marriage, ’twixt my crown and me, And then betwixt me and my married wife. Let me unkiss the oath ’twixt thee and me; And yet not so, for with a kiss ’twas made. Part us, Northumberland: I towards the north, Where shivering cold and sickness pines the clime; My wife to France, from whence set forth in pomp, She came adorned hither like sweet May, Sent back like Hallowmas or short’st of day. 

 QUEEN. And must we be divided? Must we part? 

 KING RICHARD. Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart. 

 QUEEN. Banish us both, and send the King with me. 

 NORTHUMBERLAND. That were some love, but little policy. 

 QUEEN. Then whither he goes, thither let me go. 

 KING RICHARD. So two, together weeping, make one woe. Weep thou for me in France, I for thee here; Better far off than near, be ne’er the near. Go, count thy way with sighs, I mine with groans. 

 QUEEN. So longest way shall have the longest moans. 

 KING RICHARD. Twice for one step I’ll groan, the way being short, And piece the way out with a heavy heart. Come, come, in wooing sorrow let’s be brief, Since, wedding it, there is such length in grief. One kiss shall stop our mouths, and dumbly part; Thus give I mine, and thus take I thy heart. 

 [They kiss.]

 QUEEN. Give me mine own again; ’twere no good part To take on me to keep and kill thy heart. 

 [They kiss again.]

 So, now I have mine own again, be gone, That I may strive to kill it with a groan. 

 KING RICHARD. We make woe wanton with this fond delay: Once more, adieu. The rest let sorrow say. 

 [Exeunt.]

 SCENE II. The same. A room in the Duke of York’s palace.

 Enter York and his Duchess.

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