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My Lord, you told me you would tell the rest,My lord, you told me you would tell the rest,R2 V.ii.1
When weeping made you breake the story off,When weeping made you break the story off,R2 V.ii.2
Of our two Cousins comming into London.Of our two cousins' coming into London.R2 V.ii.3
At that sad stoppe, my Lord,At that sad stop, my lord,R2 V.ii.4.2
Where rude mis-gouern'd hands, from Windowes tops,Where rude misgoverned hands from windows' topsR2 V.ii.5
Threw dust and rubbish on King Richards head.Threw dust and rubbish on King Richard's head.R2 V.ii.6
Alas poore Richard, where rides he the whilst?Alack, poor Richard! Where rode he the whilst?R2 V.ii.22
Heere comes my sonne Aumerle.Here comes my son Aumerle.R2 V.ii.41.1
Welcome my sonne: who are the Violets now,Welcome, my son! Who are the violets nowR2 V.ii.46
That strew the greene lap of the new-come Spring?That strew the green lap of the new-come spring?R2 V.ii.47
What should you feare?What should you fear?R2 V.ii.64.2
'Tis nothing but some bond, that he is enter'd into'Tis nothing but some bond that he is entered intoR2 V.ii.65
For gay apparrell, against the Triumph.For gay apparel 'gainst the triumph day.R2 V.ii.66
What's the matter, my Lord?What is the matter, my lord?R2 V.ii.73
Why, what is't my Lord?Why, what is it, my lord?R2 V.ii.76
What is the matter?What is the matter?R2 V.ii.80.1
I will not peace. What is the matter Sonne?I will not peace. What is the matter, Aumerle?R2 V.ii.81
Thy life answer?Thy life answer?R2 V.ii.83.2
Strike him Aumerle. Poore boy, yu art amaz'd,Strike him, Aumerle! Poor boy, thou art amazed.R2 V.ii.85
Hence Villaine, neuer more come in my sight.Hence, villain! Never more come in my sight!R2 V.ii.86
Why Yorke, what wilt thou do?Why, York, what wilt thou do?R2 V.ii.88
Wilt thou not hide the Trespasse of thine owne?Wilt thou not hide the trespass of thine own?R2 V.ii.89
Haue we more Sonnes? Or are we like to haue?Have we more sons? Or are we like to have?R2 V.ii.90
Is not my teeming date drunke vp with time?Is not my teeming-date drunk up with time?R2 V.ii.91
And wilt thou plucke my faire Sonne from mine Age,And wilt thou pluck my fair son from mine age?R2 V.ii.92
And rob me of a happy Mothers name?And rob me of a happy mother's name?R2 V.ii.93
Is he not like thee? Is he not thine owne?Is he not like thee? Is he not thine own?R2 V.ii.94
He shall be none:He shall be none.R2 V.ii.99.2
Wee'l keepe him heere: then what is that to him?We'll keep him here. Then what is that to him?R2 V.ii.100
Hadst thou groan'd for him as I haue done,Hadst thou groaned for him as I have doneR2 V.ii.103
Thou wouldest be more pittifull:Thou wouldst be more pitiful.R2 V.ii.104
But now I know thy minde; thou do'st suspectBut now I know thy mind. Thou dost suspectR2 V.ii.105
That I haue bene disloyall to thy bed,That I have been disloyal to thy bed,R2 V.ii.106
And that he is a Bastard, not thy Sonne:And that he is a bastard, not thy son.R2 V.ii.107
Sweet Yorke, sweet husband, be not of that minde:Sweet York, sweet husband, be not of that mind.R2 V.ii.108
He is as like thee, as a man may bee,He is as like thee as a man may be;R2 V.ii.109
Not like to me, nor any of my Kin,Not like to me, or any of my kin,R2 V.ii.110
And yet I loue him.And yet I love him.R2 V.ii.111.1
After Aumerle. Mount thee vpon his horse,After, Aumerle. Mount thee upon his horse.R2 V.ii.112
Spurre post, and get before him to the King,Spur, post, and get before him to the King,R2 V.ii.113
And begge thy pardon, ere he do accuse thee,And beg thy pardon ere he do accuse thee.R2 V.ii.114
Ile not be long behind: though I be old,I'll not be long behind – though I be old,R2 V.ii.115
I doubt not but to ride as fast as Yorke:I doubt not but to ride as fast as York;R2 V.ii.116
And neuer will I rise vp from the ground,And never will I rise up from the groundR2 V.ii.117
Till Bullingbrooke haue pardon'd thee: Away be gone. Till Bolingbroke have pardoned thee. Away, be gone!R2 V.ii.118
What hoa (my Liege) for heauens sake let me in.What ho, my liege, for God's sake let me in!R2 V.iii.73
A woman, and thine Aunt (great King) 'tis I.A woman, and thy aunt, great King. 'Tis I.R2 V.iii.75
Speake with me, pitty me, open the dore,Speak with me, pity me, open the door!R2 V.iii.76
