Richard II (Folio 1, 1623)

 1283Scoena Quarta. 
 1284Enter Salisbury, and a Captaine.
 1285Capt. My Lord of Salisbury, we haue stayd ten dayes,
 1286And hardly kept our Countreymen together,
 1287And yet we heare no tidings from the King;
 1288Therefore we will disperse our selues: farewell.
 1289Sal. Stay yet another day, thou trustie Welchman,
 1290The King reposeth all his confidence in thee.
 1291Capt. 'Tis thought the King is dead, we will not stay;
 1292The Bay-trees in our Countrey all are wither'd,
 1293And Meteors fright the fixed Starres of Heauen;
 1294The pale-fac'd Moone lookes bloody on the Earth,
 1295And leane-look'd Prophets whisper fearefull change;
 1296Rich men looke sad, and Ruffians dance and leape,
 1297The one in feare, to loose what they enioy,
 1298The other to enioy by Rage, and Warre:
 1299These signes fore-run the death of Kings.
 1300Farewell, our Countreymen are gone and fled,
 1301As well assur'd Richard their King is dead. Exit.
 1302Sal. Ah Richard, with eyes of heauie mind,
 1303I see thy Glory, like a shooting Starre,
 1304Fall to the base Earth, from the Firmament:
 1305Thy Sunne sets weeping in the lowly West,
 1306Witnessing Stormes to come, Woe, and Vnrest:
 1307Thy Friends are fled, to wait vpon thy Foes,
 1308And crossely to thy good, all fortune goes.  Exit.

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Richard II (Folio 1, 1623)