| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| Alack, why am I sent for to a King, | Alack, why am I sent for to a king | R2 IV.i.162 |
| Before I haue shooke off the Regall thoughts | Before I have shook off the regal thoughts | R2 IV.i.163 |
| Wherewith I reign'd? I hardly yet haue learn'd | Wherewith I reigned? I hardly yet have learned | R2 IV.i.164 |
| To insinuate, flatter, bowe, and bend my Knee. | To insinuate, flatter, bow, and bend my knee. | R2 IV.i.165 |
| Giue Sorrow leaue a while, to tuture me | Give sorrow leave awhile to tutor me | R2 IV.i.166 |
| To this submission. Yet I well remember | To this submission. Yet I well remember | R2 IV.i.167 |
| The fauors of these men: were they not mine? | The favours of these men. Were they not mine? | R2 IV.i.168 |
| Did they not sometime cry, All hayle to me? | Did they not sometime cry ‘ All hail!’ to me? | R2 IV.i.169 |
| So Iudas did to Christ: but he in twelue, | So Judas did to Christ. But He in twelve | R2 IV.i.170 |
| Found truth in all, but one; I, in twelue thousand, none. | Found truth in all but one; I, in twelve thousand, none. | R2 IV.i.171 |
| God saue the King: will no man say, Amen? | God save the King! Will no man say Amen? | R2 IV.i.172 |
| Am I both Priest, and Clarke? well then, Amen. | Am I both priest and clerk? Well then, Amen. | R2 IV.i.173 |
| God saue the King, although I be not hee: | God save the King, although I be not he; | R2 IV.i.174 |
| And yet Amen, if Heauen doe thinke him mee. | And yet Amen if Heaven do think him me. | R2 IV.i.175 |
| To doe what seruice, am I sent for hither? | To do what service am I sent for hither? | R2 IV.i.176 |
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| Giue me the Crown. | Give me the crown. | R2 IV.i.180.2 |
| Here Cousin, seize ye Crown: / Here Cousin, | Here, cousin – seize the crown. Here, cousin – | R2 IV.i.181 |
| on this side my Hand, on that side thine. | On this side, my hand; and on that side, thine. | R2 IV.i.182 |
| Now is this Golden Crowne like a deepe Well, | Now is this golden crown like a deep well | R2 IV.i.183 |
| That owes two Buckets, filling one another, | That owes two buckets, filling one another, | R2 IV.i.184 |
| The emptier euer dancing in the ayre, | The emptier ever dancing in the air, | R2 IV.i.185 |
| The other downe, vnseene, and full of Water: | The other down, unseen, and full of water. | R2 IV.i.186 |
| That Bucket downe, and full of Teares am I, | That bucket down and full of tears am I, | R2 IV.i.187 |
| Drinking my Griefes, whil'st you mount vp on high. | Drinking my griefs whilst you mount up on high. | R2 IV.i.188 |
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| My Crowne I am, but still my Griefes are mine: | My crown I am; but still my griefs are mine. | R2 IV.i.190 |
| You may my Glories and my State depose, | You may my glories and my state depose, | R2 IV.i.191 |
| But not my Griefes; still am I King of those. | But not my griefs. Still am I king of those. | R2 IV.i.192 |
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| Your Cares set vp, do not pluck my Cares downe. | Your cares set up do not pluck my cares down. | R2 IV.i.194 |
| My Care, is losse of Care, by old Care done, | My care is loss of care by old care done; | R2 IV.i.195 |
| Your Care, is gaine of Care, by new Care wonne: | Your care is gain of care by new care won. | R2 IV.i.196 |
| The Cares I giue, I haue, though giuen away, | The cares I give, I have, though given away. | R2 IV.i.197 |
| They 'tend the Crowne, yet still with me they stay: | They 'tend the crown, yet still with me they stay. | R2 IV.i.198 |
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| I, no; no, I: for I must nothing bee: | Ay, no. No, ay; for I must nothing be. | R2 IV.i.200 |
| Therefore no, no, for I resigne to thee. | Therefore no no, for I resign to thee. | R2 IV.i.201 |
| Now, marke me how I will vndoe my selfe. | Now mark me how I will undo myself. | R2 IV.i.202 |
| I giue this heauie Weight from off my Head, | I give this heavy weight from off my head, | R2 IV.i.203 |
