第 11 节
作者:不落的滑翔翼      更新:2024-04-07 11:53      字数:9322
  words   doth     show   her   wit  incomparable;     All   her  perfections   challenge
  sovereignty。 One way or other; she is for a king; And she shall be my love;
  or else my queen。 Say that King Edward take thee for his queen? LADY
  GREY。 'Tis better said than done; my gracious lord。 I am a subject fit to
  jest   withal;  But   far  unfit  to  be  a  sovereign。   KING     EDWARD。       Sweet
  widow; by  my state   I swear to thee   I speak no more   than what my  soul
  intends; And that is to enjoy thee for my love。 LADY GREY。 And that is
  more than I will yield unto。 I know I am too mean to be your queen; And
  yet too good to be your concubine。 KING EDWARD。 You cavil; widow; I
  did   mean   my   queen。   LADY   GREY。   'Twill   grieve   your   Grace   my   sons
  should call you father。 KING EDWARD。No more than when my daughters
  call thee mother。 Thou art a widow; and thou hast some children; And; by
  God's Mother; I; being but a bachelor; Have other some。 Why; 'tis a happy
  thing To be the father unto many sons。 Answer no more; for thou shalt be
  my queen。 GLOUCESTER。 The ghostly father now hath done his shrift。
  CLARENCE。          When     he  was    made    a  shriver;  'twas   for  shrift。  KING
  EDWARD。          Brothers;     you    muse     what    chat    we    two    have    had。
  GLOUCESTER。   The   widow   likes   it   not;   for   she   looks   very   sad。   KING
  EDWARD。 You'd think it strange if I should marry her。 CLARENCE。 To
  who;      my     lord?   KING       EDWARD。         Why;     Clarence;     to   myself。
  GLOUCESTER。            That    would     be   ten   days'    wonder     at   the   least。
  CLARENCE。 That's a day longer than a wonder lasts。 GLOUCESTER。 By
  so   much    is  the  wonder    in  extremes。    KING    EDWARD。        Well;   jest  on;
  brothers; I can tell you both Her suit is granted for her husband's lands。
  Enter a NOBLEMAN
  NOBLEMAN。          My    gracious   lord;   Henry    your   foe  is  taken   And
  brought your prisoner to your palace gate。 KING EDWARD。 See that he
  be convey'd unto the Tower。 And go we; brothers; to the man that took him
  To   question   of   his   apprehension。   Widow;   go   you   along。   Lords;   use   her
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  honourably。 Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER GLOUCESTER。 Ay; Edward
  will use women honourably。 Would he were wasted; marrow; bones; and
  all; That from his loins no hopeful branch may spring To cross me from
  the golden time I look for! And yet; between my soul's desire and me… The
  lustful    Edward's     title  buried…   Is  Clarence;    Henry;    and   his  son   young
  Edward; And all the unlook'd for issue of their bodies; To take their rooms
  ere I can place myself。 A cold premeditation for my purpose! Why; then I
  do but dream on sovereignty; Like one that stands upon a promontory And
  spies a far…off shore where he   would tread; Wishing his foot were   equal
  with his eye; And chides the sea that sunders him from thence; Saying he'll
  lade it dry to have his way… So do I wish the crown; being so far off; And
  so I chide the means that keeps me from it; And so I say I'll cut the causes
  off;   Flattering   me    with   impossibilities。    My    eye's   too  quick;   my    heart
  o'erweens too much; Unless my hand and strength could equal them。 Well;
  say   there   is   no   kingdom   then   for   Richard;   What   other   pleasure   can   the
  world afford? I'll make my heaven in a lady's lap; And deck my body in
  gay   ornaments;   And   witch   sweet   ladies   with   my   words   and   looks。         O
  miserable thought! and more unlikely Than to accomplish twenty golden
  crowns。 Why; love forswore me in my mother's womb; And; for I should
  not deal in her soft laws; She did corrupt frail nature with some bribe To
  shrink mine arm up like a wither'd shrub To make an envious mountain on
  my back; Where sits deformity to mock my body; To shape my legs of an
  unequal   size;   To   disproportion   me   in   every   part;   Like   to   a   chaos;   or   an
  unlick'd   bear…whelp   That   carries   no   impression   like   the   dam。 And   am   I;
  then; a man to be belov'd? O monstrous fault to harbour such a thought!
