The secret’s out (details to follow): our son’s a traitor! (5.2.64-72) #KingedUnKinged

YORK              I fear, I fear— DUCHESS                               What should you fear? ’Tis nothing but some bond that he is entered into For gay apparel ’gainst the triumph day. YORK              Bound to himself? What doth he with a bond That he is bound to? Wife, thou art a fool. Boy, let me see the writing. AUMERLE      I […]

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An ineptly concealed paper… (5.2.52-63) #KingedUnKinged

YORK              What news from Oxford, do these jousts and triumphs hold? AUMERLE      For aught I know, my lord, they do. YORK              You will be there, I know. AUMERLE      If God prevent it not, I purpose so. YORK              What seal is that that hangs without thy bosom? Yea, look’st thou pale? Let me see the […]

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Aumerle, demoted and sulky, needs to watch himself (5.2.41-51) #KingedUnKinged

Enter Aumerle DUCHESS                   Here comes my son Aumerle. YORK                                                                          Aumerle that was, But that is lost for being Richard’s friend, And, madam, you must call him Rutland now. I am in Parliament pledge for his truth And lasting fealty to the new-made King. DUCHESS                   Welcome my son. Who are the violets now That strew the […]

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A king brought low, pelted with dust and rubbish (5.2.1-6) #KingedUnKinged

Enter the Duke and Duchess of York DUCHESS       My lord, you told me you would tell the rest, When weeping made you break the story off Of our two cousins coming into London. YORK              Where did I leave? DUCHESS                                           At that sad stop, my lord, Where rude misgoverned hands from windows’ tops Threw dust and […]

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Hands, hearts, groans, moans, and couplets (5.1.81-90) #KingedUnKinged

QUEEN                                   And must we be divided, must we part? RICHARD                                Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart. QUEEN                                   Banish us both and send the King with me. NORTHUMBERLAND            That were some love but little policy. QUEEN                                   Then whither he goes, thither let me go. RICHARD                                So two together weeping make one woe. […]

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