1584Bull. So that by this intelligence we learne

1585The Welchmen are dispers'd, and Salisbury

1586Is gone to meet the King, who lately landed

1587With some few priuate friends, vpon this Coast.

1588North. The newes is very faire and good, my Lord,

1589Richard, not farre from hence, hath hid his head.

1590York. It would beseeme the Lord Northumberland,

1591To say King Richard: alack the heauie day,

1592When such a sacred King should hide his head.

1593North. Your Grace mistakes: onely to be briefe,

1594Left I his Title out.

1595York. The time hath beene,

1596Would you haue beene so briefe with him, he would

1597Haue beene so briefe with you, to shorten you,

1598For taking so the Head, your whole heads length.

1599Bull. Mistake not (Vnckle) farther then you should.

1600York. Take not (good Cousin) farther then you should.

1601Least you mistake the Heauens are ore your head.

1602Bull. I know it (Vnckle) and oppose not my selfe

1603Against their will. But who comes here?

1605Welcome Harry: what, will not this Castle yeeld?

1606Per. The Castle royally is mann'd, my Lord,

1607Against thy entrance.

1608Bull. Royally? Why, it containes no King?

1609Per. Yes (my good Lord)

1610It doth containe a King: King Richard lyes

1611Within the limits of yond Lime and Stone,

1612And with him, the Lord Aumerle, Lord Salisbury,

1613Sir Stephen Scroope, besides a Clergie man

1614Of holy reuerence; who, I cannot learne.

1615North. Oh, belike it is the Bishop of Carlile.

1616Bull. Noble Lord,

1617Goe to the rude Ribs of that ancient Castle,

1618Through Brazen Trumpet send the breath of Parle

1619Into his ruin'd Eares, and thus deliuer:

1620Henry Bullingbrooke vpon his knees doth kisse

1621King Richards hand, and sends allegeance

1622And true faith of heart to his Royall Person: hither come

1623Euen at his feet, to lay my Armes and Power,

1624Prouided, that my Banishment repeal'd,

1625And Lands restor'd againe, be freely graunted:

1626If not, Ile vse th' aduantage of my Power,

1627And lay the Summers dust with showers of blood,

1628Rayn'd from the wounds of slaughter'd Englishmen;

1629The which, how farre off from the mind of Bullingbrooke

1630It is, such Crimson Tempest should bedrench

1631The fresh grcene Lap of faire King Richards Land,

1632My stooping dutie tenderly shall shew.

1633Goe signifie as much, while here we march

1634Vpon the Grassie Carpet of this Plaine:

1635Let's march without the noyse of threatning Drum,

1636That from this Castles tatter'd Battlements

1637Our faire Appointments may be well perus'd.

1638Me thinkes King Richard and my selfe should meet

1639With no lesse terror then the Elements

1640Of Fire and Water, when their thundring smoake

1641At meeting teares the cloudie Cheekes of Heauen:

1642Be he the fire, Ile be the yeelding Water;

1643The Rage be his, while on the Earth I raine

1644My Waters on the Earth, and not on him.

1645March on, and marke King Richard how he lookes.

1649See, see, King Richard doth himselfe appeare

1650As doth the blushing discontented Sunne,

1651From out the fierie Portall of the East,

1652When he perceiues the enuious Clouds are bent

1653To dimme his glory, and to staine the tract

1654Of his bright passage to the Occident.

1655York. Yet lookes he like a King: behold his Eye

1656(As bright as is the Eagles) lightens forth

1657Controlling Maiestie: alack, alack, for woe,

1658That any harme should staine so faire a shew.

1659Rich. Wee are amaz'd, and thus long haue we stood

1660To watch the fearefull bending of thy knee,

1661Because we thought our selfe thy lawfull King:

1662And if we be, how dare thy ioynts forget

1663To pay their awfull dutie to our presence?

1664If we be not, shew vs the Hand of God,

1665That hath dismiss'd vs from our Stewardship,

1666For well wee know, no Hand of Blood and Bone

1667Can gripe the sacred Handle of our Scepter,

1668Vnlesse he doe prophane, steale, or vsurpe.

1669And though you thinke, that all, as you haue done,

1670Haue torne their Soules, by turning them from vs,

1671And we are barren, and bereft of Friends:

1672Yet know, my Master, God Omnipotent,

1673Is mustring in his Clouds, on our behalfe,

1674Armies of Pestilence, and they shall strike

1675Your Children yet vnborne, and vnbegot,

1676That lift your Vassall Hands against my Head,

1677And threat the Glory of my precious Crowne.

1678Tell Bullingbrooke, for yond me thinkes he is,

1679That euery stride he makes vpon my Land,

1680Is dangerous Treason: He is come to ope

1681The purple Testament of bleeding Warre;

1682But ere the Crowne he lookes for, liue in peace,

1683Ten thousand bloody crownes of Mothers Sonnes

1684Shall ill become the flower of Englands face,

1685Change the complexion of her Maid-pale Peace

1686To Scarlet Indignation, and bedew

1687Her Pastors Grasse with faithfull English Blood.

