Aum. Thou dar"st not (Coward) liue to see the day
Fitz. Now by my Soule, I would it were this houre
Aum. Fitzwater thou art d.a.m.n"d to h.e.l.l for this
Per. Aumerle, thou lye"st: his Honor is as true In this Appeale, as thou art all vniust: And that thou art so, there I throw my Gage To proue it on thee, to th" extreamest point Of mortall breathing. Seize it, if thou dar"st
Aum. And if I do not, may my hands rot off, And neuer brandish more reuengefull Steele, Ouer the glittering Helmet of my Foe
Surrey. My Lord Fitzwater: I do remember well, the very time Aumerle, and you did talke
Fitz. My Lord, "Tis very true: You were in presence then, And you can witnesse with me, this is true
Surrey. As false, by heauen, As Heauen it selfe is true
Fitz. Surrey, thou Lyest
Surrey. Dishonourable Boy; That Lye, shall lie so heauy on my Sword, That it shall render Vengeance, and Reuenge, Till thou the Lye-giuer, and that Lye, doe lye In earth as quiet, as thy Fathers Scull.
In proofe whereof, there is mine Honors p.a.w.ne, Engage it to the Triall, if thou dar"st
Fitzw. How fondly do"st thou spurre a forward Horse?
If I dare eate, or drinke, or breathe, or liue, I dare meete Surrey in a Wildernesse, And spit vpon him, whilest I say he Lyes, And Lyes, and Lyes: there is my Bond of Faith, To tye thee to my strong Correction.
As I intend to thriue in this new World, Aumerle is guiltie of my true Appeale.
Besides, I heard the banish"d Norfolke say, That thou Aumerle didst send two of thy men, To execute the n.o.ble Duke at Callis
Aum. Some honest Christian trust me with a Gage, That Norfolke lyes: here doe I throw downe this, If he may be repeal"d, to trie his Honor
Bull. These differences shall all rest vnder Gage, Till Norfolke be repeal"d: repeal"d he shall be; And (though mine Enemie) restor"d againe To all his Lands and Seignories: when hee"s return"d, Against Aumerle we will enforce his Tryall
Carl. That honorable day shall ne"re be seene.
Many a time hath banish"d Norfolke fought For Iesu Christ, in glorious Christian field Streaming the Ensigne of the Christian Crosse, Against black Pagans, Turkes, and Saracens: And toyl"d with workes of Warre, retyr"d himselfe To Italy, and there at Venice gaue His Body to that pleasant Countries Earth, And his pure Soule vnto his Captaine Christ, Vnder whose Colours he had fought so long
Bull. Why Bishop, is Norfolke dead?
Carl. As sure as I liue, my Lord
Bull. Sweet peace conduct his sweet Soule To the Bosome of good old Abraham.
Lords Appealants, your differe[n]ces shal all rest vnder gage, Till we a.s.signe you to your dayes of Tryall.
Enter Yorke.
Yorke. Great Duke of Lancaster, I come to thee From plume-pluckt Richard, who with willing Soule Adopts thee Heire, and his high Scepter yeelds To the possession of thy Royall Hand.
Ascend his Throne, descending now from him, And long liue Henry, of that Name the Fourth
Bull. In G.o.ds Name, Ile ascend the Regall Throne
Carl. Mary, Heauen forbid.
Worst in this Royall Presence may I speake, Yet best beseeming me to speake the truth.
Would G.o.d, that any in this n.o.ble Presence Were enough n.o.ble, to be vpright Iudge Of n.o.ble Richard: then true n.o.blenesse would Learne him forbearance from so foule a Wrong.
What Subiect can giue Sentence on his King?
And who sits here, that is not Richards Subiect?
Theeues are not iudg"d, but they are by to heare, Although apparant guilt be seene in them: And shall the figure of G.o.ds Maiestie, His Captaine, Steward, Deputie elect, Anoynted, Crown"d, planted many yeeres, Be iudg"d by subiect, and inferior breathe, And he himselfe not present? Oh, forbid it, G.o.d, That in a Christian Climate, Soules refin"de Should shew so heynous, black, obscene a deed.
I speake to Subiects, and a Subiect speakes, Stirr"d vp by Heauen, thus boldly for his King My Lord of Hereford here, whom you call King, Is a foule Traytor to prowd Herefords King.
