The Tragedie of Richard D. of
876729Doth not the obie
ct plea
se your eie my Lord?
877730King. Euen as the rockes plea
se them that feare their
879732Withhold reuenge deare God, tis not my fault,
880733Nor wittinglie haue I infringde my vow.
881734Clif. My gratious Lord, this too much lenitie,
882735And harmefull pittie mu
st be laid a
side,
883736To whom do Lyons ca
st their gentle lookes?
884737Not to the bea
st that would v
surpe his den.
885738Who
se hand is that the
sauage Beare doth licke?
886739Not his that
spoiles his young before his face.
887740Who
se
scapes the lurking
serpentes mortall
sting?
888741Not he that
sets his foot vpon her backe.
889742The
smalle
st worme will turne being troden on,
890743And Doues will pecke, in re
scue of their broode.
891744Ambitious
Yorke did leuell at thy Crowne,
892745Thou
smiling, while he knit his angrie browes.
893746He but a Duke, would haue his
sonne a king,
894747And rai
se his i
ssue like a louing
sire.
895748Thou being a king ble
st with a goodlie
sonne,
896749Did
st giue con
sent to di
sinherit him,
897750Which argude thee a mo
st vnnaturall father.
898751Vnrea
sonable creatures feed their yong,
899752And though mans face be fearefull to their eies,
900753Yet in prote
ction of their tender ones,
901754Who hath not
seene them euen with tho
se
same wings
902755Which they haue
sometime v
sde in fearefull
flight,
903756Make warre with him, that climes vnto their ne
st,
904757O
ffring their owne liues in their yongs defence?
905758For
shame my Lord, make them your pre
sident,
906759Were it not pittie that this goodlie boy,
Should