King Richard II
Act II, Scene 3
Wilds in Gloucestershire.
- Enter Bullingbrook, Duke of Herford, Northumberland, and
- How far is it, my lord, to Berkeley now?
Northumberland2 - 18
- Believe me, noble lord,
- I am a stranger here in Gloucestershire.
- These high wild hills and rough uneven ways
- Draws out our miles and makes them wearisome,
- And yet your fair discourse hath been as sugar,
- Making the hard way sweet and delectable.
- But I bethink me what a weary way
- From Ravenspurgh to Cotshall will be found
- In Ross and Willoughby, wanting your company,
- Which, I protest, hath very much beguil’d
- The tediousness and process of my travel.
- But theirs is sweet’ned with the hope to have
- The present benefit which I possess,
- And hope to joy is little less in joy
- Than hope enjoyed. By this the weary lords
- Shall make their way seem short, as mine hath done
- By sight of what I have, your noble company.
Bullingbrook19 - 20
- Of much less value is my company
- Than your good words. But who comes here?
- Enter Harry Percy.
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- It is my son, young Harry Percy,
- Sent from my brother Worcester, whencesoever.
- Harry, how fares your uncle?
- I had thought, my lord, to have learn’d his health of you.
- Why, is he not with the Queen?
Percy26 - 28
- No, my good lord, he hath forsook the court,
- Broken his staff of office, and dispers’d
- The household of the King.
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- What was his reason?
- He was not so resolv’d when last we spake together.
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- Because your lordship was proclaimed traitor.
- But he, my lord, is gone to Ravenspurgh
- To offer service to the Duke of Herford,
- And sent me over by Berkeley, to discover
- What power the Duke of York had levied there,
- Then with directions to repair to Ravenspurgh.
- Have you forgot the Duke of Herford, boy?
Percy38 - 40
- No, my good lord, for that is not forgot
- Which ne’er I did remember. To my knowledge,
- I never in my life did look on him.
- Then learn to know him now, this is the Duke.
Percy42 - 45
- My gracious lord, I tender you my service,
- Such as it is, being tender, raw, and young,
- Which elder days shall ripen and confirm
- To more approved service and desert.
Bullingbrook46 - 51
- I thank thee, gentle Percy, and be sure
- I count myself in nothing else so happy
- As in a soul rememb’ring my good friends,
- And as my fortune ripens with thy love,
- It shall be still thy true love’s recompense.
- My heart this covenant makes, my hand thus seals it.
Northumberland52 - 53
- How far is it to Berkeley? And what stir
- Keeps good old York there with his men of war?
Percy54 - 57
- There stands the castle, by yon tuft of trees,
- Mann’d with three hundred men, as I have heard,
- And in it are the Lords of York, Berkeley, and Seymour,
- None else of name and noble estimate.
- Enter Ross and Willoughby.
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- Here come the Lords of Ross and Willoughby,
- Bloody with spurring, fiery-red with haste.
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- Welcome, my lords. I wot your love pursues
- A banish’d traitor. All my treasury
- Is yet but unfelt thanks, which more enrich’d
- Shall be your love and labor’s recompense.
- Your presence makes us rich, most noble lord.
- And far surmounts our labor to attain it.
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- Evermore thank’s the exchequer of the poor,
- Which, till my infant fortune comes to years,
- Stands for my bounty. But who comes here?
- It is my Lord of Berkeley, as I guess.
- Enter Berkeley.
- My Lord of Herford, my message is to you.
Bullingbrook71 - 74
- My lord, my answer is to Lancaster,
- And I am come to seek that name in England,
- And I must find that title in your tongue,
- Before I make reply to aught you say.
Berkeley75 - 81
- Mistake me not, my lord, ’tis not my meaning
- To rase one title of your honor out.
- To you, my lord, I come, what lord you will,
- From the most gracious regent of this land,
- The Duke of York, to know what pricks you on
- To take advantage of the absent time,
- And fright our native peace with self-borne arms.