| And this vnwieldie Scepter from my Hand, | And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand, | R2 IV.i.204 |
| The pride of Kingly sway from out my Heart. | The pride of kingly sway from out my heart. | R2 IV.i.205 |
| With mine owne Teares I wash away my Balme, | With mine own tears I wash away my balm, | R2 IV.i.206 |
| With mine owne Hands I giue away my Crowne, | With mine own hands I give away my crown, | R2 IV.i.207 |
| With mine owne Tongue denie my Sacred State, | With mine own tongue deny my sacred state, | R2 IV.i.208 |
| With mine owne Breath release all dutious Oathes; | With mine own breath release all duteous oaths. | R2 IV.i.209 |
| All Pompe and Maiestie I doe forsweare: | All pomp and majesty I do forswear. | R2 IV.i.210 |
| My Manors, Rents, Reuenues, I forgoe; | My manors, rents, revenues I forgo. | R2 IV.i.211 |
| My Acts, Decrees, and Statutes I denie: | My acts, decrees, and statutes I deny. | R2 IV.i.212 |
| God pardon all Oathes that are broke to mee, | God pardon all oaths that are broke to me; | R2 IV.i.213 |
| God keepe all Vowes vnbroke are made to thee. | God keep all vows unbroke are made to thee; | R2 IV.i.214 |
| Make me, that nothing haue, with nothing grieu'd, | Make me, that nothing have, with nothing grieved, | R2 IV.i.215 |
| And thou with all pleas'd, that hast all atchieu'd. | And thou with all pleased, that hast all achieved. | R2 IV.i.216 |
| Long may'st thou liue in Richards Seat to sit, | Long mayst thou live in Richard's seat to sit, | R2 IV.i.217 |
| And soone lye Richard in an Earthie Pit. | And soon lie Richard in an earthly pit. | R2 IV.i.218 |
| God saue King Henry, vn-King'd Richard sayes, | ‘ God save King Henry,’ unkinged Richard says, | R2 IV.i.219 |
| And send him many yeeres of Sunne-shine dayes. | ‘ And send him many years of sunshine days.’ | R2 IV.i.220 |
| What more remaines? | What more remains? | R2 IV.i.221.1 |
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| Must I doe so? and must I rauell out | Must I do so? And must I ravel out | R2 IV.i.227 |
| My weau'd-vp follyes? Gentle Northumberland, | My weaved-up follies? Gentle Northumberland, | R2 IV.i.228 |
| If thy Offences were vpon Record, | If thy offences were upon record, | R2 IV.i.229 |
| Would it not shame thee, in so faire a troupe, | Would it not shame thee in so fair a troop | R2 IV.i.230 |
| To reade a Lecture of them? If thou would'st, | To read a lecture of them? If thou wouldst, | R2 IV.i.231 |
| There should'st thou finde one heynous Article, | There shouldst thou find one heinous article, | R2 IV.i.232 |
| Contayning the deposing of a King, | Containing the deposing of a king | R2 IV.i.233 |
| And cracking the strong Warrant of an Oath, | And cracking the strong warrant of an oath, | R2 IV.i.234 |
| Mark'd with a Blot, damn'd in the Booke of Heauen. | Marked with a blot, damned in the book of heaven. | R2 IV.i.235 |
| Nay, all of you, that stand and looke vpon me, | Nay, all of you that stand and look upon me, | R2 IV.i.236 |
| Whil'st that my wretchednesse doth bait my selfe, | Whilst that my wretchedness doth bait myself, | R2 IV.i.237 |
| Though some of you, with Pilate, wash your hands, | Though some of you – with Pilate – wash your hands, | R2 IV.i.238 |
| Shewing an outward pittie: yet you Pilates | Showing an outward pity, yet you Pilates | R2 IV.i.239 |
| Haue here deliuer'd me to my sowre Crosse, | Have here delivered me to my sour cross, | R2 IV.i.240 |
| And Water cannot wash away your sinne. | And water cannot wash away your sin. | R2 IV.i.241 |
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| Mine Eyes are full of Teares, I cannot see: | Mine eyes are full of tears. I cannot see. | R2 IV.i.243 |
| And yet salt-Water blindes them not so much, | And yet salt water blinds them not so much | R2 IV.i.244 |
| But they can see a sort of Traytors here. | But they can see a sort of traitors here. | R2 IV.i.245 |
| Nay, if I turne mine Eyes vpon my selfe, | Nay, if I turn mine eyes upon myself | R2 IV.i.246 |
| I finde my selfe a Traytor with the rest: | I find myself a traitor with the rest. | R2 IV.i.247 |
| For I haue giuen here my Soules consent, | For I have given here my soul's consent | R2 IV.i.248 |
