第 11 节
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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