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GAUNT. Come, come, my son, I'll bring thee on thy way:

Had I thy youth, and cause, I would not stay. BOLING. Then, England's ground, farewell; sweet soil, adieu;

My mother, and my nurse, that bears me yet!
Where-e'er I wander, boast of this I can,
Though banish'd, yet a trueborn Englishman '.

SCENE IV.

[Exeunt.

The Same. A Room in the King's Castle.

Enter King RICHARD, BAGOT, and GREEN;
AUMERLE following.

K. RICH. We did observe 2.-Cousin Aumerle,
How far brought you high Hereford on his way?
AUM. I brought high Hereford, if you call him so,
But to the next highway, and there I left him.
K. RICH. And, say, what store of parting tears
were shed?

AUM. 'Faith, none for me3: except the northeast wind,

1 - yet a trueborn Englishman.] Here the first Act ought to end, that between the first and second Acts there may be time for John of Gaunt to accompany his son, return, and fall sick. Then the first scene of the second Act begins with a natural conversation, interrupted by a message from John of Gaunt, by which the King is called to visit him, which visit is paid in the following scene. As the play is now divided, more time passes between the last two scenes of the first Act, than between the first Act and the second. JOHNSON.

2 We did OBSERVE.-] The King here addresses Green and Bagot, who we may suppose had been talking to him of Bolingbroke's "courtship to the common people," at the time of his departure. "Yes, (says Richard,) we did observe it." MALONE. 3 'Faith, none FOR ME :] i. e. none on my part. Thus, we say, "For me, I am content; Where those words have the same signification as here.

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Which then blew bitterly against our faces,
Awak'd the sleeping rheum; and so, by chance,
Did grace our hollow parting with a tear.

K. RICH. What said our cousin, when you parted with him?

AUM. Farewell:

And, for my heart disdained that my tongue Should so profane the word, that taught me craft To counterfeit oppression of such grief,

That words seem'd buried in my sorrow's grave. Marry, would the word farewell have lengthen'd hours,

And added years to his short banishment,
He should have had a volume of farewells;
But, since it would not, he had none of me.

K. RICH. He is our cousin, cousin; but 'tis doubt,

When time shall call him home from banishment, Whether our kinsman come to see his friends. Ourself, and Bushy, Bagot here, and Green 3,

Thus the authentick copies, the quarto 1597, and the folio 1623. The reviser of the second folio, 1632, who altered whatever he did not understand, substituted-by me, instead of the words in the text, and has been followed by all the subsequent editors. MALONE.

If we read for me, the expression will be equivocal, and seem as if it meant-no tears were shed on my account. So, in the preceding scene:

"O, let no noble eye profane a tear

"For me," &c. STEEVENS.

According to the doctrine here laid down, if the words of an author clearly and precisely admit of the meaning which he intends to convey, but at the same time may also bear a different sense, we are always to suppose that the passage is corrupt. I conceive, however, that if a writer has expressed his meaning, in proper and significant words, he may rest satisfied, though the words may be distorted to another sense from that which he intended.

MALONE.

3 Ourself, and Bushy, Bagot here, and Green,] The first quarto, 1597, has only-"Ourself and Bushy," in which way the line

Observ'd his courtship to the common people:-
How he did seem to dive into their hearts,
With humble and familiar courtesy ;

What reverence he did throw away on slaves;
Wooing poor craftsmen, with the craft of smiles,
And patient underbearing of his fortune,
As 'twere, to banish their affects with him.
Off goes his bonnet to an oyster-wench;
A brace of draymen bid-God speed him well,
And had the tribute of his supple knee *,
With-Thanks, my countrymen, my loving friends;-
As were our England in reversion his,
And he our subjects' next degree in hope

GREEN. Well, he is gone; and with him go these thoughts.

Now for the rebels, which stand out in Ireland ;-
Expedient manage must be made, my liege;
Ere further leisure yield them further means,
For their advantage, and your highness' loss.

