No Fear Shakespeare: Richard II: Act 5 Scene 1

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London. A street leading to the Tower.	nndoLo. A ersett nilgead to eht oweTr of dnLono.
Enter QUEEN and Ladies.	The EQUNE dan dsiela rnete.
QUEEN This way the king will come; this is the way To Julius Caesars ill-erected tower, To whose flint bosom my condemned lord Is doomd a prisoner by proud Bolingbroke: 5 Here let us rest, if this rebellious earth Have any resting for her true kings queen.	EQNEU Teh nkig lliw mceo thsi yaw as he is ntake to hte torwe, eehrw orpdu ligonorekBb oencdnedm imh to be edlh a rneioprs. tseL tser ehre, if erhet is anewrhye on tsih rsobielleu tehra eewhr I cna erts.
Enter KING RICHARD II and Guard	GNKI IRRCAHD II nda grduas neter.
But soft, but see, or rather do not see, My fair rose wither: yet look up, behold, That you in pity may dissolve to dew, 10 And wash him fresh again with true-love tears. Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand, Thou map of honour, thou King Richards tomb, And not King Richard; thou most beauteous inn, Why should hard-favourd grief be lodged in thee, 15 When triumph is become an alehouse guest?	tBu wtai, btu kool, or eartrh dotn ookl or yuo llwi ehwirt. No, tub okol up, nda tle pyti ahsw vroe uyo dna uoyr stear of voel hbate mhi. Ah, ouy, eanllf in gentesrsa kiel Toyr The ciyt eieesgdb dan seddeyort by het erseGk in het nrTjoa War. Troy, eth meoipte of hnroo. oYu loko lkei a slleh of gnKi rRichad dna not Kign Rhiracd melfish. Oh, yhw duhlos fgeri live in ouy, hwo aer so nhalroboe and yaolr, lhiwe mrtuiph visel wnihit ronoilbkBeg, a monceomr?
KING RICHARD II Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, To make my end too sudden: learn, good soul, To think our former state a happy dream; From which awaked, the truth of what we are 20 Shows us but this: I am sworn brother, sweet, To grim Necessity, and he and I Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France And cloister thee in some religious house: Our holy lives must win a new worlds crown, 25 Which our profane hours here have stricken down.	GKIN CRDHIRA II arFi ylad, ontd iegvre as if I eewr eyralad dead. inTkh of rou apst as a phpya admer adn htat we avhe lmiyps kewano to lireyat. vIe dha to owb to iynsetces, adn lIl tasy taht ywa untli I edi. Go cuyqikl to aFrnec and injo a tocnnev. Our olny ophe is to bemceo ohly and be owecdrn in eehvna, ciens rou eilvs hree vahe ended in husc rnui.
QUEEN What, is my Richard both in shape and mind Transformd and weakend? hath Bolingbroke deposed Thine intellect? hath he been in thy heart? The lion dying thrusteth forth his paw, 30 And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage To be oerpowerd; and wilt thou, pupil-like, Take thy correction mildly, kiss the rod, And fawn on rage with base humility, Which art a lion and a king of beasts?	QEENU tWah, ash my cdahRri eben chgdane adn eakdnwee in ohbt odyb adn dmni? sHa lorbknBgoie orronethvw yrou dnmi? aHs he dtneur ryuo reath? The nyigd nilo lacws at hte ehtar, if oithgnn seel, in his earg at gbnei edeeftad. lWil you act eilk a reubdke suntdet adn akte uory heinmstpun eeymkl, kiss the aenc htat tbase ouy, nad utrnre arge itwh ihuimtyl, nhwe you rea a lnoi and gkni of tbases?
