O, would the scandal vanish with my life, How happy then were my ensuing death! Enter KING RICHARD and QUEEN; AUMERLE, BUSHY, GREEN, BAGOT, ROSS, and WILLOUGHBY. York. The king is come: deal mildly with his youth; For young hot colts, being raged, do rage the more. Queen. How fares our noble uncle, Lancaster? K. Rich. What, comfort, man? How is't with aged Caunt? Old Gaunt, indeed: and gaunt in being old: And who abstains from meat, that is not gaunt? K. Rich. Can sick men play so nicely with their names? I mock my name, great king, to flatter thee. K. Rich. Should dying men flatter with those that live? K. Rich. Thou, now a dying, say'st thou flatter'st me. From forth thy reach he would have laid thy shame; Thy state of law is bondslave to the law; K. Rich. And thou a lunatic lean-witted fool, Make pale our cheek; chasing the royal blood, Wert thou not brother to great Edward's son, Should run thy head from thy unreverend shoulders. That blood already, like the pelican, Hast thou tapp'd out, and drunkenly caroused: That thou respect'st not spilling Edward's blood: [Exit, borne out by his Attendants. K. Rich. And let them die, that age and sullens have; For both hast thou, and both become the grave. York. 'Beseech your majesty, impute his words To wayward sickliness and age in him: He loves you, on my life, and holds you dear As Harry duke of Hereford, were he here. K. Rich. Right; you say true: as Hereford's love, so his : As theirs, so mine; and all be as it is. Enter NORTHUMBERLAND. North. My liege, old Gaunt commends him to your majesty. K. Rich. What says he now? North. Nay, nothing; all is said: His tongue is now a stringless instrument; Words, life, and all, old Lancaster hath spent. York. Be York the next that must be bankrupt so! Though death be poor, it ends a mortal woe. K. Rich. The ripest fruit first falls, and so doth he; His time is spent, our pilgrimage must be: So much for that.- -Now for our Irish wars: We must supplant those rough rug-headed kernes;* But only they, hath privilege to live.t *Light troops. † Alluding to the idea that no venomous reptiles live in Ireland. And for these great affairs do ask some charge, York. How long shall I be patient? Ah, how long Of whom thy father, prince of Wales, was first; K. Rich. Why, uncle, what's the matter? Pardon me, if you please; if not, I, pleased Seek you to seize, and gripe into your hands, Is not his heir a well-deserving son? Take Hereford's rights away, and take from time His livery,† and deny his offer'd homage, And prick my tender patience to those thoughts * When of thy age. †Taking possession. K. Rich. Think what you will; we seize into our hands His plate, his goods, his money, and his lands. York. I'll not be by, the while: My liege, farewell: What will ensue hereof, there's none can tell; But by bad courses may be understood, That their events can never fall out good. K. Rich. Go, Bushy, to the earl of Wiltshire straight, Bid him repair to us to Ely-house, To see this business: To-morrow next We will for Ireland; and 'tis time, I trow; [Exit. And we create, in absence of ourself, Our uncle York lord governor of England, Come on, our queen; to-morrow must we part; For he is just, and always loved us well. Be merry, for our time of stay is short. [Flourish. [Exeunt KING, QUEEN, BUSHY, AUMERLE, GREEN, and BAGOT. North. Well, lords, the duke of Lancaster is dead. Ross. And living too; for now his son is duke. Willo. Barely in title, not in revenue. North. Richly in both, if justice had her right. Ross. My heart is great; but it must break with silence, Ere't be disburden'd with a liberal* tongue. North. Nay, speak thy mind; and let him ne'er speak more, That speaks thy words again, to do thee harm! Willo. Tends that thou'dst speak, to the duke of Hereford? If it be so, out with it boldly, man; Quick is mine ear to hear of good towards him. Ross. No good at all, that I can do for him; Unless you call it good to pity him, Bereft and gelded of his patrimony. North. Now, afore heaven, 'tis shame, such wrongs are borne, In him a royal prince, and many more Of noble blood in this declining land. The king is not himself, but basely led That will the king severely prosecute 'Gainst us, our lives, our children, and our heirs. Ross. The commons hath he pill'd+ with grievous taxes, For ancient quarrels, and quite lost their hearts. North. Wars have not wasted it, for warr'd he hath not, That which his ancestors achieved with blows: More hath he spent in peace, than they in wars. Ross. The earl of Wiltshire hath the realm in farm. Willo. The king's grown bankrupt, like a broken man. North. Reproach, and dissolution, hangeth over him. But by the robbing of the banish'd duke. North. His noble kinsman: most degenerate king! But, lords, we hear this fearful tempest sing, We see the wind sit sore upon our sails, Ross. We see the very wreck that we must suffer; For suffering so the causes of our wreck. North. Not so; even through the hollow eyes of death, I spy life peering; but I dare not say How near the tidings of our comfort is. Willo. Nay, let us share thy thoughts, as thou dost ours. We three are but thyself; and speaking so, Thy words are but as thoughts; therefore, be bold. In Brittany, received intelligence, That Harry Hereford, Reignold lord Cobham, [The son of Richard Earl of Arundel], That late broke from the duke of Exeter, His brother, archbishop late of Canterbury, Sir Thomas Erpingham, sir John Ramston, Sir John Norbery, sir Robert Waterton, and Francis Quoint,— All these well furnish'd by the duke of Bretagne, With eight tall ships, three thousand men of war, Are making hither with all due expedience, And shortly mean to touch our northern shore: Stay, and be secret, and myself will go. Ross. To horse, to horse! urge doubts to them that fear. Willo. Hold out my horse, and I will first be there. [Exeunt. SCENE II.-The same. A Room in the Palace. Enter QUEEN, BUSHY, and BAGOT. Bushy. Madam, your majesty is too much sad: You promised, when you parted with the king, * Perish by over-confidence in our security. * Stout. + Unavoidable. § Supply with new feathers. |