K. Rich. My crown I am; but still my griefs are mine:[1618][1638]
You may my glories and my state depose,[1618][1638]
But not my griefs; still am I king of those.[1618][1638]
Boling. Part of your cares you give me with your crown.[1618][1638]
K. Rich. Your cares set up do not pluck my cares down.[1618][1638]195
My care is loss of care, by old care done;[1618][1638]
Your care is gain of care, by new care won:[1618][1638]
The cares I give, I have, though given away;[1618][1638]
They tend the crown, yet still with me they stay.[1618][1638][1640]
Boling. Are you contented to resign the crown?[1618][1638]200
K. Rich. Ay, no; no, ay; for I must nothing be;[1618][1638][1641]
Therefore no no, for I resign to thee.[1618][1638][1642]
Now mark me, how I will undo myself:[1618]
I give this heavy weight from off my head[1618]
And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand,[1618]205
The pride of kingly sway from out my heart;[1618]
With mine own tears I wash away my balm,[1618][1643]
With mine own hands I give away my crown,[1618]
With mine own tongue deny my sacred state,[1618]
With mine own breath release all duty's rites:[1618][1644]210
All pomp and majesty I do forswear;[1618]
My manors, rents, revenues I forego;[1618][1645]
My acts, decrees, and statutes I deny:[1618]
God pardon all oaths that are broke to me![1618]
God keep all vows unbroke that swear to thee![1618][1646]215
Make me, that nothing have, with nothing grieved,[1618]
And thou with all pleased, that hast all achieved![1618]
Long mayst thou live in Richard's seat to sit,[1618][1647]
And soon lie Richard in an earthy pit![1618][1647][1648]
God save King Harry, unking'd Richard says,[1618][1647][1649]220
And send him many years of sunshine days![1618][1647][1650]
What more remains?[1618]
North. No more, but that you read[1618][1651]
These accusations and these grievous crimes[1618]
Committed by your person and your followers[1618]
Against the state and profit of this land;[1618]225
That, by confessing them, the souls of men[1618]
May deem that you are worthily deposed.[1618]
K. Rich. Must I do so? and must I ravel out[1618]
My weaved-up folly? Gentle Northumberland,[1618][1652]
If thy offences were upon record,[1618]230
Would it not shame thee in so fair a troop[1618]
To read a lecture of them? If thou wouldst,[1618][1653]
There shouldst thou find one heinous article,[1618]
Containing the deposing of a king[1618]
And cracking the strong warrant of an oath,[1618]235
Mark'd with a blot, damn'd in the book of heaven:[1618]
Nay, all of you that stand and look upon,[1618][1654]
Whilst that my wretchedness doth bait myself,[1618][1655]
Though some of you with Pilate wash your hands[1618]
Showing an outward pity; yet you Pilates[1618][1656]240
Have here deliver'd me to my sour cross,[1618][1657]
And water cannot wash away your sin.[1618]
North. My lord, dispatch; read o'er these articles.[1618]
K. Rich. Mine eyes are full of tears, I cannot see:[1618]
And yet salt water blinds them not so much[1618]245
But they can see a sort of traitors here.[1618]
Nay, if I turn mine eyes upon myself,[1618]
I find myself a traitor with the rest;[1618]
For I have given here my soul's consent[1618]
To undeck the pompous body of a king;[1618][1658]250
Made glory base and sovereignty a slave,[1618][1659]
Proud majesty a subject, state a peasant.[1618]
North. My lord,—[1618]