Array ( [TITLE] => The Tragedy of Richard the Third [PERSONA] => Array ( [TITLE] => Introduction Actors [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => KING EDWARD The Fourth [1] => A young son of Clarence. [2] => HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII. [3] => CARDINAL BOURCHIER, Archbishop of Canterbury. [4] => THOMAS ROTHERHAM, Archbishop of York. [5] => JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely. [6] => DUKE of BUCKINGHAM [7] => DUKE of NORFOLK [8] => EARL of SURREY, His son. [9] => EARL RIVERS, Brother to Elizabeth. [10] => EARL of OXFORD [11] => LORD HASTINGS [12] => LORD STANLEY, Called also EARL of DERBY. [13] => LORD LOVEL [14] => SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN [15] => SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF [16] => SIR WILLIAM CATESBY [17] => SIR JAMES TYRREL [18] => SIR JAMES BLOUNT [19] => SIR WALTER HERBERT [20] => SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the Tower. [21] => CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, A priest. [22] => Another Priest. [23] => Lord Mayor of London. [24] => Sheriff of Wiltshire. [25] => ELIZABETH, Queen to King Edward IV. [26] => MARGARET, Widow of King Henry VI. [27] => DUCHESS of YORK, Mother to King Edward IV. [28] => LADY ANNE, Widow of Edward Prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI; afterwards married to Richard. [29] => A young Daughter of Clarence [MARGARET PLANTAGENET] [30] => Ghosts of those murdered by Richard III., Lords and other Attendants; a Pursuivant Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers Soldiers, &c. ) [ACTORS] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V. [1] => RICHARD, Duke of York ) [GRPDESCR] => sons to the King. ) [1] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => GEORGE, Duke of Clarence [1] => RICHARD, Duke of Gloucester, afterwards King Richard III. ) [GRPDESCR] => brothers to the King. ) [2] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => MARQUIS OF DORSET [1] => LORD GREY ) [GRPDESCR] => Sons to Elizabeth. ) [3] => Array ( [PERSONA] => Array ( [0] => TRESSEL [1] => BERKELEY ) [GRPDESCR] => Gentlemen attending on the Lady Anne. ) ) ) [SCNDESCR] => SCENE England. [PLAYSUBT] => KING RICHARD III [ACT] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT I [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. London. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GLOUCESTER, solus [1] => Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and Guard [2] => Enter HASTINGS [3] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now is the winter of our discontent [1] => Made glorious summer by this sun of York; [2] => And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house [3] => In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. [4] => Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; [5] => Our bruised arms hung up for monuments; [6] => Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings, [7] => Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. [8] => Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front; [9] => And now, instead of mounting barded steeds [10] => To fright the souls of fearful adversaries, [11] => He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber [12] => To the lascivious pleasing of a lute. [13] => But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks, [14] => Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass; [15] => I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty [16] => To strut before a wanton ambling nymph; [17] => I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, [18] => Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, [19] => Deformed, unfinish'd, sent before my time [20] => Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, [21] => And that so lamely and unfashionable [22] => That dogs bark at me as I halt by them; [23] => Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, [24] => Have no delight to pass away the time, [25] => Unless to spy my shadow in the sun [26] => And descant on mine own deformity: [27] => And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, [28] => To entertain these fair well-spoken days, [29] => I am determined to prove a villain [30] => And hate the idle pleasures of these days. [31] => Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous, [32] => By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams, [33] => To set my brother Clarence and the king [34] => In deadly hate the one against the other: [35] => And if King Edward be as true and just [36] => As I am subtle, false and treacherous, [37] => This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up, [38] => About a prophecy, which says that 'G' [39] => Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. [40] => Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here [41] => Clarence comes. [42] => Brother, good day; what means this armed guard [43] => That waits upon your grace? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => His majesty [1] => Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed [2] => This conduct to convey me to the Tower. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Upon what cause? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Because my name is George. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours; [1] => He should, for that, commit your godfathers: [2] => O, belike his majesty hath some intent [3] => That you shall be new-christen'd in the Tower. [4] => But what's the matter, Clarence? may I know? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest [1] => As yet I do not: but, as I can learn, [2] => He hearkens after prophecies and dreams; [3] => And from the cross-row plucks the letter G. [4] => And says a wizard told him that by G [5] => His issue disinherited should be; [6] => And, for my name of George begins with G, [7] => It follows in his thought that I am he. [8] => These, as I learn, and such like toys as these [9] => Have moved his highness to commit me now. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, this it is, when men are ruled by women: [1] => 'Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower: [2] => My Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'tis she [3] => That tempers him to this extremity. [4] => Was it not she and that good man of worship, [5] => Anthony Woodville, her brother there, [6] => That made him send Lord Hastings to the Tower, [7] => From whence this present day he is deliver'd? [8] => We are not safe, Clarence; we are not safe. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By heaven, I think there's no man is secure [1] => But the queen's kindred and night-walking heralds [2] => That trudge betwixt the king and Mistress Shore. [3] => Heard ye not what an humble suppliant [4] => Lord hastings was to her for his delivery? ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Humbly complaining to her deity [1] => Got my lord chamberlain his liberty. [2] => I'll tell you what; I think it is our way, [3] => If we will keep in favour with the king, [4] => To be her men and wear her livery: [5] => The jealous o'erworn widow and herself, [6] => Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen. [7] => Are mighty gossips in this monarchy. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I beseech your graces both to pardon me; [1] => His majesty hath straitly given in charge [2] => That no man shall have private conference, [3] => Of what degree soever, with his brother. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even so; an't please your worship, Brakenbury, [1] => You may partake of any thing we say: [2] => We speak no treason, man: we say the king [3] => Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen [4] => Well struck in years, fair, and not jealous; [5] => We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot, [6] => A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue; [7] => And that the queen's kindred are made gentle-folks: [8] => How say you sir? Can you deny all this? ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => With this, my lord, myself have nought to do. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Naught to do with mistress Shore! I tell thee, fellow, [1] => He that doth naught with her, excepting one, [2] => Were best he do it secretly, alone. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => What one, my lord? ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Her husband, knave: wouldst thou betray me? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I beseech your grace to pardon me, and withal [1] => Forbear your conference with the noble duke. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will obey. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We are the queen's abjects, and must obey. [1] => Brother, farewell: I will unto the king; [2] => And whatsoever you will employ me in, [3] => Were it to call King Edward's widow sister, [4] => I will perform it to enfranchise you. [5] => Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood [6] => Touches me deeper than you can imagine. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => I know it pleaseth neither of us well. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, your imprisonment shall not be long; [1] => Meantime, have patience. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => I must perforce. Farewell. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er return. [1] => Simple, plain Clarence! I do love thee so, [2] => That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven, [3] => If heaven will take the present at our hands. [4] => But who comes here? the new-deliver'd Hastings? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Good time of day unto my gracious lord! ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As much unto my good lord chamberlain! [1] => Well are you welcome to the open air. [2] => How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment? ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With patience, noble lord, as prisoners must: [1] => But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks [2] => That were the cause of my imprisonment. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence too; [1] => For they that were your enemies are his, [2] => And have prevail'd as much on him as you. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => More pity that the eagle should be mew'd, [1] => While kites and buzzards prey at liberty. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => What news abroad? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No news so bad abroad as this at home; [1] => The King is sickly, weak and melancholy, [2] => And his physicians fear him mightily. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by Saint Paul, this news is bad indeed. [1] => O, he hath kept an evil diet long, [2] => And overmuch consumed his royal person: [3] => 'Tis very grievous to be thought upon. [4] => What, is he in his bed? ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => He is. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go you before, and I will follow you. [1] => He cannot live, I hope; and must not die [2] => Till George be pack'd with post-horse up to heaven. [3] => I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence, [4] => With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments; [5] => And, if I fall not in my deep intent, [6] => Clarence hath not another day to live: [7] => Which done, God take King Edward to his mercy, [8] => And leave the world for me to bustle in! [9] => For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter. [10] => What though I kill'd her husband and her father? [11] => The readiest way to make the wench amends [12] => Is to become her husband and her father: [13] => The which will I; not all so much for love [14] => As for another secret close intent, [15] => By marrying her which I must reach unto. [16] => But yet I run before my horse to market: [17] => Clarence still breathes; Edward still lives and reigns: [18] => When they are gone, then must I count my gains. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit HASTINGS ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. The same. Another street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter the corpse of KING HENRY the Sixth, Gentlemen with halberds to guard it; LADY ANNE being the mourner [1] => Enter GLOUCESTER [2] => Exeunt LADY ANNE, TRESSEL, and BERKELEY [3] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Set down, set down your honourable load, [1] => If honour may be shrouded in a hearse, [2] => Whilst I awhile obsequiously lament [3] => The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster. [4] => Poor key-cold figure of a holy king! [5] => Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster! [6] => Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood! [7] => Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost, [8] => To hear the lamentations of Poor Anne, [9] => Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son, [10] => Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these wounds! [11] => Lo, in these windows that let forth thy life, [12] => I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes. [13] => Cursed be the hand that made these fatal holes! [14] => Cursed be the heart that had the heart to do it! [15] => Cursed the blood that let this blood from hence! [16] => More direful hap betide that hated wretch, [17] => That makes us wretched by the death of thee, [18] => Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads, [19] => Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives! [20] => If ever he have child, abortive be it, [21] => Prodigious, and untimely brought to light, [22] => Whose ugly and unnatural aspect [23] => May fright the hopeful mother at the view; [24] => And that be heir to his unhappiness! [25] => If ever he have wife, let her he made [26] => A miserable by the death of him [27] => As I am made by my poor lord and thee! [28] => Come, now towards Chertsey with your holy load, [29] => Taken from Paul's to be interred there; [30] => And still, as you are weary of the weight, [31] => Rest you, whiles I lament King Henry's corse. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Stay, you that bear the corse, and set it down. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What black magician conjures up this fiend, [1] => To stop devoted charitable deeds? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Villains, set down the corse; or, by Saint Paul, [1] => I'll make a corse of him that disobeys. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Gentleman [LINE] => My lord, stand back, and let the coffin pass. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Unmanner'd dog! stand thou, when I command: [1] => Advance thy halbert higher than my breast, [2] => Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot, [3] => And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, do you tremble? are you all afraid? [1] => Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, [2] => And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil. [3] => Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell! [4] => Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, [5] => His soul thou canst not have; therefore be gone. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not; [1] => For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell, [2] => Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. [3] => If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, [4] => Behold this pattern of thy butcheries. [5] => O, gentlemen, see, see! dead Henry's wounds [6] => Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh! [7] => Blush, Blush, thou lump of foul deformity; [8] => For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood [9] => From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells; [10] => Thy deed, inhuman and unnatural, [11] => Provokes this deluge most unnatural. [12] => O God, which this blood madest, revenge his death! [13] => O earth, which this blood drink'st revenge his death! [14] => Either heaven with lightning strike the [15] => murderer dead, [16] => Or earth, gape open wide and eat him quick, [17] => As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood [18] => Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered! ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lady, you know no rules of charity, [1] => Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Villain, thou know'st no law of God nor man: [1] => No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => But I know none, and therefore am no beast. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => O wonderful, when devils tell the truth! ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => More wonderful, when angels are so angry. [1] => Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman, [2] => Of these supposed-evils, to give me leave, [3] => By circumstance, but to acquit myself. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Vouchsafe, defused infection of a man, [1] => For these known evils, but to give me leave, [2] => By circumstance, to curse thy cursed self. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fairer than tongue can name thee, let me have [1] => Some patient leisure to excuse myself. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make [1] => No excuse current, but to hang thyself. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => By such despair, I should accuse myself. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And, by despairing, shouldst thou stand excused; [1] => For doing worthy vengeance on thyself, [2] => Which didst unworthy slaughter upon others. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Say that I slew them not? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then they are not dead: [1] => But dead they are, and devilish slave, by thee. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => I did not kill your husband. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Why, then he is alive. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In thy foul throat thou liest: Queen Margaret saw [1] => Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood; [2] => The which thou once didst bend against her breast, [3] => But that thy brothers beat aside the point. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I was provoked by her slanderous tongue, [1] => which laid their guilt upon my guiltless shoulders. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind. [1] => Which never dreamt on aught but butcheries: [2] => Didst thou not kill this king? ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => I grant ye. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dost grant me, hedgehog? then, God grant me too [1] => Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed! [2] => O, he was gentle, mild, and virtuous! ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => The fitter for the King of heaven, that hath him. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => He is in heaven, where thou shalt never come. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let him thank me, that holp to send him thither; [1] => For he was fitter for that place than earth. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => And thou unfit for any place but hell. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Yes, one place else, if you will hear me name it. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Some dungeon. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Your bed-chamber. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => I'll rest betide the chamber where thou liest! ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => So will it, madam till I lie with you. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => I hope so. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne, [1] => To leave this keen encounter of our wits, [2] => And fall somewhat into a slower method, [3] => Is not the causer of the timeless deaths [4] => Of these Plantagenets, Henry and Edward, [5] => As blameful as the executioner? ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Thou art the cause, and most accursed effect. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your beauty was the cause of that effect; [1] => Your beauty: which did haunt me in my sleep [2] => To undertake the death of all the world, [3] => So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide, [1] => These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => These eyes could never endure sweet beauty's wreck; [1] => You should not blemish it, if I stood by: [2] => As all the world is cheered by the sun, [3] => So I by that; it is my day, my life. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Black night o'ershade thy day, and death thy life! ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Curse not thyself, fair creature thou art both. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => I would I were, to be revenged on thee. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is a quarrel most unnatural, [1] => To be revenged on him that loveth you. ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is a quarrel just and reasonable, [1] => To be revenged on him that slew my husband. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He that bereft thee, lady, of thy husband, [1] => Did it to help thee to a better husband. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => His better doth not breathe upon the earth. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => He lives that loves thee better than he could. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Name him. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Plantagenet. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Why, that was he. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => The selfsame name, but one of better nature. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Where is he? ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here. [1] => Why dost thou spit at me? ) [STAGEDIR] => She spitteth at him ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake! ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Never came poison from so sweet a place. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Never hung poison on a fouler toad. [1] => Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Would they were basilisks, to strike thee dead! ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would they were, that I might die at once; [1] => For now they kill me with a living death. [2] => Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears, [3] => Shamed their aspect with store of childish drops: [4] => These eyes that never shed remorseful tear, [5] => No, when my father York and Edward wept, [6] => To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made [7] => When black-faced Clifford shook his sword at him; [8] => Nor when thy warlike father, like a child, [9] => Told the sad story of my father's death, [10] => And twenty times made pause to sob and weep, [11] => That all the standers-by had wet their cheeks [12] => Like trees bedash'd with rain: in that sad time [13] => My manly eyes did scorn an humble tear; [14] => And what these sorrows could not thence exhale, [15] => Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. [16] => I never sued to friend nor enemy; [17] => My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing word; [18] => But now thy beauty is proposed my fee, [19] => My proud heart sues, and prompts my tongue to speak. [20] => Teach not thy lips such scorn, for they were made [21] => For kissing, lady, not for such contempt. [22] => If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive, [23] => Lo, here I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword; [24] => Which if thou please to hide in this true bosom. [25] => And let the soul forth that adoreth thee, [26] => I lay it naked to the deadly stroke, [27] => And humbly beg the death upon my knee. [28] => Nay, do not pause; for I did kill King Henry, [29] => But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me. [30] => Nay, now dispatch; 'twas I that stabb'd young Edward, [31] => But 'twas thy heavenly face that set me on. [32] => Take up the sword again, or take up me. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => She looks scornfully at him [1] => He lays his breast open: she offers at it with his sword [2] => Here she lets fall the sword ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death, [1] => I will not be the executioner. ) ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => I have already. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tush, that was in thy rage: [1] => Speak it again, and, even with the word, [2] => That hand, which, for thy love, did kill thy love, [3] => Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love; [4] => To both their deaths thou shalt be accessary. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => I would I knew thy heart. ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => 'Tis figured in my tongue. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => I fear me both are false. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Then never man was true. ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Well, well, put up your sword. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Say, then, my peace is made. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => That shall you know hereafter. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => But shall I live in hope? ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => All men, I hope, live so. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Vouchsafe to wear this ring. ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => To take is not to give. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Look, how this ring encompasseth finger. [1] => Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; [2] => Wear both of them, for both of them are thine. [3] => And if thy poor devoted suppliant may [4] => But beg one favour at thy gracious hand, [5] => Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => What is it? ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That it would please thee leave these sad designs [1] => To him that hath more cause to be a mourner, [2] => And presently repair to Crosby Place; [3] => Where, after I have solemnly interr'd [4] => At Chertsey monastery this noble king, [5] => And wet his grave with my repentant tears, [6] => I will with all expedient duty see you: [7] => For divers unknown reasons. I beseech you, [8] => Grant me this boon. ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With all my heart; and much it joys me too, [1] => To see you are become so penitent. [2] => Tressel and Berkeley, go along with me. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Bid me farewell. ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis more than you deserve; [1] => But since you teach me how to flatter you, [2] => Imagine I have said farewell already. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Sirs, take up the corse. ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GENTLEMEN [LINE] => Towards Chertsey, noble lord? ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, to White-Friars; there attend my coining. [1] => Was ever woman in this humour woo'd? [2] => Was ever woman in this humour won? [3] => I'll have her; but I will not keep her long. [4] => What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father, [5] => To take her in her heart's extremest hate, [6] => With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, [7] => The bleeding witness of her hatred by; [8] => Having God, her conscience, and these bars [9] => against me, [10] => And I nothing to back my suit at all, [11] => But the plain devil and dissembling looks, [12] => And yet to win her, all the world to nothing! [13] => Ha! [14] => Hath she forgot already that brave prince, [15] => Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months since, [16] => Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewksbury? [17] => A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman, [18] => Framed in the prodigality of nature, [19] => Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal, [20] => The spacious world cannot again afford [21] => And will she yet debase her eyes on me, [22] => That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince, [23] => And made her widow to a woful bed? [24] => On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety? [25] => On me, that halt and am unshapen thus? [26] => My dukedom to a beggarly denier, [27] => I do mistake my person all this while: [28] => Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot, [29] => Myself to be a marvellous proper man. [30] => I'll be at charges for a looking-glass, [31] => And entertain some score or two of tailors, [32] => To study fashions to adorn my body: [33] => Since I am crept in favour with myself, [34] => Will maintain it with some little cost. [35] => But first I'll turn yon fellow in his grave; [36] => And then return lamenting to my love. [37] => Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass, [38] => That I may see my shadow as I pass. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, RIVERS, and GREY [1] => Enter BUCKINGHAM and DERBY [2] => Enter GLOUCESTER, HASTINGS, and DORSET [3] => Exit [4] => Enter CATESBY [5] => Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER [6] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Have patience, madam: there's no doubt his majesty [1] => Will soon recover his accustom'd health. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In that you brook it in, it makes him worse: [1] => Therefore, for God's sake, entertain good comfort, [2] => And cheer his grace with quick and merry words. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => If he were dead, what would betide of me? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => No other harm but loss of such a lord. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => The loss of such a lord includes all harm. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The heavens have bless'd you with a goodly son, [1] => To be your comforter when he is gone. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Oh, he is young and his minority [1] => Is put unto the trust of Richard Gloucester, [2] => A man that loves not me, nor none of you. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Is it concluded that he shall be protector? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is determined, not concluded yet: [1] => But so it must be, if the king miscarry. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREY [LINE] => Here come the lords of Buckingham and Derby. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Good time of day unto your royal grace! ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => God make your majesty joyful as you have been! ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The Countess Richmond, good my Lord of Derby. [1] => To your good prayers will scarcely say amen. [2] => Yet, Derby, notwithstanding she's your wife, [3] => And loves not me, be you, good lord, assured [4] => I hate not you for her proud arrogance. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do beseech you, either not believe [1] => The envious slanders of her false accusers; [2] => Or, if she be accused in true report, [3] => Bear with her weakness, which, I think proceeds [4] => From wayward sickness, and no grounded malice. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Saw you the king to-day, my Lord of Derby? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But now the Duke of Buckingham and I [1] => Are come from visiting his majesty. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => What likelihood of his amendment, lords? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => God grant him health! Did you confer with him? ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, we did: he desires to make atonement [1] => Betwixt the Duke of Gloucester and your brothers, [2] => And betwixt them and my lord chamberlain; [3] => And sent to warn them to his royal presence. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Would all were well! but that will never be [1] => I fear our happiness is at the highest. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They do me wrong, and I will not endure it: [1] => Who are they that complain unto the king, [2] => That I, forsooth, am stern, and love them not? [3] => By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly [4] => That fill his ears with such dissentious rumours. [5] => Because I cannot flatter and speak fair, [6] => Smile in men's faces, smooth, deceive and cog, [7] => Duck with French nods and apish courtesy, [8] => I must be held a rancorous enemy. [9] => Cannot a plain man live and think no harm, [10] => But thus his simple truth must be abused [11] => By silken, sly, insinuating Jacks? ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => To whom in all this presence speaks your grace? ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To thee, that hast nor honesty nor grace. [1] => When have I injured thee? when done thee wrong? [2] => Or thee? or thee? or any of your faction? [3] => A plague upon you all! His royal person,-- [4] => Whom God preserve better than you would wish!-- [5] => Cannot be quiet scarce a breathing-while, [6] => But you must trouble him with lewd complaints. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Brother of Gloucester, you mistake the matter. [1] => The king, of his own royal disposition, [2] => And not provoked by any suitor else; [3] => Aiming, belike, at your interior hatred, [4] => Which in your outward actions shows itself [5] => Against my kindred, brothers, and myself, [6] => Makes him to send; that thereby he may gather [7] => The ground of your ill-will, and so remove it. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot tell: the world is grown so bad, [1] => That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch: [2] => Since every Jack became a gentleman [3] => There's many a gentle person made a Jack. ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, we know your meaning, brother [1] => Gloucester; [2] => You envy my advancement and my friends': [3] => God grant we never may have need of you! ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Meantime, God grants that we have need of you: [1] => Your brother is imprison'd by your means, [2] => Myself disgraced, and the nobility [3] => Held in contempt; whilst many fair promotions [4] => Are daily given to ennoble those [5] => That scarce, some two days since, were worth a noble. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By Him that raised me to this careful height [1] => From that contented hap which I enjoy'd, [2] => I never did incense his majesty [3] => Against the Duke of Clarence, but have been [4] => An earnest advocate to plead for him. [5] => My lord, you do me shameful injury, [6] => Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You may deny that you were not the cause [1] => Of my Lord Hastings' late imprisonment. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => She may, my lord, for-- ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => She may, Lord Rivers! why, who knows not so? [1] => She may do more, sir, than denying that: [2] => She may help you to many fair preferments, [3] => And then deny her aiding hand therein, [4] => And lay those honours on your high deserts. [5] => What may she not? She may, yea, marry, may she-- ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => What, marry, may she? ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, marry, may she! marry with a king, [1] => A bachelor, a handsome stripling too: [2] => I wis your grandam had a worser match. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Gloucester, I have too long borne [1] => Your blunt upbraidings and your bitter scoffs: [2] => By heaven, I will acquaint his majesty [3] => With those gross taunts I often have endured. [4] => I had rather be a country servant-maid [5] => Than a great queen, with this condition, [6] => To be thus taunted, scorn'd, and baited at: [7] => Small joy have I in being England's queen. ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter QUEEN MARGARET, behind ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And lessen'd be that small, God, I beseech thee! [1] => Thy honour, state and seat is due to me. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What! threat you me with telling of the king? [1] => Tell him, and spare not: look, what I have said [2] => I will avouch in presence of the king: [3] => I dare adventure to be sent to the Tower. [4] => 'Tis time to speak; my pains are quite forgot. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Out, devil! I remember them too well: [1] => Thou slewest my husband Henry in the Tower, [2] => And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ere you were queen, yea, or your husband king, [1] => I was a pack-horse in his great affairs; [2] => A weeder-out of his proud adversaries, [3] => A liberal rewarder of his friends: [4] => To royalize his blood I spilt mine own. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Yea, and much better blood than his or thine. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In all which time you and your husband Grey [1] => Were factious for the house of Lancaster; [2] => And, Rivers, so were you. Was not your husband [3] => In Margaret's battle at Saint Alban's slain? [4] => Let me put in your minds, if you forget, [5] => What you have been ere now, and what you are; [6] => Withal, what I have been, and what I am. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => A murderous villain, and so still thou art. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Poor Clarence did forsake his father, Warwick; [1] => Yea, and forswore himself,--which Jesu pardon!-- ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Which God revenge! ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To fight on Edward's party for the crown; [1] => And for his meed, poor lord, he is mew'd up. [2] => I would to God my heart were flint, like Edward's; [3] => Or Edward's soft and pitiful, like mine [4] => I am too childish-foolish for this world. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hie thee to hell for shame, and leave the world, [1] => Thou cacodemon! there thy kingdom is. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Gloucester, in those busy days [1] => Which here you urge to prove us enemies, [2] => We follow'd then our lord, our lawful king: [3] => So should we you, if you should be our king. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I should be! I had rather be a pedlar: [1] => Far be it from my heart, the thought of it! ) ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As little joy, my lord, as you suppose [1] => You should enjoy, were you this country's king, [2] => As little joy may you suppose in me. [3] => That I enjoy, being the queen thereof. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A little joy enjoys the queen thereof; [1] => For I am she, and altogether joyless. [2] => I can no longer hold me patient. [3] => Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out [4] => In sharing that which you have pill'd from me! [5] => Which of you trembles not that looks on me? [6] => If not, that, I being queen, you bow like subjects, [7] => Yet that, by you deposed, you quake like rebels? [8] => O gentle villain, do not turn away! ) [STAGEDIR] => Advancing ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Foul wrinkled witch, what makest thou in my sight? ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But repetition of what thou hast marr'd; [1] => That will I make before I let thee go. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Wert thou not banished on pain of death? ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I was; but I do find more pain in banishment [1] => Than death can yield me here by my abode. [2] => A husband and a son thou owest to me; [3] => And thou a kingdom; all of you allegiance: [4] => The sorrow that I have, by right is yours, [5] => And all the pleasures you usurp are mine. ) ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The curse my noble father laid on thee, [1] => When thou didst crown his warlike brows with paper [2] => And with thy scorns drew'st rivers from his eyes, [3] => And then, to dry them, gavest the duke a clout [4] => Steep'd in the faultless blood of pretty Rutland-- [5] => His curses, then from bitterness of soul [6] => Denounced against thee, are all fall'n upon thee; [7] => And God, not we, hath plagued thy bloody deed. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => So just is God, to right the innocent. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, 'twas the foulest deed to slay that babe, [1] => And the most merciless that e'er was heard of! ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => No man but prophesied revenge for it. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Northumberland, then present, wept to see it. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What were you snarling all before I came, [1] => Ready to catch each other by the throat, [2] => And turn you all your hatred now on me? [3] => Did York's dread curse prevail so much with heaven? [4] => That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death, [5] => Their kingdom's loss, my woful banishment, [6] => Could all but answer for that peevish brat? [7] => Can curses pierce the clouds and enter heaven? [8] => Why, then, give way, dull clouds, to my quick curses! [9] => If not by war, by surfeit die your king, [10] => As ours by murder, to make him a king! [11] => Edward thy son, which now is Prince of Wales, [12] => For Edward my son, which was Prince of Wales, [13] => Die in his youth by like untimely violence! [14] => Thyself a queen, for me that was a queen, [15] => Outlive thy glory, like my wretched self! [16] => Long mayst thou live to wail thy children's loss; [17] => And see another, as I see thee now, [18] => Deck'd in thy rights, as thou art stall'd in mine! [19] => Long die thy happy days before thy death; [20] => And, after many lengthen'd hours of grief, [21] => Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen! [22] => Rivers and Dorset, you were standers by, [23] => And so wast thou, Lord Hastings, when my son [24] => Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray him, [25] => That none of you may live your natural age, [26] => But by some unlook'd accident cut off! ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Have done thy charm, thou hateful wither'd hag! ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And leave out thee? stay, dog, for thou shalt hear me. [1] => If heaven have any grievous plague in store [2] => Exceeding those that I can wish upon thee, [3] => O, let them keep it till thy sins be ripe, [4] => And then hurl down their indignation [5] => On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace! [6] => The worm of conscience still begnaw thy soul! [7] => Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou livest, [8] => And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends! [9] => No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, [10] => Unless it be whilst some tormenting dream [11] => Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils! [12] => Thou elvish-mark'd, abortive, rooting hog! [13] => Thou that wast seal'd in thy nativity [14] => The slave of nature and the son of hell! [15] => Thou slander of thy mother's heavy womb! [16] => Thou loathed issue of thy father's loins! [17] => Thou rag of honour! thou detested-- ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Margaret. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Richard! ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Ha! ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => I call thee not. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cry thee mercy then, for I had thought [1] => That thou hadst call'd me all these bitter names. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, so I did; but look'd for no reply. [1] => O, let me make the period to my curse! ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => 'Tis done by me, and ends in 'Margaret.' ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Thus have you breathed your curse against yourself. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Poor painted queen, vain flourish of my fortune! [1] => Why strew'st thou sugar on that bottled spider, [2] => Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about? [3] => Fool, fool! thou whet'st a knife to kill thyself. [4] => The time will come when thou shalt wish for me [5] => To help thee curse that poisonous bunchback'd toad. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => False-boding woman, end thy frantic curse, [1] => Lest to thy harm thou move our patience. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Foul shame upon you! you have all moved mine. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Were you well served, you would be taught your duty. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To serve me well, you all should do me duty, [1] => Teach me to be your queen, and you my subjects: [2] => O, serve me well, and teach yourselves that duty! ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => Dispute not with her; she is lunatic. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Peace, master marquess, you are malapert: [1] => Your fire-new stamp of honour is scarce current. [2] => O, that your young nobility could judge [3] => What 'twere to lose it, and be miserable! [4] => They that stand high have many blasts to shake them; [5] => And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Good counsel, marry: learn it, learn it, marquess. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => It toucheth you, my lord, as much as me. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yea, and much more: but I was born so high, [1] => Our aery buildeth in the cedar's top, [2] => And dallies with the wind and scorns the sun. ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And turns the sun to shade; alas! alas! [1] => Witness my son, now in the shade of death; [2] => Whose bright out-shining beams thy cloudy wrath [3] => Hath in eternal darkness folded up. [4] => Your aery buildeth in our aery's nest. [5] => O God, that seest it, do not suffer it! [6] => As it was won with blood, lost be it so! ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Have done! for shame, if not for charity. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Urge neither charity nor shame to me: [1] => Uncharitably with me have you dealt, [2] => And shamefully by you my hopes are butcher'd. [3] => My charity is outrage, life my shame [4] => And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Have done, have done. ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O princely Buckingham I'll kiss thy hand, [1] => In sign of league and amity with thee: [2] => Now fair befal thee and thy noble house! [3] => Thy garments are not spotted with our blood, [4] => Nor thou within the compass of my curse. ) ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nor no one here; for curses never pass [1] => The lips of those that breathe them in the air. ) ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll not believe but they ascend the sky, [1] => And there awake God's gentle-sleeping peace. [2] => O Buckingham, take heed of yonder dog! [3] => Look, when he fawns, he bites; and when he bites, [4] => His venom tooth will rankle to the death: [5] => Have not to do with him, beware of him; [6] => Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him, [7] => And all their ministers attend on him. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => What doth she say, my Lord of Buckingham? ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Nothing that I respect, my gracious lord. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, dost thou scorn me for my gentle counsel? [1] => And soothe the devil that I warn thee from? [2] => O, but remember this another day, [3] => When he shall split thy very heart with sorrow, [4] => And say poor Margaret was a prophetess! [5] => Live each of you the subjects to his hate, [6] => And he to yours, and all of you to God's! ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => My hair doth stand on end to hear her curses. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => And so doth mine: I muse why she's at liberty. ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cannot blame her: by God's holy mother, [1] => She hath had too much wrong; and I repent [2] => My part thereof that I have done to her. ) ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => I never did her any, to my knowledge. ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But you have all the vantage of her wrong. [1] => I was too hot to do somebody good, [2] => That is too cold in thinking of it now. [3] => Marry, as for Clarence, he is well repaid, [4] => He is frank'd up to fatting for his pains [5] => God pardon them that are the cause of it! ) ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A virtuous and a Christian-like conclusion, [1] => To pray for them that have done scathe to us. ) ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So do I ever: [1] => being well-advised. [2] => For had I cursed now, I had cursed myself. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, his majesty doth call for you, [1] => And for your grace; and you, my noble lords. ) ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Catesby, we come. Lords, will you go with us? ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Madam, we will attend your grace. ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do the wrong, and first begin to brawl. [1] => The secret mischiefs that I set abroach [2] => I lay unto the grievous charge of others. [3] => Clarence, whom I, indeed, have laid in darkness, [4] => I do beweep to many simple gulls [5] => Namely, to Hastings, Derby, Buckingham; [6] => And say it is the queen and her allies [7] => That stir the king against the duke my brother. [8] => Now, they believe it; and withal whet me [9] => To be revenged on Rivers, Vaughan, Grey: [10] => But then I sigh; and, with a piece of scripture, [11] => Tell them that God bids us do good for evil: [12] => And thus I clothe my naked villany [13] => With old odd ends stolen out of holy writ; [14] => And seem a saint, when most I play the devil. [15] => But, soft! here come my executioners. [16] => How now, my hardy, stout resolved mates! [17] => Are you now going to dispatch this deed? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter two Murderers ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We are, my lord; and come to have the warrant [1] => That we may be admitted where he is. ) ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well thought upon; I have it here about me. [1] => When you have done, repair to Crosby Place. [2] => But, sirs, be sudden in the execution, [3] => Withal obdurate, do not hear him plead; [4] => For Clarence is well-spoken, and perhaps [5] => May move your hearts to pity if you mark him. ) [STAGEDIR] => Gives the warrant ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tush! [1] => Fear not, my lord, we will not stand to prate; [2] => Talkers are no good doers: be assured [3] => We come to use our hands and not our tongues. ) ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Your eyes drop millstones, when fools' eyes drop tears: [1] => I like you, lads; about your business straight; [2] => Go, go, dispatch. ) ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => We will, my noble lord. ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. London. The Tower. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter CLARENCE and BRAKENBURY [1] => Enter the two Murderers [2] => BRAKENBURY reads it [3] => Exit BRAKENBURY [4] => Exit, with the body [5] => Re-enter First Murderer [6] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Why looks your grace so heavily today? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, I have pass'd a miserable night, [1] => So full of ugly sights, of ghastly dreams, [2] => That, as I am a Christian faithful man, [3] => I would not spend another such a night, [4] => Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days, [5] => So full of dismal terror was the time! ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => What was your dream? I long to hear you tell it. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Methoughts that I had broken from the Tower, [1] => And was embark'd to cross to Burgundy; [2] => And, in my company, my brother Gloucester; [3] => Who from my cabin tempted me to walk [4] => Upon the hatches: thence we looked toward England, [5] => And cited up a thousand fearful times, [6] => During the wars of York and Lancaster [7] => That had befall'n us. As we paced along [8] => Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, [9] => Methought that Gloucester stumbled; and, in falling, [10] => Struck me, that thought to stay him, overboard, [11] => Into the tumbling billows of the main. [12] => Lord, Lord! methought, what pain it was to drown! [13] => What dreadful noise of waters in mine ears! [14] => What ugly sights of death within mine eyes! [15] => Methought I saw a thousand fearful wrecks; [16] => Ten thousand men that fishes gnaw'd upon; [17] => Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, [18] => Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, [19] => All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea: [20] => Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes [21] => Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept, [22] => As 'twere in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems, [23] => Which woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, [24] => And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Had you such leisure in the time of death [1] => To gaze upon the secrets of the deep? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Methought I had; and often did I strive [1] => To yield the ghost: but still the envious flood [2] => Kept in my soul, and would not let it forth [3] => To seek the empty, vast and wandering air; [4] => But smother'd it within my panting bulk, [5] => Which almost burst to belch it in the sea. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Awaked you not with this sore agony? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, no, my dream was lengthen'd after life; [1] => O, then began the tempest to my soul, [2] => Who pass'd, methought, the melancholy flood, [3] => With that grim ferryman which poets write of, [4] => Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. [5] => The first that there did greet my stranger soul, [6] => Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick; [7] => Who cried aloud, 'What scourge for perjury [8] => Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?' [9] => And so he vanish'd: then came wandering by [10] => A shadow like an angel, with bright hair [11] => Dabbled in blood; and he squeak'd out aloud, [12] => 'Clarence is come; false, fleeting, perjured Clarence, [13] => That stabb'd me in the field by Tewksbury; [14] => Seize on him, Furies, take him to your torments!' [15] => With that, methoughts, a legion of foul fiends [16] => Environ'd me about, and howled in mine ears [17] => Such hideous cries, that with the very noise [18] => I trembling waked, and for a season after [19] => Could not believe but that I was in hell, [20] => Such terrible impression made the dream. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No marvel, my lord, though it affrighted you; [1] => I promise, I am afraid to hear you tell it. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Brakenbury, I have done those things, [1] => Which now bear evidence against my soul, [2] => For Edward's sake; and see how he requites me! [3] => O God! if my deep prayers cannot appease thee, [4] => But thou wilt be avenged on my misdeeds, [5] => Yet execute thy wrath in me alone, [6] => O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor children! [7] => I pray thee, gentle keeper, stay by me; [8] => My soul is heavy, and I fain would sleep. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will, my lord: God give your grace good rest! [1] => Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, [2] => Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night. [3] => Princes have but their tides for their glories, [4] => An outward honour for an inward toil; [5] => And, for unfelt imagination, [6] => They often feel a world of restless cares: [7] => So that, betwixt their tides and low names, [8] => There's nothing differs but the outward fame. ) [STAGEDIR] => CLARENCE sleeps ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Ho! who's here? ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => In God's name what are you, and how came you hither? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => I would speak with Clarence, and I came hither on my legs. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Yea, are you so brief? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O sir, it is better to be brief than tedious. Show [1] => him our commission; talk no more. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am, in this, commanded to deliver [1] => The noble Duke of Clarence to your hands: [2] => I will not reason what is meant hereby, [3] => Because I will be guiltless of the meaning. [4] => Here are the keys, there sits the duke asleep: [5] => I'll to the king; and signify to him [6] => That thus I have resign'd my charge to you. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Do so, it is a point of wisdom: fare you well. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => What, shall we stab him as he sleeps? ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => No; then he will say 'twas done cowardly, when he wakes. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When he wakes! why, fool, he shall never wake till [1] => the judgment-day. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Why, then he will say we stabbed him sleeping. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The urging of that word 'judgment' hath bred a kind [1] => of remorse in me. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => What, art thou afraid? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not to kill him, having a warrant for it; but to be [1] => damned for killing him, from which no warrant can defend us. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => I thought thou hadst been resolute. ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => So I am, to let him live. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Back to the Duke of Gloucester, tell him so. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray thee, stay a while: I hope my holy humour [1] => will change; 'twas wont to hold me but while one [2] => would tell twenty. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => How dost thou feel thyself now? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Faith, some certain dregs of conscience are yet [1] => within me. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Remember our reward, when the deed is done. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => 'Zounds, he dies: I had forgot the reward. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Where is thy conscience now? ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => In the Duke of Gloucester's purse. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So when he opens his purse to give us our reward, [1] => thy conscience flies out. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Let it go; there's few or none will entertain it. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => How if it come to thee again? ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll not meddle with it: it is a dangerous thing: it [1] => makes a man a coward: a man cannot steal, but it [2] => accuseth him; he cannot swear, but it cheques him; [3] => he cannot lie with his neighbour's wife, but it [4] => detects him: 'tis a blushing shamefast spirit that [5] => mutinies in a man's bosom; it fills one full of [6] => obstacles: it made me once restore a purse of gold [7] => that I found; it beggars any man that keeps it: it [8] => is turned out of all towns and cities for a [9] => dangerous thing; and every man that means to live [10] => well endeavours to trust to himself and to live [11] => without it. ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Zounds, it is even now at my elbow, persuading me [1] => not to kill the duke. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Take the devil in thy mind, and relieve him not: he [1] => would insinuate with thee but to make thee sigh. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tut, I am strong-framed, he cannot prevail with me, [1] => I warrant thee. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Spoke like a tail fellow that respects his [1] => reputation. Come, shall we to this gear? ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Take him over the costard with the hilts of thy [1] => sword, and then we will chop him in the malmsey-butt [2] => in the next room. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => O excellent devise! make a sop of him. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Hark! he stirs: shall I strike? ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => No, first let's reason with him. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Where art thou, keeper? give me a cup of wine. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second murderer [LINE] => You shall have wine enough, my lord, anon. ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => In God's name, what art thou? ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => A man, as you are. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => But not, as I am, royal. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Nor you, as we are, loyal. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Thy voice is thunder, but thy looks are humble. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => My voice is now the king's, my looks mine own. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak! [1] => Your eyes do menace me: why look you pale? [2] => Who sent you hither? Wherefore do you come? ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Both [LINE] => To, to, to-- ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => To murder me? ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Both [LINE] => Ay, ay. ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You scarcely have the hearts to tell me so, [1] => And therefore cannot have the hearts to do it. [2] => Wherein, my friends, have I offended you? ) ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Offended us you have not, but the king. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => I shall be reconciled to him again. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Never, my lord; therefore prepare to die. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Are you call'd forth from out a world of men [1] => To slay the innocent? What is my offence? [2] => Where are the evidence that do accuse me? [3] => What lawful quest have given their verdict up [4] => Unto the frowning judge? or who pronounced [5] => The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' death? [6] => Before I be convict by course of law, [7] => To threaten me with death is most unlawful. [8] => I charge you, as you hope to have redemption [9] => By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins, [10] => That you depart and lay no hands on me [11] => The deed you undertake is damnable. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => What we will do, we do upon command. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => And he that hath commanded is the king. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Erroneous vassal! the great King of kings [1] => Hath in the tables of his law commanded [2] => That thou shalt do no murder: and wilt thou, then, [3] => Spurn at his edict and fulfil a man's? [4] => Take heed; for he holds vengeance in his hands, [5] => To hurl upon their heads that break his law. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And that same vengeance doth he hurl on thee, [1] => For false forswearing and for murder too: [2] => Thou didst receive the holy sacrament, [3] => To fight in quarrel of the house of Lancaster. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And, like a traitor to the name of God, [1] => Didst break that vow; and with thy treacherous blade [2] => Unrip'dst the bowels of thy sovereign's son. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Whom thou wert sworn to cherish and defend. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How canst thou urge God's dreadful law to us, [1] => When thou hast broke it in so dear degree? ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas! for whose sake did I that ill deed? [1] => For Edward, for my brother, for his sake: Why, sirs, [2] => He sends ye not to murder me for this [3] => For in this sin he is as deep as I. [4] => If God will be revenged for this deed. [5] => O, know you yet, he doth it publicly, [6] => Take not the quarrel from his powerful arm; [7] => He needs no indirect nor lawless course [8] => To cut off those that have offended him. ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who made thee, then, a bloody minister, [1] => When gallant-springing brave Plantagenet, [2] => That princely novice, was struck dead by thee? ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => My brother's love, the devil, and my rage. ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thy brother's love, our duty, and thy fault, [1] => Provoke us hither now to slaughter thee. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Oh, if you love my brother, hate not me; [1] => I am his brother, and I love him well. [2] => If you be hired for meed, go back again, [3] => And I will send you to my brother Gloucester, [4] => Who shall reward you better for my life [5] => Than Edward will for tidings of my death. ) ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => You are deceived, your brother Gloucester hates you. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, no, he loves me, and he holds me dear: [1] => Go you to him from me. ) ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Both [LINE] => Ay, so we will. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tell him, when that our princely father York [1] => Bless'd his three sons with his victorious arm, [2] => And charged us from his soul to love each other, [3] => He little thought of this divided friendship: [4] => Bid Gloucester think of this, and he will weep. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Ay, millstones; as be lesson'd us to weep. ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => O, do not slander him, for he is kind. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Right, [1] => As snow in harvest. Thou deceivest thyself: [2] => 'Tis he that sent us hither now to slaughter thee. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It cannot be; for when I parted with him, [1] => He hugg'd me in his arms, and swore, with sobs, [2] => That he would labour my delivery. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, so he doth, now he delivers thee [1] => From this world's thraldom to the joys of heaven. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Make peace with God, for you must die, my lord. ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hast thou that holy feeling in thy soul, [1] => To counsel me to make my peace with God, [2] => And art thou yet to thy own soul so blind, [3] => That thou wilt war with God by murdering me? [4] => Ah, sirs, consider, he that set you on [5] => To do this deed will hate you for the deed. ) ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => What shall we do? ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Relent, and save your souls. ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Relent! 'tis cowardly and womanish. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Not to relent is beastly, savage, devilish. [1] => Which of you, if you were a prince's son, [2] => Being pent from liberty, as I am now, [3] => if two such murderers as yourselves came to you, [4] => Would not entreat for life? [5] => My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks: [6] => O, if thine eye be not a flatterer, [7] => Come thou on my side, and entreat for me, [8] => As you would beg, were you in my distress [9] => A begging prince what beggar pities not? ) ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Look behind you, my lord. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Take that, and that: if all this will not do, [1] => I'll drown you in the malmsey-butt within. ) [STAGEDIR] => Stabs him ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A bloody deed, and desperately dispatch'd! [1] => How fain, like Pilate, would I wash my hands [2] => Of this most grievous guilty murder done! ) ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How now! what mean'st thou, that thou help'st me not? [1] => By heavens, the duke shall know how slack thou art! ) ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I would he knew that I had saved his brother! [1] => Take thou the fee, and tell him what I say; [2] => For I repent me that the duke is slain. ) ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Murderer [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So do not I: go, coward as thou art. [1] => Now must I hide his body in some hole, [2] => Until the duke take order for his burial: [3] => And when I have my meed, I must away; [4] => For this will out, and here I must not stay. ) ) ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT II [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Flourish. Enter KING EDWARD IV sick, QUEEN ELIZABETH, DORSET, RIVERS, HASTINGS, BUCKINGHAM, GREY, and others [1] => They embrace [2] => Enter GLOUCESTER [3] => Enter DERBY [4] => Exeunt some with KING EDWARD IV and QUEEN MARGARET [5] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, so: now have I done a good day's work: [1] => You peers, continue this united league: [2] => I every day expect an embassage [3] => From my Redeemer to redeem me hence; [4] => And now in peace my soul shall part to heaven, [5] => Since I have set my friends at peace on earth. [6] => Rivers and Hastings, take each other's hand; [7] => Dissemble not your hatred, swear your love. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By heaven, my heart is purged from grudging hate: [1] => And with my hand I seal my true heart's love. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => So thrive I, as I truly swear the like! ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Take heed you dally not before your king; [1] => Lest he that is the supreme King of kings [2] => Confound your hidden falsehood, and award [3] => Either of you to be the other's end. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => So prosper I, as I swear perfect love! ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => And I, as I love Hastings with my heart! ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, yourself are not exempt in this, [1] => Nor your son Dorset, Buckingham, nor you; [2] => You have been factious one against the other, [3] => Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand; [4] => And what you do, do it unfeignedly. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here, Hastings; I will never more remember [1] => Our former hatred, so thrive I and mine! ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Dorset, embrace him; Hastings, love lord marquess. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This interchange of love, I here protest, [1] => Upon my part shall be unviolable. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => And so swear I, my lord ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, princely Buckingham, seal thou this league [1] => With thy embracements to my wife's allies, [2] => And make me happy in your unity. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Whenever Buckingham doth turn his hate [1] => On you or yours, [2] => but with all duteous love [3] => Doth cherish you and yours, God punish me [4] => With hate in those where I expect most love! [5] => When I have most need to employ a friend, [6] => And most assured that he is a friend [7] => Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile, [8] => Be he unto me! this do I beg of God, [9] => When I am cold in zeal to yours. ) [STAGEDIR] => To the Queen ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A pleasing cordial, princely Buckingham, [1] => is this thy vow unto my sickly heart. [2] => There wanteth now our brother Gloucester here, [3] => To make the perfect period of this peace. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => And, in good time, here comes the noble duke. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good morrow to my sovereign king and queen: [1] => And, princely peers, a happy time of day! ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Happy, indeed, as we have spent the day. [1] => Brother, we done deeds of charity; [2] => Made peace enmity, fair love of hate, [3] => Between these swelling wrong-incensed peers. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A blessed labour, my most sovereign liege: [1] => Amongst this princely heap, if any here, [2] => By false intelligence, or wrong surmise, [3] => Hold me a foe; [4] => If I unwittingly, or in my rage, [5] => Have aught committed that is hardly borne [6] => By any in this presence, I desire [7] => To reconcile me to his friendly peace: [8] => 'Tis death to me to be at enmity; [9] => I hate it, and desire all good men's love. [10] => First, madam, I entreat true peace of you, [11] => Which I will purchase with my duteous service; [12] => Of you, my noble cousin Buckingham, [13] => If ever any grudge were lodged between us; [14] => Of you, Lord Rivers, and, Lord Grey, of you; [15] => That without desert have frown'd on me; [16] => Dukes, earls, lords, gentlemen; indeed, of all. [17] => I do not know that Englishman alive [18] => With whom my soul is any jot at odds [19] => More than the infant that is born to-night [20] => I thank my God for my humility. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A holy day shall this be kept hereafter: [1] => I would to God all strifes were well compounded. [2] => My sovereign liege, I do beseech your majesty [3] => To take our brother Clarence to your grace. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, madam, have I offer'd love for this [1] => To be so bouted in this royal presence? [2] => Who knows not that the noble duke is dead? [3] => You do him injury to scorn his corse. ) [STAGEDIR] => They all start ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Who knows not he is dead! who knows he is? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => All seeing heaven, what a world is this! ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Look I so pale, Lord Dorset, as the rest? ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, my good lord; and no one in this presence [1] => But his red colour hath forsook his cheeks. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Is Clarence dead? the order was reversed. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But he, poor soul, by your first order died, [1] => And that a winged Mercury did bear: [2] => Some tardy cripple bore the countermand, [3] => That came too lag to see him buried. [4] => God grant that some, less noble and less loyal, [5] => Nearer in bloody thoughts, but not in blood, [6] => Deserve not worse than wretched Clarence did, [7] => And yet go current from suspicion! ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => A boon, my sovereign, for my service done! ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => I pray thee, peace: my soul is full of sorrow. ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => I will not rise, unless your highness grant. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Then speak at once what is it thou demand'st. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The forfeit, sovereign, of my servant's life; [1] => Who slew to-day a righteous gentleman [2] => Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolk. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING EDWARD IV [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Have a tongue to doom my brother's death, [1] => And shall the same give pardon to a slave? [2] => My brother slew no man; his fault was thought, [3] => And yet his punishment was cruel death. [4] => Who sued to me for him? who, in my rage, [5] => Kneel'd at my feet, and bade me be advised [6] => Who spake of brotherhood? who spake of love? [7] => Who told me how the poor soul did forsake [8] => The mighty Warwick, and did fight for me? [9] => Who told me, in the field by Tewksbury [10] => When Oxford had me down, he rescued me, [11] => And said, 'Dear brother, live, and be a king'? [12] => Who told me, when we both lay in the field [13] => Frozen almost to death, how he did lap me [14] => Even in his own garments, and gave himself, [15] => All thin and naked, to the numb cold night? [16] => All this from my remembrance brutish wrath [17] => Sinfully pluck'd, and not a man of you [18] => Had so much grace to put it in my mind. [19] => But when your carters or your waiting-vassals [20] => Have done a drunken slaughter, and defaced [21] => The precious image of our dear Redeemer, [22] => You straight are on your knees for pardon, pardon; [23] => And I unjustly too, must grant it you [24] => But for my brother not a man would speak, [25] => Nor I, ungracious, speak unto myself [26] => For him, poor soul. The proudest of you all [27] => Have been beholding to him in his life; [28] => Yet none of you would once plead for his life. [29] => O God, I fear thy justice will take hold [30] => On me, and you, and mine, and yours for this! [31] => Come, Hastings, help me to my closet. [32] => Oh, poor Clarence! ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is the fruit of rashness! Mark'd you not [1] => How that the guilty kindred of the queen [2] => Look'd pale when they did hear of Clarence' death? [3] => O, they did urge it still unto the king! [4] => God will revenge it. But come, let us in, [5] => To comfort Edward with our company. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => We wait upon your grace. ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter the DUCHESS OF YORK, with the two children of CLARENCE [1] => Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH, with her hair about her ears; RIVERS, and DORSET after her [2] => Enter GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, and RATCLIFF [3] => Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM and GLOUCESTER [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => Tell me, good grandam, is our father dead? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => No, boy. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why do you wring your hands, and beat your breast, [1] => And cry 'O Clarence, my unhappy son!' ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Girl [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why do you look on us, and shake your head, [1] => And call us wretches, orphans, castaways [2] => If that our noble father be alive? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My pretty cousins, you mistake me much; [1] => I do lament the sickness of the king. [2] => As loath to lose him, not your father's death; [3] => It were lost sorrow to wail one that's lost. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then, grandam, you conclude that he is dead. [1] => The king my uncle is to blame for this: [2] => God will revenge it; whom I will importune [3] => With daily prayers all to that effect. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Girl [LINE] => And so will I. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Peace, children, peace! the king doth love you well: [1] => Incapable and shallow innocents, [2] => You cannot guess who caused your father's death. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Grandam, we can; for my good uncle Gloucester [1] => Told me, the king, provoked by the queen, [2] => Devised impeachments to imprison him : [3] => And when my uncle told me so, he wept, [4] => And hugg'd me in his arm, and kindly kiss'd my cheek; [5] => Bade me rely on him as on my father, [6] => And he would love me dearly as his child. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Oh, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes, [1] => And with a virtuous vizard hide foul guile! [2] => He is my son; yea, and therein my shame; [3] => Yet from my dugs he drew not this deceit. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => Think you my uncle did dissemble, grandam? ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Ay, boy. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => I cannot think it. Hark! what noise is this? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Oh, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, [1] => To chide my fortune, and torment myself? [2] => I'll join with black despair against my soul, [3] => And to myself become an enemy. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => What means this scene of rude impatience? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To make an act of tragic violence: [1] => Edward, my lord, your son, our king, is dead. [2] => Why grow the branches now the root is wither'd? [3] => Why wither not the leaves the sap being gone? [4] => If you will live, lament; if die, be brief, [5] => That our swift-winged souls may catch the king's; [6] => Or, like obedient subjects, follow him [7] => To his new kingdom of perpetual rest. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, so much interest have I in thy sorrow [1] => As I had title in thy noble husband! [2] => I have bewept a worthy husband's death, [3] => And lived by looking on his images: [4] => But now two mirrors of his princely semblance [5] => Are crack'd in pieces by malignant death, [6] => And I for comfort have but one false glass, [7] => Which grieves me when I see my shame in him. [8] => Thou art a widow; yet thou art a mother, [9] => And hast the comfort of thy children left thee: [10] => But death hath snatch'd my husband from mine arms, [11] => And pluck'd two crutches from my feeble limbs, [12] => Edward and Clarence. O, what cause have I, [13] => Thine being but a moiety of my grief, [14] => To overgo thy plaints and drown thy cries! ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Boy [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good aunt, you wept not for our father's death; [1] => How can we aid you with our kindred tears? ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Girl [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Our fatherless distress was left unmoan'd; [1] => Your widow-dolour likewise be unwept! ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Give me no help in lamentation; [1] => I am not barren to bring forth complaints [2] => All springs reduce their currents to mine eyes, [3] => That I, being govern'd by the watery moon, [4] => May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! [5] => Oh for my husband, for my dear lord Edward! ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Children [LINE] => Oh for our father, for our dear lord Clarence! ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Alas for both, both mine, Edward and Clarence! ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => What stay had I but Edward? and he's gone. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Children [LINE] => What stay had we but Clarence? and he's gone. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => What stays had I but they? and they are gone. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Was never widow had so dear a loss! ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Children [LINE] => Were never orphans had so dear a loss! ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Was never mother had so dear a loss! [1] => Alas, I am the mother of these moans! [2] => Their woes are parcell'd, mine are general. [3] => She for an Edward weeps, and so do I; [4] => I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: [5] => These babes for Clarence weep and so do I; [6] => I for an Edward weep, so do not they: [7] => Alas, you three, on me, threefold distress'd, [8] => Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, [9] => And I will pamper it with lamentations. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Comfort, dear mother: God is much displeased [1] => That you take with unthankfulness, his doing: [2] => In common worldly things, 'tis call'd ungrateful, [3] => With dull unwilligness to repay a debt [4] => Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent; [5] => Much more to be thus opposite with heaven, [6] => For it requires the royal debt it lent you. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, bethink you, like a careful mother, [1] => Of the young prince your son: send straight for him [2] => Let him be crown'd; in him your comfort lives: [3] => Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's grave, [4] => And plant your joys in living Edward's throne. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, have comfort: all of us have cause [1] => To wail the dimming of our shining star; [2] => But none can cure their harms by wailing them. [3] => Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; [4] => I did not see your grace: humbly on my knee [5] => I crave your blessing. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God bless thee; and put meekness in thy mind, [1] => Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => That is the butt-end of a mother's blessing: [2] => I marvel why her grace did leave it out. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You cloudy princes and heart-sorrowing peers, [1] => That bear this mutual heavy load of moan, [2] => Now cheer each other in each other's love [3] => Though we have spent our harvest of this king, [4] => We are to reap the harvest of his son. [5] => The broken rancour of your high-swoln hearts, [6] => But lately splinter'd, knit, and join'd together, [7] => Must gently be preserved, cherish'd, and kept: [8] => Me seemeth good, that, with some little train, [9] => Forthwith from Ludlow the young prince be fetch'd [10] => Hither to London, to be crown'd our king. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Why with some little train, my Lord of Buckingham? ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, my lord, lest, by a multitude, [1] => The new-heal'd wound of malice should break out, [2] => Which would be so much the more dangerous [3] => By how much the estate is green and yet ungovern'd: [4] => Where every horse bears his commanding rein, [5] => And may direct his course as please himself, [6] => As well the fear of harm, as harm apparent, [7] => In my opinion, ought to be prevented. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I hope the king made peace with all of us [1] => And the compact is firm and true in me. ) ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And so in me; and so, I think, in all: [1] => Yet, since it is but green, it should be put [2] => To no apparent likelihood of breach, [3] => Which haply by much company might be urged: [4] => Therefore I say with noble Buckingham, [5] => That it is meet so few should fetch the prince. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => And so say I. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then be it so; and go we to determine [1] => Who they shall be that straight shall post to Ludlow. [2] => Madam, and you, my mother, will you go [3] => To give your censures in this weighty business? ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Array ( [0] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [1] => DUCHESS OF YORK ) [LINE] => With all our harts. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, whoever journeys to the Prince, [1] => For God's sake, let not us two be behind; [2] => For, by the way, I'll sort occasion, [3] => As index to the story we late talk'd of, [4] => To part the queen's proud kindred from the king. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My other self, my counsel's consistory, [1] => My oracle, my prophet! My dear cousin, [2] => I, like a child, will go by thy direction. [3] => Towards Ludlow then, for we'll not stay behind. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. London. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter two Citizens meeting [1] => Enter another Citizen [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Citizen [LINE] => Neighbour, well met: whither away so fast? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I promise you, I scarcely know myself: [1] => Hear you the news abroad? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Citizen [LINE] => Ay, that the king is dead. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bad news, by'r lady; seldom comes the better: [1] => I fear, I fear 'twill prove a troublous world. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => Neighbours, God speed! ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Citizen [LINE] => Give you good morrow, sir. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => Doth this news hold of good King Edward's death? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Citizen [LINE] => Ay, sir, it is too true; God help the while! ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => Then, masters, look to see a troublous world. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Citizen [LINE] => No, no; by God's good grace his son shall reign. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => Woe to the land that's govern'd by a child! ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => In him there is a hope of government, [1] => That in his nonage council under him, [2] => And in his full and ripen'd years himself, [3] => No doubt, shall then and till then govern well. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So stood the state when Henry the Sixth [1] => Was crown'd in Paris but at nine months old. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stood the state so? No, no, good friends, God wot; [1] => For then this land was famously enrich'd [2] => With politic grave counsel; then the king [3] => Had virtuous uncles to protect his grace. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Citizen [LINE] => Why, so hath this, both by the father and mother. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Better it were they all came by the father, [1] => Or by the father there were none at all; [2] => For emulation now, who shall be nearest, [3] => Will touch us all too near, if God prevent not. [4] => O, full of danger is the Duke of Gloucester! [5] => And the queen's sons and brothers haught and proud: [6] => And were they to be ruled, and not to rule, [7] => This sickly land might solace as before. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => First Citizen [LINE] => Come, come, we fear the worst; all shall be well. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When clouds appear, wise men put on their cloaks; [1] => When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand; [2] => When the sun sets, who doth not look for night? [3] => Untimely storms make men expect a dearth. [4] => All may be well; but, if God sort it so, [5] => 'Tis more than we deserve, or I expect. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Truly, the souls of men are full of dread: [1] => Ye cannot reason almost with a man [2] => That looks not heavily and full of fear. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Before the times of change, still is it so: [1] => By a divine instinct men's minds mistrust [2] => Ensuing dangers; as by proof, we see [3] => The waters swell before a boisterous storm. [4] => But leave it all to God. whither away? ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Citizen [LINE] => Marry, we were sent for to the justices. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Citizen [LINE] => And so was I: I'll bear you company. ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter the ARCHBISHOP OF YORK, young YORK, QUEEN ELIZABETH, and the DUCHESS OF YORK [1] => Enter a Messenger [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARCHBISHOP OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Last night, I hear, they lay at Northampton; [1] => At Stony-Stratford will they be to-night: [2] => To-morrow, or next day, they will be here. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I long with all my heart to see the prince: [1] => I hope he is much grown since last I saw him. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But I hear, no; they say my son of York [1] => Hath almost overta'en him in his growth. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Ay, mother; but I would not have it so. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Why, my young cousin, it is good to grow. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Grandam, one night, as we did sit at supper, [1] => My uncle Rivers talk'd how I did grow [2] => More than my brother: 'Ay,' quoth my uncle [3] => Gloucester, [4] => 'Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace:' [5] => And since, methinks, I would not grow so fast, [6] => Because sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good faith, good faith, the saying did not hold [1] => In him that did object the same to thee; [2] => He was the wretched'st thing when he was young, [3] => So long a-growing and so leisurely, [4] => That, if this rule were true, he should be gracious. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARCHBISHOP OF YORK [LINE] => Why, madam, so, no doubt, he is. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => I hope he is; but yet let mothers doubt. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by my troth, if I had been remember'd, [1] => I could have given my uncle's grace a flout, [2] => To touch his growth nearer than he touch'd mine. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => How, my pretty York? I pray thee, let me hear it. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, they say my uncle grew so fast [1] => That he could gnaw a crust at two hours old [2] => 'Twas full two years ere I could get a tooth. [3] => Grandam, this would have been a biting jest. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => I pray thee, pretty York, who told thee this? ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Grandam, his nurse. ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => His nurse! why, she was dead ere thou wert born. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => If 'twere not she, I cannot tell who told me. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => A parlous boy: go to, you are too shrewd. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARCHBISHOP OF YORK [LINE] => Good madam, be not angry with the child. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Pitchers have ears. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARCHBISHOP OF YORK [LINE] => Here comes a messenger. What news? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Such news, my lord, as grieves me to unfold. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => How fares the prince? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Well, madam, and in health. ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => What is thy news then? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Lord Rivers and Lord Grey are sent to Pomfret, [1] => With them Sir Thomas Vaughan, prisoners. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Who hath committed them? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The mighty dukes [1] => Gloucester and Buckingham. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => For what offence? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The sum of all I can, I have disclosed; [1] => Why or for what these nobles were committed [2] => Is all unknown to me, my gracious lady. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay me, I see the downfall of our house! [1] => The tiger now hath seized the gentle hind; [2] => Insulting tyranny begins to jet [3] => Upon the innocent and aweless throne: [4] => Welcome, destruction, death, and massacre! [5] => I see, as in a map, the end of all. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Accursed and unquiet wrangling days, [1] => How many of you have mine eyes beheld! [2] => My husband lost his life to get the crown; [3] => And often up and down my sons were toss'd, [4] => For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: [5] => And being seated, and domestic broils [6] => Clean over-blown, themselves, the conquerors. [7] => Make war upon themselves; blood against blood, [8] => Self against self: O, preposterous [9] => And frantic outrage, end thy damned spleen; [10] => Or let me die, to look on death no more! ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, my boy; we will to sanctuary. [1] => Madam, farewell. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => I'll go along with you. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => You have no cause. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ARCHBISHOP OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My gracious lady, go; [1] => And thither bear your treasure and your goods. [2] => For my part, I'll resign unto your grace [3] => The seal I keep: and so betide to me [4] => As well I tender you and all of yours! [5] => Come, I'll conduct you to the sanctuary. ) ) ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT III [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. London. A street. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => The trumpets sound. Enter the young PRINCE EDWARD, GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM, CARDINAL, CATESBY, and others [1] => Enter the Lord Mayor and his train [2] => Enter HASTINGS [3] => Enter young YORK, HASTINGS, and the CARDINAL [4] => A Sennet. Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM and CATESBY [5] => Exit CATESBY [6] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Welcome, sweet prince, to London, to your chamber. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Welcome, dear cousin, my thoughts' sovereign [1] => The weary way hath made you melancholy. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, uncle; but our crosses on the way [1] => Have made it tedious, wearisome, and heavy [2] => I want more uncles here to welcome me. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years [1] => Hath not yet dived into the world's deceit [2] => Nor more can you distinguish of a man [3] => Than of his outward show; which, God he knows, [4] => Seldom or never jumpeth with the heart. [5] => Those uncles which you want were dangerous; [6] => Your grace attended to their sugar'd words, [7] => But look'd not on the poison of their hearts : [8] => God keep you from them, and from such false friends! ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => God keep me from false friends! but they were none. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => My lord, the mayor of London comes to greet you. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord Mayor [LINE] => God bless your grace with health and happy days! ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you, good my lord; and thank you all. [1] => I thought my mother, and my brother York, [2] => Would long ere this have met us on the way [3] => Fie, what a slug is Hastings, that he comes not [4] => To tell us whether they will come or no! ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => And, in good time, here comes the sweating lord. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Welcome, my lord: what, will our mother come? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => On what occasion, God he knows, not I, [1] => The queen your mother, and your brother York, [2] => Have taken sanctuary: the tender prince [3] => Would fain have come with me to meet your grace, [4] => But by his mother was perforce withheld. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fie, what an indirect and peevish course [1] => Is this of hers! Lord cardinal, will your grace [2] => Persuade the queen to send the Duke of York [3] => Unto his princely brother presently? [4] => If she deny, Lord Hastings, go with him, [5] => And from her jealous arms pluck him perforce. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of Buckingham, if my weak oratory [1] => Can from his mother win the Duke of York, [2] => Anon expect him here; but if she be obdurate [3] => To mild entreaties, God in heaven forbid [4] => We should infringe the holy privilege [5] => Of blessed sanctuary! not for all this land [6] => Would I be guilty of so deep a sin. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You are too senseless--obstinate, my lord, [1] => Too ceremonious and traditional [2] => Weigh it but with the grossness of this age, [3] => You break not sanctuary in seizing him. [4] => The benefit thereof is always granted [5] => To those whose dealings have deserved the place, [6] => And those who have the wit to claim the place: [7] => This prince hath neither claim'd it nor deserved it; [8] => And therefore, in mine opinion, cannot have it: [9] => Then, taking him from thence that is not there, [10] => You break no privilege nor charter there. [11] => Oft have I heard of sanctuary men; [12] => But sanctuary children ne'er till now. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CARDINAL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, you shall o'er-rule my mind for once. [1] => Come on, Lord Hastings, will you go with me? ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => I go, my lord. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good lords, make all the speedy haste you may. [1] => Say, uncle Gloucester, if our brother come, [2] => Where shall we sojourn till our coronation? ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt CARDINAL and HASTINGS ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where it seems best unto your royal self. [1] => If I may counsel you, some day or two [2] => Your highness shall repose you at the Tower: [3] => Then where you please, and shall be thought most fit [4] => For your best health and recreation. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do not like the Tower, of any place. [1] => Did Julius Caesar build that place, my lord? ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He did, my gracious lord, begin that place; [1] => Which, since, succeeding ages have re-edified. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is it upon record, or else reported [1] => Successively from age to age, he built it? ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Upon record, my gracious lord. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But say, my lord, it were not register'd, [1] => Methinks the truth should live from age to age, [2] => As 'twere retail'd to all posterity, [3] => Even to the general all-ending day. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => live long. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => What say you, uncle? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I say, without characters, fame lives long. [1] => Thus, like the formal vice, Iniquity, [2] => I moralize two meanings in one word. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That Julius Caesar was a famous man; [1] => With what his valour did enrich his wit, [2] => His wit set down to make his valour live [3] => Death makes no conquest of this conqueror; [4] => For now he lives in fame, though not in life. [5] => I'll tell you what, my cousin Buckingham,-- ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => What, my gracious lord? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An if I live until I be a man, [1] => I'll win our ancient right in France again, [2] => Or die a soldier, as I lived a king. ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Now, in good time, here comes the Duke of York. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Richard of York! how fares our loving brother? ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Well, my dread lord; so must I call you now. ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, brother, to our grief, as it is yours: [1] => Too late he died that might have kept that title, [2] => Which by his death hath lost much majesty. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => How fares our cousin, noble Lord of York? ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank you, gentle uncle. O, my lord, [1] => You said that idle weeds are fast in growth [2] => The prince my brother hath outgrown me far. ) ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => He hath, my lord. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => And therefore is he idle? ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => O, my fair cousin, I must not say so. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Then is he more beholding to you than I. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He may command me as my sovereign; [1] => But you have power in me as in a kinsman. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => I pray you, uncle, give me this dagger. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => My dagger, little cousin? with all my heart. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => A beggar, brother? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Of my kind uncle, that I know will give; [1] => And being but a toy, which is no grief to give. ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => A greater gift than that I'll give my cousin. ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => A greater gift! O, that's the sword to it. ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => A gentle cousin, were it light enough. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, then, I see, you will part but with light gifts; [1] => In weightier things you'll say a beggar nay. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => It is too heavy for your grace to wear. ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => I weigh it lightly, were it heavier. ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => What, would you have my weapon, little lord? ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => I would, that I might thank you as you call me. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => How? ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Little. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord of York will still be cross in talk: [1] => Uncle, your grace knows how to bear with him. ) ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You mean, to bear me, not to bear with me: [1] => Uncle, my brother mocks both you and me; [2] => Because that I am little, like an ape, [3] => He thinks that you should bear me on your shoulders. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => With what a sharp-provided wit he reasons! [1] => To mitigate the scorn he gives his uncle, [2] => He prettily and aptly taunts himself: [3] => So cunning and so young is wonderful. ) ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, will't please you pass along? [1] => Myself and my good cousin Buckingham [2] => Will to your mother, to entreat of her [3] => To meet you at the Tower and welcome you. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => What, will you go unto the Tower, my lord? ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => My lord protector needs will have it so. ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => I shall not sleep in quiet at the Tower. ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Why, what should you fear? ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, my uncle Clarence' angry ghost: [1] => My grandam told me he was murdered there. ) ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => I fear no uncles dead. ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Nor none that live, I hope. ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => PRINCE EDWARD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => An if they live, I hope I need not fear. [1] => But come, my lord; and with a heavy heart, [2] => Thinking on them, go I unto the Tower. ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Think you, my lord, this little prating York [1] => Was not incensed by his subtle mother [2] => To taunt and scorn you thus opprobriously? ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No doubt, no doubt; O, 'tis a parlous boy; [1] => Bold, quick, ingenious, forward, capable [2] => He is all the mother's, from the top to toe. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, let them rest. Come hither, Catesby. [1] => Thou art sworn as deeply to effect what we intend [2] => As closely to conceal what we impart: [3] => Thou know'st our reasons urged upon the way; [4] => What think'st thou? is it not an easy matter [5] => To make William Lord Hastings of our mind, [6] => For the instalment of this noble duke [7] => In the seat royal of this famous isle? ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He for his father's sake so loves the prince, [1] => That he will not be won to aught against him. ) ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => What think'st thou, then, of Stanley? what will he? ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => He will do all in all as Hastings doth. ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, then, no more but this: go, gentle Catesby, [1] => And, as it were far off sound thou Lord Hastings, [2] => How doth he stand affected to our purpose; [3] => And summon him to-morrow to the Tower, [4] => To sit about the coronation. [5] => If thou dost find him tractable to us, [6] => Encourage him, and show him all our reasons: [7] => If he be leaden, icy-cold, unwilling, [8] => Be thou so too; and so break off your talk, [9] => And give us notice of his inclination: [10] => For we to-morrow hold divided councils, [11] => Wherein thyself shalt highly be employ'd. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Commend me to Lord William: tell him, Catesby, [1] => His ancient knot of dangerous adversaries [2] => To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret-castle; [3] => And bid my friend, for joy of this good news, [4] => Give mistress Shore one gentle kiss the more. ) ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Good Catesby, go, effect this business soundly. ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => My good lords both, with all the heed I may. ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Shall we hear from you, Catesby, ere we sleep? ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => You shall, my lord. ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => At Crosby Place, there shall you find us both. ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, my lord, what shall we do, if we perceive [1] => Lord Hastings will not yield to our complots? ) ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Chop off his head, man; somewhat we will do: [1] => And, look, when I am king, claim thou of me [2] => The earldom of Hereford, and the moveables [3] => Whereof the king my brother stood possess'd. ) ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => I'll claim that promise at your grace's hands. ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And look to have it yielded with all willingness. [1] => Come, let us sup betimes, that afterwards [2] => We may digest our complots in some form. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. Before Lord Hastings' house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter a Messenger [1] => Enter HASTINGS [2] => Exit [3] => Enter CATESBY [4] => Enter a Pursuivant [5] => Throws him his purse [6] => Exit [7] => Enter a Priest [8] => He whispers in his ear [9] => Enter BUCKINGHAM [10] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => What, ho! my lord! ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Within ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => A messenger from the Lord Stanley. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => What is't o'clock? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Upon the stroke of four. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Cannot thy master sleep these tedious nights? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So it should seem by that I have to say. [1] => First, he commends him to your noble lordship. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => And then? ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And then he sends you word [1] => He dreamt to-night the boar had razed his helm: [2] => Besides, he says there are two councils held; [3] => And that may be determined at the one [4] => which may make you and him to rue at the other. [5] => Therefore he sends to know your lordship's pleasure, [6] => If presently you will take horse with him, [7] => And with all speed post with him toward the north, [8] => To shun the danger that his soul divines. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, fellow, go, return unto thy lord; [1] => Bid him not fear the separated councils [2] => His honour and myself are at the one, [3] => And at the other is my servant Catesby [4] => Where nothing can proceed that toucheth us [5] => Whereof I shall not have intelligence. [6] => Tell him his fears are shallow, wanting instance: [7] => And for his dreams, I wonder he is so fond [8] => To trust the mockery of unquiet slumbers [9] => To fly the boar before the boar pursues, [10] => Were to incense the boar to follow us [11] => And make pursuit where he did mean no chase. [12] => Go, bid thy master rise and come to me [13] => And we will both together to the Tower, [14] => Where, he shall see, the boar will use us kindly. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => My gracious lord, I'll tell him what you say. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Many good morrows to my noble lord! ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good morrow, Catesby; you are early stirring [1] => What news, what news, in this our tottering state? ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It is a reeling world, indeed, my lord; [1] => And I believe twill never stand upright [2] => Tim Richard wear the garland of the realm. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => How! wear the garland! dost thou mean the crown? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Ay, my good lord. ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I'll have this crown of mine cut from my shoulders [1] => Ere I will see the crown so foul misplaced. [2] => But canst thou guess that he doth aim at it? ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, on my life; and hopes to find forward [1] => Upon his party for the gain thereof: [2] => And thereupon he sends you this good news, [3] => That this same very day your enemies, [4] => The kindred of the queen, must die at Pomfret. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Indeed, I am no mourner for that news, [1] => Because they have been still mine enemies: [2] => But, that I'll give my voice on Richard's side, [3] => To bar my master's heirs in true descent, [4] => God knows I will not do it, to the death. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => God keep your lordship in that gracious mind! ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But I shall laugh at this a twelve-month hence, [1] => That they who brought me in my master's hate [2] => I live to look upon their tragedy. [3] => I tell thee, Catesby-- ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => What, my lord? ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ere a fortnight make me elder, [1] => I'll send some packing that yet think not on it. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => 'Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious lord, [1] => When men are unprepared and look not for it. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O monstrous, monstrous! and so falls it out [1] => With Rivers, Vaughan, Grey: and so 'twill do [2] => With some men else, who think themselves as safe [3] => As thou and I; who, as thou know'st, are dear [4] => To princely Richard and to Buckingham. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The princes both make high account of you; [1] => For they account his head upon the bridge. ) [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know they do; and I have well deserved it. [1] => Come on, come on; where is your boar-spear, man? [2] => Fear you the boar, and go so unprovided? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter STANLEY ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, good morrow; good morrow, Catesby: [1] => You may jest on, but, by the holy rood, [2] => I do not like these several councils, I. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, [1] => I hold my life as dear as you do yours; [2] => And never in my life, I do protest, [3] => Was it more precious to me than 'tis now: [4] => Think you, but that I know our state secure, [5] => I would be so triumphant as I am? ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The lords at Pomfret, when they rode from London, [1] => Were jocund, and supposed their state was sure, [2] => And they indeed had no cause to mistrust; [3] => But yet, you see how soon the day o'ercast. [4] => This sudden stag of rancour I misdoubt: [5] => Pray God, I say, I prove a needless coward! [6] => What, shall we toward the Tower? the day is spent. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, have with you. Wot you what, my lord? [1] => To-day the lords you talk of are beheaded. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORD STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They, for their truth, might better wear their heads [1] => Than some that have accused them wear their hats. [2] => But come, my lord, let us away. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go on before; I'll talk with this good fellow. [1] => How now, sirrah! how goes the world with thee? ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt STANLEY and CATESBY ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pursuivant [LINE] => The better that your lordship please to ask. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I tell thee, man, 'tis better with me now [1] => Than when I met thee last where now we meet: [2] => Then was I going prisoner to the Tower, [3] => By the suggestion of the queen's allies; [4] => But now, I tell thee--keep it to thyself-- [5] => This day those enemies are put to death, [6] => And I in better state than e'er I was. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pursuivant [LINE] => God hold it, to your honour's good content! ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Gramercy, fellow: there, drink that for me. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Pursuivant [LINE] => God save your lordship! ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Priest [LINE] => Well met, my lord; I am glad to see your honour. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank thee, good Sir John, with all my heart. [1] => I am in your debt for your last exercise; [2] => Come the next Sabbath, and I will content you. ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, talking with a priest, lord chamberlain? [1] => Your friends at Pomfret, they do need the priest; [2] => Your honour hath no shriving work in hand. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good faith, and when I met this holy man, [1] => Those men you talk of came into my mind. [2] => What, go you toward the Tower? ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do, my lord; but long I shall not stay [1] => I shall return before your lordship thence. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => 'Tis like enough, for I stay dinner there. ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside ) [1] => Come, will you go? ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => I'll wait upon your lordship. ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Pomfret Castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter RATCLIFF, with halberds, carrying RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN to death [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Come, bring forth the prisoners. ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir Richard Ratcliff, let me tell thee this: [1] => To-day shalt thou behold a subject die [2] => For truth, for duty, and for loyalty. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God keep the prince from all the pack of you! [1] => A knot you are of damned blood-suckers! ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => VAUGHAN [LINE] => You live that shall cry woe for this after. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Dispatch; the limit of your lives is out. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison, [1] => Fatal and ominous to noble peers! [2] => Within the guilty closure of thy walls [3] => Richard the second here was hack'd to death; [4] => And, for more slander to thy dismal seat, [5] => We give thee up our guiltless blood to drink. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now Margaret's curse is fall'n upon our heads, [1] => For standing by when Richard stabb'd her son. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then cursed she Hastings, then cursed she Buckingham, [1] => Then cursed she Richard. O, remember, God [2] => To hear her prayers for them, as now for us [3] => And for my sister and her princely sons, [4] => Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood, [5] => Which, as thou know'st, unjustly must be spilt. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Make haste; the hour of death is expiate. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, Grey, come, Vaughan, let us all embrace: [1] => And take our leave, until we meet in heaven. ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. The Tower of London. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter BUCKINGHAM, DERBY, HASTINGS, the BISHOP OF ELY, RATCLIFF, LOVEL, with others, and take their seats at a table [1] => Enter GLOUCESTER [2] => Exit [3] => Exit GLOUCESTER, BUCKINGHAM following [4] => Re-enter BISHOP OF ELY [5] => Re-enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM [6] => Exeunt all but HASTINGS, RATCLIFF, and LOVEL [7] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lords, at once: the cause why we are met [1] => Is, to determine of the coronation. [2] => In God's name, speak: when is the royal day? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Are all things fitting for that royal time? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => It is, and wants but nomination. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BISHOP OF ELY [LINE] => To-morrow, then, I judge a happy day. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who knows the lord protector's mind herein? [1] => Who is most inward with the royal duke? ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BISHOP OF ELY [LINE] => Your grace, we think, should soonest know his mind. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who, I, my lord I we know each other's faces, [1] => But for our hearts, he knows no more of mine, [2] => Than I of yours; [3] => Nor I no more of his, than you of mine. [4] => Lord Hastings, you and he are near in love. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I thank his grace, I know he loves me well; [1] => But, for his purpose in the coronation. [2] => I have not sounded him, nor he deliver'd [3] => His gracious pleasure any way therein: [4] => But you, my noble lords, may name the time; [5] => And in the duke's behalf I'll give my voice, [6] => Which, I presume, he'll take in gentle part. ) ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BISHOP OF ELY [LINE] => Now in good time, here comes the duke himself. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My noble lords and cousins all, good morrow. [1] => I have been long a sleeper; but, I hope, [2] => My absence doth neglect no great designs, [3] => Which by my presence might have been concluded. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Had not you come upon your cue, my lord [1] => William Lord Hastings had pronounced your part,-- [2] => I mean, your voice,--for crowning of the king. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Than my Lord Hastings no man might be bolder; [1] => His lordship knows me well, and loves me well. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => I thank your grace. ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => My lord of Ely! ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BISHOP OF ELY [LINE] => My lord? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => When I was last in Holborn, [1] => I saw good strawberries in your garden there [2] => I do beseech you send for some of them. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BISHOP OF ELY [LINE] => Marry, and will, my lord, with all my heart. ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cousin of Buckingham, a word with you. [1] => Catesby hath sounded Hastings in our business, [2] => And finds the testy gentleman so hot, [3] => As he will lose his head ere give consent [4] => His master's son, as worshipful as he terms it, [5] => Shall lose the royalty of England's throne. ) [STAGEDIR] => Drawing him aside ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Withdraw you hence, my lord, I'll follow you. ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => We have not yet set down this day of triumph. [1] => To-morrow, in mine opinion, is too sudden; [2] => For I myself am not so well provided [3] => As else I would be, were the day prolong'd. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BISHOP OF ELY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where is my lord protector? I have sent for these [1] => strawberries. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => His grace looks cheerfully and smooth to-day; [1] => There's some conceit or other likes him well, [2] => When he doth bid good morrow with such a spirit. [3] => I think there's never a man in Christendom [4] => That can less hide his love or hate than he; [5] => For by his face straight shall you know his heart. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What of his heart perceive you in his face [1] => By any likelihood he show'd to-day? ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Marry, that with no man here he is offended; [1] => For, were he, he had shown it in his looks. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => I pray God he be not, I say. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I pray you all, tell me what they deserve [1] => That do conspire my death with devilish plots [2] => Of damned witchcraft, and that have prevail'd [3] => Upon my body with their hellish charms? ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The tender love I bear your grace, my lord, [1] => Makes me most forward in this noble presence [2] => To doom the offenders, whatsoever they be [3] => I say, my lord, they have deserved death. ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then be your eyes the witness of this ill: [1] => See how I am bewitch'd; behold mine arm [2] => Is, like a blasted sapling, wither'd up: [3] => And this is Edward's wife, that monstrous witch, [4] => Consorted with that harlot strumpet Shore, [5] => That by their witchcraft thus have marked me. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => If they have done this thing, my gracious lord-- ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If I thou protector of this damned strumpet-- [1] => Tellest thou me of 'ifs'? Thou art a traitor: [2] => Off with his head! Now, by Saint Paul I swear, [3] => I will not dine until I see the same. [4] => Lovel and Ratcliff, look that it be done: [5] => The rest, that love me, rise and follow me. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Woe, woe for England! not a whit for me; [1] => For I, too fond, might have prevented this. [2] => Stanley did dream the boar did raze his helm; [3] => But I disdain'd it, and did scorn to fly: [4] => Three times to-day my foot-cloth horse did stumble, [5] => And startled, when he look'd upon the Tower, [6] => As loath to bear me to the slaughter-house. [7] => O, now I want the priest that spake to me: [8] => I now repent I told the pursuivant [9] => As 'twere triumphing at mine enemies, [10] => How they at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd, [11] => And I myself secure in grace and favour. [12] => O Margaret, Margaret, now thy heavy curse [13] => Is lighted on poor Hastings' wretched head! ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Dispatch, my lord; the duke would be at dinner: [1] => Make a short shrift; he longs to see your head. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O momentary grace of mortal men, [1] => Which we more hunt for than the grace of God! [2] => Who builds his hopes in air of your good looks, [3] => Lives like a drunken sailor on a mast, [4] => Ready, with every nod, to tumble down [5] => Into the fatal bowels of the deep. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LOVEL [LINE] => Come, come, dispatch; 'tis bootless to exclaim. ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O bloody Richard! miserable England! [1] => I prophesy the fearful'st time to thee [2] => That ever wretched age hath look'd upon. [3] => Come, lead me to the block; bear him my head. [4] => They smile at me that shortly shall be dead. ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. The Tower-walls. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, in rotten armour, marvellous ill-favoured [1] => Enter the Lord Mayor and CATESBY [2] => Enter LOVEL and RATCLIFF, with HASTINGS' head [3] => Exit Lord Mayor [4] => Exit BUCKINGHAM [5] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, cousin, canst thou quake, and change thy colour, [1] => Murder thy breath in the middle of a word, [2] => And then begin again, and stop again, [3] => As if thou wert distraught and mad with terror? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tut, I can counterfeit the deep tragedian; [1] => Speak and look back, and pry on every side, [2] => Tremble and start at wagging of a straw, [3] => Intending deep suspicion: ghastly looks [4] => Are at my service, like enforced smiles; [5] => And both are ready in their offices, [6] => At any time, to grace my stratagems. [7] => But what, is Catesby gone? ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => He is; and, see, he brings the mayor along. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Lord mayor,-- ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Look to the drawbridge there! ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Hark! a drum. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Catesby, o'erlook the walls. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Lord mayor, the reason we have sent-- ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Look back, defend thee, here are enemies. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => God and our innocency defend and guard us! ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Be patient, they are friends, Ratcliff and Lovel. ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LOVEL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here is the head of that ignoble traitor, [1] => The dangerous and unsuspected Hastings. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So dear I loved the man, that I must weep. [1] => I took him for the plainest harmless creature [2] => That breathed upon this earth a Christian; [3] => Made him my book wherein my soul recorded [4] => The history of all her secret thoughts: [5] => So smooth he daub'd his vice with show of virtue, [6] => That, his apparent open guilt omitted, [7] => I mean, his conversation with Shore's wife, [8] => He lived from all attainder of suspect. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, well, he was the covert'st shelter'd traitor [1] => That ever lived. [2] => Would you imagine, or almost believe, [3] => Were't not that, by great preservation, [4] => We live to tell it you, the subtle traitor [5] => This day had plotted, in the council-house [6] => To murder me and my good Lord of Gloucester? ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord Mayor [LINE] => What, had he so? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What, think You we are Turks or infidels? [1] => Or that we would, against the form of law, [2] => Proceed thus rashly to the villain's death, [3] => But that the extreme peril of the case, [4] => The peace of England and our persons' safety, [5] => Enforced us to this execution? ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord Mayor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, fair befall you! he deserved his death; [1] => And you my good lords, both have well proceeded, [2] => To warn false traitors from the like attempts. [3] => I never look'd for better at his hands, [4] => After he once fell in with Mistress Shore. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Yet had not we determined he should die, [1] => Until your lordship came to see his death; [2] => Which now the loving haste of these our friends, [3] => Somewhat against our meaning, have prevented: [4] => Because, my lord, we would have had you heard [5] => The traitor speak, and timorously confess [6] => The manner and the purpose of his treason; [7] => That you might well have signified the same [8] => Unto the citizens, who haply may [9] => Misconstrue us in him and wail his death. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord Mayor [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But, my good lord, your grace's word shall serve, [1] => As well as I had seen and heard him speak [2] => And doubt you not, right noble princes both, [3] => But I'll acquaint our duteous citizens [4] => With all your just proceedings in this cause. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And to that end we wish'd your lord-ship here, [1] => To avoid the carping censures of the world. ) ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But since you come too late of our intents, [1] => Yet witness what you hear we did intend: [2] => And so, my good lord mayor, we bid farewell. ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, after, after, cousin Buckingham. [1] => The mayor towards Guildhall hies him in all post: [2] => There, at your meet'st advantage of the time, [3] => Infer the bastardy of Edward's children: [4] => Tell them how Edward put to death a citizen, [5] => Only for saying he would make his son [6] => Heir to the crown; meaning indeed his house, [7] => Which, by the sign thereof was termed so. [8] => Moreover, urge his hateful luxury [9] => And bestial appetite in change of lust; [10] => Which stretched to their servants, daughters, wives, [11] => Even where his lustful eye or savage heart, [12] => Without control, listed to make his prey. [13] => Nay, for a need, thus far come near my person: [14] => Tell them, when that my mother went with child [15] => Of that unsatiate Edward, noble York [16] => My princely father then had wars in France [17] => And, by just computation of the time, [18] => Found that the issue was not his begot; [19] => Which well appeared in his lineaments, [20] => Being nothing like the noble duke my father: [21] => But touch this sparingly, as 'twere far off, [22] => Because you know, my lord, my mother lives. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fear not, my lord, I'll play the orator [1] => As if the golden fee for which I plead [2] => Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you thrive well, bring them to Baynard's Castle; [1] => Where you shall find me well accompanied [2] => With reverend fathers and well-learned bishops. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I go: and towards three or four o'clock [1] => Look for the news that the Guildhall affords. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, Lovel, with all speed to Doctor Shaw; [1] => Go thou to Friar Penker; bid them both [2] => Meet me within this hour at Baynard's Castle. [3] => Now will I in, to take some privy order, [4] => To draw the brats of Clarence out of sight; [5] => And to give notice, that no manner of person [6] => At any time have recourse unto the princes. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => To CATESBY [1] => Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER ) ) ) ) [5] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VI. The same. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter a Scrivener, with a paper in his hand [1] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Scrivener [LINE] => Array ( [0] => This is the indictment of the good Lord Hastings; [1] => Which in a set hand fairly is engross'd, [2] => That it may be this day read over in Paul's. [3] => And mark how well the sequel hangs together: [4] => Eleven hours I spent to write it over, [5] => For yesternight by Catesby was it brought me; [6] => The precedent was full as long a-doing: [7] => And yet within these five hours lived Lord Hastings, [8] => Untainted, unexamined, free, at liberty [9] => Here's a good world the while! Why who's so gross, [10] => That seeth not this palpable device? [11] => Yet who's so blind, but says he sees it not? [12] => Bad is the world; and all will come to nought, [13] => When such bad dealings must be seen in thought. ) ) ) [6] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE VII. Baynard's Castle. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter GLOUCESTER and BUCKINGHAM, at several doors [1] => Exit [2] => Enter GLOUCESTER aloft, between two Bishops. CATESBY returns [3] => Exit BUCKINGHAM with the Citizens [4] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => How now, my lord, what say the citizens? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Now, by the holy mother of our Lord, [1] => The citizens are mum and speak not a word. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Touch'd you the bastardy of Edward's children? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I did; with his contract with Lady Lucy, [1] => And his contract by deputy in France; [2] => The insatiate greediness of his desires, [3] => And his enforcement of the city wives; [4] => His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy, [5] => As being got, your father then in France, [6] => His resemblance, being not like the duke; [7] => Withal I did infer your lineaments, [8] => Being the right idea of your father, [9] => Both in your form and nobleness of mind; [10] => Laid open all your victories in Scotland, [11] => Your dicipline in war, wisdom in peace, [12] => Your bounty, virtue, fair humility: [13] => Indeed, left nothing fitting for the purpose [14] => Untouch'd, or slightly handled, in discourse [15] => And when mine oratory grew to an end [16] => I bid them that did love their country's good [17] => Cry 'God save Richard, England's royal king!' ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Ah! and did they so? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, so God help me, they spake not a word; [1] => But, like dumb statues or breathing stones, [2] => Gazed each on other, and look'd deadly pale. [3] => Which when I saw, I reprehended them; [4] => And ask'd the mayor what meant this wilful silence: [5] => His answer was, the people were not wont [6] => To be spoke to but by the recorder. [7] => Then he was urged to tell my tale again, [8] => 'Thus saith the duke, thus hath the duke inferr'd;' [9] => But nothing spake in warrant from himself. [10] => When he had done, some followers of mine own, [11] => At the lower end of the hall, hurl'd up their caps, [12] => And some ten voices cried 'God save King Richard!' [13] => And thus I took the vantage of those few, [14] => 'Thanks, gentle citizens and friends,' quoth I; [15] => 'This general applause and loving shout [16] => Argues your wisdoms and your love to Richard:' [17] => And even here brake off, and came away. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => What tongueless blocks were they! would not they speak? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => No, by my troth, my lord. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Will not the mayor then and his brethren come? ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The mayor is here at hand: intend some fear; [1] => Be not you spoke with, but by mighty suit: [2] => And look you get a prayer-book in your hand, [3] => And stand betwixt two churchmen, good my lord; [4] => For on that ground I'll build a holy descant: [5] => And be not easily won to our request: [6] => Play the maid's part, still answer nay, and take it. ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I go; and if you plead as well for them [1] => As I can say nay to thee for myself, [2] => No doubt well bring it to a happy issue. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, go, up to the leads; the lord mayor knocks. [1] => Welcome my lord; I dance attendance here; [2] => I think the duke will not be spoke withal. [3] => Here comes his servant: how now, Catesby, [4] => What says he? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit GLOUCESTER [1] => Enter the Lord Mayor and Citizens [2] => Enter CATESBY ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord: he doth entreat your grace; [1] => To visit him to-morrow or next day: [2] => He is within, with two right reverend fathers, [3] => Divinely bent to meditation; [4] => And no worldly suit would he be moved, [5] => To draw him from his holy exercise. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Return, good Catesby, to thy lord again; [1] => Tell him, myself, the mayor and citizens, [2] => In deep designs and matters of great moment, [3] => No less importing than our general good, [4] => Are come to have some conference with his grace. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => I'll tell him what you say, my lord. ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, ha, my lord, this prince is not an Edward! [1] => He is not lolling on a lewd day-bed, [2] => But on his knees at meditation; [3] => Not dallying with a brace of courtezans, [4] => But meditating with two deep divines; [5] => Not sleeping, to engross his idle body, [6] => But praying, to enrich his watchful soul: [7] => Happy were England, would this gracious prince [8] => Take on himself the sovereignty thereof: [9] => But, sure, I fear, we shall ne'er win him to it. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord Mayor [LINE] => Marry, God forbid his grace should say us nay! ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I fear he will. [1] => How now, Catesby, what says your lord? ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter CATESBY ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, [1] => He wonders to what end you have assembled [2] => Such troops of citizens to speak with him, [3] => His grace not being warn'd thereof before: [4] => My lord, he fears you mean no good to him. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sorry I am my noble cousin should [1] => Suspect me, that I mean no good to him: [2] => By heaven, I come in perfect love to him; [3] => And so once more return and tell his grace. [4] => When holy and devout religious men [5] => Are at their beads, 'tis hard to draw them thence, [6] => So sweet is zealous contemplation. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit CATESBY ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord Mayor [LINE] => See, where he stands between two clergymen! ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Two props of virtue for a Christian prince, [1] => To stay him from the fall of vanity: [2] => And, see, a book of prayer in his hand, [3] => True ornaments to know a holy man. [4] => Famous Plantagenet, most gracious prince, [5] => Lend favourable ears to our request; [6] => And pardon us the interruption [7] => Of thy devotion and right Christian zeal. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, there needs no such apology: [1] => I rather do beseech you pardon me, [2] => Who, earnest in the service of my God, [3] => Neglect the visitation of my friends. [4] => But, leaving this, what is your grace's pleasure? ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even that, I hope, which pleaseth God above, [1] => And all good men of this ungovern'd isle. ) ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I do suspect I have done some offence [1] => That seems disgracious in the city's eyes, [2] => And that you come to reprehend my ignorance. ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You have, my lord: would it might please your grace, [1] => At our entreaties, to amend that fault! ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Else wherefore breathe I in a Christian land? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then know, it is your fault that you resign [1] => The supreme seat, the throne majestical, [2] => The scepter'd office of your ancestors, [3] => Your state of fortune and your due of birth, [4] => The lineal glory of your royal house, [5] => To the corruption of a blemished stock: [6] => Whilst, in the mildness of your sleepy thoughts, [7] => Which here we waken to our country's good, [8] => This noble isle doth want her proper limbs; [9] => Her face defaced with scars of infamy, [10] => Her royal stock graft with ignoble plants, [11] => And almost shoulder'd in the swallowing gulf [12] => Of blind forgetfulness and dark oblivion. [13] => Which to recure, we heartily solicit [14] => Your gracious self to take on you the charge [15] => And kingly government of this your land, [16] => Not as protector, steward, substitute, [17] => Or lowly factor for another's gain; [18] => But as successively from blood to blood, [19] => Your right of birth, your empery, your own. [20] => For this, consorted with the citizens, [21] => Your very worshipful and loving friends, [22] => And by their vehement instigation, [23] => In this just suit come I to move your grace. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I know not whether to depart in silence, [1] => Or bitterly to speak in your reproof. [2] => Best fitteth my degree or your condition [3] => If not to answer, you might haply think [4] => Tongue-tied ambition, not replying, yielded [5] => To bear the golden yoke of sovereignty, [6] => Which fondly you would here impose on me; [7] => If to reprove you for this suit of yours, [8] => So season'd with your faithful love to me. [9] => Then, on the other side, I cheque'd my friends. [10] => Therefore, to speak, and to avoid the first, [11] => And then, in speaking, not to incur the last, [12] => Definitively thus I answer you. [13] => Your love deserves my thanks; but my desert [14] => Unmeritable shuns your high request. [15] => First if all obstacles were cut away, [16] => And that my path were even to the crown, [17] => As my ripe revenue and due by birth [18] => Yet so much is my poverty of spirit, [19] => So mighty and so many my defects, [20] => As I had rather hide me from my greatness, [21] => Being a bark to brook no mighty sea, [22] => Than in my greatness covet to be hid, [23] => And in the vapour of my glory smother'd. [24] => But, God be thank'd, there's no need of me, [25] => And much I need to help you, if need were; [26] => The royal tree hath left us royal fruit, [27] => Which, mellow'd by the stealing hours of time, [28] => Will well become the seat of majesty, [29] => And make, no doubt, us happy by his reign. [30] => On him I lay what you would lay on me, [31] => The right and fortune of his happy stars; [32] => Which God defend that I should wring from him! ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, this argues conscience in your grace; [1] => But the respects thereof are nice and trivial, [2] => All circumstances well considered. [3] => You say that Edward is your brother's son: [4] => So say we too, but not by Edward's wife; [5] => For first he was contract to Lady Lucy-- [6] => Your mother lives a witness to that vow-- [7] => And afterward by substitute betroth'd [8] => To Bona, sister to the King of France. [9] => These both put by a poor petitioner, [10] => A care-crazed mother of a many children, [11] => A beauty-waning and distressed widow, [12] => Even in the afternoon of her best days, [13] => Made prize and purchase of his lustful eye, [14] => Seduced the pitch and height of all his thoughts [15] => To base declension and loathed bigamy [16] => By her, in his unlawful bed, he got [17] => This Edward, whom our manners term the prince. [18] => More bitterly could I expostulate, [19] => Save that, for reverence to some alive, [20] => I give a sparing limit to my tongue. [21] => Then, good my lord, take to your royal self [22] => This proffer'd benefit of dignity; [23] => If non to bless us and the land withal, [24] => Yet to draw forth your noble ancestry [25] => From the corruption of abusing times, [26] => Unto a lineal true-derived course. ) ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord Mayor [LINE] => Do, good my lord, your citizens entreat you. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Refuse not, mighty lord, this proffer'd love. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => O, make them joyful, grant their lawful suit! ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Alas, why would you heap these cares on me? [1] => I am unfit for state and majesty; [2] => I do beseech you, take it not amiss; [3] => I cannot nor I will not yield to you. ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If you refuse it,--as, in love and zeal, [1] => Loath to depose the child, Your brother's son; [2] => As well we know your tenderness of heart [3] => And gentle, kind, effeminate remorse, [4] => Which we have noted in you to your kin, [5] => And egally indeed to all estates,-- [6] => Yet whether you accept our suit or no, [7] => Your brother's son shall never reign our king; [8] => But we will plant some other in the throne, [9] => To the disgrace and downfall of your house: [10] => And in this resolution here we leave you.-- [11] => Come, citizens: 'zounds! I'll entreat no more. ) ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => O, do not swear, my lord of Buckingham. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Call them again, my lord, and accept their suit. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => ANOTHER [LINE] => Do, good my lord, lest all the land do rue it. ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Would you enforce me to a world of care? [1] => Well, call them again. I am not made of stone, [2] => But penetrable to your. kind entreats, [3] => Albeit against my conscience and my soul. [4] => Cousin of Buckingham, and you sage, grave men, [5] => Since you will buckle fortune on my back, [6] => To bear her burthen, whether I will or no, [7] => I must have patience to endure the load: [8] => But if black scandal or foul-faced reproach [9] => Attend the sequel of your imposition, [10] => Your mere enforcement shall acquittance me [11] => From all the impure blots and stains thereof; [12] => For God he knows, and you may partly see, [13] => How far I am from the desire thereof. ) [STAGEDIR] => Re-enter BUCKINGHAM and the rest ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Lord Mayor [LINE] => God bless your grace! we see it, and will say it. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => In saying so, you shall but say the truth. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then I salute you with this kingly title: [1] => Long live Richard, England's royal king! ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Array ( [0] => Lord Mayor [1] => Citizens ) [LINE] => Amen. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => To-morrow will it please you to be crown'd? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Even when you please, since you will have it so. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => To-morrow, then, we will attend your grace: [1] => And so most joyfully we take our leave. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => GLOUCESTER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, let us to our holy task again. [1] => Farewell, good cousin; farewell, gentle friends. ) ) ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT IV [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Before the Tower. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter, on one side, QUEEN ELIZABETH, DUCHESS OF YORK, and DORSET; on the other, ANNE, Duchess of Gloucester, leading Lady Margaret Plantagenet, CLARENCE's young Daughter [1] => Exit [2] => Enter LORD STANLEY [3] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Who meets us here? my niece Plantagenet [1] => Led in the hand of her kind aunt of Gloucester? [2] => Now, for my life, she's wandering to the Tower, [3] => On pure heart's love to greet the tender princes. [4] => Daughter, well met. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God give your graces both [1] => A happy and a joyful time of day! ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => As much to you, good sister! Whither away? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No farther than the Tower; and, as I guess, [1] => Upon the like devotion as yourselves, [2] => To gratulate the gentle princes there. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Kind sister, thanks: we'll enter all together. [1] => And, in good time, here the lieutenant comes. [2] => Master lieutenant, pray you, by your leave, [3] => How doth the prince, and my young son of York? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter BRAKENBURY ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Right well, dear madam. By your patience, [1] => I may not suffer you to visit them; [2] => The king hath straitly charged the contrary. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => The king! why, who's that? ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => I cry you mercy: I mean the lord protector. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The Lord protect him from that kingly title! [1] => Hath he set bounds betwixt their love and me? [2] => I am their mother; who should keep me from them? ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => I am their fathers mother; I will see them. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Their aunt I am in law, in love their mother: [1] => Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame [2] => And take thy office from thee, on my peril. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BRAKENBURY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, madam, no; I may not leave it so: [1] => I am bound by oath, and therefore pardon me. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORD STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence, [1] => And I'll salute your grace of York as mother, [2] => And reverend looker on, of two fair queens. [3] => Come, madam, you must straight to Westminster, [4] => There to be crowned Richard's royal queen. ) [STAGEDIR] => To LADY ANNE ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, cut my lace in sunder, that my pent heart [1] => May have some scope to beat, or else I swoon [2] => With this dead-killing news! ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Despiteful tidings! O unpleasing news! ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DORSET [LINE] => Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace? ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Dorset, speak not to me, get thee hence! [1] => Death and destruction dog thee at the heels; [2] => Thy mother's name is ominous to children. [3] => If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the seas, [4] => And live with Richmond, from the reach of hell [5] => Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter-house, [6] => Lest thou increase the number of the dead; [7] => And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse, [8] => Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen. ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORD STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Full of wise care is this your counsel, madam. [1] => Take all the swift advantage of the hours; [2] => You shall have letters from me to my son [3] => To meet you on the way, and welcome you. [4] => Be not ta'en tardy by unwise delay. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O ill-dispersing wind of misery! [1] => O my accursed womb, the bed of death! [2] => A cockatrice hast thou hatch'd to the world, [3] => Whose unavoided eye is murderous. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORD STANLEY [LINE] => Come, madam, come; I in all haste was sent. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And I in all unwillingness will go. [1] => I would to God that the inclusive verge [2] => Of golden metal that must round my brow [3] => Were red-hot steel, to sear me to the brain! [4] => Anointed let me be with deadly venom, [5] => And die, ere men can say, God save the queen! ) ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Go, go, poor soul, I envy not thy glory [1] => To feed my humour, wish thyself no harm. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No! why? When he that is my husband now [1] => Came to me, as I follow'd Henry's corse, [2] => When scarce the blood was well wash'd from his hands [3] => Which issued from my other angel husband [4] => And that dead saint which then I weeping follow'd; [5] => O, when, I say, I look'd on Richard's face, [6] => This was my wish: 'Be thou,' quoth I, ' accursed, [7] => For making me, so young, so old a widow! [8] => And, when thou wed'st, let sorrow haunt thy bed; [9] => And be thy wife--if any be so mad-- [10] => As miserable by the life of thee [11] => As thou hast made me by my dear lord's death! [12] => Lo, ere I can repeat this curse again, [13] => Even in so short a space, my woman's heart [14] => Grossly grew captive to his honey words [15] => And proved the subject of my own soul's curse, [16] => Which ever since hath kept my eyes from rest; [17] => For never yet one hour in his bed [18] => Have I enjoy'd the golden dew of sleep, [19] => But have been waked by his timorous dreams. [20] => Besides, he hates me for my father Warwick; [21] => And will, no doubt, shortly be rid of me. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Poor heart, adieu! I pity thy complaining. ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => No more than from my soul I mourn for yours. ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Farewell, thou woful welcomer of glory! ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LADY ANNE [LINE] => Adieu, poor soul, that takest thy leave of it! ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To DORSET ) [1] => Go thou to Richmond, and good fortune guide thee! [2] => Go thou to Richard, and good angels guard thee! [3] => Go thou to sanctuary, and good thoughts possess thee! [4] => I to my grave, where peace and rest lie with me! [5] => Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen, [6] => And each hour's joy wrecked with a week of teen. ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => To LADY ANNE [1] => To QUEEN ELIZABETH ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stay, yet look back with me unto the Tower. [1] => Pity, you ancient stones, those tender babes [2] => Whom envy hath immured within your walls! [3] => Rough cradle for such little pretty ones! [4] => Rude ragged nurse, old sullen playfellow [5] => For tender princes, use my babies well! [6] => So foolish sorrow bids your stones farewell. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. London. The palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Sennet. Enter KING RICHARD III, in pomp, crowned; BUCKINGHAM, CATESBY, a page, and others [1] => Exit [2] => Stands apart [3] => Exit [4] => Re-enter BUCKINGHAM [5] => Exeunt all but BUCKINGHAM [6] => Exit ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Stand all apart Cousin of Buckingham! ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => My gracious sovereign? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Give me thy hand. [1] => Thus high, by thy advice [2] => And thy assistance, is King Richard seated; [3] => But shall we wear these honours for a day? [4] => Or shall they last, and we rejoice in them? ) [STAGEDIR] => Here he ascendeth his throne ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Still live they and for ever may they last! ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Buckingham, now do I play the touch, [1] => To try if thou be current gold indeed [2] => Young Edward lives: think now what I would say. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Say on, my loving lord. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Why, Buckingham, I say, I would be king, ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Why, so you are, my thrice renowned liege. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Ha! am I king? 'tis so: but Edward lives. ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => True, noble prince. ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O bitter consequence, [1] => That Edward still should live! 'True, noble prince!' [2] => Cousin, thou wert not wont to be so dull: [3] => Shall I be plain? I wish the bastards dead; [4] => And I would have it suddenly perform'd. [5] => What sayest thou? speak suddenly; be brief. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Your grace may do your pleasure. ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tut, tut, thou art all ice, thy kindness freezeth: [1] => Say, have I thy consent that they shall die? ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Give me some breath, some little pause, my lord [1] => Before I positively herein: [2] => I will resolve your grace immediately. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Aside to a stander by ) [1] => The king is angry: see, he bites the lip. ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will converse with iron-witted fools [1] => And unrespective boys: none are for me [2] => That look into me with considerate eyes: [3] => High-reaching Buckingham grows circumspect. [4] => Boy! ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => My lord? ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Know'st thou not any whom corrupting gold [1] => Would tempt unto a close exploit of death? ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, I know a discontented gentleman, [1] => Whose humble means match not his haughty mind: [2] => Gold were as good as twenty orators, [3] => And will, no doubt, tempt him to any thing. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => What is his name? ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Page [LINE] => His name, my lord, is Tyrrel. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I partly know the man: go, call him hither. [1] => The deep-revolving witty Buckingham [2] => No more shall be the neighbour to my counsel: [3] => Hath he so long held out with me untired, [4] => And stops he now for breath? [5] => How now! what news with you? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit Page [1] => Enter STANLEY ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, I hear the Marquis Dorset's fled [1] => To Richmond, in those parts beyond the sea [2] => Where he abides. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Catesby! ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => My lord? ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Rumour it abroad [1] => That Anne, my wife, is sick and like to die: [2] => I will take order for her keeping close. [3] => Inquire me out some mean-born gentleman, [4] => Whom I will marry straight to Clarence' daughter: [5] => The boy is foolish, and I fear not him. [6] => Look, how thou dream'st! I say again, give out [7] => That Anne my wife is sick and like to die: [8] => About it; for it stands me much upon, [9] => To stop all hopes whose growth may damage me. [10] => I must be married to my brother's daughter, [11] => Or else my kingdom stands on brittle glass. [12] => Murder her brothers, and then marry her! [13] => Uncertain way of gain! But I am in [14] => So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin: [15] => Tear-falling pity dwells not in this eye. [16] => Is thy name Tyrrel? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit CATESBY [1] => Re-enter Page, with TYRREL ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => James Tyrrel, and your most obedient subject. ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Art thou, indeed? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => Prove me, my gracious sovereign. ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Darest thou resolve to kill a friend of mine? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, my lord; [1] => But I had rather kill two enemies. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, there thou hast it: two deep enemies, [1] => Foes to my rest and my sweet sleep's disturbers [2] => Are they that I would have thee deal upon: [3] => Tyrrel, I mean those bastards in the Tower. ) ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Let me have open means to come to them, [1] => And soon I'll rid you from the fear of them. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel [1] => Go, by this token: rise, and lend thine ear: [2] => There is no more but so: say it is done, [3] => And I will love thee, and prefer thee too. ) [STAGEDIR] => Whispers ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => 'Tis done, my gracious lord. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Shall we hear from thee, Tyrrel, ere we sleep? ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => Ye shall, my Lord. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My Lord, I have consider'd in my mind [1] => The late demand that you did sound me in. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Well, let that pass. Dorset is fled to Richmond. ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => I hear that news, my lord. ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Stanley, he is your wife's son well, look to it. ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, I claim your gift, my due by promise, [1] => For which your honour and your faith is pawn'd; [2] => The earldom of Hereford and the moveables [3] => The which you promised I should possess. ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stanley, look to your wife; if she convey [1] => Letters to Richmond, you shall answer it. ) ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => What says your highness to my just demand? ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As I remember, Henry the Sixth [1] => Did prophesy that Richmond should be king, [2] => When Richmond was a little peevish boy. [3] => A king, perhaps, perhaps,-- ) ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => My lord! ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => How chance the prophet could not at that time [1] => Have told me, I being by, that I should kill him? ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => My lord, your promise for the earldom,-- ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Richmond! When last I was at Exeter, [1] => The mayor in courtesy show'd me the castle, [2] => And call'd it Rougemont: at which name I started, [3] => Because a bard of Ireland told me once [4] => I should not live long after I saw Richmond. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => My Lord! ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Ay, what's o'clock? ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I am thus bold to put your grace in mind [1] => Of what you promised me. ) ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Well, but what's o'clock? ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Upon the stroke of ten. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Well, let it strike. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Why let it strike? ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Because that, like a Jack, thou keep'st the stroke [1] => Betwixt thy begging and my meditation. [2] => I am not in the giving vein to-day. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Why, then resolve me whether you will or no. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Tut, tut, [1] => Thou troublest me; am not in the vein. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is it even so? rewards he my true service [1] => With such deep contempt made I him king for this? [2] => O, let me think on Hastings, and be gone [3] => To Brecknock, while my fearful head is on! ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. The same. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter TYRREL [1] => Enter CATESBY [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The tyrannous and bloody deed is done. [1] => The most arch of piteous massacre [2] => That ever yet this land was guilty of. [3] => Dighton and Forrest, whom I did suborn [4] => To do this ruthless piece of butchery, [5] => Although they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs, [6] => Melting with tenderness and kind compassion [7] => Wept like two children in their deaths' sad stories. [8] => 'Lo, thus' quoth Dighton, 'lay those tender babes:' [9] => 'Thus, thus,' quoth Forrest, 'girdling one another [10] => Within their innocent alabaster arms: [11] => Their lips were four red roses on a stalk, [12] => Which in their summer beauty kiss'd each other. [13] => A book of prayers on their pillow lay; [14] => Which once,' quoth Forrest, 'almost changed my mind; [15] => But O! the devil'--there the villain stopp'd [16] => Whilst Dighton thus told on: 'We smothered [17] => The most replenished sweet work of nature, [18] => That from the prime creation e'er she framed.' [19] => Thus both are gone with conscience and remorse; [20] => They could not speak; and so I left them both, [21] => To bring this tidings to the bloody king. [22] => And here he comes. [23] => All hail, my sovereign liege! ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Kind Tyrrel, am I happy in thy news? ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If to have done the thing you gave in charge [1] => Beget your happiness, be happy then, [2] => For it is done, my lord. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => But didst thou see them dead? ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => I did, my lord. ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => And buried, gentle Tyrrel? ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => TYRREL [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The chaplain of the Tower hath buried them; [1] => But how or in what place I do not know. ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come to me, Tyrrel, soon at after supper, [1] => And thou shalt tell the process of their death. [2] => Meantime, but think how I may do thee good, [3] => And be inheritor of thy desire. [4] => Farewell till soon. [5] => The son of Clarence have I pent up close; [6] => His daughter meanly have I match'd in marriage; [7] => The sons of Edward sleep in Abraham's bosom, [8] => And Anne my wife hath bid the world good night. [9] => Now, for I know the Breton Richmond aims [10] => At young Elizabeth, my brother's daughter, [11] => And, by that knot, looks proudly o'er the crown, [12] => To her I go, a jolly thriving wooer. ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit TYRREL ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => My lord! ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Good news or bad, that thou comest in so bluntly? ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bad news, my lord: Ely is fled to Richmond; [1] => And Buckingham, back'd with the hardy Welshmen, [2] => Is in the field, and still his power increaseth. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ely with Richmond troubles me more near [1] => Than Buckingham and his rash-levied army. [2] => Come, I have heard that fearful commenting [3] => Is leaden servitor to dull delay; [4] => Delay leads impotent and snail-paced beggary [5] => Then fiery expedition be my wing, [6] => Jove's Mercury, and herald for a king! [7] => Come, muster men: my counsel is my shield; [8] => We must be brief when traitors brave the field. ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Before the palace. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter QUEEN MARGARET [1] => Enter QUEEN ELIZABETH and the DUCHESS OF YORK [2] => Sitting down by her [3] => Exit [4] => Enter KING RICHARD III, marching, with drums and trumpets [5] => Exit [6] => Exit [7] => Exit [8] => Enter a Messenger [9] => Enter another Messenger [10] => Enter another Messenger [11] => Enter another Messenger [12] => Re-enter CATESBY [13] => Flourish. Exeunt ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So, now prosperity begins to mellow [1] => And drop into the rotten mouth of death. [2] => Here in these confines slily have I lurk'd, [3] => To watch the waning of mine adversaries. [4] => A dire induction am I witness to, [5] => And will to France, hoping the consequence [6] => Will prove as bitter, black, and tragical. [7] => Withdraw thee, wretched Margaret: who comes here? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ah, my young princes! ah, my tender babes! [1] => My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! [2] => If yet your gentle souls fly in the air [3] => And be not fix'd in doom perpetual, [4] => Hover about me with your airy wings [5] => And hear your mother's lamentation! ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hover about her; say, that right for right [1] => Hath dimm'd your infant morn to aged night. ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So many miseries have crazed my voice, [1] => That my woe-wearied tongue is mute and dumb, [2] => Edward Plantagenet, why art thou dead? ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Plantagenet doth quit Plantagenet. [1] => Edward for Edward pays a dying debt. ) ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Wilt thou, O God, fly from such gentle lambs, [1] => And throw them in the entrails of the wolf? [2] => When didst thou sleep when such a deed was done? ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => When holy Harry died, and my sweet son. ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Blind sight, dead life, poor mortal living ghost, [1] => Woe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by life usurp'd, [2] => Brief abstract and record of tedious days, [3] => Rest thy unrest on England's lawful earth, [4] => Unlawfully made drunk with innocents' blood! ) [STAGEDIR] => Sitting down ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, that thou wouldst as well afford a grave [1] => As thou canst yield a melancholy seat! [2] => Then would I hide my bones, not rest them here. [3] => O, who hath any cause to mourn but I? ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If ancient sorrow be most reverend, [1] => Give mine the benefit of seniory, [2] => And let my woes frown on the upper hand. [3] => If sorrow can admit society, [4] => Tell o'er your woes again by viewing mine: [5] => I had an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him; [6] => I had a Harry, till a Richard kill'd him: [7] => Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him; [8] => Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard killed him; ) [STAGEDIR] => Sitting down with them ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I had a Richard too, and thou didst kill him; [1] => I had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill him. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard kill'd him. [1] => From forth the kennel of thy womb hath crept [2] => A hell-hound that doth hunt us all to death: [3] => That dog, that had his teeth before his eyes, [4] => To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood, [5] => That foul defacer of God's handiwork, [6] => That excellent grand tyrant of the earth, [7] => That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls, [8] => Thy womb let loose, to chase us to our graves. [9] => O upright, just, and true-disposing God, [10] => How do I thank thee, that this carnal cur [11] => Preys on the issue of his mother's body, [12] => And makes her pew-fellow with others' moan! ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Harry's wife, triumph not in my woes! [1] => God witness with me, I have wept for thine. ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bear with me; I am hungry for revenge, [1] => And now I cloy me with beholding it. [2] => Thy Edward he is dead, that stabb'd my Edward: [3] => Thy other Edward dead, to quit my Edward; [4] => Young York he is but boot, because both they [5] => Match not the high perfection of my loss: [6] => Thy Clarence he is dead that kill'd my Edward; [7] => And the beholders of this tragic play, [8] => The adulterate Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey, [9] => Untimely smother'd in their dusky graves. [10] => Richard yet lives, hell's black intelligencer, [11] => Only reserved their factor, to buy souls [12] => And send them thither: but at hand, at hand, [13] => Ensues his piteous and unpitied end: [14] => Earth gapes, hell burns, fiends roar, saints pray. [15] => To have him suddenly convey'd away. [16] => Cancel his bond of life, dear God, I prey, [17] => That I may live to say, The dog is dead! ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, thou didst prophesy the time would come [1] => That I should wish for thee to help me curse [2] => That bottled spider, that foul bunch-back'd toad! ) ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I call'd thee then vain flourish of my fortune; [1] => I call'd thee then poor shadow, painted queen; [2] => The presentation of but what I was; [3] => The flattering index of a direful pageant; [4] => One heaved a-high, to be hurl'd down below; [5] => A mother only mock'd with two sweet babes; [6] => A dream of what thou wert, a breath, a bubble, [7] => A sign of dignity, a garish flag, [8] => To be the aim of every dangerous shot, [9] => A queen in jest, only to fill the scene. [10] => Where is thy husband now? where be thy brothers? [11] => Where are thy children? wherein dost thou, joy? [12] => Who sues to thee and cries 'God save the queen'? [13] => Where be the bending peers that flatter'd thee? [14] => Where be the thronging troops that follow'd thee? [15] => Decline all this, and see what now thou art: [16] => For happy wife, a most distressed widow; [17] => For joyful mother, one that wails the name; [18] => For queen, a very caitiff crown'd with care; [19] => For one being sued to, one that humbly sues; [20] => For one that scorn'd at me, now scorn'd of me; [21] => For one being fear'd of all, now fearing one; [22] => For one commanding all, obey'd of none. [23] => Thus hath the course of justice wheel'd about, [24] => And left thee but a very prey to time; [25] => Having no more but thought of what thou wert, [26] => To torture thee the more, being what thou art. [27] => Thou didst usurp my place, and dost thou not [28] => Usurp the just proportion of my sorrow? [29] => Now thy proud neck bears half my burthen'd yoke; [30] => From which even here I slip my weary neck, [31] => And leave the burthen of it all on thee. [32] => Farewell, York's wife, and queen of sad mischance: [33] => These English woes will make me smile in France. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O thou well skill'd in curses, stay awhile, [1] => And teach me how to curse mine enemies! ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Forbear to sleep the nights, and fast the days; [1] => Compare dead happiness with living woe; [2] => Think that thy babes were fairer than they were, [3] => And he that slew them fouler than he is: [4] => Bettering thy loss makes the bad causer worse: [5] => Revolving this will teach thee how to curse. ) ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => My words are dull; O, quicken them with thine! ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN MARGARET [LINE] => Thy woes will make them sharp, and pierce like mine. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Why should calamity be full of words? ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Windy attorneys to their client woes, [1] => Airy succeeders of intestate joys, [2] => Poor breathing orators of miseries! [3] => Let them have scope: though what they do impart [4] => Help not all, yet do they ease the heart. ) ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If so, then be not tongue-tied: go with me. [1] => And in the breath of bitter words let's smother [2] => My damned son, which thy two sweet sons smother'd. [3] => I hear his drum: be copious in exclaims. ) ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Who intercepts my expedition? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, she that might have intercepted thee, [1] => By strangling thee in her accursed womb [2] => From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done! ) ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hidest thou that forehead with a golden crown, [1] => Where should be graven, if that right were right, [2] => The slaughter of the prince that owed that crown, [3] => And the dire death of my two sons and brothers? [4] => Tell me, thou villain slave, where are my children? ) ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thou toad, thou toad, where is thy brother Clarence? [1] => And little Ned Plantagenet, his son? ) ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Where is kind Hastings, Rivers, Vaughan, Grey? ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A flourish, trumpets! strike alarum, drums! [1] => Let not the heavens hear these tell-tale women [2] => Rail on the Lord's enointed: strike, I say! [3] => Either be patient, and entreat me fair, [4] => Or with the clamorous report of war [5] => Thus will I drown your exclamations. ) [STAGEDIR] => Flourish. Alarums ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Art thou my son? ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Ay, I thank God, my father, and yourself. ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Then patiently hear my impatience. ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, I have a touch of your condition, [1] => Which cannot brook the accent of reproof. ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => O, let me speak! ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Do then: but I'll not hear. ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => I will be mild and gentle in my speech. ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => And brief, good mother; for I am in haste. ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Art thou so hasty? I have stay'd for thee, [1] => God knows, in anguish, pain and agony. ) ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => And came I not at last to comfort you? ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, by the holy rood, thou know'st it well, [1] => Thou camest on earth to make the earth my hell. [2] => A grievous burthen was thy birth to me; [3] => Tetchy and wayward was thy infancy; [4] => Thy school-days frightful, desperate, wild, and furious, [5] => Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and venturous, [6] => Thy age confirm'd, proud, subdued, bloody, [7] => treacherous, [8] => More mild, but yet more harmful, kind in hatred: [9] => What comfortable hour canst thou name, [10] => That ever graced me in thy company? ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Faith, none, but Humphrey Hour, that call'd [1] => your grace [2] => To breakfast once forth of my company. [3] => If I be so disgracious in your sight, [4] => Let me march on, and not offend your grace. [5] => Strike the drum. ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => I prithee, hear me speak. ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => You speak too bitterly. ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hear me a word; [1] => For I shall never speak to thee again. ) ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => So. ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DUCHESS OF YORK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Either thou wilt die, by God's just ordinance, [1] => Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror, [2] => Or I with grief and extreme age shall perish [3] => And never look upon thy face again. [4] => Therefore take with thee my most heavy curse; [5] => Which, in the day of battle, tire thee more [6] => Than all the complete armour that thou wear'st! [7] => My prayers on the adverse party fight; [8] => And there the little souls of Edward's children [9] => Whisper the spirits of thine enemies [10] => And promise them success and victory. [11] => Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; [12] => Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend. ) ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Though far more cause, yet much less spirit to curse [1] => Abides in me; I say amen to all. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Stay, madam; I must speak a word with you. ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I have no more sons of the royal blood [1] => For thee to murder: for my daughters, Richard, [2] => They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; [3] => And therefore level not to hit their lives. ) ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => You have a daughter call'd Elizabeth, [1] => Virtuous and fair, royal and gracious. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => And must she die for this? O, let her live, [1] => And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty; [2] => Slander myself as false to Edward's bed; [3] => Throw over her the veil of infamy: [4] => So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter, [5] => I will confess she was not Edward's daughter. ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Wrong not her birth, she is of royal blood. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => To save her life, I'll say she is not so. ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Her life is only safest in her birth. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => And only in that safety died her brothers. ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Lo, at their births good stars were opposite. ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => No, to their lives bad friends were contrary. ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => All unavoided is the doom of destiny. ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => True, when avoided grace makes destiny: [1] => My babes were destined to a fairer death, [2] => If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life. ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => You speak as if that I had slain my cousins. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cousins, indeed; and by their uncle cozen'd [1] => Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life. [2] => Whose hand soever lanced their tender hearts, [3] => Thy head, all indirectly, gave direction: [4] => No doubt the murderous knife was dull and blunt [5] => Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart, [6] => To revel in the entrails of my lambs. [7] => But that still use of grief makes wild grief tame, [8] => My tongue should to thy ears not name my boys [9] => Till that my nails were anchor'd in thine eyes; [10] => And I, in such a desperate bay of death, [11] => Like a poor bark, of sails and tackling reft, [12] => Rush all to pieces on thy rocky bosom. ) ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Madam, so thrive I in my enterprise [1] => And dangerous success of bloody wars, [2] => As I intend more good to you and yours, [3] => Than ever you or yours were by me wrong'd! ) ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What good is cover'd with the face of heaven, [1] => To be discover'd, that can do me good? ) ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => The advancement of your children, gentle lady. ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Up to some scaffold, there to lose their heads? ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => No, to the dignity and height of honour [1] => The high imperial type of this earth's glory. ) ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Flatter my sorrows with report of it; [1] => Tell me what state, what dignity, what honour, [2] => Canst thou demise to any child of mine? ) ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Even all I have; yea, and myself and all, [1] => Will I withal endow a child of thine; [2] => So in the Lethe of thy angry soul [3] => Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wrongs [4] => Which thou supposest I have done to thee. ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be brief, lest that be process of thy kindness [1] => Last longer telling than thy kindness' date. ) ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Then know, that from my soul I love thy daughter. ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => My daughter's mother thinks it with her soul. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => What do you think? ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul: [1] => So from thy soul's love didst thou love her brothers; [2] => And from my heart's love I do thank thee for it. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Be not so hasty to confound my meaning: [1] => I mean, that with my soul I love thy daughter, [2] => And mean to make her queen of England. ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Say then, who dost thou mean shall be her king? ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Even he that makes her queen who should be else? ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => What, thou? ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => I, even I: what think you of it, madam? ) [78] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => How canst thou woo her? ) [79] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That would I learn of you, [1] => As one that are best acquainted with her humour. ) ) [80] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => And wilt thou learn of me? ) [81] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Madam, with all my heart. ) [82] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Send to her, by the man that slew her brothers, [1] => A pair of bleeding-hearts; thereon engrave [2] => Edward and York; then haply she will weep: [3] => Therefore present to her--as sometime Margaret [4] => Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,-- [5] => A handkerchief; which, say to her, did drain [6] => The purple sap from her sweet brother's body [7] => And bid her dry her weeping eyes therewith. [8] => If this inducement force her not to love, [9] => Send her a story of thy noble acts; [10] => Tell her thou madest away her uncle Clarence, [11] => Her uncle Rivers; yea, and, for her sake, [12] => Madest quick conveyance with her good aunt Anne. ) ) [83] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, come, you mock me; this is not the way [1] => To win our daughter. ) ) [84] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There is no other way [1] => Unless thou couldst put on some other shape, [2] => And not be Richard that hath done all this. ) ) [85] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Say that I did all this for love of her. ) [86] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Nay, then indeed she cannot choose but hate thee, [1] => Having bought love with such a bloody spoil. ) ) [87] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Look, what is done cannot be now amended: [1] => Men shall deal unadvisedly sometimes, [2] => Which after hours give leisure to repent. [3] => If I did take the kingdom from your sons, [4] => To make amends, Ill give it to your daughter. [5] => If I have kill'd the issue of your womb, [6] => To quicken your increase, I will beget [7] => Mine issue of your blood upon your daughter [8] => A grandam's name is little less in love [9] => Than is the doting title of a mother; [10] => They are as children but one step below, [11] => Even of your mettle, of your very blood; [12] => Of an one pain, save for a night of groans [13] => Endured of her, for whom you bid like sorrow. [14] => Your children were vexation to your youth, [15] => But mine shall be a comfort to your age. [16] => The loss you have is but a son being king, [17] => And by that loss your daughter is made queen. [18] => I cannot make you what amends I would, [19] => Therefore accept such kindness as I can. [20] => Dorset your son, that with a fearful soul [21] => Leads discontented steps in foreign soil, [22] => This fair alliance quickly shall call home [23] => To high promotions and great dignity: [24] => The king, that calls your beauteous daughter wife. [25] => Familiarly shall call thy Dorset brother; [26] => Again shall you be mother to a king, [27] => And all the ruins of distressful times [28] => Repair'd with double riches of content. [29] => What! we have many goodly days to see: [30] => The liquid drops of tears that you have shed [31] => Shall come again, transform'd to orient pearl, [32] => Advantaging their loan with interest [33] => Of ten times double gain of happiness. [34] => Go, then my mother, to thy daughter go [35] => Make bold her bashful years with your experience; [36] => Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale [37] => Put in her tender heart the aspiring flame [38] => Of golden sovereignty; acquaint the princess [39] => With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys [40] => And when this arm of mine hath chastised [41] => The petty rebel, dull-brain'd Buckingham, [42] => Bound with triumphant garlands will I come [43] => And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; [44] => To whom I will retail my conquest won, [45] => And she shall be sole victress, Caesar's Caesar. ) ) [88] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What were I best to say? her father's brother [1] => Would be her lord? or shall I say, her uncle? [2] => Or, he that slew her brothers and her uncles? [3] => Under what title shall I woo for thee, [4] => That God, the law, my honour and her love, [5] => Can make seem pleasing to her tender years? ) ) [89] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Infer fair England's peace by this alliance. ) [90] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Which she shall purchase with still lasting war. ) [91] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Say that the king, which may command, entreats. ) [92] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => That at her hands which the king's King forbids. ) [93] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Say, she shall be a high and mighty queen. ) [94] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => To wail the tide, as her mother doth. ) [95] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Say, I will love her everlastingly. ) [96] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => But how long shall that title 'ever' last? ) [97] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Sweetly in force unto her fair life's end. ) [98] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => But how long fairly shall her sweet lie last? ) [99] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => So long as heaven and nature lengthens it. ) [100] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => So long as hell and Richard likes of it. ) [101] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Say, I, her sovereign, am her subject love. ) [102] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => But she, your subject, loathes such sovereignty. ) [103] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Be eloquent in my behalf to her. ) [104] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => An honest tale speeds best being plainly told. ) [105] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Then in plain terms tell her my loving tale. ) [106] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Plain and not honest is too harsh a style. ) [107] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Your reasons are too shallow and too quick. ) [108] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O no, my reasons are too deep and dead; [1] => Too deep and dead, poor infants, in their grave. ) ) [109] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Harp not on that string, madam; that is past. ) [110] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Harp on it still shall I till heart-strings break. ) [111] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Now, by my George, my garter, and my crown,-- ) [112] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Profaned, dishonour'd, and the third usurp'd. ) [113] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => I swear-- ) [114] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By nothing; for this is no oath: [1] => The George, profaned, hath lost his holy honour; [2] => The garter, blemish'd, pawn'd his knightly virtue; [3] => The crown, usurp'd, disgraced his kingly glory. [4] => if something thou wilt swear to be believed, [5] => Swear then by something that thou hast not wrong'd. ) ) [115] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Now, by the world-- ) [116] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => 'Tis full of thy foul wrongs. ) [117] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => My father's death-- ) [118] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Thy life hath that dishonour'd. ) [119] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Then, by myself-- ) [120] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Thyself thyself misusest. ) [121] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Why then, by God-- ) [122] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God's wrong is most of all. [1] => If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him, [2] => The unity the king thy brother made [3] => Had not been broken, nor my brother slain: [4] => If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by Him, [5] => The imperial metal, circling now thy brow, [6] => Had graced the tender temples of my child, [7] => And both the princes had been breathing here, [8] => Which now, two tender playfellows to dust, [9] => Thy broken faith hath made a prey for worms. [10] => What canst thou swear by now? ) ) [123] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => The time to come. ) [124] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => That thou hast wronged in the time o'erpast; [1] => For I myself have many tears to wash [2] => Hereafter time, for time past wrong'd by thee. [3] => The children live, whose parents thou hast [4] => slaughter'd, [5] => Ungovern'd youth, to wail it in their age; [6] => The parents live, whose children thou hast butcher'd, [7] => Old wither'd plants, to wail it with their age. [8] => Swear not by time to come; for that thou hast [9] => Misused ere used, by time misused o'erpast. ) ) [125] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => As I intend to prosper and repent, [1] => So thrive I in my dangerous attempt [2] => Of hostile arms! myself myself confound! [3] => Heaven and fortune bar me happy hours! [4] => Day, yield me not thy light; nor, night, thy rest! [5] => Be opposite all planets of good luck [6] => To my proceedings, if, with pure heart's love, [7] => Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts, [8] => I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter! [9] => In her consists my happiness and thine; [10] => Without her, follows to this land and me, [11] => To thee, herself, and many a Christian soul, [12] => Death, desolation, ruin and decay: [13] => It cannot be avoided but by this; [14] => It will not be avoided but by this. [15] => Therefore, good mother,--I must can you so-- [16] => Be the attorney of my love to her: [17] => Plead what I will be, not what I have been; [18] => Not my deserts, but what I will deserve: [19] => Urge the necessity and state of times, [20] => And be not peevish-fond in great designs. ) ) [126] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Shall I be tempted of the devil thus? ) [127] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Ay, if the devil tempt thee to do good. ) [128] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Shall I forget myself to be myself? ) [129] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Ay, if yourself's remembrance wrong yourself. ) [130] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => But thou didst kill my children. ) [131] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => But in your daughter's womb I bury them: [1] => Where in that nest of spicery they shall breed [2] => Selves of themselves, to your recomforture. ) ) [132] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Shall I go win my daughter to thy will? ) [133] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => And be a happy mother by the deed. ) [134] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => QUEEN ELIZABETH [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I go. Write to me very shortly. [1] => And you shall understand from me her mind. ) ) [135] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bear her my true love's kiss; and so, farewell. [1] => Relenting fool, and shallow, changing woman! [2] => How now! what news? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Exit QUEEN ELIZABETH [1] => Enter RATCLIFF; CATESBY following ) ) [136] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My gracious sovereign, on the western coast [1] => Rideth a puissant navy; to the shore [2] => Throng many doubtful hollow-hearted friends, [3] => Unarm'd, and unresolved to beat them back: [4] => 'Tis thought that Richmond is their admiral; [5] => And there they hull, expecting but the aid [6] => Of Buckingham to welcome them ashore. ) ) [137] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Some light-foot friend post to the Duke of Norfolk: [1] => Ratcliff, thyself, or Catesby; where is he? ) ) [138] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Here, my lord. ) [139] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fly to the duke: [1] => Post thou to Salisbury [2] => When thou comest thither-- [3] => Dull, unmindful villain, [4] => Why stand'st thou still, and go'st not to the duke? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => To RATCLIFF [1] => To CATESBY ) ) [140] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => First, mighty sovereign, let me know your mind, [1] => What from your grace I shall deliver to him. ) ) [141] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O, true, good Catesby: bid him levy straight [1] => The greatest strength and power he can make, [2] => And meet me presently at Salisbury. ) ) [142] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => I go. ) [143] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Array ( [0] => What is't your highness' pleasure I shall do at [1] => Salisbury? ) ) [144] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Why, what wouldst thou do there before I go? ) [145] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Your highness told me I should post before. ) [146] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My mind is changed, sir, my mind is changed. [1] => How now, what news with you? ) [STAGEDIR] => Enter STANLEY ) [147] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => None good, my lord, to please you with the hearing; [1] => Nor none so bad, but it may well be told. ) ) [148] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hoyday, a riddle! neither good nor bad! [1] => Why dost thou run so many mile about, [2] => When thou mayst tell thy tale a nearer way? [3] => Once more, what news? ) ) [149] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Richmond is on the seas. ) [150] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => There let him sink, and be the seas on him! [1] => White-liver'd runagate, what doth he there? ) ) [151] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => I know not, mighty sovereign, but by guess. ) [152] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Well, sir, as you guess, as you guess? ) [153] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Stirr'd up by Dorset, Buckingham, and Ely, [1] => He makes for England, there to claim the crown. ) ) [154] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Is the chair empty? is the sword unsway'd? [1] => Is the king dead? the empire unpossess'd? [2] => What heir of York is there alive but we? [3] => And who is England's king but great York's heir? [4] => Then, tell me, what doth he upon the sea? ) ) [155] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Unless for that, my liege, I cannot guess. ) [156] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Unless for that he comes to be your liege, [1] => You cannot guess wherefore the Welshman comes. [2] => Thou wilt revolt, and fly to him, I fear. ) ) [157] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => No, mighty liege; therefore mistrust me not. ) [158] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Where is thy power, then, to beat him back? [1] => Where are thy tenants and thy followers? [2] => Are they not now upon the western shore. [3] => Safe-conducting the rebels from their ships! ) ) [159] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => No, my good lord, my friends are in the north. ) [160] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cold friends to Richard: what do they in the north, [1] => When they should serve their sovereign in the west? ) ) [161] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => They have not been commanded, mighty sovereign: [1] => Please it your majesty to give me leave, [2] => I'll muster up my friends, and meet your grace [3] => Where and what time your majesty shall please. ) ) [162] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ay, ay. thou wouldst be gone to join with Richmond: [1] => I will not trust you, sir. ) ) [163] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Most mighty sovereign, [1] => You have no cause to hold my friendship doubtful: [2] => I never was nor never will be false. ) ) [164] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Well, [1] => Go muster men; but, hear you, leave behind [2] => Your son, George Stanley: look your faith be firm. [3] => Or else his head's assurance is but frail. ) ) [165] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => STANLEY [LINE] => So deal with him as I prove true to you. ) [166] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My gracious sovereign, now in Devonshire, [1] => As I by friends am well advertised, [2] => Sir Edward Courtney, and the haughty prelate [3] => Bishop of Exeter, his brother there, [4] => With many more confederates, are in arms. ) ) [167] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Second Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My liege, in Kent the Guildfords are in arms; [1] => And every hour more competitors [2] => Flock to their aid, and still their power increaseth. ) ) [168] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Messenger [LINE] => My lord, the army of the Duke of Buckingham-- ) [169] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Out on you, owls! nothing but songs of death? [1] => Take that, until thou bring me better news. ) [STAGEDIR] => He striketh him ) [170] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The news I have to tell your majesty [1] => Is, that by sudden floods and fall of waters, [2] => Buckingham's army is dispersed and scatter'd; [3] => And he himself wander'd away alone, [4] => No man knows whither. ) ) [171] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I cry thee mercy: [1] => There is my purse to cure that blow of thine. [2] => Hath any well-advised friend proclaim'd [3] => Reward to him that brings the traitor in? ) ) [172] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Third Messenger [LINE] => Such proclamation hath been made, my liege. ) [173] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Fourth Messenger [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir Thomas Lovel and Lord Marquis Dorset, [1] => 'Tis said, my liege, in Yorkshire are in arms. [2] => Yet this good comfort bring I to your grace, [3] => The Breton navy is dispersed by tempest: [4] => Richmond, in Yorkshire, sent out a boat [5] => Unto the shore, to ask those on the banks [6] => If they were his assistants, yea or no; [7] => Who answer'd him, they came from Buckingham. [8] => Upon his party: he, mistrusting them, [9] => Hoisted sail and made away for Brittany. ) ) [174] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => March on, march on, since we are up in arms; [1] => If not to fight with foreign enemies, [2] => Yet to beat down these rebels here at home. ) ) [175] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My liege, the Duke of Buckingham is taken; [1] => That is the best news: that the Earl of Richmond [2] => Is with a mighty power landed at Milford, [3] => Is colder tidings, yet they must be told. ) ) [176] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Away towards Salisbury! while we reason here, [1] => A royal battle might be won and lost [2] => Some one take order Buckingham be brought [3] => To Salisbury; the rest march on with me. ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. Lord Derby's house. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter DERBY and SIR CHRISTOPHER URSWICK [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir Christopher, tell Richmond this from me: [1] => That in the sty of this most bloody boar [2] => My son George Stanley is frank'd up in hold: [3] => If I revolt, off goes young George's head; [4] => The fear of that withholds my present aid. [5] => But, tell me, where is princely Richmond now? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CHRISTOPHER [LINE] => At Pembroke, or at Harford-west, in Wales. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => What men of name resort to him? ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CHRISTOPHER [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Sir Walter Herbert, a renowned soldier; [1] => Sir Gilbert Talbot, Sir William Stanley; [2] => Oxford, redoubted Pembroke, Sir James Blunt, [3] => And Rice ap Thomas with a valiant crew; [4] => And many more of noble fame and worth: [5] => And towards London they do bend their course, [6] => If by the way they be not fought withal. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Return unto thy lord; commend me to him: [1] => Tell him the queen hath heartily consented [2] => He shall espouse Elizabeth her daughter. [3] => These letters will resolve him of my mind. Farewell. ) ) ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => ACT V [SCENE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE I. Salisbury. An open place. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter the Sheriff, and BUCKINGHAM, with halberds, led to execution [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Will not King Richard let me speak with him? ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Sheriff [LINE] => No, my good lord; therefore be patient. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Hastings, and Edward's children, Rivers, Grey, [1] => Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward, [2] => Vaughan, and all that have miscarried [3] => By underhand corrupted foul injustice, [4] => If that your moody discontented souls [5] => Do through the clouds behold this present hour, [6] => Even for revenge mock my destruction! [7] => This is All-Souls' day, fellows, is it not? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Sheriff [LINE] => It is, my lord. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then All-Souls' day is my body's doomsday. [1] => This is the day that, in King Edward's time, [2] => I wish't might fall on me, when I was found [3] => False to his children or his wife's allies [4] => This is the day wherein I wish'd to fall [5] => By the false faith of him I trusted most; [6] => This, this All-Souls' day to my fearful soul [7] => Is the determined respite of my wrongs: [8] => That high All-Seer that I dallied with [9] => Hath turn'd my feigned prayer on my head [10] => And given in earnest what I begg'd in jest. [11] => Thus doth he force the swords of wicked men [12] => To turn their own points on their masters' bosoms: [13] => Now Margaret's curse is fallen upon my head; [14] => 'When he,' quoth she, 'shall split thy heart with sorrow, [15] => Remember Margaret was a prophetess.' [16] => Come, sirs, convey me to the block of shame; [17] => Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame. ) ) ) ) [1] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE II. The camp near Tamworth. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter RICHMOND, OXFORD, BLUNT, HERBERT, and others, with drum and colours [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends, [1] => Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny, [2] => Thus far into the bowels of the land [3] => Have we march'd on without impediment; [4] => And here receive we from our father Stanley [5] => Lines of fair comfort and encouragement. [6] => The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar, [7] => That spoil'd your summer fields and fruitful vines, [8] => Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough [9] => In your embowell'd bosoms, this foul swine [10] => Lies now even in the centre of this isle, [11] => Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn [12] => From Tamworth thither is but one day's march. [13] => In God's name, cheerly on, courageous friends, [14] => To reap the harvest of perpetual peace [15] => By this one bloody trial of sharp war. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => OXFORD [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Every man's conscience is a thousand swords, [1] => To fight against that bloody homicide. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => HERBERT [LINE] => I doubt not but his friends will fly to us. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BLUNT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He hath no friends but who are friends for fear. [1] => Which in his greatest need will shrink from him. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => All for our vantage. Then, in God's name, march: [1] => True hope is swift, and flies with swallow's wings: [2] => Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. ) ) ) ) [2] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE III. Bosworth Field. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Enter KING RICHARD III in arms, with NORFOLK, SURREY, and others [1] => Exit Act [2] => Enter, on the other side of the field, RICHMOND, Sir William Brandon, OXFORD, and others. Some of the Soldiers pitch RICHMOND's tent [3] => They withdraw into the tent [4] => Enter, to his tent, KING RICHARD III, NORFOLK, RATCLIFF, CATESBY, and others [5] => Exit [6] => Exeunt RATCLIFF and the other Attendants [7] => Enter DERBY to RICHMOND in his tent, Lords and others attending [8] => Sleeps [9] => Enter the Ghost of Prince Edward, son to King Henry VI [10] => Enter the Ghost of King Henry VI [11] => Enter the Ghost of CLARENCE [12] => Enter the Ghosts of RIVERS, GRAY, and VAUGHAN [13] => Enter the Ghost of HASTINGS [14] => Enter the Ghosts of the two young Princes [15] => Enter the Ghost of LADY ANNE [16] => Enter the Ghost of BUCKINGHAM [17] => The Ghosts vanish [18] => KING RICHARD III starts out of his dream [19] => Enter RATCLIFF [20] => Exit Act [21] => Enter the Lords to RICHMOND, sitting in his tent [22] => Exit Act [23] => Re-enter KING RICHARD, RATCLIFF, Attendants and Forces [24] => Enter NORFOLK [25] => He sheweth him a paper [26] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Here pitch our tents, even here in Bosworth field. [1] => My Lord of Surrey, why look you so sad? ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => SURREY [LINE] => My heart is ten times lighter than my looks. ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => My Lord of Norfolk,-- ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => Here, most gracious liege. ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Norfolk, we must have knocks; ha! must we not? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => We must both give and take, my gracious lord. ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Up with my tent there! here will I lie tonight; [1] => But where to-morrow? Well, all's one for that. [2] => Who hath descried the number of the foe? ) ) [7] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => Six or seven thousand is their utmost power. ) [8] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, our battalion trebles that account: [1] => Besides, the king's name is a tower of strength, [2] => Which they upon the adverse party want. [3] => Up with my tent there! Valiant gentlemen, [4] => Let us survey the vantage of the field [5] => Call for some men of sound direction [6] => Let's want no discipline, make no delay, [7] => For, lords, to-morrow is a busy day. ) ) [9] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The weary sun hath made a golden set, [1] => And by the bright track of his fiery car, [2] => Gives signal, of a goodly day to-morrow. [3] => Sir William Brandon, you shall bear my standard. [4] => Give me some ink and paper in my tent [5] => I'll draw the form and model of our battle, [6] => Limit each leader to his several charge, [7] => And part in just proportion our small strength. [8] => My Lord of Oxford, you, Sir William Brandon, [9] => And you, Sir Walter Herbert, stay with me. [10] => The Earl of Pembroke keeps his regiment: [11] => Good Captain Blunt, bear my good night to him [12] => And by the second hour in the morning [13] => Desire the earl to see me in my tent: [14] => Yet one thing more, good Blunt, before thou go'st, [15] => Where is Lord Stanley quarter'd, dost thou know? ) ) [10] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BLUNT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Unless I have mista'en his colours much, [1] => Which well I am assured I have not done, [2] => His regiment lies half a mile at least [3] => South from the mighty power of the king. ) ) [11] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => If without peril it be possible, [1] => Good Captain Blunt, bear my good-night to him, [2] => And give him from me this most needful scroll. ) ) [12] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => BLUNT [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Upon my life, my lord, I'll under-take it; [1] => And so, God give you quiet rest to-night! ) ) [13] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good night, good Captain Blunt. Come gentlemen, [1] => Let us consult upon to-morrow's business [2] => In to our tent; the air is raw and cold. ) ) [14] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => What is't o'clock? ) [15] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => It's supper-time, my lord; [1] => It's nine o'clock. ) ) [16] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I will not sup to-night. [1] => Give me some ink and paper. [2] => What, is my beaver easier than it was? [3] => And all my armour laid into my tent? ) ) [17] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => If is, my liege; and all things are in readiness. ) [18] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good Norfolk, hie thee to thy charge; [1] => Use careful watch, choose trusty sentinels. ) ) [19] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => I go, my lord. ) [20] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Stir with the lark to-morrow, gentle Norfolk. ) [21] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => I warrant you, my lord. ) [22] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Catesby! ) [23] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => My lord? ) [24] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Send out a pursuivant at arms [1] => To Stanley's regiment; bid him bring his power [2] => Before sunrising, lest his son George fall [3] => Into the blind cave of eternal night. [4] => Fill me a bowl of wine. Give me a watch. [5] => Saddle white Surrey for the field to-morrow. [6] => Look that my staves be sound, and not too heavy. [7] => Ratcliff! ) [STAGEDIR] => Exit CATESBY ) [25] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => My lord? ) [26] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Saw'st thou the melancholy Lord Northumberland? ) [27] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Thomas the Earl of Surrey, and himself, [1] => Much about cock-shut time, from troop to troop [2] => Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers. ) ) [28] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => So, I am satisfied. Give me a bowl of wine: [1] => I have not that alacrity of spirit, [2] => Nor cheer of mind, that I was wont to have. [3] => Set it down. Is ink and paper ready? ) ) [29] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => It is, my lord. ) [30] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Bid my guard watch; leave me. [1] => Ratcliff, about the mid of night come to my tent [2] => And help to arm me. Leave me, I say. ) ) [31] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Fortune and victory sit on thy helm! ) [32] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => All comfort that the dark night can afford [1] => Be to thy person, noble father-in-law! [2] => Tell me, how fares our loving mother? ) ) [33] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => I, by attorney, bless thee from thy mother [1] => Who prays continually for Richmond's good: [2] => So much for that. The silent hours steal on, [3] => And flaky darkness breaks within the east. [4] => In brief,--for so the season bids us be,-- [5] => Prepare thy battle early in the morning, [6] => And put thy fortune to the arbitrement [7] => Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war. [8] => I, as I may--that which I would I cannot,-- [9] => With best advantage will deceive the time, [10] => And aid thee in this doubtful shock of arms: [11] => But on thy side I may not be too forward [12] => Lest, being seen, thy brother, tender George, [13] => Be executed in his father's sight. [14] => Farewell: the leisure and the fearful time [15] => Cuts off the ceremonious vows of love [16] => And ample interchange of sweet discourse, [17] => Which so long sunder'd friends should dwell upon: [18] => God give us leisure for these rites of love! [19] => Once more, adieu: be valiant, and speed well! ) ) [34] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Good lords, conduct him to his regiment: [1] => I'll strive, with troubled thoughts, to take a nap, [2] => Lest leaden slumber peise me down to-morrow, [3] => When I should mount with wings of victory: [4] => Once more, good night, kind lords and gentlemen. [5] => O Thou, whose captain I account myself, [6] => Look on my forces with a gracious eye; [7] => Put in their hands thy bruising irons of wrath, [8] => That they may crush down with a heavy fall [9] => The usurping helmets of our adversaries! [10] => Make us thy ministers of chastisement, [11] => That we may praise thee in the victory! [12] => To thee I do commend my watchful soul, [13] => Ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes: [14] => Sleeping and waking, O, defend me still! ) [STAGEDIR] => Exeunt all but RICHMOND ) [35] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of Prince Edward [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow! [2] => Think, how thou stab'dst me in my prime of youth [3] => At Tewksbury: despair, therefore, and die! [4] => Be cheerful, Richmond; for the wronged souls [5] => Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf [6] => King Henry's issue, Richmond, comforts thee. ) [STAGEDIR] => To RICHMOND ) [36] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of King Henry VI [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => When I was mortal, my anointed body [2] => By thee was punched full of deadly holes [3] => Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die! [4] => Harry the Sixth bids thee despair, and die! [5] => Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror! [6] => Harry, that prophesied thou shouldst be king, [7] => Doth comfort thee in thy sleep: live, and flourish! ) [STAGEDIR] => To RICHMOND ) [37] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of CLARENCE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow! [2] => I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine, [3] => Poor Clarence, by thy guile betrayed to death! [4] => To-morrow in the battle think on me, [5] => And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!-- [6] => Thou offspring of the house of Lancaster [7] => The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee [8] => Good angels guard thy battle! live, and flourish! ) [STAGEDIR] => To RICHMOND ) [38] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of RIVERS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow, [2] => Rivers. that died at Pomfret! despair, and die! ) ) [39] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of GREY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Think upon Grey, and let thy soul despair! ) ) [40] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of VAUGHAN [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Think upon Vaughan, and, with guilty fear, [2] => Let fall thy lance: despair, and die! ) ) [41] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => All [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To RICHMOND ) [1] => Awake, and think our wrongs in Richard's bosom [2] => Will conquer him! awake, and win the day! ) ) [42] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of HASTINGS [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake, [2] => And in a bloody battle end thy days! [3] => Think on Lord Hastings: despair, and die! [4] => Quiet untroubled soul, awake, awake! [5] => Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! ) [STAGEDIR] => To RICHMOND ) [43] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghosts of young Princes [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Dream on thy cousins smother'd in the Tower: [2] => Let us be led within thy bosom, Richard, [3] => And weigh thee down to ruin, shame, and death! [4] => Thy nephews' souls bid thee despair and die! [5] => Sleep, Richmond, sleep in peace, and wake in joy; [6] => Good angels guard thee from the boar's annoy! [7] => Live, and beget a happy race of kings! [8] => Edward's unhappy sons do bid thee flourish. ) [STAGEDIR] => To RICHMOND ) [44] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of LADY ANNE [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne thy wife, [2] => That never slept a quiet hour with thee, [3] => Now fills thy sleep with perturbations [4] => To-morrow in the battle think on me, [5] => And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die! [6] => Thou quiet soul, sleep thou a quiet sleep [7] => Dream of success and happy victory! [8] => Thy adversary's wife doth pray for thee. ) [STAGEDIR] => To RICHMOND ) [45] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Ghost of BUCKINGHAM [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => To KING RICHARD III ) [1] => The last was I that helped thee to the crown; [2] => The last was I that felt thy tyranny: [3] => O, in the battle think on Buckingham, [4] => And die in terror of thy guiltiness! [5] => Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death: [6] => Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath! [7] => I died for hope ere I could lend thee aid: [8] => But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd: [9] => God and good angel fight on Richmond's side; [10] => And Richard falls in height of all his pride. ) [STAGEDIR] => To RICHMOND ) [46] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Give me another horse: bind up my wounds. [1] => Have mercy, Jesu!--Soft! I did but dream. [2] => O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! [3] => The lights burn blue. It is now dead midnight. [4] => Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. [5] => What do I fear? myself? there's none else by: [6] => Richard loves Richard; that is, I am I. [7] => Is there a murderer here? No. Yes, I am: [8] => Then fly. What, from myself? Great reason why: [9] => Lest I revenge. What, myself upon myself? [10] => Alack. I love myself. Wherefore? for any good [11] => That I myself have done unto myself? [12] => O, no! alas, I rather hate myself [13] => For hateful deeds committed by myself! [14] => I am a villain: yet I lie. I am not. [15] => Fool, of thyself speak well: fool, do not flatter. [16] => My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, [17] => And every tongue brings in a several tale, [18] => And every tale condemns me for a villain. [19] => Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree [20] => Murder, stem murder, in the direst degree; [21] => All several sins, all used in each degree, [22] => Throng to the bar, crying all, Guilty! guilty! [23] => I shall despair. There is no creature loves me; [24] => And if I die, no soul shall pity me: [25] => Nay, wherefore should they, since that I myself [26] => Find in myself no pity to myself? [27] => Methought the souls of all that I had murder'd [28] => Came to my tent; and every one did threat [29] => To-morrow's vengeance on the head of Richard. ) ) [47] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => My lord! ) [48] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => 'Zounds! who is there? ) [49] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Ratcliff, my lord; 'tis I. The early village-cock [1] => Hath twice done salutation to the morn; [2] => Your friends are up, and buckle on their armour. ) ) [50] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => O Ratcliff, I have dream'd a fearful dream! [1] => What thinkest thou, will our friends prove all true? ) ) [51] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => No doubt, my lord. ) [52] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => O Ratcliff, I fear, I fear,-- ) [53] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of shadows. ) [54] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night [1] => Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard [2] => Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers [3] => Armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond. [4] => It is not yet near day. Come, go with me; [5] => Under our tents I'll play the eaves-dropper, [6] => To see if any mean to shrink from me. ) ) [55] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORDS [LINE] => Good morrow, Richmond! ) [56] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen, [1] => That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here. ) ) [57] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORDS [LINE] => How have you slept, my lord? ) [58] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The sweetest sleep, and fairest-boding dreams [1] => That ever enter'd in a drowsy head, [2] => Have I since your departure had, my lords. [3] => Methought their souls, whose bodies Richard murder'd, [4] => Came to my tent, and cried on victory: [5] => I promise you, my soul is very jocund [6] => In the remembrance of so fair a dream. [7] => How far into the morning is it, lords? ) ) [59] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => LORDS [LINE] => Upon the stroke of four. ) [60] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Why, then 'tis time to arm and give direction. [1] => More than I have said, loving countrymen, [2] => The leisure and enforcement of the time [3] => Forbids to dwell upon: yet remember this, [4] => God and our good cause fight upon our side; [5] => The prayers of holy saints and wronged souls, [6] => Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before our faces; [7] => Richard except, those whom we fight against [8] => Had rather have us win than him they follow: [9] => For what is he they follow? truly, gentlemen, [10] => A bloody tyrant and a homicide; [11] => One raised in blood, and one in blood establish'd; [12] => One that made means to come by what he hath, [13] => And slaughter'd those that were the means to help him; [14] => Abase foul stone, made precious by the foil [15] => Of England's chair, where he is falsely set; [16] => One that hath ever been God's enemy: [17] => Then, if you fight against God's enemy, [18] => God will in justice ward you as his soldiers; [19] => If you do sweat to put a tyrant down, [20] => You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; [21] => If you do fight against your country's foes, [22] => Your country's fat shall pay your pains the hire; [23] => If you do fight in safeguard of your wives, [24] => Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors; [25] => If you do free your children from the sword, [26] => Your children's children quit it in your age. [27] => Then, in the name of God and all these rights, [28] => Advance your standards, draw your willing swords. [29] => For me, the ransom of my bold attempt [30] => Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face; [31] => But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt [32] => The least of you shall share his part thereof. [33] => Sound drums and trumpets boldly and cheerfully; [34] => God and Saint George! Richmond and victory! ) [STAGEDIR] => His oration to his soldiers ) [61] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => What said Northumberland as touching Richmond? ) [62] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => That he was never trained up in arms. ) [63] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => He said the truth: and what said Surrey then? ) [64] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => He smiled and said 'The better for our purpose.' ) [65] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He was in the right; and so indeed it is. [1] => Ten the clock there. Give me a calendar. [2] => Who saw the sun to-day? ) [STAGEDIR] => Clock striketh ) [66] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => Not I, my lord. ) [67] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Then he disdains to shine; for by the book [1] => He should have braved the east an hour ago [2] => A black day will it be to somebody. Ratcliff! ) ) [68] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RATCLIFF [LINE] => My lord? ) [69] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => The sun will not be seen to-day; [1] => The sky doth frown and lour upon our army. [2] => I would these dewy tears were from the ground. [3] => Not shine to-day! Why, what is that to me [4] => More than to Richmond? for the selfsame heaven [5] => That frowns on me looks sadly upon him. ) ) [70] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the field. ) [71] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Come, bustle, bustle; caparison my horse. [1] => Call up Lord Stanley, bid him bring his power: [2] => I will lead forth my soldiers to the plain, [3] => And thus my battle shall be ordered: [4] => My foreward shall be drawn out all in length, [5] => Consisting equally of horse and foot; [6] => Our archers shall be placed in the midst [7] => John Duke of Norfolk, Thomas Earl of Surrey, [8] => Shall have the leading of this foot and horse. [9] => They thus directed, we will follow [10] => In the main battle, whose puissance on either side [11] => Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse. [12] => This, and Saint George to boot! What think'st thou, Norfolk? ) ) [72] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A good direction, warlike sovereign. [1] => This found I on my tent this morning. ) ) [73] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [STAGEDIR] => Reads ) [1] => 'Jockey of Norfolk, be not too bold, [2] => For Dickon thy master is bought and sold.' [3] => A thing devised by the enemy. [4] => Go, gentleman, every man unto his charge [5] => Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls: [6] => Conscience is but a word that cowards use, [7] => Devised at first to keep the strong in awe: [8] => Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law. [9] => March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell [10] => If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell. [11] => What shall I say more than I have inferr'd? [12] => Remember whom you are to cope withal; [13] => A sort of vagabonds, rascals, and runaways, [14] => A scum of Bretons, and base lackey peasants, [15] => Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth [16] => To desperate ventures and assured destruction. [17] => You sleeping safe, they bring to you unrest; [18] => You having lands, and blest with beauteous wives, [19] => They would restrain the one, distain the other. [20] => And who doth lead them but a paltry fellow, [21] => Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost? [22] => A milk-sop, one that never in his life [23] => Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow? [24] => Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again; [25] => Lash hence these overweening rags of France, [26] => These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives; [27] => Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit, [28] => For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd themselves: [29] => If we be conquer'd, let men conquer us, [30] => And not these bastard Bretons; whom our fathers [31] => Have in their own land beaten, bobb'd, and thump'd, [32] => And in record, left them the heirs of shame. [33] => Shall these enjoy our lands? lie with our wives? [34] => Ravish our daughters? [35] => Hark! I hear their drum. [36] => Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yoemen! [37] => Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head! [38] => Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; [39] => Amaze the welkin with your broken staves! [40] => What says Lord Stanley? will he bring his power? ) [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => His oration to his Army [1] => Drum afar off [2] => Enter a Messenger ) ) [74] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => Messenger [LINE] => My lord, he doth deny to come. ) [75] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Off with his son George's head! ) [76] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => NORFOLK [LINE] => Array ( [0] => My lord, the enemy is past the marsh [1] => After the battle let George Stanley die. ) ) [77] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => A thousand hearts are great within my bosom: [1] => Advance our standards, set upon our foes [2] => Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, [3] => Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons! [4] => Upon them! victory sits on our helms. ) ) ) ) [3] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE IV. Another part of the field. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum: excursions. Enter NORFOLK and forces fighting; to him CATESBY [1] => Alarums. Enter KING RICHARD III [2] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Rescue, my Lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue! [1] => The king enacts more wonders than a man, [2] => Daring an opposite to every danger: [3] => His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights, [4] => Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death. [5] => Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost! ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => CATESBY [LINE] => Withdraw, my lord; I'll help you to a horse. ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => KING RICHARD III [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, [1] => And I will stand the hazard of the die: [2] => I think there be six Richmonds in the field; [3] => Five have I slain to-day instead of him. [4] => A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! ) ) ) ) [4] => Array ( [TITLE] => SCENE V. Another part of the field. [STAGEDIR] => Array ( [0] => Alarum. Enter KING RICHARD III and RICHMOND; they fight. KING RICHARD III is slain. Retreat and flourish. Re-enter RICHMOND, DERBY bearing the crown, with divers other Lords [1] => Exit Act ) [SPEECH] => Array ( [0] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => God and your arms be praised, victorious friends, [1] => The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. ) ) [1] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Courageous Richmond, well hast thou acquit thee. [1] => Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty [2] => From the dead temples of this bloody wretch [3] => Have I pluck'd off, to grace thy brows withal: [4] => Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it. ) ) [2] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Great God of heaven, say Amen to all! [1] => But, tell me, is young George Stanley living? ) ) [3] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => He is, my lord, and safe in Leicester town; [1] => Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us. ) ) [4] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => What men of name are slain on either side? ) [5] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => DERBY [LINE] => Array ( [0] => John Duke of Norfolk, Walter Lord Ferrers, [1] => Sir Robert Brakenbury, and Sir William Brandon. ) ) [6] => Array ( [SPEAKER] => RICHMOND [LINE] => Array ( [0] => Inter their bodies as becomes their births: [1] => Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled [2] => That in submission will return to us: [3] => And then, as we have ta'en the sacrament, [4] => We will unite the white rose and the red: [5] => Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction, [6] => That long have frown'd upon their enmity! [7] => What traitor hears me, and says not amen? [8] => England hath long been mad, and scarr'd herself; [9] => The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, [10] => The father rashly slaughter'd his own son, [11] => The son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire: [12] => All this divided York and Lancaster, [13] => Divided in their dire division, [14] => O, now, let Richmond and Elizabeth, [15] => The true succeeders of each royal house, [16] => By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! [17] => And let their heirs, God, if thy will be so. [18] => Enrich the time to come with smooth-faced peace, [19] => With smiling plenty and fair prosperous days! [20] => Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord, [21] => That would reduce these bloody days again, [22] => And make poor England weep in streams of blood! [23] => Let them not live to taste this land's increase [24] => That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! [25] => Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again: [26] => That she may long live here, God say amen! ) ) ) ) ) ) ) )