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Henry VI part one

Act II, Scene 5

 

The Tower of London.
     
[Enter MORTIMER, brought in a chair, and Gaolers]
 
MORTIMER
        ,    ,                ,       ,       ,
      Kind keep/ers of | my weak | decay|ing age,
           ,      ,     ,           ,        ,
      Let dy|ing Mor|timer | here^rest | himself.
       ,       ,       T   T    T         2      ,
      Even | like a | man new haled | from the rack,
           ,         ,            ,        ,      ,
      So fare | my limbs | with long | impris|onment.
                    ,    ,          ,       ,          ,
      And these / grey locks,| the pur|suivants | of death,
       ,            ,     ,       ,         ,
      Nestor-|like ag|ed in | an age | of care,
       ,           ,        ,       ,     ,
      Argue | the end | of Ed|mund Mor|timer.
              ,           ,            ,        ,         ,
      These^eyes,| like lamps,| whose was|ting oil | is spent,
       T   T    .   T       ,          ,    ,
      Wax dim, as draw|ing to | their ex|igent;
        T      Tx     T      ,           ,    2      ,
10    Weak shoulders, o|verborne | with bur|dening grief,
            ,         ,      ,           ,         ,
      And pith|less arms,| like to | a with|ered vine
              ,          ,         ,        ,          ,
      That droops | his sap|less bran|ches to | the ground;
           ,            ,              ,           ,         ,
      Yet are | these feet,| whose strength|less stay | is numb,
        ,      ,       ,            ,         ,
      Una|ble to | support | this lump | of clay,
        ,      ,               ,        ,       ___
      Swift-winged / with de|sire to | get a | grave,
          ,       ,       ,      ,         ,
      As wit|ting I | no oth|er com|fort have.
            ,          ,        ,         ,       ,
      But tell | me, keep|er, will | my neph|ew come?
 
KEEPER
        ,            ,    ,         ,           ,
      Richard | Planta|genet,| my lord,| will come:
           ,     ,  2       ,        ,  2        ,
      We sent | unto the | Temple,| unto his | chamber,
           ,       ,         ,           ,          ,
20    And an|swer was | returned | that he | will come.
 
MORTIMER
          ,         ,            ,        ,      ,
      Enough:| my soul | shall then | be sat|isfied.
        ,   ,                 ,          ,        ,
      Poor gen/tleman,| his wrong | doth e|qual mine.
             ,      ,          ,        ,         ,
      Since Hen|ry Mon|mouth first | began | to reign,
          ,      ,    ,               ,          ,
      Before | whose glo/ry I | was great | in arms,
             ,         ,      ,         ,       ,
      This loath|some se|questra|tion have | I had:
          ,       ,         2       ,        ,         ,
      And e|ven since | then hath Rich|ard been | obscured,
           ,         ,      ,       ,     ,
      Deprived | of hon|or and | inher|itance.
           ,         ,     ,      ,        ,
      But now | the ar|bitra|tor of | despairs,
             ,           ,             ,    ,     ,
      Just death,| kind^um|pire of / men's mis|eries,
             ,         ,          ,        ,          ,
30    With sweet | enlarge|ment doth | dismiss | me hence:
          ,           ,         ,         ,        ,
      I would | his trou|bles like|wise were | expired,
            ,        ,         ,       ,         __
      That so | he might | recover | what was | lost.
 
      [Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET]
 
KEEPER
           ,           ,        ,      ,         ,
      My lord, | your lov|ing neph|ew now | is come.
 
MORTIMER
        ,            ,    ,          ,       2     ,
      Richard | Planta|genet,| my friend,| is he come?
 
RICHARD PLANTAGENET
       T     Tx   T        ,       ,       ,
      Aye, noble un|cle, thus | ignob|ly used,
             ,        ,        ,       ,         ,
      Your neph|ew, late | despis|ed Rich|ard, comes.
 
MORTIMER
          ,           ,       ,        ,           ,
      Direct | mine^arms | I may | embrace | his neck,
           ,        ,       ,         ,        ,
      And in | his bos|om spend | my lat|ter gasp:
           ,         ,         ,         ,            ,
      Oh tell | me when | my lips | do touch | his cheeks,
           ,         ,       ,          ,         ,
40    That I | may kind|ly give | one faint|ing kiss.
           ,         ,             ,           ,               ,
      And now | declare | sweet* stem | from York's | great* stock,
            ,           ,         ,           ,        ,
      Why didst | thou say | of late | thou wert | despised?
 
