QUEEN ISABEL
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How fares our noble Vncle Lancaster?How fares our noble uncle Lancaster?R2 II.i.71
To please the King, I did: to please my selfeTo please the King I did. To please myselfR2 II.ii.5
I cannot do it: yet I know no causeI cannot do it. Yet I know no causeR2 II.ii.6
Why I should welcome such a guest as greefe,Why I should welcome such a guest as griefR2 II.ii.7
Saue bidding farewell to so sweet a guestSave bidding farewell to so sweet a guestR2 II.ii.8
As my sweet Richard; yet againe me thinkes,As my sweet Richard. Yet again methinksR2 II.ii.9
Some vnborne sorrow, ripe in fortunes wombeSome unborn sorrow ripe in fortune's wombR2 II.ii.10
Is comming towards me, and my inward souleIs coming towards me, and my inward soulR2 II.ii.11
With nothing trembles, at something it greeues,With nothing trembles. At some thing it grievesR2 II.ii.12
More then with parting from my Lord the King.More than with parting from my lord the King.R2 II.ii.13
It may be so: but yet my inward souleIt may be so; but yet my inward soulR2 II.ii.28
Perswades me it is otherwise: how ere it be,Persuades me it is otherwise. Howe'er it beR2 II.ii.29
I cannot but be sad: so heauy sad,I cannot but be sad – so heavy-sadR2 II.ii.30
As though on thinking on no thought I thinke,As, though on thinking on no thought I think,R2 II.ii.31
Makes me with heauy nothing faint and shrinke.Makes me with heavy nothing faint and shrink.R2 II.ii.32
'Tis nothing lesse: conceit is still deriu'd'Tis nothing less. Conceit is still derivedR2 II.ii.34
From some fore-father greefe, mine is not so,From some forefather grief. Mine is not so,R2 II.ii.35
For nothing hath begot my something greefe,For nothing hath begot my something grief,R2 II.ii.36
Or something, hath the nothing that I greeue,Or something hath the nothing that I grieve – R2 II.ii.37
'Tis in reuersion that I do possesse,'Tis in reversion that I do possess – R2 II.ii.38
But what it is, that is not yet knowne, whatBut what it is that is not yet known what,R2 II.ii.39
I cannot name, 'tis namelesse woe I wot.I cannot name; 'tis nameless woe, I wot.R2 II.ii.40
Why hop'st thou so? Tis better hope he is:Why hopest thou so? 'Tis better hope he is,R2 II.ii.43
For his designes craue hast, his hast good hope,For his designs crave haste, his haste good hope.R2 II.ii.44
Then wherefore dost thou hope he is not shipt?Then wherefore dost thou hope he is not shipped?R2 II.ii.45
Now God in heauen forbid.Now God in heaven forbid!R2 II.ii.51.2
So Greene, thou art the midwife of my woe,So, Green, thou art the midwife to my woe,R2 II.ii.62
And Bullinbrooke my sorrowes dismall heyre:And Bolingbroke my sorrow's dismal heir.R2 II.ii.63
Now hath my soule brought forth her prodegie,Now hath my soul brought forth her prodigy,R2 II.ii.64
And I a gasping new deliuered mother,And I, a gasping new-delivered mother,R2 II.ii.65
Haue woe to woe, sorrow to sorrow ioyn'd.Have woe to woe, sorrow to sorrow joined.R2 II.ii.66
Who shall hinder me?Who shall hinder me?R2 II.ii.67.2
I will dispaire, and be at enmitieI will despair and be at enmityR2 II.ii.68
With couzening hope; he is a Flatterer,With cozening hope. He is a flatterer,R2 II.ii.69
A Parasite, a keeper backe of death,A parasite, a keeper-back of deathR2 II.ii.70
Who gently would dissolue the bands of life,Who gently would dissolve the bands of lifeR2 II.ii.71
Which false hopes linger in extremity.Which false hope lingers in extremity.R2 II.ii.72
With signes of warre about his aged necke,With signs of war about his aged neck.R2 II.ii.74
Oh full of carefull businesse are his lookes:O, full of careful business are his looks!R2 II.ii.75
Vncle, for heauens sake speake comfortable words:Uncle, for God's sake speak comfortable words.R2 II.ii.76
What sport shall we deuise here in this Garden,What sport shall we devise here in this gardenR2 III.iv.1
To driue away the heauie thought of Care?To drive away the heavy thought of care?R2 III.iv.2
'Twill make me thinke the World is full of Rubs,'Twill make me think the world is full of rubsR2 III.iv.4
And that my fortune runnes against the Byas.And that my fortune rubs against the bias.R2 III.iv.5
My Legges can keepe no measure in Delight,My legs can keep no measure in delightR2 III.iv.7
When my poore Heart no measure keepes in Griefe.When my poor heart no measure keeps in grief.R2 III.iv.8
Therefore no Dancing (Girle) some other sport.Therefore no dancing, girl. Some other sport.R2 III.iv.9
Of Sorrow, or of Griefe?Of sorrow or of joy?R2 III.iv.11.1
Of neyther, Girle.Of neither, girl.R2 III.iv.12
For if of Ioy, being altogether wanting,For of joy, being altogether wanting,R2 III.iv.13
It doth remember me the more of Sorrow:It doth remember me the more of sorrow;R2 III.iv.14
Or if of Griefe, being altogether had,Or if of grief, being altogether had,R2 III.iv.15
It addes more Sorrow to my want of Ioy:It adds more sorrow to my want of joy;R2 III.iv.16
For what I haue, I need not to repeat;For what I have I need not to repeat,R2 III.iv.17
And what I want, it bootes not to complaine.And what I want it boots not to complain.R2 III.iv.18
'Tis well that thou hast cause:'Tis well that thou hast cause;R2 III.iv.9.2
But thou should'st please me better, would'st thou weepe.But thou shouldst please me better wouldst thou weep.R2 III.iv.20
And I could sing, would weeping doe me good,And I could sing would weeping do me good,R2 III.iv.22
And neuer borrow any Teare of thee.And never borrow any tear of thee.R2 III.iv.23
But stay, here comes the Gardiners,But stay, here come the gardeners.R2 III.iv.24
Let's step into the shadow of these Trees.Let's step into the shadow of these trees.R2 III.iv.25
My wretchednesse, vnto a Rowe of Pinnes,My wretchedness unto a row of pinsR2 III.iv.26
They'le talke of State: for euery one doth so,They will talk of state; for everyone doth soR2 III.iv.27
Against a Change; Woe is fore-runne with Woe.Against a change. Woe is forerun with woe.R2 III.iv.28
Oh I am prest to death through want of speaking:O, I am pressed to death through want of speaking!R2 III.iv.72
Thou old Adams likenesse, set to dresse this Garden:Thou, old Adam's likeness, set to dress this garden,R2 III.iv.73
How dares thy harsh rude tongue sound this vnpleasing newesHow dares thy harsh rude tongue sound this unpleasing news?R2 III.iv.74
What Eue? what Serpent hath suggested thee,What Eve, what serpent hath suggested theeR2 III.iv.75
To make a second fall of cursed man?To make a second Fall of cursed man?R2 III.iv.76
Why do'st thou say, King Richard is depos'd,Why dost thou say King Richard is deposed?R2 III.iv.77
Dar'st thou, thou little better thing then earth,Darest thou, thou little better thing than earth,R2 III.iv.78
Diuine his downfall? Say, where, when, and howDivine his downfall? Say, where, when, and howR2 III.iv.79
Cam'st thou by this ill-tydings? Speake thou wretch.Camest thou by this ill tidings? Speak, thou wretch!R2 III.iv.80
Nimble mischance, that art so light of foote,Nimble mischance, that art so light of foot,R2 III.iv.92
Doth not thy Embassage belong to me?Doth not thy embassage belong to me,R2 III.iv.93
And am I last that knowes it? Oh thou think'stAnd am I last that knows it? O, thou thinkestR2 III.iv.94
To serue me last, that I may longest keepeTo serve me last that I may longest keepR2 III.iv.95
