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Richard II

Act II, Scene 3

Wilds in Gloucestershire.
 
[Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE and NORTHUMBERLAND, with Forces]
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
           ,        ,        ,         ,        ,
      How far | is it | my lord | to Berke|ley now?
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
          ,          ,       ,
      Believe | me, no|ble lord,  ????
      ,          ,         ,          ,         ,
      I am | a stran|ger here | in Glouce|stershire,
              ,      T    T     .    T       ,       ,
      These high | wild hills, and rough | une|ven ways
             ,          ,           ,           ,      ,
      Draws^out | our miles,| and makes | them wea|risome,
           ,           ,          ,            ,        ,     ->
      And yet | your fair | discourse | hath been | as su||gar,
       ,     2      ,     ,    ,             ,   2
      Ma|king the hard | way sweet / and de|lectable:
          ,       ,           ,       ,      ,
      But I | bethink | me, what | a wea|ry way
            ,       ,         ,     ,              ,
      From Ra|venspurgh | to Cots|wold will | be found,
           ,         ,       2     ,      2      ,     ,
      In Ross | and Wil|loughby*, wan|ting your com|pany,
            ,        ,          ,      ,         ,
      Which I | protest | hath ve|ry much | beguiled
           ,   2    ,         ,    ,    2      ,
      The te|diousness,| and pro|cess of my | travel:
             ,          ,          ,          ,         ,
      But theirs | is swee|tened with | the hope | to have
           ,        ,    ,         ,        ,
      The pre|sent be|nefit | that I | possess;
            ,        ,        ,        ,        ,
      And hope | to joy,| is lit|tle less | in joy,
             ,        ,          ,         ,       ,
      Than hope | enjoyed:| by this | the wea|ry lords
              ,           ,            ,          ,           ,
      Shall make | their way | seem* short,| as mine | hath done,
           ,       3    3    ,          ,      ,     ,
      By sight | of what I have,| your no|ble com|pany.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
           ,      ,   ,              ,     ,
      Of much | less val/ue is | my com|pany,
             ,      T    T     T     T    T     T
      Than your | good words: but | who comes here?
 
[Enter HENRY PERCY]
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
       ,   2      T     T    T      ,
      It is my | son, young Har|ry Per|cy,
      <-  ,       ,        ,           ,          ,      ,
        Sent || from my | brother | Worcester;| whenceso|ever.
       ,    2        ,           ,
      Harry, how | fares your | uncle?
 
HENRY PERCY
       2       ,           ,      2         ,            ,         ,
      I had thought,| my lord,| to have learned | his health | of you.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
       ,     2      ,               ,
      Why, is he | not with | the queen?   (match tri from before?)
 
HENRY PERCY
       ,               ,     ,             ,          ,
      No, my | good* Lord,| he hath | forsook | the court,
       ,             ,         ,       ,         ,
      Broken | his staff | of of|fice and | dispersed
            ,         ,         ,
      The house|hold^of | the king.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
                                     ,     2       ,
                                   What was his | reason?
        2     ,      2     ,            ,         ,        ,       ->
      He was not | so resolved | when last | we spake | toge||ther.
 
HENRY PERCY
           ,     ,      ,           2      ,        ,
      Be/cause your | lordship | was proclaimed | traitor.
           ,        ,         ,        ,       ,
      But he,| my lord,| is gone | to Ra|venspurgh,
          ,      ,    ,    2        ,         ,
      To of|fer ser|vice to the | Duke of | Hereford,
            ,     , ,            ,          2    ,     2->
      And sent | me o/ver by | Berkeley,| to disco||ver
             x           ,         ,         ,        ,
      What power | the Duke | of York | had le|vied there,
        ,      2    ,           2    ,        ,       ,
      Then with di|rections | to repair | to Ra|venspurgh.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
            ,        ,          ,         ,         ,
      Have you | forgot | the Duke | of Here|ford (boy).
 
HENRY PERCY
       ,               ,          ,        ,        ,
      No, my | good* lord,| for that | is not | forgot
              ,       ,       ,        ,        ,         ->
      Which nere | I did | remem|ber: to | my know||ledge,
      ,    ,   2          ,          ,       ,
      I | never in | my life | did look  on him.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
             ,          ,         ,      ,             ,
      Then learn | to know | him now;| this is | the duke.
 
