Chapter 12 act four

First London.Westminster Hall There is a throne in the middle, and the noble priests sit on the right side, the nobles sit on the left side, and the common people stand at the bottom of the steps.Enter Bolingbroke, Aumerle, Surrey, Northumberland, Henry Percy, Fitzwater, another nobleman, the Bishop of Carlisle, the Elder of Westminster, and his attendants.The police officers waited for Bagot to accompany him. Bolingbroke called Baggot up.Tell me, Bagot, Thou knowest how the noble Gloucester died; Bagot Then call the Duke of Aumerle before me. Step up, my dear Bolingbroke, and look at that man.

Lord Bagot Aumerle, I know that your brave tongue will never deny what it has said.In the plot to kill Gloucester, I heard you say, "Would not my arm have been stretched from here in the quiet English court to Carlisle, to take my uncle's head?" In many other conversations, I heard you say that you would rather refuse Bolingbroke's return to England than a generous gift of a hundred thousand crowns; What a blessing. Aumerle Lords and lords, how should I answer this wretch?Do I have to demean myself and punish him severely on an equal footing?I must do this, or my honor will be tarnished by his gossip.Here I throw down my glove, it is a token of death, doomed to send you to hell.I said that what you said was all lies, and I would use the blood of your heart to prove the hypocrisy of your words, even though a lowly person like you, killing you would also stain my knight's sword.

Bolingbroke, Bagot, stop!Do not pick it up. Aumerle He stirs all my wrath; and save one, I hope he is the highest of all present here. Fitzwater If you will show your courage only to those of equal rank, then Omer, here I throw down my glove to you.By the bright sun that illuminates your countenance, I have heard you boast that Gloucester the lord died at your hand.If you deny this sentence twenty times, you will be accused of lying and deceiving others. I will use my sword to return your lies to your treacherous heart. Omer coward, you have no such guts. Fitzwater, on my soul, I wish to fight you now.

Omer Fitzwater, if you frame Zhongliang like this, your soul will go to hell forever. Henry Pantheo Merle, you lie; his reproaches to you are all his faithfulness, not like you are full of hypocrisy.Here I throw down my glove, And in a deadly duel I'll prove what a fellow you are; pick it up if you dare. Aumerle If I don't pick it up, may my hands rot together, and never again swing the bloody sword of vengeance on the glorious helmet of my enemy! Lord I cast down my gloves to the ground, Aumere the treacherous; To exasperate you, I'll cry out lies to your treacherous ears from morning to night.Here is a token of my honor; you shall accept my challenge, if you dare.

Omer who else wants to challenge me?By God, I'll throw down my gloves on everyone.I have a thousand brave souls in me, and I can handle twenty thousand like you. Lord Sally Fitzwater, I remember well that conversation between Aumerle and you. Fitzwater is very good, you were there then; you can prove my words are true. Sally, in heaven, your words are totally false. FitzWater-Sally, you are lying! Sally's mean and shameless boy!My sword will punish you severely, and make you sleep like your father's bones with your lies.To prove your hypocrisy, here are the gloves in my honor; accept my challenge if you dare.

Fitzwater's galloping horse needs no urging from you.If I had the guts to eat and drink and breathe and live, I would meet Surrey in the wilderness and spit sleep in his face and call him a lie, a lie, a lie.Here is my token of challenge, with which I will teach you a real lesson.I value my credibility, because I wish to be famous in this new world; there is nothing false about the crimes I have brought against Aumere.And I heard exiled Norfolk say, He said it was you, Aumere, who sent two of your men to Callais to kill the noble duke. What righteous Christian in Aumeri lend me a glove?Here I drop my token to Norfolk, for he has lied; and if he comes back pardoned, I'll fight him an honorable final.

Bolingbroke You have accepted the challenge of each, but your quarrels must wait till Norfolk returns.He will be pardoned and returned to the country, and even though he is my enemy, his land and possessions will be returned to him.When he comes back, we can call him to a duel with Aumere. Carlisle will never see another day like that.Norfolk in exile had fought many times for Jesus Christ on the battlefield of glorious Christians, and waved the holy cross of Christianity to dark pagans, Turks, and Saracens; Lau, retired in Italy, where in Venice he consecrated his body to that lovely country, and his pure soul to Christ his Master, under whose banner he had fought so long.