- Enter York attended.
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- I shall not need transport my words by you,
- Here comes his Grace in person. My noble uncle!
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- Show me thy humble heart, and not thy knee,
- Whose duty is deceivable and false.
- My gracious uncle—
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- Tut, tut!
- Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.
- I am no traitor’s uncle, and that word “grace”
- In an ungracious mouth is but profane.
- Why have those banish’d and forbidden legs
- Dar’d once to touch a dust of England’s ground?
- But then more “why?”—why have they dar’d to march
- So many miles upon her peaceful bosom,
- Frighting her pale-fac’d villages with war
- And ostentation of despised arms?
- Com’st thou because the anointed King is hence?
- Why, foolish boy, the King is left behind,
- And in my loyal bosom lies his power.
- Were I but now lord of such hot youth
- As when brave Gaunt, thy father, and myself
- Rescued the Black Prince, that young Mars of men,
- From forth the ranks of many thousand French,
- O then how quickly should this arm of mine,
- Now prisoner to the palsy, chastise thee,
- And minister correction to thy fault!
Bullingbrook107 - 108
- My gracious uncle, let me know my fault,
- On what condition stands it and wherein?
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- Even in condition of the worst degree,
- In gross rebellion and detested treason.
- Thou art a banish’d man, and here art come,
- Before the expiration of thy time,
- In braving arms against thy sovereign.
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- As I was banish’d, I was banish’d Herford,
- But as I come, I come for Lancaster.
- And, noble uncle, I beseech your Grace
- Look on my wrongs with an indifferent eye.
- You are my father, for methinks in you
- I see old Gaunt alive. O then, my father,
- Will you permit that I shall stand condemn’d
- A wandering vagabond, my rights and royalties
- Pluck’d from my arms perforce—and given away
- To upstart unthrifts? Wherefore was I born?
- If that my cousin king be King in England,
- It must be granted I am Duke of Lancaster.
- You have a son, Aumerle, my noble cousin,
- Had you first died, and he been thus trod down,
- He should have found his uncle Gaunt a father
- To rouse his wrongs and chase them to the bay.
- I am denied to sue my livery here,
- And yet my letters-patents give me leave.
- My father’s goods are all distrain’d and sold,
- And these, and all, are all amiss employed.
- What would you have me do? I am a subject,
- And I challenge law. Attorneys are denied me,
- And therefore personally I lay my claim
- To my inheritance of free descent.
- The noble Duke hath been too much abused.
- It stands your Grace upon to do him right.
- Base men by his endowments are made great.
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- My lords of England, let me tell you this:
- I have had feeling of my cousin’s wrongs,
- And labor’d all I could to do him right;
- But in this kind to come, in braving arms,
- Be his own carver and cut out his way,
- To find out right with wrong—it may not be;
- And you that do abet him in this kind
- Cherish rebellion and are rebels all.
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- The noble Duke hath sworn his coming is
- But for his own; and for the right of that
- We all have strongly sworn to give him aid;
- And let him never see joy that breaks that oath!
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- Well, well, I see the issue of these arms.
- I cannot mend it, I must needs confess,
- Because my power is weak and all ill left;
- But if I could, by Him that gave me life,
- I would attach you all, and make you stoop
- Unto the sovereign mercy of the King;
- But since I cannot, be it known unto you
- I do remain as neuter. So fare you well,
- Unless you please to enter in the castle,
- And there repose you for this night.
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- An offer, uncle, that we will accept,
- But we must win your Grace to go with us
- To Bristow castle, which they say is held
- By Bushy, Bagot, and their complices,
- The caterpillars of the commonwealth,
- Which I have sworn to weed and pluck away.
York169 - 172
- It may be I will go with you, but yet I’ll pause,
- For I am loath to break our country’s laws.
- Nor friends, nor foes, to me welcome you are:
- Things past redress are now with me past care.