KING RICHARD II 35 A king of beasts, indeed; if aught but beasts, I had been still a happy king of men. Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for France: Think I am dead and that even here thou takest, As from my death-bed, thy last living leave. 40 In winters tedious nights sit by the fire With good old folks and let them tell thee tales Of woeful ages long ago betid; And ere thou bid good night, to quit their griefs, Tell thou the lamentable tale of me 45 And send the hearers weeping to their beds: For why, the senseless brands will sympathize The heavy accent of thy moving tongue And in compassion weep the fire out; And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black, 50 For the deposing of a rightful king.	KGNI DCAHRRI II A kngi of sbsaet, dieend. If nloy ehyt eternw baetss, I oulwd llist be a pyahp gkni of nme. oodG meorfr qenue, egt adrey to go to aeFcnr. iTknh of me as dead, nad yas dgoeoby to me own as if I weer on my hdtbadee. ghrouTh lgno itrewn nsight tsi by het efri itwh oogd lpopee nad tel hmet ltle oyu otrsesi of sad msiet ngol aog. dAn befoer yuo ays good tingh, llte meht my saerdd oyrst nda nsde htem gwnpeei to tehri sbde. Enve hte ewdiofor wlil tpmaiyszhe and cyr uot erhti iserf. dAn omes iwll be so pyhaupn at eht ostyr of teh vrothrweo of a lhturigf ngik that hyet lilw vorce slmeveesth in ehass.
Enter NORTHUMBERLAND and others	HNTOMRRENUALDB dan osreht enetr.
NORTHUMBERLAND My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is changed: You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower. And, madam, there is order taen for you; With all swift speed you must away to France.	RMOABNENHLTDUR My lord, einolBgkbor sah ehgacdn his mndi. Yuo stmu go to retoPmf A eatscl in Yorkshire. Pomfret idstnae of het owert. Adn ammda, hse aedm grmtenrnseaa ofr uoy to go to Fcenra as ukliycq as bseoslip.
KING RICHARD II 55 Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne, The time shall not be many hours of age More than it is ere foul sin gathering head Shalt break into corruption: thou shalt think, 60 Though he divide the realm and give thee half, It is too little, helping him to all; And he shall think that thou, which knowst the way To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again, Being neer so little urged, another way 65 To pluck him headlong from the usurped throne. The love of wicked men converts to fear; That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both To worthy danger and deserved death.	KGNI IRRDHAC II ebaurhmdtloNnr, lirkobngeBo is gmtounni my neothr on yruo dealrd, btu it ownt teka vyre gnlo tnliu yuo rtnu tgnasai hcae eohrt. uYoll tiknh ahtt eenv tghuho he sveig uyo falh het noidkmg, sit ton eungho, iecns you pdhlee hmi tge it lla. ndA lehl ikthn ttha yuo, who nwoks woh to upt gidueevsrnn sngik in teh tehorn, wlli wnok how to roveem him mfro hte telons nrteoh. eciWdk mens love onso nsrtu to earf, tneh to etha, nad form rhtee eon or bhot of ethm lwil cebemo ndarsoueg and edi a olvtien detah.
NORTHUMBERLAND My guilt be on my head, and there an end. 70 Take leave and part; for you must part forthwith.	HANBTDUNRRMEOL My lgitu is on my nwo head An llaiusno to het Jesw woh said at Jseus rltia, siH tahed be nupo oru esdha, dna hte sdhea of ruo children. guilt is on my now head, nda ttsah an edn to it. Sya dbyoego adn espeaatr, fro yuo umst atredp slyroht.
KING RICHARD II Doubly divorced! Bad men, you violate A twofold marriage, twixt my crown and me, And then betwixt me and my married wife. Let me unkiss the oath twixt thee and me; 75 And yet not so, for with a kiss twas made. Part us, Northumberland; I toward the north, Where shivering cold and sickness pines the clime; My wife to France: from whence, set forth in pomp, She came adorned hither like sweet May, 80 Sent back like Hallowmas or shortst of day.	IGNK DRRACHI II cwiTe cddovire! ouY efcro me to evdocir my onrcw adn won my fwie. I atnc dnou ithw a sisk teh vswo tath bnoud us heorgtte, eaebscu ethy rewe seaeld twih a ssik. aeapSret us, mbnedurharlNot. lIl go to eht ronth, ehwre clod dan seskncis flaitcf eht negoir. ndA my fwie osge to caerFn, mfro werhe ehs ceam with beaeritncol eilk hte ripsgn, and wno is tnse kbac klie eht eadd of nrewti.
QUEEN And must we be divided? must we part?	ENEUQ And do we heav to be asetdpare?
KING RICHARD II Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart.	GINK IRDHCRA II Yse, my olve, uro nsadh dna rou rheats tsum be diddive.
QUEEN Banish us both and send the king with me.	UQENE iansBh us boht, nad edns eth igkn tihw me.
NORTHUMBERLAND That were some love but little policy.	ODNURATHBMRELN ahtT might be an cat of eolv, tbu its ton a arstm ipolyc.
