465446And on my face he turn'd an eie of death,

466447Trembling euen at the name of Mortimer.

467448Worst. I cannot blame him, was not he proclaim'd

468449By Richard that dead is, the next of bloud?

469450North. He was, I heard the proclamation:

470451And then it was, when the vnhappy king,

471452(Whose wrongs in vs God pardon) did set forth

472453Vpon his Irish expedition;

473454From whence he intercepted, did returne

474455To be depos'd, and shortly murdered.

475456Worst. And for whose death, we in the worlds wide mouth

476457Liue scandaliz'd and fouly spoken of.

477458Hot. But soft, I pray you did king Richard then

478459Proclaime my brother Edmund Mortimer

479460Heire to the crowne?

480461North. He did, my selfe did heare it.

481462Hot. Nay then I cannot blame his coosen king,

482463That wisht him on the barren mountaines starue,

483464But shal it be that you that set the crowne

484465Vpon the head of this forgetful man,

485466And for his sake weare the detested blot

486467Of murtherous subornation? shal it be

487468That you a world of curses vndergo,

488469Being the agents, or base second meanes,

489470The cordes, the ladder, or the hangman rather,

490471O pardon me, that I descend so low,

491472To shew the line and the predicament,

492473Wherein you range vnder this subtil king!

493474Shall it for shame be spoken in these daies,

494475Or fil vp Chronicles in time to come,

495476That men of your nobility and power

496477Did gage them both in an vniust behalfe,

497478(As both of you God pardon it, haue done)

498479To put down Richard, that sweet louely Rose,

499480And plant this thorne, this canker Bullingbrooke?

500481And shal it in more shame be further spoken,

501482That you are foold, discarded, and shooke off

502483By him, for whom these shames ye vnderwent?