| T'vndeck the pompous Body of a King; | To undeck the pompous body of a king; | R2 IV.i.249 |
| Made Glory base; a Soueraigntie, a Slaue; | Made glory base, and sovereignty a slave; | R2 IV.i.250 |
| Prowd Maiestie, a Subiect; State, a Pesant. | Proud majesty, a subject; state, a peasant. | R2 IV.i.251 |
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| No Lord of thine, thou haught-insulting man; | No lord of thine, thou haught, insulting man; | R2 IV.i.253 |
| No, nor no mans Lord: I haue no Name, no Title; | Nor no man's lord. I have no name, no title – | R2 IV.i.254 |
| No, not that Name was giuen me at the Font, | No, not that name was given me at the font – | R2 IV.i.255 |
| But 'tis vsurpt: alack the heauie day, | But 'tis usurped. Alack the heavy day, | R2 IV.i.256 |
| That I haue worne so many Winters out, | That I have worn so many winters out | R2 IV.i.257 |
| And know not now, what Name to call my selfe. | And know not now what name to call myself! | R2 IV.i.258 |
| Oh, that I were a Mockerie, King of Snow, | O that I were a mockery king of snow, | R2 IV.i.259 |
| Standing before the Sunne of Bullingbrooke, | Standing before the sun of Bolingbroke, | R2 IV.i.260 |
| To melt my selfe away in Water-drops. | To melt myself away in water-drops! | R2 IV.i.261 |
| Good King, great King, and yet not greatly good, | Good king; great king – and yet not greatly good – | R2 IV.i.262 |
| And if my word be Sterling yet in England, | An if my word be sterling yet in England | R2 IV.i.263 |
| Let it command a Mirror hither straight, | Let it command a mirror hither straight | R2 IV.i.264 |
| That it may shew me what a Face I haue, | That it may show me what a face I have | R2 IV.i.265 |
| Since it is Bankrupt of his Maiestie. | Since it is bankrupt of his majesty. | R2 IV.i.266 |
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| Fiend, thou torments me, ere I come to Hell. | Fiend, thou torments me ere I come to hell. | R2 IV.i.269 |
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| They shall be satisfy'd: Ile reade enough, | They shall be satisfied. I'll read enough | R2 IV.i.272 |
| When I doe see the very Booke indeede, | When I do see the very book indeed | R2 IV.i.273 |
| Where all my sinnes are writ, and that's my selfe. | Where all my sins are writ; and that's myself. | R2 IV.i.274 |
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| Giue me that Glasse, and therein will I reade. | Give me that glass, and therein will I read. | R2 IV.i.275 |
| No deeper wrinckles yet? hath Sorrow strucke | No deeper wrinkles yet? Hath sorrow struck | R2 IV.i.276 |
| So many Blowes vpon this Face of mine, | So many blows upon this face of mine | R2 IV.i.277 |
| And made no deeper Wounds? Oh flatt'ring Glasse, | And made no deeper wounds? O, flattering glass, | R2 IV.i.278 |
| Like to my followers in prosperitie, | Like to my followers in prosperity, | R2 IV.i.279 |
| Thou do'st beguile me. Was this Face, the Face | Thou dost beguile me. Was this face the face | R2 IV.i.280 |
| That euery day, vnder his House-hold Roofe, | That every day under his household roof | R2 IV.i.281 |
| Did keepe ten thousand men? Was this the Face, | Did keep ten thousand men? Was this the face | R2 IV.i.282 |
| That like the Sunne, did make beholders winke? | That like the sun did make beholders wink? | R2 IV.i.283 |
| Is this the Face, which fac'd so many follyes, | Is this the face which faced so many follies, | R2 IV.i.284 |
| That was at last out-fac'd by Bullingbrooke? | That was at last outfaced by Bolingbroke? | R2 IV.i.285 |
| A brittle Glory shineth in this Face, | A brittle glory shineth in this face. | R2 IV.i.286 |
| As brittle as the Glory, is the Face, | As brittle as the glory is the face, | R2 IV.i.287 |
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| For there it is, crackt in an hundred shiuers. | For there it is, cracked in a hundred shivers. | R2 IV.i.288 |
| Marke silent King, the Morall of this sport, | Mark, silent King, the moral of this sport: | R2 IV.i.289 |
| How soone my Sorrow hath destroy'd my Face. | How soon my sorrow hath destroyed my face. | R2 IV.i.290 |
