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Richard II

Act III, Scene 3

Wales. Before Flint castle.
 
[Enter, with drum and colors, HENRY BOLINGBROKE, DUKE OF YORK, NORTHUMBERLAND, Attendants, and forces]
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
           ,         ,       ,      ,          ,
      So that | by this | intel|ligence | we learn
            ,        ,          ,          ,      x
      The Welsh|men are | dispersed,| and Sa|lisbury
           ,         ,          ,          ,      ,      ->
      Is gone | to meet | the king,| who late|ly lan||ded
          2        ,   ,          ,        ,           ,
      With some / few pri|vate friends,| upon | this coast.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
            ,        ,      ,          ,         ,
      The news | is ve|ry fair | and good,| my lord,
       ,             ,           ,           ,          ,
      Richard | not far | from hence | hath hid | his head.
 
DUKE OF YORK
           ,         ,          ,         ,       ,
      It would | beseem | the Lord | Northum|berland
       .  T    T   T         x           ,      ,
      To say King Ri|chard: alack | the hea|vy day
             ,       ,        ,             ,          ,
      When such | a sa|cred king | should hide | his head.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
             ,          ,      ,      ,       ___
      Your grace | mistakes:| only | to be | brief,
           ,        ,      ,
      Left I | his ti|tle out.
 
DUKE OF YORK
                                    ,           ,
                              The time | hath been,
        ,                ,         ,           ,         ,
      Would you | have been | so brief | with him,| he would
             ,         ,           ,         ,       ,
      Have been | so brief | with you,| to shor|ten you,
           ,       ,         ,            T     T       T
      For ta|king so | the head,| your* whole head's length.  ??
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
          ,     ___    ,       ,            2       ,
      Mistake | not |(uncle)| further | than you should.
 
DUKE OF YORK
            ,           ,        ,               ,     ,
      Take^not |(good* cou|sin, fur|ther than / you should.
        ,            ,            x           ,          ,
      Lest you | mistake | the heavens | are ore | our heads.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
          ,         ,         2     ,   ,        ,
      I know | it (un|cle) and op/pose not | myself
          ,             ,         ,            ,
      Against | their will.| But who | comes^here?
      <- ,          ,        ,           ,          ,        ___
        Welcome || Harry:| what, will | not this | castle | yield?
 
[Enter HENRY PERCY]
 
HENRY PERCY
           ,       ,     ,         ,          ,
      The cas|tle roy|ally | is manned,| my lord,
          ,          ,
      Against | thy en|trance.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
      <- ,     ,   ___     ,       T    T   T
        Roy|ally?| Why,|| it con|tains no king?
 
