22612087Quee. This way the King will come, this is the way,

22622088To Iulius Caesars ill erected Tower,

22632089To wohse flint bosome, my condemned Lord,

22642090Is doomde a prisoner by proud Bullingbrooke.

22652091Heere let vs rest, if this rebellious earth,

22662092Haue any resting for her true Kings Queene. ( Enter Ric.

22682093But soft, but see, or rather doe not see,

22692094My faire Rose wither, yet looke vp, behold,

22702095That you in pittie may dissolue to deaw,

22712096And wash him fresh againe with true loue teares.

22722097Ah thou the modle where olde Troy did stand!

22732098Thou mappe of honour, thou King Richards tombe,

22742099And not King Richard: thou most beauteous Inne,

22752100Why should hard fauourd greife be lodged in thee,

22762101When triumph is become an alehouse guest?

22772102Rich. ioyne not with greife faire woman, doe not so,

22782103To make my end too sudden, learne good soule,

22792104To thinke our former state a happie dreame,

22802105From which awakt the trueth of what we are

22812106Shewes vs but this: I am sworne brother (sweet)

22822107To grim necessitie, and he and I,

22832108Will keepe a league till death. Hie thee to Fraunce,

22842109And cloister thee in some religious house,

22852110Our holy liues must win a new worlds crowne,

22862111Which our prophane houres heere haue throwne downe.

22872112Quee. what is my Richard both in shape and minde

22882113Transformd and weakned? hath Bullingbrooke,

22892114Deposde thine intellect? hath he been in thy hart?

22902115The Lyon dying thrusteth foorth his pawe,

22912116And woundes the earth if nothing else with rage,

22922117To be ore-powr'd, and wilt thou pupill-like

22932118Take the correction, mildly kisse the rod,

22942119And fawne on Rage with base humilitie,

22952120Which art a Lion and the king of beasts.

22962121King. a King of beasts indeed, if aught but beasts,

22972122I had been still a happie King of men.

22982123Good (sometimes Queene) prepare thee hence for France,

22992124Thinke I am dead, and that euen here thou takest

23002125As from my death bed thy last liuing leaue;

23012126In winters tedious nights sit by the fire,

23022127with good old folkes, and let them tell the tales,

23032128Of woefull ages long agoe betidde:

23042129And ere thou bid good night to quite their griefes,

23052130Tell thou the lamentable tale of me,

23062131And send the hearers weeping to their beds:

23072132For why, the senslesse brands will simpathize

23082133The heauy accent of thy moouing tong,

23092134And in compassion weepe the fire out,

23102135And some wil mourne in ashes, some cole blacke,

23112136For the deposing of a rightfull King. Enter Northum.

23132137North. My Lord, the minde of Bullingbrooke is changde,

23142138You must to Pomfret, not vnto the Tower.

23152139And Madam, there is order tane for you,

23162140With al swift speede you must away to France.

23172141King Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithall

23182142The mounting Bullingbrooke ascends my throne,

23192143The time shall not be many houres of age

23202144More than it is, ere foule sinne gathering head

23212145Shall breake into corruption, thou shalt thinke,

23222146Though he diuide the realme and giue thee halfe,

23232147It is too little helping him to all.

23242148He shall thinke that thou which knowest the way

23252149To plant vnrightfull kings, wilt know againe,

23262150Being nere so little vrgde another way,

23272151To plucke him headlong from the vsurped throne:

23282152The loue of wicked men conuerts to feare,

23292153That feare to hate, and hate turnes one or both

23302154To worthy daunger and deserued death.

23312155North. My guilt be on my head, and there an end:

23322156Take leaue and part, for you must part forthwith.

23332157King Doubly diuorst (bad men) you violate

23342158A two-fold marriage twixt my crowne and me,

23352159And then betwixt me and my married wife.

23362160Let me vnkisse the oathe twixt thee and me:

23372161And yet not so, for with a kisse twas made.

23382162Part vs Northumberland, I towardes the north,

23392163Where shiuering cold and sickenesse pines the clime:

23402164My wife to Fraunce, from whence set forth in pomp

23412165She came adorned hither like sweete Maie,

23422166Sent backe like Hollowmas or shortst of day.

23432167Queene And must we be diuided? must we part?

23442168King I hand from hand (my loue) and heart from heart.

23452169Queene Banish vs both, and send the King with me.

23462170King That were some loue, but little pollicie.

23472171Queene Then whither he goes, thither let me go.

23482172King So two togither weeping make one woe,

23492173Weepe thou for me in Fraunce, I for thee heere,

23502174Better far off than neere be nere the neare,

23512175Go count thy way with sighes, I mine with groanes.

23522176Queene So longest way shall haue the longest moanes.

23532177King Twise for one step Ile grone the way being short

23542178And peece the way out with a heauy heart.

23552179Come come in wooing sorrow lets be briefe,

23562180Since wedding it, there is such length in griefe;

23572181One kisse shall stop our mouths, and dumbly part,

23582182Thus giue I mine, and thus take I thy heart.

23592183Queene Giue me mine owne againe, twere no good part

23602184To take on me to keepe, and kill thy heart:

23612185So now I haue mine owne againe, be gone,

23622186That I may striue to kill it with a groane.

23632187King We make woe wanton with this fond delay,

23642188Once more adue, the rest let sorrow say. Exeunt.