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Fingint the temples of his lateful head;
so shall noe England's vines le perisher,
liui Edward's name survive, though Ridward dies.

Lei. My lord, wly waste you thus the time away?
They stay your answer, will you yield your crown ?

Edw. Ah, Leis'er, weigh how liarlly I can brook
To lose my crown and kingdom without cause ;
To give ambitious Mortinier my right,
That like a nountain overwhelms my bliss,
Iin which extreme my mind here murther d is.
Eut what the heav'ns appini, I must obey.
Ilere, take my crown; the life of Edward to;
T::0 kings in England cannot reign at once-
Hul stay awhile, let me be king till night,
That I may gaze upon this glittering crown;
So shall my eyes receive their last content,
ly head the latest lionor due to it,
And jointly wth yield up their wished right.
Contin'le ever, thou celestial sun;
Lei never silent night pussess this clime;
Siand still, you watches of the element;
All times and spawns, rest you at a stay,
Thai Edward may be seill fuir Fogland's king.
Pui day's bright beam dui vanisha fas a way,
And needs I must resiyo my wislied crown;
Inhuman creatures! nurs'd with tiger's milk!
lihy gape you for your sovereign's overthrow ?
My diademi I mean, and guiltless life.
Sec, monsters, see, I'll wear my crown again.
Whal, fear you not the fury of your king?
But, hapless Edward, thou art fondly led,
They pass not for thy frowns as late they did,
But seck to make a new.clected king;
Which fills my mind with strange despairing thoughts,
Which thoughts are martyred with endless torments,
And in this worment comfort tind I none,
But what I feel the crown upon my head;
And therefore let me wcar it yet a while.

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Messenger. My lord, the parliament must have present news, And therefore say, will you resign or no ?

Edw. I'll not resigii ! but whilse I live bo king.
Traitors be gone, and join with Mortimer.
Elect, conspire, install, do what you will;
Their blood and yours shall seal these freacherics !

Bish. This answer we 'll return, and so farewell.

Lei. Call them again, my lord, and speak them fair ;
For if they go, the prince shall lose his righi.

Ed. Call thou them back, I have no power to speak.
Lei. My lord, the king is willing to resign.
Bish. If he be not, let him choose.

Edw. O would I mighie! but heav'n and earth conspire
To make me miseralile! here, receive my crown;
Receive it? no, these innocent hands of mine
Shall not be guilty of so foul a crime.
lle of you all that most desires my blood,
And will be called the munherer of a king,
Take it. What, are you mov'd ? pity you me ?
Then send für unrelenting Mortimer,
Ind Isabel, whose eyes, being turn'u to steel,
Will suoner sparkle tire than shed a tear.
Yet stay, for rather than I will look on them,
llere, here; now sweet God of heav'n,
Make me despise this transitory pomp,
And sit for ever inchroniz'd in heav'n!
Come death, and with thy fingers close my eyes,
Or, if I live, let me forger myself.
Berkley Castle. The King is les alone with Lighiborn, a murderer.

Edw. Who's there? what light is that? wherefore com’st thou ?
Light. To comfort you, and bring you joyful news.
Edw. Small comfort fins poor Edward in they looks.

Villain, I know thou com'st to murier mo.
I ghi. To murder you, my most gracious loni !
t'ur is it from my heart to do you harm.
The queen seni me to see how you were used,
l'or she relents at this your misery ;
And what cycs can refrain from shedding tears,

To see a king in this most piteous state.

Edw. Weep’sl thou already ? list a while to me
And then thy liear, were it as Gurney’s* is,
Or as Mairevis'," hewn from the Caucasus,
Yel will it melt, ere I have done my tale.
This dungeon where they keep me is a sink
Wherein the filth of all the castle falls.

Lighi. O villains !

Edir. And there, in mire and puddle have I stood
This ten days' space; and lest that I should sleep,
One plays continually upon a drum.
They give me bread and water, being a king ;
So thai, for want of sleep and sustenance,
My mind's distemper'd, and my borly's numb’d,
And whether I have limbs or no, I know not.
O would my blood drop out from every vein,
As doth this water from my tattered robes.
Tell Isabel the queen, I lok'd not thus,
When for her sake I ran at tilt in France,
And there unhors'd the duke of Cleremont.

