king richard ii(理查二世)-第14节
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shook off the regal thoughts Wherewith I reign'd？ I hardly yet have learn'd
To insinuate； flatter； bow； and bend my knee。 Give sorrow leave awhile to
tutor me To this submission。 Yet I well remember The favours of these
men。 Were they not mine？ Did they not sometime cry 'All hail！' to me？ So
Judas did to Christ； but he； in twelve； Found truth in all but one； I； in
twelve thousand； none。 God save the King！ Will no man say amen？ Am I
both priest and clerk？ Well then； amen。 God save the King！ although I be
not he； And yet； amen； if heaven do think him me。 To do what service am I
sent for hither？ YORK。 To do that office of thine own good will Which
tired majesty did make thee offer… The resignation of thy state and crown
To Henry Bolingbroke。 KING RICHARD。 Give me the crown。 Here；
cousin； seize the crown。 Here； cousin； On this side my hand； and on that
side thine。 Now is this golden crown like a deep well That owes two
buckets； filling one another； The emptier ever dancing in the air； The other
down； unseen； and full of water。 That bucket down and fun of tears am I；
Drinking my griefs； whilst you mount up on high。 BOLINGBROKE。 I
thought you had been willing to resign。 KING RICHARD。 My crown I am；
but still my griefs are mine。 You may my glories and my state depose； But
not my griefs； still am I king of those。 BOLINGBROKE。 Part of your
cares you give me with your crown。 KING RICHARD。 Your cares set up
do not pluck my cares down。 My care is loss of care； by old care done；
Your care is gain of care； by new care won。 The cares I give I have； though
given away； They tend the crown； yet still with me they stay。
BOLINGBROKE。 Are you contented to resign the crown？ KING
RICHARD。 Ay； no； no； ay； for I must nothing be； Therefore no no； for I
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resign to thee。 Now mark me how I will undo myself： I give this heavy
weight from off my head； And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand； The
pride of kingly sway from out my heart； With mine own tears I wash away
my balm； With mine own hands I give away my crown； With mine own
tongue deny my sacred state； With mine own breath release all duteous
oaths； All pomp and majesty I do forswear； My manors； rents； revenues； I
forgo； My acts； decrees； and statutes； I deny。 God pardon all oaths that are
broke to me！ God keep all vows unbroke are made to thee！ Make me； that
nothing have； with nothing griev'd； And thou with all pleas'd； that hast an
achiev'd。 Long mayst thou live in Richard's seat to sit； And soon lie
Richard in an earthly pit。 God save King Henry； unking'd Richard says；
And send him many years of sunshine days！ What more remains？
NORTHUMBERLAND。 No more； but that you read These accusations；
and these grievous crimes Committed by your person and your followers
Against the state and profit of this land； That； by confessing them； the
souls of men May deem that you are worthily depos'd。 KING RICHARD。
Must I do so？ And must I ravel out My weav'd…up follies？ Gentle
Northumberland； If thy offences were upon record； Would it not shame
thee in so fair a troop To read a lecture of them？ If thou wouldst； There
shouldst thou find one heinous article； Containing the deposing of a king
And cracking the strong warrant of an oath； Mark'd with a blot； damn'd in
the book of heaven。 Nay； all of you that stand and look upon me Whilst
that my wretchedness doth bait myself； Though some of you； with Pilate；
wash your hands； Showing an outward pity…yet you Pilates Have here
deliver'd me to my sour cross； And water cannot wash away your sin。
NORTHUMBERLAND。 My lord； dispatch； read o'er these articles。 KING
RICHARD。 Mine eyes are full of tears； I cannot see。 And yet salt water
blinds them not so much But they can see a sort of traitors here。 Nay； if I
turn mine eyes upon myself； I find myself a traitor with the rest； For I have
given here my soul's consent T'undeck the pompous body of a king； Made
glory base； and sovereignty a slave； Proud majesty a subject； state a
peasant。 NORTHUMBERLAND。 My lord… KING RICHARD。 No lord of
thine； thou haught insulting man； Nor no man's lord； I have no name； no
tide… No； not that name was given me at the font… But 'tis usurp'd。 Alack
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the heavy day； That I have worn so many winters out； And know not now
what name to call myself！ O that I were a mockery king of snow； Standing
before the sun of Bolingbroke To melt myself away in water drops！ Good
king； great king； and yet not greatly good； An if my word be sterling yet in
England； Let it command a mirror hither straight； That it may show me
what a face I have Since it is bankrupt of his majesty。 BOLINGBROKE。
Go some of you and fetch a looking…glass。 Exit an attendant
NORTHUMBERLAND。 Read o'er this paper while the glass doth come。
KING RICHARD。 Fiend； thou torments me ere I come to hell。
BOLINGBROKE。 Urge it no more； my Lord Northumberland。
NORTHUMBERLAND。 The Commons will not； then； be satisfied。 KING
RICHARD。 They shall be satisfied。 I'll read enough； When I do see the
very book indeed Where all my sins are writ； and that's myself。
Re…enter attendant with glass
Give me that glass； and therein will I read。 No deeper wrinkles yet？
Hath sorrow struck So many blows upon this face of mine And made no
deeper wounds？ O flatt'ring glass； Like to my followers in prosperity；
Thou dost beguile me！ Was this face the face That every day under his
household roof Did keep ten thousand men？ Was this the face That like the
sun did make beholders wink？ Is this the face which fac'd so many follies
That was at last out…fac'd by Bolingbroke？ A brittle glory shineth in this
face； As brittle as the glory is the face； ＇Dashes the glass against the
ground＇ For there it is； crack'd in a hundred shivers。 Mark； silent king； the
moral of this sport… How soon my sorrow hath destroy'd my face。
BOLINGBROKE。 The shadow of your sorrow hath destroy'd The shadow
of your face。 KING RICHARD。 Say that again。 The shadow of my sorrow？
Ha！ let's see。 'Tis very true： my grief lies all within； And these external
manner of laments Are merely shadows to the unseen grief That swells
with silence in the tortur'd soul。 There lies the substance； and I thank thee；
king； For thy great bounty； that not only giv'st Me cause to wail； but
teachest me the way How to lament the cause。 I'll beg one boon； And then
be gone and trouble you no more。 Shall I obtain it？ BOLINGBROKE。
Name it； fair cousin。 KING RICHARD。 Fair cousin！ I am greater than a
king； For when I was a king； my flatterers Were then but subjects； being
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now a subject； I have a king here to my flatterer。 Being so great； I have no
need to beg。 BOLINGBROKE。 Yet ask。 KING RICHARD。 And shall I
have？ BOLINGBROKE。 You shall。 KING RICHARD。 Then give me
leave to go。 BOLINGBROKE。 Whither？ KING RICHARD。 Whither you
will； so I were from your sights。 BOLINGBROKE。 Go； some of you
convey him to the Tower。 KING RICHARD。 O； good！ Convey！ Conveyers
are you all； That rise thus nimbly by a true king's fall。 Exeunt KING
RICHARD； some Lords and a Guard BOLINGBROKE。 On Wednesday
next we solemnly set down Our coronation。 Lords； prepare yourselves。
Exeunt all but the ABBOT OF WESTMINSTER； the BISHOP OF
CARLISLE； and AUMERLE ABBOT。 A woeful pageant have we here
beheld。 CARLISLE。 The woe's to come； the children yet unborn Shall feel
this day as sharp to them as thorn。 AUMERLE。 You holy clergymen； is
there no plot To rid the realm of this pernicious blot？ ABBOT。 My lord；
Before I freely speak my mind herein； You shall not only take the
sacrament To bury mine intents； but also to effect Whate
