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Dar'd once to touch a dust of England's ground ?
But then more why ;-Why have they dar'd to march
So many miles upon her peaceful bosom ;
Frighting her pale-fac'd villages with war,
And oftentation of despised arms o?
Com'lt thou because the anointed king is hence ?
Why, foolish boy, the king is left behind,
And in my loyal bosom lies his power.
Were I but now the lord of such hot youth,
As when brave Gaunt, thy father, and myself,
Rescu'd the Black Prince, that young Mars of men,
From forth the ranks of many thousand French ;
0, then, how quickly should this arm of mine,
Now prisoner to the palsy, chástise thee,
And minister correction to thy fault !
Boling. My gracious uncle, let me know my fault;
On what condition stands it, and wherein ?
York. Even in condition of the worst degree,
In gross rebellion, and detested treason :
Thou art a banilh'd man, and here art come,
Before the expiration of thy time,
In braving arms against thy sovereign.
Boling. As I was banish'd, I was banish'd Hereford ; But as I come, I come for Lancaster.
5 But tben mere why ;-) But, to add more questions. This is the reading of the first quarto, 1997, which in the second, and all the subsequent copies, was corrupted thus : But more than why. The expression of the text, though a fingular one, was, I have no doubt, the author's. It is of a colour with thoie immediately preceding :
“ Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.” MALON!. 6 And oftentation of despised arms 8] Mr. Upton gives this passage as a proof that our author uses the paflive participle in an active sense. The copies all agree. Perhaps the old duke means to treat him with contempt as well as with severity, and to infinuate that he despises his power, as being able to master it. In this sense all is right. JOHNSON So, in this play:
“ We'll make foul weather with despised tears." STEEVENS. 7 On what condition] It should be, in wbat condition, i. e. in wbas degree of guilt. The particles in the old editions are of little credit.
JOHNSON York's reply supports Dr. Johnson's conjecture : “ Ey'a in condition, &c." MALONE.
And, noble uncle, I beseech your grace,
Look on my wrongs with an indifferent eye 8 :
You are my father, for, methinks, in you
I fee old Gaunt alive ; O, then, my father!
Will you permit that I shall stand condemn’d,
A wand'ring vagabond; my rights and royalties
Pluck'd from my arms perforce, and given away
To upstart unthrifts: Wherefore was I borno?
If that my cousin king be king of England,
It must be granted, I am duke of Lancaster.
You have a son, Aumerle, my noble kinsman;
Had you first died, and he been thus trod down,
He should have found his uncle Gaunt a father,
To rouse his wrongs, and chase them to the bay,
I am deny'd to sue my livery here',
And yet my letters-patent give me leave :
My father's goods are all diftrain'd, and sold;
And these, and all, are all amiss employ’d.
What would you have me do? I am a subject,
And challenge law : Attornies are deny'd me;
And therefore personally I lay my claim
To my inheritance of free descent.
North. The noble duke hath been too much abus'd.
Rofs. It stands your grace upon to do him right.
Willo. Base men by his endowments are made great.
York. My lords of England, let me tell you this,
I have had feeling of my cousin's wrongs,
And labour'd all I could to do him right:
But in this kind to come, in braving arms,
Be his own carver, and cut out his way,
To find out right with wrong,-it may not be:
And you, that do abet him in this kind,
wirb an indifferent rye :) i. e. with an impartial eye.
juryman,” says Sir Edward Coke, " ought to be impartial, and indif-
Wherefore was I born ? &c.] To what purpose serves birth and lineal succeflion? I am duke of Lancaster by the same right of birth as the king is king of England. JOHNSON.
1- to sue my livery bere,] See a note on K. Henry IV. P. I. Act IV, sc, ill. MALONS.
Cherish rebellion, and are rebels all.
North. The noble duke hath sworn, his coming is
But for his own : and, for the right of that,
We all have strongly sworn to give him aid;
And let him ne'er see joy, that breaks that oath.
York. Well, well, I see the issue of these arms;
I cannot mend it, I must needs confess,
Because my power is weak, and all ill left:
But, if I could, by Him that gave me life,
I would attach you all, and make you stoop
Unto the sovereign mercy of the king;
But, fince I cannot, be it known to you,
I do remain as neuter. So, fare you well ;-
Unless you please to enter in the castle,
And there repose you for this night.
Boling. An offer, uncle, that we will accept.
