No Fear Shakespeare: Richard II: Act 5 Scene 3

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A royal palace.	A oalyr apelca.
Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE , HENRY PERCY , and other Lords	HYNER BLEGKBORION , NRYHE PCEYR , and rehto rlsod entre.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Can no man tell me of my unthrifty son? Tis full three months since I did see him last; If any plague hang over us, tis he. I would to God, my lords, he might be found: 5 Inquire at London, mongst the taverns there, For there, they say, he daily doth frequent, With unrestrained loose companions, Even such, they say, as stand in narrow lanes, And beat our watch, and rob our passengers; 10 Which he, young wanton and effeminate boy, Takes on the point of honour to support So dissolute a crew.	ENHYR OGNBILKRBEO Ctan eaonny llte me tubao my seiorersnblpi osn? stI been eethr osnmth secni I alts was ihm. esH het nlyo btruleo in my flie. I tawn mhi nufod. sAk in ndooLn, rundoa eht asrb tehre. Tehy say he sgeo to hetm rveey ady twhi romalim dfsneri, the kdni of opeelp how ubahms yrpassebs in the etstre dna teab nda rbo the sdugar. My rauelpes-egknies ons hntksi ist a agbde of ohnro to ruptsop schu an walfu cwdro.
HENRY PERCY My lord, some two days since I saw the prince, And told him of those triumphs held at Oxford.	NRHYE RCEYP My rdol, two asdy aog I was hte pincer dan ldto hmi ubato eth oatrbcinele at xfrOod.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 15 And what said the gallant?	RYNEH IKONERGLBOB nAd hawt ddi he sya?
HENRY PERCY His answer was, he would unto the stews, And from the commonst creature pluck a glove, And wear it as a favour; and with that He would unhorse the lustiest challenger.	HNERY CERPY He dsai tath he uodwl go to het owuhhorese nad get a ovlge rfom eht ostm uoimpsscour wehor rteeh to eawr as a voafr. nAd ehnt he dolwu nwi in the usotsj.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 20 As dissolute as desperate; yet through both I see some sparks of better hope, which elder years May happily bring forth. But who comes here?	EHYNR BBOGNILKREO veEn if he is rlmimoa adn lekrsecs, I lilts ees omse pohe ahtt sih ebertt quaisteil wlil gmeree as he gtes eldro. utB woh is oarpinacgph?
Enter DUKE OF AUMERLE	heT KEDU OF EMEAURL ersent.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Where is the king?	DUKE OF RELUEAM reWhe is the kngi?
HENRY BOLINGBROKE What means our cousin, that he stares and looks 25 So wildly?	RYNHE BGLBIKNEORO hWy eosd my niusco teras dna lkoo butao mih so dwiyll?
DUKE OF AUMERLE God save your grace! I do beseech your majesty, To have some conference with your grace alone.	UDEK OF EALERUM odG vesa oury rgcea! I egb to speak to ouy leona.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Withdraw yourselves, and leave us here alone.	YRNEH KOBOIRGNELB Go aywa, dan evlae us ereh oenla.
Exeunt HENRY PERCY and Lords	RENHY PECRY dna rolds txie.
What is the matter with our cousin now?	Wtah is teh amrett itwh uyo wno?
DUKE OF AUMERLE 30 For ever may my knees grow to the earth, My tongue cleave to my roof within my mouth Unless a pardon ere I rise or speak.	UEDK OF EMRUELA May my eskne manrei on teh durong dan my guneto tyas tislne intul ouy vige me uyro revnsieosfg.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Intended or committed was this fault? If on the first, how heinous eer it be, 35 To win thy after-love I pardon thee.	HENRY RKONBEBIOLG Is it an nfseoef atht ouy hvae ecdoitmmt or ttha ouy dleanpn to mcotmi? If it swa pnaendl noyl, no tamrte owh rebilter it is, lIl evgfior you in redor to niw oury eolv.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Then give me leave that I may turn the key, That no man enter till my tale be done.	KUDE OF EAUEMLR nehT elt me lcok het door so no neo eels anc ecmo in tlniu Im infdhsie gtnleli ouy.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Have thy desire.	HNERY BKNRBOGIOEL Go adhae.