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| Say that againe. | Say that again! | R2 IV.i.292.2 |
| The shadow of my Sorrow: ha, let's see, | ‘ The shadow of my sorrow ’ – ha, let's see. | R2 IV.i.293 |
| 'Tis very true, my Griefe lyes all within, | 'Tis very true. My grief lies all within, | R2 IV.i.294 |
| And these externall manner of Laments, | And these external manners of laments | R2 IV.i.295 |
| Are meerely shadowes, to the vnseene Griefe, | Are merely shadows to the unseen grief | R2 IV.i.296 |
| That swells with silence in the tortur'd Soule. | That swells with silence in the tortured soul. | R2 IV.i.297 |
| There lyes the substance: and I thanke thee King | There lies the substance; and I thank thee, King, | R2 IV.i.298 |
| For thy great bountie, that not onely giu'st | For thy great bounty, that not only givest | R2 IV.i.299 |
| Me cause to wayle, but teachest me the way | Me cause to wail, but teachest me the way | R2 IV.i.300 |
| How to lament the cause. Ile begge one Boone, | How to lament the cause. I'll beg one boon, | R2 IV.i.301 |
| And then be gone, and trouble you no more. | And then be gone and trouble you no more. | R2 IV.i.302 |
| Shall I obtaine it? | Shall I obtain it? | R2 IV.i.303.1 |
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| Faire Cousin? I am greater then a King: | ‘ Fair cousin ’? I am greater than a king; | R2 IV.i.304 |
| For when I was a King, my flatterers | For when I was a king, my flatterers | R2 IV.i.305 |
| Were then but subiects; being now a subiect, | Were then but subjects; being now a subject | R2 IV.i.306 |
| I haue a King here to my flatterer: | I have a king here to my flatterer. | R2 IV.i.307 |
| Being so great, I haue no neede to begge. | Being so great, I have no need to beg. | R2 IV.i.308 |
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| And shall I haue? | And shall I have? | R2 IV.i.310 |
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| Then giue me leaue to goe. | Then give me leave to go. | R2 IV.i.312 |
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| Whither you will, so I were from your sights. | Whither you will, so I were from your sights. | R2 IV.i.314 |
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| Oh good: conuey: Conueyers are you all, | O, good, ‘ convey!’ – Conveyors are you all, | R2 IV.i.316 |
| That rise thus nimbly by a true Kings fall. | That rise thus nimbly by a true king's fall. | R2 IV.i.317 |
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| Ioyne not with griefe, faire Woman, do not so, | Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, | R2 V.i.16 |
| To make my end too sudden: learne good Soule, | To make my end too sudden. Learn, good soul, | R2 V.i.17 |
| To thinke our former State a happie Dreame, | To think our former state a happy dream, | R2 V.i.18 |
| From which awak'd, the truth of what we are, | From which awaked the truth of what we are | R2 V.i.19 |
| Shewes vs but this. I am sworne Brother (Sweet) | Shows us but this. I am sworn brother, sweet, | R2 V.i.20 |
| To grim Necessitie; and hee and I | To grim Necessity, and he and I | R2 V.i.21 |
| Will keepe a League till Death. High thee to France, | Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France, | R2 V.i.22 |
| And Cloyster thee in some Religious House: | And cloister thee in some religious house. | R2 V.i.23 |
| Our holy liues must winne a new Worlds Crowne, | Our holy lives must win a new world's crown | R2 V.i.24 |
| Which our prophane houres here haue stricken downe. | Which our profane hours here have thrown down. | R2 V.i.25 |
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| A King of Beasts indeed: if aught but Beasts, | A king of beasts indeed! If aught but beasts | R2 V.i.35 |
| I had beene still a happy King of Men. | I had been still a happy king of men. | R2 V.i.36 |
| Good (sometime Queene) prepare thee hence for France: | Good sometimes queen, prepare thee hence for France. | R2 V.i.37 |
| Thinke I am dead, and that euen here thou tak'st, | Think I am dead, and that even here thou takest | R2 V.i.38 |