But we muft win your grace, to go with us
To Bristol castle; which, they say, is held
By Buihy, Bagot, and their complices,
The caterpillars of the commonwealth,
Which I have sworn to weed, and pluck away:
York. It may be, I will go with you :--but yet I'll
pause ; For I am loath to break our country's laws. Nor friends, nor foes, to me welcome you are : Things past redress are now with me past care. [Exeunt.
A Camp in Wales.
Enter SALISBURY], and a Captain.
Cap. My lord of Salisbury, we have staid ten days,
And hardly kept our countrymen together,
And yet we hear no tidings from the king ;
? This scene Dr. Johnson suspects to have been accidentally transposed. In the author's draught he supposes it to have been the second scene in the ensuing acte MALONE. 3 - Salisbury-] was John Montacute, Earl of Salisbury.
WAL POLE. Vol. V.
Therefore we will disperse ourselves : farewel.
Sal. Stay yet another day, thou trusty Welshman;
The king reposeth all his confidence in thee.
Cap. "Tis thought, the king is dead; we will not stay.
The bay-trees in our country are all wither'd',
And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven;
The pale-fac'd moon looks bloody on the earth,
And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change ;
Rich men look fad, and ruffians dance and leap,
The one, in fear to lose what they enjoy,
The other, to enjoy by rage and war:
These signs forerun the death or fall of kings.
Farewel ; our countrymen are gone and Aed,
As well assur’d, Richard their king is dead. Exit,
Sal. Ah, Richard ! with the eyes of heavy mind,
I see thy glory, like a shooting star,
Fall to the base earth from the firmament!
Thy sun sets weeping in the lowly west,
Witnessing storms to come, woe, and unrest:
Thy friends are fled, to wait upon thy foes ;
And crossly to thy good all fortune goes.
A C T III. SC EN E I.
Bolingbroke's Camp at Bristol.
Enter BOLINGBROKE, York, NortHUMBERLAND,
Percy, WILLOUGHBY, Ross : Officers behind witb
BUSHY, and GREEN, prisoners.
Boling. Bring forth these men.
Bushy, and Green, I will not vex your souls
(Since presently your souls must part your bodies,)
With too much urging your pernicious lives,
For 'twere no charity : yet, to wash your blood
4 The bay-trees &c.] This enumeration of prodigies is in the highest degree poetical and striking. JOHNSON.
Some of these prodigies are found in Holinshed: “In this yeare in a manner throughout all the realme of England, old baie trees with. ked," &c. STEEVENS,
From off my hands, here, in the view of men,
I will unfold some causes of your death.
You have milled a prince, a royal king,
A happy gentleman in blood and lineaments,
By you unhappy'd and disfigur'd cleans.
You have, in manner, with your
Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him;
Broke the poffeffion of a royal bed,
And stain’d the beauty of a fair queen's cheeks
With tears drawn from her eyes by your foul wrongs.
Myself—a prince, by fortune of my birth;
Near to the king in blood; and near in love,
Till you did make him misinterpret me,
Have ftoop'd my neck under your injuries,
And sigh'd my English breath in foreign clouds,
Eating the bitter bread of banishment:
Whilit you have fed upon my fignories,
Dispark'd my parks", and felld my foref woods;
From my own windows torn my houshold coat',
Raz'd out my impress, leaving me no fign,-
Save men's opinions, and my living blood,
To Thew the world I am a gentleman.
This, and much more, much more than twice all this,
Condemns you to the death :-See them deliver'd over
To execution and the hand of death.
Bujhy. More welcome is the stroke of death to me,
Than Bolingbroke to England.-Lords, farewel.
Green. My comfort is,—that heaven will take our souls,
- and disfigur'd clean.] Clean has here the fignification of alcom geber, rorally. So, in our author's 75th Sonnet :
" And by and by, clean-ftarved for a look." MALONE. 6 D (park'd my parks,] To dispark is to throw down the hedges of an encloiare. Dilepio. I meet with the word in Barret's Alvearie or Quadruple Diftionary, 1580. STEEVENS.
7 Frem my own windows forn my houjbold coar,] It was the practice, when coloured glass was in use, of which there are still some remains in old seats and churches, to anneal the arms of the family in the windows of the house. JOHNSON.
3 Raz'd cut my impress, &c.] The impress was a device or motto. Ferne, in his Blazon of Gentry, 1585, observes, “ that the arms &c. of traitors and rebels may be defaced and removed, wherefoever they are fixed, or set.” STEEVINS,