Redeem from broking pawn the blemish'd crown, Ross. To horse, to horse! urge doubts to them that fear. Willo. Hold out my horse, and I will first be there. [Exeunt. SCENE II. The same. A Room in the Palace. Enter Queen, BUSHY, and Bagot. Bushy. Madam, your majesty is too much sad: You promis'd, when you parted with the king, To lay aside life-harming heaviness, And entertain a cheerful disposition. Queen. To please the king, I did; to please myself, I cannot do it; yet I know no cause Why I should welcome such a guest as grief, Which show like grief itself, but are not so: 33 Gilding. 1 It has been shown in a former note that perspective meant optical glasses, to assist the sight in any way. Mr. Henley says that the perspectives here mentioned were round crystal glasses, the convex surface of which was cut into faces like those of the rose-diamond; the concave left uniformly smooth; which if placed Show nothing but confusion; ey'd awry, Or if it be, 'tis with false sorrow's eye, Which, for things true, weeps things imaginary. As, though, in thinking, on no thought I think2,--- Queen. "Tis nothing less: conceit it still deriv'd But what it is, that is not yet known; what as here represented, would exhibit the different appearances described by the poet.' But it may have reference to that kind of optical delusion called anamorphosis; which is a perspective projection of a picture, so that at one point of view it shall appear a confused mass, or different to what it really is, in another, an exact and regular representation. Sometimes it is made to appear confused to the naked eye, and regular when viewed in a glass or mirror of a certain form. A picture of a chancellor of France, presented to the common beholder a multitude of little faces; but if one did look at it through a perspective, there appeared only the single pourtraiture of the chancellor.-Humane Industry, 1651. This is again alluded to in Twelfth Night, Act v. Sc. 1:~ 'A natural perspective, that is, and is not.' Thus also in Henry V :-'My lord, you see them perspectively, the cities turned into a maid. See vol. i. p. 361, note 13. 2 The old copies have 'on thinking, which is an evident error: we should read, 'As though in thinking' i. e. though musing, I have no idea of calamity. The involuntary and unaccountable depression of the mind, which every one has sometimes felt, is here very forcibly described. 3 Fanciful conception. Enter GREEN. Green. God save your majesty!-and well met, gentlemen: I hope, the king is not yet shipp'd for Ireland. And driven into despair an enemy's hope, Queen. Now God in heaven forbid! Green. O, madam, 'tis too true: and that is worse,The Lord Northumberland, his young son Henry Percy, The lords of Ross, Beaumond, and Willoughby, And all the rest of the revolted faction, traitors5? Queen. So, Green, thon art the midwife to my woe, And Bolingbroke my sorrow's dismal heir6: 4 Retir'd, i. e. drawn it back; a French sense. 5 The first quarto, 1597, reads :— 'And all the rest of the revolted faction, traitors?' The folio, and the quarto of 1598 and 1608: 'And the rest of the revolting faction, traitors?' 6 The queen had said before, that some unborn sorrow, ripe in fortune's womb, was coming toward her.' She talks afterward of her unknown griefs being begotten; she calls Green 'the midwife of her woe;' and then means to say in the same Now hath my soul brought forth her prodigy; Queen. Who shall hinder me? I will despair, and be at enmity With cozening hope; he is a flatterer, Who gently would dissolve the bands of life, Enter YORK. Green. Here comes the duke of York. Queen. With signs of war about his aged neck; O, full of careful business are his looks!Uncle, For heaven's sake, speak comfortable words. York. Should I do so, I should belie my thoughts: Comfort's in heaven; and we are on the earth, Where nothing lives but crosses, care, and grief. Your husband he is gone to save far off, Whilst others come to make him lose at home: Here am I left to underprop his land; Who, weak with age, cannot support myself:— Now comes the sick hour that his surfeit made; Now shall he try his friends that flatter'd him. Enter a Servant. Serv. My lord, your son was gone before I came. York. He was?-Why, so!-go all which way it will! The nobles they are fled, the commons they are cold, And will, I fear, revolt on Hereford's side.Sirrah, get thee to Plashy, to my sister Gloster; metaphorical style, that the arrival of Bolingbroke was the dismal offspring that her foreboding sorrow was big of; which she expresses by calling him her 'sorrow's dismal heir, and explains more fully in the following line: 'Now hath my soul brought forth her prodigy." Bid her send me presently a thousand pound:Hold, take my ring. Serv. My lord, I had forgot to tell your lordship: To-day, as I came by, I called there; But I shall grieve you to report the rest. Serv. An hour before I came, the duchess died. me. Go, fellow, [To the Servant.] get thee home, provide some carts, And bring away the armour that is there. [Exit Servant. Gentlemen, will you go muster men? if I know How, or which way, to order these affairs, Thus disorderly thrust into my hands, Never believe me. Both are my kinsmen;The one's my sovereign, whom both my oath And duty bids defend; the other again, Is my kinsman, whom the king hath wrong'd; Whom conscience and my kindred bids to right. Well, somewhat we must do.- Come, cousin, I'll Dispose of you:-Gentlemen, go, muster up your men, And meet me presently at Berkley-castle. Disloyalty, treachery. 8 Not one of York's brothers had his head cut off, either by the king or any one else. Gloster, to whose death he probably alludes, was smothered between two beds at Calais. 9 This is one of Shakspeare's touches of nature. York is talking to the queen, his cousin, but the recent death of his sister is uppermost in his mind. |