Act 5, Scene 2
The same. A roomin the DUKE OF YORK's palace.
- [Enter YORK and his DUCHESS.]
- Duchess of York
- 2339 My Lord, you told me you would tell the rest,
- 2340 When weeping made you break the story off,
- 2341 Of our two cousins' coming into London.
- Duke of York
- 2342 Where did I leave?
- Duchess of York
- 2343 At that sad stop, my lord,
- 2344 Where rude misgoverned hands from windows' tops
- 2345 Threw dust and rubbish on King Richard's head.
- Duke of York
- 2346 Then, as I said, the Duke, great Bolingbroke,
- 2347 Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed
- 2348 Which his aspiring rider seem'd to know,
- 2349 With slow but stately pace kept on his course,
- 2350 Whilst all tongues cried 'God save thee, Bolingbroke!'
- 2351 You would have thought the very windows spake,
- 2352 So many greedy looks of young and old
- 2353 Through casements darted their desiring eyes
- 2354 Upon his visage; and that all the walls
- 2355 With painted imagery had said at once
- 2356 'Jesu preserve thee! Welcome, Bolingbroke!'
- 2357 Whilst he, from the one side to the other turning,
- 2358 Bareheaded, lower than his proud steed's neck,
- 2359 Bespake them thus, 'I thank you, countrymen:'
- 2360 And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along.
- Duchess of York
- 2361 Alack, poor Richard! where rode he the whilst?
- Duke of York
- 2362 As in a theatre, the eyes of men
- 2363 After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage
- 2364 Are idly bent on him that enters next,
- 2365 Thinking his prattle to be tedious;
- 2366 Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes
- 2367 Did scowl on Richard: no man cried 'God save him;'
- 2368 No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home;
- 2369 But dust was thrown upon his sacred head,
- 2370 Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off,
- 2371 His face still combating with tears and smiles,
- 2372 The badges of his grief and patience,
- 2373 That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd
- 2374 The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted,
- 2375 And barbarism itself have pitied him.
- 2376 But heaven hath a hand in these events,
- 2377 To whose high will we bound our calm contents.
- 2378 To Bolingbroke are we sworn subjects now,
- 2379 Whose state and honour I for aye allow.
- Duchess of York
- 2380 Here comes my son Aumerle.
- Duke of York
- 2381 Aumerle that was;
- 2382 But that is lost for being Richard's friend,
- 2383 And madam, you must call him Rutland now.
- 2384 I am in Parliament pledge for his truth
- 2385 And lasting fealty to the new-made king.
- [Enter AUMERLE.]
- Duchess of York
- 2386 Welcome, my son: who are the violets now
- 2387 That strew the green lap of the new come spring?
- Duke of Aumerle
- 2388 Madam, I know not, nor I greatly care not.
- 2389 God knows I had as lief be none as one.
- Duke of York
- 2390 Well, bear you well in this new spring of time,
- 2391 Lest you be cropp'd before you come to prime.
- 2392 What news from Oxford? hold those justs and triumphs?
- Duke of Aumerle
- 2393 For aught I know, my lord, they do.
- Duke of York
- 2394 You will be there, I know.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 2395 If God prevent not, I purpose so.
- Duke of York
- 2396 What seal is that that without thy bosom?
- 2397 Yea, look'st thou pale? Let me see the writing.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 2398 My lord, 'tis nothing.
- Duke of York
- 2399 No matter, then, who see it.
- 2400 I will be satisfied; let me see the writing.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 2401 I do beseech your Grace to pardon me;
- 2402 It is a matter of small consequence
- 2403 Which for some reasons I would not have seen.
- Duke of York
- 2404 Which for some reasons, sir, I mean to see.
- 2405 I fear, I fear—
- Duchess of York
- 2406 What should you fear?
- 2407 'Tis nothing but some bond that he is ent'red into
- 2408 For gay apparel 'gainst the triumph day.
- Duke of York
- 2409 Bound to himself! What doth he with a bond
- 2410 That he is bound to? Wife, thou art a fool.
- 2411 Boy, let me see the writing.
- Duke of Aumerle
- 2412 I do beseech you, pardon me; I may not show it.
- Duke of York
- 2413 I will be satisfied; let me see it, I say.
- [Snatches it and reads.]
- Duke of York
- 2414 Treason, foul treason! Villain! traitor! slave!
- Duchess of York
- 2415 What is the matter, my lord?
- Duke of York
- 2416 Ho! who is within there?
- [Enter a Servant.]
- Duke of York
- 2417 Saddle my horse.
- 2418 God for his mercy! what treachery is here!
- Duchess of York
- 2419 Why, what is it, my lord?
- Duke of York
- 2420 Give me my boots, I say; saddle my horse.
- 2421 Now, by mine honour, by my life, my troth,
- 2422 I will appeach the villain.
- [Exit Servant.]
- Duchess of York
- 2423 What is the matter?
- Duke of York
- 2424 Peace, foolish woman.
- Duchess of York
- 2425 I will not peace. What is the matter, Aumerle?
- Duke of Aumerle
- 2426 Good mother, be content; it is no more
- 2427 Than my poor life must answer.
- Duchess of York
- 2428 Thy life answer!
- Duke of York
- 2429 Bring me my boots. I will unto the King.
- [Re-enter Servant with boots.]
- Duchess of York
- 2430 Strike him, Aumerle. Poor boy, thou art amaz'd.
- [To Servant.]
- Duchess of York
- 2431 Hence, villain! never more come in my sight.
- [Exit Servant.]
- Duke of York
- 2432 Give me my boots, I say.
- Duchess of York
- 2433 Why, York, what wilt thou do?
- 2434 Wilt thou not hide the trespass of thine own?
- 2435 Have we more sons? or are we like to have?
- 2436 Is not my teeming date drunk up with time?
- 2437 And wilt thou pluck my fair son from mine age
- 2438 And rob me of a happy mother's name?
- 2439 Is he not like thee? Is he not thine own?
- Duke of York
- 2440 Thou fond mad woman,
- 2441 Wilt thou conceal this dark conspiracy?
- 2442 A dozen of them here have ta'en the sacrament,
- 2443 And interchangeably set down their hands
- 2444 To kill the King at Oxford.
- Duchess of York
- 2445 He shall be none;
- 2446 We'll keep him here: then what is that to him?
- Duke of York
- 2447 Away, fond woman! were he twenty times my son
- 2448 I would appeach him.
- Duchess of York
- 2449 Hadst thou groan'd for him
- 2450 As I have done, thou'dst be more pitiful.
- 2451 But now I know thy mind: thou dost suspect
- 2452 That I have been disloyal to thy bed
- 2453 And that he is a bastard, not thy son:
- 2454 Sweet York, sweet husband, be not of that mind.
- 2455 He is as like thee as a man may be
- 2456 Not like to me, or any of my kin,
- 2457 And yet I love him.
- Duke of York
- 2458 Make way, unruly woman!
- [Exit.]
- Duchess of York
- 2459 After, Aumerle! Mount thee upon his horse;
- 2460 Spur post, and get before him to the king,
- 2461 And beg thy pardon ere he do accuse thee.
- 2462 I'll not be long behind; though I be old,
- 2463 I doubt not but to ride as fast as York:
- 2464 And never will I rise up from the ground
- 2465 Till Bolingbroke have pardon'd thee. Away! be gone.
- [Exeunt.]