| As from my Death-bed, my last liuing leaue. | As from my deathbed thy last living leave. | R2 V.i.39 |
| In Winters tedious Nights sit by the fire | In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire | R2 V.i.40 |
| With good old folkes, and let them tell thee Tales | With good old folks, and let them tell thee tales | R2 V.i.41 |
| Of wofull Ages, long agoe betide: | Of woeful ages long ago betid; | R2 V.i.42 |
| And ere thou bid good-night, to quit their griefe, | And ere thou bid goodnight, to quite their griefs | R2 V.i.43 |
| Tell thou the lamentable fall of me, | Tell thou the lamentable tale of me, | R2 V.i.44 |
| And send the hearers weeping to their Beds: | And send the hearers weeping to their beds; | R2 V.i.45 |
| For why? the sencelesse Brands will sympathize | For why the senseless brands will sympathize | R2 V.i.46 |
| The heauie accent of thy mouing Tongue, | The heavy accent of thy moving tongue, | R2 V.i.47 |
| And in compassion, weepe the fire out: | And in compassion weep the fire out; | R2 V.i.48 |
| And some will mourne in ashes, some coale-black, | And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black, | R2 V.i.49 |
| For the deposing of a rightfulll King. | For the deposing of a rightful king. | R2 V.i.50 |
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| Northumberland, thou Ladder wherewithall | Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal | R2 V.i.55 |
| The mounting Bullingbrooke ascends my Throne, | The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne, | R2 V.i.56 |
| The time shall not be many houres of age, | The time shall not be many hours of age | R2 V.i.57 |
| More then it is, ere foule sinne, gathering head, | More than it is ere foul sin, gathering head, | R2 V.i.58 |
| Shall breake into corruption: thou shalt thinke, | Shalt break into corruption. Thou shalt think, | R2 V.i.59 |
| Though he diuide the Realme, and giue thee halfe, | Though he divide the realm and give thee half, | R2 V.i.60 |
| It is too little, helping him to all: | It is too little, helping him to all. | R2 V.i.61 |
| He shall thinke, that thou which know'st the way | He shall think that thou, which knowest the way | R2 V.i.62 |
| To plant vnrightfull Kings, wilt know againe, | To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again, | R2 V.i.63 |
| Being ne're so little vrg'd another way, | Being ne'er so little urged another way, | R2 V.i.64 |
| To pluck him headlong from the vsurped Throne. | To pluck him headlong from the usurped throne. | R2 V.i.65 |
| The Loue of wicked friends conuerts to Feare; | The love of wicked men converts to fear, | R2 V.i.66 |
| That Feare, to Hate; and Hate turnes one, or both, | That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both | R2 V.i.67 |
| To worthie Danger, and deserued Death. | To worthy danger and deserved death. | R2 V.i.68 |
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| Doubly diuorc'd? (bad men) ye violate | Doubly divorced! Bad men, you violate | R2 V.i.71 |
| A two-fold Marriage; 'twixt my Crowne, and me, | A twofold marriage – 'twixt my crown and me, | R2 V.i.72 |
| And then betwixt me, and my marryed Wife. | And then betwixt me and my married wife. | R2 V.i.73 |
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| Let me vn-kisse the Oath 'twixt thee, and me; | Let me unkiss the oath 'twixt thee and me; | R2 V.i.74 |
| And yet not so, for with a Kisse 'twas made. | And yet not so; for with a kiss 'twas made. | R2 V.i.75 |
| Part vs, Northumberland: I, towards the North, | – Part us, Northumberland: I towards the north, | R2 V.i.76 |
| Where shiuering Cold and Sicknesse pines the Clyme: | Where shivering cold and sickness pines the clime; | R2 V.i.77 |
| My Queene to France: from whence, set forth in pompe, | My wife to France, from whence set forth in pomp | R2 V.i.78 |
| She came adorned hither like sweet May; | She came adorned hither like sweet May, | R2 V.i.79 |
| Sent back like Hollowmas, or short'st of day. | Sent back like Hallowmas or shortest of day. | R2 V.i.80 |