HENRY PERCY
          ,          ,       ,       ,        ,       ->
      My gra|cious lord,| I ten|der you | my ser||vice,
        ,      2    ,     2    ,        ,          ,
      Such | as it is,| being ten|der, raw,| and young,
             ,       ,           ,      ,         ,
      Which el|der days | shall ri|pen and | confirm
           ,       ,       ,        ,        ,
      To more | appro|ved ser|vice and | desert.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
          ,           ,       ,       ,         ,
      I thank | thee gen|tle Per|cy, and | be sure
          ,         ,        ,         ,        ,     ->
      I count | myself | in no|thing else | so hap||py,
       ,     2    ,       ,    2           ,     ,
      As | in a soul | remem|bering my / good friends:
           ,       ,        ,        ,          ,
      And as | my for|tune ri|pens with | thy love,
           ,          ,      .    T    T     T      ,
      It shall | be still | thy true love's re|compense,
           ,           ,   2      ,          ,              x
      My heart | this co|venant makes,| my hand | thus seals it.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
           ,        ,        ,                ,    ,
      How far | is it | to Berke|ley? And / what stir
              ,          ,      ,                ,        ,
      Keeps^good | old^York | there, with | his men | of war?
 
HENRY PERCY
        T      T    .   T              ,    ,         ,
      There stands the cas|tle, by / yond tuft | of trees,
         ,                  ,        ,       ,          ,
      Manned with | three* hun|dred men,| as I | have heard,
            x        2      ,          ,      ,      2       ,
      And in it | are the Lords | of York,| Berkeley, and | Seymour*;
             ,         ,         ,      ,     ,
      None^else | of name | and no|ble es|timate.
 
[Enter LORD ROSS and LORD WILLOUGHBY]
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
        ,               ,          ,         ,        ,
      Here come*| the Lords | of Ross | and Wil|loughby,
        ,             ,         ,      ,           ,
      Bloody | with spur|ring, fie|ry-red | with haste.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
       ,             ,        ,           ,         ,
      Welcome | my lords,| I wot | your love | pursues
         ,          ,        ,         ,     ,
      A ba|nished trai|tor; all | my trea|sury
          ,         ,         ,             ,        ,
      Is yet | but un|felt^thanks,| which more | enriched
             ,          ,         ,        ,      ,
      Shall be | your love | and la|bor's re|compense.
 
LORD ROSS
            ,          ,          ,          ,       ,
      Your pre|sence makes | us rich,| most^no|ble lord.
 
LORD WILLOUGHBY
           ,          ,          ,      ,         x
      And far | surmounts | our la|bor to | attain it.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
       Tx   T     T        2   ,        ,         ,
      Evermore thanks,| the exche|quer of | the poor,
        ,              ,       ,         ,          ,
      Which till | my in|fant for|tune comes | to years,
         ,              ,       ,     T    T     T
      Stands for | my boun|ty. But | who comes here?
 
[Enter LORD BERKELEY]
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
       ,           ,         ,         ,       ,
      It is | my Lord | of Berke|ley, as | I guess.
 
LORD BERKELEY
           ,         ,         ,    ,          2    ,
      My Lord | of Here|ford, my | message | is to you.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
           ,        ,       ,       ,      ,
      My lord,| my an|swer is | to Lan|caster,
       ,   2       ,         ,           ,        ,
      And I am | come to | seek that | name in | England;
          ,          ,          ,      ,           ,
      And I | must find | that ti|tle in | your tongue,
          ,        ,       ,         ,          ,
      Before | I make | reply | to aught | you say.
 
LORD BERKELEY
           ,        ,         ,          ,        ,       ->
      Mistake | me not,| my lord,| 'tis not | my mea||ning
             ,   ,      x              ,      ,
      To / raze one | title of | your ho|nor out.
          ,         ,        ,           ,          ,
      To you,| my lord,| I come |(what lord | you will)
                   ,   ,         ,       ,          ,
      From the / most gra|cious re|gent of | this land,
            ,         ,         ,            ,          ,
      The Duke | of York,| to know | what pricks | you on
           ,       ,        ,        ,        ,
      To take | advan|tage of | the ab|sent time,
             ,          ,        ,            ,          ,
      And fright | our na|tive peace | with self-|born^arms.
 
[Enter DUKE OF YORK attended]
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
                 ,    ,          ,          ,         ,
      I shall / not need | transport | my words | by you,
        ,               ,           x          x      ,
      Here comes^|his grace | in person.| My noble | uncle.
 
