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  • Title: Richard II (Quarto 1, 1597)
  • Editor: Catherine Lisak
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-436-3

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    Author: William Shakespeare
    Editor: Catherine Lisak
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    Richard II (Quarto 1, 1597)

    The Tragedie of
    Both who he is, and why he commeth hither,
    325Thus plated in habiliments of warre,
    And formally according to our lawe,
    Depose him in the iustice of his cause.
    Mar. What is thy name? and wherfore comst thou hither?
    Before king Richard in his royall lists,
    330Against whom comes thou? and whats thy quarrell?
    Speake like a true Knight, so defend thee heauen.
    Bul. Harry of Herford, Lancaster and Darbie
    Am I, who ready here do stand in Armes
    To proue by Gods grace, and my bodies valour
    335In lists, on Thomas Mowbray Duke of Norffolke,
    That he is a traitour foule and dangerous,
    To God of heauen, king Richard and to me:
    And as I truely fight, defend me heauen.
    Mar. On paine of death, no person be so bold,
    340Or daring, hardy, as to touch the listes,
    Except the Martiall and such officers
    Appoynted to direct these faire designes.
    Bul. Lord Martiall, let me kisse my Souereignes hand,
    And bow my knee before his Maiestie,
    345For Mowbray and my selfe are like two men,
    That vow a long and wearie pilgrimage,
    Then let vs take a ceremonious leaue,
    And louing farewell of our seuerall friends.
    Mar. The appellant in all duety greetes your Highnes,
    350And craues to kisse your hand, and take his leaue.
    King We will descend and fold him in our armes,
    Coosin of Herford, as thy cause is right,
    So be thy fortune in this royall fight:
    Farewell my bloud, which if to day thou shead,
    355Lament we may, but not reuenge the dead.
    Bul. O let no noble eie prophane a teare
    For me, if I be gorde with Mowbraies speare:
    As confident as is the Falcons flight
    Against a bird, do I with Mowbray fight.
    360My louing Lord, I take my leaue of you: