Act 3, Scene 2
The coast of Wales. A castle in view.
- [Flourish: drums and trumpets. Enter KING RICHARD, the BISHOP OF CARLISLE, AUMERLE, and soldiers.]
- King Richard II
- 1352 Barkloughly Castle call they this at hand?
- Duke of Aumerle
- 1353 Yea, my lord. How brooks your Grace the air
- 1354 After your late tossing on the breaking seas?
- King Richard II
- 1355 Needs must I like it well: I weep for joy
- 1356 To stand upon my kingdom once again.
- 1357 Dear earth, I do salute thee with my hand,
- 1358 Though rebels wound thee with their horses' hoofs:
- 1359 As a long-parted mother with her child
- 1360 Plays fondly with her tears and smiles in meeting,
- 1361 So weeping-smiling greet I thee, my earth,
- 1362 And do thee favours with my royal hands.
- 1363 Feed not thy sovereign's foe, my gentle earth,
- 1364 Nor with thy sweets comfort his ravenous sense;
- 1365 But let thy spiders, that suck up thy venom,
- 1366 And heavy-gaited toads lie in their way,
- 1367 Doing annoyance to the treacherous feet
- 1368 Which with usurping steps do trample thee.
- 1369 Yield stinging nettles to mine enemies;
- 1370 And when they from thy bosom pluck a flower,
- 1371 Guard it, I pray thee, with a lurking adder
- 1372 Whose double tongue may with a mortal touch
- 1373 Throw death upon thy sovereign's enemies.
- 1374 Mock not my senseless conjuration, lords.
- 1375 This earth shall have a feeling, and these stones
- 1376 Prove armed soldiers, ere her native king
- 1377 Shall falter under foul rebellion's arms.
- Bishop of Carlisle
- 1378 Fear not, my lord; that Power that made you king
- 1379 Hath power to keep you king in spite of all.
- 1380 The means that heaven yields must be embrac'd
- 1381 And not neglected; else, if heaven would,
- 1382 And we will not, heaven's offer we refuse,
- 1383 The proffer'd means of succour and redress.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 1384 He means, my lord, that we are too remiss;
- 1385 Whilst Bolingbroke, through our security,
- 1386 Grows strong and great in substance and in friends.
- King Richard II
- 1387 Discomfortable cousin! know'st thou not
- 1388 That when the searching eye of heaven is hid,
- 1389 Behind the globe, that lights the lower world,
- 1390 Then thieves and robbers range abroad unseen
- 1391 In murders and in outrage boldly here;
- 1392 But when from under this terrestrial ball
- 1393 He fires the proud tops of the eastern pines
- 1394 And darts his light through every guilty hole,
- 1395 Then murders, treasons, and detested sins,
- 1396 The cloak of night being pluck'd from off their backs,
- 1397 Stand bare and naked, trembling at themselves?
- 1398 So when this thief, this traitor, Bolingbroke,
- 1399 Who all this while hath revell'd in the night,
- 1400 Whilst we were wandering with the Antipodes,
- 1401 Shall see us rising in our throne, the east,
- 1402 His treasons will sit blushing in his face,
- 1403 Not able to endure the sight of day,
- 1404 But self-affrighted tremble at his sin.
- 1405 Not all the water in the rough rude sea
- 1406 Can wash the balm off from an anointed king;
- 1407 The breath of worldly men cannot depose
- 1408 The deputy elected by the Lord.
- 1409 For every man that Bolingbroke hath press'd
- 1410 To lift shrewd steel against our golden crown,
- 1411 God for his Richard hath in heavenly pay
- 1412 A glorious angel: then, if angels fight,
- 1413 Weak men must fall, for heaven still guards the right.
- [Enter SALISBURY.]
- King Richard II
- 1414 Welcome, my lord. How far off lies your power?
- Earl of Salisbury
- 1415 Nor near nor farther off, my gracious lord,
- 1416 Than this weak arm: discomfort guides my tongue
- 1417 And bids me speak of nothing but despair.
- 1418 One day too late, I fear me, noble lord,
- 1419 Hath clouded all thy happy days on earth.
- 1420 O! call back yesterday, bid time return,
- 1421 And thou shalt have twelve thousand fighting men!
- 1422 To-day, to-day, unhappy day, too late,
- 1423 O'erthrows thy joys, friends, fortune, and thy state;
- 1424 For all the Welshmen, hearing thou wert dead,
- 1425 Are gone to Bolingbroke, dispers'd, and fled.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 1426 Comfort, my liege! why looks your Grace so pale?
- King Richard II
- 1427 But now, the blood of twenty thousand men
- 1428 Did triumph in my face, and they are fled;
- 1429 And till so much blood thither come again
- 1430 Have I not reason to look pale and dead?
- 1431 All souls that will be safe, fly from my side;
- 1432 For time hath set a blot upon my pride.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 1433 Comfort, my liege! remember who you are.
- King Richard II
- 1434 I had forgot myself. Am I not king?
- 1435 Awake, thou coward majesty! thou sleepest.
- 1436 Is not the king's name twenty thousand names?
- 1437 Arm, arm, my name! a puny subject strikes
- 1438 At thy great glory. Look not to the ground,
- 1439 Ye favourites of a king; are we not high?
- 1440 High be our thoughts. I know my uncle York
- 1441 Hath power enough to serve our turn. But who comes here?
- [Enter SIR STEPHEN SCROOP.]
- Sir Stephen Scroop
- 1442 More health and happiness betide my liege
- 1443 Than can my care-tun'd tongue deliver him!
- King Richard II
- 1444 Mine ear is open and my heart prepar'd:
- 1445 The worst is worldly loss thou canst unfold.
- 1446 Say, is my kingdom lost? Why, 'twas my care,
- 1447 And what loss is it to be rid of care?
- 1448 Strives Bolingbroke to be as great as we?
- 1449 Greater he shall not be: if he serve God
- 1450 We'll serve him too, and be his fellow so:
- 1451 Revolt our subjects? That we cannot mend;
- 1452 They break their faith to God as well as us:
- 1453 Cry woe, destruction, ruin, loss, decay;
- 1454 The worst is death, and death will have his day.
- Sir Stephen Scroop
- 1455 Glad am I that your highness is so arm'd
- 1456 To bear the tidings of calamity.
- 1457 Like an unseasonable stormy day
- 1458 Which makes the silver rivers drown their shores,
- 1459 As if the world were all dissolv'd to tears,
- 1460 So high above his limits swells the rage
- 1461 Of Bolingbroke, covering your fearful land
- 1462 With hard bright steel and hearts harder than steel.
- 1463 White-beards have arm'd their thin and hairless scalps
- 1464 Against thy majesty; and boys, with women's voices,
- 1465 Strive to speak big, and clap their female joints
- 1466 In stiff unwieldy arms against thy crown;
- 1467 Thy very beadsmen learn to bend their bows
- 1468 Of double-fatal yew against thy state;
- 1469 Yea, distaff-women manage rusty bills
- 1470 Against thy seat: both young and old rebel,
- 1471 And all goes worse than I have power to tell.
- King Richard II
- 1472 Too well, too well thou tell'st a tale so ill.
- 1473 Where is the Earl of Wiltshire? Where is Bagot?
- 1474 What is become of Bushy? Where is Green?
- 1475 That they have let the dangerous enemy
- 1476 Measure our confines with such peaceful steps?
- 1477 If we prevail, their heads shall pay for it.
- 1478 I warrant they have made peace with Bolingbroke.
- Sir Stephen Scroop
- 1479 Peace have they made with him indeed, my lord.
- King Richard II
- 1480 O villains, vipers, damn'd without redemption!
- 1481 Dogs, easily won to fawn on any man!
- 1482 Snakes, in my heart-blood warm'd, that sting my heart!
- 1483 Three Judases, each one thrice worse than Judas!
- 1484 Would they make peace? Terrible hell make war
- 1485 Upon their spotted souls for this offence!
- Sir Stephen Scroop
- 1486 Sweet love, I see, changing his property,
- 1487 Turns to the sourest and most deadly hate.
- 1488 Again uncurse their souls; their peace is made
- 1489 With heads, and not with hands: those whom you curse
- 1490 Have felt the worst of death's destroying wound
- 1491 And lie full low, grav'd in the hollow ground.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 1492 Is Bushy, Green, and the Earl of Wiltshire dead?
