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Here let us rest, if this rebellious earth
Have any resting for her true king's queen.

Enter King RICHARD, and Guards.
But soft, but see, or rather do not see,
My fair rose wither : Yet look up; behold;
That you in pity may dissolve to dew,
And wash him fresh again with true-love tears.-
Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand ;s
Thou map of honour: thou king Richard's tomb,
And not king Richard ; thou most beauteous inn,
Why should hard-favour'd grief be lodg’d in thee,
When triumph is become an alehouse guest?

K. Rich. Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so,
To make my end too sudden: learn, good soul,
To think our former state a happy dream;
From which awak'd, the truth of what we are
Shows us but this : I am sworn brother, sweet,
To grim necessity; and he and I
Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France,
And cloister thee in some religious house:
Our holy lives must win a new world's crown,
Which our profane hours here have stricken down.

Queen. What, is my Richard both in shape and mind
Transform'd and weakened ? Hath Bolingbroke
Depos'd thine intellect? Hath he been in thy heart?
The lion, dying, thrusteth forth his paw,
And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage
To be o’erpower'd; and wilt thou, pupil-like,
Take thy correction mildly? kiss the rod;
And fawn on rage with base humility,
Which art a lion, and a king of beasts?

K. Rich. A king of beasts, indeed; if aught but beasts, I had been still a happy king of men. Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for France :

the model where old Troy did stand ;] Model is frequently used by our author for a thing made ufter a pattern.

Thou ruined majesty, says the queen, that resemblest the desolated waste where Troy once stood.”—MALONE.

t Join not with grief,] Do not thou unite with grief against me; do not, by thy additional sorrows, enable grief to strike me down at once. My own part of sorrow I can bear, but thy affliction will immediately destroy me.-Johnson.

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Think, I am dead; and that even here thou tak'st,
As from my death-bed, my last living leave.
In winter's tedious nights, sit by the fire
With good old folks; and let them tell thee tales-
Of woeful ages, long ago betid:
And, ere thou bid good night, to quit their grief,"
Tell thou the lamentable fall of me,
And send the hearers weeping to their beds.
For why, the senseless brands will sympathize
The heavy accent of thy moving tongue,
And, in compassion, weep the fire out:
And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black,
For the deposing of a rightful king.

Enter NORTHUMBERLAND, attended.
North. My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is chang'd;
You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower.
And, madam, there is order ta'en for

you; With all swift speed you must away to France.

K. Rich. Northumberland, thou ladder where-withal The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne,The time shall not be many hours of age More than it is, ere foul sin, gathering head, Shall break into corruption : thou shalt think, Though he divide the realm, and give thee half, It is too little, helping him to all; And he shall think, that thou which know'st the way To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again, Being ne'er so little urg'd, another way To pluck him headlong from the usurped throne. The love of wicked friends converts to fear; That fear, to hate ; and hate turns one, or both, To worthy danger, and deserved death.

North. My guilt be on my head, and there an end. Take leave, and part; for you must part forthwith.

K. Rich. Doubly divorc'd ?-Bad men, ye violate A twofold marriage; ’twixt my crown and me; And then, betwixt me and my married wife.

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to quit their grief ;] To retaliate their mournful stories.

Let me unkiss the oath 'twixt thee and me;
And yet not so, for with a kiss 'twas made.-
Part us, Northumberland; I towards the north,
Where shivering cold and sickness pines the clime;
My wife to France; from whence, set forth in pomp,
She came adorned hither like sweet May,
Sent back like Hallowmas,* or short'st of day.

Queen. And must we be divided? must we part?
K. Rich. Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from

heart.
Queen. Banish us both, and send the king with me.
North. That were some love, but little policy.
Queen. Then whither he goes, thither let me go.

K. Rich. So two, together weeping, make one woe.
Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here;
Better far off, than-near, be ne'er the near .y
Go, count thy way with sighs; I, mine with groans.

Queen. So longest way shall have the longest moans.

K. Rich. Twice for one step I'll groan, the way being And piece the way out with a heavy heart, [short, Come, come, in wooing sorrow let's be brief, Since wedding it, there is such length in grief. One kiss shall stop our mouths, and doubly part; Thus give I mine, and thus I take thy heart. [They kiss.

Queen. Give me mine own again; 'twere no good part, To take on me to keep, and kill thy heart. [Kiss again. So, now I have mine own again, begone, That I may strive to kill it with a groan.

K. Rich. We make woe wanton with this fond delay: Once more, adieu ; the rest let sorrow say.

[Exeunt.

Hallowmas,] All-hallows, or all-hallow-tide; the first of November STEEVENS.

3 Better far off, than-near, be ne'er the near”.] The meaning is, it is better to be at a great distance, than being near each other, to find that we yet are not likely to be peaceably and happily united.-Malone.

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