GAUNT I have, my liege7. KING RICHARD Tell me, moreover, hast thou sounded8 him, If he appeal the duke on ancient9 malice, Or worthily, as a good subject should, On some known ground11 of treachery in him? GAUNT As near as I could sift12 him on that argument, On some apparent13 danger seen in him Aimed at your highness, no inveterate14 malice. KING RICHARD Then call them to our presence. [Exit an Attendant] Face to face, And frowning brow to brow, ourselves will hear Th’accuser and the accusèd freely speak; High-stomached18 are they both, and full of ire, In rage deaf as the sea, hasty as fire. Enter Bullingbrook and Mowbray BULLINGBROOK Many years of happy days befall My gracious21 sovereign, my most loving liege! MOWBRAY Each day still22 better other’s happiness Until the heavens, envying earth’s good hap23, Add an immortal title24 to your crown! KING RICHARD We thank you both.
