_K. Rich._ Join not with grief, fair woman, do not so, To make my end too sudden: learn, good soul, To think our former state a happy dream; From which awaked, the truth of what we are Shows us but this: I am sworn brother, sweet,[1708] 20 To grim Necessity, and he and I Will keep a league till death. Hie thee to France[1709] And cloister thee in some religious house: Our holy lives must win a new world's crown, Which our profane hours here have stricken down.[1710] 25 _Queen._ What, is my Richard both in shape and mind[1711] Transform'd and weaken'd? hath Bolingbroke deposed[1712] Thine intellect? hath he been in thy heart? The lion dying thrusteth forth his paw, And wounds the earth, if nothing else, with rage 30 To be o'erpower'd; and wilt thou, pupil-like, Take thy correction mildly, kiss the rod,[1713] And fawn on rage with base humility, Which art a lion and a king of beasts?[1714] _K. Rich._ A king of beasts, indeed; if aught but beasts.[1715] 35 I had been still a happy king of men. Good sometime queen, prepare thee hence for France:[1716] Think I am dead, and that even here thou takest, As from my death-bed, thy last living leave.[1717] In winter's tedious nights sit by the fire 40 With good old folks and let them tell thee tales[1718] Of woeful ages long ago betid;[1719] And ere thou bid good night, to quit their griefs,[1720] Tell thou the lamentable tale of me[1721] And send the hearers weeping to their beds: 45 For why, the senseless brands will sympathize[1722][1723] The heavy accent of thy moving tongue[1722][1724] And in compassion weep the fire out;[1722] And some will mourn in ashes, some coal-black,[1722] For the deposing of a rightful king.[1722] 50 _Enter_ NORTHUMBERLAND _and_ others.[1725] _North._ My lord, the mind of Bolingbroke is changed;[1726] You must to Pomfret, not unto the Tower. And, madam, there is order ta'en for you; With all swift speed you must away to France.