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Whereto my finger, like a dial's point,

That hand shall burn in never-quenching fire, Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears. That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy fierce Now, sir, the sounds that tell what hour it is,

hand Are clamorous groans, that strike upon my heart, Hath with the king's blood stain’d the king's own Which is the bell: So sighs, and tears, and groans,

land. Show minutes, times, and hours: — but my time Mount, mount, my soul! thy seat is up on high ; Runs posting on in Bolingbroke's proud joy. Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward, here to die. This musick mads me, let it sound no more ;

(Dies. For, though it have holpe madmen to their wits, Erton. As full of valour, as of royal blood : In me, it seems it will make wise men mad. Both have I spilt; 0, would the deed were good! Yet blessing on his heart that gives it me!

For now the devil, that told me — - I did well, For 'tis a sign of love; and love to Richard Says that this deed is chronicled in hell. Is a strange brooch in this all-hating world. This dead king to the living king I'll bear;

Take hence the rest, and give them burial here. Enter Groom.

[Exeunt. Groom. Hail, royal prince! K. Rich. What art thou ? and how comest thou SCENE VI. - Windsor. A Room in the Castle.

hither, Where no man never comes, but that sad dog Flourish. Enter BOLINGBROKE, ani York, with That brings me food, to make misfortune live ?

Lords, and Attendants. Groom. I was a poor groom of thy stable, king,

Boling. Kind uncle York, the latest news we hear When thou wert king; who, travelling towards York, Is — that the rebels have consum'd with fire With much ado, at length have gotten leave Our town of Cicester in Glostershire; To look upon my sometime master's face.

But whether they be ta'en, or slain, we hear not. O, how it yearn'd my heart, when I beheld, In London streets, that coronation day,

Enter NORTHUMBERLAND. When Bolingbroke rode on roan Barbary!

Welcome, my lord: What is the news ? That horse, that thou so often hast bestrid;

North. First, to thy sacred state wish I all hapThat borse, that I so carefully have dress'd!

piness, K. Rich. Rode he on Barbary? Tell me, gentle The next news is, – I have to London sent friend,

The heads of Salisbury, Spencer, Blunt, and Kent : How went he under him ?

The manner of their taking may appear Groom. So proudly, as if he disdain’d the ground. At large discoursed in this paper here. K. Rich. So proud that Bolingbroke was on his

[Presenting a paper. back!

Boling. We thank thee, gentle Percy, for thy That jade hath eat bread from my royal hand;

pains; This hand hath made him proud with clapping him. And to thy worth will add right worthy gains. Would he not stumble? Would he not fall down, (Since pride must have a fall,) and break the neck

Enter Fitzwater.
Of that proud man that did usurp his back ?
Forgiveness, horse! why do I rail on thee,

Fitz. My lord, I have from Oxford sent to London Since thou, created to be aw'd by man,

The heads of Brocas, and sir Bennet Seely ; Wast born to bear? I was not made a horse ;

Two of the dangerous consorted traitors, And yet I bear a burden like an ass,

That sought at Oxford thy dire overthrow. Spur-gall’d, and tir’d, by jauncing Bolingbroke.

Boling. Thy pains, Fitzwater, shall not be forgot;

Right noble is thy merit, well I wot.
Enter Keeper, with a Dish.
Keep. Fellow, give place; here is no longer stay,

Enter Percy, with the Bishop OF CARLISLE. [To the Groom.

Percy. The grand conspirator, abbot of West. K. Rich. If thou love me, 'tis time thou wert

minster, away.

With clog of conscience, and sour melancholy, Groom. What my tongue dares not, that my heart Hath yielded up his body to the grave;

[Exit. But here is Carlisle living to abide Keep. My lord, will't please you to fall to ?

Thy kingly doom, and sentence of his pride. K. Rich. Taste of it first, as thou art wont to do.

Boling. Carlisle, this is your doom : Keep. My lord, I dare not ; sir Pierce of Exton, Choose out some secret place, some reverend room, who

More than thou hast, and with it joy thy life; Lately came from the king, commands the contrary, So, as thou liv'st in peace, die free from strife : K. Rich. The devil take Henry of Lancaster, and for though mine enemy thou hast ever been,

thee! Patience is stale, and I am weary of it.

High sparks of honour in thee have I seen. [Beats the Keeper.

Enter Exton, with Attendants bearing a Coffin. Keep. Help, help, help!

Exlon. Great king, within this coffin I present Enter Exton, and Servants armed.

Thy buried fear: herein all breathless lies K. Rich. How now? what means death in this The mightiest of thy greatest enemies, rude assault?

Richard of Bourdeaux, by me hither brought. Villain, thy own hand yields thy death's instru- Boling. Exton, I thank thee not; for thou hast ment. (Snatching a weapon, and killing one.

wrought Go thou, and fill another room in hell.