HENRY PERCY
                                                ,               ,
                                               Yes (my | good lord)
           ,         ,        ,          ,         ,
      It doth | contain | a king;| King Ri|chard lies
          ,         ,             ,    ,          ,
      Within | the li|mits of / yond lime | and stone:
            ,     ,     2        ,       ,            x    2
      And with | him are the | Lord Au|merle, Lord^|Salisbury,
           ,          ,         ,         ,     ,
      Sir Ste|phen Scroop,| besides | a cler|gyman
          ,     ,   2       ,       ,        ,
      Of ho|ly re|verence; who,| I can|not learn.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
       ,       ,         2      ,           ,   ,
      Oh, be|like it | is the Bish|op of / Carlisle.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
       ,      ,
      Noble lord,  ????
       ,            ,      ,    2        ,         ,
      Go to | the rude | ribs of that | ancient | castle,
               ,        ,        ,           ,          ,
      Through bra|zen trum|pet send | the breath | of parle
       ,  2       ,         ,           ,      ,
      Into his | ruined | ears, and | thus de|liver:
       ,       ,       ,      2          ,            ,
      Henry | Boling|broke *upon | his knees | doth kiss
            ,           ,          ,        ,       2->
      King Ri|chard's hand,| and sends | alle|giance
            ,       ,          ,     2       ,       ,        ,             ->
      And true || faith of | heart to his | royal | person:| hither || come^
        x      2      ,        ,         ,          x
      Even | at his feet,| to lay | my arms | and power,
          ,        ,        ,       ,        ,
      Provi|ded, that | my ba|nishment | repealed,
            ,          ,        ,         ,       ,       ->
      And lands | restored | again,| be free|ly gran||ted:
       ,    ,           ,     2    ,          2     x
      If | not, I'll | use the ad|vantage | of my power,
           ,         ,          ,            x           ,
      And lay | the sum|mer's dust | with showers | of blood,
         ,                 ,           ,          ,       ,
      Rained from | the wounds | of slaugh|tered Eng|lishmen;
            ,        2     ,        2      ,        ,       ,
      The which,| how far^off | from the mind | of Bo|lingbroke
          ,          ,       ,          ,          ,
      It is,| such^crim|son tem|pest should | bedrench
       .    T     T    T         ,          ,           ,
      The fresh green lap | of fair | King Ri|chard's land,
           ,        ,     ,      ,           ,
      My stoo|ping du|ty ten|derly | shall show.
          ,     ,        ,            ,         ,
      Go sig|nify | as much,| while here | we march
        ,          ,      ,       ,          ,
      Upon | the gras|sy car|pet of | this plain:
              ,          ,          ,          ,     2      ,
      Let's^march | without | the noise | of threa|tening drum,
             ,          ,         ,         ,       ,
      That from | this cas|tle's tat|tered bat|tlements
            ,        ,          ,         ,        ,
      Our fair | appoint|ments may | be well | perused.
           ,          ,        ,        ,             ,
      Methinks| King Ri|chard and | myself | should meet
            ,         ,        ,        ,     ,
      With no | less^ter|ror than | the e|lements
           ,         ,        ,            ,    2      ,
      Of fire | and wa|ter, when | their thun|dering smoke
          ,         ,           ,        ,           x
      At mee|ting tears | the clou|dy cheeks | of heaven:
          ,         ,      ,    2        ,         ,
      Be he | the fire,| I'll be the | yielding | water;
            ,        ,           ,         ,         ,
      The rage | be his,| while on | the earth | I rain
          ,       ,         ,          ,        ,
      My wa|ters on | the earth,| and not | on him.
             ,         ,          ,        ,         ,
      March^on,| and mark | King Ri|chard how | he looks.
 
[Parle without, and answer within. Then a flourish. Enter on the walls, KING RICHARD II, the BISHOP OF CARLISLE, DUKE OF AUMERLE, SIR STEPHEN SCROOP, and EARL OF SALISBURY]
       T    T      Tx           ,         ,        ,
      See, see, King^Ri|chard doth | himself | appear  ??
           ,         ,         ,      ,       ,
      As doth | the blu|shing dis|conten|ted sun,
            ,         ,      ,       ,         ,
      From out | the fie|ry por|tal of | the east,
            ,         ,          ,          ,           ,
      When he | perceives | the en|vious clouds | are bent
          ,         ,       ,         ,           ,
      To dim | his glo|ry, and | to stain | the tract
                  ,    ,        ,        ,     ,
      Of his / bright pas|sage to | the oc|cident.
 
DUKE OF YORK
            ,          ,        ,        ,         ,
      Yet looks | he like | a king:| behold | his eye
             ,       3  3     ,          ,         ,
      (As bright | as is the ea|gle's) ligh|tens forth
      <-     ,         ,    ,       ,       ,         ,
        Control||ling ma|jesty:| alack,| alack,| for woe,
           ,      ,             ,          ,        ,
      That a|ny harm | should stain | so fair | a show.
 