[Kneels]
 
DUKE OF YORK
        ,            ,        ,          ,          ,
      Show me | thy hum|ble heart,| and not | thy knee,
             ,     ,      ,      ,          ,
      Whose du|ty is | decei|veable,| and false.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
          ,         ,
      My gra|cious un|cle.  (cut off)
 
DUKE OF YORK
       T    T     T       2     ,          ,      ,
      Tut, tut, grace | me no grace,| nor un|cle me,
      ,   2       ,          ,                   ,    ,
      I am no | traitor's | uncle;| and that / word grace,
               , ,          ,         ,         ,
      In an / ungra|cious mouth,| is but | profane.
       ,                ,          ,        ,        ,
      Why have | those ba|nished, and | forbid|den legs,
        T     T   .   T         ,        ,            ,
      Dared once to touch | a dust | of Eng|land's ground?
            ,          ,     ,                ,          ,
      But more | then why,| why have | they dared | to march
          ,      ,       ,          ,        ,     ->
      So ma|ny miles | upon | her peace|ful bo||som,
        ,       2      ,     ,    ,                ,
      Frigh|ting her pale-|faced vil/lages | with war
           ,     ,       ,       ,       ,
      And os|tenta|tion of | despi|sed arms?
        T     T   .  T        2   ,        ,         ,
      Comst thou because | the anoin|ted king | is hence?
           ,        ,          ,         ,        ,
      Why foo|lish boy,| the king | is left | behind,
           ,       ,      ,       ,          x
      And in | my loy|al bo|som lies | his power.
           ,        ,          ,              ,    ,
      Were I | but now | the lord | of such^/hot youth
                  ,     ,          ,        ,        ,
      As when / brave Gaunt,| thy fa|ther, and | myself
       ,              ,        ,                    ,        ,
      Rescued | the Black | Prince, that | young* Mars | of men,
             ,           ,         ,      ,          ,
      From forth | the ranks | of ma|ny thou|sand French:
           ,          ,         ,           ,         ,
      Oh then,| how quick|ly should | this arm | of mine,
           ,     ,      2     ,        ,    ,
      Now pri|soner | to the pal|sy, chas|tise thee
           ,     ,        ,        ,         ,
      And mi|nister | correc|tion to | thy fault.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
          ,         ,       ,         ,         ,
      My gra|cious un|cle, let | me know | my fault,
           ,        ,         ,         ,          ,
      On what | condi|tion stands | it and | wherein?
 
DUKE OF YORK
      ,        2    ,       ,         ,         ,
      Even | in condi|tion of | the worst | degree,
           ,        ,        ,       ,        ,       ->
      In gross | rebel|lion and | detes|ted trea||son:
        ,       2   ,         ,          ,          ,
      Thou | art a ba|nished man,| and here | art come
          ,         ,    ,       ,         ,
      Before | the ex|pira|tion of | thy time,
          ,         ,        ,          ,     ,
      In bra|ving arms | against | thy so|vereign.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
       ,  2       ,         ,        ,           ,
      As I was | banished,| I was | banished | Hereford;
           ,       ,        ,         ,      ,
      But as | I come,| I come | for Lan|caster.
           ,      ,      ,       ,            ,
      And no|ble un|cle, I | beseech | your grace
        ,             ,       ,          ,    2     ,
      Look on | my wrongs | with an | indif|ferent eye:
       ,            ,        ,         ,         ,
      You are | my fa|ther, for | methinks | in you
         ,          ,        ,         ,        ,      ->
      I see | old^Gaunt | alive.| Oh then | my fa||ther,
        ,       2    ,         ,           ,           ,
      Will | you permit | that I | shall stand | condemned
         ,    2     ,     ,          ,           x        ->
      A wan|dering va|gabond;| my rights | and royal||ties
         ,          2     ,         ,           x       ,
      Plucked | from my arms | perforce | and given | away
          ,   T    T   T             ,       2    ,
      To up|start unthrifts?| Wherefore | was I born?
       ,     2      ,         ,          ,        ,
      If that my | cousin | king, be | King of | England,
           ,         ,        x       ,        ,   2
      It must | be gran|ted, I am | Duke of | Lancaster.  ??
       ,      2     ,        ,          ,       ,
      You have a | son, Au|merle, my | noble | kinsman,
           ,            ,         ,          ,           ,
      Had you | first^died,| and he | been thus | trod^down,
       ,       2         ,          ,        ,        ,
      He should have | found his | uncle | Gaunt a | father,
           ,            ,           ,           ,        ,
      To rouse | his wrongs,| and chase | them to | the bay.
      ,          ,        ,        ,   2    ,
      I am | denied | to sue | my li|very here,
           ,        ,        ,         ,         ,
      And yet | my let|ters-pat|ents give | me leave:
          ,          ,          ,          ,            ,
      My fa|ther's goods | are all | distrained,| and sold,
            ,          ,         ,       ,         ,
      And these,| and all,| are all | amiss | employed.
        ,                ,        ,   ,   2     ,
      What would | you have | me do?| I am a | subject*,
            ,         ,       ,    ,     2     ,
      And chal|lenge law:| attor|neys are de|nied me;
            ,         ,     2  ,      ,         ,
      And there|fore per|sonally | I lay | my claim
          ,      ,     ,          ,        ,
      To my | inhe|ritance | of free | descent.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
           ,       ,           ,          ,       ,
      The no|ble duke | hath been | too much | abused.
 
