GREEN. Alas, poor duke! the task he undertakes Is-numb'ring fands, and drinking oceans dry; Where one on his fide fights, thousands will fly. BUSHY. Farewell at once; for once, for all, and BOLING. How far is it, my lord, to Berkley now? NORTH. Believe me, noble lord, I am a ftranger here in Glofterfhire. These high wild hills, and rough uneven ways, wanting your company; Which, I proteft, hath very much beguil'd The tedioufnefs and process of my travel:] So, in King Leir, 1605: "Thy pleasant company will make the way seem short." MALONE. But theirs is sweeten'd with the hope to have Enter HARRY PERCY. NORTH. It is my fon, young Harry Percy, Sent from my brother Worcester, whencefoever.Harry, how fares your uncle? PERCY. I had thought, my lord, to have learn'd his health of you. NORTH. Why, is he not with the queen? PERCY. No, my good lord; he hath forfook the court, Broken his staff of office, and difpers'd\ The household of the king. NORTH. What was his reafon? He was not fo refolv'd, when last we spake toge ther,8 PERCY. Because your lordship was proclaimed traitor. "And hope to joy,] To joy is, I believe, here used as a verb. So, in the fecond Act of King Henry IV: "Poor fellow never joy'd fince the price of oats rofe." Again, in K. Henry VI. P. II : "Was ever king that joy'd on earthly throne-." The word is again ufed with the fame fignification in the play before us. MALONE. He was not fo refolv'd, when last we spake together.] i. e. converfed together is an interpolation fufficiently evident from the redundancy of the metre. STEEVENS. But he, my lord, is gone to Ravenfpurg, NORTH. Have you forgot the duke of Hereford, boy? PERCY. No, my good lord; for that is not forgot, Which ne'er I did remember: to my knowledge, I never in my life did look on him. NORTH. Then learn to know him now; this is the duke. PERCY. My gracious lord, I tender you my fer vice, Such as it is, being tender, raw, and young; BOLING. I thank thee, gentle Percy; and be fure, NORTH. How far is it to Berkley? And what ftir Keeps good old York there, with his men of war? PERCY. There ftands the caftle, by yon tuft of trees, Mann'd with three hundred men, as I have heard: And in it are the lords of York, Berkley, and Sey mour; None elfe of name, and noble estimate. Enter Ross and WILLOUGHBY. NORTH. Here come the lords of Rofs and Willoughby, Bloody with fpurring, fiery-red with haste. BOLING. Welcome, my lords: I wot, your love purfues A banish'd traitor; all my treasury Is yet but unfelt thanks, which, more enrich'd, Ross. Your prefence makes us rich, most noble lord. WILLO. And far furmounts our labour to attain it. BOLING. Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor; Which, till my infant fortune comes to years, Enter BERKLEY. NORTH. It is my lord of Berkley, as I guess. BERK. My lord of Hereford, my meffage is to you.9 BOLING. My lord, my answer is-to Lancaster ;1 And I am come to feek that name in England: 9 My lord of Hereford, my meffage is to you.] I fufpect that our author designed this for a speech rendered abrupt by the impatience of Bolingbroke's reply; and therefore wrote: My lord of Hereford, my meffage is The words to you, only serve to deftroy the metre. STEEVENS. I my answer is-to Lancafter ;] Your meffage, you say, is to my lord of Hereford. My answer is, It is not to him; it is to the Duke of Lancaster. MALONE. And I must find that title in your tongue, BERK. Miftake me not, my lord; 'tis not my To raze one title of your honour out:2 To you, my lord, I come, (what lord you will,) And fright our native peace with self-born arms. Enter YORK, attended. BOLING. I fhall not need tranfport my words by you; Here comes his grace in perfon.-My noble uncle! [Kneels. YORK. Show me thy humble heart, and not thy knee, Whose duty is deceivable and false. BOLING. My gracious uncle!— YORK. Tut, tut! Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle :5 To raze one title of your honour out:] "How the names of them which for capital crimes against majeftie were erazed out of the publicke records, tables, and regifters, or forbidden to be borne by their pofteritie, when their memorie was damned, I could fhow at large." Camden's Remains, p. 136, edit. 1605. MALONE. 3 From the most glorious regent of this land,] Thus the first quarto, 1597. The word regent was accidentally omitted in the quarto, 1598, which was followed by all the fubfequent copies. MALONE. the absent time,] i. e. time of the king's abfence. JOHNSON. 5 Grace me no grace, nor uncle me no uncle.] In Romeo and Juliet we have the fame kind of phraseology: |