DUKE OF YORK [Within] My liege, beware; look to thyself; 40 Thou hast a traitor in thy presence there.	UKDE OF KYRO (eipsnakg omrf ffo-aetgs) My ldor, wearbe. cWhta yselfrou. uYo haev a rttorai htwi yuo.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Villain, Ill make thee safe.	NHEYR ROONBLBKIEG lnlVaii, Ill rrdeen ouy lermssha.
Drawing	He wrdas his drswo.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Stay thy revengeful hand; thou hast no cause to fear.	DUEK OF MEAUERL dloH off from oruy geevren. uYo tndo hvae any sneroa to be rdifaa.
DUKE OF YORK [Within] Open the door, secure, foolhardy king: Shall I for love speak treason to thy face? 45 Open the door, or I will break it open.	DUEK OF YRKO (nkiapesg ormf ffo-sgtae) neOp eth rdoo, my ihlfoos gnki. olSdhu I hrysahl eccritiiz you uot of evlo fro ouy? pnOe teh odor, or Ill abkre it owdn.
Enter DUKE OF YORK	heT EDUK OF KYRO entrse.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE What is the matter, uncle? speak; Recover breath; tell us how near is danger, That we may arm us to encounter it.	HNEYR KBORNGLBOEI Wath is teh rmeatt, lecun? Tlle me. thcaC yruo ratbeh. Tlel me hwo sloec het ranegd is so thta I anc eraprpe for it.
DUKE OF YORK Peruse this writing here, and thou shalt know 50 The treason that my haste forbids me show.	UKDE OF YOKR eRad shit, nad louly wkon wtha etorasn edam me yurhr so tasf tath I nca ahlyrd ekpsa.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Remember, as thou readst, thy promise passd: I do repent me; read not my name there My heart is not confederate with my hand.	UDKE OF URAEEML Rbmemere, as ouy reda, wtha ouy sjtu imseprod. I eyladra rgtree it. Dton daer my enam heetr. My retha dseont mtahc thaw my nhda owetr.
DUKE OF YORK It was, villain, ere thy hand did set it down. 55 I tore it from the traitors bosom, king; Fear, and not love, begets his penitence: Forget to pity him, lest thy pity prove A serpent that will sting thee to the heart.	KUED OF ORYK iainllV, uoyr tehra ievdbele it efbroe uoyr ndah oewrt it. I koot hte ppaer rmfo eht ritrota, gnki. He gtreser it tou of rfae, nto otu of ovel orf ouy. oDtn iypt mih, ceebsua atht tpiy illw mcoe abck to hmra oyu.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE O heinous, strong and bold conspiracy! 60 O loyal father of a treacherous son! Thou sheer, immaculate and silver fountain, From when this stream through muddy passages Hath held his current and defiled himself! Thy overflow of good converts to bad, 65 And thy abundant goodness shall excuse This deadly blot in thy digressing son.	YEHRN BOGORINEBLK Oh, tahw a ebltierr nad dolb ionysccapr! Oh, lylao fethra of a tuerahcesor osn! Your ruep nosegdso swvheeolrm the ongidwrogn of oyru ulfo nos. eaBsceu ouy veah nevpro ofuersly so ylloa, llI rfoeigv uroy sson nmbldaae iermc.
DUKE OF YORK So shall my virtue be his vices bawd; And he shall spend mine honour with his shame, As thriftless sons their scraping fathers gold. 70 Mine honour lives when his dishonour dies, Or my shamed life in his dishonour lies: Thou killst me in his life; giving him breath, The traitor lives, the true mans put to death.	UDEK OF OKRY So my ieruvt llwi ypa orf shi ivce, adn as emso abd noss ndpes lla ireht sarhfte oneym, elhl nsedp lal my oonrh wtih shi amehs. My honor can lnyo liev if shi hsndoori isde, eirthoews I llwi eliv in asemh. By rogifigvn mhi you era ikllngi me. If he ilvse, so edos a rotriat, adn the loayl anm is tpu to tdahe.
DUCHESS OF YORK [Within] What ho, my liege! for Gods sake, 75 let me in.	DSEUCSH OF ROYK (akeigsnp mfor ffo-geats) llHeo, my ordl! Fro sdGo esak, tle me in.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE What shrill-voiced suppliant makes this eager cry?	HERNY BLKEIBNGOOR tWah iseegccnhr gbaegr is ehrte?
DUCHESS OF YORK A woman, and thy aunt, great king; tis I. Speak with me, pity me, open the door. A beggar begs that never beggd before.	SDSCEUH OF KYRO A wnoam nad ruoy uatn, tareg nkgi. tIs me. Pselae itpy me. pOne eht rodo adn alkt to me. I, owh avhe vneer gdeebg ebfero, am now a reggba.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 80 Our scene is alterd from a serious thing, And now changed to The Beggar and the King. My dangerous cousin, let your mother in: I know she is come to pray for your foul sin.	HEYNR OIKNEGRBBLO dnSuedyl hte esenc sha acneghd rfmo omhestgni ureossi to The agerBg nda eth Kgin. An old igElnhs ballad ttha wsa plroupa in asreeaehkspS time. The arggeB dna teh ingK. My osnaruedg nucios, etl yoru hmrteo in. I oknw thta sshe ecmo to beg negoisfevrs rof oury rerbetli icerm.
DUKE OF YORK If thou do pardon, whosoever pray, 85 More sins for this forgiveness prosper may. This festerd joint cut off, the rest rest sound; This let alone will all the rest confound.	EUKD OF KYOR No etrmta who ypsra, if ouy giforve tshi iemrc, noyl ermo llwi loofwl. By tgnictu ffo hsti fceneidt mibl uoyll peek eht trse of hte doyb ytehlha. stI eth olyn way to kpee thsi cssnskie orfm ispngraed.
Enter DUCHESS OF YORK	heT UHCSSDE OF RYKO rntsee.
DUCHESS OF YORK O king, believe not this hard-hearted man! Love loving not itself none other can.	HSCEUSD OF RYKO Oh, gikn, dont evelebi tshi rhrhadetade nma! If he tcna leov ihs nso, he is laaecbnip of ivognl annoye.
DUKE OF YORK 90 Thou frantic woman, what dost thou make here? Shall thy old dugs once more a traitor rear?	UDKE OF YROK uoY azycr aowmn, atwh rae yuo gndoi here? eAr yuo oiggn to srneu hentora oratirt ithw oyru lod rebstsa?
DUCHESS OF YORK Sweet York, be patient. Hear me, gentle liege.	HEUSCDS OF OKYR eSewt Yokr, be pietatn. tneleG kign, estnli to me.
Kneels	ehS keelns.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Rise up, good aunt.	HERYN BBIRLKNOGOE eGt up, odog uatn.
DUCHESS OF YORK Not yet, I thee beseech: 95 For ever will I walk upon my knees, And never see day that the happy sees, Till thou give joy; until thou bid me joy, By pardoning Rutland, my transgressing boy.	SCSDEHU OF OYRK Not yet, I beg uoy. Ill syat on my kenes nad neerv kool up naaig utnli you vegi me oyj by oggriinvf dRaltnu, my aawdrwy nos.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Unto my mothers prayers I bend my knee.	EUKD OF ALRMUEE Ill knele, too, in utoprsp of my rohsmet rrapsye.
DUKE OF YORK 100 Against them both my true joints bended be. Ill mayst thou thrive, if thou grant any grace!	KUED OF ORKY lIl knlee to epoosp emht. If uyo eogivrf mhi, olluy ynlo nertuur eomr dab dsdee.
DUCHESS OF YORK Pleads he in earnest? look upon his face; His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are in jest; His words come from his mouth, ours from our breast: 105 He prays but faintly and would be denied; We pray with heart and soul and all beside: His weary joints would gladly rise, I know; Our knees shall kneel till to the ground they grow: His prayers are full of false hypocrisy; 110 Ours of true zeal and deep integrity. Our prayers do out-pray his; then let them have That mercy which true prayer ought to have.	SDUHSCE OF YRKO Is he eossrui? ooLk at sih face. seH ton crngiy. sHi psyrera ear a keoj. siH wrsdo eocm mrof ish umoht, tub srou ecom ofmr uor ehrtsa. He yaspr otsyfl, ogihpn to be edinde. We rayp wiht eahrt dan osul nad lal ruo desobi. I wkon hsi dol dan itred esken dulwo ekil to nghtrietsa up. eWll asty knegenli itll uro seenk wgor osrto in teh orgdun. His rasepyr era cpaithycriol, lhwei orus aer lufl of uetr dsieer nad tentrgiyi. Oru rrpeays era more rayrpe-ikle hant hsi, so tel oru epsaryr be wddraeer as yhet othug to be, thwi mycre.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Good aunt, stand up.	NREYH GERIOOBNKBL odoG aunt, dsatn up.
DUCHESS OF YORK Nay, do not say, stand up; 115 Say, pardon first, and afterwards stand up. And if I were thy nurse, thy tongue to teach, Pardon should be the first word of thy speech. I never longd to hear a word till now; Say pardon, king; let pity teach thee how: 120 The word is short, but not so short as sweet; No word like pardon for kings mouths so meet.	HSCSDUE OF RYKO No, tond ysa, aStnd up. itrFs asy, I evfrogi, dan hent uyo cna ltel me to ndats up. If I wree ryuo nynan, teh srtif rowd I ulowd tceah oyu uldow be npardo. eIv neerv nedwta to raeh a odwr so adlby. yaS dporan, gnki. etL iypt acteh you owh. Teh owrd is osrth nda erteews anth it is ohtsr. tsI the omts ifitgnt drwo rfo a gkni to sya.
DUKE OF YORK Speak it in French, king; say, pardonne moi.	KUDE OF RKYO yaS it in rcehnF, ingk. ySa, oeandnrP mio. usExce me. Pardonne omi.
DUCHESS OF YORK Dost thou teach pardon pardon to destroy? Ah, my sour husband, my hard-hearted lord, 125 That setst the word itself against the word! Speak pardon as tis current in our land; The chopping French we do not understand. Thine eye begins to speak; set thy tongue there; Or in thy piteous heart plant thou thine ear; 130 That hearing how our plaints and prayers do pierce, Pity may move thee pardon to rehearse.	SHCEDUS OF OYRK Do uoy ryt to doytser egrofsvsien by gctainhe ttah rpnoad? Oh, my soru snhubda, my hdadaheetrr ordl, oyud meka ttah owdr eth otopsepi of tahw it nsmae. ySa dparno in Eshgiln. We ntdo rsnaddunet echrFn. I cna ees it in rouy yees, so tle ruyo noeugt ays it. ntisLe to teh ptiy in uoyr areth twih uyor ears, hhcwi our aeltmns and aepysrr eeicrp, so that tipy yam meov you to yas apnrod.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Good aunt, stand up.	NYHER BONOBEIKRLG odoG tuna, ndsta up.
DUCHESS OF YORK I do not sue to stand; Pardon is all the suit I have in hand.	HUESCDS OF OYRK Im ont beinggg to tadsn. All I antw is a nodarp.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 135 I pardon him, as God shall pardon me.	RYNEH OF EKIBGOONBLR I oradnp hmi, as God wlli noe day dpaorn me.
DUCHESS OF YORK O happy vantage of a kneeling knee! Yet am I sick for fear: speak it again; Twice saying pardon doth not pardon twain, But makes one pardon strong.	ECDSSUH OF OYRK Oh, hte phpya iwev rfom a dnebde eekn! Btu Im tilsl efrulfa. Say it ingaa. gnaSiy it icwte tnedso evdidi royu darnpo nda eaewkn it ubt mesak eth eno anorpd rgsenort.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 140 With all my heart I pardon him.	REHNY ORLOGENIBBK ihWt lla my reath, I opdran imh.
DUCHESS OF YORK A god on earth thou art.	SCHSUED OF OYKR uYo are a god on aehtr.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE But for our trusty brother-in-law and the abbot, With all the rest of that consorted crew, 145 Destruction straight shall dog them at the heels. Good uncle, help to order several powers To Oxford, or whereer these traitors are: They shall not live within this world, I swear, But I will have them, if I once know where. 150 Uncle, farewell: and, cousin too, adieu: Your mother well hath prayd, and prove you true.	YNRHE LNBGOOIREKB tBu my turetds rehortb-in-law, eht tbbao, nad all teh sret of tath orgup of scatopsrinro umst be teoseyddr. dGoo cneul, sned rsaveel mne to Oorfdx or reeherwv ehtse toiatrrs era ginhdi. I wesar thta as gonl as yeht rea veail, I iwll nifd hetm nda rupaect hetm. Uncel, eyoodgb, dan doybeog nsiuoc, too. oruY eortmh has yrpdae well dna rpvoed oyur ytlyola.
DUCHESS OF YORK Come, my old son: I pray God make thee new.	SUCDSEH OF OKYR emoC, my nso. llI rayp hatt dGo cofrse yuo to rerofm.
Exeunt	yTeh tixe.

