>
<br/>
<span>The cloak of night being pluck’d from off their backs,</span>
<br/>
<span>Stand bare and naked, trembling at themselves?</span>
<br/>
<span>So when this thief, this traitor, Bolingbroke,</span>
<br/>
<span>Who all this while hath revell’d in the night</span>
<br/>
<span>Whilst we were wandering with the antipodes,</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall see us rising in our throne, the east,</span>
<br/>
<span>His treasons will sit blushing in his face,</span>
<br/>
<span>Not able to endure the sight of day,</span>
<br/>
<span>But self-affrighted tremble at his sin.</span>
<br/>
<span>Not all the water in the rough rude sea</span>
<br/>
<span>Can wash the balm off from an anointed king;</span>
<br/>
<span>The breath of worldly men cannot depose</span>
<br/>
<span>The deputy elected by the Lord:</span>
<br/>
<span>For every man that Bolingbroke hath press’d</span>
<br/>
<span>To lift shrewd steel against our golden crown,</span>
<br/>
<span>God for his Richard hath in heavenly pay</span>
<br/>
<span>A glorious angel: then, if angels fight,</span>
<br/>
<span>Weak men must fall, for heaven still guards the right.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Salisbury</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>Welcome, my lord: how far off lies your power?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Salisbury</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Nor near nor farther off, my gracious lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>Than this weak arm: discomfort guides my tongue</span>
<br/>
<span>And bids me speak of nothing but despair.</span>
<br/>
<span>One day too late, I fear me, noble lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath clouded all thy happy days on earth:</span>
<br/>
<span>O, call back yesterday, bid time return,</span>
<br/>
<span>And thou shalt have twelve thousand fighting men!</span>
<br/>
<span>To-day, to-day, unhappy day, too late,</span>
<br/>
<span>O’erthrows thy joys, friends, fortune and thy state:</span>
<br/>
<span>For all the Welshmen, hearing thou wert dead,</span>
<br/>
<span>Are gone to Bolingbroke, dispersed and fled.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Comfort, my liege: why looks your grace so pale?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>But now the blood of twenty thousand men</span>
<br/>
<span>Did triumph in my face, and they are fled;</span>
<br/>
<span>And, till so much blood thither come again,</span>
<br/>
<span>Have I not reason to look pale and dead?</span>
<br/>
<span>All souls that will be safe fly from my side,</span>
<br/>
<span>For time hath set a blot upon my pride.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Comfort, my liege; remember who you are.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I had forgot myself: am I not king?</span>
<br/>
<span>Awake, thou coward majesty! thou sleepest.</span>
<br/>
<span>Is not the king’s name twenty thousand names?</span>
<br/>
<span>Arm, arm, my name! a puny subject strikes</span>
<br/>
<span>At thy great glory. Look not to the ground,</span>
<br/>
<span>Ye favourites of a king: are we not high?</span>
<br/>
<span>High be our thoughts: I know my uncle York</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath power enough to serve our turn. But who comes here?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Scroop</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Scroop</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>More health and happiness betide my liege</span>
<br/>
<span>Than can my care-tuned tongue deliver him!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Mine ear is open and my heart prepared:</span>
<br/>
<span>The worst is worldly loss thou canst unfold.</span>
<br/>
<span>Say, is my kingdom lost? why, ’twas my care;</span>
<br/>
<span>And what loss is it to be rid of care?</span>
<br/>
<span>Strives Bolingbroke to be as great as we?</span>
<br/>
<span>Greater he shall not be; if he serve God,</span>
<br/>
<span>We’ll serve Him too and be his fellow so:</span>
<br/>
<span>Revolt our subjects? that we cannot mend;</span>
<br/>
<span>They break their faith to God as well as us:</span>
<br/>
<span>Cry woe, destruction, ruin and decay;</span>
<br/>
<span>The worst is death, and death will have his day.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Scroop</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Glad am I that your highness is so arm’d</span>
<br/>
<span>To bear the tidings of calamity.</span>
<br/>
<span>Like an unseasonable stormy day,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which makes the silver rivers drown their shores,</span>
<br/>
<span>As if the world were all dissolved to tears,</span>
<br/>
<span>So high above his limits swells the rage</span>
<br/>
<span>Of Bolingbroke, covering your fearful land</span>
<br/>
<span>With hard bright steel and hearts harder than steel.</span>
<br/>
<span>White-beards have arm’d their thin and hairless scalps</span>
<br/>
<span>Against thy majesty; boys, with women’s voices,</span>
<br/>
<span>Strive to speak big and clap their female joints</span>
<br/>
<span>In stiff unwieldy arms against thy crown:</span>
<br/>
<span>The very beadsmen learn to bend their bows</span>
<br/>
<span>Of double-fatal yew against thy state;</span>
<br/>
<span>Yea, distaff-women manage rusty bills</span>
<br/>
<span>Against thy seat: both young and old rebel,</span>
<br/>
<span>And all goes worse than I have power to tell.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Too well, too well thou tell’st a tale so ill.</span>
<br/>
<span>Where is the Earl of Wiltshire? where is Bagot?</span>
<br/>
<span>What is become of Bushy? where is Green?</span>
<br/>
<span>That they have let the dangerous enemy</span>
<br/>
<span>Measure our confines with such peaceful steps?</span>
<br/>
<span>If we prevail, their heads shall pay for it:</span>
<br/>
<span>I warrant they have made peace with Bolingbroke.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Scroop</td>
<td>Peace have they made with him indeed, my lord.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O villains, vipers, damn’d without redemption!</span>
<br/>
<span>Dogs, easily won to fawn on any man!</span>
<br/>
<span>Snakes, in my heart-blood warm’d, that sting my heart!</span>
<br/>
<span>Three Judases, each one thrice worse than Judas!</span>
<br/>
<span>Would they make peace? terrible hell make war</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon their spotted souls for this offence!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Scroop</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Sweet love, I see, changing his property,</span>
<br/>
<span>Turns to the sourest and most deadly hate:</span>
<br/>
<span>Again uncurse their souls; their peace is made</span>
<br/>
<span>With heads, and not with hands: those whom you curse</span>
<br/>
<span>Have felt the worst of death’s destroying wound</span>
<br/>
<span>And lie full low, graved in the hollow ground.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Is Bushy, Green, and the Earl of Wiltshire dead?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Scroop</td>
<td>Ay, all of them at Bristol lost their heads.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Where is the duke my father with his power?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No matter where; of comfort no man speak:</span>
<br/>
<span>Let’s talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs;</span>
<br/>
<span>Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Let’s choose executors and talk of wills:</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet not so, for what can we bequeath</span>
<br/>
<span>Save our deposed bodies to the ground?</span>
<br/>
<span>Our lands, our lives and all are Bolingbroke’s,</span>
<br/>
<span>And nothing can we call our own but death</span>
<br/>
<span>And that small model of the barren earth</span>
<br/>
<span>Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.</span>
<br/>
<span>For God’s sake, let us sit upon the ground</span>
<br/>
<span>And tell sad stories of the death of kings:</span>
<br/>
<span>How some have been deposed; some slain in war;</span>
<br/>
<span>Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed;</span>
<br/>
<span>Some poison’d by their wives; some sleeping kill’d;</span>
<br/>
<span>All murder’d: for within the hollow crown</span>
<br/>
<span>That rounds the mortal temples of a king</span>
<br/>
<span>Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits,</span>
<br/>
<span>Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp,</span>
<br/>
<span>Allowing him a breath, a little scene,</span>
<br/>
<span>To monarchize, be fear’d and kill with looks,</span>
<br/>
<span>Infusing him with self and vain conceit,</span>
<br/>
<span>As if this flesh which walls about our life</span>
<br/>
<span>Were brass impregnable, and humour’d thus</span>
<br/>
<span>Comes at the last and with a little pin</span>
<br/>
<span>Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king!</span>
<br/>
<span>Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood</span>
<br/>
<span>With solemn reverence: throw away respect,</span>
<br/>
<span>Tradition, form and ceremonious duty,</span>
<br/>
<span>For you have but mistook me all this while:</span>
<br/>
<span>I live with bread like you, feel want,</span>
<br/>
<span>Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus,</span>
<br/>
<span>How can you say to me, I am a king?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Carlisle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, wise men ne’er sit and wail their woes,</span>
<br/>
<span>But presently prevent the ways to wail.</span>
<br/>
<span>To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth strength,</span>
<br/>
<span>Gives in your weakness strength unto your foe,</span>
<br/>
<span>And so your follies fight against yourself.</span>
<br/>
<span>Fear, and be slain; no worse can come to fight:</span>
<br/>
<span>And fight and die is death destroying death;</span>
<br/>
<span>Where fearing dying pays death servile breath.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My father hath a power; inquire of him,</span>
<br/>
<span>And learn to make a body of a limb.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thou chidest me well: proud Bolingbroke, I come</span>
<br/>
<span>To change blows with thee for our day of doom.</span>
<br/>
<span>This ague fit of fear is over-blown;</span>
<br/>
<span>An easy task it is to win our own.</span>
<br/>
<span>Say, Scroop, where lies our uncle with his power?</span>
<br/>
<span>Speak sweetly, man, although thy looks be sour.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Scroop</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Men judge by the complexion of the sky</span>
<br/>
<span>The state and inclination of the day:</span>
<br/>
<span>So may you by my dull and heavy eye,</span>
<br/>
<span>My tongue hath but a heavier tale to say.</span>
<br/>
<span>I play the torturer, by small and small</span>
<br/>
<span>To lengthen out the worst that must be spoken:</span>
<br/>
<span>Your uncle York is join’d with Bolingbroke,</span>
<br/>
<span>And all your northern castles yielded up,</span>
<br/>
<span>And all your southern gentlemen in arms</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon his party.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thou hast said enough.</span>
<br/>
<span>Beshrew thee, cousin, which didst lead me forth <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">To <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Of that sweet way I was in to despair!</span>
<br/>
<span>What say you now? what comfort have we now?</span>
<br/>
<span>By heaven, I’ll hate him everlastingly</span>
<br/>
<span>That bids me be of comfort any more.</span>
<br/>
<span>Go to Flint castle: there I’ll pine away;</span>
<br/>
<span>A king, woe’s slave, shall kingly woe obey.</span>
<br/>
<span>That power I have, discharge; and let them go</span>
<br/>
<span>To ear the land that hath some hope to grow,</span>
<br/>
<span>For I have none: let no man speak again</span>
<br/>
<span>To alter this, for counsel is but vain.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>My liege, one word.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>He does me double wrong</span>
<br/>
<span>That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue.</span>
<br/>
<span>Discharge my followers: let them hence away,</span>
<br/>
<span>From Richard’s night to Bolingbroke’s fair day. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-3-3" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">III</span>
</h3>
<p>Wales. Before Flint castle.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter, with drum and colours, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b>, Attendants, and forces.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>So that by this intelligence we learn</span>
<br/>
<span>The Welshmen are dispersed, and Salisbury</span>
<br/>
<span>Is gone to meet the king, who lately landed</span>
<br/>
<span>With some few private friends upon this coast.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The news is very fair and good, my lord:</span>
<br/>
<span>Richard not far from hence hath hid his head.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>It would beseem the Lord Northumberland</span>