RICHARD PLANTAGENET
              ,          ,       ,        ,           ,
      First^lean | thine^a|ged back | against | mine^arm;
           ,          ,           ,          ,    ,
      And in | that ease,| I'll tell | thee my | disease.
            ,        ,     ,       ,       ,
      This^day | in ar|gument | upon | a case,
             ,             ,       T    Tx   T         ,
      Some words | there grew | 'twixt Somerset | and me;
         ,            ,          ,         ,         ,
      Among | which terms | he used | his lav|ish tongue
           ,        ,          ,        ,          ,
      And did | upbraid | me with | my fa|ther's death:
             ,    ,          ,        ,          ,
      Which ob|loquy | set bars | before | my tongue,
        ,               ,       ,        ,      ,
50    Else with | the like | I had | requi|ted him.
             ,          ,       ,        ,          ,
      Therefore | good un|cle, for | my fa|ther's sake,
          ,      ,       ,         ,    ,
      In hon|or of | a true | Planta|genet
           ,       ,        ,        ,           ,
      And for | alli|ance^sake,| declare | the cause
          ,         ,        ,            ,          ,
      My fa|ther, Earl | of Cam|bridge, lost | his head.
 
MORTIMER
             ,       ,    ,                 ,        ,
      That cause |(fair nep/hew) that | impris|oned me
            ,         ,         ,         ,    2     ,
      And hath | detained | me all | my flow|ering youth,
          ,        ,         ,          ,          ,
      Within | a loath|some dun|geon, there | to pine,
            ,      ,       ,        ,        ,
      Was curs|ed in|strument | of his | decease.
 
RICHARD PLANTAGENET
          ,       ,         ,            ,           ,
      Discov|er more | at large | what cause | that was,
          ,       ,     ,         ,        ,
60    For I | am ig|norant | and can|not guess.
 
MORTIMER
          ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      I will,| if that | my fad|ing breath | permit
            ,          ,      ,             ,         ,
      And death | approach | not ere | my tale | be done.
       ,             ,       ,   ,                  ,
      Henry | the Fourth,| grandfa|ther to | this king,
           ,          ,       ,        ,         ,
      Deposed | his neph|ew Rich|ard, Ed|ward's son,
            ,       ,       ,         ,        ,
      The first-|begot|ten and | the law|ful heir,
          ,        ,          ,          ,        ,
      Of Ed|ward king,| the third | of that | descent:
       ,               ,          ,        ,         ,
      During | whose reign | the Per|cies of | the north,
        ,           ,     ,        ,        ,
      Finding | his u|surpa|tion most | unjust,
         ,         ,       ,         ,          ,
      Endea|vored my | advance|ment to | the throne:
           ,        ,            ,         ,         ,
70    The rea|son moved | these war|like lords | to this
       ,                 ,       ,    ,                  ,
      Was, for | that (young | King Rich/ard thus | removed,
        ,            ,       ,       ,        ,     ->
      Leaving | no heir | begot|ten of | his bod||y)
      ,      2      ,         ,          ,      ,
      I | was the next | by birth | and par|entage;
           ,        ,     ,      ,      ,
      For by | my moth|er I | deriv|ed am
            ,  2     ,         ,                ,    ,
      From Li|onel Duke | of Clar|ence, the / third son
           ,     ,             ,       T   T  T
      To King | Edward | the Third;| whereas he
             ,         ,            ,          ,     ,
      From John | of Gaunt | doth bring | his ped|igree,
       ,             ,          ,       ,      ,
      Being | but fourth | of that | hero|ic line.
            ,        ,          ,     2    ,
      But mark:| as in | this haugh|ty attempt
            ,      2     ,           ,         ,
80    They la|bored to plant | the right|ful heir,  (tetra with prev)
          ,        ,     ,         ,            ,
      I lost | my lib|erty | and they | their lives.
       __    ,         ,           ,            ,
      Long | after | this, when | Henry | the Fifth,
           ,     2     ,       ,        ,          ,
      Succeed|ing his fa|ther Bol|ingbroke,| did reign,
           ,        ,         ,            ,        ,
      Thy fa|ther, Earl | of Cam|bridge, then | derived
            ,       ,        ,         ,         ,
      From fa|mous Ed|mund Lang|ley, Duke | of York,
       ,       2    ,        ,          ,      ,
      Marry|ing my sis|ter that | thy moth|er was,
         ,        ,     ,        ,          ,
      Again | in pit|y of | my hard | distress
       ,           ,       ,       ,       ,
      Levied | an ar|my, ween|ing to | redeem
            ,          ,      ,           ,   ,
      And have | installed | me in | the di|adem:
           ,         ,         ,          ,       ,
90    But as | the rest,| so fell | that no|ble earl
           ,        ,        ,         ,     ,
      And was | behead|ed. Thus | the Mor|timers,
           ,          ,      ,         ,        ___
      In whom | the tide | rested, | were sup|pressed.
 
