Richard II - Ian McKellen - Timothy West - 1971 - Remastered - 4K

[Music] thank you in the spring of the Year 1398 King Richard sent unto Thomas mowbray Duke of Norfolk to make a way secretly the Duke of plaster Uncle to the king for he had opened this fake diverse hard words against the king and Kingdom whereupon Thomas Murray took ship unto the Duke at Calais and there in the lodging called the princess Inn mowbray caused feather beds to be cast upon the Duke and as some right he strangled him with towels who's there no red hi my Lord [Music] [Music] [Music] thank you [Music] tomorrow [Music] foreign Lancaster according to thy oath and bond brought hither Henry hair for thy Bow's son here to make good the boisterous late appeal which then our Leisure would not let us hear against the Duke of Norfolk Thomas More I have money show me moreover has sounded him if he appealed the Duke on Ancient mammals or worthily as a good subject should on some known ground of treachery in him as near as I could assist him on this argument as some apparents danger seen in him in the Johannes no inveterate malice then call them to our presence face to face and running brow to bra ourselves we'll hear the accuser and the accused freely speak High stomach are they both and full of eye in Rage deaf as the sea yesterday as far [Music] many years of happy days before my gracious Sovereign my most loving leech each day is still better at this happiness until the heavens ending Earths could have had an immortal title to your crown we thank you both get one but flatters us as well appears by the cause you come Limited accuse each other of high treason cousin of Hereford what does that object against the Duke of Norfolk Thomas murbury first heaven with a record to my speech in the devotion of a subject's love tendering the precious safety of my prince Kamaya pillan to this princely presence now Thomas mobrado I turn to thee and Mark my greeting well that was a traitor and a miscreant too good to be so and too bad to live once more the more to aggravate the note with a foul traitor's name stuff I thy throat and wish so please my sovereign air I move what my tongue speaks my right drawn sword may prove not my cold words here accuse my Zeal the blood is hot that must be cool for this setting aside his high blood's royalty and let him be no Kinsman to my liege I do defy him and I spit at him call him a slanderous coward and a villain in time that this defend my loyalty by all my hopes most falseed of the life hail trembling coward then I throw my gauge disclaiming here the Kindred of the king which fear not reverence makes thee to accept if guilty dread have left thee so much strength as to take up mine on his porn then stoop my take it up and by my sword I swear I'll answer thee in any third degree or chivalrous design of nightly trial and when I mount alive may I not light if I be traitor or unjustly fight what should our cousin ladum over his charge it must be great which could inherit us so much as of a thought of ill in him look what I speak my life shall prove it true that all the treasons for these 18 years come plotted and contrived in this land fit from false mowbray their first Hidden Spring further I say and further will maintain upon his bad life to make all this good that he did plop the Duke of gloucester's death how high I pitch his resolution saws Thomas of Norfolk what says Thou to this who let my sovereigner of his blood how God and good men hate so foul a liar membrane Impossible on our eyes and ears where he my brother may my kingdoms Heir as he is but my father's brother's son now by my scepters or I make a voweliness to our sacred blood should nothing privilege him nor partialize the unstooping firmness of my upright so he is our subject cobra then Bollingbrook as lowest thy heart through the false passage of thy throat thou lightest are gloucester's death by slew him not but to my own disgrace neglected my sworn Beauty in that case this is my fault as for the rest appealed it is used from the ranker of a villain a Requiem and most degenerate traitor which in myself I boldly will defend and interchangeably hurl down my gauge in his sweater most heartily I pray your highness to a sign up child day Ross Kindle gentlemen be ruled by me let's Purge this collar without letting blood this be prescribed the no physician deep malice makes too deep incision forget forgive conclude and be agreed our doctors say this is no month to bleed good and cool let this end where it began we'll calm the Duke of Norfolk you your son to be a make peace shall become my age throw down my son the juvenile novice obedience there is no books myself I throw [ __ ] sovereign I am disgraced impeached and baffled here Pierce to the soul with slander's Venom spear the which no bomb control but his hard blood which breed this poison rage must be withstood give me his gauge Lions make leopards ten yeah but not change his spots take with my shame and I resign my gauge my dear dear Lord appeared his treasure mortal towns are for this spotless reputation that way then about yielded low more Painted Clay my honor is my life both growing one take honor from me and my life is done then dear my liege my own honor let me try and that I live and forth that will I die because in so up your Gage do you begin God defend myself from such deep sin shall I seem Christ for him in my father's sight yeah my tongue shall wound mine honor with such feeble wrong my teeth shall tear the slavish motive of repent in fear and spitted bleeding in his high disgrace where ashamed of Harbor even in moberly's face we were not born to sue but to command which since we cannot do to make you friends be ready as your lives shall answer it at Coventry upon Saint Lambert's day there's all your swords and Lancers arbitrate the swelling difference of your settled hate since we cannot Antonio we shall see Justice design the Victor chivalry Lord martial be ready to direct these home alarms [Music] thank you [Music] unless that part of me and lost this blood that more solicit made in your ex claims to stir Against The Butchers of his life but since correction lies in those hands that may default which we cannot correct because we are quarrels in the will of Heaven who when they see the others right from Earth where Rain heart conventions and offenders heads finds Brotherhood in the inner sharp a spur half love in thy old blood no living fire Edward's seven sons wear off thyself had one whereas seven branches springing from one root some of those seven are dried by Nature's course some of those branches by the destiny is cut but Thomas my dear Lord my life my Gloucester one flourishing branch of that most Royal root is hats down and his Summer Leaves all faded My Endless hand and murdered Gods is the quarrel for God to substitute his Deputy anointed in his sight have caused his death Heaven Revenge for I will never lift an angry arm against his Minister well then alas may I complained myself to God why then I will oh sit my husband's wrong with on House of spear that it may interprecha by his breasts sister farewell I must to do Coventry as much good stay with thee as go with me [Music] yeah it's one word more grief down this where it falls not with the empty hollowness but wait I take my leave before I have begun for sorrow ends not when its theme is done there's the lips there's a little hands and die the last Leaf of thee takes my weeping eye please [Music] hahaha demand Le'Veon the champion the cause of his arrival here in arms ask him his name and orderly proceeds to swear him in the Justice of his cause in God's name in The King say who Thou Art and why that comes thus Nike clearing arms speak truly on thy night under thy oath and so defend thee heaven and thy Valor my name is Thomas mowbray Duke of Norfolk who here become engaged by my oath both to defend my loyalty and Truth to God my king and my succeeding is you against the Duke of heifer that appeals me and as I truly fight defend me heaven I shall ask come the knight in arms but who he is and why he cometh hither that's plated and HEB Elements of War what is her name and wherefore comes down here before King Richard in his royalists against who cometh thou and what's thy quarrel speak like a true Knight so defend thee Heaven Honey Of Heaven Lancaster and Darby Am I who already here to stand in arms to prove by God's grace and my body's Valor enlists on Thomas mowbray Duke of Norfolk that he is a traitor foul and dangerous to God Of Heaven King Richard and to me and as I