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LANGLEY. The DUKE OF YORK's garden.
[Enter the QUEEN and two Ladies]
QUEEN
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What sport | shall we | devise | here in this |
garden,
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To drive | away | the hea|vy thought | of care?
LADY
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Madam,| we'll play | at bowls. \\
QUEEN
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'Twill make | me think | the world | is full | of
rubs,
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And that | my for|tune rubs | against | the
bias.
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madam, we'll dance. \\
QUEEN
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My legs | can keep | no meas|ure in | delight,
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When my / poor heart | no meas|ure keeps | in
grief.
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Therefore | no dan|cing (girl)| some oth|er
sport.
LADY
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Madam,| we'll tell | tales.
QUEEN
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Of | sorrow,| or of || grief?
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Of | either,| madam.
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Of neith|er, girl.
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For if | of joy,| being alto|gether | wanting,
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It doth | remem|ber me | the more | of sorrow:
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Or if | of grief,| being al|togeth|er had,
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It adds | more sor/row to | my want | of joy:
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For what | I have,| I need | not to | repeat;
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And what | I want,| it boots | not to | complain.
LADY
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Madam,| I'll sing.
QUEEN
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'Tis well | that thou | hast cause:
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But thou | shouldst please | me bet|ter, wouldst
| thou weep.
LADY
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I could | weep, mad/am, would | it do | you good.
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And I | could sing,| would weep|ing do | me good,
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And nev|er bor|row an|y tear | of thee.
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But stay,| here comes | the gard|eners,|
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Let's^step | into | the shad|ow of / these trees.
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My wretch|edness,| unto | a row | of pins,
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They'll talk | of state:| for ev|ery one | doth^so,
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Against | a change;| woe is | forerun | with woe.
[QUEEN and Ladies retire]
GARDENER
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Go bind | thou up | yon dang|ling ap|ricocks,
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Which^like | unru|ly child|ren, make | their sire
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Stoop with | oppres|sion of | their prod|igal
weight:
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Give some*| support|ance to | the bend|ing twigs.
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Go thou,| and like | an ex|ecu|tioner
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Cut off the | heads of | too fast grow|ing
sprays,
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That look | too* loft|y in | our com|monwealth:
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All must be ev|en, in | our* gov|ernment.
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You thus^|employed,| I will | go root | away
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The nois|ome weeds,| which with|out^prof|it suck
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The soil's | fertil|ity | from whole|some flowers.
SERVANT
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Why should | we, in | the comp|ass of | a pale,
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Keep law and form,| and due | propor|tion,
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Showing | as in a | model | our* firm | estate?
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When our / sea-walled | garden,| the whole |
land,
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Is || full of | weeds, her | fairest | flowers
choked up,
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Her fruit-|trees^all |upturned,| her hedg|es
ruined,
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Her knots | disord|ered, and | her whole|some
herbs
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Swarming | with cat|erpil|lars.
GARDENER
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Hold | thy peace.
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He that | hath suf|fered this | disord|ered
spring,
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Hath now | himself | met with | the fall | of
leaf.
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The weeds | which his broad-|spreading | leaves
did | shelter,
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That seemed | in eat|ing him | to hold | him up,
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Are pulled | up, root | and all,| by
Bol|ingbroke:
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I mean | the Earl | of Wilt|shire, Bush|y, Green.
SERVANT
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What are | they dead?
GARDENER
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They are; \\
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And Bol|ingbroke | hath seized | the waste|ful
king.
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Oh, what | pity | is it,| that he | had not | so
trimmed
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And dressed | his land,| as we | this gard|en, at
time | of year, (hex with prev)
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And wound | the bark,| the skin | of our /
fruit-trees,
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Lest be|ing ov|er-proud | in sap | and blood,
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With too | much rich/es it | confound | itself?
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Had he | done so,| to great | and grow|ing men,
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They might | have lived | to bear,| and he | to
taste
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Their fruits | of du|ty. su|perfluous | branches
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We lop | away,| that bear|ing boughs | may live:
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Had he | done so,| himself | had borne | the
crown,
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Which waste | of idle | hours, hath | quite
thrown down.
SERVANT
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What think | you then | the king | shall be |
deposed?
GARDENER
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Depressed | he is | alrea|dy, and | deposed
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'Tis doubt | he will | be. Let|ters came | last^night
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To a dear | friend of | the good | Duke of |
York's,
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That || tell black tid|ings. \\
QUEEN
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Oh I am | pressed to | death through | want of |
speaking:
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Thou old | Adam's | likeness,| set to | dress
this | garden:
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How dares | thy harsh | rude tongue sound | this
unpleas|ing news (hex with prev)
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What Eve?| What serp|ent hath | suggest|ed thee,
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To make | a sec|ond fall | of curs|ed man?
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Why dost | thou say,| King Rich|ard is | deposed?
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Darst thou,| thou lit|tle bet|ter thing | than
earth,
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Divine | his down|fall*? Say,| where, when, and how,
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Camst thou | by this / ill tid|ings? Speak | thou
wretch.
GARDENER
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Pardon | me mad|am: lit|tle joy | have I
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To breathe | these news;| yet what | I say,| is
true;
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King Rich|ard, he | is in | the migh|ty hold
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Of Bol|ingbroke,| their fort|unes both | are
weighed:
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In your / lord's scale,| is noth|ing but |
himself,
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And some / few van|ities,| that make | him light:
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But in | the bal|ance of / great Bol|ingbroke,
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Besides | himself,| are all | the Eng|lish peers,
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And with | that^odds | he weighs | King^Rich|ard
down.
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Post you to | London,| and you | will find | it
so,
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I speak | no more,| than ev|ery one | doth know.
QUEEN
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Nimble | mischance,| that art | so light | of
foot,
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Doth not | thy em|bassage | belong | to me?
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And am | I last | that knows | it? Oh | thou
thinkst
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To serve | me last,| that I | may long|est keep
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Thy sor|row in | my breast.| Come^lad|ies go,
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To meet | at Lon|don, Lon|don's king | in woe.
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What was | I born | to this:| that my / sad look,
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Should grace | the tri|umph of / great
Bol|ingbroke?
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Gardener,| for tel|ling me | this news | of woe,
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I would | the plants | thou graftst,| may nev|er
grow.
[Exeunt QUEEN and Ladies]
GARDENER
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Poor* queen,| so that | thy state | might be | no^worse,
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I would | my skill | were sub|ject to | thy
curse:
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Here did | she drop | a tear,| here^in | this
place
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I'll set | a bank | of rue,| sour herb of
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Rue, even | for ruth,| here* short|ly shall | be
seen,
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In the | remem|brance of | a weep|ing queen.
[Exeunt]