18081803Quee. What sport shall we deuise here in this garden,

18091804To driue away the heauy thought of care?

18101805Lady Madame weele play at bowles.

18111806Quee. Twil make me thinke the world is full of rubs,

18121807And that my fortune runs against the bias.

18131808Lady Madame weele daunce.

18141809Quee. My legs can keepe no measure in delight,

18151810When my poore hart no measure keepes in griefe:

18161811Therfore no dauncing girle, some other sport.

18171812Lady Madame weele tell tales.

18181813Quee. Of sorrow or of griefe.

18191814Lady Of either Madame.

18201815Quee. Of neither girle:

18211816For if of ioy, being altogither wanting,

18221817It doth remember me the more of sorrow:

18231818Or if of griefe, being altogither had,

18241819It adds more sorrow to my want of ioy:

18251820For what I haue I need not to repeate,

18261821And what I want it bootes not to complaine.

18271822Lady Madame Ile sing.

18281823Quee. Tis well that thou hast cause,

18291824But thou shouldst please me better, wouldst thou weepe.

18301825Lady I could weepe; Madame would it doe you good?

18311826Quee. And I could sing would weeping doe me good,

18321827And neuer borrow any teare of thee.

18341829But stay, here come the gardeners,

18351830Lets step into the shadow of these trees,

18361831My wretchednes vnto a row of pines,

18371832They will talke of state for euery one doth so,

18381833Against a change woe is fore-runne with woe.

18391834Gard. Go bind thou vp yong dangling Aphricokes,

18401835Which like vnruly children make their sire,

18411836Stoope with oppression of their prodigall weight,

18421837Giue some supportance to the bending twigs,

18431838Go thou, and like an executioner

18441839Cut off the heads of two fast growing spraies,

18451840That looke too loftie in our common-wealth,

18461841All must be euen in our gouernement.

18471842You thus employed, I will goe roote away

18481843The noysome weedes which without profit sucke

18491844The soiles fertilitie from wholsome flowers.

18501845Man. Why should we in the compas of a pale,

18511846Keepe law and forme, and due proportion,

18521847Shewing as in a modle our firme estate,

18531848When our sea-walled garden the whole land

18541849Is full of weedes, her fairest flowers choakt vp,

18551850Her fruit trees all vnprunde, her hedges ruinde,

18561851Her knots disordered, and her holsome hearbs

18571852Swarming with caterpillers.

18581853Gard. Hold thy peace,

18591854He that htah suffered this disordered spring,

18601855Hath now himselfe met with the fall of leafe:

18611856The weedes which his broad spreading leaues did shelter,

18621857That seemde in eating him to hold him vp,

18631858Are pluckt vp roote and all by Bullingbrooke,

18641859I meane the Earle of Wiltshire, Bushie, Greene,

18651860Man. What are they dead?

18661861Gard. They are.

18671862And Bullingbrooke hath ceasde the wastefull king,

18681863Oh what pitie is it that he had not so trimde,

18691864And drest his land as we this garden at time of yeare

18701865Do wound the barke, the skinne of our fruit trees,

18711866Lest being ouer prowd in sap and bloud,

18721867With too much riches it confound it selfe

18731868Had he done so to great and growing men,

18741869They might haue liude to beare, and he to taste

18751870Their fruits of duety: superfluous branches

18761871We loppe away, that bearing boughes may liue:

18771872Had he done so, himselfe had borne the crowne,

18781873Which waste of idle houres hath quite throwne downe.

18791874Man. What, thinke you the King shall be deposed?

18801875Gard. Deprest he is already, and deposde

18811876Tis doubt he will be. Letters came last night

18821877To a deare friend of the good Duke of Yorkes,

18831878That tell blacke tidings.

18841879Queene Oh I am prest to death through want of speaking

18851880Thou old Adams likenesse set to dresse this garden,

18861881How dares thy harsh rude tong sound this vnpleasing news?

18871882What Eue? what serpent hath suggested thee

18881883To make a second fall of cursed man?

18891884Why dost thou say king Richard is deposde?

18901885Darst thou thou little better thing than earth

18911886Diuine his downefall? say, where, when, and how,

18921887Canst thou by this ill tidings speake thou wretch?

18931888Gard. Pardon me Madam, little ioy haue I

18941889To breathe this newes, yet what I say is true:

18951890King Richard he is in the mightie hold

18961891Of Bullingbrooke: their fortunes both are weyde

18971892In your Lo. scale is nothing but himselfe,

18981893And some few vanities that make him light:

18991894But in the ballance of great Bullingbrooke,

19001895Besides himselfe are all the English peeres,

19011896And with that oddes he weighs King Richard downe;

19021897Post you to London and you will find it so,

19031898I speake no more than euery one doth know.

19041899Queene Nimble Mischance that arte so light of foote,

19051900Doth not thy embassage belong to me,

19061901And am I last that knowes it? Oh thou thinkest

19071902To serue me last that I may longest keepe

19081903Thy sorrow in my breast: come Ladies go

19091904To meete at London Londons king in wo.

19101905What, was I borne to this that my sad looke

19111906Should grace the triumph of great Bullingbrooke?

19121907Gardner for telling me these newes of wo,

19131908Pray God the plants thou graftst may neuer grow. Exit

19141909Gard. Poore Queene, so that thy state might be no worse,

19151910I would my Skill were subiect to thy curse:

19161911Here did she fall a teare, here in this place

19171912Ile set a banke of Rew sowre hearb of grace,

19181913Rew euen for ruth heere shortly shall be seene,

19191914In the remembrance of a weeping Queene. Exeunt.