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Richard II

Act II, Scene 2

The palace.
 
[Enter QUEEN, BUSHY, and BAGOT]
 
BUSHY
       ,            ,    ,        ,          ,
      Madam,| your ma|jesty | is too | much sad,
           ,          ,         ,        ,          ,
      You pro|mised when | you par|ted with | the king,
          ,       ,          ,        ,      ,
      To lay | aside | life^har|ming hea|viness
           ,      ,        ,        ,     ,      2->
      And en|tertain | a cheer|ful dis|posi||tion.
 
QUEEN
            ,           ,       ,          ,         ,
      To please | the king,| I did:| to please | myself
         ,       ,                  ,   ,   ,
      I can|not do | it: yet I // know no cause
          ,           ,         ,        ,          ,
      Why I | should wel|come such | a guest | as grief,
        ,   ,              ,            ,         ,
      Save bid/ding fare|well to | so sweet | a guest
                ,    ,         ,       ,         ,
      As my / sweet Ri|chard; yet | again | methinks,
            ,        ,         ,        ,           ,
      Some un|born* sor|row, ripe | in for|tune's womb
          ,         ,           ,        ,        ,
      Is co|ming towards | me, and | my in|ward soul
            ,         ,         ,     ,               ,
      With no|thing trem|bles, at | something | it grieves,
        ,               ,         ,         ,          ,
      More than | with par|ting from | my lord | the king.
 
BUSHY
            ,     ,     2      ,            ,       ,
      Each sub|stance of a | grief hath | twenty | shadows,
              ,            ,         ,         ,        ,
      Which shows | like grief | itself,| but is | not so:
           ,         ,     ,              ,         ,
      For sor|row's eye,| glazed | with blin|ding tears,
          ,      ,       2    ,          ,      ,
      Divides | one thing en|tire, to | many | objects.
        ,        ,                 ,        ,       ,
      Like per|spectives,| which right|ly gazed | upon
             ,        ,        ,         ,      ,
      Show* no|thing but | confu|sion, eyed | awry,
          ,          ,     ,                ,    ,
      Distin|guish form:| so your | sweet* ma|jesty
        ,        ,     ,            ,       ,
      Looking a|wry u|pon your | lord's de|parture,
              ,          ,       ,              ,         ,
      Find^shapes | of grief,| more than | himself | to wail,
               ,         ,       ,         ,          ,       2->
      Which looked | on as | it is,| is nought | but sha||dows
           ,      2    ,      T     T    T          ,
      Of what | it is not:| Then thrice-gra|cious queen,
        ,              ,       ,            ,      ,         ,
      More than your lord's departure weep not: more's not seen;  ????
          ,       ,                 ,    ,         ,
      Or if | it be,| 'tis with / false sor|row's eye,
        ,            T     T    T              ,     x
      Which for | things true weeps | things^ima|ginary.
 
QUEEN
          ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      It may | be so:| but yet | my in|ward soul
            ,       3  3   ,       ,        ,        ,
      Persuades | me it is o|therwise:| howere | it be,
         ,       ,        ,        ,      ,
      I can|not but | be sad:| so hea|vy sad,
            ,          ,             ,    ,          ,
      As though | on think|ing on / no thought | I think,
        ,              ,      ,         ,            ,
      Makes me | with hea|vy no|thing faint | and shrink.
 
BUSHY
            ,        ,         ,        ,         ,     2->
      'Tis no|thing but | conceit |(my gra|cious la||dy).
 
QUEEN
            ,         ,         ,         ,         ,
      'Tis no|thing less:| conceit | is still | derived
                    ,  ,        ,       ,            ,
      From some / forefa|ther grief;| mine is | not so,
           ,        ,       ,         ,          ,
      For no|thing had | begot | my some|thing grief,
           ,           ,         ,         ,         ,
      Or some|thing, hath | the no|thing that | I grieve,
            ,      ,         ,       ,        ,
      'Tis in | rever|sion that | I do | possess,
            ,        ,              ,   ,      ,
      But what | it is,| that is / not yet | known, what
         ,        ,           ,        ,       ,
      I can|not name,| 'tis name|less woe | I wot.
 
