RICHARD THE SECOND. 9 SERV. What, think you then, the king shall be deposed? GARD. Depress'd he is already; and deposed, Mounted upon a hot and fiery steed, Which his aspiring rider seem'd to know,— So many greedy looks of young and old As, in a theatre, the eyes of men, Thinking his prattle to be tedious; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes But dust was thrown upon his sacred head." ACT V. S. 2. VIII. The resignation of the crown to BOLINGBROKE by RICHARD. "RICH. 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; ACT IV. S. 1. IX. The parting between RICHARD and his QUEEN, on his way to the Tower. "QUEEN. Ah, thou, the model where old Troy did stand; RICH. Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, Hie thee to France, And cloister thee in some religious house: Our holy lives must win a new world's crown, Which our profane hours here have stricken down." Enter EXTON, and Servants, armed. "RICH. How now? what means death in this rude assault? Villain, thy own hand yields thy death's instrument. (Snatches a weapon, and kills one.) Go thou, and fill another room in hell. (He kills another, and then EXTON strikes him down.)" ACT V. S. 5. For the precise form of the very peculiar helmets introduced into these designs, I have to thank B. Brocas, Esq. of Wokingham, Berks, who is in possession of the only one, probably, at this time remaining. The shape, when represented in old manuscripts, is quite unintelligible, and there is no correct engraving of it published. |