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King Richard the Second, II. ii

And bring away the armour that is there.

Gentlemen, will you go muster men? If I know

How or which way to order these affairs

Thus thrust disorderly into my hands,

Never believe me. Both are my kinsmen:

T' one is my sovereign, whom both my oath

And duty bids defend; t' other again

Is my kinsman, whom the king hath wrong'd,

Whom conscience and my kindred bids to right.

Well, somewhat we must do. Come, cousin,

I'll dispose of you. Gentlemen, go muster up your men,

And meet me presently at Berkeley Castle.

I should to Plashy too:

But time will not permit. All is uneven,

And everything is left at six and seven.

Exeunt [York and Queen].

Bushy. The wind sits fair for news to go to Ireland,

But none returns. For us to levy power

Proportionable to the enemy

Is all unpossible.

Green. Besides, our nearness to the king in love

Is near the hate of those love not the king.

Bagot. And that's the wavering commons; for their love

Lies in their purses, and whoso empties them,

By so much fills their hearts with deadly hate.

Bushy. Wherein the king stands generally condemn'd.

Bagot. If judgment lie in them, then so do we,

Because we ever have been near the king.

 112 T' one: the one

115 kindred: kinship

116, 117 Cf. n.

120 uneven: disordered

121 at six and seven: in confusion 