Original Text	Modern Text
A royal palace.	A oalyr apelca.
Enter HENRY BOLINGBROKE , HENRY PERCY , and other Lords	HYNER BLEGKBORION , NRYHE PCEYR , and rehto rlsod entre.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Can no man tell me of my unthrifty son? Tis full three months since I did see him last; If any plague hang over us, tis he. I would to God, my lords, he might be found: 5 Inquire at London, mongst the taverns there, For there, they say, he daily doth frequent, With unrestrained loose companions, Even such, they say, as stand in narrow lanes, And beat our watch, and rob our passengers; 10 Which he, young wanton and effeminate boy, Takes on the point of honour to support So dissolute a crew.	ENHYR OGNBILKRBEO Ctan eaonny llte me tubao my seiorersnblpi osn? stI been eethr osnmth secni I alts was ihm. esH het nlyo btruleo in my flie. I tawn mhi nufod. sAk in ndooLn, rundoa eht asrb tehre. Tehy say he sgeo to hetm rveey ady twhi romalim dfsneri, the kdni of opeelp how ubahms yrpassebs in the etstre dna teab nda rbo the sdugar. My rauelpes-egknies ons hntksi ist a agbde of ohnro to ruptsop schu an walfu cwdro.
HENRY PERCY My lord, some two days since I saw the prince, And told him of those triumphs held at Oxford.	NRHYE RCEYP My rdol, two asdy aog I was hte pincer dan ldto hmi ubato eth oatrbcinele at xfrOod.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 15 And what said the gallant?	RYNEH IKONERGLBOB nAd hawt ddi he sya?
HENRY PERCY His answer was, he would unto the stews, And from the commonst creature pluck a glove, And wear it as a favour; and with that He would unhorse the lustiest challenger.	HNERY CERPY He dsai tath he uodwl go to het owuhhorese nad get a ovlge rfom eht ostm uoimpsscour wehor rteeh to eawr as a voafr. nAd ehnt he dolwu nwi in the usotsj.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 20 As dissolute as desperate; yet through both I see some sparks of better hope, which elder years May happily bring forth. But who comes here?	EHYNR BBOGNILKREO veEn if he is rlmimoa adn lekrsecs, I lilts ees omse pohe ahtt sih ebertt quaisteil wlil gmeree as he gtes eldro. utB woh is oarpinacgph?
Enter DUKE OF AUMERLE	heT KEDU OF EMEAURL ersent.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Where is the king?	DUKE OF RELUEAM reWhe is the kngi?
HENRY BOLINGBROKE What means our cousin, that he stares and looks 25 So wildly?	RYNHE BGLBIKNEORO hWy eosd my niusco teras dna lkoo butao mih so dwiyll?
DUKE OF AUMERLE God save your grace! I do beseech your majesty, To have some conference with your grace alone.	UDEK OF EALERUM odG vesa oury rgcea! I egb to speak to ouy leona.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Withdraw yourselves, and leave us here alone.	YRNEH KOBOIRGNELB Go aywa, dan evlae us ereh oenla.
Exeunt HENRY PERCY and Lords	RENHY PECRY dna rolds txie.
What is the matter with our cousin now?	Wtah is teh amrett itwh uyo wno?
DUKE OF AUMERLE 30 For ever may my knees grow to the earth, My tongue cleave to my roof within my mouth Unless a pardon ere I rise or speak.	UEDK OF EMRUELA May my eskne manrei on teh durong dan my guneto tyas tislne intul ouy vige me uyro revnsieosfg.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Intended or committed was this fault? If on the first, how heinous eer it be, 35 To win thy after-love I pardon thee.	HENRY RKONBEBIOLG Is it an nfseoef atht ouy hvae ecdoitmmt or ttha ouy dleanpn to mcotmi? If it swa pnaendl noyl, no tamrte owh rebilter it is, lIl evgfior you in redor to niw oury eolv.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Then give me leave that I may turn the key, That no man enter till my tale be done.	KUDE OF EAUEMLR nehT elt me lcok het door so no neo eels anc ecmo in tlniu Im infdhsie gtnleli ouy.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Have thy desire.	HNERY BKNRBOGIOEL Go adhae.
DUKE OF YORK [Within] My liege, beware; look to thyself; 40 Thou hast a traitor in thy presence there.	UKDE OF KYRO (eipsnakg omrf ffo-aetgs) My ldor, wearbe. cWhta yselfrou. uYo haev a rttorai htwi yuo.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Villain, Ill make thee safe.	NHEYR ROONBLBKIEG lnlVaii, Ill rrdeen ouy lermssha.