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| I, hand from hand (my Loue) and heart frõ heart. | Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart. | R2 V.i.82 |
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| So two together weeping, make one Woe. | So two together weeping make one woe. | R2 V.i.86 |
| Weepe thou for me in France; I, for thee heere: | Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here. | R2 V.i.87 |
| Better farre off, then neere, be ne're the neere. | Better far off than, near, be ne'er the nea'er. | R2 V.i.88 |
| Goe, count thy Way with Sighes; I, mine with Groanes. | Go count thy way with sighs, I mine with groans. | R2 V.i.89 |
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| Twice for one step Ile groane, ye Way being short, | Twice for one step I'll groan, the way being short, | R2 V.i.91 |
| And peece the Way out with a heauie heart. | And piece the way out with a heavy heart. | R2 V.i.92 |
| Come, come, in wooing Sorrow let's be briefe, | Come, come – in wooing sorrow let's be brief, | R2 V.i.93 |
| Since wedding it, there is such length in Griefe: | Since wedding it, there is such length in grief. | R2 V.i.94 |
| One Kisse shall stop our mouthes, and dumbely part; | One kiss shall stop our mouths, and dumbly part. | R2 V.i.95 |
| Thus giue I mine, and thus take I thy heart. | Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart. | R2 V.i.96 |
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| We make Woe wanton with this fond delay: | We make woe wanton with this fond delay. | R2 V.i.101 |
| Once more adieu; the rest, let Sorrow say. | Once more, adieu. The rest let sorrow say. | R2 V.i.102 |
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| I haue bin studying, how to compare | I have been studying how I may compare | R2 V.v.1 |
| This Prison where I liue, vnto the World: | This prison where I live unto the world; | R2 V.v.2 |
| And for because the world is populous, | And for because the world is populous, | R2 V.v.3 |
| And heere is not a Creature, but my selfe, | And here is not a creature but myself, | R2 V.v.4 |
| I cannot do it: yet Ile hammer't out. | I cannot do it. Yet I'll hammer it out. | R2 V.v.5 |
| My Braine, Ile proue the Female to my Soule, | My brain I'll prove the female to my soul, | R2 V.v.6 |
| My Soule, the Father: and these two beget | My soul the father, and these two beget | R2 V.v.7 |
| A generation of still breeding Thoughts; | A generation of still-breeding thoughts, | R2 V.v.8 |
| And these same Thoughts, people this Little World | And these same thoughts people this little world, | R2 V.v.9 |
| In humors, like the people of this world, | In humours like the people of this world. | R2 V.v.10 |
| For no thought is contented. The better sort, | For no thought is contented; the better sort, | R2 V.v.11 |
| As thoughts of things Diuine, are intermixt | As thoughts of things divine, are intermixed | R2 V.v.12 |
| With scruples, and do set the Faith it selfe | With scruples, and do set the word itself | R2 V.v.13 |
| Against the Faith: as thus: Come litle ones: | Against the word; as thus: ‘ Come, little ones ’; | R2 V.v.14 |
| & then again, | And then again, | R2 V.v.15 |
| It is as hard to come, as for a Camell | ‘ It is as hard to come as for a camel | R2 V.v.16 |
| To thred the posterne of a Needles eye. | To thread the postern of a small needle's eye.’ | R2 V.v.17 |
| Thoughts tending to Ambition, they do plot | Thoughts tending to ambition, they do plot | R2 V.v.18 |
| Vnlikely wonders; how these vaine weake nailes | Unlikely wonders – how these vain weak nails | R2 V.v.19 |
| May teare a passage through the Flinty ribbes | May tear a passage through the flinty ribs | R2 V.v.20 |
| Of this hard world, my ragged prison walles: | Of this hard world, my ragged prison walls, | R2 V.v.21 |
| And for they cannot, dye in their owne pride. | And for they cannot, die in their own pride. | R2 V.v.22 |
| Thoughts tending to Content, flatter themselues, | Thoughts tending to content flatter themselves | R2 V.v.23 |
| That they are not the first of Fortunes slaues, | That they are not the first of Fortune's slaves, | R2 V.v.24 |
