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Who all this while hath revell’d in the night,
SCE N E III.
Welcome, my lord, how far off lies your Power ?
Salif. Nor near, nor further off, my gracious lord, Than this weak arm: Discomfort guides my tongue, And bids me speak of nothing but Despair: One day too late, I fear, my noble lord, Hath clouded all thy happy days on earth. Oh,call back yesterday, bid time return, And thou shalt have twelve thousand fighting men. Today, to day, unhappy day, too late O’erthrows thy joys, friends, fortune, and thy state. For all the Welshmen, hearing thou wert dead, Are gone to Boling broke, disperst and fled.
6 The breath of worldly men.) all writers, whose opinions are Here is the doctrine of indefeafi- regulated by falhion or intereft
, ble right expressed in the strongest to impute the original of every terms; but our foet did not learn tenet which they have been it in the reign of King James, taught to think false or foolish. to which it is now the practice çf
Aum. Comfort, my Liege, why looks your Grace
Have I not reason to look pale, and dead?
Aum. Comfort, my Liege; remember, who you are.
. Am I not King ?
Scroop. More health and happiness betide my Liege,
K. Rich.' Mine ear is open, and my heart prepar’d.
? Mine ear is open,] It seems the virtue of a confeffor rather to be the design of the poet to than of a king. In his prosperaise Richard to esteem in his rity we saw him imperious and fall, and consequently to intereft oppreffive, but in his distress he the reader in his favour. He is wise, y atient, and pious. gives him only paflive fortitude, E 4
They break their faith to God, as well as us.
Scroop. Glad am I, that your Highness is so arm?!
female joints In stiff unwieldy arms, againft thy Crown. Thy very Beadsmen learn to bend their bows
Of double-fatal Ewe, against thy State. Yea, distaff-women 'manage rusty bills. Against thy Seat both young and old rebel, And all goes worse than I have pow'r to tell. K. Rich. Too well, too well, thou tell'It à Tale fo
ill. Where is the Earl of Wiltshire? where is Bagot?
& The very Beadmen learn to Called fo, because the leaves of
bend their bows.] Such is the Ewe are poison, and the wood the reading of all the copies, is employed for instruments of jet I doubt whether beadsmen be death; therefore ' double fatal right, for the bow feems to be should be with an hyphen. mentioned here as the proper
WARBURTON, weapon of a beadsman. The Where is the Earl of Wiltking's beadsmen were his chap Shire ? where is Bagot? ļains. Trensa" calls himself the What is become of Bulhy? beadsman of his patron. Bead where is Green] Here man might likewise be any men are four of them named ; and, maintained by charity to pray within a very few Lines, the for their benefactor. Hanmer King, hearing they had, made reads the very bead/men, but thy their Peace with Bolingbroke, is better.
calls them THREE Judas's. But s Of double fatal Ewe, how was their Peace made
Whaç is become of Bufhy? where is Green?
That they have let the dang’rous enemy
demption ! Dogs, easily won fo fawn on any man! Snakes in my heart-blood warm'd, thật sting my heart! Three Judases, each one thrice worse than Judas! Would they make peace? terrible hell make war Upon their spotted souls for this offence!
Scroop. Sweet love, I see, changing his property, Turns to the fow'rest and most deadly hate. Again uncurse their souls; their peace is made With heads, and not with hands; those, whom you
curse, Have felt the worst of death's destroying hand, And lie full low, grav'd in the hollow'd ground.
Aum. Is Bushy, Green, and th’Earl of Wiltshire dead? Șcroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the Duke my Father, with his Power?
Why, with the Loss of their have blunderd. It seems proHeads. This being explained, bable to me that he wrote, as I Aumerle says, Is Bashy, Green, have conjecturally alter'd the and th Earl of Wiltshire dead? Text, So that "Bagøt ought to be left Where is the Earl of Wilt out of the Question: and, in fhire? where is he got ? deed, he had made the best of i. e. into what Corner of my his way for Chester, and from Dominions is he flunk, and abthence had escap'd into Ireland. fconded ?
THEOBALD. And so we find him, in the ad This emendation Dr. Warbura Act, determining to do.
ton adopts. Hanmer leaves a blank Bagot. No: I'll to Ireland, to after Wiltshire. I believe the auhis Majesty.
thour, rather than transcriber,made The Poet could not be guilty of a mistake. Where is be got does so much Forgetfulness and Ab: not found in my ear like an exsurdity. The Transcribers must preslion of Shakespeare.
K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man
And that small model of the to authorise.
barren earth.] He uses mo 3 A metaphor, not of the del here, as he frequently does most sublime kind, taken from a elsewhere, for part, portion.
4 There the Antick fits.] Here He uses it rather for mould. is an allusion to the antick or fool That earth, which closing upon of old farces, whose chief part the body, takes its form. This is to deride and disturb the graver interpretation the next line seems and more splendid personages.