Thou map of honour, thou King Richard's tomb, K. Rich. Join not with grief, fair Woman, do not fo, From which awak'd, the truth of what we are Will keep a league till death. Hye thee to France, K. Rich. A King of beafts, indeed-if aught but beafts, I had been still a happy King of men. Good fometime Queen, prepare thee hence for France; Think, I am dead; and that ev'n here thou tak'ft, Thou who appeareft as the ground on which the magnificence of Troy was once erected, fhe fays, O thou, the model, &c. Thou map of honour. Thou picture of greatness. Join not with grief,] Do not thou unite with grief againft me; do not, by thy additional forrows, enable grief to ftrike me down at once. My own part of forrow I can hear, but thy affliction will immediately deftroy me. -I am forn brother, To grim neceffity;-) I have reconciled myfelf to neceffity, I am in a ftate of amity with the constraint which I have fuftained. As from my death-bed, my last living Leave. With good old folks, and let them tell thee Tales And ere thou bid good Night, to quit their grief, And fend the hearers weeping to their beds. Enter Northumberland attended. North. My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is chang'd: You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower. And, Madam, there is order ta'en for you, K. Rich. Northumberland, thou ladder wherewitha! And he fhall think, that thou, which know'ft the way To pluck him headlong from th' ufurped Throne. 2 to quit their grief] To retaliate their mournful ftories. 3 For achy? ] The poet fhould have ended this fpeech with the foregoing line, and have spared his childish prattle about the fire. To To worthy danger, and deferved death. North. My guilt be on my head, and there's an end. -Take leave and part, for you must part forthwith. K. Rich. Doubly divorc'd? Bad men, ye violate A two-fold marriage; 'twixt my crown and me; And then betwixt me and my married wife. Let me unkifs the oath 'twixt thee and me. [To the Queen. -And yet not fo, for with a kifs 'twas made. Part us, Northumberland. I, towards the North, Where fhiv'ring cold and fickness pines the clime; My Queen to France, from whence, fet forth in pomp, She came adorned hither like fweet May; Sent back like Hollorumas, or fhortest day. Queen. And muft we be divided? muft we part? K. Rich. Ay, hand from hand, my Love, and heart from heart. Queen. Banish us both, and fend the King with me. And piece the way out with a heavy heart. 2 Better far off, than near, be ne'er the near,] To be never the nigher, or as it is commonly spoken in the mid land. counties, ne'er the ne'er, is, to make no advance towards the good defired. G 4 Queen. 1 Queen. Give me mine own again; 'twere no good part, To take on me to keep, and kill thy heart. [Kifs again. That I may ftrive to kill it with a groan. K. Rich. We make woe wanton with this fond delay: Once more, adieu; the reft let forrow fay. [Exeunt Dutch. SCENE IN. The Duke of YORK's Palace, Enter York, and his Dutchess. Y lord, you told me, you would tell the rest, MY When Weeping made you break the ftory off, Dutch. At that fad ftop, my lord, Where rude mif-govern'd hands, from window-tops, Which his afpiring Rider feem'd to know, Through cafements darted their defiring eyes Dutch Dutch. Alas! poor Richard, where rides he the while? York. As in a Theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd Actor leaves the Stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Even fo, or with much more contempt, men's eyes That had not God, for fome ftrong purpose, steel'd But heav'n hath a hand in thefe events, Dutch. Here comes my fon Aumerle. But that is loft, for being Richard's Friend. Dutch. Welcome, my fon; who are the Violets now * York. Well, bear you well in this new Spring of time, Left you be cropt before you come to Prime. 5 Are idly bent] That is, carelefly turned, thrown withput attention. This the poet learned by his attendance and practice on the ftage. - bear you well] That is, conduct yourself with prudence. |