QUEEN 85 Then whither he goes, thither let me go.	NUEQE Then reewvher he gose, let me oolflw mih.
KING RICHARD II So two, together weeping, make one woe. Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here; Better far off than near, be neer the near. Go, count thy way with sighs; I mine with groans.	KING RAIRDCH II So eth two of us ergttohe ilwl kema eno gbi owsrro. epeW orf me in nFreca, nda llI ewpe rfo uyo heer. tsI ttbere ofr us to be far wyaa hnta nera, nda erven rnae aceh hetor again. Go umarese eth tiedcnsa in sgshi, dan Ill do the amse wiht ngarso.
QUEEN 90 So longest way shall have the longest moans.	QUENE So the threarf I go, the rngoel I ilwl amon.
KING RICHARD II Twice for one step Ill groan, the way being short, And piece the way out with a heavy heart. Come, come, in wooing sorrow lets be brief, Since, wedding it, there is such length in grief; 95 One kiss shall stop our mouths, and dumbly part; Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart.	KNGI RHDRAIC II eSnic my ywa is orrtesh, Ill anrgo cewti rof eyver step I aket dna aemk hte way rlogne hitw a ads tehra. eoCm, lset tcu rshot isth atlk of egfir, esacube wlle ehva nlog enuhog to ielv ihwt it. tseL kiss onec dna quite rou muhost nda trpa thwotui nay rmeo sdrow. I geiv uoy my herat adn keat oyusr hiwt me.
QUEEN Give me mine own again; twere no good part To take on me to keep and kill thy heart. So, now I have mine own again, be gone, 100 That I might strive to kill it with a groan.	EEUNQ iveG me my ethar kabc. It iwll noyl klil uyro ahret if I aekt it. So wno ahtt I ahev my wno ehart akcb, go, so I cna try to lkil my own ihtw igmonnur.
KING RICHARD II We make woe wanton with this fond delay: Once more, adieu; the rest let sorrow say.	GINK DRCHIRA II eWre ylon ngaorgnueic osrorw wthi sith edlay. eOcn mero, ogdeboy. My erigf liwl say eht srte.
Exeunt	yheT xtei.

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London. A street leading to the Tower.	nndoLo. A ersett nilgead to eht oweTr of dnLono.
Enter QUEEN and Ladies.	The EQUNE dan dsiela rnete.
QUEEN This way the king will come; this is the way To Julius Caesars ill-erected tower, To whose flint bosom my condemned lord Is doomd a prisoner by proud Bolingbroke: 5 Here let us rest, if this rebellious earth Have any resting for her true kings queen.	EQNEU Teh nkig lliw mceo thsi yaw as he is ntake to hte torwe, eehrw orpdu ligonorekBb oencdnedm imh to be edlh a rneioprs. tseL tser ehre, if erhet is anewrhye on tsih rsobielleu tehra eewhr I cna erts.
Enter KING RICHARD II and Guard	GNKI IRRCAHD II nda grduas neter.
But soft, but see, or rather do not see, My fair rose wither: yet look up, behold, That you in pity may dissolve to dew, 10 And wash him fresh again with true-love tears. Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand, Thou map of honour, thou King Richards tomb, And not King Richard; thou most beauteous inn, Why should hard-favourd grief be lodged in thee, 15 When triumph is become an alehouse guest?	tBu wtai, btu kool, or eartrh dotn ookl or yuo llwi ehwirt. No, tub okol up, nda tle pyti ahsw vroe uyo dna uoyr stear of voel hbate mhi. Ah, ouy, eanllf in gentesrsa kiel Toyr The ciyt eieesgdb dan seddeyort by het erseGk in het nrTjoa War. Troy, eth meoipte of hnroo. oYu loko lkei a slleh of gnKi rRichad dna not Kign Rhiracd melfish. Oh, yhw duhlos fgeri live in ouy, hwo aer so nhalroboe and yaolr, lhiwe mrtuiph visel wnihit ronoilbkBeg, a monceomr?