| Nor shall not be the last. Like silly Beggars, | Nor shall not be the last; like seely beggars, | R2 V.v.25 |
| Who sitting in the Stockes, refuge their shame | Who, sitting in the stocks, refuge their shame | R2 V.v.26 |
| That many haue, and others must sit there; | That many have, and others must sit there. | R2 V.v.27 |
| And in this Thought, they finde a kind of ease, | And in this thought they find a kind of ease, | R2 V.v.28 |
| Bearing their owne misfortune on the backe | Bearing their own misfortunes on the back | R2 V.v.29 |
| Of such as haue before indur'd the like. | Of such as have before endured the like. | R2 V.v.30 |
| Thus play I in one Prison, many people, | Thus play I in one person many people, | R2 V.v.31 |
| And none contented. Sometimes am I King; | And none contented. Sometimes am I king. | R2 V.v.32 |
| Then Treason makes me wish my selfe a Beggar, | Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar; | R2 V.v.33 |
| And so I am. Then crushing penurie, | And so I am. Then crushing penury | R2 V.v.34 |
| Perswades me, I was better when a King: | Persuades me I was better when a king. | R2 V.v.35 |
| Then am I king'd againe: and by and by, | Then am I kinged again; and by and by | R2 V.v.36 |
| Thinke that I am vn-king'd by Bullingbrooke, | Think that I am unkinged by Bolingbroke, | R2 V.v.37 |
| And straight am nothing. But what ere I am, Musick | And straight am nothing. But whate'er I be, | R2 V.v.38 |
| Nor I, nor any man, that but man is, | Nor I, nor any man that but man is, | R2 V.v.39 |
| With nothing shall be pleas'd, till he be eas'd | With nothing shall be pleased, till he be eased | R2 V.v.40 |
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| With being nothing. Musicke do I heare? | With being nothing. (The music plays) Music do I hear. | R2 V.v.41 |
| Ha, ha? keepe time: How sowre sweet Musicke is, | Ha, ha; keep time! How sour sweet music is | R2 V.v.42 |
| When Time is broke, and no Proportion kept? | When time is broke, and no proportion kept. | R2 V.v.43 |
| So is it in the Musicke of mens liues: | So is it in the music of men's lives; | R2 V.v.44 |
| And heere haue I the daintinesse of eare, | And here have I the daintiness of ear | R2 V.v.45 |
| To heare time broke in a disorder'd string: | To check time broke in a disordered string, | R2 V.v.46 |
| But for the Concord of my State and Time, | But for the concord of my state and time, | R2 V.v.47 |
| Had not an eare to heare my true Time broke. | Had not an ear to hear my true time broke. | R2 V.v.48 |
| I wasted Time, and now doth Time waste me: | I wasted time, and now doth time waste me; | R2 V.v.49 |
| For now hath Time made me his numbring clocke; | For now hath time made me his numbering clock. | R2 V.v.50 |
| My Thoughts, are minutes; and with Sighes they iarre, | My thoughts are minutes, and with sighs they jar | R2 V.v.51 |
| Their watches on vnto mine eyes, the outward Watch, | Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch | R2 V.v.52 |
| Whereto my finger, like a Dialls point, | Whereto my finger, like a dial's point, | R2 V.v.53 |
| Is pointing still, in cleansing them from teares. | Is pointing still in cleansing them from tears. | R2 V.v.54 |
| Now sir, the sound that tels what houre it is, | Now, sir, the sound that tells what hour it is | R2 V.v.55 |
| Are clamorous groanes, that strike vpon my heart, | Are clamorous groans which strike upon my heart, | R2 V.v.56 |
| Which is the bell: so Sighes, and Teares, and Grones, | Which is the bell. So sighs, and tears, and groans | R2 V.v.57 |
| Shew Minutes, Houres, and Times: but my Time | Show minutes, times, and hours. But my time | R2 V.v.58 |
| Runs poasting on, in Bullingbrookes proud ioy, | Runs posting on in Bolingbroke's proud joy, | R2 V.v.59 |
| While I stand fooling heere, his iacke o'th' Clocke. | While I stand fooling here, his jack of the clock. | R2 V.v.60 |
| This Musicke mads me, let it sound no more, | This music mads me. Let it sound no more; | R2 V.v.61 |
| For though it haue holpe madmen to their wits, | For though it have holp madmen to their wits, | R2 V.v.62 |