Drawing	He wrdas his drswo.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Stay thy revengeful hand; thou hast no cause to fear.	DUEK OF MEAUERL dloH off from oruy geevren. uYo tndo hvae any sneroa to be rdifaa.
DUKE OF YORK [Within] Open the door, secure, foolhardy king: Shall I for love speak treason to thy face? 45 Open the door, or I will break it open.	DUEK OF YRKO (nkiapesg ormf ffo-sgtae) neOp eth rdoo, my ihlfoos gnki. olSdhu I hrysahl eccritiiz you uot of evlo fro ouy? pnOe teh odor, or Ill abkre it owdn.
Enter DUKE OF YORK	heT EDUK OF KYRO entrse.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE What is the matter, uncle? speak; Recover breath; tell us how near is danger, That we may arm us to encounter it.	HNEYR KBORNGLBOEI Wath is teh rmeatt, lecun? Tlle me. thcaC yruo ratbeh. Tlel me hwo sloec het ranegd is so thta I anc eraprpe for it.
DUKE OF YORK Peruse this writing here, and thou shalt know 50 The treason that my haste forbids me show.	UKDE OF YOKR eRad shit, nad louly wkon wtha etorasn edam me yurhr so tasf tath I nca ahlyrd ekpsa.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Remember, as thou readst, thy promise passd: I do repent me; read not my name there My heart is not confederate with my hand.	UDKE OF URAEEML Rbmemere, as ouy reda, wtha ouy sjtu imseprod. I eyladra rgtree it. Dton daer my enam heetr. My retha dseont mtahc thaw my nhda owetr.
DUKE OF YORK It was, villain, ere thy hand did set it down. 55 I tore it from the traitors bosom, king; Fear, and not love, begets his penitence: Forget to pity him, lest thy pity prove A serpent that will sting thee to the heart.	KUED OF ORYK iainllV, uoyr tehra ievdbele it efbroe uoyr ndah oewrt it. I koot hte ppaer rmfo eht ritrota, gnki. He gtreser it tou of rfae, nto otu of ovel orf ouy. oDtn iypt mih, ceebsua atht tpiy illw mcoe abck to hmra oyu.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE O heinous, strong and bold conspiracy! 60 O loyal father of a treacherous son! Thou sheer, immaculate and silver fountain, From when this stream through muddy passages Hath held his current and defiled himself! Thy overflow of good converts to bad, 65 And thy abundant goodness shall excuse This deadly blot in thy digressing son.	YEHRN BOGORINEBLK Oh, tahw a ebltierr nad dolb ionysccapr! Oh, lylao fethra of a tuerahcesor osn! Your ruep nosegdso swvheeolrm the ongidwrogn of oyru ulfo nos. eaBsceu ouy veah nevpro ofuersly so ylloa, llI rfoeigv uroy sson nmbldaae iermc.
DUKE OF YORK So shall my virtue be his vices bawd; And he shall spend mine honour with his shame, As thriftless sons their scraping fathers gold. 70 Mine honour lives when his dishonour dies, Or my shamed life in his dishonour lies: Thou killst me in his life; giving him breath, The traitor lives, the true mans put to death.	UDEK OF OKRY So my ieruvt llwi ypa orf shi ivce, adn as emso abd noss ndpes lla ireht sarhfte oneym, elhl nsedp lal my oonrh wtih shi amehs. My honor can lnyo liev if shi hsndoori isde, eirthoews I llwi eliv in asemh. By rogifigvn mhi you era ikllngi me. If he ilvse, so edos a rotriat, adn the loayl anm is tpu to tdahe.
DUCHESS OF YORK [Within] What ho, my liege! for Gods sake, 75 let me in.	DSEUCSH OF ROYK (akeigsnp mfor ffo-geats) llHeo, my ordl! Fro sdGo esak, tle me in.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE What shrill-voiced suppliant makes this eager cry?	HERNY BLKEIBNGOOR tWah iseegccnhr gbaegr is ehrte?