KING RICHARD II
       ,          ,           ,      ,              ,
      We are | amazed,| and thus | long have | we stood
           ,           ,       ,        ,         ,
      To watch | the fear|ful ben|ding of | thy knee,
          ,           ,           ,         ,        ,
      Because | we thought | ourself | thy law|ful king:
           ,       ,         ,           ,         ,
      And if | we be,| how dare | thy joints | forget
          ,           ,      ,  ,   2       ,
      To pay | their aw|ful du|ty to our | presence?
          ,       ,      ,             ,        ,
      If we | be not,| show us | the hand | of God,
             ,         ,           ,          ,       ,
      That hath | dismissed | us from | our stew|ardship,
            ,         ,         ,         ,           ,
      For well | we know,| no hand | of blood | and bone
            ,         ,       ,   ,    2        ,
      Can grip | the sa|cred han|dle of our | scepter,
          ,        ,        ,      ,            ,
      Unless | he do | profane,| steal, or | usurp.
             ,           ,           ,        ,           ,
      And though | you think,| that all,| as you | have done,
             ,            ,         ,         ,          ,
      Have torn | their souls,| by tur|ning them | from us,
           ,        ,        ,        ,          ,
      And we | are bar|ren, and | bereft | of friends:
            ,        ,        ,       ,     ,
      Yet know,| my mas|ter, God | omni|potent,
          ,    2     ,          ,         ,        ,
      Is mus|tering in | his clouds,| on our | behalf,
       ,           ,      ,           ,             ,
      Armies | of pes|tilence,| and they | shall strike
             ,        ,        ,         ,    ,
      Your chil|dren yet | unborn,| and un|begot,
             ,          ,        ,         ,          ,
      That lift | your vas|sal hands | against | my head,
             ,          ,      ,       ,          ,
      And threat | the glo|ry of | my pre|cious crown.
            ,       ,           ,         ,         ,
      Tell Bo|lingbroke,| for yond | methinks | he is,
           ,         ,          ,       ,         ,
      That e|very stride | he makes | upon | my land,
          ,    2      ,        ,        ,        ,
      Is dan|gerous trea|son: he | is come | to ope
           ,       ,      ,         ,        ,
      The pur|ple tes|tament | of blee|ding war;
           ,          ,          ,           ,         ,
      But ere | the crown | he looks | for live | in peace,
             ,         ,        ,         ,          ,
      Ten* thou|sand bloo|dy crowns | of mo|thers' sons
             ,        ,           x         ,           ,
      Shall^ill | become | the flower | of Eng|land's face,
         ,      2      ,        ,         T    T    T
      Change the com|plexion | of her | maid-pale peace
           ,       ,     ,       ,       ,
      To scar|let in|digna|tion and | bedew
           ,           ,            ,        ,         ,
      Her pas|tures' grass | with faith|ful Eng|lish blood.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
            ,          x         ,          ,          ,
      The king | of heaven | forbid | our lord | the king
              ,         ,            , ,       ,
      Should so | with ci|vil and / unci|vil arms
            ,       ,           ,     ,       ,
      Be rushed | upon:| Thy thrice-|noble | cousin,
       ,       ,       ,            ,         ,           ,  ->
      Harry | Boling|broke, doth | humbly | kiss thy || hand;
             ,        ,  2        ,          ,
      And | by the | honora|ble tomb | he swears,
              ,       ,           x       T    T      T
      That stands | upon | your royal | grandsire's bones,
           ,        ,      ,         ,            ,
      And by | the roy|alties | of both | your bloods,
        ,                 ,           ,          ,          ,
      (Currents | that spring | from one | most^gra|cious head)
           ,        ,        ,     .  T   T    T
      And by | the bu|ried hand | of warlike Gaunt,
           ,         ,          ,      ,        ,
      And by | the worth | and ho|nor of | himself,
          ,        ,          ,         ,          ,
      Compri|sing all | that may | be sworn,| or said,
           ,       ,        ,        ,         ,
      His co|ming hi|ther hath | no fur|ther scope,
        ,             ,   2   ,      ,       2    ,
      Than for | his li|neal roy|alties | and to beg
          ,    ,            ,   2    ,         ,
      Enfran|chisement | imme|diate on | his knees:
             ,        ,      ,       ,        ,
      Which on | thy roy|al par|ty gran|ted once,
            ,    2      ,         ,         ,         ,
      His glit|tering arms | he will | commend | to rust,
           ,         ,         ,         ,          ,
      His bar|bed steeds | to sta|bles, and | his heart
           ,        ,        ,         ,    ,
      To faith|ful ser|vice of | your ma|jesty.
        T     T    T    ,   2          ,          ,
      This swears he,| as he is | a prince,| is just,
           ,   ,   2     ,    2        ,       ,
      And as | I am a | gentleman,| I cre|dit him.
 
KING RICHARD II
           ,       ,          ,          ,        ,
      Northum|berland,| say thus:| the king | returns,
           ,      ,     2     ,      ,         ,
      His no|ble cou|sin is right | welcome | hither,
           ,         ,       ,         ,        ,
      And all | the num|ber of | his fair | demands
        ,     2    ,                ,     ,      ,
      Shall be ac|complished | without | contra|diction:
            ,         ,         ,     ,            ,
      With all | the gra|cious ut|terance | thou hast,
        ,             ,       ,         ,         ,
      Speak to | his gen|tle hea|ring kind | commends.
          ,       ,          ,      ,         2    ,
      We do | debase | ourselves |(cousin)| do we not,
           ,         ,       ,         ,          ,
      To look | so poor|ly, and | to speak | so fair?
                   ,    ,         ,       ,          ,
      Shall we / call back | Northum|berland,| and send
         ,       ,         ,              ,  ,
      Defi|ance to | the trai|tor, and / so die?
 