  Then; since this earth affords no joy to me But to command; to check; to
  o'erbear such As are of better person than myself; I'll make my heaven to
  dream  upon   the   crown; And   whiles   I   live   t'   account   this   world   but   hell;
  Until   my   misshap'd   trunk   that   bear   this   head   Be   round   impaled   with   a
  glorious crown。 And yet I know not how to get the crown; For many lives
  stand between me and home; And I… like one lost in a thorny wood That
  rents the thorns   and   is  rent   with   the  thorns;  Seeking   a  way  and   straying
  from     the   way    Not   knowing      how    to  find   the   open    air;  But   toiling
  desperately to find it out… Torment myself to catch the English crown; And
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  from that torment I will free myself Or hew my way out with a bloody axe。
  Why;   I   can   smile;  and   murder   whiles   I   smile; And   cry  'Content!' to   that
  which   grieves   my   heart;   And   wet   my   cheeks   with   artificial   tears;   And
  frame my face to all occasions。 I'll drown more sailors than the mermaid
  shall; I'll slay more gazers than the basilisk; I'll play the orator as well as
  Nestor;   Deceive   more   slily   than   Ulysses   could; And;   like   a   Sinon;   take
  another   Troy。   I   can   add   colours   to   the   chameleon;   Change   shapes   with
  Protheus for advantages; And set the murderous Machiavel to school。 Can
  I do this; and cannot get a crown? Tut; were it farther off; I'll pluck it down。
  Exit
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  SCENE III。 France。 The KING'S palace
  Flourish。 Enter LEWIS the French King; his sister BONA; his Admiral
  call'd   BOURBON;   PRINCE   EDWARD;   QUEEN   MARGARET;   and   the
  EARL of OXFORD。 LEWIS sits; and riseth up again
  LEWIS。 Fair Queen of England; worthy Margaret; Sit down with us。
  It ill befits thy state And birth that thou shouldst stand while Lewis doth sit。
  QUEEN MARGARET。 No; mighty King of France。 Now Margaret Must
  strike her sail and learn a while to serve Where kings command。 I was; I
  must    confess;    Great   Albion's    Queen     in  former   golden    days;   But   now
  mischance   hath   trod   my   title   down And   with   dishonour   laid   me   on   the
  ground; Where I must take like seat unto my fortune; And to my humble
  seat conform myself。 LEWIS。 Why; say; fair Queen; whence springs this
  deep despair? QUEEN MARGARET。 From such a cause as fills mine eyes
  with tears And stops my tongue; while heart is drown'd in cares。 LEWIS。
  Whate'er it be; be thou still like thyself; And sit thee by our side。 'Seats her
  by him' Yield not thy neck To fortune's yoke; but let thy dauntless mind
  Still ride in triumph over all mischance。 Be plain; Queen Margaret; and tell
  thy    grief;   It  shall   be    eas'd;   if  France    can    yield   relief。   QUEEN
  MARGARET。   Those   gracious   words   revive   my   drooping   thoughts   And
  give my tongue…tied sorrows leave to speak。 Now therefore be it known to
  noble Lewis That Henry; sole possessor of my love; Is; of a king; become
  a   banish'd   man;   And   forc'd   to   live   in   Scotland   a   forlorn;   While   proud
  ambitious   Edward   Duke   of   York   Usurps   the   regal   title   and   the   seat   Of
  England's      true…anointed     lawful    King。   This    is  the  cause    that  I;  poor
  Margaret;   With   this   my   son;   Prince   Edward;   Henry's   heir; Am   come   to
  crave   thy   just   and   lawful   aid; And   if   thou   fail   us;   all   our   hope   is   done。
  Scotland hath will to help; but cannot help; Our people and our peers are
  both   misled;   Our  treasure   seiz'd;   our  soldiers  put   to   flight; And;   as   thou
  seest; ourselves in heavy plight。 LEWIS。 Renowned Queen; with patience
  calm     the  storm;   While    we   bethink    a  means     to  break   it  off。  QUEEN
  MARGARET。 The more we stay; the stronger grows our foe。 LEWIS。 The
  more   I   stay;   the   more   I'll   succour   thee。   QUEEN   MARGARET。   O;   but
  impatience waiteth on true   sorrow。 And see   where   comes   the breeder of
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  my sorrow!
  Enter WARWICK
  LEWIS。      What's   he   approacheth     boldly   to  our   presence?     QUEEN
  MARGARET。   Our   Earl   of   W