BOLINGBROKE Uncle, you say the Queen is at your house— For God’s sake fairly let her be intreated, Tell her I send to her my kind commends. Take special care my greetings be delivered. YORK A gentleman of mine I have dispatched With letters of your love to her at large. BOLINGBROKE Thanks, gentle uncle. […]
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Farewell lords, says Bushy; see you in hell, says Green (3.1.28-35) #KingedUnKinged
BOLINGBROKE This and much more, much more than twice all this Condemns you to the death. See them delivered over To execution and the hand of death. BUSHY 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 […]
Continue ReadingBolingbroke condemning Bushy and Green, and now it’s personal (3.1.16-27) #KingedUnKinged
BOLINGBROKE Myself—a prince by fortune of my birth, Near to the King in blood and nea’er in love Till you did make him misinterpret me— Have stooped my neck under your injuries And sighed my English breath in foreign clouds, Eating the bitter bread of banishment Whilst you have fed upon my signories, Disparked my […]
Continue ReadingBolingbroke lays charges: corruption and immorality (3.1.8-15) #KingedUnKinged
BOLINGBROKE You have misled a prince, a royal king, A happy gentleman in blood and lineaments, By you unhappied and disfigured clean. You have in manner with your sinful hours Made a divorce betwixt his queen and him, Broke the possession of a royal bed And stained the beauty of a fair queen’s cheeks With […]
Continue ReadingBolingbroke’s chilly realpolitik: Bushy and Green, off with their heads (3.1.1-7) #KingedUnKinged
Enter Bolingbroke, York, Northumberland, Ross, Percy, Willoughby [and soldiers], with Bushy and Green prisoners BOLINGBROKE 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 […]
Continue ReadingRichard, a shooting star, falling to base earth (2.4.18-24) #KingedUnKinged
SALISBURY 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 west, Witnessing storms to come, woe and unrest. Thy friends are fled to wait upon thy foes And crossly to thy good all […]
Continue ReadingThe Welsh are fed up of waiting; besides, Bad Omens (2.4.1-17) #KingedUnKinged
Enter Earl of Salisbury and a Welsh Captain CAPTAIN My lord of Salisbury, we have stayed ten days And hardly kept our countrymen together, And yet we hear no tidings from the King; Therefore we will disperse ourselves. Farewell. SALISBURY Stay yet another day, thou trusty Welshman, The King reposeth all his confidence in […]
Continue ReadingYork more or less giving in; Bolingbroke is going caterpillar hunting (2.3.158-170) #KingedUnKinged
YORK So fare you well, Unless you please to enter in the castle And there repose you for this night. BOLINGBROKE 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 Bushy, Bagot and their complices, The caterpillars of […]
Continue ReadingYork, basically conceding defeat, and even offering tacit support (2.3.147-158) #KingedUnKinged
NORTHUMBERLAND The noble Duke hath sworn his coming is 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 […]
Continue ReadingYork: Bolingbroke has terrible table manners, and you’re just as bad (2.3.136-146) #KingedUnKinged
NORTHUMBERLAND The noble Duke hath been too much abused. ROSS It stands your grace upon to do him right. WILLOUGHBY 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 laboured all I could to do him right. […]
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