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SCENE I.-London. Westminster Hall. The Lords spiritual on the right side of the throne ;
the Lords temporal on the left ; the Commons below.
Enter BOLINGBROKE, AUMERLE, SURREY, NORTH- | In that dead time when Gloster's death was' UMBERLAND, PERCY, FITZWATER, another
plotted, Lord, BISHOP OF CARLISLE, the ABBOT OF I heard you say, Is not my arm of length, WESTMINSTER, and Attendants. Officers That reacheth from the restful English court behind, with Bagot.
As far as Calais, to mine* uncle's head ?
Amongst much other talk, that very time, BOLING. Call forth Bagot.—
I heard you say, that you had rather refuse Now, Bagot, freely speak thy mind;
The offer of an hundred thousand crowns, What thou dost know of noble Gloster's death ; Than Bolingbroke's return to England ; adding Who wrought it with the king, and who perform’d
withal, The bloody office of his timeless end.
How bless'd this land would be in this your Bagot. Then set before my face the lord
cousin's death. Aumerle.
Aum. Princes, and noble lords, Boling. Cousin, stand forth, and look upon What answer shall I make to this base man ? that man.
[tongue Shall I so much dishonour my fair stars, Bagot. My lord Aumerle, I know your daring On equal terms to give him chastisement ? Scorns to unsay what once it hath* deliver’d. | Either I must, or have mine honour soild
(*) First folio, it hath once.
A Westminster Hall.] The rebuilding of this magnificent Hall was begun by Richard II. in 1397; it was finished in 1399, and the first assemblage of Parliament in the new edifice was for the purpose of deposing him.
My fair stars,-) As the birth of an individual was supposed to be influenced by the stars, the latter, not unnaturally, was a
term sometimes used to express the former. Thus, in “Richardi. Tez-
“On him I lay what you would lay on me,
With the attainder of his slanderous lips. I Fitz. 'Tis very true: 4 you were in presence There is my gage, the manual seal of death,
then; That marks thee out for hell: I say, thou liest, And you can witness with me, this is true. And will maintain what thou hast said, is false, SURREY. As false, by heaven, as heaven itself In thy heart-blood, though being all too base
is true. To stain the temper of my knightly sword.
Fitz. Surrey, thou liest. BOLING. Bagot, forbear, thou shalt not take it. SURREY.
Dishonourable boy! up.
That lie shall lie so heavy on my sword, Aum. Excepting one, I would he were the That it shall render vengeance and revenge,
Till thou the lie-giver, and that lie, do lie In all this presence, that hath mov'd me so.
In earth, as quiet as thy father's skull.
And spit upon him, whilst I say, he lies.
And lies, and lies : there is my bond of faith, Where it was forged, with my rapier's point. To tie thee to my strong correction. Aum. Thou dar'st not, coward, live to see the As I intend to thrive in this new world, day.
Aumerle is guilty of my true appeal: Fitz. Now, by my soul, I would it were this Besides, I heard the banish'd Norfolk say hour.
That thou, Aumerle, didst send two of thy men Aum. Fitzwater, thou art damn’d to hell for To execute the noble duke at Calais. [gage, this.
AUM. Some honest Christian trust me with a PERCY. Aumerle, thou liest ; his honour is as That Norfolk lies : here do I throw down this, true,
If he may be repeald to try his honour. In this appeal, as thou art all unjust :
Boling. These differences shall all rest under And, that thou art so, there I throw my gage,
gage, To prove it on thee to the extremest point
Till Norfolk be repeald: repeald he shall be, Of mortal breathing; seize it, if thou dar’st. And, though mine enemy, restor'd again
Aum. And if I do not, may my hands rot off, To all his land and seignories; when he's return'd, And never brandish more revengeful steel
Against Aumerle we will enforce his trial. Over the glittering helmet of my foe!
Car. That honourable day shall ne'er be seen. LORD. I task the earth to the like, forsworn Many a time hath banish'd Norfolk fought Aumerle ; c
For Jesu Christ, in glorious Christian field, And spur thee on with full as many lies
Streaming the ensign of the Christian cross, As † may be holla’d in thy treacherous ear Against black pagans, Turks, and Saracens : From sun to sun :I there is my honour's pawn ; And, toild with works of war, retired himself Engage it to the trial, if thou dar’st.
To Italy ; and there, at Venice, gave AUM. Who sets me else? by heaven, I'll throw His body to that pleasant country's earth, at all :
And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, I have a thousand spirits in one breast,
Under whose colours he had fought so long. To answer twenty thousand such as you.
BOLING. Why, Bishop, is Norfolk dead ? SURREY. My lord Fitzwater, I do remember CAR. As surely* as I live, my lord. well
Boling. Sweet peace conduct his sweet soul to The very time Aumerle and you did talk.
(*) First folio, that. (t) Old copies, As it may.
(1) Old copies, sinne to sinne.
