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his death； the which if wrongfully； Let heaven revenge； for I may never lift
An angry arm against His minister。 DUCHESS。 Where then； alas； may I
complain myself？ GAUNT。 To God； the widow's champion and defence。
DUCHESS。 Why then； I will。 Farewell； old Gaunt。 Thou goest to
Coventry； there to behold Our cousin Hereford and fell Mowbray fight。 O；
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sit my husband's wrongs on Hereford's spear； That it may enter butcher
Mowbray's breast！ Or； if misfortune miss the first career； Be Mowbray's
sins so heavy in his bosom That they may break his foaming courser's
back And throw the rider headlong in the lists； A caitiff recreant to my
cousin Hereford！ Farewell； old Gaunt； thy sometimes brother's wife； With
her companion； Grief； must end her life。 GAUNT。 Sister； farewell； I must
to Coventry。 As much good stay with thee as go with me！ DUCHESS。 Yet
one word more… grief boundeth where it falls； Not with the empty
hollowness； but weight。 I take my leave before I have begun； For sorrow
ends not when it seemeth done。 Commend me to thy brother； Edmund
York。 Lo； this is all… nay； yet depart not so； Though this be all； do not so
quickly go； I shall remember more。 Bid him… ah； what？… With all good
speed at Plashy visit me。 Alack； and what shall good old York there see
But empty lodgings and unfurnish'd walls； Unpeopled offices； untrodden
stones？ And what hear there for welcome but my groans？ Therefore
commend me； let him not come there To seek out sorrow that dwells every
where。 Desolate； desolate； will I hence and die； The last leave of thee takes
my weeping eye。 Exeunt
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SCENE 3。 The lists at Coventry
Enter the LORD MARSHAL and the DUKE OF AUMERLE
MARSHAL。 My Lord Aumerle； is Harry Hereford arm'd？
AUMERLE。 Yea； at all points； and longs to enter in。 MARSHAL。 The
Duke of Norfolk； spightfully and bold； Stays but the summons of the
appelant's trumpet。 AUMERLE。 Why then； the champions are prepar'd；
and stay For nothing but his Majesty's approach。
The trumpets sound； and the KING enters with his nobles； GAUNT；
BUSHY； BAGOT； GREEN； and others。 When they are set； enter
MOWBRAY； Duke of Nor folk； in arms； defendant； and a HERALD
KING RICHARD。 Marshal； demand of yonder champion The cause
of his arrival here in arms； Ask him his name； and orderly proceed To
swear him in the justice of his cause。 MARSHAL。 In God's name and the
King's； say who thou art； And why thou comest thus knightly clad in arms；
Against what man thou com'st； and what thy quarrel。 Speak truly on thy
knighthood and thy oath； As so defend thee heaven and thy valour！
MOWBRAY。 My name is Thomas Mowbray； Duke of Norfolk； Who
hither come engaged by my oath… Which God defend a knight should
violate！… Both to defend my loyalty and truth To God； my King； and my
succeeding issue； Against the Duke of Hereford that appeals me； And； by
the grace of God and this mine arm； To prove him； in defending of myself；
A traitor to my God； my King； and me。 And as I truly fight； defend me
heaven！
The trumpets sound。 Enter BOLINGBROKE； Duke of Hereford；
appellant； in armour； and a HERALD
KING RICHARD。 Marshal； ask yonder knight in arms； Both who he
is and why he cometh hither Thus plated in habiliments of war； And
formally； according to our law； Depose him in the justice of his cause。
MARSHAL。 What is thy name？ and wherefore com'st thou hither Before
King Richard in his royal lists？ Against whom comest thou？ and what's
thy quarrel？ Speak like a true knight； so defend thee heaven！
BOLINGBROKE。 Harry of Hereford； Lancaster； and Derby； Am I； who
ready here do stand in arms To prove； by God's grace and my body's
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valour； In lists on Thomas Mowbray； Duke of Norfolk； That he is a traitor；
foul and dangerous； To God of heaven； King Richard； and to me。 And as I
truly fight； defend me heaven！ MARSHAL。 On pain of death； no person
be so bold Or daring…hardy as to touch the lists； Except the Marshal and
such officers Appointed to direct these fair designs。 BOLINGBROKE。
Lord Marshal； let me kiss my sovereign's hand； And bow my knee before
his Majesty； For Mowbray and myself are like two men That vow a long
and weary pilgrimage。 Then let us take a ceremonious leave And loving
farewell of our several friends。 MARSHAL。 The appellant in all duty
greets your Highness； And craves to kiss your hand and take his leave。
KING RICHARD。 We will descend and fold him in our arms。 Cousin of
Hereford； as thy cause is right； So be thy fortune in this royal fight！
Farewell； my blood； which if to…day thou shed； Lament we may； but not
revenge thee dead。 BOLINGBROKE。 O； let no noble eye profane a tear
For me； if I be gor'd with Mowbray's spear。 As confident as is the falcon's
flight Against a bird； do I with Mowbray fight。 My loving lord； I take my
leave of you； Of you； my noble cousin； Lord Aumerle； Not sick； although I
have to do with death； But lusty； young； and cheerly drawing breath。 Lo；
as at English feasts； so I regreet The daintiest last； to make the end most
sweet。 O thou； the earthly author of my blood； Whose youthful spirit； in
me regenerate； Doth with a twofold vigour lift me up To reach at victory
above my head； Add proof unto mine armour with thy prayers； And with
thy blessings steel my lance's point； That it may enter Mowbray's waxen
coat And furbish new the name of John o' Gaunt； Even in the lusty haviour
of his son。 GAUNT。 God in thy good cause make thee prosperous！ Be
swift like lightning in the execution； And let thy blows； doubly redoubled；
Fall like amazing thunder on the casque Of thy adverse pernicious enemy。
Rouse up thy youthful blood； be valiant； and live。 BOLINGBROKE。 Mine
innocence and Saint George to thrive！ MOWBRAY。 However God or
fortune cast my lot； There lives or dies； true to King Richard's throne； A
loyal； just； and