Therefore commend me; let him not come there To seek out sorrow that dwells everywhere. Desolate, desolate, will I hence and die! The last leave of thee takes my weeping eye. 

 [Exeunt.]

 SCENE III. Open Space, near Coventry. Lists set out, and a Throne. Heralds, &c., attending.

 Enter the Lord Marshal and the Duke of Aumerle.

Lord Marshal

Duke of Aumerle

 MARSHAL. My Lord Aumerle, is Harry Hereford armed? 

 AUMERLE. Yea, at all points, and longs to enter in. 

 MARSHAL. The Duke of Norfolk, sprightfully and bold, Stays but the summons of the appelant’s trumpet. 

 AUMERLE. Why then, the champions are prepared and stay For nothing but his Majesty’s approach. 

 Enter King Richard, who takes his seat on his Throne; Gaunt, Bushy, Bagot, Green and others, who take their places. A trumpet is sounded, and answered by another trumpet within. Then enter Mowbray in armour, defendant, preceded by a Herald.

King Richard,

Gaunt, Bushy, Bagot, Green

Mowbray

 KING RICHARD. Marshal, demand of yonder champion The cause of his arrival here in arms. Ask him his name, and orderly proceed To swear him in the justice of his cause. 

 MARSHAL. In God’s name and the King’s, say who thou art, And why thou comest thus knightly clad in arms, Against what man thou com’st, and what thy quarrel. Speak truly, on thy knighthood and thy oath, As so defend thee heaven and thy valour. 

 MOWBRAY. My name is Thomas Mowbray, Duke of Norfolk, Who hither come engaged by my oath— Which God defend a knight should violate!— Both to defend my loyalty and truth To God, my King, and my succeeding issue, Against the Duke of Hereford that appeals me, And, by the grace of God and this mine arm, To prove him, in defending of myself, A traitor to my God, my king, and me; And as I truly fight, defend 

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