[Enter GREEN]
 
GREEN
       ,         ,          ,   2       2      ,     ,    2
      Heaven | save your | majesty,| and well met | gentlemen:
          ,        ,      ,         ,         ,
      I hope the king is not yet shipped for Ireland.
 
QUEEN
            ,           ,         ,        ,        ,
      Why hopst | thou so?| 'tis bet|ter hope | he is:
       ,     2     T     T     T           ,            ,
      For his de|signs crave haste,| his haste | good hope,
             ,          ,           ,             ,     ,
      Then where|fore dost | thou hope | he is / not shipped?
 
GREEN
            ,         ,      ,              ,           x
      That he | our hope,| might have | retired | his power,
             x      ,  2      ,       ,          ,
      And driven | into des|pair an | ene|my's^hope,
             ,              ,   ,        ,          ,
      Who strong|ly hath / set foo|ting in | this land.
           ,         ,       ,         ,          ,
      The ba|nished Bo|lingbroke | repeals | himself,
                  , ,        ,         ,        ,
      And with / uplif|ted arms | is safe | arrived
          ,       ,
      At Ra|venspurgh.
 
QUEEN
                           ,        ,     2    ,
                      Now God | in hea|ven forbid.
 
GREEN
         ,             ,    ,     ,      2       ,
      O ma|dam 'tis / too true:| and that is | worse,
      <-        ,        ,    2         2       ,     ,       ,
        The | Lord Nor|thumberland,| his young^son | Henry | Percy,
            ,          ,      ,             ,        ,
      The Lords | of Ross,| Beaumond,| and Wil|loughby,
            ,            x          ,            ,        ,
      With all | their power|ful friends | are fled | to him.
 
BUSHY
       ,              ,          ,           ,       ,
      Why have | you not | proclaimed | Northum|berland
           ,          ,       ,       ,         ,        ->
      And all | the rest | revol|ted fac|tion trai||tors?
 
GREEN
           ,      ,     ,          ,         ,
      We have:| whereu|pon the | Earl of | Worcester
             ,           ,          ,           ,       ,
      Hath broke | his staff,| resigned | his stew|ardship,
           ,          ,         ,          ,          ,
      And all | the house|hold ser|vants fled | with him
          ,       ,
      To Bo|lingbroke.  (pickup)
 
QUEEN
           ,       ,             ,    ,           ,
      So Green,| thou art | the mid|wife to | my woe,
           ,       ,         ,         ,        ,
      And Bo|lingbroke | my sor|row's dis|mal heir:
       ,      2       T     T      T          ,     ,
      Now hath my | soul brought forth | her pro|digy,
          ,      ,        ,      ,        ,      2->
      And I | a gas|ping new-|deli|vered mo||ther,
            ,        ,     ,           ,         ,
      Have woe | to woe,| sorrow | to sor|row joined.
 
BUSHY
           ,         ,
      Despair | not^ma|dam.
 
QUEEN
                            ,           ,       ,
                           Who | shall hin|der me?
          ,        ,          ,       ,    ,
      I will | despair,| and be | at en|mity
            ,            ,    ,     2    ,     ,
      With co|zening / hope; he | is a flat|terer,
         ,     ,       ,        ,         ,
      A pa|rasite,| a kee|per-back | of death,
           ,        ,          ,           ,          ,
      Who gen|tly would | dissolve | the bands | of life,
              ,       ,   ,               ,     ,
      Which false | hope lin/gers in | extre|mity.
 
