Just death, kind umpire of men's miseries,

With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence:
I would, his troubles likewise were expired,
That so he might recover what was lost.

Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET.

1 Keep. My lord, your loving nephew now is

come.

Mor. Richard Plantagenet, my friend? Is he come?

Plan. Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly used,

Your nephew, late-despised Richard, comes.

Mor. Direct mine arms, I may embrace his neck, And in his bosom spend my latter gasp.

O, tell me, when my lips do touch his cheeks,
That I may kindly give one fainting kiss.

And now declare, sweet stem from York's great

stock,

Why didst thou say-of late thou wert despised? Plan. First, lean thine aged back against mine

arm;

And, in that ease, I'll tell thee my disease.1
This day, in argument upon a case,
Some words there grew 'twixt Somerset and me;
Among which terms, he used his lavish tongue,
And did upbraid me with my father's death;
Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,
Else with the like I had requited him.

Uneasiness, discontent.

Therefore, good uncle,-for my father's sake,
In honor of a true Plantagenet,

And for alliance' sake,-declare the cause

My father, earl of Cambridge, lost his head.

Mor. That cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd

me;

And hath detain'd me, all my flowering youth,
Within a loathsome dungeon, there to pine,
Was cursed instrument of his decease.

Plan. Discover more at large what cause that

was;

For I am ignorant, and cannot guess.

Mor. I will; if that my fading breath permit,
And death approach not ere my tale be done.
Henry the fourth, grandfather to this king,
Deposed his nephew Richard, Edward's son,
The first-begotten, and the lawful heir
Of Edward king, the third of that descent;
During whose reign, the Percies of the north,
Finding his usurpation most unjust,
Endeavor'd my advancement to the throne.
The reason moved these warlike lords to this,
Was-for that (young king Richard thus removed,
Leaving no heir begotten of his body)

I was the next by birth and parentage ;
For by my mother I derived am

From Lionel duke of Clarence, the third sor
To king Edward the third, whereas he
From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree,
Being but fourth of that heroic line.

But mark; as, in this haughty great attempt,

They labored to plant the rightful heir,
I lost my liberty, and they their lives.
Long after this, when Henry the fifth,-
Succeeding his father Bolingbroke,-did reign,
Thy father, earl of Cambridge, then derived
From famous Edmund Langley, duke of York,-
Marrying my sister, that thy mother was,
Again, in pity of my hard distress,
Levied an army, weening 1 to redeem,
And have install'd me in the diadem:

But, as the rest, so fell that noble earl,
And was beheaded. Thus the Mortimers,
In whom the title rested, were suppress'd.

Plan. Of which, my lord, your honor is the last. Mor. True; and thou seest that I no issue have, And that my fainting words do warrant death. Thou art my heir; the rest, I wish thee gather: But yet be wary in thy studious care.

Plan. Thy grave admonishments prevail with

me:

But yet, methinks, my father's execution
Was nothing less than bloody tyranny.

Mor. With silence, nephew, be thou politic:
Strong fixed is the house of Lancaster,

And, like a mountain, not to be removed.

But now thy uncle is removing hence;

As princes do their courts, when they are cloy'd
With long continuance in a settled place.

1 Thinking.

Plan. O uncle, would some part of my young

years

Might but redeem the passage of your age!

Mor. Thou dost then wrong me; as the slaughterer doth,

Which giveth many wounds, when one will kill.
Mourn not, except thou sorrow for my good;
Only give order for my funeral;

And so farewell, and fair be all thy hopes;

And prosperous be thy life in peace and war!

[dies.

Plan. And peace, no war befal thy parting soul!

In prison hast thou spent a pilgrimage,
And, like a hermit, overpass'd thy days.
Well, I will lock his counsel in my breast;
And what I do imagine, let that rest.
Keepers, convey him hence; and I myself
Will see his burial better than his life.

[Exeunt Keepers, bearing out Mortimer.
Here dies the dusky torch of Mortimer,
Choked with ambition of the meaner sort:
And, for those wrongs, those bitter injuries,
Which Somerset hath offer'd to my house,-
I doubt not, but with honor to redress :
And therefore haste I to the parliament;
Either to be restored to my blood,

1

Or make my ill the advantage of my good. [Exit.

1 i. e. my ill usage.

АСТ I I I.

SCENE I.

The same. The Parliament-House.

Florish. Enter KING HENRY, EXETER, GLOSTER, WARWICK, SOMERSET, and SUFFOLK; BISHOP OF

WINCHESTER, RICHARD PLANTAGENET, and others. Gloster offers to put up a bill;1 Winchester snatches it, and tears it.

Win. Comest thou with deep premeditated lines,
With written pamphlets studiously devised,
Humphrey of Gloster? If thou canst accuse,
Or aught intend'st to lay unto my charge,
Do it without invention suddenly;

As I with sudden and extemporal speech
Purpose to answer what thou canst object.
Glos. Presumptuous priest! this place commands
my patience,

Or thou shouldst find thou hast dishonor'd me.
Think not, although in writing I preferr'd
The manner of thy vile outrageous crimes,
That therefore I have forged, or am not able
Verbatim to rehearse the method of my pen.
No, prelate; such is thy audacious wickedness,
Thy lewd, pestiferous, and dissensious pranks,

1 i. e. articles of accusation.