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It thou had'st fear'd to break an oath by him,
The imperial metal, circling now thy head,
Had grac'd the tender temples of my child;
And both the princes had been breathing here,
Which now, two tender bed-fellows for dust, 5
Thy broken faith hath made a prey


worms.6 What canst thou swear by now? K. Rich.

By the time to come.?
Q. Eliz. That thou hast wronged in the time o'er-past;
For I myself have many tears to wash
Hereafter time, for time past, wrong’d by thee.
The children live, whose parents thou hast slaughter’d,
Ungovern’d youth, to wail it in their age: 8
The parents live, whose children thou hast butcher'd,
Old barren plants, to wail it with their age.
Swear not by time to come; for that thou hast
Misus'd ere used, by times ill-us'd o'er-past.

K. Rich. As I intend to prosper, and repent!
So thrive I in my dangerous attempt?
Of hostile arms! myself, myself confound !
Heaven, and fortune, bar me happy hours!!
Day, yield me not thy light; nor, night, thy rest!
Be opposite all planets of good luck
To my proceeding, if, with pure heart's love,
Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts,
I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter!

an error of the press, has—my brother, which the editor of the folio corrected thus :

The unity the king, my husband, male,

Thou hadst not broken, nor my brothers died. Malone. 3 Which now, two tender bed-fellows &c.] Mr. Roderick observes, that the word two is without any force, and would read:

Which now too tender &c. Steevens. Thus the folio. The quarto-two tender play-fellows. Malone. 6 a prey for worms.) So the quarto. Folio--the prey.

Malone. By the time to come.] So the quarto. By is not in the folio.

Malone. 8 — to wail it in their age :) So the quarto, 1598. The quarto, 1602, &c. and the folio, read— with their age. Malone.

in my dangerous attempt -) So the quarto. Folio-dangerous affairs. Malone.

1 Heaven, and fortune, bar me happy hours!) This line is found only in the folio. Malone,


In her consists my happiness, and thine;
Without her, follows to myself, and thee,
Herself, the land, and many a christian soul,
Death, desolation, ruin, and decay:
It cannot be avoided, but by this;
It will not be avoided, but by this.
Therefore, dear mother, (I must call you so)
Be the attorney of my love to her.
Plead what I will be, not what I have been;
Not my deserts, but what I will deserve:
Urge the necessity and state of times,
And be not peevish2 found in great designs.

Q. Eliz. Shall I be tempted of the devil thus?
K. Rich. Ay, if the devil tempt thee to do good.
Q. Eliz. Shall I forget myself, to be myself?
K. Rich. Ay, if your self's remembrance wrong your-

Q. Eliz. But thou didst kill my children.

K. Rich. But in your daughter's womb I bury them: Where, in that nest of spicery they shall breed3 Selves of themselves, to your recomforture.

Q. Eliz. Shall I go win my daughter to thy will ?
K. Rich. And be a happy mother by the deed.

Q. Eliz. I go.-Write to me very shortly,

shall understand from me her mind. K. Rich. Bear her my true love's kiss, and so farewel.

[Kissing her. Exit Q. ELIZ.

2. And be not peevish found - ) Thus the folio-Peevish in our author's time signified foolish. So, in the second scene of this Act:

“ When Richmopd was a little peevish boy, -" See also Minsheu's Dict. in The quarto reads—peevish fond, and I am not sure that it is not right. A compound epithet might have been intended, peevish-fond. So childish.foolish, senseless.obstinate, foolish-witty, &c. Malone.

I believe the present reading is the true one. So, in King Henry VIII:

have great care

not found a talker.” Steevens. phone

in that nest of spicery, they shall breed - ) Alluding to the

So the quarto. The folio reads—they will breed. Malone.

shortly,) This adverb, in the present instance, is em. ployed as a trisyllable. See Mr. Tyrwhitt's note, Vol. II, p. 160.




Relenting fool, and shallow, changing-woman!5
How now? what news?

Enter RATCLIFF; CATESBY following:
Rat. Most mighty sovereign, on the western coast
Rideth a puissant navy; to the shore
Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends,
Unarm’d, and unresolv’d to beat them back:
'Tis thought, that Richmond is their admiral ;
And there they hull, expecuing but the aid
Of Buckingham, to welcome them ashore.
K. Rich. Some light-foot friend post to the duke of

Norfolk :-
Ratcliff, thyself-or Catesby; where is he?

Cates. Here, my good lord.
K. Rich.

Catesby, fly to the duke. Cates. I will, my lord, with all convenient haste.

K. Rich. Ratcliff, come hither:7 Post to Saiisbury; When thou com'st thither,Dull unmindful villain,

[765 CATES. Why stay'st thou here, and go'st not to the duke? Cates. First, mighty liege, tell me your "highness'

pleasure, What from your grace I shall deliver to him.