K. RICH. We will ourself in person to this war.

appears in the subsequent quartos of 1597, 1608, and 1615. The folio reads:

"Ourself, and Bushy here, Bagot, and Greene." Which was perhaps what the author wrote, intending to point differently, by placing a comma after here; for it appears from the scenical direction of the quarto 1597, that Bushy was now on the stage: "Enter the King, with Bushie," &c. But in the folio the direction is "Enter the King, Aumerle, Greene, and Bagot," because it was observed that Bushy comes in afterwards with news (as the old quarto terms it.) On this account we cannot read Bushy here, and are obliged to adopt a transposition made in the quarto 1634:

"Ourself and Bushy, Bagot here, and Green." MALONE. -the tribute of his supple knee,] To illustrate this phrase, it should be remembered that courtesying, (the act of reverence now confined to women,) was anciently practised by men.

STEEVENS. And he our subjects' next degree in hope.] Spes altera Romæ. Virg. MALONE.

Expedient-] i. e. expeditious. So, in King John:
"His marches are expedient to this town."

STEEVENS.

And, for our coffers-with too great a court,
And liberal largess,-are grown somewhat light,
We are enforc'd to farm our royal realm;
The revenue whereof shall furnish us

For our affairs in hand: If that come short,
Our substitutes at home shall have blank charters;
Whereto, when they shall know what men are rich,
They shall subscribe them for large sums of gold,
And send them after to supply our wants;
For we will make for Ireland presently.

Enter BUSHY.

Bushy, what news?

BUSHY. Old John of Gaunt is grievous sick,
lord;

Suddenly taken; and hath sent post-haste,
To entreat your majesty to visit him.

K. RICH. Where lies he?

BUSHY. At Ely-house.

K. RICH. Now put it, heaven, in his physician's mind,

To help him to his grave immediately!

The lining of his coffers shall make coats
To deck our soldiers for these Irish wars.-
Come, gentlemen, let's all go visit him :
Pray God, we may make haste, and come too late!

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- FOR Our coffers-] i. e. because. So, at the beginning of this scene:

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And, for my heart disdained that my tongue," &c. Again, in Othello:

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Haply, for I am black-:" STEEVENS.

ACT II. SCENE I.

London. A Room in Ely-house.

GAUNT on a Couch; the Duke of YORK, and
Others standing by him.

GAUNT. Will the king come? that I may breathe my last

In wholesome counsel to his unstaied youth.

YORK. Vex not yourself, nor strive not with your breath;

For all in vain comes counsel to his ear.

8- the Duke of York,] Edmond Duke of York was the fifth son of Edward the Third, and was born in 1441, at Langley, near St. Alban's, in Hertford, from whence he had his surname. This prince, as Bishop Lowth has observed, (Life of William of Wykeham, 8vo. 1777, p. 205,) "was of an indolent disposition, a lover of pleasure, and averse to business; easily prevailed upon to lie still, and consult his own quiet, and never acting with spirit upon any occasion." That such was his disposition and character is ascertained by the following graphical description, given by Harding (a contemporary) in his Chronicle :

"That Edmonde hight of Langley, of good chere
"Glede and mery, and of his owne ay lived
"Withoutyn wronge, as chroniclers have breved.
"When al lordes went to counsels and parlement,
"He wolde to huntes and also to hawkynge,
"All gentilnes disporte that myrth appent
"He used aie, and to the poor supportynge,
"Wherever he wase in any place bidynge,
"Withoute supprise or any extorcion,
"Of the porayle or any oppression.

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"The kynge than made the Duke of Yorke be name
"Maister of the Mewhouse, and of hawkes feire,
"Of his venerie and maister of his game.
"In whatt cuntraie that he dyde repeire,
"Whiche wase to hym withoute any dispeyre,

"With more comforte and a gretter gladnes neire,
"Than been a lorde of worldly great riches."

Hardyng's Chronicle, MS. Harleian. No. 661, fol. 147.

MALONE.

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