[Enter DUKE OF YORK]
 
GREEN
             ,           ,         ,
      Here comes | the Duke | of York.  (picked up)
 
QUEEN
             ,         ,       ,        ,       ,
      With signs | of war | about | his a|ged neck,
           ,         ,       ,         ,          ,
      Oh full | of care|ful bus|iness are | his looks:
       ,             x         T     T    T     2       ,
      Uncle,| for heaven's | sake, speak com|fortable words.
 
DUKE OF YORK
         ,        ,      ,             ,           ,
      Should I | do so,| I should | belie | my thoughts:
       ,                x          ,        ,         ,
      Comfort's | in heaven,| and we | are on | the earth,
             ,         ,           ,         ,           ,
      Where no|thing lives | but cros|ses, cares | and grief:
            ,         ,        ,         ,         ,
      Your hus|band, he | is gone | to save | far^off,
             ,         ,         ,          ,         ,
      Whilst^o|thers come | to make | him lose | at home:
            ,       ,        ,      ,          ,
      Here am | I left | to un|derprop | his land,
            ,          ,     ,            ,        ,
      Who weak | with age,| cannot | support | myself:
             ,           ,      ,              ,         ,
      Now* comes | the sick | hour that | his sur|feit made,
       ,              ,           ,             ,         ,
      Now shall | he try | his friends | that flat|tered him.
 
[Enter a Servant]
 
SERVANT
           ,          ,          ,        ,        ,
      My lord,| your son | was gone | before | I came.
 
DUKE OF YORK
          ,         ,       ,           ,         ,
      He was:| Why so:| go all | which way | it will:
           ,        ,          ,         ,      3    3      ,
      The no|bles they | are fled,| the com|mons they are cold,
            ,        ,        ,         ,           ,
      And will | I fear | revolt | on Here|ford's side.
       ,        ,      2       ,        2    ,         ,        ->
      Sirrah,| get thee to | Plashy | to my sis|ter Glouce||ster,
       ,          ,        ,     3  3    ,         ,
      Bid | her send | me pre|sently a thou|sand pound,
        T     T   T     ,
      Hold, take my | ring.
 
SERVANT
                                  ,    2          ,
                           My | lord, I had | forgot
           ,           ,       2   ,     2      ,          ,           ->
      To tell | your lord|ship, today | I came by,| and called || there,
       ,     2         ,      ,           ,          ,
      But | I shall grieve | you to | report | the rest.
 
DUKE OF YORK
            ,         ,
      What is | it, knave?   \\
 
SERVANT
           ,        ,        ,         ,         ,
      An hour | before | I came,| the du|chess died.
 
DUKE OF YORK
         x              ,        ,        ,         ,
      Heaven for | his mer|cy, what | a tide | of woes
              ,       ,         ,        ,         ,
      Comes^rush|ing on | this woe|ful land | at once?
          ,          ,        ,        ,        x
      I know | not what | to do:| I would to heaven
        ,          ,          ,         ,           x
      (So my | untruth | had not | provoked | him to it)
            ,         ,     ,         ,      2      ,
      The king | had cut | off my | head with my | brother's.
        ,                 ,           ,           ,
      What, are | there posts | dispatched | for Ire|land?
      <- ,          2    ,        ,      ,            ,
        How || shall we do | for mo|ney for | these wars?
        T    Tx     T     3 3       ,      ,   ,
      Come sister (cou|sin I would say)| pray par/don me.
          ,        ,           ,         ,           ,
      Go fel|low, get | thee home,| provide | some carts,
            ,       ,         ,       ,         ,
      And bring | away | the ar|mor that | is there.
       ,    2       ,         ,        ,
      Gentlemen,| will you | muster | men?
      <-     ,          ,               ,        ,       ,         ,
        If | I know || how, or | which^way | to or|der these | affairs
              ,         ,     ,    ,          ,
      Thus thrust | disor|derly | into | my hands,
       ,          ,           ,              ,   ,
      Never | believe | me. Both | are my / kinsmen,
           ,      2    ,     ,            ,         ,
      The one | is my so|vereign,| whom both | my oath
           ,      ,        ,        ,     2   ,
      And du|ty bids | defend:| the o|ther again
               ,   ,      ,          ,           ___
      Is my / kinsman,| whom the | king hath | wronged,
            ,           ,        ,         ,         ,
      Whom con|science and | my kin|dred bids | to right.
        ,     ,                  ,     ,   ,
      Well, some/what we | must do.| Come co/usin,
      <-    2     ,     2       ,    2         ,       ,         ,
        I'll di|spose of you.| Gentlemen,| go mus|ter up | your men,
            ,        ,       ,        ,        ,       ->
      And meet | me pre|sently | at Berke|ley Cas||tle:
      ,      ,         ,       ___         ,          ,       ,
      I | should to | Plashy | too:| but time | will not | permit,
       ,    2   ,           ,      ,          ,        ,          x
      All is un|even,| and ev|erything | is left | at six | and seven.  (hept with prev)
 