<br/>
<span>To say “King Richard:” alack the heavy day</span>
<br/>
<span>When such a sacred king should hide his head.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Your grace mistakes; only to be brief,</span>
<br/>
<span>Left I his title out.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The time hath been,</span>
<br/>
<span>Would you have been so brief with him, he would</span>
<br/>
<span>Have been so brief with you, to shorten you,</span>
<br/>
<span>For taking so the head, your whole head’s length.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Mistake not, uncle, further than you should.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Take not, good cousin, further than you should,</span>
<br/>
<span>Lest you mistake the heavens are o’er our heads.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I know it, uncle, and oppose not myself</span>
<br/>
<span>Against their will. But who comes here?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>Welcome, Harry: what, will not this castle yield?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The castle royally is mann’d, my lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>Against thy entrance.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Royally!</span>
<br/>
<span>Why, it contains no king?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Yes, my good lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>It doth contain a king; King Richard lies</span>
<br/>
<span>Within the limits of yon lime and stone:</span>
<br/>
<span>And with him are the Lord Aumerle, Lord Salisbury,</span>
<br/>
<span>Sir Stephen Scroop, besides a clergyman</span>
<br/>
<span>Of holy reverence; who, I cannot learn.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>O, belike it is the Bishop of Carlisle.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Noble lords,</span>
<br/>
<span>Go to the rude ribs of that ancient castle;</span>
<br/>
<span>Through brazen trumpet send the breath of parley</span>
<br/>
<span>Into his ruin’d ears, and thus deliver:</span>
<br/>
<span>Henry Bolingbroke</span>
<br/>
<span>On both his knees doth kiss King Richard’s hand</span>
<br/>
<span>And sends allegiance and true faith of heart</span>
<br/>
<span>To his most royal person, hither come</span>
<br/>
<span>Even at his feet to lay my arms and power,</span>
<br/>
<span>Provided that my banishment repeal’d</span>
<br/>
<span>And lands restored again be freely granted:</span>
<br/>
<span>If not, I’ll use the advantage of my power</span>
<br/>
<span>And lay the summer’s dust with showers of blood</span>
<br/>
<span>Rain’d from the wounds of slaughter’d Englishmen:</span>
<br/>
<span>The which, how far off from the mind of Bolingbroke</span>
<br/>
<span>It is, such crimson tempest should bedrench</span>
<br/>
<span>The fresh green lap of fair King Richard’s land,</span>
<br/>
<span>My stooping duty tenderly shall show.</span>
<br/>
<span>Go, signify as much, while here we march</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon the grassy carpet of this plain.</span>
<br/>
<span>Let’s march without the noise of threatening drum,</span>
<br/>
<span>That from this castle’s tatter’d battlements</span>
<br/>
<span>Our fair appointments may be well perused.</span>
<br/>
<span>Methinks King Richard and myself should meet</span>
<br/>
<span>With no less terror than the elements</span>
<br/>
<span>Of fire and water, when their thundering shock</span>
<br/>
<span>At meeting tears the cloudy cheeks of heaven.</span>
<br/>
<span>Be he the fire, I’ll be the yielding water:</span>
<br/>
<span>The rage be his, whilst on the earth I rain</span>
<br/>
<span>My waters; on the earth, and not on him.</span>
<br/>
<span>March on, and mark King Richard how he looks.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Parle without, and answer within. Then a flourish. Enter on the walls, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</b>, the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bishop of Carlisle</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Scroop</b>, and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Salisbury</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>See, see, King Richard doth himself appear,</span>
<br/>
<span>As doth the blushing discontented sun</span>
<br/>
<span>From out the fiery portal of the east,</span>
<br/>
<span>When he perceives the envious clouds are bent</span>
<br/>
<span>To dim his glory and to stain the track</span>
<br/>
<span>Of his bright passage to the occident.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Yet looks he like a king: behold, his eye,</span>
<br/>
<span>As bright as is the eagle’s, lightens forth</span>
<br/>
<span>Controlling majesty: alack, alack, for woe,</span>
<br/>
<span>That any harm should stain so fair a show!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We are amazed; and thus long have we stood</span>
<br/>
<span>To watch the fearful bending of thy knee, <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">To <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b>.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Because we thought ourself thy lawful king:</span>
<br/>
<span>And if we be, how dare thy joints forget</span>
<br/>
<span>To pay their awful duty to our presence?</span>
<br/>
<span>If we be not, show us the hand of God</span>
<br/>
<span>That hath dismiss’d us from our stewardship;</span>
<br/>
<span>For well we know, no hand of blood and bone</span>
<br/>
<span>Can gripe the sacred handle of our sceptre,</span>
<br/>
<span>Unless he do profane, steal, or usurp.</span>
<br/>
<span>And though you think that all, as you have done,</span>
<br/>
<span>Have torn their souls by turning them from us,</span>
<br/>
<span>And we are barren and bereft of friends;</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet know, my master, God omnipotent,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is mustering in his clouds on our behalf</span>
<br/>
<span>Armies of pestilence; and they shall strike</span>
<br/>
<span>Your children yet unborn and unbegot,</span>
<br/>
<span>That lift your vassal hands against my head</span>
<br/>
<span>And threat the glory of my precious crown.</span>
<br/>
<span>Tell Bolingbroke⁠—for yond methinks he stands⁠—</span>
<br/>
<span>That every stride he makes upon my land</span>
<br/>
<span>Is dangerous treason: he is come to open</span>
<br/>
<span>The purple testament of bleeding war;</span>
<br/>
<span>But ere the crown he looks for live in peace,</span>
<br/>
<span>Ten thousand bloody crowns of mothers’ sons</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall ill become the flower of England’s face,</span>
<br/>
<span>Change the complexion of her maid-pale peace</span>
<br/>
<span>To scarlet indignation and bedew</span>
<br/>
<span>Her pastures’ grass with faithful English blood.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The king of heaven forbid our lord the king</span>
<br/>
<span>Should so with civil and uncivil arms</span>
<br/>
<span>Be rush’d upon! Thy thrice noble cousin</span>
<br/>
<span>Harry Bolingbroke doth humbly kiss thy hand;</span>
<br/>
<span>And by the honourable tomb he swears,</span>
<br/>
<span>That stands upon your royal grandsire’s bones,</span>
<br/>
<span>And by the royalties of both your bloods,</span>
<br/>
<span>Currents that spring from one most gracious head,</span>
<br/>
<span>And by the buried hand of warlike Gaunt,</span>
<br/>
<span>And by the worth and honour of himself,</span>
<br/>
<span>Comprising all that may be sworn or said,</span>
<br/>
<span>His coming hither hath no further scope</span>
<br/>
<span>Than for his lineal royalties and to beg</span>
<br/>
<span>Enfranchisement immediate on his knees:</span>
<br/>
<span>Which on thy royal party granted once,</span>
<br/>
<span>His glittering arms he will commend to rust,</span>
<br/>
<span>His barbed steeds to stables, and his heart</span>
<br/>
<span>To faithful service of your majesty.</span>
<br/>
<span>This swears he, as he is a prince, is just;</span>
<br/>
<span>And, as I am a gentleman, I credit him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Northumberland, say thus the king returns:</span>
<br/>
<span>His noble cousin is right welcome hither;</span>
<br/>
<span>And all the number of his fair demands</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall be accomplish’d without contradiction:</span>
<br/>
<span>With all the gracious utterance thou hast</span>
<br/>
<span>Speak to his gentle hearing kind commends.</span>
<br/>
<span>We do debase ourselves, cousin, do we not, <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">To <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>To look so poorly and to speak so fair?</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall we call back Northumberland, and send</span>
<br/>
<span>Defiance to the traitor, and so die?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No, good my lord; let’s fight with gentle words</span>
<br/>
<span>Till time lend friends and friends their helpful swords.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O God, O God! that e’er this tongue of mine,</span>
<br/>
<span>That laid the sentence of dread banishment</span>
<br/>
<span>On yon proud man, should take it off again</span>
<br/>
<span>With words of sooth! O that I were as great</span>
<br/>
<span>As is my grief, or lesser than my name!</span>
<br/>
<span>Or that I could forget what I have been,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or not remember what I must be now!</span>
<br/>
<span>Swell’st thou, proud heart? I’ll give thee scope to beat,</span>
<br/>
<span>Since foes have scope to beat both thee and me.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Northumberland comes back from Bolingbroke.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What must the king do now? must he submit?</span>
<br/>
<span>The king shall do it: must he be deposed?</span>
<br/>
<span>The king shall be contented: must he lose</span>
<br/>
<span>The name of king? o’ God’s name, let it go:</span>
<br/>
<span>I’ll give my jewels for a set of beads,</span>
<br/>
<span>My gorgeous palace for a hermitage,</span>
<br/>
<span>My gay apparel for an almsman’s gown,</span>
<br/>
<span>My figured goblets for a dish of wood,</span>
<br/>
<span>My sceptre for a palmer’s walking-staff,</span>
<br/>
<span>My subjects for a pair of carved saints</span>
<br/>
<span>And my large kingdom for a little grave,</span>
<br/>
<span>A little little grave, an obscure grave;</span>
<br/>
<span>Or I’ll be buried in the king’s highway,</span>
<br/>
<span>Some way of common trade, where subjects’ feet</span>
<br/>
<span>May hourly trample on their sovereign’s head;</span>
<br/>
<span>For on my heart they tread now whilst I live;</span>
<br/>
<span>And buried once, why not upon my head?</span>
<br/>
<span>Aumerle, thou weep’st, my tender-hearted cousin!</span>
<br/>
<span>We’ll make foul weather with despised tears;</span>
<br/>
<span>Our sighs and they shall lodge the summer corn,</span>
<br/>
<span>And make a dearth in this revolting land.</span>
<br/>
<span>Or shall we play the wantons with our woes,</span>
<br/>
<span>And make some pretty match with shedding tears?</span>
<br/>
<span>As thus, to drop them still upon one place,</span>
<br/>
<span>Till they have fretted us a pair of graves</span>
<br/>
<span>Within the earth; and, therein laid⁠—there lies</span>
<br/>
<span>Two kinsmen digg’d their graves with weeping eyes.</span>
<br/>
<span>Would not this ill do well? Well, well, I see</span>
<br/>
<span>I talk but idly, and you laugh at me.</span>
<br/>
<span>Most mighty prince, my Lord Northumberland,</span>
<br/>
<span>What says King Bolingbroke? will his majesty</span>
<br/>
<span>Give Richard leave to live till Richard die?</span>
<br/>
<span>You make a leg, and Bolingbroke says ay.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, in the base court he doth attend</span>
<br/>
<span>To speak with you; may it please you to come down.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Down, down I come; like glistering Phaethon,</span>
<br/>
<span>Wanting the manage of unruly jades.</span>
<br/>
<span>In the base court? Base court, where kings grow base,</span>
<br/>
<span>To come at traitors’ calls and do them grace.</span>
<br/>
<span>In the base court? Come down? Down, court! down, king!</span>
<br/>
<span>For night-owls shriek where mounting larks should sing. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt from above.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>What says his majesty?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Sorrow and grief of heart</span>
<br/>
<span>Makes him speak fondly, like a frantic man:</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet he is come.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</b> and his attendants below.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Stand all apart,</span>
<br/>
<span>And show fair duty to his majesty. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">He kneels down.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>My gracious lord⁠—</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Fair cousin, you debase your princely knee</span>
<br/>
<span>To make the base earth proud with kissing it:</span>
<br/>
<span>Me rather had my heart might feel your love</span>
<br/>
<span>Than my unpleased eye see your courtesy.</span>
