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KING RICHARD THE SECOND.
King. HENRY, surnamed BOLINGBROKE, Duke of Hereford,
afterwards King Henry the Fourth, Son to John of Gaunt. DUKE of AUMERLE, now Albermarle, a Town in Nore
mandy, Son to the Duke of York.
Creatures to KING RICHARD.
SCENE, - dispersedly, in ENGLAND and WALES.
This Play, like the former, was taken from our old English Historians, chiefly from Holirjhed, whofe very language, as well as arguments, Shakipeare sometimes adopts, with very small variation: It was written about the year 1597, and comprises little more than the transactions of idic two lait years of this Prince's reign.
THE LIFE AND DEATH OF
ACT I. SCENE I.
Enter King Richard, John of Gaunt, with other nobles and
K. Rich, Old John of Gaunt, time-honour'd Lancaster,
Gaunt. I have, my liege.
K. Rich. Tell me moreover, haft thou founded him,
Gaunt. As near as I could sift him on that argument,-
K. Rich. Then call them to our presence; face to face,
* band, ]-bond, pledge.
High-stomach'd are they both, and full of ire,
Enter Bolingbroke and Mowbray. Boling. May many years of happy days befal My gracious sovereign, my most loving liege !
Mowb. Each day still better other's happiness; Until the heavens, envying earth's good hap, Add an immortal title to your crown!
K. Rich. We thank you both: yet one but flatters us, As well appeareth by the cause you come ; Namely, to appeal each other of high treason.-Cousin of Hereford, what dost thou object Against the duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray ?
Boling. First (heaven be the record to my speech!)
Mowb. Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal: Tis not the crial of a woman's wat, The bitter clamour of two eager tongues, Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain ; The blood is hot, that must be cool'd for this. Yet can I not of such tame patience boaft, As to be hush'd, and nought at all to say: First, the fair reverence of your highness curbs me, From giving reins and spurs to my free speech ; Which else would poft, until it had return'd These terms of treason doubled down his throat, Setting aside his high blood's royalty, And let him be no kinsman to my liege, I do defy him, and I fpit at him ; Call him—a Nanderous coward, and a villain ; Which to maintain, I would allow him odus; And meet him, were I ty'd to run a-foot Even to the froz:7 "ridges of the Alps, Or any other ground inhabitable Where 'ever Englishman durft set his foot. Mean time, let this defend my loyalty, — By all my hopes, most falsely doth he lie.
Boling. Pale trembling coward, there I throw my gage Disclaiming here the kindred of a king; And lay aside my high blood's royalty, Which fear, not reverence, makes thee to except: If guilty dread hath left thee so much strength, As to take up mine honour's pawn, then stoop; By that, and all the rites of knighthood else, Will I make good against thee, arm to arm, What I have spoken, or thou "canst devise.
ridges of the Alps, the Alps lying in ridges. e unbibitable.
fever)-never. gaga, ]---glove, gauntlet, carnest of challenging. cams score deste-imagine more infamous.