RICHARD PLANTAGENET
           ,          ,          ,      ,         ,
      Of which,| my lord,| your hon|or is | the last.
 
MORTIMER
        ,                ,          ,       ,       ,
      True; and | thou seest | that I | no is|sue have
            ,         ,         ,         ,         ,
      And that | my fain|ting words | do war|rant death;
            ,         ,          ,        ,          ,      2->
      Thou art | my heir;| the rest | I wish | thee ga||ther:
           ,        ,     ,         ,    2    ,
      But yet | be wa|ry in | thy stud|ious care.
 
RICHARD PLANTAGENET
            ,        ,       ,          ,          ,
      Thy grave | admon|ishments | prevail | with me:
           ,         ,         ,         ,   ,      2->
      But yet | methinks,| my fa|ther's ex|ecu||tion
            ,        ,           ,      ,     ,
100   Was noth|ing less | than blood|y tyr|anny.
 
MORTIMER
            ,         ,        ,         ,     ,
      With sil|ence, ne|phew, be | thou pol|itic:
         ,     ,                ,         ,     __
      Strong-fixed / is the | house of | Lanca|ster,
            ,        ,         ,        ,        ,
      And like | a moun|tain, not | to be | removed.
           ,         ,      ,      ,        ,
      But now | thy un|cle is | remov|ing hence:
           ,       ,            ,            ,           ,
      As prin|ces do | their courts,| when they | are cloyed
             ,        ,    2    ,      ,         ,
      With long | contin|uance in | a set|tled place.
 
RICHARD PLANTAGENET
         ,        ,            ,              ,     ,
      O un|cle, would | some part | of my / young years
        ,             ,         ,        ,         ,
      Might but | redeem | the pas|sage of | your age.
 
MORTIMER
             ,           ,          ,           ,     2     ,
      Thou dost | then wrong | me, as | that slaugh|terer doth
             ,       ,       ,           ,           ,
110   Which giv|eth ma|ny wounds | when one | will kill.
             ,        ,          ,       ,         ,
      Mourn^not,| except | thou sor|row for | my good;
       ,       ,   ,               ,    ,
      Only | give or/der for | my fun|eral:
           ,         ,          ,        ,          ,
      And so | farewell,| and fair | be all | thy hopes
           ,     2     ,         ,         ,          ,
      And pro|sperous be | thy life | in peace | and war.
 
      [Dies]
 
RICHARD PLANTAGENET
            ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      And peace,| no war,| befall | thy par|ting soul.
           ,       ,           ,        ,       ,
      In pris|on hast | thou spent | a pil|grimage
            ,       ,      ,       ,           ,
      And like | a her|mit o|verpassed | thy days.
        ,              ,          ,       ,        ,
      Well, I | will lock | his coun|sel in | my breast;
            ,       ,     ,       ,           ,
      And what | I do | ima|gine let | that rest.
        ,           ,          ,         ,       ,
120   Keepers | convey | him hence,| and I | myself
            ,         ,       ,        ,          ,
      Will see | his bur|ial bet|ter than | his life.
 
      [Exeunt Gaolers, bearing out the body of MORTIMER]
             ,         ,       ,         ,     ,
      Here dies | the dus|ky torch | of Mor|timer,
         ,             ,       ,         ,       ,
      Choked with | ambi|tion of | the mean|er sort:
           ,             ,            ,       ,     ,
      And for | those wrongs,| those bit|ter in|juries,
             ,     ,          ,        ,        ,
      Which Som|erset | hath of|fered to | my house:
          ,      ,              ,      ,        ,
      I doubt | not but | with hon|or to | redress;
            ,          ,     ,           ,      ,
      And there|fore haste | I to | the par|liament,
       ,           ,       ,      ,        ,
      Either | to be | restor|ed to | my blood,
           ,        ,       2   ,        ,        ,
      Or make | my ill | the advan|tage of | my good.

[Exit]

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