第 7 节
作者:世纪史诗      更新:2021-02-20 16:49      字数:9322
  the   tree   Shall   yield   the   other   in   the   right   opinion。   SOMERSET。   Good
  Master Vernon; it is well objected; If I have fewest; I subscribe in silence。
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  PLANTAGENET。 And I。 VERNON。 Then; for the truth and plainness of
  the case; I pluck this pale and maiden blossom here; Giving my verdict on
  the white rose side。 SOMERSET。 Prick not your finger as you pluck it off;
  Lest; bleeding; you do paint the white rose red; And fall on my side so;
  against your will。 VERNON。 If I; my lord; for my opinion bleed; Opinion
  shall   be   surgeon   to   my   hurt And   keep   me   on   the   side   where   still   I   am。
  SOMERSET。  Well;   well;   come   on;   who   else?   LAWYER。   'To   Somerset'
  Unless   my   study   and   my   books   be   false;   The   argument   you   held   was
  wrong in you; In sign whereof I pluck a white rose too。 PLANTAGENET。
  Now;     Somerset;      where    is  your   argument?      SOMERSET。          Here   in   my
  scabbard;      meditating    that   Shall   dye   your   white   rose   in  a  bloody    red。
  PLANTAGENET。   Meantime   your   cheeks   do   counterfeit   our   roses;   For
  pale they look with fear; as witnessing The truth on our side。 SOMERSET。
  No; Plantagenet; 'Tis not for fear but anger that thy cheeks Blush for pure
  shame   to   counterfeit   our   roses; And   yet   thy   tongue   will   not   confess   thy
  error。    PLANTAGENET。              Hath    not    thy    rose   a   canker;     Somerset?
  SOMERSET。   Hath   not   thy   rose   a   thorn;   Plantagenet?   PLANTAGENET。
  Ay; sharp and piercing; to maintain his truth; Whiles thy consuming canker
  eats    his  falsehood。     SOMERSET。          Well;   I'll  find  friends    to  wear    my
  bleeding roses; That shall maintain what I have said is true; Where false
  Plantagenet   dare   not     be   seen。   PLANTAGENET。   Now;             by   this  maiden
  blossom in my hand; I scorn thee and thy fashion; peevish boy。 SUFFOLK。
  Turn not thy scorns this way; Plantagenet。 PLANTAGENET。 Proud Pole; I
  will; and scorn both him and thee。 SUFFOLK。 I'll turn my part thereof into
  thy throat。 SOMERSET。 Away; away; good William de la Pole! We grace
  the   yeoman   by   conversing   with   him。   WARWICK。   Now;   by   God's   will;
  thou     wrong'st    him;    Somerset;     His   grandfather      was   Lionel    Duke     of
  Clarence; Third son to the third Edward; King of England。 Spring crestless
  yeomen   from   so   deep   a   root?   PLANTAGENET。   He   bears   him   on   the
  place's privilege; Or durst not for his craven heart say thus。 SOMERSET。
  By Him that made me; I'll maintain my words On any plot of ground in
  Christendom。 Was not thy father; Richard Earl of Cambridge; For treason
  executed   in   our   late   king's   days?   And   by   his   treason   stand'st   not   thou
  attainted;   Corrupted;   and   exempt   from   ancient   gentry?   His   trespass   yet
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  lives   guilty   in   thy   blood;   And   till   thou   be   restor'd   thou   art   a   yeoman。
  PLANTAGENET。 My father was attached; not attainted; Condemn'd to die
  for treason; but no traitor; And that I'll prove on better men than Somerset;
  Were growing time once ripened to my will。 For your partaker Pole; and
  you yourself; I'll note you in my book of memory To scourge you for this
  apprehension。 Look to it well; and say you are well warn'd。 SOMERSET。
  Ay; thou shalt find us ready for thee still; And know us by these colours
  for    thy   foes   For    these    my    friends   in   spite   of   thee   shall   wear。
  PLANTAGENET。             And;    by   my    soul;   this  pale   and    angry    rose;  As
  cognizance   of   my   blood…drinking   hate;   Will   I   for   ever;   and   my   faction;
  wear; Until it wither with me to my grave; Or flourish to the height of my
  degree。 SUFFOLK。 Go forward; and be chok'd with thy ambition! And so
  farewell until I meet thee next。 Exit SOMERSET。 Have with thee; Pole。
  Farewell; ambitious Richard。 Exit PLANTAGENET。 How I am brav'd; and
  must   perforce   endure   it!   WARWICK。   This   blot   that   they   object   against
