The trumpets sound. Enter the young PRINCE theCARDINAL, CATESBY, and others
The trumpets sound. The young PRINCE theCARDINAL, CATESBY, and others
BUCKINGHAM
Welcome, sweet prince, to London, to your chamber.
BUCKINGHAM
Welcome, sweet prince, to London, the capital of the king.
RICHARD
(to PRINCE) Welcome, dear cousin, my thoughts' sovereign.
The weary way hath made you melancholy.
RICHARD
Welcome, dear nephew, king of all my thoughts. The tiring journey seems to have made you gloomy.
PRINCE
No, uncle, but our crosses on the way
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Have made it tedious, wearisome, and heavy.
I want more uncles here to welcome me.
PRINCE
It wasn't the journey itself, uncle, but the troubles we encountered that made it wearisome and dull. I want more uncles here to welcome me.
RICHARD
Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years
Hath not yet dived into the world's deceit;
Nor more can you distinguish of a man
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Than of his outward show, which, God He knows,
Seldom or never jumpeth with the heart.
Those uncles which you want were dangerous.
Your Grace attended to their sugared words
But looked not on the poison of their hearts.
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God keep you from them, and from such false friends.
RICHARD
Sweet prince, you're just an innocent child. You don't really understand how capable people are of trickery. All you know is what a man shows you, which has little to do with what he's really thinking. Those uncles that you wish were here were dangerous. Your Grace heard their saccharine words, but didn't take note of their poisonous intentions. God protect you from them and from other false friends!
PRINCE
God keep me from false friends, but they were none.
PRINCE
God should keep me from false friends, but they weren't false.
RICHARD
My lord, the mayor of London comes to greet you.
RICHARD
My lord, the mayor of London is here to greet you.