<br/>
<span>Up, cousin, up; your heart is up, I know,</span>
<br/>
<span>Thus high at least, although your knee be low.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>My gracious lord, I come but for mine own.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Your own is yours, and I am yours, and all.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>So far be mine, my most redoubted lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>As my true service shall deserve your love.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Well you deserve: they well deserve to have,</span>
<br/>
<span>That know the strong’st and surest way to get.</span>
<br/>
<span>Uncle, give me your hands: nay, dry your eyes;</span>
<br/>
<span>Tears show their love, but want their remedies.</span>
<br/>
<span>Cousin, I am too young to be your father,</span>
<br/>
<span>Though you are old enough to be my heir.</span>
<br/>
<span>What you will have, I’ll give, and willing too;</span>
<br/>
<span>For do we must what force will have us do.</span>
<br/>
<span>Set on towards London, cousin, is it so?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Yea, my good lord.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Then I must not say no. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Flourish. Exeunt.</i></td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-3-4" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">IV</span>
</h3>
<p>Langley. The <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duke of York’s</b> garden.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b> and two <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Ladies</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What sport shall we devise here in this garden,</span>
<br/>
<span>To drive away the heavy thought of care?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Lady</td>
<td>Madam, we’ll play at bowls.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>’Twill make me think the world is full of rubs,</span>
<br/>
<span>And that my fortune rubs against the bias.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Lady</td>
<td>Madam, we’ll dance.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My legs can keep no measure in delight,</span>
<br/>
<span>When my poor heart no measure keeps in grief:</span>
<br/>
<span>Therefore, no dancing, girl; some other sport.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Lady</td>
<td>Madam, we’ll tell tales.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td>Of sorrow or of joy?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Lady</td>
<td>Of either, madam.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Of neither, girl:</span>
<br/>
<span>For if of joy, being altogether wanting,</span>
<br/>
<span>It doth remember me the more of sorrow;</span>
<br/>
<span>Or if of grief, being altogether had,</span>
<br/>
<span>It adds more sorrow to my want of joy:</span>
<br/>
<span>For what I have I need not to repeat;</span>
<br/>
<span>And what I want it boots not to complain.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Lady</td>
<td>Madam, I’ll sing.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>’Tis well that thou hast cause;</span>
<br/>
<span>But thou shouldst please me better, wouldst thou weep.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Lady</td>
<td>I could weep, madam, would it do you good.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>And I could sing, would weeping do me good,</span>
<br/>
<span>And never borrow any tear of thee.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Gardener</b>, and two <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servants</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>But stay, here come the gardeners:</span>
<br/>
<span>Let’s step into the shadow of these trees.</span>
<br/>
<span>My wretchedness unto a row of pins,</span>
<br/>
<span>They’ll talk of state; for every one doth so</span>
<br/>
<span>Against a change; woe is forerun with woe. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction"><b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Ladies</b> retire.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gardener</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Go, bind thou up yon dangling apricocks,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which, like unruly children, make their sire</span>
<br/>
<span>Stoop with oppression of their prodigal weight:</span>
<br/>
<span>Give some supportance to the bending twigs.</span>
<br/>
<span>Go thou, and like an executioner,</span>
<br/>
<span>Cut off the heads of too fast growing sprays,</span>
<br/>
<span>That look too lofty in our commonwealth:</span>
<br/>
<span>All must be even in our government.</span>
<br/>
<span>You thus employ’d, I will go root away</span>
<br/>
<span>The noisome weeds, which without profit suck</span>
<br/>
<span>The soil’s fertility from wholesome flowers.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Why should we in the compass of a pale</span>
<br/>
<span>Keep law and form and due proportion,</span>
<br/>
<span>Showing, as in a model, our firm estate,</span>
<br/>
<span>When our sea-walled garden, the whole land,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is full of weeds, her fairest flowers choked up,</span>
<br/>
<span>Her fruit-trees all unpruned, her hedges ruin’d,</span>
<br/>
<span>Her knots disorder’d and her wholesome herbs</span>
<br/>
<span>Swarming with caterpillars?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gardener</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Hold thy peace:</span>
<br/>
<span>He that hath suffer’d this disorder’d spring</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath now himself met with the fall of leaf:</span>
<br/>
<span>The weeds which his broad-spreading leaves did shelter,</span>
<br/>
<span>That seem’d in eating him to hold him up,</span>
<br/>
<span>Are pluck’d up root and all by Bolingbroke,</span>
<br/>
<span>I mean the Earl of Wiltshire, Bushy, Green.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</td>
<td>What, are they dead?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gardener</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>They are; and Bolingbroke</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath seized the wasteful king. O, what pity is it</span>
<br/>
<span>That he had not so trimm’d and dress’d his land</span>
<br/>
<span>As we this garden! We at time of year</span>
<br/>
<span>Do wound the bark, the skin of our fruit-trees,</span>
<br/>
<span>Lest, being over-proud in sap and blood,</span>
<br/>
<span>With too much riches it confound itself:</span>
<br/>
<span>Had he done so to great and growing men,</span>
<br/>
<span>They might have lived to bear and he to taste</span>
<br/>
<span>Their fruits of duty: superfluous branches</span>
<br/>
<span>We lop away, that bearing boughs may live:</span>
<br/>
<span>Had he done so, himself had borne the crown,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which waste of idle hours hath quite thrown down.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</td>
<td>What, think you then the king shall be deposed?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gardener</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Depress’d he is already, and deposed</span>
<br/>
<span>’Tis doubt he will be: letters came last night</span>
<br/>
<span>To a dear friend of the good Duke of York’s,</span>
<br/>
<span>That tell black tidings.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, I am press’d to death through want of speaking! <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Coming forward.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Thou, old Adam’s likeness, set to dress this garden,</span>
<br/>
<span>How dares thy harsh rude tongue sound this unpleasing news?</span>
<br/>
<span>What Eve, what serpent, hath suggested thee</span>
<br/>
<span>To make a second fall of cursed man?</span>
<br/>
<span>Why dost thou say King Richard is deposed?</span>
<br/>
<span>Darest thou, thou little better thing than earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Divine his downfall? Say, where, when, and how,</span>
<br/>
<span>Camest thou by this ill tidings? speak, thou wretch.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gardener</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Pardon me, madam: little joy have I</span>
<br/>
<span>To breathe this news; yet what I say is true.</span>
<br/>
<span>King Richard, he is in the mighty hold</span>
<br/>
<span>Of Bolingbroke: their fortunes both are weigh’d:</span>
<br/>
<span>In your lord’s scale is nothing but himself,</span>
<br/>
<span>And some few vanities that make him light;</span>
<br/>
<span>But in the balance of great Bolingbroke,</span>
<br/>
<span>Besides himself, are all the English peers,</span>
<br/>
<span>And with that odds he weighs King Richard down.</span>
<br/>
<span>Post you to London, and you will find it so;</span>
<br/>
<span>I speak no more than every one doth know.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Nimble mischance, that art so light of foot,</span>
<br/>
<span>Doth not thy embassage belong to me,</span>
<br/>
<span>And am I last that knows it? O, thou think’st</span>
<br/>
<span>To serve me last, that I may longest keep</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy sorrow in my breast. Come, ladies, go,</span>
<br/>
<span>To meet at London London’s king in woe.</span>
<br/>
<span>What, was I born to this, that my sad look</span>
<br/>
<span>Should grace the triumph of great Bolingbroke?</span>
<br/>
<span>Gardener, for telling me these news of woe,</span>
<br/>
<span>Pray God the plants thou graft’st may never grow. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Ladies</b>.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Gardener</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Poor queen! so that thy state might be no worse,</span>
<br/>
<span>I would my skill were subject to thy curse.</span>
<br/>
<span>Here did she fall a tear; here in this place</span>
<br/>
<span>I’ll set a bank of rue, sour herb of grace:</span>
<br/>
<span>Rue, even for ruth, here shortly shall be seen,</span>
<br/>
<span>In the remembrance of a weeping queen. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
</section>
<section id="act-4" epub:type="chapter bodymatter z3998:fiction z3998:drama">
<h2>
<span epub:type="label">Act</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">IV</span>
</h2>
<section id="scene-4-1" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</span>
</h3>
<p>Westminster Hall.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter, as to the Parliament, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Fitzwater</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Surrey</b>, the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bishop of Carlisle</b>, the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Abbot of Westminster</b>, and another <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Lord</b>, Herald, Officers, and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Call forth Bagot.</span>
<br/>
<span>Now, Bagot, freely speak thy mind;</span>
<br/>
<span>What thou dost know of noble Gloucester’s death,</span>
<br/>
<span>Who wrought it with the king, and who perform’d</span>
<br/>
<span>The bloody office of his timeless end.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</td>
<td>Then set before my face the Lord Aumerle.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Cousin, stand forth, and look upon that man.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bagot</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My Lord Aumerle, I know your daring tongue</span>
<br/>
<span>Scorns to unsay what once it hath deliver’d.</span>
<br/>
<span>In that dead time when Gloucester’s death was plotted,</span>
<br/>
<span>I heard you say, “Is not my arm of length,</span>
<br/>
<span>That reacheth from the restful English court</span>
<br/>
<span>As far as Calais, to mine uncle’s head?”</span>
<br/>
<span>Amongst much other talk, that very time,</span>
<br/>
<span>I heard you say that you had rather refuse</span>
<br/>
<span>The offer of an hundred thousand crowns</span>
<br/>
<span>Than Bolingbroke’s return to England;</span>
<br/>
<span>Adding withal, how blest this land would be</span>
<br/>
<span>In this your cousin’s death.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Princes and noble lords,</span>
<br/>
<span>What answer shall I make to this base man?</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall I so much dishonour my fair stars,</span>
<br/>
<span>On equal terms to give him chastisement?</span>
<br/>
<span>Either I must, or have mine honour soil’d</span>
<br/>
<span>With the attainder of his slanderous lips.</span>
<br/>
<span>There is my gage, the manual seal of death,</span>
<br/>
<span>That marks thee out for hell: I say, thou liest,</span>
<br/>
<span>And will maintain what thou hast said is false</span>
<br/>
<span>In thy heart-blood, though being all too base</span>
<br/>
<span>To stain the temper of my knightly sword.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Bagot, forbear; thou shalt not take it up.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Excepting one, I would he were the best</span>
<br/>
