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Richard II (Folio 1, 1623)
34The life and death of Richard the second.
1358Scena Secunda.
1360Enter Richard, Aumerle, Carlile, and Souldiers.
1362Au. Yea, my Lord: how brooks your Grace the ayre,
1363After your late tossing on the breaking Seas?
1365To stand vpon my Kingdome once againe.
1366Deere Earth, I doe salute thee with my hand,
1367Though Rebels wound thee with their Horses hoofes:
1368As a long parted Mother with her Child,
1369Playes fondly with her teares, and smiles in meeting;
1370So weeping, smiling, greet I thee my Earth,
1371And doe thee fauor with my Royall hands.
1372Feed not thy Soueraignes Foe, my gentle Earth,
1373Nor with thy Sweetes, comfort his rauenous sence:
1374But let thy Spiders, that suck vp thy Venome,
1375And heauie-gated Toades lye in their way,
1376Doing annoyance to the trecherous feete,
1378Yeeld stinging Nettles to mine Enemies;
1379And when they from thy Bosome pluck a Flower,
1380Guard it I prethee with a lurking Adder,
1381Whose double tongue may with a mortall touch
1382Throw death vpon thy Soueraignes Enemies.
1385Proue armed Souldiers, ere her Natiue King
1386Shall falter vnder foule Rebellious Armes.
1387Car. Feare not my Lord, that Power that made you King
1393That when the searching Eye of Heauen is hid
1394Behind the Globe, that lights the lower World,
1395Then Theeues and Robbers raunge abroad vnseene,
1396In Murthers and in Out-rage bloody here:
1397But when from vnder this Terrestriall Ball
1399And darts his Lightning through eu'ry guiltie hole,
1401(The Cloake of Night being pluckt from off their backs)
1403So when this Theefe, this Traytor Bullingbrooke,
1404Who all this while hath reuell'd in the Night,
1407Not able to endure the sight of Day;
1409Not all the Water in the rough rude Sea
1410Can wash the Balme from an anoynted King;
1411The breath of worldly men cannot depose
1412The Deputie elected by the Lord:
1413For euery man that Bullingbrooke hath prest,
1415Heauen for his Richard hath in heauenly pay
1416A glorious Angell: then if Angels fight,
1418Enter Salisbury.
1419Welcome my Lord, how farre off lyes your Power?
1421Then this weake arme; discomfort guides my tongue,
1423One day too late, I feare (my Noble Lord)
1424Hath clouded all thy happie dayes on Earth:
1425Oh call backe Yesterday, bid Time returne,
1427To day, to day, vnhappie day too late
1428Orethrowes thy Ioyes, Friends, Fortune, and thy State;
1429For all the Welchmen hearing thou wert dead,
1432pale?
1434Did triumph in my face, and they are fled,
1435And till so much blood thither come againe,
1436Haue I not reason to looke pale, and dead?
1438For Time hath set a blot vpon my pride.
1439Aum. Comfort my Liege, remember who you are.
1442Is not the Kings Name fortie thousand Names?
1444At thy great glory. Looke not to the ground,
1445Ye Fauorites of a King: are wee not high?
1446High be our thoughts: I know my Vnckle Yorke
1450Then can my care-tun'd tongue deliuer him.
1451Rich. Mine eare is open, and my heart prepar'd:
1453Say, Is my Kingdome lost? why 'twas my Care:
1454And what losse is it to be rid of Care?
1455Striues Bullingbrooke to be as Great as wee?
1458Reuolt our Subiects? That we cannot mend,
1459They breake their Faith to God, as well as vs:
1461The worst is Death, and Death will haue his day.
1463To beare the tidings of Calamitie.
1465Which make the Siluer Riuers drowne their Shores,
1467So high, aboue his Limits, swells the Rage
1468Of Bullingbrooke, couering your fearefull Land
1469With hard bright Steele, and hearts harder then Steele:
1470White Beares haue arm'd their thin and hairelesse Scalps
1472Striue to speake bigge, and clap their female ioints
1474Thy very Beads-men learne to bend their Bowes
1475Of double fatall Eugh: against thy State
1477Against thy Seat both young and old rebell,
1480Where is the Earle of Wiltshire? where is Bagot?
1481What is become of Bushie? where is Greene?
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