truly fight defend me heaven on pain of death no person be so bold or daring Hardy is to touch the lists except the martial and such officers appointed to direct despair designs Marshall let me kiss my sovereign's hand and bow the knee before his majesty for mobray and myself are like two men that vow a long and weary pilgrimage then let us take a ceremonious leave and loving farewell of our several friends the appearance in all Duty greets your highness and craves to kiss your hand and take his leave we will descend and fold him in our arms [Applause] Farewell My Blood which if today thou shed laments we may but not Revenge thee dead oh let no Nobel eye profanity here for me as I be God with Mobridge spear by loving Lord I take my leave of you of you my Noble cousin Lord Elmo oh thou the Earthly author of my blood and proof under mine armor with thy prayers and with thy blessings steal my Lance's point that it may enter mobre's wax and coat and Furbish knew the name of John agons even in the Lost behavior of his son God in thy good cause make thee prosperous be Swift like lightning in the execution and that thy blows doubly redoubles fall like amazing Thunder on The Cask of thy adverse pernicious enemy Rouse up the youthful God be Valiant and live their lives or dies true to King Richard's Throne a loyal just and upright gentleman most Mighty liege and my companion peers take from my mouth the wish of happy years as gentle and as jockanders to just go out of fight truth have a quiet breast say well my Lord securely I Aspire virtue with Valor captured Nana order the trial muscle and begin [Music] siren trumpets and set forward competence thank you [Music] stay the King has built his water down let them lay by their helmets from their Spears and Boots return back to their chairs again withdraw with us and let the trumpet sound till we return these dupes what we decree [Music] thank you for the dark kingdoms Earth should not be soiled with that dear blood which it has fostered and for our eyes to hate the dire respect of civil wounds plowed up with neighbors sword therefore we banish you our territories your cousin have for the contain of Life till twice five Summers have enriched our Fields shall not regret Our Fair dominions but tread The Stranger Paths of banishment your will be done this must my comfort be the Sun that warms you here shall shine on me and those his golden beams to you here Lent shall point on me and killed my punishment for the remains a heavier Doom which I would summon willingness pronounce the Hopeless word of never to return breathe eye against the upon pain of life the heavy sentence and all unlooked for from your highness mouth is to be cast forth in the common air have I deserve it at your high in his hands language I have learned is 40 years my native English now I must forego and now my tongues uses to me no more than an unstringured vial or a harp within my mouth you have been jailed my tongue doubly pot Colors by my teeth and lips I'm feeling better ignorances make my Jailer to attend on me I am too old to phone upon a nurse 2000 years to be a pupil now what is my sentence them but speechless death which robs my tongue of breathing Nature's breath it coached enough to be compassionate after our sentence planing comes too late unless I turned it from my country's light to live in solemn shades of endless nights return again and take a note with thee lay on our Royal sword your banished hands never shall so hope your truth and God contrive or plot or compost any ear against us our state our subjects or our lives I swear and I forgive all this so fair as to mine enemy by this time had the king permitted us one of our souls had wandered in the air banished this frails of Poker of our flesh as now our flesh is banished from this land since thou Hast father go bear not along the clogging burden of a guilty soul no falling Brook If Ever I would say that my name be blotted from the book of life and I from Heaven banished us from hence but what Thou Art God thou and I do know and all too soon I fear the king shall rule they were my leash now no way can I Stray save back to England all the world's my way I'm cool even in the glasses of our eyes I see thy grieving heart by sad aspect have from the number of his banished years plucked four away six Frozen Winters Spence return with welcome home from banishment [Applause] how long a Time lies in one little word four lagging Winters and four wanton Springs end in a word such is the breath of Kings I thank my leads that in regard of me shortens four years of my son's Exile but little Advantage shall I reap thereby forever six years that he has to spend can change their moons or bring their times about my inch of taper will be burnt and done and blindfold death but you gave leave to my unwilling tongue against my will to do myself this wrong as in farewell and Uncle bit himself six years we banish him and he shall go foreign [Music] what presence was not know from where you do remain let pay part sure my Lord no leave take eye but I shall ride as far as land will let me by your side foreign words that thou returns no greetings to thy friends I have too few to take my leave of you what are six Winters they're quickly gone to men in Joy but grief makes one hour ten we'll call it a travel that thou takes for pleasure my heart will sigh when I miscall it so which finds it an enforce it pilgrimage the Sullen passage of thy weary steps esteemer's foil wherein Thou Art to set the precious Jewel of thy home return every tedious stride I make will but remember me what a deal of world I Wander from those jewels that I love all places of the eye of Heaven visits out of a wise man ports and happy Havens honor another king exiled thee or suppose devouring pestilence hangs in our air and thou art flying to some fresher climb oh look what thy Soul holds dearly imaginative lie that way thou goests not Queens who comes suppose the singing Birds musicians the grass where I'm now dressed the presence screwed the flowers Fair ladies and thy steps no more than a delightful measure for now you sorrow have less power to bite the man that mocks at it and sets its life oh who can hold a fire in his hand by thinking on the Frosted Caucasus or clawing the hungry age of appetite by their imagination of a feast or wallow naked in December snow by thinking on fantastic Summer's Heat oh no the apprehension of a good gives mother greater feeling for the worse those sorrow's tooth does never wrinkle more than when he bites but Lance if not the soul Alberti on thy way had I thy Youth and cause I would not stay in England's ground farewell sweet soil a deal my mother and my nurse that bears me yet wherever I wonder most of this I can now banished yet a true born English man [Music] [Applause] [Music] we did observe [Music] how far brought you high hefford on his way I brought High effort if you call him sober to the next Highway and that I left him what said our cousin when you parted with him farewell Maddie what the word farewell have lengthened hours and added years to his short vanishment he should have had a volume of farewells but since it would not he had none from me he is our cousin cousin a cell phone bushy [ __ ] here and the green observed his courtship to the common people and he didn't seemed to dive into their hearts with humble and familiar criticism throw away on slaves moving poor Craftsmen with the craft of smiles and patient underbearing of his fortune off goes his bonnets to an oyster went a place of dream and be God speeding well and had the tribute of his Supple knee and thanks my countrymen my loving friends and he asked subject's next degree and Hope well he is gone and with him go these thoughts now for the rebels which stand out in Ireland expedient manage must be made my liege a further Leisure yield them further means for their advantage and your highness loss we fill ourselves in person to this war and pull our coffers with two greats a court and liberals yes are grown some of Lights we are enforced to farm the Royal realm the revenue is well optional furnish us for our Affairs in hand if that comes short our substitutes at home shall have blank chapters where to when they shall know what men are rich they shall subscribe them for large sums of gold and send them after to supply our wants for we will make for Island instantly [Music] with a sick my Lord suddenly taken and has sent post haste to and treat your majesty to visit him I put it guards in the physician's Minds to help him to his grave