<span>In all this presence that hath moved me so.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Fitzwater</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>If that thy valour stand on sympathy,</span>
<br/>
<span>There is my gage, Aumerle, in gage to thine:</span>
<br/>
<span>By that fair sun which shows me where thou stand’st,</span>
<br/>
<span>I heard thee say, and vauntingly thou spakest it,</span>
<br/>
<span>That thou wert cause of noble Gloucester’s death.</span>
<br/>
<span>If thou deny’st it twenty times, thou liest;</span>
<br/>
<span>And I will turn thy falsehood to thy heart,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where it was forged, with my rapier’s point.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Thou darest not, coward, live to see that day.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Fitzwater</td>
<td>Now by my soul, I would it were this hour.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Fitzwater, thou art damn’d to hell for this.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Aumerle, thou liest; his honour is as true</span>
<br/>
<span>In this appeal as thou art all unjust;</span>
<br/>
<span>And that thou art so, there I throw my gage,</span>
<br/>
<span>To prove it on thee to the extremest point</span>
<br/>
<span>Of mortal breathing: seize it, if thou darest.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>An if I do not, may my hands rot off</span>
<br/>
<span>And never brandish more revengeful steel</span>
<br/>
<span>Over the glittering helmet of my foe!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Another Lord</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I task the earth to the like, forsworn Aumerle;</span>
<br/>
<span>And spur thee on with full as many lies</span>
<br/>
<span>As may be holloa’d in thy treacherous ear</span>
<br/>
<span>From sun to sun: there is my honour’s pawn;</span>
<br/>
<span>Engage it to the trial, if thou darest.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Who sets me else? by heaven, I’ll throw at all:</span>
<br/>
<span>I have a thousand spirits in one breast,</span>
<br/>
<span>To answer twenty thousand such as you.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Surrey</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My Lord Fitzwater, I do remember well</span>
<br/>
<span>The very time Aumerle and you did talk.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Fitzwater</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>’Tis very true: you were in presence then;</span>
<br/>
<span>And you can witness with me this is true.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Surrey</td>
<td>As false, by heaven, as heaven itself is true.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Fitzwater</td>
<td>Surrey, thou liest.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Surrey</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Dishonourable boy!</span>
<br/>
<span>That lie shall lie so heavy on my sword,</span>
<br/>
<span>That it shall render vengeance and revenge</span>
<br/>
<span>Till thou the lie-giver and that lie do lie</span>
<br/>
<span>In earth as quiet as thy father’s skull:</span>
<br/>
<span>In proof whereof, there is my honour’s pawn;</span>
<br/>
<span>Engage it to the trial, if thou darest.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Fitzwater</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>How fondly dost thou spur a forward horse!</span>
<br/>
<span>If I dare eat, or drink, or breathe, or live,</span>
<br/>
<span>I dare meet Surrey in a wilderness,</span>
<br/>
<span>And spit upon him, whilst I say he lies,</span>
<br/>
<span>And lies, and lies: there is my bond of faith,</span>
<br/>
<span>To tie thee to my strong correction.</span>
<br/>
<span>As I intend to thrive in this new world,</span>
<br/>
<span>Aumerle is guilty of my true appeal:</span>
<br/>
<span>Besides, I heard the banish’d Norfolk say</span>
<br/>
<span>That thou, Aumerle, didst send two of thy men</span>
<br/>
<span>To execute the noble duke at Calais.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Some honest Christian trust me with a gage,</span>
<br/>
<span>That Norfolk lies: here do I throw down this,</span>
<br/>
<span>If he may be repeal’d, to try his honour.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>These differences shall all rest under gage</span>
<br/>
<span>Till Norfolk be repeal’d: repeal’d he shall be,</span>
<br/>
<span>And, though mine enemy, restored again</span>
<br/>
<span>To all his lands and signories: when he’s return’d,</span>
<br/>
<span>Against Aumerle we will enforce his trial.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Carlisle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>That honourable day shall ne’er be seen.</span>
<br/>
<span>Many a time hath banish’d Norfolk fought</span>
<br/>
<span>For Jesu Christ in glorious Christian field,</span>
<br/>
<span>Streaming the ensign of the Christian cross</span>
<br/>
<span>Against black pagans, Turks, and Saracens;</span>
<br/>
<span>And toil’d with works of war, retired himself</span>
<br/>
<span>To Italy; and there at Venice gave</span>
<br/>
<span>His body to that pleasant country’s earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>And his pure soul unto his captain Christ,</span>
<br/>
<span>Under whose colours he had fought so long.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Why, bishop, is Norfolk dead?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Carlisle</td>
<td>As surely as I live, my lord.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Sweet peace conduct his sweet soul to the bosom</span>
<br/>
<span>Of good old Abraham! Lords appellants,</span>
<br/>
<span>Your differences shall all rest under gage</span>
<br/>
<span>Till we assign you to your days of trial.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b>, attended.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Great Duke of Lancaster, I come to thee</span>
<br/>
<span>From plume-pluck’d Richard; who with willing soul</span>
<br/>
<span>Adopts thee heir, and his high sceptre yields</span>
<br/>
<span>To the possession of thy royal hand:</span>
<br/>
<span>Ascend his throne, descending now from him;</span>
<br/>
<span>And long live Henry, fourth of that name!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>In God’s name, I’ll ascend the regal throne.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Carlisle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Marry, God forbid!</span>
<br/>
<span>Worst in this royal presence may I speak,</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet best beseeming me to speak the truth.</span>
<br/>
<span>Would God that any in this noble presence</span>
<br/>
<span>Were enough noble to be upright judge</span>
<br/>
<span>Of noble Richard! then true noblesse would</span>
<br/>
<span>Learn him forbearance from so foul a wrong.</span>
<br/>
<span>What subject can give sentence on his king?</span>
<br/>
<span>And who sits here that is not Richard’s subject?</span>
<br/>
<span>Thieves are not judged but they are by to hear,</span>
<br/>
<span>Although apparent guilt be seen in them;</span>
<br/>
<span>And shall the figure of God’s majesty,</span>
<br/>
<span>His captain, steward, deputy-elect,</span>
<br/>
<span>Anointed, crowned, planted many years,</span>
<br/>
<span>Be judged by subject and inferior breath,</span>
<br/>
<span>And he himself not present? O, forfend it, God,</span>
<br/>
<span>That in a Christian climate souls refined</span>
<br/>
<span>Should show so heinous, black, obscene a deed!</span>
<br/>
<span>I speak to subjects, and a subject speaks,</span>
<br/>
<span>Stirr’d up by God, thus boldly for his king.</span>
<br/>
<span>My Lord of Hereford here, whom you call king,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is a foul traitor to proud Hereford’s king:</span>
<br/>
<span>And if you crown him, let me prophesy:</span>
<br/>
<span>The blood of English shall manure the ground,</span>
<br/>
<span>And future ages groan for this foul act;</span>
<br/>
<span>Peace shall go sleep with Turks and infidels,</span>
<br/>
<span>And in this seat of peace tumultuous wars</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall kin with kin and kind with kind confound;</span>
<br/>
<span>Disorder, horror, fear and mutiny</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall here inhabit, and this land be call’d</span>
<br/>
<span>The field of Golgotha and dead men’s skulls.</span>
<br/>
<span>O, if you raise this house against this house,</span>
<br/>
<span>It will the woefullest division prove</span>
<br/>
<span>That ever fell upon this cursed earth.</span>
<br/>
<span>Prevent it, resist it, let it not be so,</span>
<br/>
<span>Lest child, child’s children, cry against you “woe!”</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Well have you argued, sir; and, for your pains,</span>
<br/>
<span>Of capital treason we arrest you here.</span>
<br/>
<span>My Lord of Westminster, be it your charge</span>
<br/>
<span>To keep him safely till his day of trial.</span>
<br/>
<span>May it please you, lords, to grant the commons’ suit.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Fetch hither Richard, that in common view</span>
<br/>
<span>He may surrender; so we shall proceed</span>
<br/>
<span>Without suspicion.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>I will be his conduct. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit.</i></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Lords, you that here are under our arrest,</span>
<br/>
<span>Procure your sureties for your days of answer.</span>
<br/>
<span>Little are we beholding to your love,</span>
<br/>
<span>And little look’d for at your helping hands.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Reenter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b>, with <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Richard</b>, and Officers bearing the regalia.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Alack, why am I sent for to a king,</span>
<br/>
<span>Before I have shook off the regal thoughts</span>
<br/>
<span>Wherewith I reign’d? I hardly yet have learn’d</span>
<br/>
<span>To insinuate, flatter, bow, and bend my limbs:</span>
<br/>
<span>Give sorrow leave awhile to tutor me</span>
<br/>
<span>To this submission. Yet I well remember</span>
<br/>
<span>The favours of these men: were they not mine?</span>
<br/>
<span>Did they not sometime cry, “all hail!” to me?</span>
<br/>
<span>So Judas did to Christ: but he, in twelve,</span>
<br/>
<span>Found truth in all but one; I, in twelve thousand, none.</span>
<br/>
<span>God save the king! Will no man say amen?</span>
<br/>
<span>Am I both priest and clerk? well then, amen.</span>
<br/>
<span>God save the king! although I be not he;</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet, amen, if heaven do think him me.</span>
<br/>
<span>To do what service am I sent for hither?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>To do that office of thine own good will</span>
<br/>
<span>Which tired majesty did make thee offer,</span>
<br/>
<span>The resignation of thy state and crown</span>
<br/>
<span>To Henry Bolingbroke.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Give me the crown. Here, cousin, seize the crown;</span>
<br/>
<span>Here cousin;</span>
<br/>
<span>On this side my hand, and on that side yours.</span>
<br/>
<span>Now is this golden crown like a deep well</span>
<br/>
<span>That owes two buckets, filling one another,</span>
<br/>
<span>The emptier ever dancing in the air,</span>
<br/>
<span>The other down, unseen and full of water:</span>
<br/>
<span>That bucket down and full of tears am I,</span>
<br/>
<span>Drinking my griefs, whilst you mount up on high.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>I thought you had been willing to resign.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My crown I am; but still my griefs are mine:</span>
<br/>
<span>You may my glories and my state depose,</span>
<br/>
<span>But not my griefs; still am I king of those.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Part of your cares you give me with your crown.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Your cares set up do not pluck my cares down.</span>
<br/>
<span>My care is loss of care, by old care done;</span>
<br/>
<span>Your care is gain of care, by new care won:</span>
<br/>
<span>The cares I give I have, though given away;</span>
<br/>
<span>They tend the crown, yet still with me they stay.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Are you contented to resign the crown?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Ay, no; no, ay; for I must nothing be;</span>
<br/>
<span>Therefore no no, for I resign to thee.</span>
<br/>
<span>Now mark me, how I will undo myself:</span>
<br/>
<span>I give this heavy weight from off my head</span>
<br/>
<span>And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand,</span>
<br/>
<span>The pride of kingly sway from out my heart;</span>
<br/>
<span>With mine own tears I wash away my balm,</span>
<br/>
<span>With mine own hands I give away my crown,</span>
<br/>
<span>With mine own tongue deny my sacred state,</span>
<br/>
<span>With mine own breath release all duty’s rites:</span>
<br/>
<span>All pomp and majesty I do forswear;</span>
<br/>
<span>My manors, rents, revenues I forego;</span>
<br/>
<span>My acts, decrees, and statutes I deny:</span>
