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SCENE the First.

Enter King Richard, Aumerle, Carlile, &c. Souldiers.
King.
Barklay-Castle , call you this at hand?

Aum.
The same my Lord, how brooks your Grace the Air,
After long tossing on the breaking Seas.

King.
Needs must I like it well, I weep for joy
To stand upon my Kingdom once again,
Dear Earth I do salute thee with my Hand,
Tho' Rebells wound thee with their Horses hoofs;
Feed not thy Sov'raigns foes my gentle earth,
Nor with thy fragrant sweets refresh their sense,
With Thorns and Brambles Choak their Treacherous way;
And when they stoop to Rob thee of a Flow'r,
Guard it I pray thee with a lurking Adder!
Serpents with Serpents fitly will engage—
Mock not my senseless Conjuration Lords,
This Earth shall have a feeling, and these Stones
Rise Souldiers Arm'd before their Native King,
Shall falter under foul Rebellious Arms.

Carlile.
Doubt not my Lord, the Conduct and the Courage
With which you have supprest one Rebel Crew,
Will Crown your Temples with fresh Lawrells here;
How have we else Employ'd our absent time
But Practising the way to Victory.

Aum.
I fear my Lord that we are too remiss
Whilst Bullingbrook through our security,
Strengthens himself in substance and in Friends.

King.
Desponding Cousin dost thou not consider
That when the searching Eye of Heav'n is hid,
Then Thieves and Robbers do securely Range,
Alarm with Cryes of Murther starting sleep,
And fill with Out-rages the guilty Shades,
But when the Day's discov'ring Rays return,
Firing the proud tops of the Eastern Pines,
And dart their Lightnings through each Guilty Nook
Then Murders, Treasons, and detested Crimes,
Dismantled from the Cloak of Night, stand bare,
And Tremble at their own Deformity!
So, when this Thief Night-rev'ling Bullingbrook
Shall see our Beams of Majesty return'd,
His Treasons shall sit blushing on his Face,
Not able to endure the sight of Day.

Carl.
Not all the Waters of th'unfathom'd Sea
Can wash the Balm from an Annointed King.

King.
Move we secure then in our Royal Right,
To th' Traytors Executions, not to Fight.

[Exeunt.