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faction wear;

Plan. My father was attached, not attainted;
Condemn'd to die for treason, but no traitor ;
And that I'll prove on better men than Somerset,
Were growing time once ripen’d to my will.
For your partaker Pool, and you yourlelf,
I'll note you in my book of memory,
s To scourge you for this apprehension ;
Look to it well, and say, you are well warn'd.

Som. Ah, thou shalt find us ready for thee still,
And know us by these colours for thy foes ;
For these my friends, in spight of thee, shall wear.

Plan. And by my soul, this pale and angry rose,
As cognizance of my blood-drinking hate,
Will I for ever and my
Until it wither with me to my grave,
Or flourish to the height of my degree.

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,
A thousand fouls to death and deadly night.

Plan. Good master Vernon, I am bound to you;
That you on my behalf would pluck a flow'r.

Ver. In your behalf still will I wear the same.
Lawyer. And so will I.

Plan. Thanks, gentle Sir.
Come, let us four to dinner; I dare say,
This quarrel will drink blood another day. (Exeunt.

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Enter Mortimer, brought in a chair, and jailors.
Mor. IND keepers of my weak decaying age,

Let dying Mortimer here relt himself.
Ev'n like a man new haled from the rack,
So fare my limbs with long imprisonment :
And these grey locks, the pursuivants of death,
Nestor-like aged in an age of care,
Argue the end of * Edmund Mortimer.
These eyes, like lamps whose wasting oil is spent,
Wax dim, as drawing to their * exigent.
Weak shoulders over- born with burd'ning grief,
And pithless arms, like to a wither'd vine

That droops his fapless branches to the ground.
Yet are these feet, whose strengthless stay is numb,
Unable to support this lump of clay,
Swift-winged with desire to get a grave;
As witting, I no other comfort have.

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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 ;
We fent unto the Temple, to his chamber,
And answer was return'd that he will come.

Mor. Enough; my soul then shall be satisfy'd.
Poor gentleman, his wreng doth equal mine.
Since Henry Monmouth firit began to reign,
Before whose glory I was great in arms,
This loathsom sequestration have I had;
And ev'n since then hath Richard been obscur'd,
Depriv'd of honour and inheritance;
But now the arbitrator of despairs,
Just death, kind * umpire of men’s miseries,
With sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence.
I would, his troubles likewile were expir'd,
That so he might recover what was loit.

Enter Richard Plantagenet.
Keep. My Lord, your loving nephew now is come.
Mor. Richard Plantagenet, my friend? Is he come?

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,


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Else with the like I had requited him.
Therefore, good uncle, for my father's sake,
In honour of a true Plantagenet,
And for alliance' fake, declare the cause
My father Earl of Cambridge loft his head.

Mor. This cause, fair nephew, that imprison'd me,
And hath detain'd me all my flow’ring youth
Within a loathsome dungeon there to pine,
Was cursed instrument of his decease.

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,
And death approach not, ere my tale be done.
Henry the Fourth, grandfather to this King,
Depos’d his coulin Richard, Edward's son
The first begotten, and the lawful heir
Of Edward King, the third of that descent.
During whose reign the Percies of the north,
Finding his ufurpation most unjust,
Endeavour'd my advancement to the throne.
The reason mov'd these warlike Lords to this,
Was, for that young King Richard thus removid,
Leaving no heir begotten of his body,
I was the next by birth and parentage,
For by my mother I derived am
From Lyonel Duke of Clarence, the third fon
To the Third Edward; whereas Bolingbroke
From John of Gaunt doth bring his pedigree,
Being but the Fourth of that heroick Line.
But mark ; as in this * haughty great attempt
They laboured to plant the rightful heir ;
I lost my liberty, and they their lives.
Long after this, when Henry the Fifth
After his father Boling broke did reign,
Thy father, Earl of Cambridge, then deriv'd
From famous Edmund Langley, Duke of York,
Marrying my sister, that thy mother was;
Again in pity of my hard distress
Haughty is high.


But yet

Levied an army, weening to redeem
And re-instal me in the Diadein :
But as the rest fo fell that noble Earl,
And was beheaded. Thus the Mortimers,
In whom the title rested, were supprest.

Plan. Of which, my Lord, your honour is the last.

Mor. True; and thou feest, that I no issue have;
And that my fainting words do warrant death.
Thou art my heir. The rest I wish thee gather ;


in thy studious care.
Plan. Thy grave admonishments prevail with me;
But yet, methinks, my father's execution
Was nothing less than bloody tyranny.

Mor. With silence, nephew, be thou politick :
Strong.fixed is the House of Lancaster,
And, like a mountain, not to be remov'd.
But now thy uncle is removing hence,
As Princes do their Courts when they are cloy'd
With long continuance in a fettled place.

Plan. O uncle, would some part of my young years
Might but redeem the passage of your age !
Mor. Thou dost then wrong me, as that Naught'rer

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

- Well;


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