immediately the lining of his coffers will make coats to death our soldiers for these eyes Wars come Gentlemen let's all go visit him thank God we made a taste and come too late [Music] will the king come that I may breathe my last in wholesome Council to his unstage you fix not thyself nor strive not with thy breath for all in vain comes cancel to his ear but they say the tongues of dying men enforce attention like deep Harmony so Richard my life's Council would not hear my deaths said tell me yet and death is here no it was stuffed with other flattering sounds as phrases of whose taste the unwise are found lascivious meters to whose Venom sound the opener of Youth does always listen direct not him whose way himself will choose his breaths are relaxed and that breath will thou lose who thinks I am a prophet new inspired and thus expiring to foretell of him his rash fears blaze of Riot cannot last for violent virus soon burn out themselves small showers last long yet sudden storms are short he tires be times and Spurs too fast many times with eager feeding food Deathstroke the feeder a light vanity insatiot Cormorant consuming means soon praise upon itself this Royal Throne of Kings this settled aisle this Earth of majesty this seat of Mars this other Eden demi-paradise this fourthness built by nature for herself against infection and the Hand of War this happy breed of men this little world precious stone set in the silver sea which serves it in the office of a wall or as a moat defensive to a house against the Envy of less happier lands this blessed plot this Earth this realm this is England this nurse this teeming womb of royal kings feared by their breed and Famous by their birth renowned for their deeds as far from home for Christian service and true chivalry as is the sepulcha and stubborn jewelry of the world's Ransom blessed marriage son this land of such cheers dear land dear for a reputation through the world is now East out Farm England bounding with a triumphant sea whose Rocky Shore beats back the end of your siege of water in Neptune is now bonding with Fame winky boots letting them and that was once to conquer others has made a shameful conquest of its health [Music] who with the scandal of Anish with my life how happy then were my ensuing death Kings come deal mildly with his youth Professor Noble Uncle Lancaster what Comforts man Harvest with ancient gods oh how that name if it's my composition old goals indeed and called him being old for sleeping England long time have I watched watching please leanness leanness is all God can sick man play so nicely with their names misery mix port to mock itself since now the seek to kill my name in me I mocked my name a great king to flatter these should dying men flatter with those that live no no man living flatter those that die though now dying says are flatterist me Polo thou direst the oil the sicker being I'm in health I breathe and see thee ill now he that made me knows I see thee is thy deathbed is no lesser than the land in which thy liest and reputation sick thou do careless patients that thou art commits thy anointed body through the Cure of those Physicians of the first holy who had thy grandchild prophets I seen how his son's son should destroy his sons from Force I hate they would have laid of my shame deposing thee before Thou Art Forest which I was possessed now could oppose thyself who I nephew were the regions of the world it was a shame to let this land by Leith landlord of England are now not King thy state the law is born saved to the Lord privilege test with thy Frozen admonition make perhaps sitting the Royal Blood with Fury from his native residence Now by my secret Royal Majesty but now brother took it inward son this tongue that runs so rambly in thy head should run thy head from I am never answered us all that I am his father Edward son that planned already like the Pelican has now tapped out and drunkenly coral housed my brother Blaster playing well-meaning soil whom there befall in Heaven Must episodes may be a president and wouldn't escort power respects not filling Edward black no shame That Dying of Shame with thee these words hereafter all right tormentors be you couldn't blame me to my bed then to my grave love they who live that love and honor have and let them die that age and sullens have for breakfast there and Blitz become the grave I do beseech your majesty impute his words to Wayward sickness and age in him he loves you on my life and holds you dear as how did you prepare for who are he here right you said true as hereford's love so his as theirs so mine and all be as it is oh God commence into your majesty what city May nothing or to say his tongue is now a stringless instrument words life and all Old Lancaster had spent the rightest fruit has spoils and so does he his time is spent our pilgrimage must be so much for that Wars we must supplant those rough rug-headed kernels and for these great Affairs to ask Sam charge towards our assistance we received to ask the coins movables and revenues could stand possessed how long shall I be patient uh how long shall tender Duty make me suffer wrong Augustus death nor have its banishment that contributes nor England's private wrongs have ever made me sour my patient cheek or bend one wrinkle on my sovereign I am the last of noble Edward's Sons of whom thy father Prince of Wales was first his face Harvest or even so looked he accomplished with a number of thy Arts but when he frowned it was against the French and not against his friends his noble-handed win what he did spend and spent not that that his triumphant fathers handed one his hand was guilty of no Kindred blood but bloody were the enemies together York is too far gone with grief or else he never would compare between my uncle what's tonight oh mileage pardon me if you please if not I pleased not to be pardoned and content with all seek you to seize and gripe into your hands the royalties and writer banished heaven [Music] does not have her to live take efforts rights away and take from time his Charters and his customary rights but not tomorrow then it's you today be not thyself King but by Fair sequence and succession our full God forbid I speak true if you do wrong places right look a thousand dangers on your head you lose a thousand well-disposed hearts and prick my tender patients to those thoughts that honor and Allegiance cannot think what you will we season to our hands his plate his Goods his money and his Lambs I'll not be by the wild erness it really has to see this business tomorrow we will for Ireland and his time I travel and we create an absence of ourselves our uncle York lord governor of England for he is just and always loved as well oh come on now quick but tomorrow must be partly Mary for that tiger stays shorts [Music] hello [Music] the Duke of Lancaster is dead I'm living too and now his son is Duke early entitled or in revenues richly in both his Justice had her right my heart is great but I must break the silence and it be disburdened with a liberal tongue they speak their mind and they didn't they speak more that speaks thy words again to do the heart tends that thou would speak to the Duke of effort it'll be so out with it boldly man quickest towards him now good at all that I could do for him Anderson call it good to pity him the Wrath and gelded of his patronum oh God to shame such wrongs are born in him a royal Prince and many more of noble blood in his declining land the king is not himself but this led by flatterers and what they will inform million hate against any of us all that will the king severely prosecute against us our lives our children and our ears came bankrupt like a Broken Man approach and disillusion hangeth over him he has got money for these Irish Wars his pertiness taxation is notwithstanding and by the robbing of the vanished Noble Kinsmen vs degenerate King get lost we hear this fearful Tempest seeing that seek no shelter to avoid the storm see the very rack that we must suffer and unavoid this the danger now for suffering so the causes of Iraq so even through the otherwise of death I spy life appearing but I didn't say how near the tidings of our company hey let us share thy thoughts just out of stars confident to speak Northumberland and throughout but thyself therefore be bold in this I have from Laporte Blanca day in Britain received intelligence at Heritage of Hereford with eight tall ships three thousand men of Wars making either with all due experience and shortly means to touch our Northern Shore