Gary Taylor, John Jowett, Terri Bourus, and Gabriel Egan (eds), The New Oxford Shakespeare: Modern Critical Edition
Editor’s NoteEnter Bolingbroke Duke of Lancaster and Hereford, [the Duke of York, the Earl of Northumberland, [and soldiers, with drum and colours]Editor’s Note1
bolingbroke So that by this intelligence we learn
2The Welshmen are dispersed, and Salisbury
3Is gone to meet the King, who lately landed
4With some few private friends upon this coast.5
northumberland The news is very fair and good, my lord.
Editor’s Note6Richard not far from hence hath hid his head.7
york It would beseem the Lord Northumberland
8To say 'King Richard.' Alack the heavy day
9When such a sacred king should hide his head!10
northumberland Your grace mistakes. Only to be brief
Editor’s Note11Left I his title out.
york The time hath been,
Editor’s Note12Would you have been so brief with him,
Editor’s Note14For taking so the head, your whole head's length.15
bolingbroke Mistake not, uncle, further than you should.16
york Take not, good cousin, further than you should,
Editor’s Note17Lest you mistake the heavens are over our heads.Editor’s Note18
bolingbroke I know it, uncle, and oppose not myself
Editor’s Note19Against their will. But who comes here?Enter [Harry] Percy [and a trumpeter]
20Welcome, Harry. What, will not this castle yield?21
harry percy The castle royally is manned, my lord,
Link 22Against thy entrance.
23Why, it contains no king.
harry percy Yes, my good lord,
24It doth contain a king: King Richard lies
Editor’s Note25Within the limits of yon lime and stone;
26And with him are the Lord Aumerle, Lord Salisbury,
27Sir Stephen Scrope, besides a clergyman
28Of holy reverence; who, I cannot learn.Editor’s Note29
northumberland O, belike it is the Bishop of Carlisle.30
bolingbroke [to Northumberland] Noble lord,
Editor’s Note31Go to the rude ribs of that ancient castle;
32Through brazen trumpet send the breath of parley
Editor’s Note33Into his ruined ears, and thus deliver.
35On both his knees doth kiss King Richard's hand,
36And sends allegiance and true faith of heart
Editor’s Note37To his most royal person, hither come
Editor’s Note38Even at his feet to lay my arms and power,
39Provided that my banishment repealed
40And lands restored again be freely granted.
41If not, I'll use the advantage of my power,
42And lay the summer's dust with showers of blood
43Rained from the wounds of slaughtered Englishmen;
Editor’s Note44The which how far off from the mind of Bolingbroke
45It is such crimson tempest should bedrench
Editor’s Note46The fresh green lap of fair King Richard's land
Editor’s Note47My stooping duty tenderly shall show.
48Go, signify as much, while here we march
49Upon the grassy carpet of this plain.
50Let's march without the noise of threat'ning drum,
Editor’s Note51That from this castle's tottered battlements
Editor’s Note52Our fair appointments may be well perused.
53Methinks King Richard and myself should meet
55Of fire and water when their thund'ring shock
56At meeting tears the cloudy cheeks of heaven.
57Be he the fire, I'll be the yielding water.
Editor’s Note58The rage be his, whilst on the earth I rain
Link 59My waters on the earth, and not on him.
60March on, and mark King Richard how he looks.[They march about the stage, then Bolingbroke, York, Percy, and soldiers stand at a distance from walls; Northumberland and trumpeter advance to the walls. Parle without, and answer within: then a flourish.] Editor’s NoteRichard appeareth on the walls, [with the Bishop of Carlisle, the Duke of Aumerle, Scrope, Earl of Salisbury]
61See, see. King Richard doth himself appear,
Editor’s Note62As doth the blushing discontented sun
Editor’s Note63From out the fiery portal of the east
Editor’s Note64When he perceives the envious clouds are bent
Editor’s Note65To dim his glory and to stain the track
66Of his bright passage to the occident.Editor’s Note67
york Yet looks he like a king. Behold his eye,
Editor’s Note68As bright as is the eagle's, lightens forth
69Controlling majesty. Alack, alack for woe
70That any harm should stain so fair a show!Editor’s Note71
king richard [to Northumberland] We are amazed; and thus long have we stood
72To watch the fearful bending of thy knee,
73Because we thought ourself thy lawful king.
74An if we be, how dare thy joints forget
Editor’s Note75To pay their aweful duty to our presence?
76If we be not, show us the hand of God
77That hath dismissed us from our stewardship.
78For well we know no hand of blood and bone
Editor’s Note79Can grip the sacred handle of our sceptre,
80Unless he do profane, steal, or usurp.
81And though you think that all—as you have done—
82Have torn their souls by turning them from us,
Editor’s Note83And we are barren and bereft of friends,
84Yet know my master, God omnipotent,
85Is mustering in his clouds on our behalf
86Armies of pestilence; and they shall strike
87Your children yet unborn and unbegot,
Editor’s Note88That lift your vassal hands against my head,
89And threat the glory of my precious crown.
