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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
    Peer Reviewed

    Richard II (Quarto 1, 1597)

    The Tragedie of
    1565Of that sweete way I was in to dispaire.
    What say you now? what comfort haue we now?
    By heauen Ile hate him euerlastingly,
    That bids me be of comfort any more.
    Go to Flint Castle, there Ile pine away,
    1570A King woes slaue shall kingly woe obey:
    That power I haue, discharge, and let them goe
    To eare the land that hath some hope to grow,
    For I haue none, let no man speake againe,
    To alter this, for counsell is but vaine.
    1575Aum. My Liege, one word.
    King He does me double wrong,
    That wounds me with the flatteries of his tong.
    Discharge my followers, let them hence away,
    From Richards night, to Bullingbrookes faire day.
    Enter Bull. Yorke, North.
    Bull. So that by this intelligence we learne
    1585The Welch men are disperst, and Salisburie
    Is gone to meete the King, who lately landed
    With some few priuate friends vpon this coast.
    North. The newes is very faire and good my lord,
    Richard not farre from hence hath hid his head.
    1590Yorke It would beseeme the Lord Northumberland
    To say King Richard; alacke the heauy day,
    When such a sacred King should hide his head.
    North. Your Grace mistakes; onely to be briefe
    Left I his title out.
    1595Yorke The time hath bin, would you haue beene so briefe(with him,
    He would haue bin so briefe to shorten you,
    For taking so the head, your whole heads length:
    Bull. Mistake not (vncle) further then you should.
    1600Yorke Take not (good cousin) further then you should,
    Lest you mistake the heauens are ouer our heads.
    Bull. I knowit vncle, and oppose not my selfe,
    Against their will. But, who comes here? Enter Percie.
    1605Welcome Harry; what, will not this castle yeelde?
    H.Per. The Castle royally is mand my Lord.
    Against