if then we shall shake off our slavish yoke impart our drooping countries broken wing redeemed from broken poor that blemished Crown wipe off the dust which hides our centers out and make how a Majesty look like itself away with me and post a raven spur train to do so and be secret and myself will go to horse to horse and stats to them at fear hold out my horse and I will first [Music] thank you your match is just too much sand promised when you pass it with the King to lay aside life harming heaviness and entertain a cheerful disposition to please the king I did to kiss myself I cannot do it tiny little Causeway I should welcome such a guest is green safe bidding farewell to so sweet I guess does my sweet richest gracious cream more than o Lord's departure we've not war is not seen or if it be it is with false Solo's eye the four things true which things imaginary it may be so funny yet but inward Soul persuades me it is otherwise God says I hope the king is not yet shipped for Ireland why put us now hope he's not here the banished Bowling Brook repeals himself and with uplifted arms his safe arrived with ravensburg oh God in the heaven for being I'm adamant is too true and what is worse the Lord Northumberland his son young Henry percier the Lords of Ross Beaumont and Willoughby with all their powerful friends are fled to him why have you not proclaimed Northumberland and all the rest of the revolted faction traitors we have Worcester have broke his staff resigned his stewardship and all the household servants fled with him to Bollywood despair not madam shall hinder me I will Despair and be an enmity with cousin in Hope he's a flatterer a parasite I keep a back of death who gently would dissolve the bands of Life which false oh lingers in extremity full of careful businesses are for God's sakes speak comfortable words should I do so I should be lie my thoughts comfort in heaven and we are on the Earth where nothing lives but crosses cares and grief your husband he has gone to save part of whilst others come to make him lose at home till my left one to prop his land weak with AIDS cannot support myself now comes the sikhara that his serpent made thou will he try the friends that flattered him my lord your son was gone before I came all right so go off which way it will oh my Lord I had forgot to tell your lordship today as I came by I called it there but I shall greet you to report the rest for this now an hour before I came The Duchess died was it tide of Rose comes rushing on this woeful land at once I don't know what to do cut off my head with my brothers what should we do for money for these wars come sister no cousin of secret party go fellow get the home prepare some cots and bring away the armor that is there gentlemen will you go Master memes if I knew how I would try to order these Affairs thus trust disorderly into my hands never believe me [Music] one is my sovereign whom the King has wronged who conscience in my Kindred bids to write some what we must do some cousin I'll dispose of you gentlemen Go Master up your men and meet me presently uh Buckley all is uneven and everything is left at six and seven for us to Levy power proportionable to the enemy is all impossible now for Refuge straight to Bristol Castle the Earl of Wiltshire is already there will I with you for little office the hateful Commons will perform for us is it like curse to tear us all to pieces but you'll go along with us no I go to Ireland to his majesty farewell if Hearts procedures be not vain we three here apart that near shall meet again that says York thrives for Duke the task he undertakes his number in sand and drinking oceans dry well one on his side fights thousands will fly very well as once once for all and ever meet again never [Music] mind [Music] I'm a stranger these high wild Hills and rough uneven ways draws out our miles in a mix of Wheels making the hardware sweetenedic table the far less value is my company than your good works here which is why some young hairy person said for my brother Worcester whatsoever I had thought my Lord to have learned yourself of you or is he not with a queen no my good Lord he's took the court broken his stuff of off isn't this personal household of the king what was this reason he was not serious old when last we spoke together because your lordship was proclaiming traitor I think my Lord's got a raven's spur to offer service to the Duke of earphones have you forgotten oh no my good Lord for that he's not forgot which net I did remember to my knowledge and every meal active look upon him and learn to know him now this is the Duke gracious Lord you my service such as it is being tender Roar and young which on the dates are ripened and confirmed about approving service and deserve I thank the general person and be sure I count myself in nothing more so happier than a soul remembering my good friends how far is it to Barclays the Edward stir keeps good old York there with his Men of War oh there stands the castle by untouched of trees manned with 300 men as I have heard [Music] Here Comes bloody Whispering body residence welcome my lords I watch your love pursues a banished traitor for my treasure is yet but unfair thanks which more enriched shall be your love and Labor's recompense your presence makes us richness Noble law um which to my infant Fortune come to you stands for my bounty but who comes here my Noble uncle show me thy Humble Hearts heart false my gracious Grace me no Grace not uncoming no uncles I am no traitor's uncle and that word grace in an ungracious mountains but profane why have these banished and forbidden legs dead wants to touch a dust of England's ground because the anointed king is tense my Foolish Boy the king is Left Behind and in my loyal bosom lies his power when I put another lot of such hot youth as when great gaunt my father and myself rescued the black prince that young Mars of men from out the ranks of many thousand friends well then how quickly would this arm of mine now prisoner to the policy chastise the administer correction to thy fault thought a banished man and here I come before the expiration of thy time in braving arms against thy suffering as I was banished I was banished Hereford but as I come I come for Lancaster a noble Uncle I beseech Your Grace look on my wrongs with an indifferent eye you are my father for me thinks in you I see you gone to life [Music] oh then my father will you permit that I shall stand condemned a Wandering Vagabond all my rights and royalties pluck from my arms by force and given away to upstart unthrift wherefore was I born is that my cousin King be king in England it must be granted I am Duke of Lancaster you have a son omo my Noble cousin had you first died and he been thus trapped down he should have found his uncle gone to father what would you have me do and the subject tonight challenge law attorneys are denied me and therefore personally I lay my claim to my inheritance of free descent The Noble Duke has been too much abused it stands Your Grace upon to him right Space men by his endowments are made great my lords of England let me tell you this and that feeling of my cousin's wrongs and labored all I could to do him right in this kind of engraving arms be his own Carver and cut out his way to find out right went wrong it may not be and you the door bit him in this kind cherished rebellion and our Rebels all and Noble Duke of swan is coming his butt for his own and for the right of that we all have strongly sworn to give him Aid let him there see joy that breaks that oath [Music] um well I see the issue of these arms I cannot mend it I must need to confess because my power is weak and all ill lived but if I could by him that gave me life I would attach you all and make you stupid for The Sovereign mercy of your king but since I cannot be it known unto you I do remain as Nuka [Music] well unless you pleased to enter in this castle and they repose for this night and after uncle that we will accept but we must win your grace to go with us to Bristow Castle which they say is held by bushy bhagat and their compasses the caterpillars of the Commonwealth which I have sworn to weaned and pluck away maybe I will go with you yes I'll pause for I am lost to break our country's walls [Music] it's not friendly to me welcome [Music] things past redress are now with me I don't have Salisbury we've stayed 10 days and hardly kept our countrymen together and yet we hear no Tidings from the King therefore we will disperse ourselves that will stay at another day thou trustee Welshman the king reposeth all his confidence in these all the king is dead the real estate the bay in trees in our country are all with it and the meteors foreign Kings farewell our countrymen are gone and fled as well assured Richard their king is dead okay ah Richard the eyes of heavy mind I see thy Glory like a shooting star fall to the base Earth from the filament by sun sets weeping in the lowly West witnessing storms to come whirl and unrest thy friends are fled to wait upon thy foes and acrossly to thy good all Fortune goes [Music] my good Lord I'll put your grace there and after you're late tossing on the breaking scenes leaves must I like it well I weep for joy stand up on my kingdom once again I just salute thee with my hand the rebels wounds they were their horses hoes there's a long-hearted mother with her child placed humbly with their tears and smiles in music so whipped cream smiling resizing my eyes and do their favors with my Royal hands feed not their sovereign upon my sufferings enemies Mark knobs my senseless conjuration Lord this Earth shall have a feeling and these Stones prove armored soldiers air her native Kings shall fought her and of our rebellion's arms fear not my Lord that pilot made you King has power to keep you King in spite of all the means that heaven yield must be embraced and not neglected as If Heaven wanted we will not Heavens offer we refuse the prophet means of sucker and repressive means my all that we are to remiss whilst Bolingbrook through our security grows strong and great in substance and in power discomfortable bless them that when the searching Eye Of Heaven is hid behind the globe and lights the lower worlds then thieves and robbers range abroad unseen in murders and it outrage boldly here that went from under this terrestrial wall he fires the proud tops of the eastern pines and dots his lights through every guilty hole then murders treasons and detested sins the cloak of Might being plucked from off their backs stand there and naked trembling at themselves so in this speech this traitor Bolling Brook all this while has reveled in the nights whilst we were wandering with the antipodes shall see us rising and are thrown the East his treasons will sit blushing in his face not able to endure the sight of the air but suffer frightened to more let his sin but all the water in the rough roof sea can wash the bomb from an anointed king the breaths of worldly men cannot depose the deputy elected by the Lord for every man that Molly Brook has best to let true steal against my golden crime gods for his richer haths in Heavenly player glorious injury then if angels fight weak Men Must Fall for heaven still guards the right welcome my Lord how butterflies your power no near no father of my gracious Lord than this weak arm discomfort guides my tongue and bids me speak of nothing but despair one day too late I fear me Noble Lord hath clouded all thy Happy Days on Earth or call back yesterday but time return and thou shalt have twelve thousand fighting men for all of us been hearing that we're dead are gone to Bowling Brook dispersed or fled Comfort mileage while I look shortly foreign [Music] [Music] [Music] a punished subject strikes at thy great Glory to the ground ing are we going high high with our thoughts I know my uncle your kept part enough to serve our turn more health and happiness be tied my leash than can my care tune tongue deliver him but yeah it's open to my heart prepared the worst is worldly lost arkhamstan for say is my kingdom lost what was my care and what loss is it to be rid of care strives Bolling Brook to be as great as we greater he shall not be if he serve God we'll serve him too and be his color so revolves our subjects that we cannot mend they break their faith to God as well as us cry world destruction ruin and Decay the worst is death and death will have his death am I that your highness is so armed to Bear the tidings of calamity like an unseasonable stormy day which makes the silver Rivers drown their shores as if the world were all dissolved to tears so high above his limits swells The Rage of Bowling Brook covering your fearful land with hard bright steel and hearts harder than steel white spirits of arm they're thin and hairless Scouts against thy Majesty boys with women's voices strive to speak big and clap their female joints and stiff and wheel the arms against thy Crown both young and old rebel and all goes worse than I have power to attest where is the elephant [ __ ] become a [ __ ] but it's green but they have let the dangerous enemy measure our conflict with such peaceful steps if we Prevail the head shall pay for this that they made with them indeed and Redemption dogs these silly ones are formed on any man snakes in my heart blood warm that stick my heart terrible helmet War upon us but it's so spots again uncursed their souls their pieces made with heads are not with hands Those whom you curse I felt the worst of deaths destroying wound and lie full low graved in the hollow ground is bushy green on the Isle of Witcher dead High all of them at Bristol lost their heads where is the Duke my father with his power of comfort them and speak let's talk of graves of worms and epitaphs make dust a paper and with rainy eyes right sobler on the bosom of the earth let's choose executors and talk of Wills and yet it's not so for what can we bequeathed save our deposits bodies to the ground thou lands our lives and all are bubbling Brooks and nothing can be called our own but death then that small model of the baroness that serves us paste and cover two albums because they could sit upon the ground and tell sad stories of the death of Kings are some have been deposed some slain in Wars some halted by the ghosts they have deposed some Poison by their wives some speaking killed all matters So within the hollow crown that runs the Mortal temples of a king to death other than that the Antics it's scoffing coffee date and grinning at his pump allowing him a breath Monarch eyes be feared and killed with looks infusing him with help and vain conceit as if this flesh that was about our life were brass impregnable and humid thus comes at the last and with a little pin blows through his castle and farewell King cover your head and mock not flesh and blood with solemn reverence though I respect tradition I live with bread like you feel once tastes grief needs friends subject that's how could you say to me I am a king my Lord wise manner sit and dwell their woes fear and be slain no worse can come to fight my father have a power inquire of him and learn to make a body of a limb I'm calling book I come to change blows with the Quran Doom an easy task it is doing our own eyes my uncle with his power spit Street clear man although thy looks very sad your uncle yok is joined with Bolling Brook and all your Northern castles yielded up and all your Southern gentlemen in arms upon his party I said enough that's sweet when I was into despair let's say you know what Comfort have we now by Heaven Everlasting me the [ __ ] may be of comfort anymore don't you fence Castle there I'll find away a king was slaves and kingly were obey that power I have discharged let them hear the lamb that have some hope to grow or I have none let me speak again to also this book council is back then my least one word he does me double wrongs discharge my followers let them hence away from Richard's nights to bowling Brooks so that by this intelligence we learn the Welshman are dispersed and Salisbury is going to meet the king who lately landed with some few private friends upon this Coast the news is very fair and good my Lord Richard not far from hence of hit his head it would be seen the Lord Northumberland to say King written Alexa heavy day when such a sacred King shall hide his head your grace mistakes only to be brief left out his title out the time has been would you have been so brief with him he would have been so brief with you to shorten you for taking so the head your whole head's lying mistake not Uncle further than you should take not good cousin further than you should lest you mistake the heavens are on our heads I Know It uncle and oppose not myself against their will but who comes here thy entrance contains now King I guess my good lordy duck container King King Richard lies within the limits of your lime and stone and with him the Lord O meru Lord sold me Sir William bagget and the clergy when the Holy reverence who I cannot learn I like it is the bishop of Carlisle Noble Lord go to the road ribs