DUKE OF AUMERLE
       ,              ,            ,           ,        ,
      No, good | my lord,| let's fight | with gen|tle words,
             ,            ,             ,              ,         ,
      Till time | lend^friends,| and friends | their help|ful swords.
 
KING RICHARD II
          ,        ,          ,            ,          ,
      Oh God,| oh God,| that ere | this tongue | of mine,
             ,         ,               ,    ,       ,
      That laid | the sen|tence of / dread ba|nishment
       .   T    T    T             ,        ,       ,
      On yond proud man,| should take | it off | again
             ,          ,     ,        ,             ,
      With words | of sooth:| O that | I were | as great
          ,        ,         ,        ,         ,
      As is | my grief,| or les|ser than | my name,
           ,        ,         ,         ,          ,
      Or that | I could | forget | what I | have been,
          ,       ,        ,        ,        ,
      Or not | remem|ber what | I must | be now:
         ,                   ,            ,           ,          ,
      Swellst thou | proud^heart?| I'll give | thee scope | to beat,  ??
              ,           ,          ,           ,         ,
      Since foes | have scope | to beat | both thee | and me.
 
DUKE OF AUMERLE
           ,       ,            ,          ,       ,
      Northum|berland | comes back | from Bo|lingbroke.
 
KING RICHARD II
        ,               ,        ,          ,       ,
      What must | the king | do now?| Must^he | submit?
            ,           ,         ,        ,       ,
      The king | shall do | it: must | he be | deposed?
            ,           ,       ,         ,         ,
      The king | shall be | conten|ted: must | he lose
            ,         ,         ,       ,            ,
      The name | of king?| Of God's | name let | it go.
             ,        ,       ,       ,         ,
      I'll give | my jew|els for | a set | of beads,
          ,         ,        ,       ,      ,
      My gor|geous pa|lace, for | a her|mitage,
          ,       ,      ,         ,          ,
      My gay | appa|rel for | an alms|man's gown,
          ,        ,         ,        ,         ,
      My fig|ured gob|lets, for | a dish | of wood,
           ,        ,       ,          ,        ,
      My scep|ter, for | a pal|mer's walk|ing staff,
          ,           ,        ,        ,         ,
      My sub|jects*, for | a pair | of car|ved saints,
                 ,     ,        ,       ,        ,
      And my / large king|dom, for | a lit|tle grave,
         ,       ,        ,             ,     ,
      A lit|tle lit|tle grave,| an ob/scure grave.
           ,        ,                   ,     ,  ,
      Or I'll | be bu|ried in the // king's highway,
            ,        ,        ,            ,           ,
      Some^way | of com|mon trade,| where sub|jects' feet
            ,       ,       ,          ,   2         ,
      May hour|ly tram|ple on | their so|vereign's head:
       ,    2       ,            T    T      T         ,
      For on my | heart they | tread now, whilst | I live;
           ,        ,         ,      ,         ,
      And bu|ried once,| why not | upon | my head?
          ,             ,         ,        ,       ,       ->
      Aumerle,| thou weepst |(my ten|der-hear|ted cou||sin)
        ,       T    T   T           2      ,     ,
      We'll | make foul wea|ther with de/spised tears:
            ,           ,            ,          ,        ,
      Our sighs,| and they,| shall lodge | the sum|mer corn,
            ,         ,          ,       ,         ,
      And make | a dearth | in this | revol|ting land.
           ,          ,         ,         ,          ,
      Or shall | we play | the wan|tons with | our woes,
            ,           ,       ,            ,         ,
      And make | some pret|ty match,| with shed|ding tears?
           ,         ,                   ,   ,    ,
      As thus:| to drop | them still^u//pon one place,
        ,                ,       ,       ,          ,
      Till they | have fret|ted us | a pair | of graves
          ,          ,           ,        ,            ,
      Within | the earth:| and there|in laid,| there lies
           ,           ,              ,           ,         ,
      Two kin|smen, digged | their graves | with wee|ping eyes?
             ,          ,         ,            ,       ,
      Would not | this ill | do well?| Well* well,| I see
          ,         ,      ,          ,        ,
      I talk | but id|ly, and | you mock | at me.
             ,        ,          ,         ,       ,
      Most migh|ty prince,| my Lord | Northum|berland,
             ,          ,       ,         2     ,    ,
      What says | King Bo|lingbroke?| Will his ma|jesty
            ,         ,          ,          ,        ,
      Give^Ri|chard leave | to live | till Ri|chard die?
            ,       ,         ,       ,           ,
      You make | a leg,| and Bo|lingbroke | says aye.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
           ,               ,    ,          ,        ,
      My lord,| in the / base court | he doth | attend
           ,           ,       2      ,                ,    ,
      To speak | with you,| may it please | you to / come down.
 
