king richard ii(理查二世)-第7节
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sceptre's gilt； And make high majesty look like itself； Away with me in
post to Ravenspurgh； But if you faint； as fearing to do so； Stay and be
secret； and myself will go。 ROSS。 To horse； to horse！ Urge doubts to them
that fear。 WILLOUGHBY。 Hold out my horse； and I will first be there。
Exeunt
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SCENE 2。 Windsor Castle
Enter QUEEN； BUSHY； and BAGOT
BUSHY。 Madam； your Majesty is too much sad。 You promis'd； when
you parted with the King； To lay aside life…harming heaviness And
entertain a cheerful disposition。 QUEEN。 To please the King； I did； to
please myself I cannot do it； yet I know no cause Why I should welcome
such a guest as grief； Save bidding farewell to so sweet a guest As my
sweet Richard。 Yet again methinks Some unborn sorrow； ripe in fortune's
womb； Is coming towards me； and my inward soul With nothing trembles。
At some thing it grieves More than with parting from my lord the King。
BUSHY。 Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows； Which shows
like grief itself； but is not so； For sorrow's eye； glazed with blinding tears；
Divides one thing entire to many objects； Like perspectives which； rightly
gaz'd upon； Show nothing but confusion…ey'd awry； Distinguish form。 So
your sweet Majesty； Looking awry upon your lord's departure； Find shapes
of grief more than himself to wail； Which； look'd on as it is； is nought but
shadows Of what it is not。 Then； thrice…gracious Queen； More than your
lord's departure weep not…more is not seen； Or if it be； 'tis with false
sorrow's eye； Which for things true weeps things imaginary。 QUEEN。 It
may be so； but yet my inward soul Persuades me it is otherwise。 Howe'er
it be； I cannot but be sad； so heavy sad As…though； on thinking； on no
thought I think… Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink。 BUSHY。
'Tis nothing but conceit； my gracious lady。 QUEEN。 'Tis nothing less：
conceit is still deriv'd From some forefather grief； mine is not so； For
nothing hath begot my something grief； Or something hath the nothing
that I grieve； 'Tis in reversion that I do possess… But what it is that is not
yet known what； I cannot name； 'tis nameless woe； I wot。
Enter GREEN
GREEN。 God save your Majesty！ and well met； gentlemen。 I hope
the King is not yet shipp'd for Ireland。 QUEEN。 Why hopest thou so？ 'Tis
better hope he is； For his designs crave haste； his haste good hope。 Then
wherefore dost thou hope he is not shipp'd？ GREEN。 That he； our hope；
might have retir'd his power And driven into despair an enemy's hope Who
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strongly hath set footing in this land。 The banish'd Bolingbroke repeals
himself； And with uplifted arms is safe arriv'd At Ravenspurgh。 QUEEN。
Now God in heaven forbid！ GREEN。 Ah； madam； 'tis too true； and that is
worse； The Lord Northumberland； his son young Henry Percy； The Lords
of Ross； Beaumond； and Willoughby； With all their powerful friends； are
fled to him。 BUSHY。 Why have you not proclaim'd Northumberland And
all the rest revolted faction traitors？ GREEN。 We have； whereupon the
Earl of Worcester Hath broken his staff； resign'd his stewardship； And all
the household servants fled with him To Bolingbroke。 QUEEN。 So； Green；
thou art the midwife to my woe； And Bolingbroke my sorrow's dismal heir。
Now hath my soul brought forth her prodigy； And I； a gasping new…
deliver'd mother； Have woe to woe； sorrow to sorrow join'd。 BUSHY。
Despair not； madam。 QUEEN。 Who shall hinder me？ I will despair； and be
at enmity With cozening hope…he is a flatterer； A parasite； a keeper…back of
death； Who gently would dissolve the bands of life； Which false hope
lingers in extremity。
Enter YORK
GREEN。 Here comes the Duke of York。 QUEEN。 With signs of war
