And, that thou art so, there I throw my gage, Over the glittering helmet of my foe! Lord. I take the earth to the like, forsworn Aumerle; And spur thee on with full as many lies As may be holla'd in thy treacherous ear From sun to sun: there is my honour's pawn; Engage it to the trial, if thou dar'st. Aum. Who sets me else? by heaven, I'll throw at all: I have a thousand spirits in one breast, To answer twenty thousand such as you. Surrey. My lord Fitzwater, I do remember well The very time Aumerle and you did talk. Fitz. My lord, 'tis true: you were in presence then; And you can witness with me, this is true. Surrey. As false, by heaven, as heaven itself is true. Fitz. Surrey, thou liest. Surrey. Dishonourable boy ! That lie shall lie so heavy on my sword, In proof whereof, there is my honour's pawn; Fitz. How fondly dost thou spur a forward horse! If I dare eat, or drink, or breathe, or live, And spit upon him, whilst I say, he lies, Aum. Some honest Christian trust me with a gage, Boling. These differences shall all rest under gage, Till Norforlk be repeal'd: repcal'd he shall be, And, though mine enemy, restor'd again To all his land and signories; when he's return'd, Against Aumerle we will enforce his trial. Car. That honourable day shall ne'er be seen.— Many a time hath banish'd Norfolk fought For Jesu Christ; in glorious Christian field Streaming the ensign of the Christian cross, Against black pagans, Turks, and Saracens : And, toil'd with works of war, retir'd himself To Italy; and there, at Venice, gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long, Boling. Why, bishop, is Norfolk dead? Car. As sure as I live, my lord. Boling. Sweet peace conduct his sweet soul to the bosom Of good old Abraham!-Lords appellants, Enter YORK, attended. York, Great duke of Lancaster, I come to thee From plume-pluck'd Richard; who with willing soul Adopts thee heir, and his high scepter yields To the possession of thy royal hand: Ascend his throne, descending now from him,- Worst in this royal presence may I speak, And he himself not present? O, forbid it, God, Shall here inhabit, and this land be call'd O, if you rear this house against this house, That ever fell upon this cursed earth: Prevent, resist it, let it not be so, Lest child, child's children, cry against you-woe! North. Well have you argu'd, sir; and, for your pains, Of capital treason we arrest you here :- To keep him safely till his day of trial 43. May't please you, lords, to grant the commons' suit? Boling. Fetch hither Richard, that in common view He may surrender; so we shall proceed Without suspicion. York. I will be his conduct. [Exit. Boling. Lords, you that are here under our arrest, Procure your sureties for your days of answer :Little are we beholden to your love, [To Carlisle. And little look'd for at your helping hands. Re-enter YORK, with King RICHARD, and Officers bearing the crown, &c. K. Rich. Alack, why am I sent for to a king, Before I have shook off the regal thoughts Wherewith I reign'd? I hardly yet have learn'd To insinuate, flatter, bow, and bend my knee :Give sorrow leave a while to tutor me To this submission. Yet I well remember The favours of these men: Were they not mine? So Judas did to Christ: but he, in twelve, Found truth in all, but one; I, in twelve thousand, none. God save the king!-Will no man say, amen? York. To do that office, of thine own good will, The resignation of thy state and crown To Henry Bolingbroke. K. Rich. Give me the crown:-Here, cousin, seize the crown; |