<br/>
<span>God pardon all oaths that are broke to me!</span>
<br/>
<span>God keep all vows unbroke that swear to thee!</span>
<br/>
<span>Make me, that nothing have, with nothing grieved,</span>
<br/>
<span>And thou with all pleased, that hast all achieved!</span>
<br/>
<span>Long mayst thou live in Richard’s seat to sit,</span>
<br/>
<span>And soon lie Richard in an earthy pit!</span>
<br/>
<span>God save King Harry, unking’d Richard says,</span>
<br/>
<span>And send him many years of sunshine days!</span>
<br/>
<span>What more remains?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No more, but that you read</span>
<br/>
<span>These accusations and these grievous crimes</span>
<br/>
<span>Committed by your person and your followers</span>
<br/>
<span>Against the state and profit of this land;</span>
<br/>
<span>That, by confessing them, the souls of men</span>
<br/>
<span>May deem that you are worthily deposed.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Must I do so? and must I ravel out</span>
<br/>
<span>My weaved-up folly? Gentle Northumberland,</span>
<br/>
<span>If thy offences were upon record,</span>
<br/>
<span>Would it not shame thee in so fair a troop</span>
<br/>
<span>To read a lecture of them? If thou wouldst,</span>
<br/>
<span>There shouldst thou find one heinous article,</span>
<br/>
<span>Containing the deposing of a king</span>
<br/>
<span>And cracking the strong warrant of an oath,</span>
<br/>
<span>Mark’d with a blot, damn’d in the book of heaven:</span>
<br/>
<span>Nay, all of you that stand and look upon,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whilst that my wretchedness doth bait myself,</span>
<br/>
<span>Though some of you with Pilate wash your hands</span>
<br/>
<span>Showing an outward pity; yet you Pilates</span>
<br/>
<span>Have here deliver’d me to my sour cross,</span>
<br/>
<span>And water cannot wash away your sin.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>My lord, dispatch; read o’er these articles.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Mine eyes are full of tears, I cannot see:</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet salt water blinds them not so much</span>
<br/>
<span>But they can see a sort of traitors here.</span>
<br/>
<span>Nay, if I turn mine eyes upon myself,</span>
<br/>
<span>I find myself a traitor with the rest;</span>
<br/>
<span>For I have given here my soul’s consent</span>
<br/>
<span>To undeck the pompous body of a king;</span>
<br/>
<span>Made glory base and sovereignty a slave,</span>
<br/>
<span>Proud majesty a subject, state a peasant.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>My lord⁠—</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No lord of thine, thou haught insulting man,</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor no man’s lord; I have no name, no title,</span>
<br/>
<span>No, not that name was given me at the font,</span>
<br/>
<span>But ’tis usurp’d: alack the heavy day,</span>
<br/>
<span>That I have worn so many winters out,</span>
<br/>
<span>And know not now what name to call myself!</span>
<br/>
<span>O that I were a mockery king of snow,</span>
<br/>
<span>Standing before the sun of Bolingbroke,</span>
<br/>
<span>To melt myself away in water-drops!</span>
<br/>
<span>Good king, great king, and yet not greatly good,</span>
<br/>
<span>An if my word be sterling yet in England,</span>
<br/>
<span>Let it command a mirror hither straight,</span>
<br/>
<span>That it may show me what a face I have,</span>
<br/>
<span>Since it is bankrupt of his majesty.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Go some of you and fetch a looking-glass. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit an attendant.</i></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>Read o’er this paper while the glass doth come.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Fiend, thou torment’st me ere I come to hell!</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Urge it no more, my Lord Northumberland.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>The commons will not then be satisfied.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>They shall be satisfied: I’ll read enough,</span>
<br/>
<span>When I do see the very book indeed</span>
<br/>
<span>Where all my sins are writ, and that’s myself.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Reenter Attendant, with a glass.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Give me the glass, and therein will I read.</span>
<br/>
<span>No deeper wrinkles yet? hath sorrow struck</span>
<br/>
<span>So many blows upon this face of mine,</span>
<br/>
<span>And made no deeper wounds? O flattering glass,</span>
<br/>
<span>Like to my followers in prosperity,</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou dost beguile me! Was this face the face</span>
<br/>
<span>That every day under his household roof</span>
<br/>
<span>Did keep ten thousand men? was this the face</span>
<br/>
<span>That, like the sun, did make beholders wink?</span>
<br/>
<span>Was this the face that faced so many follies,</span>
<br/>
<span>And was at last out-faced by Bolingbroke?</span>
<br/>
<span>A brittle glory shineth in this face:</span>
<br/>
<span>As brittle as the glory is the face; <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Dashes the glass against the ground.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>For there it is, crack’d in a hundred shivers.</span>
<br/>
<span>Mark, silent king, the moral of this sport,</span>
<br/>
<span>How soon my sorrow hath destroy’d my face.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The shadow of your sorrow hath destroy’d</span>
<br/>
<span>The shadow or your face.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Say that again.</span>
<br/>
<span>The shadow of my sorrow! ha! let’s see:</span>
<br/>
<span>’Tis very true, my grief lies all within;</span>
<br/>
<span>And these external manners of laments</span>
<br/>
<span>Are merely shadows to the unseen grief</span>
<br/>
<span>That swells with silence in the tortured soul;</span>
<br/>
<span>There lies the substance: and I thank thee, king,</span>
<br/>
<span>For thy great bounty, that not only givest</span>
<br/>
<span>Me cause to wail but teachest me the way</span>
<br/>
<span>How to lament the cause. I’ll beg one boon,</span>
<br/>
<span>And then be gone and trouble you no more.</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall I obtain it?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Name it, fair cousin.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>“Fair cousin”? I am greater than a king:</span>
<br/>
<span>For when I was a king, my flatterers</span>
<br/>
<span>Were then but subjects; being now a subject,</span>
<br/>
<span>I have a king here to my flatterer.</span>
<br/>
<span>Being so great, I have no need to beg.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Yet ask.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>And shall I have?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>You shall.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Then give me leave to go.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Whither?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Whither you will, so I were from your sights.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Go, some of you convey him to the Tower.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O, good! convey? conveyers are you all,</span>
<br/>
<span>That rise thus nimbly by a true king’s fall. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</b>, some <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Lords</b>, and a Guard.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>On Wednesday next we solemnly set down</span>
<br/>
<span>Our coronation: lords, prepare yourselves. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt all except the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bishop of Carlisle</b>, the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Abbot of Westminster</b>, and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Abbot</td>
<td>A woeful pageant have we here beheld.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Carlisle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The woe’s to come; the children yet unborn.</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall feel this day as sharp to them as thorn.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>You holy clergymen, is there no plot</span>
<br/>
<span>To rid the realm of this pernicious blot?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Abbot</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>Before I freely speak my mind herein,</span>
<br/>
<span>You shall not only take the sacrament</span>
<br/>
<span>To bury mine intents, but also to effect</span>
<br/>
<span>Whatever I shall happen to devise.</span>
<br/>
<span>I see your brows are full of discontent,</span>
<br/>
<span>Your hearts of sorrow and your eyes of tears:</span>
<br/>
<span>Come home with me to supper; and I’ll lay</span>
<br/>
<span>A plot shall show us all a merry day. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
</section>
<section id="act-5" epub:type="chapter bodymatter z3998:fiction z3998:drama">
<h2>
<span epub:type="label">Act</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">V</span>
</h2>
<section id="scene-5-1" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">I</span>
</h3>
<p>London. A street leading to the Tower.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Ladies</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>This way the king will come; this is the way</span>
<br/>
<span>To Julius Caesar’s ill-erected tower,</span>
<br/>
<span>To whose flint bosom my condemned lord</span>
<br/>
<span>Is doom’d a prisoner by proud Bolingbroke:</span>
<br/>
<span>Here let us rest, if this rebellious earth</span>
<br/>
<span>Have any resting for her true king’s queen.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Richard</b> and Guard.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>But soft, but see, or rather do not see,</span>
<br/>
<span>My fair rose wither: yet look up, behold,</span>
<br/>
<span>That you in pity may dissolve to dew,</span>
<br/>
<span>And wash him fresh again with true-love tears.</span>
<br/>
<span>Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand,</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou map of honour, thou King Richard’s tomb,</span>
<br/>
<span>And not King Richard; thou most beauteous inn,</span>
<br/>
<span>Why should hard-favour’d grief be lodged in thee,</span>
<br/>
<span>When triumph is become an alehouse guest?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so,</span>
<br/>
<span>To make my end too sudden: learn, good soul,</span>
<br/>
<span>To think our former state a happy dream;</span>
<br/>
<span>From which awaked, the truth of what we are</span>
<br/>
<span>Shows us but this: I am sworn brother, sweet,</span>
<br/>
<span>To grim Necessity, and he and I</span>
<br/>
<span>Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France</span>
<br/>
<span>And cloister thee in some religious house:</span>
<br/>
<span>Our holy lives must win a new world’s crown,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which our profane hours here have stricken down.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What, is my Richard both in shape and mind</span>
<br/>
<span>Transform’d and weaken’d? hath Bolingbroke deposed</span>
<br/>
<span>Thine intellect? hath he been in thy heart?</span>
<br/>
<span>The lion dying thrusteth forth his paw,</span>
<br/>
<span>And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage</span>
<br/>
<span>To be o’erpower’d; and wilt thou, pupil-like,</span>
<br/>
<span>Take thy correction mildly, kiss the rod,</span>
<br/>
<span>And fawn on rage with base humility,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which art a lion and a king of beasts?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>A king of beasts, indeed; if aught but beasts,</span>
<br/>
<span>I had been still a happy king of men.</span>
<br/>
<span>Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for France:</span>
<br/>
<span>Think I am dead and that even here thou takest,</span>
<br/>
<span>As from my death-bed, thy last living leave.</span>
<br/>
<span>In winter’s tedious nights sit by the fire</span>
<br/>
<span>With good old folks and let them tell thee tales</span>
<br/>
<span>Of woeful ages long ago betid;</span>
<br/>
<span>And ere thou bid good night, to quit their griefs,</span>
<br/>
<span>Tell thou the lamentable tale of me</span>
<br/>
<span>And send the hearers weeping to their beds:</span>
<br/>
<span>For why the senseless brands will sympathize</span>
<br/>
<span>The heavy accent of thy moving tongue</span>
<br/>
<span>And in compassion weep the fire out;</span>
<br/>
<span>And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black,</span>
<br/>
<span>For the deposing of a rightful king.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b> and others.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is changed;</span>
<br/>
<span>You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower.</span>
<br/>
<span>And, madam, there is order ta’en for you;</span>
<br/>
<span>With all swift speed you must away to France.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal</span>
<br/>
