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ACT IV. SCENE 7.
London. Westminster Hall.
The lards spiritual on the right side of the throne; the Lords temporal on the left; the Commons below. Enter
BOLINGBROKE, AuMERLE, SURREY, NORTHUMBERLAND, Percy, Fitzwater, another Lord, Bishop of Carlisle, Abbot of Westminster, and Attendants. Officers behind, Kith Bagot.
Baling. Call forth B.igot: •
Now, Bagot, freely speak lhy mind;
Bagot. Then set before my face the lord Aumerle.
Baling. Cousin, stand forth, and look upon that man.
Bagot. My lord Aumerle, I know, your daring
Scorns to unsay what once it hath deliver'd.
Than Bolingbroke's return to England;
.'.nut. Princes, and noble lords,
What answer shall I make to this base man?
With the attainder of his sland'rous lips.
There is ray gage, the manual seal of death,
Baling. Bagot, forbear, thou shalt not take it up.
Aum. Excepting one, I would he were the best In all this presence, that hath mov'd me so.
Fitz. If that thy valour stand on sympathies tt, There is my gage, Aumerle, in gage to thine: By that fair sun that shows me where thou stand'st, I heard thee say, and vauntingly thou spak'st it, That thou wert cause of noble Gloster's death. If thou deny'st it, twenty times thou liest; And I will turn thy falsehood to thy heart, Where it was forged, with my rapier's point.
Aum. Thou dar'st not, coward, live to see that day.
Fitz. Now, by my soul, I would it were this hour.
Aum. Fitzwater, thou art damn'd to hell for this.
Percy. Aumerle, thou liest; his honour is as true, In this appeal, as thou art all unjust:
And, that them art so, there I throw my gage,
Auni. And if I do not, may my hands rot off,
Lard. I take the earth to the like, forsworn Aumerle; And spur thee on with full as many lies As may be holla'd in thy treacherous ear From sun to sun: there is my honour's pawn; Engage it to the trial, if thou dar'st.
Aum. Who sets me else? by heaven, I'll throw at
I have a thousand spirits in one breast,
Surrey. My lord Fitzwater, 1 do remember well The very time Aumerle and you did talk.
Fitz. My lord, 'tis true: you were in presence then; And you can witness with me, this is true.
Surrey. As false, by heaven, as heaven itself is true.
Fitz. Surrey, thou liest.
Surrey. Dishonourable boy!
That lie shall lie so heavy on my sword,
Fitz. How fondly dost thou spur a forward horse!
If I dare eat, or drink, or breathe, or live,
Aum. Some honest Christian trust me with a gage,
Eoling. These differences shall all rest under gage, Till Norforlk be repeal'd: repeal'd he shall be, And, though mine enemy, restor'd again To all his land and signories; when he's return'd, Against Aumerle we will enforce his trial.
Car. That honourable day shall ne'er be seen.— Many a time hath banish'd Norfolk fought For Jesu Christ; in glorious Christian field Streaming the ensign of the Christian cross, Against black pagans, Turks, and Saracens: And, toil'd with works of war, retir'd himself To Italy; and there, at Venice, gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long.
Baling. Why, bishop, is Norfolk dead?
Car. As sure as I live, my lord.
Holing. Sweet peace conduct his sweet soul to the
Of good old Abraham !—Lords appellants,
Enter Yonic, attended.
York. Great duke of Lancaster, I come to thee From plume-pluck'd Richard; who with willing soul Adopts thee heir, and his high scepter yields To the possession of thy royal hand: Ascend his throne, descending now from him,— And long live Henry, of that name the fourth!
Eoling. In God's name, I'll ascend the regal throne.
Car. Marry, God forbid !—