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Plan. My father was attached, not attainted;
Som. Ah, thou shalt find us ready for thee still,
Plan. And by my soul, this pale and angry rose,
Suf. Go forward, and be choak’d with thy ambition : And so farewel, until I meet thee next. [Exit. Som. Have with thee, Pool: farewel, ambitious Richard.
[Exit. Plan. How I am brav’d, and must perforce endure it!
War. This blot, that they object against your house, Shall be wip'd out in the next Parliament, Calld for the truce of Winchester and Gloster, And if thou be not then created York, I will not live to be accounted Warwick. Mean time, in signal of my love to thee, Against proud Somerset and William Pool, Will I upon thy party wear this rose. And here I prophesy; this brawl to day, Grown to this faction, in the Temple-garden,
5 To scurze you for this Ap. bended or reproach'd him with his prehension.] Tho' this Word Father, the Earl of Cambridge's, poffefles all the Copies, I am per- Treafon.
THEOBALD. fuaded, it did not come from the for this apprehension ;] Author. I have ventur'd to read, Apprehension, i. e. opinion. Reprebenfion : and Plantagenet
WARBURTON, mcans, that Somerset had repre
Shall send, between the red rose and the white,
Plan. Good master Vernon, I am bound to you;
Ver. In your behalf still will I wear the same.
Plan. Thanks, gentle Sir.
Enter Mortimer, brought in a chair, and jailors.
Let dying Mortimer here relt himself.
That droops his fapless branches to the ground.
7 Let dying Mortimer here refl fatal Irish expedition, was de.
himself.) I know not whe. clared by that Prince Heir Appather Milton did not take from this rent 10 the Crown: for which bint the lines with which he Reason K. Henry IV. and V. opens his tragedy.
took Care to keep him in Prison 8 This Edmund Mortimer, when during their whole Reigns. Tuso. K. Richard II. set out upon his • Exigent, end.
But tell me, keeper, will my nephew come ?
Keep. Richard Plantagenet, my Lord, will come ;
Mor. Enough; my soul then shall be satisfy'd.
Enter Richard Plantagenet.
Plan. Ay, noble uncle, thus ignobly us'd, Your nephew, late despised Richard, comes.
Mor. Direct mine arms, I may embrace his neck, And in his bosom spend my latest gap. Oh, tell me, when my lips do touch his cheeks, That I may kindly give one fainting kiss. And now declare, sweet stem from York's great stock, Why didst thou fay, of late thou wert desp s'd ?
Plan. First, lean thine aged back against mine arm, And in that cafe I'll tell thee my Disease. This day, in argument upon a cale, Some words there grew 'twixt Somerset and me, Amongst which terms he us'd his lavish tongue, And did upbraid me with my father's death, Which obloquy set bars before my tongue,
* Umpire of mifery.] That is harth and forcel. is, he that terminates or con + Difaf, seems to be here cludes misery. The expression una fire or dfiontent, Vol. IV,
Else with the like I had requited him.
Mor. This cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd me,
Plan. Discover more at large what cause that was, For I am ignorant and cannot guess.
Mor. I will, if that my fading breath permit,
Levied an army, weening to redeem
Plan. Of which, my Lord, your honour is the last.
Mor. True; and thou feest, that I no issue have;
in thy studious care.
Mor. With silence, nephew, be thou politick :
Plan. O uncle, would some part of my young years
doth, Which giveth many wounds when one will kill. Mourn not, except thou sorrow for my good; Only give order for my funeral. And to farewel; ' and fair be all thy hopes, And prosp'rous be thy life, in peace and war! [Dies.
Plan. And peace, no war, befal thy parting foul ! In prison hast thou spent a pilgrimage, And, like a hermit, over past thy days.
and fair be all thy Hopes,] and fair befal thy Hopes ! Mortimer knew Plantager:et's
THEOBALD. Hopes were fair, but that the This emendation is received Establishment of the Lancaftrian hy Sir 1. Harmer and Dr. N'ar. Line disappointed them : sure, burton. I do not see how the he would wish, that his Ne- seadings differ in sente. Fair is phew's fair Hopes might have a lucky, or pros croids. So we say, fair Issue. I am persuaded the a fair wind, and fair fortune. Poet wrote ; Mm 2