And if you Crowne him, let me prophecie, The blood of English shall manure the ground, And future Ages groane for his foule Act.
Peace shall goe sleepe with Turkes and Infidels, And in this Seat of Peace, tumultuous Warres Shall Kinne with Kinne, and Kinde with Kinde confound.
Disorder, Horror, Feare, and Mutinie Shall here inhabite, and this Land be call"d The field of Golgotha, and dead mens Sculls.
Oh, if you reare this House, against this House It will the wofullest Diuision proue, That euer fell vpon this cursed Earth.
Preuent it, resist it, and let it not be so, Least Child, Childs Children cry against you, Woe
North. Well haue you argu"d Sir: and for your paines, Of Capitall Treason we arrest you here.
My Lord of Westminster, be it your charge, To keepe him safely, till his day of Tryall.
May it please you, Lords, to grant the Commons Suit?
Bull. Fetch hither Richard, that in common view He may surrender: so we shall proceede Without suspition
Yorke. I will be his Conduct.
Enter.
Bull. Lords, you that here are vnder our Arrest, Procure your Sureties for your Dayes of Answer: Little are we beholding to your Loue, And little look"d for at your helping Hands.
Enter Richard and Yorke.
Rich. Alack, why am I sent for to a King, Before I haue shooke off the Regall thoughts Wherewith I reign"d? I hardly yet haue learn"d To insinuate, flatter, bowe, and bend my Knee.
Giue Sorrow leaue a while, to tuture me To this submission. Yet I well remember The fauors of these men: were they not mine?
Did they not sometime cry, All hayle to me?
So Iudas did to Christ: but he in twelue, Found truth in all, but one; I, in twelue thousand, none.
G.o.d saue the King: will no man say, Amen?
Am I both Priest, and Clarke? well then, Amen.
G.o.d saue the King, although I be not hee: And yet Amen, if Heauen doe thinke him mee.
To doe what seruice, am I sent for hither?
Yorke. To doe that office of thine owne good will, Which tyred Maiestie did make thee offer: The Resignation of thy State and Crowne To Henry Bullingbrooke
Rich. Giue me the Crown. Here Cousin, seize y Crown: Here Cousin, on this side my Hand, on that side thine.
Now is this Golden Crowne like a deepe Well, That owes two Buckets, filling one another, The emptier euer dancing in the ayre, The other downe, vnseene, and full of Water: That Bucket downe, and full of Teares am I, Drinking my Griefes, whil"st you mount vp on high
Bull. I thought you had been willing to resigne
Rich. My Crowne I am, but still my Griefes are mine: You may my Glories and my State depose, But not my Griefes; still am I King of those
Bull. Part of your Cares you giue me with your Crowne
Rich. Your Cares set vp, do not pluck my Cares downe.
My Care, is losse of Care, by old Care done, Your Care, is gaine of Care, by new Care wonne: The Cares I giue, I haue, though giuen away, They "tend the Crowne, yet still with me they stay: Bull. Are you contented to resigne the Crowne?
Rich. I, no; no, I: for I must nothing bee: Therefore no, no, for I resigne to thee.
Now, marke me how I will vndoe my selfe.
I giue this heauie Weight from off my Head, And this vnwieldie Scepter from my Hand, The pride of Kingly sway from out my Heart.
With mine owne Teares I wash away my Balme, With mine owne Hands I giue away my Crowne, With mine owne Tongue denie my Sacred State, With mine owne Breath release all dutious Oathes; All Pompe and Maiestie I doe forsweare: My Manors, Rents, Reuenues, I forgoe; My Acts, Decrees, and Statutes I denie: G.o.d pardon all Oathes that are broke to mee, G.o.d keepe all Vowes vnbroke are made to thee.
Make me that nothing haue, with nothing grieu"d, And thou with all pleas"d, that hast all atchieu"d.
Long may"st thou liue in Richards Seat to sit, And soone lye Richard in an Earthie Pit.
G.o.d saue King Henry, vn-King"d Richard sayes, And send him many yeeres of Sunne-shine dayes.
What more remaines?
North. No more: but that you reade These Accusations, and these grieuous Crymes, Committed by your Person, and your followers, Against the State, and Profit of this Land: That by confessing them, the Soules of men May deeme, that you are worthily depos"d