<span>The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne,</span>
<br/>
<span>The time shall not be many hours of age</span>
<br/>
<span>More than it is ere foul sin gathering head</span>
<br/>
<span>Shalt break into corruption: thou shalt think,</span>
<br/>
<span>Though he divide the realm and give thee half,</span>
<br/>
<span>It is too little, helping him to all;</span>
<br/>
<span>And he shall think that thou, which know’st the way</span>
<br/>
<span>To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again,</span>
<br/>
<span>Being ne’er so little urged, another way</span>
<br/>
<span>To pluck him headlong from the usurped throne.</span>
<br/>
<span>The love of wicked men converts to fear;</span>
<br/>
<span>That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both</span>
<br/>
<span>To worthy danger and deserved death.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My guilt be on my head, and there an end.</span>
<br/>
<span>Take leave and part; for you must part forthwith.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Doubly divorced! Bad men, you violate</span>
<br/>
<span>A twofold marriage, ’twixt my crown and me,</span>
<br/>
<span>And then betwixt me and my married wife.</span>
<br/>
<span>Let me unkiss the oath ’twixt thee and me;</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet not so, for with a kiss ’twas made.</span>
<br/>
<span>Part us, Northumberland; I toward the north,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where shivering cold and sickness pines the clime;</span>
<br/>
<span>My wife to France: from whence, set forth in pomp,</span>
<br/>
<span>She came adorned hither like sweet May,</span>
<br/>
<span>Sent back like Hallowmas or short’st of day.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td>And must we be divided? must we part?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td>Banish us both and send the king with me.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td>That were some love but little policy.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td>Then whither he goes, thither let me go.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>So two, together weeping, make one woe.</span>
<br/>
<span>Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here;</span>
<br/>
<span>Better far off than near, be ne’er the near.</span>
<br/>
<span>Go, count thy way with sighs; I mine with groans.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td>So longest way shall have the longest moans.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Twice for one step I’ll groan, the way being short,</span>
<br/>
<span>And piece the way out with a heavy heart.</span>
<br/>
<span>Come, come, in wooing sorrow let’s be brief,</span>
<br/>
<span>Since, wedding it, there is such length in grief:</span>
<br/>
<span>One kiss shall stop our mouths, and dumbly part;</span>
<br/>
<span>Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Queen</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Give me mine own again; ’twere no good part</span>
<br/>
<span>To take on me to keep and kill thy heart.</span>
<br/>
<span>So, now I have mine own again, be gone,</span>
<br/>
<span>That I might strive to kill it with a groan.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We make woe wanton with this fond delay:</span>
<br/>
<span>Once more, adieu; the rest let sorrow say. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-5-2" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">II</span>
</h3>
<p>The <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duke of York’s</b> palace.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b> and his <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, you told me you would tell the rest,</span>
<br/>
<span>When weeping made you break the story off,</span>
<br/>
<span>of our two cousins coming into London.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>Where did I leave?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>At that sad stop, my lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where rude misgovern’d hands from windows’ tops</span>
<br/>
<span>Threw dust and rubbish on King Richard’s head.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Then, as I said, the duke, great Bolingbroke,</span>
<br/>
<span>Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed</span>
<br/>
<span>Which his aspiring rider seem’d to know,</span>
<br/>
<span>With slow but stately pace kept on his course,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whilst all tongues cried “God save thee, Bolingbroke!”</span>
<br/>
<span>You would have thought the very windows spake,</span>
<br/>
<span>So many greedy looks of young and old</span>
<br/>
<span>Through casements darted their desiring eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon his visage, and that all the walls</span>
<br/>
<span>With painted imagery had said at once</span>
<br/>
<span>“Jesu preserve thee! welcome, Bolingbroke!”</span>
<br/>
<span>Whilst he, from the one side to the other turning,</span>
<br/>
<span>Bareheaded, lower than his proud steed’s neck,</span>
<br/>
<span>Bespake them thus; “I thank you, countrymen:”</span>
<br/>
<span>And thus still doing, thus he pass’d along.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the whilst?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>As in a theatre, the eyes of men,</span>
<br/>
<span>After a well-graced actor leaves the stage,</span>
<br/>
<span>Are idly bent on him that enters next,</span>
<br/>
<span>Thinking his prattle to be tedious;</span>
<br/>
<span>Even so, or with much more contempt, men’s eyes</span>
<br/>
<span>Did scowl on gentle Richard; no man cried “God save him!”</span>
<br/>
<span>No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home:</span>
<br/>
<span>But dust was thrown upon his sacred head;</span>
<br/>
<span>Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off,</span>
<br/>
<span>His face still combating with tears and smiles,</span>
<br/>
<span>The badges of his grief and patience,</span>
<br/>
<span>That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel’d</span>
<br/>
<span>The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted</span>
<br/>
<span>And barbarism itself have pitied him.</span>
<br/>
<span>But heaven hath a hand in these events,</span>
<br/>
<span>To whose high will we bound our calm contents.</span>
<br/>
<span>To Bolingbroke are we sworn subjects now,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whose state and honour I for aye allow.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>Here comes my son Aumerle.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Aumerle that was;</span>
<br/>
<span>But that is lost for being Richard’s friend,</span>
<br/>
<span>And, madam, you must call him Rutland now:</span>
<br/>
<span>I am in parliament pledge for his truth</span>
<br/>
<span>And lasting fealty to the new-made king.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Welcome, my son: who are the violets now</span>
<br/>
<span>That strew the green lap of the new come spring?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Madam, I know not, nor I greatly care not:</span>
<br/>
<span>God knows I had as lief be none as one.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Well, bear you well in this new spring of time,</span>
<br/>
<span>Lest you be cropp’d before you come to prime.</span>
<br/>
<span>What news from Oxford? hold those justs and triumphs?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>For aught I know, my lord, they do.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>You will be there, I know.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>If God prevent not, I purpose so.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What seal is that, that hangs without thy bosom?</span>
<br/>
<span>Yea, look’st thou pale? let me see the writing.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>My lord, ’tis nothing.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>No matter, then, who see it:</span>
<br/>
<span>I will be satisfied; let me see the writing.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I do beseech your grace to pardon me:</span>
<br/>
<span>It is a matter of small consequence,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which for some reasons I would not have seen.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Which for some reasons, sir, I mean to see.</span>
<br/>
<span>I fear, I fear⁠—</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What should you fear?</span>
<br/>
<span>’Tis nothing but some bond, that he is enter’d into</span>
<br/>
<span>For gay apparel ’gainst the triumph day.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Bound to himself! what doth he with a bond</span>
<br/>
<span>That he is bound to? Wife, thou art a fool.</span>
<br/>
<span>Boy, let me see the writing.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>I do beseech you, pardon me; I may not show it.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I will be satisfied; let me see it, I say. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">He plucks it out of his bosom and reads it.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Treason! foul treason! Villain! traitor! slave!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>What is the matter, my lord?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>Ho! who is within there?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Saddle my horse.</span>
<br/>
<span>God for his mercy, what treachery is here!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>Why, what is it, my lord?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Give me my boots, I say; saddle my horse. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</b>.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Now, by mine honour, by my life, by my troth,</span>
<br/>
<span>I will appeach the villain.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>What is the matter?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>Peace, foolish woman.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>I will not peace. What is the matter, Aumerle?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Good mother, be content; it is no more</span>
<br/>
<span>Than my poor life must answer.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>Thy life answer!</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>Bring me my boots: I will unto the king.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Reenter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</b> with boots.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Strike him, Aumerle. Poor boy, thou art amazed.</span>
<br/>
<span>Hence, villain! never more come in my sight.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>Give me my boots, I say.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Why, York, what wilt thou do?</span>
<br/>
<span>Wilt thou not hide the trespass of thine own?</span>
<br/>
<span>Have we more sons? or are we like to have?</span>
<br/>
<span>Is not my teeming date drunk up with time?</span>
<br/>
<span>And wilt thou pluck my fair son from mine age,</span>
<br/>
<span>And rob me of a happy mother’s name?</span>
<br/>
<span>Is he not like thee? is he not thine own?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thou fond mad woman,</span>
<br/>
<span>Wilt thou conceal this dark conspiracy?</span>
<br/>
<span>A dozen of them here have ta’en the sacrament,</span>
<br/>
<span>And interchangeably set down their hands,</span>
<br/>
<span>To kill the king at Oxford.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>He shall be none;</span>
<br/>
<span>We’ll keep him here: then what is that to him?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Away, fond woman! were he twenty times my son,</span>
<br/>
<span>I would appeach him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Hadst thou groan’d for him</span>
<br/>
<span>As I have done, thou wouldst be more pitiful.</span>
<br/>
<span>But now I know thy mind; thou dost suspect</span>
<br/>
<span>That I have been disloyal to thy bed,</span>
<br/>
<span>And that he is a bastard, not thy son:</span>
<br/>
<span>Sweet York, sweet husband, be not of that mind:</span>
<br/>
<span>He is as like thee as a man may be,</span>
<br/>
<span>Not like to me, or any of my kin,</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet I love him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>Make way, unruly woman! <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit.</i></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>After, Aumerle! mount thee upon his horse;</span>
<br/>
<span>Spur post, and get before him to the king,</span>
<br/>
<span>And beg thy pardon ere he do accuse thee.</span>
<br/>
<span>I’ll not be long behind; though I be old,</span>
<br/>
<span>I doubt not but to ride as fast as York:</span>
<br/>
<span>And never will I rise up from the ground</span>
<br/>
<span>Till Bolingbroke have pardon’d thee. Away, be gone! <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-5-3" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">III</span>
</h3>
<p>A royal palace.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</b>, and other Lords.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Can no man tell me of my unthrifty son?</span>
<br/>
<span>’Tis full three months since I did see him last:</span>
