Richard II (Quarto 1, 1597)
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Enter Bullingbrookewith the Lords to parliament.
1925Now Bagot, freely speake thy mind,
¶Who wrought it with the King, and who performde
¶The bloudy office of his timeles end.
¶Bagot My Lord Aumerle, I know your daring tong
¶Scornes to vnsay what once it hath deliuered.
¶In that dead time when Glocesters death was plotted
¶I heard you say, Is not my arme of length,
¶As farre as Callice to mine vncles head?
¶Amongst much other talke that very time
¶The offer of an hundred thousand crownes,
1940Then Bullingbrookes returne to England, adding withall,
¶Aum. Princes and noble Lords,
1945On equall termes to giue them chasticement?
¶With the attainder of his slaunderous lippes,
¶There is my gage, the manual seale of death,
¶In thy heart bloud, though being all too base
¶There is my gage Aumerle, in gage to thine;
¶And I will turne thy falshoode to thy heart,
¶Where it was forged with my rapiers point.
¶Aum. Fitzwaters, thou art damnd to hell for this.
¶In this appeale as thou art all vniust,
¶And that thou art so, there I throwe my gage,
1970To prooue it on thee to the extreamest point
¶Aum. And if I do not, may my hands rot off,
¶Ouer the glittering helmet of my foe.
¶And spurre thee on with full as many lies
¶As it may be hollowed in thy treacherous eare
.5Ingage it to the triall if thou darest.
1975Sur. My lord Fitzwater, I do remember well
¶The very time (Aumerle) and you did talke.
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1980And you can witnes with me this is true.
¶That it shall render vengeance and reuenge,
¶Till thou the lie-giuer, and that lie do lie,
¶In earth as quiet as thy fathers scull.
¶In proofe whereof there is my honours pawne,
1990Ingage it to the triall if thou darst.
¶If I dare eate, or drinke, or breathe, or liue,
¶I dare meet Surry in a wildernes,
1995And lies, and lies: there is bond of faith,
¶To tie thee to my strong correction:
¶As I intende to thriue in this new world,
¶Aumerle is guiltie of my true appeale.
¶To execute the noble Duke at Callice.
¶That Norffolke lies, heere do I throwe downe this,
¶If he may be repeald to trie his honour.
¶And though mine enimie, restord againe
¶To all his landes and signiories: when he is returnd,
¶Manie a time hath banisht Norffolke fought,
¶Against blacke Pagans, Turkes, and Saracens,
2015And toild with workes of warre, retird himselfe
¶To Italie, and there at Venice gaue
¶His bodie to that pleasant Countries earth,
¶Of good olde Abraham: Lords Appellants,
2025Till we assigne you to your daies of triall.
Enter Yorke
¶From plume-pluckt Richard, who with willing soule,
¶Adopts the heire, and his high scepter yeeldes,
¶And long liue Henry fourth of that name.
¶Car. Mary God forbid.
¶Would God that any in this noble presence,
¶Were enough noble to be vpright iudge
2040Learne him forbearance from so foule a wrong,
¶Theeues are not iudgd but they are by to heare,
¶Although apparant guilt be seene in them,
¶His Captaine, steward, deputy, elect,
¶Annointed, crowned, planted, many yeares
¶Be iudgd by subiect and infetiour breath,
¶Stird vp by God thus boldly for his King,
¶My Lord of_Hereford here whom you call King,
2055Is a foule traitour to proud Herefords King,
¶And if you crowne him let me prophesie,
¶And future ages groane for this foule act,
2060And in this seate of peace, tumultuous warres,
¶Shall kin with kin, and kinde with kind confound:
¶Disorder, horror, feare, and mutiny,
¶Shall heere inhabit, and this land be cald,
¶That euer fell vpon this cursed earth:
We solemnly proclaime our Coronation,
2245Lords be ready all.
Exeunt.
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Manent West. Caleil, Aumerle.
¶Abbot. A wofull Pageant haue we heere beheld.
¶Car. The woe's to come, the children yet vnborne,
¶Aum. You holy Clergy men, is there no plot,
2250To ridde the realme of this pernitious blot?
¶You shall not onely take the Sacrament,
¶To burie mine intents, but also to effect,
¶Your harts of sorrow, and your eies of teares:
¶Come home with me to supper, Ile lay a plot,
¶Shall shew vs all a merrie daie.
Exeunt.
