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Henry. I have a kind foul that would give you thanks, And knows not how to do it, but with tears.

Baft. Oh, let us pay the time but needful woe,
Since it hath been before-hand with our griefs.
4 'Thus England never did, and never shall,
Lye at the proud foot of a Conqueror,
But when it firft did help to wound it felf.
Now these her Princes are come home again,
Come the three corners of the world in arms

And we shall fhock them. Nought fhall make us rue,
If England to it felf do reft but true.

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THE

THE

LIFE and DEATH

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RICHARD

THE

SECOND.

KING Richard the Second.

Duke of York,

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John of Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster, Uncles to the King. Bolingbroke, Earl of Hereford, Son to John of Gaunt, afterwards King Henry the Fourth.

Aumerle, Son to the Duke of York.

Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk.

Earl of Salisbury.

Earl Barkley.

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Sir Pierce of Exton, one of Bolingbroke's Creatures.

A Captain of a band of Welfhmen.

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Dutchess of York.

Ladies attending on the Queen.

Heralds, two Gardiners, Keeper, Messenger, and other

Attendants.

SCENE, ENGLAND.

THE

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Enter King Richard, John of Gaunt, with other Nobles and Attendants.

King RICHARD.

LD John of Gaunt, time-honour'd Lancaster,
Haft thou, according to thy oath and bond,
Brought hither Henry Hereford thy bold fon,
Here to make good the boift'rous late Appeal,
Which then our leifure would not let us hear,
Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray.
Gaunt. I have, my Liege.

K. Rich. Tell me moreover, haft thou founded him,
If he appeal the Duke on ancient malice,

Or worthily, as a good fubject fhould,

On fome known ground of treachery in him?

Gaunt. As near as I could fift him on that argument,

On fome apparent danger seen in him

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Aim'd at your Highness; no invet'rate malice.

K. Rich. Then call them to our presence; face to face, And frowning brow to brow, our felves will hear Th' accufer, and th' accufed freely speak: High-ftomach'd are they both, and full of ire; In rage, deaf as the fea; hafty as fire.

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Enter Bolingbroke and Mowbray.

Boling. May many years of happy days befal My gracious Sovereign, my moft loving Liege! Mowb. Each day ftill better others happiness; Until the heavens envying earth's good hap, Add an immortal title to your crown!

K. Rich. We thank you both, yet one but flatters us,
As well appeareth by the caufe you come for;
Namely t' appeal each other of high treason,
Coufin of Hereford, what doft thou object
Against the Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Mowbray?
Boling. First, (Heaven be the record to my speech!)
In the devotion of a fubject's love,

Tend'ring the precious fafety of my Prince,
And free from other mif-begotten hate,
Come I Appellant to this princely presence.
Now, Thomas Mowbray, do I turn to thee,
And mark my greeting well; for what I fpeak,
My body shall make good upon this earth,
Or my divine foul anfwer it in heav'n.
Thou art a traitor and a miscreant, a

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-a mifcreant.

Too good to be fo, and too bad to live.
Since the more fair and cryftal is the sky,
The uglier feem the clouds that in it fly;
Once more, the more to aggravate the Note,
With a foul traitor's name ftuff I thy throat,
And wish, so please my Sovereign, ere I move,

What my tongue fpeaks, my right drawn fword may prove.
Mowb. Let not &c.

I come;

Mowb.

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