We were not born to sue, but to command; Which since we cannot do to make you friends Be ready, as your lives shall answer it, At Coventry, upon Saint Lambert's day: There shall your swords and lances arbitrate The swelling difference of your settled hate:
We weren't born to beg, but to rule; And since we can't make you friends, Be prepared, as your lives will depend on it, At Coventry, on Saint Lambert's day: There, your swords and lances will settle The growing conflict of your long-standing hatred:
Lord Willoughby · Act 1, Scene 1
Richard sits on his throne unable to stop two nobles from fighting, so he cancels the combat and exiles both men. The line reveals his fatal weakness from the very start: he confuses the right to command with the ability to inspire obedience. Richard believes his crown makes him powerful, but he has just proven that he cannot make any two men obey him without force.