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Richard II

Act V, Scene 1

London. A street leading to the Tower.
 
[Enter QUEEN and Ladies]
 
QUEEN
            ,          ,           ,      ,            ,
      This way | the king | will come;| this is | the way
          ,   2   ,         ,     ,        x
      To Ju|lius Cae|sar's ill-|erec|ted tower:
           ,       ,    ,               ,        ,
      To whose | flint bo/som, my | condem|ned lord
            ,        ,    2           ,    ,       ,
      Is doomed | a pri|soner, by / proud Bo|lingbroke.
        ,             ,     ,           ,    2     ,
      Here let | us rest,| if this | rebel|lious earth
           ,     ,                    ,     ,     ,
      Have a|ny res|ting for her // true king's queen.
 
[Enter KING RICHARD II and Guard]
            ,         ,        ,            ,   ,
      But soft,| but see,| or ra|ther do / not see,
           ,      ,   ,                   ,       ,
      My fair | rose wi/ther: yet | look^up;| behold,
            ,        ,     ,         ,         ,
      That you | in pi|ty may | dissolve | to dew,
            ,          ,        ,           ,           ,
      And wash | him fresh | again | with true-|love^tears.
           ,         ,              ,    ,          ,
      Ah thou,| the mo|del where / old Troy | did stand,
            ,        ,               ,   ,           ,
      Thou map | of ho|nor, thou / King Ri|chard's tomb,
           ,          ,                 ,    ,    2    ,
      And not | King^Ri|chard: thou / most beau|teous inn,
       ,             T    Tx      T           ,          ,
      Why should | hard-favored grief | be lodged | in thee,
            ,        ,       ,        ,          ,
      When tri|umph is | become | an ale|house^guest?
 
KING RICHARD II
            ,           ,           ,       ,        ,
      Join^not | with grief,| fair wo|man, do | not so,
           ,        ,         ,         ,            ,
      To make | my end | too sud|den: learn | good soul,
           ,          ,        ,        ,       ,
      To think | our for|mer state | a hap|py dream,
             ,        ,           ,          ,        ,
      From which | awaked,| the truth | of what | we are,
        ,              ,             ,    ,          ,
      Shows us | but this.| I am / sworn bro|ther (sweet)
           ,       ,     ,        ,       ,
      To grim | neces|sity;| and he | and I
             ,         ,            ,      ,               ,
      Will keep | a league | till death.| Hie thee | to France
            ,         ,         ,       ,         ,
      And cloi|ster thee | in some | reli|gious house:
           ,      ,           ,    .  T     T      T
      Our ho|ly lives | must win | a new world's crown,
           2     ,         ,       ,           ,         __
      Which our pro|fane^hours | here have | stricken | down.
 
QUEEN
        ,            ,         ,         ,           ,
      What, is | my Ri|chard both | in shape | and mind
              ,           ,          ,     ,       ,
      Transformed,| and weak|ened? Hath | Boling|broke
      <-      ,           ,      ,               ,      2      ,
        De||posed thine^|intel|lect? Hath | he been | in thy heart?
           ,     ,        ,          ,          ,
      The li|on dy|ing, thrus|teth forth | his paw,
             ,           ,         ,         ,           ,
      And wounds | the earth,| if no|thing else,| with rage
          ,          x                  ,    ,       ,
      To be | orepowered:| and wilt / thou, pu|pil-like,
        ,            ,         ,        ,         ,
      Take thy | correc|tion mild|ly, kiss | the rod,
            ,         ,           ,       ,    ,
      And fawn | on rage | with base | humi|lity,
             ,       ,      ,        ,          ,
      Which art | a li|on, and | a king | of beasts?
 
KING RICHARD II
          ,          ,         ,         ,            ,
      A king | of beasts | indeed:| if aught | but beasts,
         ,           ,        ,       ,        ,
      I had | been still | a hap|py king | of men.
               ,         ,          ,           ,            ,
      Good* (some|time queen)| prepare | thee hence | for France:
        ,    2       ,              ,       ,           ,
      Think I am | dead, and | that e|ven here | thou takst,
       ,             ,     ,           T    Tx     T
      As from | my death-|bed, thy | last living leave.
          ,         ,   2      ,      ,             ,
      In win|ter's te|dious nights | sit by | the fire
             ,          ,          ,           ,           ,
      With good | old folks,| and let | them tell | thee tales
          ,      ,        ,      ,       ,
      Of woe|ful a|ges, long | ago | betide:
           ,          ,           ,          ,            ,
      And ere | thou bid | good^night,| to quit | their grief,
        ,    ,            ,          ,        ,
      Tell thou / the la|menta|ble tale | of me
            ,         ,        ,        ,           ,
      And send | the hea|rers wee|ping to | their beds:
           ,          ,           ,           ,      ,
      For why?| The sense|less brands | will sym|pathize
           ,      ,   ,            ,         ,
      The hea|vy ac|cent of | thy mo|ving tongue,
           ,       ,         ,         ,     ,
      And in | compas|sion weep | the fi|re out:
            ,           ,          x       T    T    T
      And some | will mourn | in ashes,| some coal-black,
       ,           ,       ,       ,         ,
      For the | depo|sing of | a right|ful king.
 