(*) First folio, sure.
a I say, thou liest,- The folio, and other early editions, except the first quarto, omit the words, I say.
b If that thy valour stand on sympathy,-] The use of sympathy, in the sense of equality, is peculiar. Aumerle affects to think it a derogation from his high birth to accept the defiance of Bagot; whereupon Fitzwater, whose pretensions to blood equal Aumerle's, Alings down his gauntlet, with the taunt,
“ If that thy valour stand on sympathy,
There is my gage." The folio 1623 reads, sympathize.
answer, are omitted in the folio. And all the quartos, except the first, read, “I take the earth."-By "task the earth,” we are apparently to understand, "challenge the whole world."
d 'Tis very true:) So the quarto. The folio reads, My lord, 'tis very true.
e I dare meet Surrey in a wilderness,-) So, in Beaumont and Fletcher's play of “The Lovers' Progress," Act V. Sc. 2:
* Maintain thy treason with thy sword! With what
Contempt I hear it! in a wilderness
Of good old Abraham !-Lords appellants,
NORTH. Well have you argued, sir; and, for Your differences shall all rest under gage,
your pains, Till we assign you to your days of trial.
Of capital treason we arrest you here:
To keep him safely till his day of trial.
May 't please you, lords, to grant the commons' YORK. Great duke of Lancaster, come to
BOLING. Fetch hither Richard, that in common thee
soul From plume-pluck'd Richard ; who with willing
He may surrender ; so we shall proceed Adopts thee heir, and his high sceptre yields
Without suspicion. To the possession of thy royal hand :
YORK. I will be his conduct. [Exit. Ascend his throne, descending now from him, – And long live Henry, of that name the fourth !
BOLING. Lords, you that here are under our
arrest, BOLING. In God's name, I'll ascend the regal throne.
Procure your sureties for your days of answer :
Little are we beholden to your love, CAR. Marry, God * forbid !
[TO CARLISLE. Worst in this royal presence may I speak,
And little look'd for at your helping hands.
Re-enter YORK, with KING RICHARD, and Officers Of noble Richard ; then true noblesse t would
bearing the crown, &c. Learn him forbearance from so foul a wrong. What subject can give sentence on his king ? K. Rich. Alack, why am I sent for to a king, And who sits here that is not Richard's subject ? Before I have shook off the regal thoughts Thieves are not judg’d but they are by to hear, Wherewith I reign’d? I hardly yet have learn'd Although apparent guilt be seen in them :
To insinuate, flatter, bow, and bend my limbs : * And shall the figure of God's majesty,
Give sorrow leave awhile to tutor me His captain, steward, deputy elect,
To this submission. Yet I well remember Anointed, crowned, planted many years,
The favours of these men : were they not mine? Be judg'd by subject and inferior breath,
Did they not sometime cry, all hail ! to me? And he himself not present ? O, forfend I it, God, So Judas did to Christ : but he, in twelve, That, in a Christian climate, souls refind
Found truth in all but one ; I, in twelve thousand, Should show so heinous, black, obscene a deed !
none. I speak to subjects, and a subject speaks,
God save the king !—Will no man say, Amen ? Stirr'd up by God * thus boldly for his king. Am I both priest and clerk ? well then, Amen. My lord of Hereford here, whom you call king, God save the king ! although I be not he; Is a foul traitor to proud Hereford's king:
And yet, Amen, if heaven do think him me.And if you crown him, let me prophesy,
To do what service am I sent for hither ? The blood of English shall manure the ground, YORK. To do that office, of thine own good And future ages groan for this & foul act ;
The resignation of thy state and crown
K. Rich. Give me the crown. Here, cousin, Shall here inhabit, and this land be callid
seize the crown ; ¢ The field of Golgotha, and dead men's sculls. On this side my hand, and on that side yours. O, if you raise || this house against this house, Now is this golden crown like a deep well, It will the woefullest division prove
That owes a two buckets, filling one another; That ever fell upon this cursed earth :
The emptier ever dancing in the air, Prevent it, resist it, let T it not be so, Twoe!(1) | The other down, unseen, and full of water : Lest child, child's children, cry against you That bucket down, and full of tears, am I,
(*) First folio, Hearen.
(1) First folio, nobleness.
a May't please you, lords, &c.] The remainder of this Act, with the exception of a few lines at the end (see p. 482), forms the new additions of the parliament scene and the deposing of King Richard," first published in the quarto of 1008.
b The favours-) That is, the countenances, the features.
c Give me the crown.-Here, cousin, seize the crown;] This is the reading of the folio. The quarto has only, Seize the crown
d That owes-] That owns, or posscsses. See note (4), p. 330.
Drinking my griefs, whilst you mount up on high. There shouldst thou find one heinous article, -
[are mine : | And cracking the strong warrant of an oath. K. Rich. My crown I am, but still my griefs Mark'd with a blot, damn'd in the book of heaven:You may my glories and my state depose, Nay, all of you, that stand and look upon me, But not my griefs ; still am I king of those. Whilst that my wretchedness doth bait myself, BOLING. Part of your cares you give me with Though some of you, with Pilate, wash your hands, your crown.