| In me it seemes, it will make wise-men mad: | In me it seems it will make wise men mad. | R2 V.v.63 |
| Yet blessing on his heart that giues it me; | Yet blessing on his heart that gives it me; | R2 V.v.64 |
| For 'tis a signe of loue, and loue to Richard, | For 'tis a sign of love, and love to Richard | R2 V.v.65 |
| Is a strange Brooch, in this all-hating world. | Is a strange brooch in this all-hating world. | R2 V.v.66 |
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| Thankes Noble Peere, | Thanks, noble peer. | R2 V.v.67.2 |
| The cheapest of vs, is ten groates too deere. | The cheapest of us is ten groats too dear. | R2 V.v.68 |
| What art thou? And how com'st thou hither? | What art thou, and how comest thou hither | R2 V.v.69 |
| Where no man euer comes, but that sad dogge | Where no man never comes but that sad dog | R2 V.v.70 |
| That brings me food, to make misfortune liue? | That brings me food to make misfortune live? | R2 V.v.71 |
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| Rode he on Barbary? Tell me gentle Friend, | Rode he on Barbary? Tell me, gentle friend, | R2 V.v.81 |
| How went he vnder him? | How went he under him? | R2 V.v.82 |
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| So proud, that Bullingbrooke was on his backe; | So proud that Bolingbroke was on his back! | R2 V.v.84 |
| That Iade hath eate bread from my Royall hand. | That jade hath eat bread from my royal hand; | R2 V.v.85 |
| This hand hath made him proud with clapping him. | This hand hath made him proud with clapping him. | R2 V.v.86 |
| Would he not stumble? Would he not fall downe | Would he not stumble, would he not fall down – | R2 V.v.87 |
| (Since Pride must haue a fall) and breake the necke | Since pride must have a fall – and break the neck | R2 V.v.88 |
| Of that proud man, that did vsurpe his backe? | Of that proud man that did usurp his back? | R2 V.v.89 |
| Forgiuenesse horse: Why do I raile on thee, | Forgiveness, horse! Why do I rail on thee, | R2 V.v.90 |
| Since thou created to be aw'd by man | Since thou, created to be awed by man, | R2 V.v.91 |
| Was't borne to beare? I was not made a horse, | Wast born to bear? I was not made a horse, | R2 V.v.92 |
| And yet I beare a burthen like an Asse, | And yet I bear a burden like an ass, | R2 V.v.93 |
| Spur-gall'd, and tyrd by iauncing Bullingbrooke. | Spurred, galled, and tired by jauncing Bolingbroke. | R2 V.v.94 |
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| If thou loue me, 'tis time thou wer't away. | If thou love me, 'tis time thou wert away. | R2 V.v.96 |
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| Taste of it first, as thou wer't wont to doo. | Taste of it first, as thou art wont to do. | R2 V.v.99 |
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| The diuell take Henrie of Lancaster, and thee; | The devil take Henry of Lancaster, and thee. | R2 V.v.102 |
| Patience is stale, and I am weary of it. | Patience is stale, and I am weary of it. | R2 V.v.103 |
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| How now? what meanes Death in this rude assalt? | How now! What means death in this rude assault? | R2 V.v.105 |
| Villaine, thine owne hand yeelds thy deaths instrument, | Villain, thy own hand yields thy death's instrument. | R2 V.v.106 |
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| Go thou and fill another roome in hell. | Go thou, and fill another room in hell. | R2 V.v.107 |
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| That hand shall burne in neuer-quenching fire, | That hand shall burn in never-quenching fire | R2 V.v.108 |
| That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy fierce hand, | That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy fierce hand | R2 V.v.109 |
| Hath with the Kings blood, stain'd the Kings own land. | Hath with the King's blood stained the King's own land. | R2 V.v.110 |
| Mount, mount my soule, thy seate is vp on high, | Mount, mount, my soul. Thy seat is up on high, | R2 V.v.111 |
| Whil'st my grosse flesh sinkes downward, heere to dye. | Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward here to die. | R2 V.v.112 |