[Enter NORTHUMBERLAND and others]
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
           ,          ,        ,       ,           ,
      My lord,| the mind | of Bo|lingbroke | is changed.
            ,        ,         ,       ,         x
      You must | to Pom|fret, not | unto | the Tower.
           ,        ,         ,       ,         ,
      And ma|dam, there | is or|der tane | for you:
            ,      T     T    T        2  ,          ,
      With all | swift speed you | must away | to France.
 
KING RICHARD II
           ,       ,          ,        ,       ,
      Northum|berland,| thou lad|der where|withal
            ,        ,       ,         ,           ,
      The moun|ting Bo|lingbroke | ascends | my throne,
            ,           ,        ,      ,         ,
      The time | shall not | be ma|ny hours | of age,
        ,      2      ,          T   T    T    2      ,
      More than it | is, ere | foul sin, ga|thering head,
              ,        ,       ,          ,            ,
      Shalt break | into | corrup|tion: thou | shalt think,
              ,       ,          ,           ,           ,
      Though he | divide | the realm,| and give | thee half,
       ,           ,        ,        ,        ,
      It is | too lit|tle, hel|ping him | to all:
       T   T     T            ,             ,          ,
      He shall think,| that thou | which knowst | the way
           ,         ,         ,            ,       ,
      To plant | unright|ful kings,| wilt know | again,
        2     ,        ,        ,       ,       ,
      Being nere | so lit|tle urged | ano|ther way,
           ,           ,    ,                  ,      ,
      To pluck | him head|long from | the u/surped throne.
            ,         ,        ,           ,          ,
      The love | of wick|ed friends | converts | to fear;
        T    T    .   T          ,           ,         ,
      That fear, to hate;| and hate | turns one,| or both,
          ,       ,        ,       ,        ,
      To wor|thy dan|ger, and | deser|ved death.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
           ,         ,        ,          ,         ,
      My guilt | be on | my head,| and there | an end:
             ,           ,         ,           ,           ,
      Take leave,| and part,| for you | must part | forthwith.
 
KING RICHARD II
        ,   2      T     T   T         ,    ,
      Doubly di|vorced? Bad men,| you vi|olate
      .  T   T   T            ,          ,          ,
      A twofold mar|riage, 'twixt | my crown,| and me,
            ,        ,      ,            ,         ,
      And then | betwixt | me, and | my mar|ried wife.
       ,           ,          ,            ,         ,
      Let me | unkiss | the oath |'twixt thee,| and me;
           ,         ,         ,        ,           ,
      And yet | not so,| for with | a kiss |'twas made,
        ,            ,       ,    ,                ,
      Part us,| Northum|berland:| I toward | the north,
             ,    2      ,          ,         ,           ,
      Where shi|vering cold | and sick|ness pines | the clime:
           ,           ,             ,           ,          ,
      My queen | to France:| from whence,| set forth | in pomp,
            ,      ,       ,               ,    ,
      She came | ador|ned hi|ther like*/ sweet May,
             ,          ,      ,          ,          ,
      Sent^back | like Hal|lowmas,| or shortst | of day.
 
QUEEN
            ,        ,      ,        ,         ,
      And must | we be | divi|ded? Must | we part?
 
KING RICHARD II
       T     T    .    T         ,          ,            ,
      Aye, hand from^hand |(my love)| and heart | from heart.  ??
 
QUEEN
       ,            ,          ,          ,          ,
      Banish | us both | and send | the king | with me.
 
NORTHUMBERLAND
        ,                ,         ,       ,    ,
      That were | some love | but lit|tle po|licy.
 
QUEEN
            ,        ,     ,    ,              ,
      Then whi|ther he | goes, thi/ther let | me go.
 
KING RICHARD II
          ,       ,         Tx        T   T   T
      So two | toge|ther weeping*,| make one woe.
             ,         ,         ,               ,    ,
      Weep^thou | for me | in France,| I for / thee here;
       ,            ,           ,         ,          ,
      Better | far^off,| than near,| be nere | the near.
            ,          ,           ,         ,            ,
      Go* count | thy way | with sighs,| I mine | with groans.
 
QUEEN
           ,       ,            ,          ,        ,
      So long|est way | shall have | the long|est moans.
 
KING RICHARD II
        ,               ,           ,          ,      2     ,
      Twice for | one^step | I'll groan,| the way | being short,
            ,          ,     ,            ,       ,
      And piece | the way | out with | a hea|vy heart.
        T     T    .  T       ,        ,          ,
      Come, come, in woo|ing sor|row let's | be brief,
             ,        ,          ,           ,          ,
      Since^wed|ding it,| there is | such^length | in grief;
            ,            ,           ,           ,       ,
      One^kiss | shall stop | our mouths,| and dumb|ly part;
             ,        ,          ,         ,         ,
      Thus give | I mine,| and thus | take I | thy heart.
 
QUEEN
        ,             ,       ,            ,           ,
      Give me | mine^own | again:| 'twere no | good* part,
           ,        ,        ,          ,          ,
      To take | on me | to keep,| and kill | thy heart.
       ,   ,                   ,       ,         ,
      So, now / I have | mine^own | again,| be gone,
           ,            ,          ,         ,        ,
      That I | might strive | to kill | it with | a groan.
 
KING RICHARD II
       .   T   T   T        ,           ,       ,
      We make woe wan|ton with | this fond | delay:
             ,       ,          ,         ,       ,
      Once^more | adieu;| the rest,| let sor|row say.
 
[Exeunt]

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