Lighi. O speak no more, my lord! this breaks my heart. Lie on this bed, and rest yourself a while.

Edr. These looks of thine can harlor nought but death!
I see my tragedy written in thy brow's.
Yet stay a while, forbarthy bloody hand,
And let me see the stroke before it comes,
That even then when I shall lose my life',
My mind may be more stedfast on my God.

Lighi. What means your highness to mistrust me thus ?
Edw. What mean'st thou to dissemble with me thus ?

Lighl. These hands were never stained with innocent blood, Nor shall they now be tainted with a king's.

Edw. Forgive my thought, for having such a thought.
One jewel have I left, receive thou this.
Still fear I, and I know not what's the cause,
But every joint shakes as I give it thee.
O if thou harbor'st murder in thy heart,

• His keepers

Let the gif change thy mind, and save thy soul.
know that I am a king ; (h, at that name
I feel a hell of grief. Where is my crown ?
Gone, gone, and do I still remain alive ?

Light. You're overwatch'd, my lord, lie down and rest.

Edw. But that grief keeps me waking, I should sleep;
For not these ien days have these eyelids closed.
Now as I speak they fall, and yet with fear
Open again. O wherefore sill'st thou here ?

Light. If you mistrust me, I'll be gone, my lord.

Edw. No, no, for if thou mean'st to murder me,
Thou wilt return again; and therefore stay.

Light. He sleeps.
Edır. O let me not die ; yet stay, O stay awhile.
Lighi. Ilow now, my lord ?

Edu. Something still buzzeth in mine ears,
And tells me if I sleep I never wake;
This fear is that which makes me tremble thus.
And therefore tell me, wherefore art thou come ?

Light. To rid thee of thy life ; Matrevis, come.

Edr. I am too weak and feeble to resist : Assist me, sweet God, and receive my soul.

(This tragedy is in a very different style from "mighty Tamburlaine." The reluctant pangs of abdicating Royalty in Edward furnished hints which Shakinpeare scarce improved in his Richard the Second; and the death. scene of Marluwe's king moves piry and terror beyond any scene, ancient or modern, with which I am acquainted.)



Barabas, the Rich Jeur, in his Counting-house, with heaps of gold before

him ; in contemplation of his wcallh.

Bar. So that of thus much that return was made ;
And of the third part of the Persian ships
There was a venture summ'd and satisfied.

As to those Samnites, and the Men of U22.,
That lwynt my Spaninle oils and wines of Greece,
llere have I punst their paltry silverbings.
Fic, what a trouble 'uis to count this trash!
Well fare the Arabians, who so richly pay
The things they traffic for with Wedge of gold,
Whereof a man may easily in a day
'Tell that, which may maintain him all his life.
The needy gruoin, that never firger'd groat,
Would make a miracle of thus much coin:
But he whose steel-barr'd coffers are craim'd full,
And all his life-time hath been tired,
Wearying his fingers' ends with telling it,
Would in his age be loth 10 labor so,
And for a pound to sweat himself to death.
Give me the merchants of the Indian mines,
That trade in metal of the


mould; The wealthy Moor, that in the eastern rocks Without control can pick his riches up, And in his house heap pearl like pebble-stones ; Receive them free and sell them by the weight, Bags of fiery opals, sapphires, amethysts, Jacinths, hard topas, grass-green emeralds, Beauteous rubies, sparkling diamonds, And seld-seen costly stones of so great price As one of them, indifferently rated, And of a caract of this quality, May serve in peril of calamily 'To ransome great kings from captivity. 'This is the ware wherein consists my wealth: And thus methinks should men of judgment frame Their means of traffic from the vulgar trade, And, as their wealth increaseth, so inclose Infinite riches in a little rooin. But now how stands the wind ? Into what corner peers my Halcyon’s bill ? Ila ! to the east ? yes: see, how stand the vances ? East and by south: why then, I bope my ships

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