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King Richard the Second, II. ii 

Bushy. Madam, your majesty is too much sad:

You promis'd, when you parted with the king,

To lay aside life-harming heaviness,

And entertain a cheerful disposition.

Queen. To please the king I did; to please myself

I cannot do it; yet I know no cause

Why I should welcome such a guest as grief,

Save bidding farewell to so sweet a guest

As my sweet Richard: yet, again, methinks,

Some unborn sorrow, ripe in fortune's womb,

Is coming towards me, and my inward soul

With nothing trembles; at some thing it grieves

More than with parting from my lord the king.

Bushy. Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows,

Which shows like grief itself, but is not so.

For sorrow's eye, glazed with blinding tears,

Divides one thing entire to many objects;

Like perspectives, which rightly gaz'd upon

Show nothing but confusion; ey'd awry

Distinguish form: so your sweet majesty,

Looking awry upon your lord's departure,

Finds shapes of grief more than himself to wail;

Which, look'd on as it is, is nought but shadows

Of what it is not. Then, thrice-gracious queen,

More than your lord's departure weep not: more's not seen;

Or if it be, 'tis with false sorrow's eye,

 Scene Two; cf. n.

3 heaviness: sadness

15 shows: appears

18 perspectives; cf. n.

20 Distinguish: show distinctly

