Enter RICHMOND, Soldiers.

O, let me be as short as time is short,
For the arm’d foe is now within our sight. 
Remember how ’gainst ten one man did fight,
So hundreds against thousands have borne head! 
You are the men that ever conquered: 
If multitudes oppress ye that ye die,
Let’s sell our lives, and leave them valiantly. 
Courage! upon them! till we cannot stand.

JOHN.  Richmond is yonder.

QUEEN.  Ay, and, son, I think,
The king is not far off.

CHES.  Now heaven forfend!

LEI.  Why smite ye not, but stand thus cowardly?

RICH.  If Richmond hurt good Leicester, let him die.

LEI.  Richmond!  O, pardon mine offending eye,
That took thee for a foe:  welcome, dear friend! 
Where is my sovereign Richard?  Thou and he
Were both in Austria.  Richmond, comfort me,
And tell me where he is, and how he fares. 
O, for his ransom, many thousand cares
Have me afflicted.

RICH.  Leicester, he is come to London,
And will himself to faithless Austria,
Like a true king, his promis’d ransom bear.

LEI.  At London, say’st thou, Richmond? is he there? 
Farewell:  I will not stay to tell my wrongs
To these pale-colour’d, heartless, guilty lords. 
Richmond, you shall go with me:  do not stay,
And I will tell you wonders by the way.

RICH.  The king did doubt you had some injury,
And therefore sent this power to rescue ye.

LEI.  I thank his grace.  Madam, adieu, adieu. 
I’ll to your son, and leave your shade with you.

[Exeunt.

JOHN.  Hark how he mocks me, calling me your shade. 
Chester and Salisbury, shall we gather power,
And keep what we have got?

CHES.  And in an hour
Be taken, judg’d, and ’headed with disgrace. 
Salisbury, what say you?

SAL.  My lord, I bid your excellence adieu. 
I to King Richard will submit my knee: 
I have good hope his grace will pardon me.

CHES.  And, Salisbury, I’ll go along with thee. 
Farewell, Queen Mother; fare you well, Lord John.

JOHN.  Mother, stay you.

QUEEN.  Not I, son, by Saint Anne.

JOHN.  Will you not stay?

QUEEN.  Go with me:  I will do the best I may
To beg my son’s forgiveness of my son. [Exit.

JOHN.  Go by yourself.  By heaven, ’twas ’long of you
I rose to fall so soon.  Leicester and Richmond’s crew,
They come to take me:  now too late I rue
My proud attempt.  Like falling Phaeton,
I perish from my guiding of the sun.

    Enter again LEICESTER and RICHMOND.[224]