DUCHESS OF YORK A woman, and thy aunt, great king; tis I. Speak with me, pity me, open the door. A beggar begs that never beggd before.	SDSCEUH OF KYRO A wnoam nad ruoy uatn, tareg nkgi. tIs me. Pselae itpy me. pOne eht rodo adn alkt to me. I, owh avhe vneer gdeebg ebfero, am now a reggba.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 80 Our scene is alterd from a serious thing, And now changed to The Beggar and the King. My dangerous cousin, let your mother in: I know she is come to pray for your foul sin.	HEYNR OIKNEGRBBLO dnSuedyl hte esenc sha acneghd rfmo omhestgni ureossi to The agerBg nda eth Kgin. An old igElnhs ballad ttha wsa plroupa in asreeaehkspS time. The arggeB dna teh ingK. My osnaruedg nucios, etl yoru hmrteo in. I oknw thta sshe ecmo to beg negoisfevrs rof oury rerbetli icerm.
DUKE OF YORK If thou do pardon, whosoever pray, 85 More sins for this forgiveness prosper may. This festerd joint cut off, the rest rest sound; This let alone will all the rest confound.	EUKD OF KYOR No etrmta who ypsra, if ouy giforve tshi iemrc, noyl ermo llwi loofwl. By tgnictu ffo hsti fceneidt mibl uoyll peek eht trse of hte doyb ytehlha. stI eth olyn way to kpee thsi cssnskie orfm ispngraed.
Enter DUCHESS OF YORK	heT UHCSSDE OF RYKO rntsee.
DUCHESS OF YORK O king, believe not this hard-hearted man! Love loving not itself none other can.	HSCEUSD OF RYKO Oh, gikn, dont evelebi tshi rhrhadetade nma! If he tcna leov ihs nso, he is laaecbnip of ivognl annoye.
DUKE OF YORK 90 Thou frantic woman, what dost thou make here? Shall thy old dugs once more a traitor rear?	UDKE OF YROK uoY azycr aowmn, atwh rae yuo gndoi here? eAr yuo oiggn to srneu hentora oratirt ithw oyru lod rebstsa?
DUCHESS OF YORK Sweet York, be patient. Hear me, gentle liege.	HEUSCDS OF OKYR eSewt Yokr, be pietatn. tneleG kign, estnli to me.
Kneels	ehS keelns.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Rise up, good aunt.	HERYN BBIRLKNOGOE eGt up, odog uatn.
DUCHESS OF YORK Not yet, I thee beseech: 95 For ever will I walk upon my knees, And never see day that the happy sees, Till thou give joy; until thou bid me joy, By pardoning Rutland, my transgressing boy.	SCSDEHU OF OYRK Not yet, I beg uoy. Ill syat on my kenes nad neerv kool up naaig utnli you vegi me oyj by oggriinvf dRaltnu, my aawdrwy nos.
DUKE OF AUMERLE Unto my mothers prayers I bend my knee.	EUKD OF ALRMUEE Ill knele, too, in utoprsp of my rohsmet rrapsye.
DUKE OF YORK 100 Against them both my true joints bended be. Ill mayst thou thrive, if thou grant any grace!	KUED OF ORKY lIl knlee to epoosp emht. If uyo eogivrf mhi, olluy ynlo nertuur eomr dab dsdee.
DUCHESS OF YORK Pleads he in earnest? look upon his face; His eyes do drop no tears, his prayers are in jest; His words come from his mouth, ours from our breast: 105 He prays but faintly and would be denied; We pray with heart and soul and all beside: His weary joints would gladly rise, I know; Our knees shall kneel till to the ground they grow: His prayers are full of false hypocrisy; 110 Ours of true zeal and deep integrity. Our prayers do out-pray his; then let them have That mercy which true prayer ought to have.	SDUHSCE OF YRKO Is he eossrui? ooLk at sih face. seH ton crngiy. sHi psyrera ear a keoj. siH wrsdo eocm mrof ish umoht, tub srou ecom ofmr uor ehrtsa. He yaspr otsyfl, ogihpn to be edinde. We rayp wiht eahrt dan osul nad lal ruo desobi. I wkon hsi dol dan itred esken dulwo ekil to nghtrietsa up. eWll asty knegenli itll uro seenk wgor osrto in teh orgdun. His rasepyr era cpaithycriol, lhwei orus aer lufl of uetr dsieer nad tentrgiyi. Oru rrpeays era more rayrpe-ikle hant hsi, so tel oru epsaryr be wddraeer as yhet othug to be, thwi mycre.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Good aunt, stand up.	NREYH GERIOOBNKBL odoG aunt, dsatn up.