A Begger begs, that neuer begg'd before.A beggar begs that never begged before.R2 V.iii.77
O King, beleeue not this hard-hearted man,O King, believe not this hard-hearted man.R2 V.iii.86
Loue, louing not it selfe, none other can.Love loving not itself, none other can.R2 V.iii.87
Sweet Yorke be patient, heare me gentle Liege.Sweet York, be patient. Hear me, gentle liege.R2 V.iii.90
Not yet, I thee beseech.Not yet, I thee beseech.R2 V.iii.91.2
For euer will I kneele vpon my knees,For ever will I walk upon my knees,R2 V.iii.92
And neuer see day, that the happy sees,And never see day that the happy seesR2 V.iii.93
Till thou giue ioy: vntill thou bid me ioy,Till thou give joy, until thou bid me joyR2 V.iii.94
By pardoning Rutland, my transgressing Boy.By pardoning Rutland, my transgressing boy.R2 V.iii.95
Pleades he in earnest? Looke vpon his Face,Pleads he in earnest? Look upon his face.R2 V.iii.99
His eyes do drop no teares: his prayres are in iest:His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are in jest;R2 V.iii.100
His words come from his mouth, ours from our brest.His words come from his mouth, ours from our breast.R2 V.iii.101
He prayes but faintly, and would be denide,He prays but faintly, and would be denied;R2 V.iii.102
We pray with heart, and soule, and all beside:We pray with heart and soul, and all beside.R2 V.iii.103
His weary ioynts would gladly rise, I know,His weary joints would gladly rise, I know;R2 V.iii.104
Our knees shall kneele, till to the ground they grow:Our knees shall kneel till to the ground they grow.R2 V.iii.105
His prayers are full of false hypocrisie,His prayers are full of false hypocrisy,R2 V.iii.106
Ours of true zeale, and deepe integritie:Ours of true zeal and deep integrity.R2 V.iii.107
Our prayers do out-pray his, then let them haueOur prayers do outpray his: then let them haveR2 V.iii.108
That mercy, which true prayers ought to haue.That mercy which true prayer ought to have.R2 V.iii.109
Nay, do not say stand vp.Nay, do not say ‘ Stand up!’R2 V.iii.110.2
But Pardon first, and afterwards stand vp.Say ‘ Pardon ’ first, and afterwards, ‘ Stand up!’R2 V.iii.111
And if I were thy Nurse, thy tongue to teach,An if I were thy nurse thy tongue to teach,R2 V.iii.112
Pardon should be the first word of thy speach.‘ Pardon ’ should be the first word of thy speech.R2 V.iii.113
I neuer long'd to heare a word till now:I never longed to hear a word till now.R2 V.iii.114
Say Pardon (King,) let pitty teach thee how.Say ‘ Pardon,’ King. Let pity teach thee how.R2 V.iii.115
The word is short: but not so short as sweet,The word is short, but not so short as sweet.R2 V.iii.116
No word like Pardon, for Kings mouth's so meet.No word like ‘ Pardon ’ for kings' mouths so meet.R2 V.iii.117
Dost thou teach pardon, Pardon to destroy?Dost thou teach pardon pardon to destroy?R2 V.iii.119
Ah my sowre husband, my hard-hearted Lord,Ah, my sour husband, my hard-hearted lord!R2 V.iii.120
That set's the word it selfe, against the word.That sets the word itself against the word.R2 V.iii.121
Speake Pardon, as 'tis currant in our Land,Speak ‘ Pardon ’ as 'tis current in our land;R2 V.iii.122
The chopping French we do not vnderstand.The chopping French we do not understand.R2 V.iii.123
Thine eye begins to speake, set thy tongue there,Thine eye begins to speak. Set thy tongue there;R2 V.iii.124
Or in thy pitteous heart, plant thou thine eare,Or in thy piteous heart plant thou thine ear,R2 V.iii.125
That hearing how our plaints and prayres do pearce,That hearing how our plaints and prayers do pierce,R2 V.iii.126
Pitty may moue thee, Pardon to rehearse.Pity may move thee pardon to rehearse.R2 V.iii.127
I do not sue to stand,I do not sue to stand.R2 V.iii.128.2
Pardon is all the suite I haue in hand.Pardon is all the suit I have in hand.R2 V.iii.129
O happy vantage of a kneeling knee:O happy vantage of a kneeling knee!R2 V.iii.131
Yet am I sicke for feare: Speake it againe,Yet am I sick for fear. Speak it again.R2 V.iii.132
Twice saying Pardon, doth not pardon twaine,Twice saying pardon doth not pardon twain,R2 V.iii.133
But makes one pardon strong.But makes one pardon strong.R2 V.iii.134.1
A God on earth thou art.A god on earth thou art!R2 V.iii.135.2
Come my old son, I pray heauen make thee new.Come, my old son. I pray God make thee new.R2 V.iii.145