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KING Richard the Second.
Uncles to the John of Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster,
King Bolingbroke, Son to John of Gaunt, afterwards King
Henry the Fourth.
Queen to King Richard.
and other Attendants. SCENE, dispersedly, in several Parts of England.
Of this the Editions, earlier I have a collation by Mr. Theothan the first Folio, are,
tald. 1. 4to, by Valentine Simmes, II. 4to, for Mathew Law, for Andrew Wife, 1598, of which 1615, from which the first Folio
! The LIFE and DEATH of
KING RICHARD II.
Enter King Richard, John of Gaunt, with other
Nobles and Attendants.
Haft thou, according to thy oath and bond,
Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold son, Here to make good the boist'rous late Appeal, Which then our leisure would not let us hear, Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray? Gaunt. I have, my liege. K. Ricb. Tell me moreover, hast thou founded him,
'The Life and Death of King Accufation of high Treason, Richard II.) But this History which fell out in the Year 1398; comprizes little more than the and it closes with the Murder of Two laft Years of this Prince. King Richard at Pomfrer-Castle The Action of the Drama be- towards the End of the Year gins with Bol ngbroke's appeal- 1400, or the Beginning of the ing the Duke of Norfolk, on an ensuing Year. THEOBALD.
If he appeal the Duke on ancient malice,
S C Ε Ν Ε ΙΙ.
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 ;
K. Rich. We thank you both, yet one but flatters us,
Boling. First (Heaven be the record to my speech!)
Too good to be so, and too bad to live;
* Right-drawn) Drawn in • Inhabitable.) That is, 2018 a right or juft Cause.
As to take up mine Honour's pawn, then stoop;
Mowb. I take it up, and by that Sword I swear, Which gently laid my Knighthood on my shoulder,
, I'll answer thee in any fair degree, Or chivalrous design of knightly tryal ; And when I mount, alive may I not light, If I be traitor, or unjustly fight! K. Ricb. What doth our Cousin say to Mowbray's
charge? It must be great, that can inherit us So much as of a thought of Ill in him. Boling. Look, what I said, my life shall prove it
true; That Mowbray hath receiv'd eight thousand nobles, In name of lendings for your Highness' soldiers, The which he hath detain'd for lewd imployments; Like a false traitor and injurious villain. Besides, I say, and will in battle prove, Or here, or elsewhere, to the furthest verge, That ever was survey'd by English eye, That all the treasons for these eighteen years, Complotted and contrived in this Land, Fetch from false Mowbray their first head and spring. Further, I say, and further will maintain Upon his bad Life to make ail This good, That he did plot the Duke of Gloueter's death; Suggest his foon-believing adversaries ; And consequently, like a traitor-coward, Sluic'd out his inn'cent foul through streams of blood; Which blood, like sacrificing Abel’s, cries Even from the tongueless caverns of the earth, To me, for justice, and rough chastisement. And by the glorious Worth of my Descent, This arm shall do it, or this life be spent. K. Rich. How high a pitch his resolution foars !