DUCHESS OF YORK Nay, do not say, stand up; 115 Say, pardon first, and afterwards stand up. And if I were thy nurse, thy tongue to teach, Pardon should be the first word of thy speech. I never longd to hear a word till now; Say pardon, king; let pity teach thee how: 120 The word is short, but not so short as sweet; No word like pardon for kings mouths so meet.	HSCSDUE OF RYKO No, tond ysa, aStnd up. itrFs asy, I evfrogi, dan hent uyo cna ltel me to ndats up. If I wree ryuo nynan, teh srtif rowd I ulowd tceah oyu uldow be npardo. eIv neerv nedwta to raeh a odwr so adlby. yaS dporan, gnki. etL iypt acteh you owh. Teh owrd is osrth nda erteews anth it is ohtsr. tsI the omts ifitgnt drwo rfo a gkni to sya.
DUKE OF YORK Speak it in French, king; say, pardonne moi.	KUDE OF RKYO yaS it in rcehnF, ingk. ySa, oeandnrP mio. usExce me. Pardonne omi.
DUCHESS OF YORK Dost thou teach pardon pardon to destroy? Ah, my sour husband, my hard-hearted lord, 125 That setst the word itself against the word! Speak pardon as tis current in our land; The chopping French we do not understand. Thine eye begins to speak; set thy tongue there; Or in thy piteous heart plant thou thine ear; 130 That hearing how our plaints and prayers do pierce, Pity may move thee pardon to rehearse.	SHCEDUS OF OYRK Do uoy ryt to doytser egrofsvsien by gctainhe ttah rpnoad? Oh, my soru snhubda, my hdadaheetrr ordl, oyud meka ttah owdr eth otopsepi of tahw it nsmae. ySa dparno in Eshgiln. We ntdo rsnaddunet echrFn. I cna ees it in rouy yees, so tle ruyo noeugt ays it. ntisLe to teh ptiy in uoyr areth twih uyor ears, hhcwi our aeltmns and aepysrr eeicrp, so that tipy yam meov you to yas apnrod.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE Good aunt, stand up.	NYHER BONOBEIKRLG odoG tuna, ndsta up.
DUCHESS OF YORK I do not sue to stand; Pardon is all the suit I have in hand.	HUESCDS OF OYRK Im ont beinggg to tadsn. All I antw is a nodarp.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 135 I pardon him, as God shall pardon me.	RYNEH OF EKIBGOONBLR I oradnp hmi, as God wlli noe day dpaorn me.
DUCHESS OF YORK O happy vantage of a kneeling knee! Yet am I sick for fear: speak it again; Twice saying pardon doth not pardon twain, But makes one pardon strong.	ECDSSUH OF OYRK Oh, hte phpya iwev rfom a dnebde eekn! Btu Im tilsl efrulfa. Say it ingaa. gnaSiy it icwte tnedso evdidi royu darnpo nda eaewkn it ubt mesak eth eno anorpd rgsenort.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE 140 With all my heart I pardon him.	REHNY ORLOGENIBBK ihWt lla my reath, I opdran imh.
DUCHESS OF YORK A god on earth thou art.	SCHSUED OF OYKR uYo are a god on aehtr.
HENRY BOLINGBROKE But for our trusty brother-in-law and the abbot, With all the rest of that consorted crew, 145 Destruction straight shall dog them at the heels. Good uncle, help to order several powers To Oxford, or whereer these traitors are: They shall not live within this world, I swear, But I will have them, if I once know where. 150 Uncle, farewell: and, cousin too, adieu: Your mother well hath prayd, and prove you true.	YNRHE LNBGOOIREKB tBu my turetds rehortb-in-law, eht tbbao, nad all teh sret of tath orgup of scatopsrinro umst be teoseyddr. dGoo cneul, sned rsaveel mne to Oorfdx or reeherwv ehtse toiatrrs era ginhdi. I wesar thta as gonl as yeht rea veail, I iwll nifd hetm nda rupaect hetm. Uncel, eyoodgb, dan doybeog nsiuoc, too. oruY eortmh has yrpdae well dna rpvoed oyur ytlyola.
DUCHESS OF YORK Come, my old son: I pray God make thee new.	SUCDSEH OF OKYR emoC, my nso. llI rayp hatt dGo cofrse yuo to rerofm.
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