Showing an outward pity ; yet you Pilates K. Rich. Your cares set up, do not pluck my | Have here deliver’d me to my sour cross, cares down.
And water cannot wash away your sin. My care is—loss of care, by old care done ;
North. My lord, despatch; read o'er these Your care is— gain of care, by new care won :
articles. The cares I give, I have, though given away; K. Rich. Mine eyes are full of tears, I cannot They tend the crown, yet still with me they stay. And yet salt water blinds them not so much,
BOLING. Are you contented to resign the crown? | But they can see a sort of traitors here.
K. Rich. Ay, no;-no, ay; for I must nothing | Nay, if I turn mine eyes upon myself, . .. be;
I find myself a traitor with the rest : Therefore no, no, for I resign to thee.
For I have given here my soul's consent
To undeck the pompous body of a king;
Proud majesty, a subject ; state, a peasant.
North. My lord, —With mine own tears I wash away my balm,
K. Rich. No lord of thine, thou haught, inWith mine own hands I give away my crown,
sulting man, With mine own tongue deny my sacred state, Nort no man's lord ; I have no name, no title,– With mine own breath release all duties, rites : * No, not that name was given me at the font,All pomp and majesty I do forswear,
But 'tis usurp'd.-Alack the heavy day, My manors, rents, revenues, I forego,
That I have worn so many winters out, My acts, decrees, and statutes, I deny :
And know not now what name to call myself ! God pardon all oaths that are broke to me!
O, that I were a mockery king of snow, God keep all vows unbroke that swear f to thee! | Standing before the sun of Bolingbroke, Make me, that nothing have, with nothing griev'd; | To melt myself away in water-drops ! And thou with all pleas’d, that hast all achiev'd! Good king,—great king,—and yet not greatly Long may'st thou live in Richard's seat to sit,
good, And soon lie Richard in an earthy pit!
An if my name $ be sterling yet in England,
Since it is bankrupt of his majesty.
No more, but that you read BOLING. Go, some of you, and fetch a looking[Offering a paper.
[Erit an Attendant. These accusations, and these grievous crimes,
North. Read o'er this paper, while the glass Committed by your person, and your followers,
sto he!!. Against the state and profit of this land ;
K. Ricy. Fiend! thou torment'st me ere I roniu That, by confessing them, the souls of men
BOLING. Urge it no more, my lord NorthumMay deem that you are worthily depos'd.
berland. K. Rich. Must I do so ? and must I ravel out North. The commons will not then be satisfied. My weav'd-up follies! Gentle Northumberland, K. Rich. They shall be satisfied : I'll read If thy offences were upon record,
enough, Would it not shame thee, in so fair a troop, When I do see the very book indeed To read a lecture of them? If thou wouldst, Where all my sins are writ, and that's myself.
(*) First folio, a.
(+) First folio, No, nor. (1) First folio, word,
(*) First folio, duleous oaths. () First folio, are made.
a A sort of trailors-] That is, a gang, a knot,-a crew. Thus, in “ Richard III." Act V. Sc. 3:
“A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and runaways." b Alack the heavy day,-) This is equivalent with, and serves to interpret, the old prase “ W'or the while."
cor his majesty. With the old writers, his was neuter as well as personal; the genitive of his and it also. Its is found but
rarely in Shakespeare, though in many more instances thar Mr. Trench or Mr. Singer appear to suppose. In the authorized translation of the Bible the word is said never to occur, its place being always supplied by his or thereof :-"But if the salt have lost his savour" (Matt. chap. v. ver. 13). “But if the salt have lost his saltness " (Mark, chap. ix. ver. 50).
Re-enter Attendant, with a glass.
For there it is, crack'd in an hundred shivers.
Mark, silent king, the moral of this sport, Give me that glass, and therein will I read. How soon my sorrow hath destroy'd my face. No deeper wrinkles yet ? Hath sorrow struck Boling. The shadow of your sorrow hath So many blows upon this face of mine,
destroy'd And made no deeper wounds ?-0, flattering glass, The shadow of your face. Like to my followers in prosperity,
Say that again. Thou dost beguile me! Was this face the face The shadow of my sorrow? Ha! let's see :That every day under his household roof
'Tis very true, my grief lies all within, Did keep ten thousand men ? Was this the face | And these external manners * of laments That, like the sun, did make beholders wink? Are merely shadows to the unseen grief, Was * this the face that faced so many follies, That swells with silence in the tortur'd soul; And t was at last outfaced by Bolingbroke ? There lies the substance : and I thank thee, king, A brittle glory shineth in this face,
For thy great bounty, that not only giv'st As brittle as the glory, is the face ;
Me cause to wail, but teachest me the way [Dashes the glass to the ground. How to lament the cause. I'll beg one boon,
(*) First folio, Is. (+) First folio, That.
(*) First folio, manner. . And therein will I read.) These words, and two or three l other lines of this speech, are omitted in the quartos.