Thy sorrow in my breast. Come Ladies goe,Thy sorrow in my breast. Come, ladies, goR2 III.iv.96
To meet at London, Londons King in woe.To meet at London London's king in woe.R2 III.iv.97
What was I borne to this: that my sad looke,What was I born to this – that my sad lookR2 III.iv.98
Should grace the Triumph of great Bullingbrooke.Should grace the triumph of great Bolingbroke?R2 III.iv.99
Gard'ner, for telling me this newes of woe,Gardener, for telling me these news of woe,R2 III.iv.100
I would the Plants thou graft'st, may neuer grow. Pray God the plants thou graftest may never grow.R2 III.iv.101
This way the King will come: this is the wayThis way the King will come. This is the wayR2 V.i.1
To Iulius Casars ill-erected Tower:To Julius Caesar's ill-erected Tower,R2 V.i.2
To whose flint Bosome, my condemned LordTo whose flint bosom my condemned lordR2 V.i.3
Is doom'd a Prisoner, by prowd Bullingbrooke.Is doomed a prisoner by proud Bolingbroke.R2 V.i.4
Here let vs rest, if this rebellious EarthHere let us rest, if this rebellious earthR2 V.i.5
Haue any resting for her true Kings Queene.Have any resting for her true King's Queen.R2 V.i.6
But soft, but see, or rather doe not see,But soft, but see, or rather do not see,R2 V.i.7
My faire Rose wither: yet looke vp; behold,My fair rose wither. Yet look up, behold,R2 V.i.8
That you in pittie may dissolue to dew,That you in pity may dissolve to dewR2 V.i.9
And wash him fresh againe with true-loue Teares.And wash him fresh again with true-love tears.R2 V.i.10
Ah thou, the Modell where old Troy did stand,Ah, thou the model where old Troy did stand!R2 V.i.11
Thou Mappe of Honor, thou King Richards Tombe,Thou map of honour, thou King Richard's tomb,R2 V.i.12
And not King Richard: thou most beauteous Inne,And not King Richard! Thou most beauteous inn,R2 V.i.13
Why should hard-fauor'd Griefe be lodg'd in thee,Why should hard-favoured grief be lodged in theeR2 V.i.14
When Triumph is become an Ale-house Guest.When triumph is become an alehouse guest?R2 V.i.15
What, is my Richard both in shape and mindeWhat, is my Richard both in shape and mindR2 V.i.26
Transform'd, and weaken'd? Hath BullingbrookeTransformed and weakened? Hath BolingbrokeR2 V.i.27
Depos'd thine Intellect? hath he beene in thy Heart?Deposed thine intellect? Hath he been in thy heart?R2 V.i.28
The Lyon dying, thrusteth forth his Paw,The lion dying thrusteth forth his pawR2 V.i.29
And wounds the Earth, if nothing else, with rageAnd wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rageR2 V.i.30
To be o're-powr'd: and wilt thou, Pupill-like,To be o'erpowered. And wilt thou pupil-likeR2 V.i.31
Take thy Correction mildly, kisse the Rodde,Take thy correction, mildly kiss the rod,R2 V.i.32
And fawne on Rage with base Humilitie,And fawn on rage with base humility,R2 V.i.33
Which art a Lyon, and a King of Beasts?Which art a lion and a king of beasts?R2 V.i.34
And must we be diuided? must we part?And must we be divided? Must we part?R2 V.i.81
Banish vs both, and send the King with me.Banish us both, and send the King with me.R2 V.i.83
Then whither he goes, thither let me goe.Then whither he goes, thither let me go.R2 V.i.85
So longest Way shall haue the longest Moanes.So longest way shall have the longest moans.R2 V.i.90
Giue me mine owne againe: 'twere no good part,Give me mine own again. 'Twere no good partR2 V.i.97
To take on me to keepe, and kill thy heart.To take on me to keep and kill thy heart.R2 V.i.98
So, now I haue mine owne againe, be gone,So, now I have mine own again, be gone,R2 V.i.99
That I may striue to kill it with a groane.That I may strive to kill it with a groan.R2 V.i.100
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