LORD ROSS
            ,            ,       ,        ,         ,
      It stands | your grace | upon,| to do | him right.
 
LORD WILLOUGHBY
        T   T   T      2   ,                ,    ,
      Base men by | his endow|ments are / made great.
 
DUKE OF YORK
           ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      My lords | of Eng|land, let | me tell | you this,
      ,             ,        ,       ,           ,
      I have | had fee|ling of | my cou|sin's wrongs,
           ,        ,        ,         ,         ,
      And la|bored all | I could | to do | him right:
           ,          ,         ,        ,         ,
      But in | this kind,| to come | in bra|ving arms,
                ,   ,              ,   ,         ,
      Be his / own car|ver, and / cut out | his way,
           ,          ,            ,         ,         ,
      To find | out right | with wrong,| it may | not be;
           ,          ,     ,         ,          ,
      And you | that do | abet | him in | this kind,
       ,           ,        ,         ,       ,
      Cherish | rebel|lion and | are re|bels all.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
           ,       ,           ,          ,       ,
      The no|ble duke | hath sworn | his co|ming is
           ,         ,     ,              ,          ,
      But for | his own;| and for | the right | of that,
          ,            ,        ,          ,         ,
      We all | have strong|ly sworn | to give | him aid,
           ,          ,         ,            ,            ,
      And let | him nere | see joy | that breaks | that oath.
 
DUKE OF YORK
        T     T   T      2     ,      ,           ,
      Well, well, I | see the is|sue of | these^arms,
         ,        ,        ,          ,          ,
      I can|not mend | it, I | must needs | confess,
          ,          x          ,         ,          ,
      Because | my power | is weak,| and all | ill^left:
           ,       ,         ,           ,         ,
      But if | I could,| by Him | that gave | me life,
      ,             ,         ,          ,          ,
      I would | attach | you all,| and make | you stoop
       ,          ,   2      ,      ,         ,
      Unto | the so|vereign mer|cy of | the king.
            ,            ,    ,        ,         ,
      But since | I can/not, be | it known | to you,
      ,   2     ,        ,            ,          ,
      I do re|main as | neuter.| So fare | you well,
          ,           ,         ,      ,        ,       o ->
      Unless | you please | to en|ter in | the cas||tle,
            ,         ,         ,           ,
      And there | repose | you for | this night.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
          ,      ,        ,         ,        ,
      An of|fer un|cle, that | we will | accept:
           ,         ,           ,         ,         ,
      But we | must win | your grace | to go | with us
          ,        ,         ,           ,         ,
      To Bri|stol cas|tle, which | they say | is held
           ,      ,       ,           ,      ,
      By Bush|y, Ba|got, and | their com|plices,
           ,     ,        ,        ,        ,
      The ca|terpil|lars of | the com|monwealth,
            ,          ,          ,          ,       ,
      Which I | have sworn | to weed,| and pluck | away.
 
DUKE OF YORK
          ,      3 3      ,         ,         ,           ,
      It may | be I will go | with you:| but yet | I'll pause,
          ,        ,          ,           ,          ,
      For I | am loath | to break | our coun|try's laws:
             ,            ,        ,    ,             ,
      Nor friends,| nor foes,| to me | welcome | you are,
               ,        ,          ,          ,          ,
      Things^past | redress | are now | with me | past^care.
 
[Exeunt]

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