Which elder days shall ripen, and confirm To more approved service and desert. Boling. I thank thee, gentle Percy; and be sure, It shall be still thy true love's recompense: My heart this covenant makes, my hand thus seals it. Enter Ross and WILLOUGHBY. North. Here come the lords of Ross and Willoughby, Bloody with spurring, fiery-red with haste. Boling. Welcome, my lords: I wot your love pursues Is yet but unfelt thanks, which, more enrich'd, Ross. Your presence makes us rich, most noble lord. Enter BERKLEY. North. It is my lord of Berkley, as I guess. And I am come to seek that name in England : Before I make reply to aught you say. Berk. Mistake me not, my lord; 't is not my meaning To raze one title of your honour out :— a To Lancaster. I do not answer to the name of Hereford-my answer is to the name of Lancaster. a To you, my lord, I come, (what lord you will,) And fright our native peace with self-born arms. Enter YORK, attended. Boling. I shall not need transport my words by you; Here comes his grace in person. My noble uncle! [Kneels. York. Show me thy humble heart, and not thy knee, Whose duty is deceivable and false. Boling. My gracious uncle! York. Tut, tut! Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle. Why have these banish'd and forbidden legs So 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 minister correction to thy fault! Boling. My gracious uncle, let me know my fault; On what condition stands it, and wherein ? a Gracious in the first quarto ;-glorious in the folio, which also omits regent. This is the reading of the first quarto. The folio reads, In 'Romeo and Juliet' we have, "Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds." c Despised arms. The ostentation of arms which we despise. York. 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. Boling. As I was banish'd, I was banish'd Hereford: But as I come, I come for Lancaster. And, noble uncle, I beseech your grace, Look on my wrongs with an indifferent eye: And yet my letters-patents give me leave: To my inheritance of free descent. North. The noble duke hath been too much abus'd. Ross. It stands your grace upon, to do him right. Willo. Base men by his endowments are made great. York. My lords of England, let me tell you this,I have had feeling of my cousin's wrongs, And labour'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 wrongs,-it may not be ; And you that do abet him in this kind, Cherish rebellion, and are rebels all. North. The noble duke hath sworn his coming is you Boling. An offer, uncle, that we will accept. with us Which I have sworn to weed, and pluck away. York. It may be I will go with you:-but For I am loth to break our country's laws. yet I'll pause; Nor friends, nor foes, to me welcome you are: SCENE IV.-A Camp in Wales. Enter SALISBURY and a Captain. [Exeunt. Cap. My lord of Salisbury, we have stay'd ten days, And hardly kept our countrymen together, And yet we hear no tidings from the king; Therefore we will disperse ourselves: farewell. Sal. Stay yet another day, thou trusty Welshman; The king reposeth all his confidence In thee. Cap. 'Tis thought the king is dead; we will not stay. The bay-trees in our country are all wither'd, And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven; As well assur'd Richard their king is dead. [Exit. Sal. Ah, Richard! with the eyes of heavy mind, I see thy glory, like a shooting star, Fall to the base earth from the firmament! a Or fall is not in the original copies. [Exit. |