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The Life anti Death
Would he not ftumble ? would he not fall downs
(Since pride muft have a fall) and breake the hecks
Of that proud manjhat did ul urpe his backe?
Forgivenefle horfe; why do I raile on thee.
Since thou created to be aw d by man
W as’t borne to beare?I was not made a horfe
And yet lbeare a burthen like an Afle,
Spur-gaird,and tyr’d by /auncing Bullingbro<>k*i
Enter Keeper with a dijh,
X^.FclloWjgive place, here is no longer flay.
Rich At thou love me, ’tis time thou weft away.’
Groo* What my tongue dares not, that my heart fhall
%■ , . Exit.
i Keep* My Lord wilt |>lea{e you to fall too ?
Tattdpfit firft,asthou weft wont to doo*
My Lord I dare not: SitPercj of Exton,
Who lately came from th King, commands the contrary.
R ich. The divell take Henry of Lancaster, and thee;
Patience is ftaleand I am weary of it*
Keep* Helps, helpe,iielpe.
Enter Exton and Servants*
tf/. How now? what meanes death in this rudealfault?
Villaine,thine ownehand yeilds thy deaths inftrument,
Gocfthou and fill another roome in hell*
Exton Jfnkps him dorm*
That hand fhall burne in never-quenching fire,
That#aggers thus my perlbn. £^/<»»,thy fierce hand,
Hath with the Kings bloodaftain’d the Kings owne land.
Mount,mount my fouIe,thy feateis up on high,
tWhifft my grofie flelh finkcs downeward hereto dye*
Ex. Asftili of valour as of Royal! blood,
Both have I fpilu Oh would the deed were good,
For now the divell, that told me I did well,
Sayes that this deed is Chronicled in hell.
1 his dead King to the living King ile beare,
Take hence the reft; and give them burial! here. Exit,
VT'. ;^ * US ri ‘ Ft 1 - ^ •* r ’ ^ Seen a
of Richard the fecond*
Scxna Quinta.
Flenrifi, Enter Bullinghrooke3Torkf>with
other Lords i and Attendants*
BuEVnck Y orke.thelateft newes we heare,
]S that the Rebels have confum’d with fire
Our Towne of Ciceter in Glocefterflure,
But whether they be taneor fiaine,we heare not
Enter Northumberland*
VVelcomemy LordjWhatis the newes?
Nor. Firfijto thy facred ftate,wifli I all happinelfe;
The next ne wes is,I have to London lent t):.
The heads of Salisbury* Spencer J$luntjjs\& Kent:
The manner of their taking may appear©
At large difeourfed in this paper here.
Bui. We thanke thee gentle Percy for thy paines,
And to thy worth will adde right worthy games*
Enter Fitx-water.
Fitz. My Lord, Ihave from Oxford lent to London^
The heads oFQroccas}and SkBenuet Seelyy
Two of the dangerous confortedTraitors,
That fought at Oxford,thy dire overthrow*
Bui* Thy paines Fitz-waterfiitM not be forgot.
Right Noble is thy merit, well I wot*
Enter Percy^ and Carlile.
Per. The grand confpirator, Abbot of Westminftcr*
VVith clog ofconfcicnce}and fowre melancholly.
Hath yeilded up his body to the graue,
But here is living to abide
Thy Kingly doomc, and lentence of his pride*
Car hie, this is your doome:
^hoofe out feme fecretplaccjfome reverend roome
^ -ore than thou haft, and with it joy thy felfe:
•0 3s thou liv’ft in peace, dye free from ftrife:
For
Would he not ftumble ? would he not fall downs
(Since pride muft have a fall) and breake the hecks
Of that proud manjhat did ul urpe his backe?
Forgivenefle horfe; why do I raile on thee.
Since thou created to be aw d by man
W as’t borne to beare?I was not made a horfe
And yet lbeare a burthen like an Afle,
Spur-gaird,and tyr’d by /auncing Bullingbro<>k*i
Enter Keeper with a dijh,
X^.FclloWjgive place, here is no longer flay.
Rich At thou love me, ’tis time thou weft away.’
Groo* What my tongue dares not, that my heart fhall
%■ , . Exit.
i Keep* My Lord wilt |>lea{e you to fall too ?
Tattdpfit firft,asthou weft wont to doo*
My Lord I dare not: SitPercj of Exton,
Who lately came from th King, commands the contrary.
R ich. The divell take Henry of Lancaster, and thee;
Patience is ftaleand I am weary of it*
Keep* Helps, helpe,iielpe.
Enter Exton and Servants*
tf/. How now? what meanes death in this rudealfault?
Villaine,thine ownehand yeilds thy deaths inftrument,
Gocfthou and fill another roome in hell*
Exton Jfnkps him dorm*
That hand fhall burne in never-quenching fire,
That#aggers thus my perlbn. £^/<»»,thy fierce hand,
Hath with the Kings bloodaftain’d the Kings owne land.
Mount,mount my fouIe,thy feateis up on high,
tWhifft my grofie flelh finkcs downeward hereto dye*
Ex. Asftili of valour as of Royal! blood,
Both have I fpilu Oh would the deed were good,
For now the divell, that told me I did well,
Sayes that this deed is Chronicled in hell.
1 his dead King to the living King ile beare,
Take hence the reft; and give them burial! here. Exit,
VT'. ;^ * US ri ‘ Ft 1 - ^ •* r ’ ^ Seen a
of Richard the fecond*
Scxna Quinta.
Flenrifi, Enter Bullinghrooke3Torkf>with
other Lords i and Attendants*
BuEVnck Y orke.thelateft newes we heare,
]S that the Rebels have confum’d with fire
Our Towne of Ciceter in Glocefterflure,
But whether they be taneor fiaine,we heare not
Enter Northumberland*
VVelcomemy LordjWhatis the newes?
Nor. Firfijto thy facred ftate,wifli I all happinelfe;
The next ne wes is,I have to London lent t):.
The heads of Salisbury* Spencer J$luntjjs\& Kent:
The manner of their taking may appear©
At large difeourfed in this paper here.
Bui. We thanke thee gentle Percy for thy paines,
And to thy worth will adde right worthy games*
Enter Fitx-water.
Fitz. My Lord, Ihave from Oxford lent to London^
The heads oFQroccas}and SkBenuet Seelyy
Two of the dangerous confortedTraitors,
That fought at Oxford,thy dire overthrow*
Bui* Thy paines Fitz-waterfiitM not be forgot.
Right Noble is thy merit, well I wot*
Enter Percy^ and Carlile.
Per. The grand confpirator, Abbot of Westminftcr*
VVith clog ofconfcicnce}and fowre melancholly.
Hath yeilded up his body to the graue,
But here is living to abide
Thy Kingly doomc, and lentence of his pride*
Car hie, this is your doome:
^hoofe out feme fecretplaccjfome reverend roome
^ -ore than thou haft, and with it joy thy felfe:
•0 3s thou liv’ft in peace, dye free from ftrife:
For
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