  your house Shall be wip'd out in the next Parliament; Call'd for the truce of
  Winchester and Gloucester; And if   thou be not   then created York; I   will
  not live to be accounted Warwick。 Meantime; in signal of my love to thee;
  Against proud Somerset and William Pole; Will I upon thy party wear this
  rose; And here I prophesy: this brawl to…day; Grown to this faction in the
  Temple      Garden;    Shall   send   between     the  Red    Rose   and   the   White    A
  thousand souls to death and deadly night。 PLANTAGENET。 Good Master
  Vernon; I am bound to you That you on my behalf would pluck a flower。
  VERNON。  In   your   behalf  still   will   I  wear  the same。  LAWYER。 And   so
  will I。 PLANTAGENET。 Thanks; gentle sir。 Come; let us four to dinner。 I
  dare say This quarrel will drink blood another day。 Exeunt
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  SCENE 5。
  The Tower of London
  Enter MORTIMER; brought in a chair; and GAOLERS
  MORTIMER。   Kind   keepers   of   my   weak   decaying   age;   Let   dying
  Mortimer here rest himself。 Even like a man new haled from the rack; So
  fare    my   limbs    with   long   imprisonment;      And    these  grey    locks;  the
  pursuivants of death; Nestor…like aged in an age of care; Argue the end of
  Edmund Mortimer。 These eyes; like lamps whose wasting oil is spent; Wax
  dim;    as   drawing    to   their  exigent;   Weak     shoulders;    overborne     with
  burdening grief; And pithless arms; like to a withered vine That droops his
  sapless branches to the ground。 Yet are these feet; whose strengthless stay
  is numb; Unable to support this lump of clay; Swift…winged with desire to
  get a grave; As witting I no other comfort have。 But tell me; keeper; will
  my   nephew   come?   FIRST  KEEPER。   Richard   Plantagenet;   my  lord;   will
  come。     We   sent  unto   the  Temple;    unto   his  chamber;    And    answer   was
  return'd that he will come。 MORTIMER。 Enough; my soul shall then be
  satisfied。   Poor    gentleman!     his  wrong    doth   equal   mine。   Since    Henry
  Monmouth first began to reign; Before whose glory I was great in arms;
  This    loathsome     sequestration    have   I  had;  And    even   since   then   hath
  Richard been obscur'd; Depriv'd of honour and inheritance。 But now the
  arbitrator   of   despairs;   Just   Death;   kind   umpire   of   men's   miseries;   With
  sweet enlargement doth dismiss me hence。 I would his troubles likewise
  were expir'd; That so he might recover what was lost。
  Enter RICHARD PLANTAGENET
  FIRST     KEEPER。      My    lord;  your    loving   nephew     now    is  come。
  MORTIMER。            Richard      Plantagenet;     my     friend;     is   he    come?
  PLANTAGENET。 Ay;   noble   uncle;   thus   ignobly   us'd; Your   nephew;   late
  despised Richard; comes。 MORTIMER。 Direct mine arms I may embrace
  his neck And in his bosom spend my latter gasp。 O; tell me when my lips
  do touch his cheeks; That I may kindly give one fainting kiss。 And now
  declare; sweet   stem  from York's   great   stock; Why   didst   thou   say  of   late
  thou wert despis'd? PLANTAGENET。 First; lean thine aged back against
  mine arm; And; in that ease; I'll tell thee my disease。 This day; in argument
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  upon   a   case;   Some   words   there   grew   'twixt   Somerset   and   me;   Among
  which terms he us'd his lavish tongue And did upbraid me with my father's
  death; Which obloquy set bars before my tongue; Else with the like I had
  requited him。 Therefore; good uncle; for my father's sake; In honour of a
  true Plantagenet; And for alliance sake; declare the cause My father; Earl
  of Cambridge; lost his head。 MORTIMER。 That cause; fair nephew; that
  imprison'd   me   And   hath   detain'd       me   all  my   flow'ring   youth   Within   a
  loathsome dungeon; there to pine; Was cursed instrument of his decease。
  PLANTAGENET。 Discover more at large what cause that was; For I am
  ignorant and cannot guess。 MORTIMER。 I will; if that my fading breath
  permit And   death   approach   not   ere   my   tale   be   done。   Henry   the   Fourth;
  grandfather to this king; Depos'd his nephew Richard; Edward's son; The
  first…begotten and the lawful heir Of Edward king; the third of that descent;
  During whose