- Sir Stephen Scroop
- 1493 Ay, all of them at Bristol lost their heads.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 1494 Where is the Duke my father with his power?
- King Richard II
- 1495 No matter where. Of comfort no man speak:
- 1496 Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;
- 1497 Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes
- 1498 Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth.
- 1499 Let's choose executors and talk of wills;
- 1500 And yet not so—for what can we bequeath
- 1501 Save our deposed bodies to the ground?
- 1502 Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's.
- 1503 And nothing can we can our own but death,
- 1504 And that small model of the barren earth
- 1505 Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
- 1506 For God's sake let us sit upon the ground
- 1507 And tell sad stories of the death of kings:
- 1508 How some have been deposed, some slain in war,
- 1509 Some haunted by the ghosts they have depos'd,
- 1510 Some poison'd by their wives, some sleeping kill'd;
- 1511 All murder'd: for within the hollow crown
- 1512 That rounds the mortal temples of a king
- 1513 Keeps Death his court; and there the antick sits,
- 1514 Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp;
- 1515 Allowing him a breath, a little scene,
- 1516 To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks,
- 1517 Infusing him with self and vain conceit
- 1518 As if this flesh which walls about our life
- 1519 Were brass impregnable; and, humour'd thus,
- 1520 Comes at the last, and with a little pin
- 1521 Bores through his castle wall, and farewell, king!
- 1522 Cover your heads, and mock not flesh and blood
- 1523 With solemn reverence: throw away respect,
- 1524 Tradition, form, and ceremonious duty;
- 1525 For you have but mistook me all this while:
- 1526 I live with bread like you, feel want,
- 1527 Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus,
- 1528 How can you say to me I am a king?
- Bishop of Carlisle
- 1529 My lord, wise men ne'er sit and wail their woes,
- 1530 But presently prevent the ways to wail.
- 1531 To fear the foe, since fear oppresseth strength,
- 1532 Gives, in your weakness, strength unto your foe,
- 1533 And so your follies fight against yourself.
- 1534 Fear and be slain; no worse can come to fight;
- 1535 And fight and die is death destroying death;
- 1536 Where fearing dying pays death servile breath.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 1537 My father hath a power; inquire of him,
- 1538 And learn to make a body of a limb.
- King Richard II
- 1539 Thou chid'st me well. Proud Bolingbroke, I come
- 1540 To change blows with thee for our day of doom.
- 1541 This ague fit of fear is over-blown;
- 1542 An easy task it is to win our own.—
- 1543 Say, Scroop, where lies our uncle with his power?
- 1544 Speak sweetly, man, although thy looks be sour.
- Sir Stephen Scroop
- 1545 Men judge by the complexion of the sky
- 1546 The state in inclination of the day;
- 1547 So may you by my dull and heavy eye,
- 1548 My tongue hath but a heavier tale to say.
- 1549 I play the torturer, by small and small
- 1550 To lengthen out the worst that must be spoken:
- 1551 Your uncle York is join'd with Bolingbroke;
- 1552 And all your northern castles yielded up,
- 1553 And all your southern gentlemen in arms
- 1554 Upon his party.
- King Richard II
- 1555 Thou hast said enough.
- [To AUMERLE.]
- King Richard II
- 1556 Beshrew thee, cousin, which didst lead me forth
- 1557 Of that sweet way I was in to despair!
- 1558 What say you now? What comfort have we now?
- 1559 By heaven, I'll hate him everlastingly
- 1560 That bids me be of comfort any more.
- 1561 Go to Flint Castle; there I'll pine away;
- 1562 A king, woe's slave, shall kingly woe obey.
- 1563 That power I have, discharge; and let them go
- 1564 To ear the land that hath some hope to grow,
- 1565 For I have none. Let no man speak again
- 1566 To alter this, for counsel is but vain.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 1567 My liege, one word.
- King Richard II
- 1568 He does me double wrong
- 1569 That wounds me with the flatteries of his tongue.
- 1570 Discharge my followers; let them hence away,
- 1571 From Richard's night to Bolingbroke's fair day.
- [Exeunt.]