1688North. The King of Heauen forbid our Lord the King

1689Should so with ciuill and vnciuill Armes

1690Be rush'd vpon: Thy thrice-noble Cousin,

1691Harry Bullingbrooke, doth humbly kisse thy hand,

1692And by the Honorable Tombe he sweares,

1693That stands vpon your Royall Grandsires Bones,

1694And by the Royalties of both your Bloods,

1695(Currents that spring from one most gracious Head)

1696And by the buried Hand of Warlike Gaunt,

1697And by the Worth and Honor of himselfe,

1698Comprising all that may be sworne, or said,

1699His comming hither hath no further scope,

1700Then for his Lineall Royalties, and to begge

1701Infranchisement immediate on his knees:

1702Which on thy Royall partie graunted once,

1703His glittering Armes he will commend to'Rust,

1704His barbed Steedes to Stables, and his heart

1705To faithfull seruice of your Maiestie:

1706This sweares he, as he is a Prince, is iust,

1707And as I am a Gentleman, I credit him.

1708Rich. Northumberland, say thus: The King returnes,

1709His Noble Cousin is right welcome hither,

1710And all the number of his faire demands

1711Shall be accomplish'd without contradiction:

1712With all the gracious vtterance thou hast,

1713Speake to his gentle hearing kind commends.

1714We doe debase our selfe (Cousin) doe we not,

1715To looke so poorely, and to speake so faire?

1716Shall we call back Northumberland, and send

1717Defiance to the Traytor, and so die?

1718Aum. No, good my Lord, let's fight with gentle words,

1719Till time lend friends, and friends their helpeful Swords.

1720Rich. Oh God, oh God, that ere this tongue of mine,

1721That layd the Sentence of dread Banishment

1722On yond prowd man, should take it off againe

1723With words of sooth: Oh that I were as great

1724As is my Griefe, or lesser then my Name,

1725Or that I could forget what I haue beene,

1726Or not remember what I must be now:

1727Swell'st thou prowd heart? Ile giue thee scope to beat,

1728Since Foes haue scope to beat both thee and me.

1729Aum. Northumberland comes backe from Bulling-

1730brooke.

1731Rich. What must the King doe now? must he submit?

1732The King shall doe it: Must he be depos'd?

1733The King shall be contented: Must he loose

1734The Name of King? o' Gods Name let it goe.

1735Ile giue my Iewels for a sett of Beades,

1736My gorgeous Pallace, for a Hermitage,

1737My gay Apparrell, for an Almes-mans Gowne,

1738My figur'd Goblets, for a Dish of Wood,

1739My Scepter, for a Palmers walking Staffe,

1740My Subiects, for a payre of carued Saints,

1741And my large Kingdome, for a little Graue,

1742A little little Graue, an obscure Graue.

1743Or Ile be buryed in the Kings high-way,

1744Some way of common Trade, where Subiects feet

1745May howrely trample on their Soueraignes Head:

1746For on my heart they tread now, whilest I liue;

1747And buryed once, why not vpon my Head?

1748Aumerle, thou weep'st (my tender-hearted Cousin)

1749Wee'le make foule Weather with despised Teares:

1750Our sighes, and they, shall lodge the Summer Corne,

1751And make a Dearth in this reuolting Land.

1752Or shall we play the Wantons with our Woes,

1753And make some prettie Match, with shedding Teares?

1754As thus: to drop them still vpon one place,

1755Till they haue fretted vs a payre of Graues,

1756Within the Earth: and therein lay'd, there lyes

1757Two Kinsmen, digg'd their Graues with weeping Eyes?

1758Would not this ill, doe well? Well, well, I see

1759I talke but idly, and you mock at mee.

1760Most mightie Prince, my Lord Northumberland,

1761What sayes King Bullingbrooke? Will his Maiestie

1762Giue Richard leaue to liue, till Richard die?

1763You make a Legge, and Bullingbrooke sayes I.

1764North. My Lord, in the base Court he doth attend

1765To speake with you, may it please you to come downe.

1766Rich. Downe, downe I come, like glist'ring Phaeton,

1767Wanting the manage of vnruly Iades.

1768In the base Court? base Court, where Kings grow base,

1769To come at Traytors Calls, and doe them Grace.

1770In the base Court come down: down Court, down King,

1771For night-Owls shrike, where moũting Larks should sing.

1772Bull. What sayes his Maiestie?

1773North. Sorrow, and griefe of heart

1774Makes him speake fondly, like a frantick man:

1775Yet he is come.

1776Bull. Stand all apart,

1777And shew faire dutie to his Maiestie.

1778My gracious Lord.

1779Rich. Faire Cousin,

1780You debase your Princely Knee,

1781To make the base Earth prowd with kissing it.

1782Me rather had, my Heart might feele your Loue,

1783Then my vnpleas'd Eye see your Courtesie.

1784Vp Cousin, vp, your Heart is vp, I know,

1785Thus high at least, although your Knee be low.

1786Bull. My gracious Lord, I come but for mine

1787owne.

1788Rich. Your owne is yours, and I am yours, and

1789all.

1790Bull. So farre be mine, my most redoubted Lord,

1791As my true seruice shall deserue your loue.

1792Rich. Well you deseru'd:

1793They well deserue to haue,

1794That know the strong'st, and surest way to get.

1795Vnckle giue me your Hand: nay, drie your Eyes,

1796Teares shew their Loue, but want their Remedies.

1797Cousin, I am too young to be your Father,

1798Though you are old enough to be my Heire.

1799What you will haue, Ile giue, and willing to,

1800For doe we must, what force will haue vs doe.

1801Set on towards London:

1802Cousin, is it so?

1803Bull. Yea, my good Lord.

1804Rich. Then I must not say, no.