Act I, Scene 2 The DUKE OF LANCASTER'S palace.

Enter JOHN OF GAUNT with DUCHESS

 

JOHN OF GAUNT Alas, the part I had in Woodstock's blood
Doth more solicit me than your exclaims,
To stir against the butchers of his life!
But since correction lieth in those hands
Which made the fault that we cannot correct,
Put we our quarrel to the will of heaven;
Who, when they see the hours ripe on earth,
Will rain hot vengeance on offenders' heads.
DUCHESS Finds brotherhood in thee no sharper spur?
Hath love in thy old blood no living fire?
Edward's seven sons, whereof thyself art one,
Were as seven vials of his sacred blood,
Or seven fair branches springing from one root:
Some of those seven are dried by nature's course,
Some of those branches by the Destinies cut;
But Thomas, my dear lord, my life, my Gloucester,
One vial full of Edward's sacred blood,
One flourishing branch of his most royal root,
Is crack'd, and all the precious liquor spilt,
Is hack'd down, and his summer leaves all faded,
By envy's hand and murder's bloody axe.
Ah, Gaunt, his blood was thine! that bed, that womb,
That metal, that self-mould, that fashion'd thee
Made him a man; and though thou livest and breathest,
Yet art thou slain in him: thou dost consent
In some large measure to thy father's death,
In that thou seest thy wretched brother die,
Who was the model of thy father's life.
Call it not patience, Gaunt; it is despair:
In suffering thus thy brother to be slaughter'd,
Thou showest the naked pathway to thy life,
Teaching stern murder how to butcher thee:
That which in mean men we intitle patience
Is pale cold cowardice in noble breasts.
What shall I say? to safeguard thine own life,
The best way is to venge my Gloucester's death.
JOHN OF GAUNT God's is the quarrel; for God's substitute,
His deputy anointed in His sight,
Hath caused his death: the which if wrongfully,
Let heaven revenge; for I may never lift
An angry arm against His minister.
DUCHESS Where then, alas, may I complain myself?
JOHN OF GAUNT To God, the widow's champion and defence.
DUCHESS Why, then, I will. Farewell, old Gaunt.
Thou goest to Coventry, there to behold
Our cousin Hereford and fell Mowbray fight:
O, sit my husband's wrongs on Hereford's spear,
That it may enter butcher Mowbray's breast!
Or, if misfortune miss the first career,
Be Mowbray's sins so heavy in his bosom,
They may break his foaming courser's back,
And throw the rider headlong in the lists,
A caitiff recreant to my cousin Hereford!
Farewell, old Gaunt: thy sometimes brother's wife
With her companion grief must end her life.
JOHN OF GAUNT Sister, farewell; I must to Coventry:
As much good stay with thee as go with me!
DUCHESS Yet one word more: grief boundeth where it falls,
Not with the empty hollowness, but weight:
I take my leave before I have begun,
For sorrow ends not when it seemeth done.
Commend me to thy brother, Edmund York.
Lo, this is all:--nay, yet depart not so;
Though this be all, do not so quickly go;
I shall remember more. Bid him--ah, what?--
With all good speed at Plashy visit me.
Alack, and what shall good old York there see
But empty lodgings and unfurnish'd walls,
Unpeopled offices, untrodden stones?
And what hear there for welcome but my groans?
Therefore commend me; let him not come there,
To seek out sorrow that dwells every where.
Desolate, desolate, will I hence and die:
The last leave of thee takes my weeping eye.
  [Exeunt]

 

To see other scenes from the show:

Full Text Act III, Scene 3 Wales. Before Flint castle.
Act I, Scene 1 London. KING RICHARD II's palace. Act III, Scene 4 LANGLEY. The DUKE OF YORK's garden.
Act I, Scene 2 The DUKE OF LANCASTER'S palace. Act IV, Scene 1 Westminster Hall.
Act I, Scene 3 The lists at Coventry. Act V, Scene 1 London. A street leading to the Tower.
Act I, Scene 4 The court. Act V, Scene 2 The DUKE OF YORK's palace.
Act II, Scene 1 Ely House. Act V, Scene 3 A royal palace.
Act II, Scene 2 The palace. Act V, Scene 4 The same./Act V, Scene 5 Pomfret castle.
Act II, Scene 3 Wilds in Gloucestershire./Act II, Scene  4 A camp in Wales. Act V, Scene 6 Windsor castle.
Act III, Scene 1 Bristol. Before the castle./ Act III, Scene 2 The coast of Wales. A castle in view.  

 

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