of that ancient castle through Brazen trumpet send the breath of parley into his ruined he is and thus deliver Henry Bolingbrook on both his knees Duff kiss King Richard's hand and sends Allegiance and true faith of heart to his most loyal person Heather come even at his feet to lay my arms and Power provided that my banishment repealed and lands restored again be freely granted if not I use the advantage of my power and lay The Summer's dust with showers of blood rain from the wounds of slaughtered Englishman the witch how far are from the mind of Bolling Brook it is such Crimson Tempest should be drenched the fresh green lap of fair King Richard's land by stooping Duty tenderly shall show go signify as much he thinks King Richard and myself should meet with no less Terror than the elements of fire and water when their thundering shock at meeting tears the Cloudy cheeks of Heaven be the fire I'll be the yielding water the rage be his whilst on the earth I reign my Waters on the Earth and not on him [Music] CC King Richard Duff himself appear as death the blushing discontented Sun from out the fiery portal of the East when he perceives the envious clouds are bent to dim his glory and to stain the track of his bright passage to the occident it looks like a king who holds his eyes bright as is the Eagle's Lightning's forth controlling Majesty the back of that for world that any harm should stain so fair to show we are amazed and thus long have we stood to watch the fearful bending of thy knee because we thought ourselves by a lawful King and if we be had their thy joints forget to pay the awful duty to our presence if we've been up show us the hand that has dismissed us from our stewardship for well we know no hand of Blood and Bone can gripe the sacred hand rule of our scepter unless he do profend steel or use up thank you and that you think that all as you have done have torn their souls by turning them from us and we are Barren and bereft of friends yet no my master god omnipotent is mustering in his clouds of pestilence and they shall strike your children get unborn and begotten with your vassal hands against my head and fed the glory of my precious crime tell Bolling book for your only thinks he stands at every stride he makes up on my land is dangerous treason he has come to open the purple Testament of leading War but air the crown he looks all live in feast ten thousand pounds of Mother's Son shall it will become the flower of England's face change the complexion of her nade pale peace to Scarlet's indignation faithful English blood the king of heaven forbid our Lord the king should sow with civil and uncivil arms be rushed upon Christ's Noble cousin Harry Bowling Brook does humbly kiss thy hand and by The Honorable tomb he swear that stands upon your Royal Grand size bones he's coming here that had no further scope than for his lineal royalties and for bacon Francis intermediate at thy name which on my Royal party granted once he's clipping arms he will come into rust his garbage seeds to stables and his heart to faithful service of your majesty he swears he as he is a prince is just am I a gentleman I created him northumberlands say thus the king returns his Noble cousin is the right welcome hither and all the number of his fair demands shall be accomplished without contradiction with all the gracious utterance that has speak to his gentle hearing kind commends we do the base ourselves doesn't do enough to look so poorly and to speak so fair we call back Northumberland dancing defiant strawberries back with gentle words till time went friends and Friends their helpful songs better this time of mind that like the symptoms of dread vanishment on non-proud men should take it off again with words they were as great as it is not that I could forget what I have been or not remember what I must have been heard I'll give you this scope to beat since foes have scoped to beat both Z and the king shall do it must he be deposed the Kings will be contented must he lose the name of King a God's name let it go I'll give my Jewels for a set of bees a gorgeous pandas foreign you just would my setup for the Palmer's walking stuff my subjects for a pair of carved since and my large Kingdom for a little grave of the cook the cup of bread and obscure oh I'll be buried in the King's Highway some way of common trade where subjects fits my early Temple and their sovereign and maybe once why not open my head I don't know if you make profound whether you're despises tears are fairies and legs and lots to Summer Corner make a death industry voting land Possibly play The Wanted words and mix I'm pretty much with shitty cssed to drop them and to still upon one place that they have fretted us a pair of graves but then the Earth's and they're Inlet their lives tookins when their graves with with pink eyes but not the sales who were bless you I talk but I they and you laugh at me beasts Mighty fence says King Bolling Brook will his majesty give Richard leave to live till Return To Die you make a leg and Bolingbrook says I my Lord in the base Court he doesn't tend to speak with you made please you to come down [Music] um like blistering fail them foreign James the best course face courts where Kings grow best to come as traitors calls and do them dress in the best Court grandad the armed corpse donkey all right I'll switch oops what says is Majesty sorrow and grief of heart makes him speak fumbly like a frantic man yet he has come stand all apart and show Fair duty to his majesty [Music] my gracious Lord third person you depress your princely need to make the base Earth proud with kissing it we rather have my heart might feel your love than my unpleased eyes cussing up your heart is up I know that's high at least although your knee be loved my gracious Lord I come back for my own your own is yours and I am yours and all so far be mine my most redoubted Lord as my true service shall deserve your love well you deserve they will deserve to have that know the strongest and shortest way to get and cook give me your hands and they draw your eyes tears show their love but what their remedies I am too young to be your father so you are old enough to be my what you will have I'll give and willing to for do we must or force will have us do set on towards London Casino yay my good Lord then I must not say no [Music] [Music] what sport shall we devise here in this Garden to drive away the heavy thought of care Madam will play it both so make me think the world is full of robs and that my fortune runs against the bias neither will advance my legs can keep no measure and Delight when my poor heart no measure keeps in grief so therefore no doubt singers I love this boat tell Tales of Sorrow one of joy of either men loving either girl Scene It is Well that thou Hast calls but thou should please me better would still weep I could weep Madam would it do you good and I could see would weeping do me good and never borrow any tear of these [Music] okay [Music] let's see here come regardless let's step into the shadow of these trees pins they will talk of State for everyone that's so against the change whoa is for running with whoa [Music] apricots which like unruly children make their sires stupid oppression of their prodigal weight give some supportance for the bending twigs go though and like an executioner cut off the heads of two fast growing sprays that looked too lofty in our Commonwealth all must be even in our government you that employed I will go root away the noise of weeds which without prophets suck the soil's fertility from wholesome flowers why should we and the compass of a pale keep law and form and due proportion shown as in a model are a firm estate and our sea wallet Garden the old land Full Of Weeds the ferris flowers choked up the fruit tree is all unprooned for edges ruined the knots disordered and are all some herbs swarming with caterpillars all right please he that has suffered this disordered spring that null himself met with the fall of leaf the weeds which his broad spreading leaves did shelter but seemed in eating him to hold him up are plucked up root and all by bowling broke I mean the Earl of Wiltshire bushy green are they dead they are and Bolling Brook has seized the wasteful King oh what pity is it that he had not so trimmed and dressed his land as we this Garden had he done so himself had borne the crown which waste of idol hours hath quite thrown down what thank you then the king shall be deposed depressed he is already and deposed his doubt he will be letters