about his aged neck。 O； full of careful business are his looks！ Uncle； for
God's sake； speak comfortable words。 YORK。 Should I do so； I should
belie my thoughts。 Comfort's in heaven； and we are on the earth； Where
nothing lives but crosses； cares； and grief。 Your husband； he is gone to
save far off； Whilst others come to make him lose at home。 Here am I left
to underprop his land； Who； weak with age； cannot support myself。 Now
comes the sick hour that his surfeit made； Now shall he try his friends that
flatter'd him。
Enter a SERVINGMAN
SERVINGMAN。 My lord； your son was gone before I came。 YORK。
He was…why so go all which way it will！ The nobles they are fled； the
commons they are cold And will； I fear； revolt on Hereford's side。 Sirrah；
get thee to Plashy； to my sister Gloucester； Bid her send me presently a
thousand pound。 Hold； take my ring。 SERVINGMAN。 My lord； I had
forgot to tell your lordship； To…day； as I came by； I called there… But I shall
grieve you to report the rest。 YORK。 What is't； knave？ SERVINGMAN。
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An hour before I came； the Duchess died。 YORK。 God for his mercy！
what a tide of woes Comes rushing on this woeful land at once！ I know
not what to do。 I would to God； So my untruth had not provok'd him to it；
The King had cut off my head with my brother's。 What； are there no posts
dispatch'd for Ireland？ How shall we do for money for these wars？ Come；
sister…cousin； I would say…pray； pardon me。 Go； fellow； get thee home；
provide some carts； And bring away the armour that is there。 Exit
SERVINGMAN Gentlemen； will you go muster men？ If I know how or
which way to order these affairs Thus disorderly thrust into my hands；
Never believe me。 Both are my kinsmen。 T'one is my sovereign； whom
both my oath And duty bids defend； t'other again Is my kinsman； whom
the King hath wrong'd； Whom conscience and my kindred bids to right。
Well； somewhat we must do。…Come； cousin； I'll dispose of you。 Gentlemen；
go muster up your men And meet me presently at Berkeley。 I should to
Plashy too； But time will not permit。 All is uneven； And everything is left
at six and seven。 Exeunt YORK and QUEEN BUSHY。 The wind sits fair
for news to go to Ireland。 But none returns。 For us to levy power
Proportionable to the enemy Is all unpossible。 GREEN。 Besides； our
nearness to the King in love Is near the hate of those love not the King。
BAGOT。 And that is the wavering commons； for their love Lies in their
purses； and whoso empties them； By so much fills their hearts with deadly
hate。 BUSHY。 Wherein the King stands generally condemn'd。 BAGOT。 If
judgment lie in them； then so do we； Because we ever have been near the
King。 GREEN。 Well； I will for refuge straight to Bristow Castle。 The Earl
of Wiltshire is already there。 BUSHY。 Thither will I with you； for little
office Will the hateful commons perform for us； Except Eke curs to tear us
all to pieces。 Will you go along with us？ BAGOT。 No； I will to Ireland to
his Majesty。 Farewell。 If heart's presages be not vain； We three here part
that ne'er shall meet again。 BUSHY。 That's as York thrives to beat back
Bolingbroke。 GREEN。 Alas； poor Duke！ the task he undertakes Is
numb'ring sands and drinking oceans dry。 Where one on his side fights；
thousands will fly。 Farewell at once…for once； for all； and ever。 BUSHY。
Well； we may meet again。 BAGOT。 I fear me； never。 Exeunt
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SCENE 3。 Gloucestershire
Enter BOLINGBROKE and NORTHUMBERLAND； forces
BOLINGBROKE。 How far is it； my lord； to Berkeley now？
NORTHUMBERLAND。 Believe me； noble lord； I am a stranger here in
Gloucestershire。 These high wild hills and rough uneven ways Draws out
our miles； and makes them wearisome； And yet your fair discourse hath
been as sugar； Making the hard way sweet and delectable。 But I bethink
me
