The Tragedie of Richard D. of
996852King. I prethe giue no limits to my tongue,
997853I am a king and priuiledge to
speake.
998854Clif. My Lord the wound that bred this meeting here
999855Cannot be cru'd with words, therefore be
still.
1000856Rich. Then executioner vn
sheath thy
sword,
1001857By him that made vs all I am re
solu'de,
1002858That
Cliffords manhood hangs vpon his tongue.
1003859Edw. What
sai
st thou
Henry,
shall
I haue my right
1004861A thou
sand men haue broke their fa
st to daie,
1005862That nere
shall dine, vnle
sse thou yeeld the crowne.
1006863War. If thou denie their blouds be on thy head,
1007864For
Yorke in iu
stice puts his armour on.
1008865Prin. If all be right that
Warwike saies is right,
1009866There is no wrong but all things mu
st be right.
1010867Rich. Who
soeuer got thee, there thy mother
stands,
1011868For well I wot thou ha
st thy mothers tongue.
1012869Queen. But thou art neither like thy
sire nor dam,
1013870But like a
soule mi
shapen
stygmaticke
1014871Markt by the de
stinies to be auoided,
1015872As venome Todes, or Lizards fainting lookes.
1016873Rich. Iron of
Naples, hid with Engli
sh gilt,
1017874Thy father beares the title of a king,
1018875As if a channell
should be calde the Sea;
1019876Shames thou not, knowing from whence thou art de-
1020877Riu'de, to parlie thus with Englands lawfull heires?
1021878Edw. A wi
spe of
straw were worth a thou
sand crowns,
1022879To make that
shamele
sse callet know her
selfe,
1027880Thy hu
sbands father reueld in the hart of
France,
1028881And tam'de the French, and made the Dolphin
stoope:
1029882And had he macht according to his
state,
He