came last night to a dear friend of the good Duke of Yorks that tell black tidings no both atoms like an essential dress this done oh that's thy Hearts rule tongues on this unpleasing news why does that say King Richard is the host say how came start by these ill tidings be so rich pardon me Madam little Joy have I to breathe this news yet what I say is true post you to London and you will find it so I speak no more than everyone does know goodness for telling me these news of whoa pray God the plant style grafts may never grow come ladies go to meet at London London's King in the world put was I born to this that my sad look should Grace the Triumph of great morning poor Queen so that thy State might be no worse I would my skill were subject to thy curse here did you hold a tear here in this place I'll set a bank of you sour herb of Greece Rue even for Ruth here shortly shall be seen in the remembrance of a weeping Queen Lancaster I come to thee from plume plucked Richard who with willing Soul adopts the air 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 in God's name I'll Ascend the Regal throne marry God forbid worst in this Royal presence may I speak yet best presuming me to speak with us what God does any in this Noble prisons were enough Noble to be upright judge of noble Richards then true no Bliss will teach him forbearance from so foula wrong what subject and give sentence on his King and who is here who is not Richard's subject thieves are not judged but they are vital here although a parent did be seen in them and shall the figure of God's Majesty his captains your Deputy elect anointed Crown implanted many years been judged by subject and inferior breasts and to himself not present oh for offended God that in a Christian climate Soldier finds what shows a heinous black obscene I speak for subjects and the subject speaks stood up by Godless boldly for his King my Lord of Heaven hear whom you call King is the foultry Church of proud hereford's King and if you ground him let me prophesy the blood of English shall manure the ground and future age has grown for this fun Act she'll go sleep with ducks and infidels and in the seat of peace to Mount Your swords shall King with kin and kind with kind confound disorder horror fear and mutually shall hearing habit and this land be called the field of Golgotha and dead men's job or if you raise this house against this house it share the worthless division prove that ever fell upon this curse of death prevented resistive let it not be so this child child's Children Cry against you whoa well have you asked me sir and for your Pains of capital treason we arrest you here my lord of Westminster here's your charge to keep him safely to his day of trial if it's either Richard that in common view he may surrender so shall we proceed without suspicion I will be his conduct like why am I sent me four to a King before I have shook off the legal thoughts where would I Reign I hardly ever learned to insinuate flatter bar and bend the league of solo leave a while to to me to this submission and yet I will remember the favors of these men where they're not mine but then I'll sometimes cry all hail to me so Judas did to Christ in 12 found truth in Robert one I in 12 000 no God Save the King oh no ma'am then am I both priests and Club well then amen God Save the King although I be not he and yet amen If Heaven to think of me to do what service am I sent for hither to do that office of thy own free will which tired Majesty did make the offer the resignation of thy State and crime to Henry Bolingbrook give me the Quran here cousin sees the Quran here cousin on the side my hand under that side yours now is this Golden Crown like a deep well that owns two buckets filling one another the empty are ever dancing in the air the other Dan and seen and full of water let back it down and full of tears am I drinking my griefs whilst you mount upon High I thought you had been willing to resign my crown I am but through my grief Salman you may my glories and my state depose but not my griefs still not my king of them part of your cares you'll give me with your crown your care set up do not pluck my cares down because I give I have without giving away pretend the Quran yet still with me this day are you contented to resign the crown right no no I who I was nothing big who are designed to the Mark me how I will undo myself I give this has it went from off my head and the sun will receptor from my hand the pride of kingless sway from out my heart with my known tears I wash away my barn with my known hands I give away my crown with mine untanged deny my sacred state with mine own breaths release Soul dutious Oaths or pump and Majesty I hear for sweat God pardon all elves that are broken to me God keep all those and broke our mates to thee long Mast thou live in Richards seek to sit and surely Richard in an earth God save King Henry and King's Richards eggs and sent him many years of sunshine days for 400 pounds no more but that you read these accusations and these Grievous crimes committed by your person and your followers against the state and prophet of Islam that by confessing them The Souls of men made in that you are worthily deferred yourself and must I revelize my weaved up policy gentle The Thunderman desire fences were upon record would it not shame thee in so fair truth to read a lecture of them article containing the deposing of a king marked with a plot damned in the book of Heaven may all of you that stand and look at me I still know this in the stuff beats myself there's some of you with Pilots lost your hands showing enough with the pity the Duke Pilots have hid and have admitted my style across and auto cannot wash away yourself my Lord dispatch read all these articles I cannot see back if I turn my eyes upon myself I find myself straight out with the rest for I have given him ourselves consent to undeck the pompous body of a king in a glory base and sovereignty a slave proud Majesty a subject states of person by law Lord and find out what's insulting man no name a tackle the disrespect like they have a day that I want some then he wins this afternoon I've got a name to come [Music] it's over a mockery king of snow standing before the son of Bolling book to note most so far away and water drops good King great king and yet not greatly good and if my name is Sterling yes in England let it command a mirror hear the strait that it may show me what a face I have since it is bankrupt of its Majesty go one of you unfair Looking Glass read all these people while a glass of caffeine that commenced me and I come to hell is it no more my Lord Northumberland the commons will not then be satisfied it'll be satisfied I'll read enough when I go see the very book indeed where all my sins are written that's flesh have give me the glasses no deeper wrinkles yeah that sort of struck so many blows upon this face of mine and made no deeper wounds out flattering glass back to my followers and prosperity that does beguiled there's this face the festival every day under his household roof did keep ten thousand men which is the first like the sun didn't make me hold as weak this is the face that face so many Follies and was at last at faced by Bowling Brook the prickle God is signeth in this face as little as the glory is the face but then it says in a hundred shifters Mark silent King the moral of this sport assume my sorrow hath destroyed my face the shadow of your sorrow have destroyed the shadow of your face say that again the shadow of my son that's it through each room my grief lies are all within and these external manners of the medicine Shadows to the Unseen grief that swells with silence in the tortured show there lies the substance that's like thinking for thy great bantage that not only gives to me cause to wail but to just with a way how to Lament The cause I'll beg one boom and then be gone and tell you an emotions I am greater than a king for when I was a king my flatterers were then but subjects being now a subject I have a king here to my flatter being so great I have no need to beg yet ass and shall I have you shall and give me leave to go quitter without you will so I will from your sights go some of you convey him to the Tower good convey conveyors are you all that rise that's nibbling by a true King's Paul and Wednesday next week solemnly set down our coronation George prepare yourselves [Music] this way the king will come is the weight of Julius Caesar's ill erecting Tower to whose Flint was a my condemnity Lord