Shewing an outward pity; yet you Pilates North. My lord, difpatch; read o'er thefe articles. K. Rich. No lord of thine, thou haught infulting man, Nor no man's lord; I have no name, no title,— No, not that name was given me at the font, Good king,-great king,-(and yet not greatly good,) Boling. Go fome of you, and fetch a looking-glass. fort-] A pack, a company. WARBURTON. See Vol. II. p. 490. n. 5. MALONE. 1-baught,] i. e. baughty. STEEVENS. 2 No, not that name was given me at the font,] How that name which was given him at the font could be ufurped, I do not understand. Perhaps Shakspeare meant to fhew that imagination, dwelling long on its own misfortunes, reprefents them as greater than they really are. ANONYMOUS. North. The commons will not then be fatisfy'd. Where all my fins are writ, and that's-myself. Give me that glass, and therein will I read.- And made no deeper wounds?-O flattering glass, Thou doft beguile me!-Was this face the face That Did keep ten thousand men? Was this the face, As brittle as the glory is the face; [Dafhes the glafs against the ground. For there it is, crack'd in a hundred fhivers.Mark, filent king, the moral of this sport,How foon my forrow hath deftroy'd my face. Boling. The fhadow of your forrow hath destroy'd The fhadow of your face. K. Rich. Say that again. The fhadow of my forrow? Ha! let's fee: And thefe external manners of lament Are merely fhadows to the unfeen grief, That fwells with filence in the tortur'd foul 3; There lies the substance: and I thank thee, king, Me caufe to wail, but teacheft me the way Did keep ten thousand men ?] Shakspeare is here not quite accurate. Our old chronicles only fay "that to his household came every day, to meate, ten thoufand men.' 3 MALONE. my grief lies all within; And thefe external manners of lament &c] So in Hamlet: "But I have that within which paffeth show; "Thefe but the trappings and the fuits of woe." MALONE. G 2 How How to lament the cause. I'll beg one boon, Boling. Name it, fair cousin. K. Rich. Fair coufin? Why, I am greater than a king: For, when I was a king, my flatterers Were then but fubjects; being now a fubject, I have a king here to my flatterer. Being fo great, I have no need to beg. Boling. Yet ask. K. Rich. And fhall I have? K. Rich. Then give me leave to go. K. Rich. Whither you will, fo I were from your fights. [Exeunt K. RICH. fome Lords, and a guard. Boling. On Wednesday next, we folemnly fet down Our coronation: lords, prepare yourselves. [Exeunt all but the Abbot, bishop of Carlisle, and Auм. Abbot. A woeful pageant have we here beheld. Car. The woe's to come; the children yet unborn Shall feel this day as fharp to them as thorn ❝. Aum. You holy clergymen, is there no plot To rid the realm of this pernicious blot? Abbot. Before I freely fpeak my mind herein, You shall not only take the facrament To bury 7 mine intents, but also to effect 4 - Conveyers are you all,] To convey is a term often used in an ill fenfe, and fo Richard underftands it here. Piftol fays of ftealing, "convey the wife it call"; and to convey is the word for fleight of hand, which feems to be alluded to here. Ye are all, fays the depofed prince, jugglers, who rife with this nimble dexterity by the fall of a good king. JOHNS. 5 a true king's fall.] This is the last of the additional lines which were firft printed in the quarto, 1608. MALONE. 6-as sharp to them as thorn. This pathetick denunciation fhews that Shakspeare intended to imprefs his auditors with diflike of the depofal of Richard JOHNSON. 7 To bury-] To conceal, to keep fecret. JOHNSON. Whatever Whatever I fhall happen to devife : I fee, your brows are full of discontent, ACT V. SCENE I. London. Aftreet leading to the Tower. Enter QUEEN, and Ladies. [Exeunt. Queen. This way the king will come; this is the way To whofe flint bofom my condemned lord Have any refting for her true king's queen. Enter King RICHARD, and guards. But foft, but fee, or rather do not fee, And wash him fresh again with true-love tears. Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand 3; 1 To Julius Cæfar's &c.] The tower of London is traditionally faid to have been the work of Julius Cæfar. JOHNSON. 2 Here let us reft, if &c.] So Milton: "Here reft, if any reft can barbour bere." JOHNSON. 3 Ab, thou, the model where old Troy did ftand;] The queen uses com. parative terms abfolutely. Instead of saying, Thou who appeareft as the ground on which the magnificence of Troy was once erected, the says, Ab, thou, the model, &c. Thou map of bonour; Thou picture of greatnefs. JOHNSON. Model, it has already been observed, is used by our author, for a thing made after a pattern. He is, I believe, fingular in this ufe of the word. Thou ruined majefty, fays the queen, that refembleft the defolated wafte where Troy once ftood. So before: "Who was the model of thy father's life." See p. 58, n. 4.-In our author's Rape of Lucrece, fleep is called "the map of death." MALONE. G 3 Thou Thou map of honour; thou king Richard's tomb, K. Rich. Join not with griefs, fair woman, do not so, From which awak'd, the truth of what we are Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France, Our holy lives must win a new world's crown, Queen. What, is my Richard both in shape and mind Transform'd, and weakened? Hath Bolingbroke Depos'd thine intellect? hath he been in thy heart ? The lion, dying, thrufteth forth his paw, And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage And fawn on rage with bafe humility, Which art a lion, and a king of beafts? K. Rich. A king of beafts, indeed; if aught but beafts, I had been still a happy king of men. Good fometime queen, prepare thee hence for France: With good old folks; and let them tell thee tales 4-beauteous inn,] Inn does not here fignify a houfe of publick entertainment; but, as in Spenfer, a habitation in general. STEEVENS. I cannot agree with Mr. Steevens. It means a houfe of entertainment, and is opposed to ale-boufe in the following line. MASON. Join not with grief,] Do not thou unite with grief against me; do not, by thy additional forrows, enable grief to ftrike me down at once. My own part of forrow I can bear, but thy affliction will immediately deftroy me. JOHNSON. 6 I am fworn brother, faveet, To grim neceffity;] I have reconciled myfelf to neceffity, I am in a ftate of amity with the constraint which I have fuftained. JOHNSON. of |