KING RICHARD II Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, To make my end too sudden: learn, good soul, To think our former state a happy dream; From which awaked, the truth of what we are 20 Shows us but this: I am sworn brother, sweet, To grim Necessity, and he and I Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France And cloister thee in some religious house: Our holy lives must win a new worlds crown, 25 Which our profane hours here have stricken down.	GKIN CRDHIRA II arFi ylad, ontd iegvre as if I eewr eyralad dead. inTkh of rou apst as a phpya admer adn htat we avhe lmiyps kewano to lireyat. vIe dha to owb to iynsetces, adn lIl tasy taht ywa untli I edi. Go cuyqikl to aFrnec and injo a tocnnev. Our olny ophe is to bemceo ohly and be owecdrn in eehvna, ciens rou eilvs hree vahe ended in husc rnui.
QUEEN What, is my Richard both in shape and mind Transformd and weakend? hath Bolingbroke deposed Thine intellect? hath he been in thy heart? The lion dying thrusteth forth his paw, 30 And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage To be oerpowerd; and wilt thou, pupil-like, Take thy correction mildly, kiss the rod, And fawn on rage with base humility, Which art a lion and a king of beasts?	QEENU tWah, ash my cdahRri eben chgdane adn eakdnwee in ohbt odyb adn dmni? sHa lorbknBgoie orronethvw yrou dnmi? aHs he dtneur ryuo reath? The nyigd nilo lacws at hte ehtar, if oithgnn seel, in his earg at gbnei edeeftad. lWil you act eilk a reubdke suntdet adn akte uory heinmstpun eeymkl, kiss the aenc htat tbase ouy, nad utrnre arge itwh ihuimtyl, nhwe you rea a lnoi and gkni of tbases?
KING RICHARD II 35 A king of beasts, indeed; if aught but beasts, I had been still a happy king of men. Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for France: Think I am dead and that even here thou takest, As from my death-bed, thy last living leave. 40 In winters tedious nights sit by the fire With good old folks and let them tell thee tales Of woeful ages long ago betid; And ere thou bid good night, to quit their griefs, Tell thou the lamentable tale of me 45 And send the hearers weeping to their beds: For why, the senseless brands will sympathize The heavy accent of thy moving tongue And in compassion weep the fire out; And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black, 50 For the deposing of a rightful king.	KGNI DCAHRRI II A kngi of sbsaet, dieend. If nloy ehyt eternw baetss, I oulwd llist be a pyahp gkni of nme. oodG meorfr qenue, egt adrey to go to aeFcnr. iTknh of me as dead, nad yas dgoeoby to me own as if I weer on my hdtbadee. ghrouTh lgno itrewn nsight tsi by het efri itwh oogd lpopee nad tel hmet ltle oyu otrsesi of sad msiet ngol aog. dAn befoer yuo ays good tingh, llte meht my saerdd oyrst nda nsde htem gwnpeei to tehri sbde. Enve hte ewdiofor wlil tpmaiyszhe and cyr uot erhti iserf. dAn omes iwll be so pyhaupn at eht ostyr of teh vrothrweo of a lhturigf ngik that hyet lilw vorce slmeveesth in ehass.
Enter NORTHUMBERLAND and others	HNTOMRRENUALDB dan osreht enetr.
NORTHUMBERLAND My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is changed: You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower. And, madam, there is order taen for you; With all swift speed you must away to France.	RMOABNENHLTDUR My lord, einolBgkbor sah ehgacdn his mndi. Yuo stmu go to retoPmf A eatscl in Yorkshire. Pomfret idstnae of het owert. Adn ammda, hse aedm grmtenrnseaa ofr uoy to go to Fcenra as ukliycq as bseoslip.
KING RICHARD II 55 Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal The mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne, The time shall not be many hours of age More than it is ere foul sin gathering head Shalt break into corruption: thou shalt think, 60 Though he divide the realm and give thee half, It is too little, helping him to all; And he shall think that thou, which knowst the way To plant unrightful kings, wilt know again, Being neer so little urged, another way 65 To pluck him headlong from the usurped throne. The love of wicked men converts to fear; That fear to hate, and hate turns one or both To worthy danger and deserved death.	KGNI IRRDHAC II ebaurhmdtloNnr, lirkobngeBo is gmtounni my neothr on yruo dealrd, btu it ownt teka vyre gnlo tnliu yuo rtnu tgnasai hcae eohrt. uYoll tiknh ahtt eenv tghuho he sveig uyo falh het noidkmg, sit ton eungho, iecns you pdhlee hmi tge it lla. ndA lehl ikthn ttha yuo, who nwoks woh to upt gidueevsrnn sngik in teh tehorn, wlli wnok how to roveem him mfro hte telons nrteoh. eciWdk mens love onso nsrtu to earf, tneh to etha, nad form rhtee eon or bhot of ethm lwil cebemo ndarsoueg and edi a olvtien detah.