Bolingbroke, bishop, is Norfolk dead? Carlyle is, my lord. Bolingbroke May gentle peace lead his good soul to the breast of patriarch Abraham!You nobles who accuse each other, keep your oaths, and settle your disputes when I appoint a duel date for you. Enter York, with his attendants. Great Lord of York, Lancaster, I command thee by command of the returned Richard; who hath made you his heir with all pleasure, and placed his royal scepter in thy stead. solemn hands.He has now abdicated, ascend to his throne; long live Henry IV! Bolingbroke In the name of God, I ascend the throne. Carlyle Oh, God forbid such a thing!Among the many talented nobles here, maybe I will only be reproached for my blunt tongue, but I must speak according to my conscience.You are honorable men whom all look up to, but I hope that among you there may be found a fair and upright judge worthy of the honorable Richard!If there were such a man, his noble spirit would not have caused him to make such a great mistake.What courtier can condemn his king?Among the people present, which one is not Richard's courtier?Even if the thieves are convicted, they must be allowed to appear in person during the trial. Could it be that a man who represents the majesty of God, is chosen by the destiny to govern the people, is anointed by the Holy Grace and wears a crown, and has been in charge of state affairs for many years? A king, but can his subjects arbitrarily judge his right and wrong, without allowing him to have the opportunity to defend himself on the spot?Oh, God!This is a Christian country, please don't let these civilized people do such a senseless, dark and despicable act!I speak to my courtiers as a subject, encouraged by God to thus boldly defend his King.This Duke of Hereford, whom you call king, is a treacherous treacherous traitor; if you put a crown on his head, let me prophesy that the blood of the English shall water the soil of England, Hereafter The sons of God will groan for this crime; peace will sleep in the country of Turks and heathens, and tumultuous wars will destroy our peaceful paradise, causing bloodshed and bloodshed; chaos, terror, panic, and riots Shall dwell here, our land shall be called Golgotha, the wasteland of skeletons.what!If you help a man of the royal family to overthrow the king of his kind, the result will be the most unfortunate division in this accursed world.Stop it, prevent it, don't let it happen, lest your children and your children's children cry against you.

Northumberland You speak well, bishop; and for your kindness, we now arrest you for treason.Lord Westminster, put him in custody till our regular trial.My lords, are you willing to accept the petition of the common people? Bolingbroke brings Richard, and makes him plead guilty before all, and we are freed from the suspicion of usurpation. York I'll fetch him. (Down.) Bolingbroke Lords, every one of you who is suspected of a crime and should be arrested and punished, must have his own bail and wait for the judge. (To the Bishop of Carlisle) We cannot appreciate your kindness, nor expect any help from you.

York led King Richard and all the officials to re-enter with the crown and other things. King Richard O!I haven't forgotten that I am a king, why should I be called to see the new king?I have scarcely begun to learn the art of flattery and stooping; give me time, that sorrow may teach me these obediences.But I remember the faces of these people very well. Aren't they all my courtiers?Didn't they shout "Hail" to me?Judas treated Christ in the same way; but of Christ's twelve disciples only one was unfaithful to him; among twelve thousand of my subjects I found not a single faithful one.God bless my king!Did no one say "Amen"?Do I have to be priest and deacon at the same time?So good, amen.God bless my king!Although I am not him, I still want to say Amen, maybe in God's mind, I still think he is me.You called me here, what orders do you have?

