Dutch. Not yet, I thee befeech: For ever will I kneel upon my knees, And never fee day that the happy fees, 'Till thou give joy; until thou bid me joy, By pardoning Rutland, my tranfgreffing boy. Aum. Unto my mother's prayers, I bend my knee. [Kneels: York. Against them both, my true joints bended be. [Kneels. Ill may'st thou thrive, if thou grant any grace. Dutch. Pleads he in earnest? look upon his face; His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are in jest; His words come from his mouth, ours from our breast: prays but faintly, and would be deny'd; He We pray with heart, and foul, and all befide: His weary joints would gladly rife, I know; Our knees fhall kneel 'till to the ground they grow: Ours, of true zeal and deep integrity. Our prayers do out-pray his; then let them "crave That mercy, which true prayers ought to have. Dutch. Nay, do not fay-stand up; But, pardon, firft; and afterwards, ftand up. • bave Gg 3 That W That fet'ft the word itfelf against the word!- Dutch. I do not fue to ftand, Pardon is all the fuit I have in hand. Boling. I pardon him, as heaven fhall pardon me, Twice faying pardon, doth not pardon twain, Boling. With all my heart pardon him. Dutch. A god on earth thou art. Boling. But for our trusty brother-in-law-and the abbot, With all the reft of that conforted crew,- Your mother well hath pray'd, and prove you true. Dutch. Come, my old fon; I pray heaven make thee W new. chopping]-jabbering. [Exeunt. x brother-in-law-John Holland, Duke of Exeter, and Earl of Hantingdon, own brother to Richard II. who had married the Lady Eliza, beth, filter to Bolingbroke. SCENE Exton. Didft thou not mark the king, what words he Have I no friend, will rid me of this living fear? Was it not fo? Serv. Those were his very words. Exton. Have I no friend? quoth he: he spake it twice, And urg'd it twice together; did he not. Serv. He did. Exton. And, fpeaking it, he wiftly look'd on me; SCENE V. The Prifon at Pomfret caftle. Enter King Richard. [Exeunt. K. Rich. I have been studying how I may compare This prifon, where I live, unto the world: I cannot do it ;-Yet I'll hammer it out. My brain fhall prove the female to my foul; A generation of ftill-breeding thoughts, And these fame thoughts people this little world; Y this little world;]-his own frame, the human microcofm, as 'tis often called. In humours, like the people of this world, As thus,-Come, little ones; and then again,— To thread the poftern of a needle's eye. Thoughts tending to ambition, they do plot And straight am nothing :-But, what-e'er I am, [Mufic. When time is broke, and no proportion kept! And here have I the daintiness of ear, To check time broke in a diforder'd ftring; Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears. For, though it have holpe madmen to their wits, Enter Groom. Groom. Hail, royal prince! K. Rich. Thanks, noble peer; To check]-To chide, correct-To bear. and, with figbs, they jar their watches on ;]-which are mark'd out by my fighs, refembling, both in their harfhnefs, and frequency, the vibrations of a pendulum. the outward watch,]-the outward part, or plate of the watch. bis Jack o' the clock.]-the figure of a man striking the hours, &c. on the bell-and ftrike for him. madmen]-perfons bitten by the Tarantula. Is a Arange brooch in this all-bating world.]-An ornament out of fashion, a rarity in this world made up of malice. The |