90Tell Bolingbroke, for yon methinks he stands,
91That every stride he makes upon my land
Editor’s Note92Is dangerous treason. He is come to open
pg 894Editor’s Note93The purple testament of bleeding war;
Link 94But ere the crown he looks for live in peace,
Editor’s Note95Ten thousand bloody crowns of mothers' sons
Editor’s Note96Shall ill become the flower of England's face,
97Change the complexion of her maid-pale peace
98To scarlet indignation, and bedew
99Her pastures' grass with faithful English blood.Editor’s Note100
northumberland The King of heaven forbid our lord the King
Editor’s Note101Should so with civil and uncivil arms
102Be rushed upon. Thy thrice-noble cousin
103Harry Bolingbroke doth humbly kiss thy hand,
104And by the honourable tomb he swears,
105That stands upon your royal grandsire's bones,
106And by the royalties of both your bloods,
Editor’s Note107Currents that spring from one most gracious head,
108And by the buried hand of warlike Gaunt,
109And by the worth and honour of himself,
110Comprising all that may be sworn or said,
Editor’s Note111His coming hither hath no further scope
112Than for his lineal royalties, and to beg
Editor’s Note113Enfranchisement immediate on his knees;
Editor’s Note114Which on thy royal party granted once,
Editor’s Note115His glittering arms he will commend to rust,
Editor’s Note116His barbèd steeds to stables, and his heart
117To faithful service of your majesty.
118This swears he, as he is a prince and just,
Editor’s Note119And as I am a gentleman I credit him.Editor’s Note120
king richard Northumberland, say thus the King returns:
121His noble cousin is right welcome hither,
122And all the number of his fair demands
123Shall be accomplished without contradiction.
124With all the gracious utterance thou hast,
125Speak to his gentle hearing kind commends.[Northumberland and the trumpeter return to Bolingbroke] [To Aumerle]
126We do debase ourselves, cousin, do we not,
Editor’s Note127To look so poorly and to speak so fair?
128Shall we call back Northumberland, and send
129Defiance to the traitor, and so die?130
aumerle No, good my lord, let's fight with gentle words
Link 131Till time lend friends, and friends their helpful swords.132
king richard O God, O God, that e'er this tongue of mine
133That laid the sentence of dread banishment
134On yon proud man should take it off again
pg 895Editor’s Note135With words of sooth! O, that I were as great
136As is my grief, or lesser than my name,
137Or that I could forget what I have been,
138Or not remember what I must be now!
139Swell'st thou, proud heart? I'll give thee scope to beat,
140Since foes have scope to beat both thee and me.[Northumberland advances to the wall and Richard's faction]141
aumerle Northumberland comes back from Bolingbroke.142
king richard What must the King do now? Must he submit?
143The King shall do it. Must he be deposed?
144The King shall be contented. Must he lose
Editor’s Note145The name of King? A God's name, let it go.
Editor’s Note146I'll give my jewels for a set of beads,
147My gorgeous palace for a hermitage,
148My gay apparel for an almsman's gown,
Editor’s Note149My figured goblets for a dish of wood,
Editor’s Note150My sceptre for a palmer's walking staff,
151My subjects for a pair of carvèd saints,
152And my large kingdom for a little grave,
Editor’s Note153A little little grave, an òbscure grave;
154Or I'll be buried in the King's highway,
Editor’s Note155Some way of common trade where subjects' feet
156May hourly trample on their sovereign's head;
157For on my heart they tread now whilst I live,
158And, buried once, why not upon my head?
159Aumerle, thou weep'st, my tender-hearted cousin.
Editor’s Note160We'll make foul weather with despisèd tears.
Editor’s Note161Our sighs and they shall lodge the summer corn,
Editor’s Note162And make a dearth in this revolting land.
Editor’s Note163Or shall we play the wantons with our woes,
Editor’s Note164And make some pretty match with shedding tears,
Editor’s Note165As thus to drop them still upon one place
Editor’s Note166Till they have fretted us a pair of graves
Editor’s Note167Within the earth, and therein laid? 'There lies
Editor’s Note169Would not this ill do well? Well, well, I see
Editor’s Note170I talk but idly, and you laugh at me.
171Most mighty prince, my lord Northumberland,
172What says King Bolingbroke? Will his majesty
173Give Richard leave to live till Richard die?
Editor’s Note174You make a leg, and Bolingbroke says 'Ay'.pg 896175
northumberland My lord, in the base court he doth attend
176To speak with you. May it please you to come down?Editor’s Note177
king richard Down, down I come, like glist'ring Phaëton,
Editor’s Note178Wanting the manage of unruly jades.
Editor’s Note179In the base court: base court where kings grow base,
Editor’s Note180To come at traitors' calls, and do them grace.
Editor’s Note181In the base court, come down: down court, down King,
Editor’s Note182For night-owls shriek where mounting larks should sing.[Exeunt Richard and his party]183
bolingbroke What says his majesty?
northumberland Sorrow and grief of heart
Editor’s Note184Makes him speak fondly, like a frantic man.[Enter King Richard and his party below]
185Yet he is come.
bolingbroke Stand all apart,
186And show fair duty to his majesty.Editor’s NoteHe kneels down
187My gracious lord.188
king richard Fair cousin, you debase your princely knee
189To make the base earth proud with kissing it.
Editor’s Note190Me rather had my heart might feel your love
Editor’s Note191Than my unpleased eye see your courtesy.
Editor’s Note192Up, cousin, up. Your heart is up, I know,
Editor’s Note193Thus high at least, although your knee be low.194
bolingbroke My gracious lord, I come but for mine own.195
king richard Your own is yours, and I am yours, and all.Editor’s Note196
bolingbroke So far be mine, my most redoubted lord,
197As my true service shall deserve your love.198
king richard Well you deserve. They well deserve to have
199That know the strong'st and surest way to get.[Bolingbroke rises] [To York]
200Uncle, give me your hands. Nay, dry your eyes.
Editor’s Note201Tears show their love, but want their remedies.[To Bolingbroke]
202Cousin, I am too young to be your father,
Link 203Though you are old enough to be my heir.
204What you will have I'll give, and willing too;
205For do we must what force will have us do.
206Set on towards London, cousin: is it so?207
bolingbroke Yea, my good lord.
king richard Then I must not say no.Editor’s Note[Flourish. Exeunt.]