<br/>
<span>If any plague hang over us, ’tis he.</span>
<br/>
<span>I would to God, my lords, he might be found:</span>
<br/>
<span>Inquire at London, ’mongst the taverns there,</span>
<br/>
<span>For there, they say, he daily doth frequent,</span>
<br/>
<span>With unrestrained loose companions,</span>
<br/>
<span>Even such, they say, as stand in narrow lanes,</span>
<br/>
<span>And beat our watch, and rob our passengers;</span>
<br/>
<span>Which he, young wanton and effeminate boy,</span>
<br/>
<span>Takes on the point of honour to support</span>
<br/>
<span>So dissolute a crew.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, some two days since I saw the prince,</span>
<br/>
<span>And told him of those triumphs held at Oxford.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>And what said the gallant?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>His answer was, he would unto the stews,</span>
<br/>
<span>And from the common’st creature pluck a glove,</span>
<br/>
<span>And wear it as a favour; and with that</span>
<br/>
<span>He would unhorse the lustiest challenger.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>As dissolute as desperate; yet through both</span>
<br/>
<span>I see some sparks of better hope, which elder years</span>
<br/>
<span>May happily bring forth. But who comes here?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Where is the king?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What means our cousin, that he stares and looks</span>
<br/>
<span>So wildly?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>God save your grace! I do beseech your majesty,</span>
<br/>
<span>To have some conference with your grace alone.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Withdraw yourselves, and leave us here alone. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</b> and Lords.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>What is the matter with our cousin now?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>For ever may my knees grow to the earth,</span>
<br/>
<span>My tongue cleave to my roof within my mouth,</span>
<br/>
<span>Unless a pardon ere I rise or speak.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Intended or committed was this fault?</span>
<br/>
<span>If on the first, how heinous e’er it be,</span>
<br/>
<span>To win thy after-love I pardon thee.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Then give me leave that I may turn the key,</span>
<br/>
<span>That no man enter till my tale be done.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Have thy desire.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span><i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Within.</i> My liege, beware: look to thyself;</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou hast a traitor in thy presence there.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Villain, I’ll make thee safe. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Drawing.</i></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Stay thy revengeful hand; thou hast no cause to fear.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span><i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Within.</i> Open the door, secure, foolhardy king:</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall I for love speak treason to thy face?</span>
<br/>
<span>Open the door, or I will break it open.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>What is the matter, uncle? speak;</span>
<br/>
<span>Recover breath; tell us how near is danger,</span>
<br/>
<span>That we may arm us to encounter it.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Peruse this writing here, and thou shalt know</span>
<br/>
<span>The treason that my haste forbids me show.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Remember, as thou read’st, thy promise pass’d:</span>
<br/>
<span>I do repent me; read not my name there;</span>
<br/>
<span>My heart is not confederate with my hand.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>It was, villain, ere thy hand did set it down.</span>
<br/>
<span>I tore it from the traitor’s bosom, king;</span>
<br/>
<span>Fear, and not love, begets his penitence:</span>
<br/>
<span>Forget to pity him, lest thy pity prove</span>
<br/>
<span>A serpent that will sting thee to the heart.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O heinous, strong and bold conspiracy!</span>
<br/>
<span>O loyal father of a treacherous son!</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou sheer, immaculate and silver fountain,</span>
<br/>
<span>From when this stream through muddy passages</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath held his current and defiled himself!</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy overflow of good converts to bad,</span>
<br/>
<span>And thy abundant goodness shall excuse</span>
<br/>
<span>This deadly blot in thy digressing son.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>So shall my virtue be his vice’s bawd;</span>
<br/>
<span>And he shall spend mine honour with his shame,</span>
<br/>
<span>As thriftless sons their scraping fathers’ gold.</span>
<br/>
<span>Mine honour lives when his dishonour dies,</span>
<br/>
<span>Or my shamed life in his dishonour lies:</span>
<br/>
<span>Thou kill’st me in his life; giving him breath,</span>
<br/>
<span>The traitor lives, the true man’s put to death.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td><i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Within.</i> What ho, my liege! for God’s sake, let me in.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>What shrill-voiced suppliant makes this eager cry?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>A woman, and thy aunt, great king; ’tis I.</span>
<br/>
<span>Speak with me, pity me, open the door:</span>
<br/>
<span>A beggar begs that never begg’d before.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Our scene is alter’d from a serious thing,</span>
<br/>
<span>And now changed to “The Beggar and the King.”</span>
<br/>
<span>My dangerous cousin, let your mother in:</span>
<br/>
<span>I know she is come to pray for your foul sin.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>If thou do pardon, whosoever pray,</span>
<br/>
<span>More sins for this forgiveness prosper may.</span>
<br/>
<span>This fester’d joint cut off, the rest rest sound;</span>
<br/>
<span>This let alone will all the rest confound.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O king, believe not this hard-hearted man!</span>
<br/>
<span>Love loving not itself none other can.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thou frantic woman, what dost thou make here?</span>
<br/>
<span>Shall thy old dugs once more a traitor rear?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>Sweet York, be patient. Hear me, gentle liege. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Kneels.</i></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Rise up, good aunt.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Not yet, I thee beseech:</span>
<br/>
<span>For ever will I walk upon my knees,</span>
<br/>
<span>And never see day that the happy sees,</span>
<br/>
<span>Till thou give joy; until thou bid me joy,</span>
<br/>
<span>By pardoning Rutland, my transgressing boy.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Aumerle</td>
<td>Unto my mother’s prayers I bend my knee.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Against them both my true joints bended be.</span>
<br/>
<span>Ill mayst thou thrive, if thou grant any grace!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Pleads he in earnest? look upon his face;</span>
<br/>
<span>His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are in jest;</span>
<br/>
<span>His words come from his mouth, ours from our breast:</span>
<br/>
<span>He prays but faintly and would be denied;</span>
<br/>
<span>We pray with heart and soul and all beside:</span>
<br/>
<span>His weary joints would gladly rise, I know;</span>
<br/>
<span>Our knees shall kneel till to the ground they grow:</span>
<br/>
<span>His prayers are full of false hypocrisy;</span>
<br/>
<span>Ours of true zeal and deep integrity.</span>
<br/>
<span>Our prayers do out-pray his; then let them have</span>
<br/>
<span>That mercy which true prayer ought to have.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Good aunt, stand up.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Nay, do not say, “stand up;”</span>
<br/>
<span>Say, “pardon” first, and afterwards “stand up.”</span>
<br/>
<span>And if I were thy nurse, thy tongue to teach,</span>
<br/>
<span>“Pardon” should be the first word of thy speech.</span>
<br/>
<span>I never long’d to hear a word till now;</span>
<br/>
<span>Say “pardon,” king; let pity teach thee how:</span>
<br/>
<span>The word is short, but not so short as sweet;</span>
<br/>
<span>No word like “pardon” for kings’ mouths so meet.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">York</td>
<td>Speak it in French, king; say, “<i lang="fr" xml:lang="fr">pardonne moi</i>.”</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Dost thou teach pardon pardon to destroy?</span>
<br/>
<span>Ah, my sour husband, my hard-hearted lord,</span>
<br/>
<span>That set’st the word itself against the word!</span>
<br/>
<span>Speak “pardon” as ’tis current in our land;</span>
<br/>
<span>The chopping French we do not understand.</span>
<br/>
<span>Thine eye begins to speak; set thy tongue there;</span>
<br/>
<span>Or in thy piteous heart plant thou thine ear;</span>
<br/>
<span>That hearing how our plaints and prayers do pierce,</span>
<br/>
<span>Pity may move thee “pardon” to rehearse.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>Good aunt, stand up.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I do not sue to stand;</span>
<br/>
<span>Pardon is all the suit I have in hand.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td>I pardon him, as God shall pardon me.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>O happy vantage of a kneeling knee!</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet am I sick for fear: speak it again;</span>
<br/>
<span>Twice saying “pardon” doth not pardon twain,</span>
<br/>
<span>But makes one pardon strong.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>With all my heart</span>
<br/>
<span>I pardon him.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>A god on earth thou art.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>But for our trusty brother-in-law and the abbot,</span>
<br/>
<span>With all the rest of that consorted crew,</span>
<br/>
<span>Destruction straight shall dog them at the heels.</span>
<br/>
<span>Good uncle, help to order several powers</span>
<br/>
<span>To Oxford, or where’er these traitors are:</span>
<br/>
<span>They shall not live within this world, I swear,</span>
<br/>
<span>But I will have them, if I once know where.</span>
<br/>
<span>Uncle, farewell: and, cousin too, adieu:</span>
<br/>
<span>Your mother well hath pray’d, and prove you true.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Duchess</td>
<td>Come, my old son: I pray God make thee new. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-5-4" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">IV</span>
</h3>
<p>The same.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Didst thou not mark the king, what words he spake,</span>
<br/>
<span>“Have I no friend will rid me of this living fear?”</span>
<br/>
<span>Was it not so?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</td>
<td>These were his very words.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>“Have I no friend?” quoth he: he spake it twice,</span>
<br/>
<span>And urged it twice together, did he not?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</td>
<td>He did.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>And speaking it, he wistly look’d on me,</span>
<br/>
<span>And who should say, “I would thou wert the man</span>
<br/>
<span>That would divorce this terror from my heart;”</span>
<br/>
<span>Meaning the king at Pomfret. Come, let’s go:</span>
<br/>
<span>I am the king’s friend, and will rid his foe. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-5-5" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">V</span>
</h3>
<p>Pomfret castle.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I have been studying how I may compare</span>
<br/>
<span>This prison where I live unto the world:</span>
<br/>
<span>And for because the world is populous</span>
<br/>
<span>And here is not a creature but myself,</span>
<br/>
<span>I cannot do it; yet I’ll hammer it out.</span>
<br/>
<span>My brain I’ll prove the female to my soul,</span>
<br/>
<span>My soul the father; and these two beget</span>
<br/>
<span>A generation of still-breeding thoughts,</span>
<br/>
<span>And these same thoughts people this little world,</span>
<br/>
<span>In humours like the people of this world,</span>
<br/>
<span>For no thought is contented. The better sort,</span>
<br/>
<span>As thoughts of things divine, are intermix’d</span>
<br/>
<span>With scruples and do set the word itself</span>
<br/>
<span>Against the word:</span>
<br/>
<span>As thus, “Come, little ones,” and then again,</span>
<br/>
<span>“It is as hard to come as for a camel</span>
<br/>
<span>To thread the postern of a small needle’s eye.”</span>
<br/>
