27222537Are clamorous groanes which strike vpon my hart,

27232538Which is the bell, so sighs, and teares, and grones,

27242539Shew minutes, times, and houres: but my time,

27252540Runnes posting on in Bullingbrokes proud ioye,

27262541While I stand fooling heere his iacke of the clocke.

27272542This musicke maddes me, let it sound no more,

27282543For though it haue holp mad men to their witts,

27292544In me it seemes it will make wise men mad:

27302545Yet blessing on his hart that giues it me,

27312546For tis asigne of loue: and loue to Richard,

27322547Is a strange brooch in this al-hating world.

27342549Groome. Haile roiall Prince.

27352550Rich. Thankes noble peare:

27362551The cheapest of vs is ten grotes too deare.

27372552What art thou, and how comest thou hither,

27382553Where no man neuer comes, but that sad dog,

27392554That brings me foode to make misfortune liue.

27402555Groome. I was a poore groome of thy stable King,

27412556When thou wert King: who trauailling towards Yorke,

27422557With much adoe (at length) haue gotten leaue,

27432558To looke vpon my sometimes roiall maisters face:

27442559Oh how it ernd my hart when I beheld,

27452560In London streetes, that Corronation day,

27462561When Bullingbroke rode on Roane Barbarie,

27472562That horse, that thou so often hast bestride,

27482563That horse, that I so carefully haue drest.

27492564Rich. Rode he on Barbarie, tell me gentle freind,

27502565How went he vnder him?

27512566Groom. So proudly as if he disdaind the ground.

27522567Ric. So proud that Bullingbroke was on his backe:

27532568That Iade hath eate bread from my royall hand,

27542569This hand hath made him proud with clapping him:

27552570Would he not stumble, would he not fall downe

27562571Since pride must haue a fal; and breake the necke,

27572572Of that prond man, that did vsurpe his backe?

27582573Forgiuenes horse why do I raile on thee?