ACT V. SCENE I. London. A street leading to the Enter QUEEN and Ladies. Queen. This way the king will come; this is the way To Julius Cæsar's ill-erected tower, To whose flint bosom my condemned lord Enter RICHARD and Guard. But soft, but see, or rather do not see, not so, Sc. 1. The scene is imaginary. Richard after performing his abdication in the Tower was conveyed thence to Pomfret by way of Leeds Castle, in Kent. He and Isabelle never met after his departure for Ireland. ΤΟ II. the model where old Troy did stand, the bare shell of greatness, like the ruined site of Troy. 13. inn (a more dignified word than at present), 'hostelry.' To make my end too sudden : learn, good soul, Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France, And cloister thee in some religious house: Transform'd and weaken'd? hath Bolingbroke de- Thine intellect? hath he been in thy heart? And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage K. Rich. A king of beasts, indeed; if aught I had been still a happy king of men. Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for Think I am dead and that even here thou takest, With good old folks and let them tell thee tales And ere thou bid good night, to quit their griefs, 20. sworn brother; alluding to the institution of fratres jurati in chivalry, knights naturally bound to share all the adven tures and perils of war. 20 30 40 43. quit their griefs, requite their sad stories (by matching them with as sad a one). And send the hearers weeping to their beds: And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black, Enter NORTHUMBERLAND and others. North. My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is changed; You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower. The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne, And he shall think that thou, which know'st the way To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again, Being ne'er so little urged, another way To pluck him headlong from the usurped throne. That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both North. My guilt be on my head, and there an end. Take leave and part; for you must part forthwith. violate A twofold marriage, 'twixt my crown and me, 50 60 70 Let me unkiss the oath 'twixt thee and me; Queen. And must we be divided? must we K. Rich. Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart. Queen. Banish us both and send the king with me. North. That were some love but little policy. woe. Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here; moans. K. Rich. Twice for one step I'll groan, the way being short, And piece the way out with a heavy heart. 80 90 'Near,' the old comparative of 'nigh,' was for the most part obsolete as a comparative, but lingered in the combination with 'the.' 225 95. part, part us. Q To take on me to keep and kill thy heart. K. Rich. We make woe wanton with this fond delay: Once more, adieu; the rest let sorrow say. [Exeunt. 100 SCENE II. The DUKE OF YORK's palace. Enter YORK and his DUCHESS. Duch. My lord, you told me you would tell the rest, When weeping made you break the story off, Of our two cousins coming into London. York. Where did I leave? Duch. At that sad stop, my lord, Where rude misgovern'd hands from windows' tops Threw dust and rubbish on King Richard's head. York. Then, as I said, the duke, great Bolingbroke, Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed Which his aspiring rider seem'd to know, broke !' You would have thought the very windows spake, 10 |