is doomed a prisoner by proud falling you'll let us rest if this rebellious Earth had any resting for her true King's Queen [Music] oh Rubble do not see my fellows with them you look up behold but you in pity May dissolve to do and wash him fresh again with two lost tears relax [Music] [Music] ER to make my answers happy dream from which awake to the truth of what we are churches but this I'm sworn by the streets To Grim necessity and he and I will keep a league till death France who pushed it in some religious house has he been in thy heart the lion dying thrusted forth his poor and wounds the Earth if nothing else would rage to be your power and the Soul people like take the correction and fall on Rage which asked a lion and the king of peace [Music] if all the beasts have been still a happy king of them could sometime Queen preparations for France think I'm dead but even here that takes us from my deathbed by last living leave and we'll just teach his night sit by the fire with good old folks and let them tell their Tales of willful ages long ago and they're that bit good life to quit their griefs tell thou the lamentable Tail Of Me and silver here is reaping to their beds for the deposing of a rightful King I know the mind of falling Brook is changed you must have puntered not unto the child for you with all Swift speeds you must await France not some balance where with all the Mountain Bowling Brook ascends my throat and the time shall not be many hours in age more than it is our foul sin Gathering head will break into corruption Thou shalt sink so he defied the realm and gives the half it is too little helping him to all he shall think that thou who nursed the way to plant and right before Kings will now again be near so little urged another way to pluck him headlong from the user throne might go beyond my head and there and end particle even thought for you must part fourth week foreign foreign [Music] my Lord you told me you would tell the rest when weeping made you break the story off of our two cousins coming into London where did I leave that's sad stop my Lord where rudeness governed hands from Windows tops through Dustin rubbish on King Richard's head then as I said the Duke great Bowling Brook mounted upon a hot and fire is deed with slow but stately Pace kept on his course whilst all tongues cried God save thee Bowling Brook Jesus preserved thee welcome Bolling Brook the lack for Richard how third he of the Wild the man cried God save him no joyful tongue gave him his welcome home but dust was thrown upon his sacred which hurts such gentle sorrow he shook off and had not gone for some strong purpose steal the hearts of men it must have force him notice and barbarism itself has pitted him [Music] stand up Mark the king what words he speak have I know friend were riddenly of this living fear was it Lotsa these were his very words Havana friend clothi spake it twice and urged it twice together they did not he did and speaking it he wished he looked on me as who should say I would thou work the man that would divorce this Terror from my heart meaning the king at Pomfret come let's go I am the king's friend and will rid his foe [Music] I have been studying how I may compare this prison and to the world because the world is populist and here is not a creature but master I cannot do star Hammer it's out my brain I'll prove the female too much so much so the father and these two beget a generation of still breeding thoughts and these same thoughts people as little words than humans like the people of the world for no thought is contented the better sort as thoughts of things Divine are intermixed with Scruples and to set the word itself against the word as thus Candy Crush and then again it is unheard to come as for a camel to fed the postal of the needles alive thoughts tending to ambition they do plot unlike their wonders are these vain weak Nails make Terror Passage through the Fenty ribs of this hard world my rugged Prison Walls so they cannot die in their own tribes but they are not the first to put them into the last like simple Beggars who's sitting in the stocks refuse their shame that others have and many must sit there and in this thought they've had a kind of ease there and they're in his fortunes on the back of such as before in Europe they're like that's what they are in one person many people and none consensus sometimes the my king then Seasons make me wish myself a beggar so I am and Crossing Fender registratively happens better when the King's Men and my Kings again I think that I am unkings by bowling against State and nothing online with being nothing [Music] seriously [Music] it keeps on [Music] that's how sweet music is when time is broken the proportion kept [Music] services in the music of men's lives are there to check time broken and disordered string but for the Concord of my state and time had nothing here to hear my true time broke I wasted time another time voiced me when I was time made me his number and clock my thoughts on minutes of its size foreign [Music] [Music] no more for loads of Pope Madness in her wits and knit seems it will make wise men mad yeah blessing on his heart it gives him it what is a sign of love and love to Richard is a strange bridge in this song-heating world hey Royal Prince thanks [Music] okay there were no man ever come say that sad dog that brings me foods to make Misfortune live I was a program of their stable King when they're working I'm traveling towards York with much to do at length have gotten leave to look upon my sometimes Royal Master's face I'll have grieved my heart when I beheld in London streets that coronation day when Bolingbrook Road on Rome Barbary but that whole so that's off of the street that horse that I said carefully addressed the German Central friends I went here under him so proudness if you just stay in the ground so proud that bollingberg was on his back but Jake had that bread from my Royal Hand That hands made him proud with nothing and what are you not stumble what are you not fall down since Pride must have a fallen back the neck of that proud man that did you serve his back forgiven this horse went to unrail on these since they created to be all bad man was born to bear I was not made of horses get a better building like an ass pair of gold and tired by Johnson Place here is no longer stay [Music] this is time now wait away [Music] what my tongue is not that my hearts will say my Lord will please you to pull too [Music] say something first to do the Lord I dare not it's a piece of extra North lately come from the King commands the country devil take Henry of Lancaster and the patience is still and I am weary of it God means death in this rude assault systems oh man something in every country next to my face handed with the king's blood staying the king's own land but most of her life sitting up on her well it's I close flesh six down with either thank you [Music] as a royal blood both of I still good for now the devil that told me I did well says that this deed is chronicled in hell this dead King to the living King Albert take hands the rest and give them burial here [Music] thank you great king within this coffin I present thy buried fear herein all breathless lies the mightiest of thy greatest enemies Richard obordo by me Heather brought I thank thee not for thou has brought a deed of slander with thy fake land upon my head and all this famous laugh from your old mouth my Lord did I this deed they love not poison the two poison need nor do I Thee though I did wish him dead I hate the murderer love him murder it the guilt of conscience take things alive but never my good word nor princely favor with Cain go wander through the shades of night and never show thy head by day no light Lords I protest myself is full of oil without blood should sprinkle me to make me grow come mourn with me for what I do Lament and put on Sullen black incontinent I'll make a Voyage to the Holy Land to wash this blood off from my guilty hand much sadly after Grace my mornings here in Weeping after this untimely beer [Laughter] [Music] [Laughter] [Music] [Music] foreign [Music] take me [Music] [Music] foreign [Music] [Music] [Applause] [Music]

Channel: Shakespeare Network

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Keywords: Richard II, Ian McKellen, Timothy West, 1971, BBC, 4K, HD Restored, Remastered, Maximianno Cobra, Misanthropos, William Shakespeare, Shakespeare, Full play, Film

Id: Os-t6E-iSeU

Length: 122min 59sec (7379 seconds)

Published: Sun May 14 2023