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DR A MATIS PERSON Æ. KING RICHARD II.
friends to Duke of York,
Willoughby, $ Bolingbroke. John of Gaunt, uncles to Bishop of Carlisle, friends Dukeof Lan- / the King.
Sir Stephan to King
Richard. Bolingbroke, fon to John of
Lords Gaunt, afterwards King Surry,
in the Henry IV.
Abbot of Westmin Aumerle, son to the Duke of
Sir Pierce of Exton,
Queen to King Richard.
Duchess of Gloucester. Bushy,
Duchess of York. fervants to King Bagot,
Ladies attending on the Richard. Green,
Queeni Earl of Northum- friends
Heralds, two Gardeners, Percy, son to Nor- (ling- Keeper, Messenger, Groom,
thumberland, broke. and other Attendants. SCENE, dispersedly, in several parts of England.
The Court. Enter King Richard, John of Gaunt, with other Nobles
and attendants. K. Rich. LD John of Gaunt, time-honour'd
. Gaunt, I have, my Liege..en
K. Rich. Tell me moreover, haft thou founded him,
Gaunt. As near as I could fift him on that argument,
K. Rieb. Then call them to my presence; face to face,
SC. E N E
N E' II.
Mowb. Each day ftill better other's happiness;
K. Rich. We thank you both, yet one but fatters us,
Boling. First, (Heav'n be the record to my speech!):
divine foul answer it in heav'n.' Thou art a traitor and a miscreant. +
• i.e. call, demand. challenge, from appello. Mr. Pepe. +
Mowb. Let not my cold words here accuse my zeal; Tis not the trial of a woman's war, The bitter elainour of two eager tongiles, Can arbitrate this cause betwixt us twain ; The blood is hot that must be coolid for this. Yet can I not of such tame patience boast, As to be huih’d, and nought at all to say. First, the fair rev'rence of your Highness curbs me, From giving reins and spurs to my free speech; Which else would poft, until it had return'd These terms of treason doubled down his throat. Setting aside his high blood's royalty, And let him be no kinsman to my Liege, I do defy him, and I spit at him; Call him a sland'rous coward, and a villain; Which to maintain, I would allow him odds, And meet him, were'l ty'd to run a-foot Even to the frozen ridges of the Alps, Or any other ground unhabitable, Where never Englishman durft fet his foot, Meantime, let this defend my loyalty ; By all my hopes, most falfely doth he lye.
Boling. Pale trembling coward there I throw my Disclaiming here the kindred of a King, [gage. And lay aside my high blood's royalty ; (Which fear, not rev'rence, makes thee to except): if guilty dread hath left thee so much strength, As to take up mine honour's pawn, then stoop. By that, and all the rights of knighthood else, Will I make good against thee, arm to arm, What I have spoken, or thou canst devise.
Mowb. I take it up, and by that sword I swear, Which gently laid my knighthood on my shoulder, I'll answer thee in any fair degree, Or chivalrous design of knightly trial; And when I mount, alive may I not light, If I bé traitor, or unjustly fight !
Once more, the more to agg avate the note,
K. Rich. What doth our coufin lay to Mowbray's
Boling. Look what said, my life thall prove it true,
K. Rich. How high a pitch his resolution foars !
Mowb. O, let my Sovereign turn away his face,
K. Rich. Mowbray, impartial are our eyes and cars.
Jomb. Then, Bolingbroke, as low as to thy heart