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manage of unruly jades。 In the base court？ Base court； where kings grow
base； To come at traitors' calls； and do them grace。 In the base court？
Come down？ Down； court！ down； king！ For night…owls shriek where
mounting larks should sing。 Exeunt from above BOLINGBROKE。 What
says his Majesty？ NORTHUMBERLAND。 Sorrow and grief of heart
Makes him speak fondly； like a frantic man； Yet he is come。
Enter the KING； and his attendants； below
BOLINGBROKE。 Stand all apart； And show fair duty to his Majesty。
＇He kneels down＇ My gracious lord… KING RICHARD。 Fair cousin； you
debase your princely knee To make the base earth proud with kissing it。
Me rather had my heart might feel your love Than my unpleas'd eye see
your courtesy。 Up； cousin； up； your heart is up； I know； ＇Touching his own
head＇ Thus high at least； although your knee be low。 BOLINGBROKE。
My gracious lord； I come but for mine own。 KING RICHARD。 Your own
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is yours； and I am yours； and all。 BOLINGBROKE。 So far be mine； my
most redoubted lord； As my true service shall deserve your love。 KING
RICHARD。 Well you deserve。 They well deserve to have That know the
strong'st and surest way to get。 Uncle； give me your hands； nay； dry your
eyes： Tears show their love； but want their remedies。 Cousin； I am too
young to be your father； Though you are old enough to be my heir。 What
you will have； I'll give； and willing too； For do we must what force will
have us do。 Set on towards London。 Cousin； is it so？ BOLINGBROKE。
Yea； my good lord。 KING RICHARD。 Then I must not say no。 Flourish。
Exeunt
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SCENE 4。 The DUKE OF YORK's garden
Enter the QUEEN and two LADIES
QUEEN。 What sport shall we devise here in this garden To drive
away the heavy thought of care？ LADY。 Madam； we'll play at bowls。
QUEEN。 'Twill make me think the world is full of rubs And that my
fortune runs against the bias。 LADY。 Madam； we'll dance。 QUEEN。 My
legs can keep no measure in delight； When my poor heart no measure
keeps in grief； Therefore no dancing； girl； some other sport。 LADY。
Madam； we'll tell tales。 QUEEN。 Of sorrow or of joy？ LADY。 Of either；
madam。 QUEEN。 Of neither； girl； For if of joy； being altogether wanting；
It doth remember me the more of sorrow； Or if of grief； being altogether
had； It adds more sorrow to my want of joy； For what I have I need not to
repeat； And what I want it boots not to complain。 LADY。 Madam； I'll sing。
QUEEN。 'Tis well' that thou hast cause； But thou shouldst please me better
wouldst thou weep。 LADY。 I could weep； madam； would it do you good。
QUEEN。 And I could sing； would weeping do me good； And never borrow
any tear of thee。
Enter a GARDENER and two SERVANTS
But stay； here come the gardeners。 Let's step into the shadow of these
trees。 My wretchedness unto a row of pins； They will talk of state； for
every one doth so Against a change： woe is forerun with woe。 ＇QUEEN
and LADIES retire＇ GARDENER。 Go； bind thou up yon dangling
apricocks； Which； like unruly children； make their sire Stoop with
oppression of their prodigal weight； Give some supportance to the bending
twigs。 Go thou； and Eke an executioner Cut off the heads of too fast
growing sprays That look too lofty in our commonwealth： All must be
even in our government。 You thus employ'd； I will go root away The
noisome weeds which without profit suck The soil's fertility from
wholesome flowers。 SERVANT。 Why should we； in the compass of a pale；
Keep law and form and due proportion； Showing； as in a model； our firm
estate； When our sea…walled garden； the whole land； Is full of weeds； her
fairest flowers chok'd up； Her fruit trees all unprun'd； her hedges ruin'd；
Her knots disordered； and her wholesome herbs Swarming with
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caterpillars？ GARDENER。 Hold thy peace。 He that hath suffer'd this
disorder'd spring Hath now himself met with the fall of leaf； The weeds
which his broad…spreading leaves did shelter； That seem'd in eating him to
hold him up； Are pluck'd up root and all by Bolingbroke… I mean the Earl
of Wiltshire； Bushy； Green。 SERVANT。 What； are they dead？
GARDENER。 They are； and Bolingbroke Hath seiz'd the wasteful King。 O；
what pity is it That he had not so trimm'd and dress'd his land As we this
garden！ We at time of year Do wound the bark； the skin of our fruit trees；
Lest； being over…proud in sap and blood； With too much riches it confound
itself； Had he done so to great and growing men； They might have Ev'd to
bear； and he to taste Their fruits of duty。 Superfluous branches We lop
away； that bearing boughs may live； Had he done so； himself had home
the crown； Which waste of idle hours hath quite thrown down。 SERVANT。
What； think you the King shall be deposed？ GARDENER。 Depress'd he is
already； and depos'd 'Tis doubt he will be。 Letters came last night To a dear
friend of the good Duke of York's That tell black tidings。 QUEEN。 O； I am
press'd to death through want of speaking！ ＇Coming forward＇ Thou； old
Adam's likeness； set to dress this garden； How dares thy harsh rude tongue
sound this unpleasing news？ What Eve； what serpent； hath suggested the
To make a second fall of cursed man？ Why dost thou say King Richard is
depos'd？ Dar'st thou； thou little better thing than earth； Divine his downfall？
Say； where； when； and how； Cam'st thou by this ill tidings？ Speak； thou
wretch。 GARDENER。 Pardon me； madam； little joy have To breathe this
news； yet what I say is true。 King Richard； he is in the mighty hold Of
Bolingbroke。 Their fortunes both are weigh'd。 In your lord's scale is
nothing but himself； And some few vanities that make him light； But in the
balance of great Bolingbroke； Besides himself； are all the English peers；
And with that odds he weighs King Richard down。 Post you to London；
and you will find it so； I speak no more than every one doth know。
QUEEN。 Nimble mischance； that art so light of foot； Doth not thy
embassage belong to me； And am I last that knows it？ O； thou thinkest To
serve me last； that I may longest keep Thy sorrow in my breast。 Come；
ladies； go To meet at London London's King in woe。 What； was I born to
this； that my sad look Should grace the triumph of great Bolingbroke？
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Gard'ner； for telling me these news of woe； Pray God the plants thou
graft'st may never grow！ Exeunt QUEEN and LADIES GARDENER。
Poor Queen； so that thy state might be no worse； I would my skill were
subject to thy curse。 Here did she fall a tear； here in this place I'll set a
bank of rue； sour herb of grace。 Rue； even for ruth； here shortly shall be
seen； In the remembrance of a weeping queen。 Exeunt
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ACT IV。
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SCENE 1。 Westminster Hall