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- KING RICHARD THE SECOND
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- Act 5 Scene 1
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- (Enter the Queen, with her Ladies)
- l1l Queen This way the King will come. This is the way
- l2l To Julius CaesarÆs ill-erected Tower,
- l3l To whose flint bosom my condemnΦd lord
- l4l Is doomed a prisoner by proud Bolingbroke.
- l5l Here let us rest, if this rebellious earth
- l6l Have any resting for her true kingÆs queen.
- (Enter Richard and guard)
- l7l But soft, but seeùor rather do not seeù
- l8l My fair rose wither. Yet look up, behold,
- l9l That you in pity may dissolve to dew,
- l10l And wash him fresh again with true-love tears.ù
- l11l Ah, thou the model where old Troy did stand!
- l12l Thou map of honour, thou King RichardÆs tomb,
- l13l And not King Richard! Thou most beauteous inn:
- l14l Why should hard-favoured grief be lodged in thee,
- l15l When triumph is become an alehouse guest?
- l16l Richard Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so,
- l17l To make my end too sudden. Learn, good soul,
- l18l To think our former state a happy dream,
- l19l From which awaked, the truth of what we are
- l20l Shows us but this. I am sworn brother, sweet,
- l21l To grim necessity, and he and I
- l22l Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France,
- l23l And cloister thee in some religious house.
- l24l Our holy lives must win a new worldÆs crown,
- l25l Which our profane hours here have stricken down.
- l26l Queen What, is my Richard both in shape and mind
- l27l Transformed and weakenΦd? Hath Bolingbroke
- l28l Deposed thine intellect? Hath he been in thy heart?
- l29l The lion dying thrusteth forth his paw
- l30l And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage
- l31l To be oÆerpowered; and wilt thou, pupil-like,
- l32l Take the correction, mildly kiss the rod,
- l33l And fawn on rage with base humility,
- l34l Which art a lion and the king of beasts?
- l35l Richard A king of beasts indeed! If aught but beasts,
- l36l I had been still a happy king of men.
- l37l Good sometimes Queen, prepare thee hence for France.
- l38l Think I am dead, and that even here thou takÆst,
- l39l As from my death-bed, thy last living leave.
- l40l In winterÆs tedious nights, sit by the fire
- l41l With good old folks, and let them tell thee tales
- l42l Of woeful ages long ago betid;
- l43l And ere thou bid goodnight, to quit their griefs
- l44l Tell thou the lamentable fall of me,
- l45l And send the hearers weeping to their beds;
- l46l Forwhy the senseless brands will sympathize
- l47l The heavy accent of thy moving tongue,
- l48l And in compassion weep the fire out;
- l49l And some will mourn in ashes, some coal black,
- l50l For the deposing of a rightful king.
- (Enter the Earl of Northumberland)
- l51l Northumberland My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is changed.
- l52l You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower.
- l53l And, madam, there is order taÆen for you.
- l54l With all swift speed you must away to France.
- l55l Richard Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal
- l56l The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne,
- l57l The time shall not be many hours of age
- l58l More than it is ere foul sin, gathering head,
- l59l Shall break into corruption. Thou shalt think,
- l60l Though he divide the realm and give thee half,
- l61l It is too little helping him to all.
- l62l He shall think that thou, which knowÆst the way
- l63l To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again,
- l64l Being neÆer so little urged another way,
- l65l To pluck him headlong from the usurpΦd throne.
- l66l The love of wicked friends converts to fear,
- l67l That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both
- l68l To worthy danger and deservΦd death.
- l69l Northumberland My guilt be on my head, and there an end.
- l70l Take leave and part, for you must part forthwith.
- l71l Richard Doubly divorced! Bad men, you violate
- l72l A twofold marriage: Ætwixt my crown and me,
- l73l And then betwixt me and my married wife.
- (To the Queen)
- l74l Let me unkiss the oath Ætwixt thee and meù
- l75l And yet not so, for with a kiss Ætwas made.
- l76l Part us, Northumberland: I towards the north,
- l77l Where shivering cold and sickness pines the clime;
- l78l My queen to France, from whence set forth in pomp
- l79l She came adornΦd hither like sweet May,
- l80l Sent back like Hallowmas or shortÆst of day.
- l81l Queen And must we be divided? Must we part?
- l82l Richard Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart.
- l83l Queen Banish us both, and send the King with me.
- l84l [Northumberland] That were some love, but little policy.
- l85l Queen Then whither he goes, thither let me go.
- l86l Richard So two together weeping make one woe.
- l87l Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here.
- l88l Better far off than, near, be neÆer the neaÆer.
- l89l Go count thy way with sighs, I mine with groans.
- l90l Queen So longest way shall have the longest moans.
- l91l Richard Twice for one step IÆll groan, the way being short,
- l92l And piece the way out with a heavy heart.
- l93l Come, come, in wooing sorrow letÆs be brief,
- l94l Since, wedding it, there is such length in grief.
- l95l One kiss shall stop our mouths, and dumbly part.
- l96l Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart.
- (They kiss)
- l97l Queen Give me mine own again. ÆTwere no good part
- l98l To take on me to keep and kill thy heart.
- (They kiss)
- l99l So now I have mine own again, be gone,
- l100l That I may strive to kill it with a groan.
- l101l Richard We make woe wanton with this fond delay.
- l102l Once more, adieu. The rest let sorrow say.
- (Exeunt [Richard guarded, and Northumberland at one
- door, the Queen and her Ladies at another door])