第 10 节
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are seen; wise men put on their cloaks; When great leaves fall; then winter
is at hand; When the sun sets; who doth not look for night? Untimely
storms make men expect a dearth。 All may be well; but; if God sort it so;
'Tis more than we deserve or I expect。 SECOND CITIZEN。 Truly; the
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hearts of men are fun of fear。 You cannot reason almost with a man That
looks not heavily and fun of dread。 THIRD CITIZEN。 Before the days of
change; still is it so; By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust Ensuing
danger; as by proof we see The water swell before a boist'rous storm。 But
leave it all to God。 Whither away? SECOND CITIZEN。 Marry; we were
sent for to the justices。 THIRD CITIZEN。 And so was I; I'll bear you
company。 Exeunt
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SCENE 4。
London。 The palace
Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK; the young DUKE OF YORK;
QUEEN ELIZABETH; and the DUCHESS OF YORK
ARCHBISHOP。 Last night; I hear; they lay at Stony Stratford; And at
Northampton they do rest to…night; To…morrow or next day they will be
here。 DUCHESS。 I long with all my heart to see the Prince。 I hope he is
much grown since last I saw him。 QUEEN ELIZABETH。 But I hear no;
they say my son of York Has almost overta'en him in his growth。 YORK。
Ay; mother; but I would not have it so。 DUCHESS。 Why; my good cousin;
it is good to grow。 YORK。 Grandam; one night as we did sit at supper; My
uncle Rivers talk'd how I did grow More than my brother。 'Ay;' quoth my
uncle Gloucester 'Small herbs have grace: great weeds do grow apace。'
And since; methinks; I would not grow so fast; Because sweet flow'rs are
slow and weeds make haste。 DUCHESS。 Good faith; good faith; the
saying did not hold In him that did object the same to thee。 He was the
wretched'st thing when he was young; So long a…growing and so leisurely
That; if his rule were true; he should be gracious。 ARCHBISHOP。 And so
no doubt he is; my gracious madam。 DUCHESS。 I hope he is; but yet let
mothers doubt。 YORK。 Now; by my troth; if I had been rememb'red; I
could have given my uncle's Grace a flout To touch his growth nearer than
he touch'd mine。 DUCHESS。 How; my young York? I prithee let me hear
it。 YORK。 Marry; they say my uncle grew so fast That he could gnaw a
crust at two hours old。 'Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth。
Grandam; this would have been a biting jest。 DUCHESS。 I prithee; pretty
York; who told thee this? YORK。 Grandam; his nurse。 DUCHESS。 His
nurse! Why she was dead ere thou wast born。 YORK。 If 'twere not she; I
cannot tell who told me。 QUEEN ELIZABETH。 A parlous boy! Go to; you
are too shrewd。 ARCHBISHOP。 Good madam; be not angry with the child。
QUEEN ELIZABETH。 Pitchers have ears。
Enter a MESSENGER
ARCHBISHOP。 Here comes a messenger。 What news?
MESSENGER。 Such news; my lord; as grieves me to report。 QUEEN
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ELIZABETH。 How doth the Prince? MESSENGER。 Well; madam; and in
health。 DUCHESS。 What is thy news? MESSENGER。 Lord Rivers and
Lord Grey Are sent to Pomfret; and with them Sir Thomas Vaughan;
prisoners。 DUCHESS。 Who hath committed them? MESSENGER。 The
mighty Dukes; Gloucester and Buckingham。 ARCHBISHOP。 For what
offence? MESSENGER。 The sum of all I can; I have disclos'd。 Why or for
what the nobles were committed Is all unknown to me; my gracious lord。
QUEEN ELIZABETH。 Ay me; I see the ruin of my house! The tiger now
hath seiz'd the gentle hind; Insulting tyranny begins to jet Upon the
innocent and aweless throne。 Welcome; destruction; blood; and massacre!
I see; as in a map; the end of all。 DUCHESS。 Accursed and unquiet
wrangling days; How many of you have mine eyes beheld! My husband
lost his life to get the crown; And often up and down my sons were toss'd
For me to joy and weep their gain and loss; And being seated; and
domestic broils Clean over…blown; themselves the conquerors Make war
upon themselves…brother to brother; Blood to blood; self against self。 O;
preposterous And frantic outrage; end thy damned spleen; Or let me die; to
look on death no more! QUEEN ELIZABETH。 Come; come; my boy; we
will to sanctuary。 Madam; farewell。 DUCHESS。 Stay; I will go with you。
QUEEN ELIZABETH。 You have no cause。 ARCHBISHOP。 'To the
QUEEN' My gracious lady; go。 And thither bear your treasure and your
goods。 For my part; I'll resign unto your Grace The seal I keep; and so
betide to me As well I tender you and all of yours! Go; I'll conduct you to
the sanctuary。 Exeunt
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ACT III。
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SCENE 1。
London。 A street
The trumpets sound。 Enter the PRINCE OF WALES; GLOUCESTER;
BUCKINGHAM; CATESBY; CARDINAL BOURCHIER; and others
BUCKINGHAM。 Welcome; sweet Prince; to London; to your
chamber。 GLOUCESTER。 Welcome; dear cousin; my thoughts' sovereign。
The weary way hath made you melancholy。 PRINCE。 No; uncle; but our
crosses on the way Have made it tedious; wearisome; and heavy。 I want
more uncles here to welcome me。 GLOUCESTER。 Sweet Prince; the
untainted virtue of your years Hath not yet div'd into the world's deceit;
Nor more can you distinguish of a man Than of his outward show; which;
God He knows; Seldom or never jumpeth with the heart。 Those uncles
which you want were dangerous; Your Grace attended to their sug'red
words But look'd not on the poison of their hearts。 God keep you from
them and from such false friends! PRINCE。 God keep me from false
friends! but they were none。 GLOUCESTER。 My lord; the Mayor of
London comes to greet you。
Enter the LORD MAYOR and his train
MAYOR。 God bless your Grace with health and happy days!
PRINCE。 I thank you; good my lord; and thank you all。 I thought my
mother and my brother York Would long ere this have met us on the way。
Fie; what a slug is Hastings; that he comes not To tell us whether they will
come or no!
Enter LORD HASTINGS
BUCKINGHAM。 And; in good time; here comes the sweating Lord。
PRINCE。 Welcome; my lord。 What; will our mother come? HASTINGS。
On what occasion; God He knows; not I; The Queen your mother and your
brother York Have taken sanctuary。 The tender Prince Would fain have
come with me to meet your Grace; But by his mother was perforce
withheld。 BUCKINGHAM。 Fie; what an indirect and peevish course Is
this of hers? Lord Cardinal; will your Grace Persuade the Queen to send
the Duke of York Unto his princely brother presently? If she deny; Lord
Hastings; go with him And from her jealous arms pluck him perforce。
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CARDINAL。 My Lord of Buckingham;