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But for his own: and, for the right of that,
We all have strongly sworn to give him aid ;
And let him ne'er see joy, that breaks that oath.

YORK. Well, well, I see the issue of these arms;
I cannot mend it, I must needs confess,
Because my power is weak, and all ill left:
But, if I could, by Him that gave me life,
I would attach you all, and make you stoop
Unto the sovereign mercy of the king;
But, since I cannot, be it known to you,
I do remain as neuter. So, fare you well ;-
Unless you please to enter in the castle,
And there repose you for this night.

Boling. An offer, uncle, that we will accept. But we must win your grace, to go with us To Bristol castle; which, they say, is held By Bulhy, Bagot, and their complices, The caterpillars of the commonwealth, Which I have sworn to weed, and pluck away. York. It may be, I will go with you :—but yet

I'll pause; ? For I am loath to break our country's laws. Nor friends, nor foes, to me welcome you are: Things paft redress, are now with me past care.3


By Bulhy, lors of the commond pluck away.

2 It may be, I will go with you but yet I'll pause ;] I suspect, the words—with you, which spoil the metre, to be another interpolation. Steevens.

3 Things past redress, are now awith me paft care.] So, in Macbeth :

“ Things without remedy,
“ Should be without regard." STEEVENS,



A Camp in Wales.
Enter Salisbury, and a Captain.
Cap. My lord of Salisbury, we have staid ten

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 Welsh-
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,


4 Here is a scene fo unartfully and irregularly thruft into an improper place, that I cannot but suspect it accidentally transposed; which, when the scenes were written on single pages, might easily happen in the wildness of Shakspeare's drama. This dialogue was, in the author's draught, probably the second scene in the ensuing act, and there I would advise the reader to insert it, though I have not ventured on so bold a change. My conjecture is not so presumptuous as may be thought. The play was not, in Shakspeare's time, broken into acts; the editions published before his death, exhibit only a sequence of scenes from the beginning to the end, without any hint of a pause of action. In a drama lo desultory and erratic, left in such a state, transpositions might easily be made. JOHNSON. s- Salisbury,] was John Montacute, Earl of Salisbury.

WALPOLE. 6 The bay-trees, &c.] This enumeration of prodigies is in the highest degree poetical and striking. JOHNSON.

And meteors fright the fixed stars of heaven;
The pale-fac'd moon looks bloody on the earth,
And lean-look'd prophets whisper fearful change;
Rich men look sad, and ruffians dance and leap,
The one, in fear to lose what they enjoy,
The other, to enjoy by rage and war:
These signs forerun the death or fall of kings.-
Farewell; our countrymen are gone and fled,
As well assur'd, Richard their king is dead.

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!
Thy sun sets weeping in the lowly weft,
Witnessing storins to come, woe, and unrest:
Thy friends are Aed, to wait upon thy foes;
And crossly to thy good all fortune goes. [Exit.

Some of these prodigies are found in Holinshed : “ In this yeare in a manner throughout all the realme of England, old baie trees withered,” &c.

This was esteemed a bad omen; for, as I learn from Thomas Lupton's Syxt Booke of Notable Thinges, 4to. bl. 1 : “ Neyther falling fycknes, neyther devyll, wyll infest or hurt one in that place whereas a Bay tree is. The Romaynes calles it the plant of ihe good angell,” &c. STEEVENS,


Bolingbroke's Camp at Bristol. Enter BOLINGBROKE, YORK, NORTHUMBERLAND,

Percy, WILLOUGHBY, Ross: Officers behind with Bushy and Green, prisoners.

BOLING. Bring forth these men.-
Bushy, and Green, I will not vex your souls
(Since presently your souls must part your bodies,)
With too much urging your pernicious lives,
For 'twere no charity: yet, to wash your blood
From off my hands, here, in the view of men,
I will unfold some causes of your death.
You have misled a prince, a royal king,
A happy gentleman in blood and lineaments,
By you unhappied and disfigur'd clean.?
You have, in manner, with your sinful hours,
Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him ;
Broke the possession of a royal bed, 8
And stain'd the beauty of a fair queen's cheeks
With tears drawn from her eyes by your foul

Myself—a prince, by fortune of my birth;
Near to the king in blood; and near in love,
Till you did make him misinterpret me,

7- clean.) i. e. quite, completely. Reed. So, in our author's 75th Sonnet :

“ And by and by, clean starved for a look." MALONE. 8 You have, in manner, with your finful hours,

Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him;

Broke the poteffion of a royal bed,] There is, I believe, no authority for this. Isabel, the queen of the present play, was but nine years old. Richard's first queen, Anne, died in 1392, and the king was extremely fond of her, MALONE.

Have stoop'd my neck under your injuries,
And figh'd my English breath in foreign clouds,
Eating the bitter bread of banishment :
Whilst you have fed upon my signories,
Dispark'd my parks, and fell’d my forest woods;
From my own windows torn my household coat,
Raz’d out my impress, leaving me' no fign,
Save men's opinions, and my living blood,
To show the world I am a gentleman.
This, and much more, much more than twice all

this, Condemns you to the death :-See them deliver'd

over To execution and the hand of death. Bushr. More welcome is the stroke of death to

me, Than Bolingbroke to England.—Lords, farewell. GREEN. My comfort is that heaven will take

our souls, And plague injustice with the pains of hell. BOLING. My lord Northumberland, see them

despatch'd Exeunt Nor THUMBERLAND and Others, with


9 Dispark'd my parks,] To dispark is to throw down the hedges of an enclosure. Dislepio. I meet with the word in Barret's Alvearie or Quadruple Dictionary, 1580. It also occurs in The Efiablishment of Prince Henry, 1610: “ Forestes and Parkes of the Prince's difparked and in Lease,” &c. STEEVENS.

2 From my own windows torn my household coat,] It was the practice when coloured glass was in use, of which there are still fome remains in old seats and churches, to anneal the arms of the family in the windows of the house. Johnson.

3 Raz'd out my impress, &c.] The impress was a device or motto. Ferne, in his Blazon of Gentry, 1585, observes, “ that the arms, &c. of traitors and rebels may be defaced and removed, wheresoever they are fixed, or set." STEVENS,

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