[Exeunt DUKE OF YORK and QUEEN]
 
BUSHY
       .    T    T    T          ,        ,       ,        2->
      The wind sits fair | for news | to go | to Ire||land,
            ,        ,          ,       ,      x
      But none | returns:| For us | to le|vy power
          ,    2   ,      2    ,    ,       ,       ,     3  3->
      Propor|tionable | to the e|nemy,| is all | impos||sible.
 
GREEN
          ,           ,        ,         ,         ,
      Besides,| our near|ness to | the king | in love,
           ,          ,         ,           ,          ,
      Is near | the hate | of those | love^not | the king.
 
BAGOT
             ,          ,   2     ,         ,            ,
      And that's | the wa|vering com|mons, for | their love
        ,    2         ,            ,      ,         ,
      Lies in their | purses,| and who|so emp|ties them
       .  T   T    T              ,            ,       ,
      By so much fills | their hearts | with dead|ly hate.
 
BUSHY
            ,         ,       ,    ,   2             ,
      Wherein | the king | stands ge/nerally | condemned.
 
BAGOT
           ,        ,         ,          ,       ,
      If judg|ment lie | in them,| then so | do we,
          ,        ,       ,           ,          ,
      Because | we e|ver have | been near | the king.
 
GREEN
        ,   ,               T  T      T       .  ,          ,     ->
      Well: I / will for | refuge straight | to Bristol || castle,  ??
            ,         ,       3  3   ,       ,
      The Earl | of Wilt|shire is alrea|dy there.
 
BUSHY
       ,          ,        ,               x      ,
      Thither | will I | with you,| for little | office
            ,       ,         ,         ,         ,
      The hate|ful com|mons will | perform | for us,
          ,           ,         ,        ,        ,       ->
      Except | like curs | to tear | us all | to pie||ces.
        ,     ,          ,          ,
      Will | you go | along | with us?
 
BAGOT
      <- __    ,            ,        ,        ,    ,
         No,|| I will | to Ire|land to | his ma|jesty.
            ,          ,          ,      ,         ,
      Farewell:| if heart's | presa|ges be | not vain,
            ,           ,           ,            ,       ,
      We* three | here^art | that nere | shall meet | again.
 
BUSHY
         ,          T     T     .   T      T      Tx   T
      That's as | York thrives to beat | back *Bolingbroke.
 
GREEN
        ,           ,          ,        ,      ,
      Alas | poor duke,| the task | he un|dertakes
          ,    2      ,           ,       ,        ,
      Is num|bering sands,| and drin|king o|ceans dry,
             ,        ,      T     T      T       2      ,
      Where one | on his | side fights, thou|sands will fly.
            ,         ,          ,         ,          x
      Farewell | at once,| for once,| for all,| and ever.
 
BUSHY
        ,         ,           ,
      Well, we | may meet^|again.
 
BAGOT
                                      ,         x
                                  I fear | me never.
 
[Exeunt]

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