York begs you to fulfill your promise of voluntary fatigue, and hand over your power and crown to Henry Bolingbroke. King Richard Give me the crown.Here, brother, take the crown; here is my hand, and there is yours.Now this crown of gold is like a deep well into which two buckets draw water; the empty bucket is always jumping in the air, and the full bucket is hidden from view at the bottom; I am The bucket below is full of tears, sobbing and swallowing there, but you look forward to Zixiong in the sky. Bolingbroke I thought you abdicated yourself voluntarily. King Richard I would give up my crown, but my sorrow is still my own.You can take away my honor and dignity, but not my sorrow; I am still the king of my sorrow. Bolingbroke You gave me the crown, and part of your cares. KING RICHARD Your new cares do not kill my old ones.My anxiety is because I have lost my position as a king; your anxiety is because you have to worry about being a king.Though I give you my cares, I still have them; they follow the crown, but never leave my side. Bolingbroke Will you give up your crown? KING RICHARD Yes, no; no, yes; I'm a useless wretch, at your mercy.Now see how I destroy myself: from my head this heavy weight, from my hand this clumsy rod, from my heart the majesty of kings; with my tears I wash away Holy oil, give away my crown with my own hands, deny my holy status with my own tongue, absolve with my lips all salutes from my subjects; I renounce all glory and dignity, give up my land and income, revoke my decrees, orders, and laws; may God forgive all oaths broken against me!May God make all the covenants made to you unalterable!Let me, who has nothing, grieve for nothing, and let you, who have everything, be satisfied that everything comes true!May you sit on Richard's throne for a long time to come, and may Richard sleep forever in the ridge of the loess!God bless King Henry!So says Richard who lost his crown; may he enjoy many sunny years!Is there anything else? Northumberland (a piece of paper to King Richard) No, but I beg you to read the great crimes that these people accuse you of a small man who has ruined the country and the people; when you confess with your own mouth, the world will understand your deposed. You deserve it. King Richard Must I do this?Must I dissect my tangled fallacies strand by strand?Good Northumberland, would you be ashamed if your faults were recorded and read aloud before these nobles?Among your crimes, you will find a heinous felony of abolishing the king and breaking the oath, which is marked with a black dot and published in the book of punishment from heaven.Hey, you who stand by and look upon my straitjackets, though some of you have washed your hands with Pilate, to show your superficial mercy, yet you Pilates have here I sent a cross of agony, no water can wash away your sins. My lord of Northumberland, be quick, read these articles. KING RICHARD My eyes are filled with tears, and I cannot read the writing; yet the tears do not blind me, and I see the faces of here traitors.Oh, if I turned my eyes to myself, I would find myself a party of traitors too, for I myself have promised to put a king's majesty to insult, to cause this inversion, master-slave, and disorder , The phenomenon of confusion between the ruling and opposition parties. Northumberland my lord— King Richard I'm not your lord, you domineering fellow, I'm no one's lord; I'm a nameless man, even the name I received at the baptismal font is usurped .Alas, unlucky days!Unexpectedly, I have spent so many years in vain, but now I don't know what name I should use to call myself.what!If only I were a statue of a king made of snow, standing before Bolingbroke's sun, and my whole body melted into water!Good king, great king—though you are not a virtuous prince—if my words are valid in England, tell them to come here at once with a mirror, and let me see the state of my life when I lose the king After majesty, what kind of face is there. Bolingbroke Somebody fetch a mirror. (Exit a page.) The Northumberland mirror has been fetched, so please read the words on this paper first. King Richard the devil!I'm not in hell yet, you're torturing me like this. Bolingbroke Persecute him not, Lord Northumberland. The commoners of Northumberland will not be satisfied. KING RICHARD They shall be satisfied; and when I see the book of all my sins, that is, when I see myself, I shall read many things in it. Re-enter the attendant holding the mirror. King Richard give me the mirror, and I'll read myself in it.Have you ever had deeper wrinkles?Has sorrow laid so many blows upon my face, and left no deep scar?O flattering mirror!Like those who followed me in my prime, you deceived me.Is this the face that ten thousand people take shelter under his mansion every day?Is this the face that makes people dare not look up like the sun?Is this the same face which has been "favored" by so many absurd follies, and at last eclipsed by Bolingbroke?A fragile radiance shines on this face, and this face is as fragile as unreliable glory, (throws the mirror on the ground) See if it can't withstand the force of the throw, it will be broken into pieces.Silent king, heed the lesson of this little game, and see how my sorrows ruin my countenance in a moment. Bolingbroke Your mournful shadow destroys the shadow of your countenance. King Richard repeated that sentence.My sad shadow!what!let me think about it.Indeed, all my sorrows are in my heart; and these outward sorrows and wails are but shadows of that invisible sorrow that quietly fills the suffering soul, whose substance is hidden within.Thank you, King, for your great grace, for not only giving me reasons to grieve, but also how to grieve.I have one more favor to ask, and then I will bid you farewell and trouble you no more.Can you promise me? Bolingbroke Speak, my dear brother. King Richard "Dear Brother"!I am greater than a king, for when I was a king, those who flattered me were but courtiers; now I am a courtier myself, and a king flatters me.Since I am such a wonderful person, I don't have to ask for help. Bolingbroke Say what you want. King Richard Will you grant my request? Bolingbroke I will promise you. King Richard so permits me to go. Where is Bolingbroke going? KING RICHARD Wherever you tell me to go, so long as I don't see your face again. Bolingbroke sent some men to take him to the Tower. King Richard, very well!You are all send-to-come, risen through the downfall of a true king. (Several guards charge His Majesty Richard.) Bolingbroke Next Wednesday we'll have a solemn coronation; gentlemen, go and get ready. (Exit all but the Bishop of Carlyle, the Elder of Westminster, and Aumerle.) Elder We have seen a sad tragedy here. The misery of Carlisle is yet to come; our posterity will feel this day as a thorn for them. Aumerle You two holy priests, have you no means to remove this stain of evil from our land? My lord, before I boldly reveal my heart to you, you must solemnly swear that you will not only keep my secrets, but also do your best to promote my plans.I see that your brows are full of injustice, your hearts are filled with sorrow, and your eyes are filled with hot tears.Come back to supper with me; I'll fix a plan that'll bring us back to our happy days. (same below.)