Is hack'd down, and his fummer leaves all faded, Ah, Gaunt! his blood was thine; that bed, that womb, Made him a man; and though thou liv'ft, and breath'st, In some large measure to thy father's death, What fhall I fay? to fafeguard thine own life, Gaunt. Heaven's is the quarrel; for heaven's fubftitute, His deputy anointed in his fight, Hath caus'd his death: the which if wrongfully, Let heaven revenge; for I may never lift An angry arm against his minifter. Dutch. Where then, alas! may I complain myself? Gaunt. To heaven, the widow's champion and defence, Dutch. Why then, I will. Farewell, old Gaunt. Thou go'st to Coventry, there to behold Our coufin Hereford and fell Mowbray fight: z complain]-bewail. Bb 3 A caitiff a * A caitiff recreant to my coufin Hereford! Not with the empty hollownefs, but weight: Alack, and what fhall good old York there fee, h Unpeopled offices, untrodden ftones? And what hear there for welcome, but my groans? The laft leave of thee takes my weeping eye. [Exeunt. The Lifts, at Coventry. Enter the Lord Marshal and Aumerle. Mar. My lord Aumerle, is Harry Hereford arm'd? Aum. Yea, at all points; and longs to enter in. A caitiff recreant]-A wretch reduced fo low as to cry out for mercy. b unfurnish'd]-naked--In our old caftles the ftone walls were covered with tapestry, hung upon hooks, whence it was readily removed, together with the family. Mar. Mar. The duke of Norfolk, sprightfully and bold, Stays but the fummons of the appellant's trumpet. Aum. Why then, the champions are prepar'd, and stay For nothing, but his majefty's approach. [Flourish. The trumpets found, and the King enters with Gaunt, Bushy, K. Rich. Marshal, demand of yonder champion Mar. In God's name, and the king's, fay who thou art, [To Mowbray. And why thou com'ft, thus knightly clad in arms; Against what man thou com'ft, and what thy quarrel : Speak truly, on thy knighthood, and thy oath, 'As fo defend thee heaven, and thy valour! Mowb. My name is Thomas Mowbray, duke of Norfolk; Who hither come engaged by my oath, d (Which, heaven defend, a knight should violate!) To God, my king, and his fucceeding iffue, Trumpets found. Enter Bolingbroke, appellant, in armour. K. Rich. Marshal, afk yonder knight in arms, Both who he is, and why he cometh hither Thus plated in habiliments of war; And formally according to our law Depofe him in the juftice of his caufe. Mar. What is thy name? and wherefore com'st thou hither, Before king Richard, in his royal lifts? [To Boling. Against whom comeft thou? and what's thy quarrel? Speak like a true knight, fo defend thee heaven! Boling. Harry of Hereford, Lancaster, and Derby, Am I; who ready here do ftand in arms, To prove, by heaven's grace, and my body's valour, To God of heaven, king Richard, and to me; Mar. On pain of death, no períon be so bold, Appointed to direct these fair defigns. Boling. Lord marshal, let me kifs my fovereign's hand, And bow my knee before his majesty: For Mowbray, and myself, are like two men Then let us take a ceremonious leave, And loving farewell, of our feveral friends. Mar. The appellant in all duty greets your highness, [To K. Rich. And craves to kifs your hand, and take his leave. K. Rich. We will defcend and fold him in our arms. Coufin of Hereford, as thy cause is right, So be thy fortune in this royal fight! Farewell, my blood; which if to-day thou shed, Depofe him]-Examine him upon his oath. For For me, if I be gor'd with Mowbray's spear : Against a bird, do I with Mowbray fight.- The daintiest laft, to make the end moft fweet: [To Gaunt. Whose youthful spirit, in me regenerate, Gaunt. Heaven in thy good cause make thee profperous! Be fwift like lightning in the execution; And let thy blows, doubly redoubled, Fall like amazing thunder on the cafque Of thy adverse pernicious enemy: Rouze up thy youthful blood, be valiant and live. Never did captive with a freer heart Caft off his chains of bondage, and embrace h regreet]-falute. My loving lord, &c.]-To the Lord Marthal, T. Holland, Duke of Surrey. 1 waxen coat,]-as eafily to be penetrated by me, as if compofed of wax ;-flexible. the cafque]-helmet. to thrive !]-1 invoke their aid. |