Richard II (Quarto 1, 1597)
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The Tragedie of
¶By heauen Ile hate him euerlastingly,
¶That bids me be of comfort any more.
¶Go to Flint Castle, there Ile pine away,
¶That power I haue, discharge, and let them goe
¶To eare the land that hath some hope to grow,
¶For I haue none, let no man speake againe,
¶To alter this, for counsell is but vaine.
1575Aum. My Liege, one word.
¶King He does me double wrong,
¶That wounds me with the flatteries of his tong.
¶Discharge my followers, let them hence away,
¶From Richards night, to Bullingbrookes faire day.
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Enter Bull. Yorke, North.
¶Bull. So that by this intelligence we learne
¶Is gone to meete the King, who lately landed
¶North. The newes is very faire and good my lord,
¶Richard not farre from hence hath hid his head.
¶To say King Richard; alacke the heauy day,
¶Left I his title out.
¶For taking so the head, your whole heads length:
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