K. Rich. O, true, good Catesby ;-Bid him levy straight The greatest strength and power he can make, And meet me suddenly at Salisbury. Cates. I go.

[Exit. Rat. What, may it please you, shall I do at Salisbury? K. Rich. Why, what would'st thou do there, before I


Rat. Your highness told me, I should post before.

5 Relenting fool, and shallow, changing-woman!] Such was the real character of this Queen dowager, who would have married her daughter to King Richard, and did all in her power 10 alienate the Marquis of Dorset, her son, from the Earl of Richmond.

Steevens. Some light-foot friend post to the duke –) Richard's precipitation and confusion is in this scene very happily represented by inconsistent orders, and sudden variations of opinion. Johnson.

7 Ratcliff, come hither:) The folio has-Catesby, come hither. The words are not in the quarto. It is obvious that they are addressed to Ratclift. The correction was made by Mr. Rowe.

Malonu VOL. XI.


Enter STANLEY. K. Rich. My mind is chang'd.Stanley, what news

with you? Stan. None good, my liege, to please you with the

Nor none so bad, but well may be reported.

K. Rich. Heyday, a riddle! neither good nor bad !
What need'st thou run so many miles about,
When thou may'st tell thy tale the nearest way?
Once more, what news?

Richmond is on the seas.
K. Rich. There let him sink, and be the seas on him!

runagate, 8

8 what doth he there? Stan. I know not, mighty sovereign, but by guess. X. Rich. Well, as you guess?

Stan, Stirr'd up by Dorset, Buckingham, and Morton, He makes for England, here to claim the crown.

K. Rich. Is the chair empty? is the sword unsway'd?
Is the king dead ? the empire unpossess’d?
What heir of York” is there alive, but we?
And who is England's king, but great York's heir?
Then, tell me, what makes he upon the seas?

Stan. Unless for that, my liege, I cannot guess.
K. Rich. Unless for that he comes to be your liege,

8 White-liver'd runagate,] This epithet, descriptive of cowar. dice, is not peculiar to Shakspeare. Stephen Gosson in his School of Abuse, 1579, speaking of the Helots, says: “ Leave those precepts to the white-livered Hylotes."

Steevens. 9 What heir of York -] i. e. What son of Richard Duke of York? Ritson.

Richard asks this question in the plenitude of power, and no one dares to answer him. But they whom he addresses, had they not been intimidated, might have told him, that there was a male heir of the house of York alive, who had a better claim to the throne than he; Edward Earl of Warwick, the only son of the Usurper's elder brother, George Duke of Clarence; and Elizabeth, the eldest daughter of Edward IV, and all her sisters, had a better title than either of them. Malone.

The issue of King Edward had been pronounced illegitimate, the Duke of Clarence attainted of high treason,—and the usurper declared “the undoubted heir of Richard duke of York,”-by act of parliament: so that, as far as such a proceeding can alter the constitution, and legalize usurpation and murder, he is perfectly correct and unanswerable. Ritson.

You cannot guess wherefore the Welshman comes.
Thou wilt revolt, and fly to him, I fear.

Stan. No, mighty liege;' therefore mistrust me not.

K. Rich. Where is thy power then, to beat him back? Where be thy tenants, and thy followers? Are they not now upon the western shore, Safe-conducting the rebels from their ships?

Stan. No, my good lord, my friends are in the north.

K. Rich. Cold friends to me: What do they in the north, When they should serve their sovereign in the west?

Stan. They have not been commanded, mighty king:
Pleaseth your majesty to give me leave,
I'll muster up my friends; and meet your grace,
Where, and what time your majesty shall please.
K. Rich. Ay, ay, thou wouldst be gone to join with

I will not trust you, sir.2

Most mighty sovereign,
You have no cause to hold my friendship doubtful;
I never was, nor never will be false.
K. Rich. Well, go, muster men. But, hear you, leave

Your son, George Stanley: look your heart be firm,
Or else his head's assurance is but frail.
Stan. So deal with him, as I prove true to you.

[Exit Sran.
Enter a Messenger.
Mess. My gracious sovereign, now in Devonshire,
As I by friends am well advertised,
Sir Edward Courtney, and the haughty prelate,
Bishop of Exeter, his elder brother,
With many more confederates, are in arms.

Enter another Messenger. 2 Mess. In Kent, my liege, the Guildfords are in arms; And every hour more competitors 3

1 No, mighty liege;] So, the quarto. Folio-No, my good lord.

Malone. 2 I will not trust you, sir.) So, the quarto. Folio-But I'll not 'trust thee. Malone.

- more competitors - ] That is, more opponents. Johnson. Competitors do not here mean opponents, but associates See a note on this subject in The Two Gentlemen of Verona, where Sir Proteus, speaking of Valentine, says:


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