KING RICHARD II
        T     T  .   T      ,    ,             ,
      Down, down I come,| like glis/tering | Phaethon,
       ,             ,            , ,      ,
      Wanting | the ma|nage of / unru|ly jades.
        2      ,      T      T    T              ,             ,
      In the base | court? Base court,| where* kings | grow* base,
           ,         ,          ,          ,          ,
      To come | at trai|tors' calls,| and do | them grace.
                 ,    ,            ,           ,            ,
      In the / base court | come^down:| Down^court,| down^king,  ??
       .    T     T     T             ,         ,              ,
      For night-owls shriek | where moun|ting larks | should sing.
 
[Exeunt from above]
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
             ,         ,    ,
      What says | his ma|jesty?
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
       ,             ,          ,
      Sorrow,| and grief | of heart  (tri with prev)
        ,           ,     ,                ,       ,
      Makes him | speak fond/ly, like^|a fran|tic man:
           ,        ,
      Yet he | is come.
 
[Enter KING RICHARD and his attendants below]
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
                              ,       ,
                       Stand^all | apart,
      <-      ,            ,   3  3     ,    ,
        And show || fair* du|ty to his ma|jesty.
 
[He kneels down]
                                                    ,          ,
                                                My gra|cious lord.
 
KING RICHARD II
             ,        ,        ,           ,         ,
      Fair* cou|sin, you | debase | your prince|ly knee
           ,     .    T    T     T            ,       ,
      To make | the base earth proud | with kiss|ing it:
          ,       ,         ,             ,           ,
      Me ra|ther had,| my heart | might feel | your love
                 ,   ,       ,               ,     ,
      Than my / unpleased | eye see*| your cour|tesy.
       T   Tx     T          ,         ,       ,
      Up cousin, up,| your heart | is up,| I know,
             ,         ,          ,            ,        ,
      Thus high | at least,| although | your knee | be low.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
          ,          ,        ,         ,          ,
      My gra|cious lord,| I come | but for | mine^own.
 
KING RICHARD II
            ,         ,         ,        ,          ,
      Your own | is yours,| and I | am yours,| and all.
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
          ,         ,         ,        ,        ,
      So far | be mine,| my most | redoub|ted lord,
                ,   ,         ,         ,            ,
      As my / true ser|vice shall | deserve | your love.
 
KING RICHARD II
        ,             ,            ,        ,          ,
      Well you | deserved:| they well | deserve | to have,
             ,           ,      2     ,       ,        ,
      That know | the strong|est and sur|est way | to get.
       ,        ,    2         T    T    T           ,
      Uncle | give me your | hand: nay, dry | your eyes;
        ,                  ,          ,           ,     ,
      Tears show*| their love,| but want | their re|medies.
       ,       ,   2        ,         ,         ,
      Cousin,| I am too | young to | be your | father,
              ,         ,       ,         ,        ,
      Though you | are old | enough | to be | my heir.
            ,           ,           ,         ,        ,
      What you | will have,| I'll give,| and wil|ling too,
           ,        ,           ,            ,        ,
      For do | we must,| what force | will have | us do.
           ,            ,        ,        ,       ,
      Set^on | towards^Lon|don: cou|sin, is | it so?
 
HENRY BOLINGBROKE
       ,                ,
      Yea, my | good* lord.
 
KING RICHARD II
                                ,         ,         ,
                           Then I | must not | say no.
 
[Flourish. Exeunt]

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