<span>Thoughts tending to ambition, they do plot</span>
<br/>
<span>Unlikely wonders; how these vain weak nails</span>
<br/>
<span>May tear a passage through the flinty ribs</span>
<br/>
<span>Of this hard world, my ragged prison walls,</span>
<br/>
<span>And, for they cannot, die in their own pride.</span>
<br/>
<span>Thoughts tending to content flatter themselves</span>
<br/>
<span>That they are not the first of fortune’s slaves,</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor shall not be the last; like silly beggars</span>
<br/>
<span>Who sitting in the stocks refuge their shame,</span>
<br/>
<span>That many have and others must sit there;</span>
<br/>
<span>And in this thought they find a kind of ease,</span>
<br/>
<span>Bearing their own misfortunes on the back</span>
<br/>
<span>Of such as have before endured the like.</span>
<br/>
<span>Thus play I in one person many people,</span>
<br/>
<span>And none contented: sometimes am I king;</span>
<br/>
<span>Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar,</span>
<br/>
<span>And so I am: then crushing penury</span>
<br/>
<span>Persuades me I was better when a king;</span>
<br/>
<span>Then am I king’d again: and by and by</span>
<br/>
<span>Think that I am unking’d by Bolingbroke,</span>
<br/>
<span>And straight am nothing: but whate’er I be,</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor I nor any man that but man is</span>
<br/>
<span>With nothing shall be pleased, till he be eased</span>
<br/>
<span>With being nothing. Music do I hear? <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Music.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Ha, ha! keep time: how sour sweet music is,</span>
<br/>
<span>When time is broke and no proportion kept!</span>
<br/>
<span>So is it in the music of men’s lives.</span>
<br/>
<span>And here have I the daintiness of ear</span>
<br/>
<span>To check time broke in a disorder’d string;</span>
<br/>
<span>But for the concord of my state and time</span>
<br/>
<span>Had not an ear to hear my true time broke.</span>
<br/>
<span>I wasted time, and now doth time waste me;</span>
<br/>
<span>For now hath time made me his numbering clock:</span>
<br/>
<span>My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar</span>
<br/>
<span>Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,</span>
<br/>
<span>Whereto my finger, like a dial’s point,</span>
<br/>
<span>Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.</span>
<br/>
<span>Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is</span>
<br/>
<span>Are clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart,</span>
<br/>
<span>Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans</span>
<br/>
<span>Show minutes, times, and hours: but my time</span>
<br/>
<span>Runs posting on in Bolingbroke’s proud joy,</span>
<br/>
<span>While I stand fooling here, his Jack o’ the clock.</span>
<br/>
<span>This music mads me; let it sound no more;</span>
<br/>
<span>For though it have holp madmen to their wits,</span>
<br/>
<span>In me it seems it will make wise men mad.</span>
<br/>
<span>Yet blessing on his heart that gives it me!</span>
<br/>
<span>For ’tis a sign of love; and love to Richard</span>
<br/>
<span>Is a strange brooch in this all-hating world.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Groom of the Stable</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Groom</td>
<td>Hail, royal prince!</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thanks, noble peer;</span>
<br/>
<span>The cheapest of us is ten groats too dear.</span>
<br/>
<span>What art thou? and how comest thou hither,</span>
<br/>
<span>Where no man never comes but that sad dog</span>
<br/>
<span>That brings me food to make misfortune live?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Groom</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>I was a poor groom of thy stable, king,</span>
<br/>
<span>When thou wert king; who, travelling towards York,</span>
<br/>
<span>With much ado at length have gotten leave</span>
<br/>
<span>To look upon my sometimes royal master’s face.</span>
<br/>
<span>O, how it yearn’d my heart when I beheld</span>
<br/>
<span>In London streets, that coronation-day,</span>
<br/>
<span>When Bolingbroke rode on roan Barbary,</span>
<br/>
<span>That horse that thou so often hast bestrid,</span>
<br/>
<span>That horse that I so carefully have dress’d!</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Rode he on Barbary? Tell me, gentle friend,</span>
<br/>
<span>How went he under him?</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Groom</td>
<td>So proudly as if he disdain’d the ground.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>So proud that Bolingbroke was on his back!</span>
<br/>
<span>That jade hath eat bread from my royal hand;</span>
<br/>
<span>This hand hath made him proud with clapping him.</span>
<br/>
<span>Would he not stumble? would he not fall down,</span>
<br/>
<span>Since pride must have a fall, and break the neck</span>
<br/>
<span>Of that proud man that did usurp his back?</span>
<br/>
<span>Forgiveness, horse! why do I rail on thee,</span>
<br/>
<span>Since thou, created to be awed by man,</span>
<br/>
<span>Wast born to bear? I was not made a horse;</span>
<br/>
<span>And yet I bear a burthen like an ass,</span>
<br/>
<span>Spurr’d, gall’d and tired by jauncing Bolingbroke.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Keeper</b>, with a dish.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Keeper</td>
<td>Fellow, give place; here is no longer stay.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>If thou love me, ’tis time thou wert away.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Groom</td>
<td>What my tongue dares not, that my heart shall say. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exit.</i></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Keeper</td>
<td>My lord, will’t please you to fall to?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td>Taste of it first, as thou art wont to do.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Keeper</td>
<td>My lord, I dare not: Sir Pierce of Exton, who lately came from the king, commands the contrary.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The devil take Henry of Lancaster and thee!</span>
<br/>
<span>Patience is stale, and I am weary of it. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Beats the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Keeper</b>.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Keeper</td>
<td>Help, help, help!</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</b> and <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servants</b>, armed.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">King Richard</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>How now! what means death in this rude assault?</span>
<br/>
<span>Villain, thy own hand yields thy death’s instrument. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Snatching an axe from a <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Servant</b> and killing him.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>Go thou, and fill another room in hell. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">He kills another. Then <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</b> strikes him down.</i></span>
<br/>
<span>That hand shall burn in never-quenching fire</span>
<br/>
<span>That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy fierce hand</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath with the king’s blood stain’d the king’s own land.</span>
<br/>
<span>Mount, mount, my soul! thy seat is up on high;</span>
<br/>
<span>Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward, here to die. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Dies.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>As full of valour as of royal blood:</span>
<br/>
<span>Both have I spill’d; O would the deed were good!</span>
<br/>
<span>For now the devil, that told me I did well,</span>
<br/>
<span>Says that this deed is chronicled in hell.</span>
<br/>
<span>This dead king to the living king I’ll bear:</span>
<br/>
<span>Take hence the rest, and give them burial here. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
<section id="scene-5-6" epub:type="z3998:scene">
<h3>
<span epub:type="label">Scene</span>
<span epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">VI</span>
</h3>
<p>Windsor castle.</p>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Flourish. Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</b>, <b epub:type="z3998:persona">York</b>, with other Lords, and Attendants.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Kind uncle York, the latest news we hear</span>
<br/>
<span>Is that the rebels have consumed with fire</span>
<br/>
<span>Our town of Cicester in Gloucestershire;</span>
<br/>
<span>But whether they be ta’en or slain we hear not.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>Welcome, my lord: what is the news?</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Northumberland</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>First, to thy sacred state wish I all happiness.</span>
<br/>
<span>The next news is, I have to London sent</span>
<br/>
<span>The heads of Oxford, Salisbury, Blunt, and Kent:</span>
<br/>
<span>The manner of their taking may appear</span>
<br/>
<span>At large discoursed in this paper here.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>We thank thee, gentle Percy, for thy pains;</span>
<br/>
<span>And to thy worth will add right worthy gains.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Fitzwater</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Fitzwater</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>My lord, I have from Oxford sent to London</span>
<br/>
<span>The heads of Brocas and Sir Bennet Seely,</span>
<br/>
<span>Two of the dangerous consorted traitors</span>
<br/>
<span>That sought at Oxford thy dire overthrow.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Thy pains, Fitzwater, shall not be forgot;</span>
<br/>
<span>Right noble is thy merit, well I wot.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</b>, and the <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Bishop of Carlisle</b>.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Percy</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>The grand conspirator, Abbot of Westminster,</span>
<br/>
<span>With clog of conscience and sour melancholy</span>
<br/>
<span>Hath yielded up his body to the grave;</span>
<br/>
<span>But here is Carlisle living, to abide</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy kingly doom and sentence of his pride.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Carlisle, this is your doom:</span>
<br/>
<span>Choose out some secret place, some reverend room,</span>
<br/>
<span>More than thou hast, and with it joy thy life;</span>
<br/>
<span>So as thou livest in peace, die free from strife:</span>
<br/>
<span>For though mine enemy thou hast ever been,</span>
<br/>
<span>High sparks of honour in thee have I seen.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td/>
<td>
<i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Enter <b epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</b>, with persons bearing a coffin.</i>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Great king, within this coffin I present</span>
<br/>
<span>Thy buried fear: herein all breathless lies</span>
<br/>
<span>The mightiest of thy greatest enemies,</span>
<br/>
<span>Richard of Bordeaux, by me hither brought.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>Exton, I thank thee not; for thou hast wrought</span>
<br/>
<span>A deed of slander with thy fatal hand</span>
<br/>
<span>Upon my head and all this famous land.</span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Exton</td>
<td>From your own mouth, my lord, did I this deed.</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td epub:type="z3998:persona">Bolingbroke</td>
<td epub:type="z3998:verse">
<p>
<span>They love not poison that do poison need,</span>
<br/>
<span>Nor do I thee: though I did wish him dead,</span>
<br/>
<span>I hate the murderer, love him murdered.</span>
<br/>
<span>The guilt of conscience take thou for thy labour,</span>
<br/>
<span>But neither my good word nor princely favour:</span>
<br/>
<span>With Cain go wander through shades of night,</span>
<br/>
<span>And never show thy head by day nor light.</span>
<br/>
<span>Lords, I protest, my soul is full of woe,</span>
<br/>
<span>That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow:</span>
<br/>
<span>Come, mourn with me for that I do lament,</span>
<br/>
<span>And put on sullen black incontinent:</span>
<br/>
<span>I’ll make a voyage to the Holy Land,</span>
<br/>
<span>To wash this blood off from my guilty hand:</span>
<br/>
<span>March sadly after; grace my mournings here;</span>
<br/>
<span>In weeping after this untimely bier. <i epub:type="z3998:stage-direction">Exeunt.</i></span>
</p>
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
</section>
</section>
<section id="colophon" epub:type="colophon backmatter">
<header>
<h2 epub:type="title">Colophon</h2>
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<p><i epub:type="se:name.publication.play">Richard <span epub:type="z3998:roman">II</span></i><br/>
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