A deed of slander, with thy fatal hand,
[He kills another, then Exton strikes him down. | Upon my head, and all this famous land.

shall say.

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KING RICHARD II.

Act V.

Exion. From your own mouth, my lord, did I Lords, I protest my soul is full of woe, this deed.

That blood should sprinkle me, to make me grow: Boling. They love not poison that do poison need, Come, mourn with me for what I do lament, Nor do I thee; though I did wish him dead, And put on sullen black incontinent 5; I hate the murderer, love him murdered.

I'll make a voyage to the Holy Land, The guilt of conscience take thou for thy labour, To wash this blood off from my guilty hand: But neither my good word, nor princely favour : March sadly after; grace my mournings here, With Cain go wander through the shade of night, In weeping after this untimely bier. (Ereunt. And never show thy head by day nor light,

s Immediately.

FIRST PART OF

KING HENRY IV.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

KING HENRY THE FOURTH.

Sir John FALSTAFF HENRY, Prince of Wales,

Poins.

Sons to the King. Prince John of Lancaster,

GADSHILL. Earl op WESTMORELAND,

PETO. BARDOLPH.

Friends to the King.
Sir Walter BLUNT,
Thomas Percy, Earl of Worcester.

Lady Percy, Wife to Hotspur, and Sister lo Mor. Henry Percy, Earl of Northumberland.

timer. HENRY PERCY, surnamed HOTSPUR, his son. LADY MORTIMER, Laughter to Glendower, and Edward MORTIMER, Earl of March.

Wife to Mortimer. SCROOP, Archbishop of York.

Mrs. QUICKLY, Hosless of a Tavern in Eastcheap. ARCHIBALD, Earl of Douglas. OWEN GLENDOWER.

Lords, Officers, Sheriff, Vintner, Chamberlain, Sir RICHARD VERNON.

Drawers, two Carriers, Travellers, and Allendants. SCENE, England

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PREFACE OF THE EDITOR TO THE TWO PARTS OF HENRY IV. My late excellent friend, Mrs. Montagu, in her I hope that all obscenity is equally banished from Essay on the Writings and Genius of Shakspeare, them. I wish it were in my power in like manner has paid particular attention to Henry the I Vth. In to exclude every expression which approaches to this, as in every part of her work, good principles, vulgarity or indélicacy; but this I fear, cannot be judicious argument, and refined taste, appear in all done, unless the whole of those scenes are omitted her observations; but I confine myself to the more in which any of the comic characters appear. The immediate objects of the present publication, - present publication may possibly be censured by purity, and decency of expression.

two classes of readers, of very different sentiments. Every person must be sensible, that of all the Those persons who are unwilling to be deprived of historical plays, the Two Parts of Henry the IVth any part of the wit of Falstaff (whatever may be the are the most difficult to render fit for family reading. expense of retaining it) will perhaps be displeased To clear them of all indecent, and indelicate expres- at the omission of the evening scene between him sions, without destroying the wit and spirit of Fal- and Doll Tearsheet, and their followers. To them staff, and without injuring the narrative, is indeed I reply, that consistently with the design of the an arduous undertaking; but I hope I may remove present edition of Shakspeare, the omission was many objectionable passages, though I may not be unavoidable; but I regret n the less, because, as was able to render the work perfect.“ Est quadam pro- suggested in my preface, those readers can gratify dire tenus, si non datur ultra.” Feeling the difficulty their taste by having recourse to former editions of of the task, I take as a guide the following extract the Second Part of Henry the IVth. from the just observations of my deceased friend :- Other persons may possibly complain that there

“ There are delicacies of decorum in one age un- still remain in this work some expressions which known to another age: but whatever is immoral, is are not consistent with that perfect delicacy of equally blarneable in all ages; and every approach sentiment, with which it were desirable that every to obscenity, is an offence, for which wit cannot publication should be conducted. To this objecatone, nor the barbarism or the corruption of the tion I fear that I can give no answer that will be times afford an excuse. Mine hostess Quickly is of quite satisfactory. I can only say, that I have a species not extinct. It may be said, the author endeavoured to render the speeches of Falstaff and there sinks from comedy to far ce ; but she helps to his companions ar correct as they could be rencomplete the character of Falstaff, and some of the dered, without losing sight of their characters and dialogues in which she is engaged are diverting. dispositions. Those persons who still object to Every scène in which Doll Tearsheet appears, is their language, cannot I believe do better, than indecent; and therefore not only indefensible, but confine their reading to the serious parts of the inexcusable."

three following plays, which possess such merit, as After the foregoing quotation, my readers will can hardly be equalled in any other dramatic poet, not be surprised, if the name of the last-mentioned and is seldom exceeded by our own inmortal bard. person is not to be found in the following plays.

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