NORTHUMBERLAND My guilt be on my head, and there an end. 70 Take leave and part; for you must part forthwith.	HANBTDUNRRMEOL My lgitu is on my nwo head An llaiusno to het Jesw woh said at Jseus rltia, siH tahed be nupo oru esdha, dna hte sdhea of ruo children. guilt is on my now head, nda ttsah an edn to it. Sya dbyoego adn espeaatr, fro yuo umst atredp slyroht.
KING RICHARD II Doubly divorced! Bad men, you violate A twofold marriage, twixt my crown and me, And then betwixt me and my married wife. Let me unkiss the oath twixt thee and me; 75 And yet not so, for with a kiss twas made. Part us, Northumberland; I toward the north, Where shivering cold and sickness pines the clime; My wife to France: from whence, set forth in pomp, She came adorned hither like sweet May, 80 Sent back like Hallowmas or shortst of day.	IGNK DRRACHI II cwiTe cddovire! ouY efcro me to evdocir my onrcw adn won my fwie. I atnc dnou ithw a sisk teh vswo tath bnoud us heorgtte, eaebscu ethy rewe seaeld twih a ssik. aeapSret us, mbnedurharlNot. lIl go to eht ronth, ehwre clod dan seskncis flaitcf eht negoir. ndA my fwie osge to caerFn, mfro werhe ehs ceam with beaeritncol eilk hte ripsgn, and wno is tnse kbac klie eht eadd of nrewti.
QUEEN And must we be divided? must we part?	ENEUQ And do we heav to be asetdpare?
KING RICHARD II Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart.	GINK IRDHCRA II Yse, my olve, uro nsadh dna rou rheats tsum be diddive.
QUEEN Banish us both and send the king with me.	UQENE iansBh us boht, nad edns eth igkn tihw me.
NORTHUMBERLAND That were some love but little policy.	ODNURATHBMRELN ahtT might be an cat of eolv, tbu its ton a arstm ipolyc.
QUEEN 85 Then whither he goes, thither let me go.	NUEQE Then reewvher he gose, let me oolflw mih.
KING RICHARD II So two, together weeping, make one woe. Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here; Better far off than near, be neer the near. Go, count thy way with sighs; I mine with groans.	KING RAIRDCH II So eth two of us ergttohe ilwl kema eno gbi owsrro. epeW orf me in nFreca, nda llI ewpe rfo uyo heer. tsI ttbere ofr us to be far wyaa hnta nera, nda erven rnae aceh hetor again. Go umarese eth tiedcnsa in sgshi, dan Ill do the amse wiht ngarso.
QUEEN 90 So longest way shall have the longest moans.	QUENE So the threarf I go, the rngoel I ilwl amon.
KING RICHARD II Twice for one step Ill groan, the way being short, And piece the way out with a heavy heart. Come, come, in wooing sorrow lets be brief, Since, wedding it, there is such length in grief; 95 One kiss shall stop our mouths, and dumbly part; Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart.	KNGI RHDRAIC II eSnic my ywa is orrtesh, Ill anrgo cewti rof eyver step I aket dna aemk hte way rlogne hitw a ads tehra. eoCm, lset tcu rshot isth atlk of egfir, esacube wlle ehva nlog enuhog to ielv ihwt it. tseL kiss onec dna quite rou muhost nda trpa thwotui nay rmeo sdrow. I geiv uoy my herat adn keat oyusr hiwt me.
QUEEN Give me mine own again; twere no good part To take on me to keep and kill thy heart. So, now I have mine own again, be gone, 100 That I might strive to kill it with a groan.	EEUNQ iveG me my ethar kabc. It iwll noyl klil uyro ahret if I aekt it. So wno ahtt I ahev my wno ehart akcb, go, so I cna try to lkil my own ihtw igmonnur.
KING RICHARD II We make woe wanton with this fond delay: Once more, adieu; the rest let sorrow say.	GINK DRCHIRA II eWre ylon ngaorgnueic osrorw wthi sith edlay. eOcn mero, ogdeboy. My erigf liwl say eht srte.
Exeunt	yheT xtei.