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Clar. And there's for twitting me with perjury.]

[Clar. stabs him. 2ucen. Oh, kill me too ! Glo. Marry, and shall. [Offers to kill her. A. Edw. Hold, Richard, hold, for we have done too much. Glo. Why should she live, to fill the world with words? [her recovery. JK. Edw. What! doth she swoon? use means for Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother; I’ll hence to London on a serious matter: Ere ye come there, be sure to hear niore news. Clar. What? what? Glo. The Tower, man, the Tower! 2ueen. Oh, Ned, sweet Ned speak to thy mother, boy Canstthou not speak?—O traitors' murderers – They, that stabb’d Casar, shed no blood at all, Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame, If this foul deed were by, to equal it. He was a man; this, in respect, a child; And men ne'er spend their fury on a child. What's worse than murderer, that I may name it? No, no; my heart will burst, an if I speak:— And I will speak, that so my heart may burst.— Butchers and villains, bloody cannibals How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd You have no children, butchers; if you had, The thought of them would have stirr'd up remorse: But, if you ever chance to have a child, Look in his youth to have him so cut off, As, deathsmen! you have rid this sweet young prince. force. K. Edw. Away with her; go, bear her hence by 2ueen. Nay, never bear me hence, dispatch me here; Heresheaththysword, I'llpardon theemy death: What! wilt thou not?—then, Clarence, do it thou. Clar. By heaven, I will not dothee so much ease. £ueen. Good Clarence, do; sweet Clarence, do thou do it. Clar. Didst thou not hear me swear, I would not do it? £ueen. Ay, but thou usest to forswear thyself; 'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity. What! wilt thou not? where is that devil's butcher, Hard-favour’d Richard? Richard, where art thou? Thou art not here: Murder is thy alms-deed; Petitioner for blood thou ne'er putt'st back. K. Edw. Away, I say; I charge ye, bear her hence. £ueen. So come to you, and yours, as to this rince [Eait 2ueen. K. Edw. Where's Richard gone? Clar. To London, all in post; and, as I §. To make a bloody supper in the Tower. [head. K. Edw. He's sudden, if a thing comes in his Now march we hence: dischargethe commonsort

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With pay and thanks, and let's away to London,

* i.e., fears, or suspects. * i.e. childish. word, ..". for all on a heap

ing to squat down, or lodge on anything.—All of a ruck is a Staffordshire *i; - Ss 4

And see our gentle queen how well she fares;
By this, I hope, she hath a son for us. [Excunt.

S C E N E VI. The Tower of London. Enter King Henry with a book, and Gloster with the Lieutenant, on the Tower walls. Glo. Good day, my lord! What, at your book so hard [say rather; 10....K.Henry. Ay, my good lord: My lord, I should 'Tis sin to flatter, good was little better: Good Gloster, and good devil, were alike, And both preposterous; therefore, not good lord. Glo. Sirrah, leave us to ourselves: we must confer. [Erit Lieutenant. K. Henry. So flies the reckless shepherd from the wolf; So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece, And next his throat unto the butcher's knife.— What scene of death hath Roscius now to act? Glo, Suspicion always haunts the guilty mind; The thief doth fear each bush an officer. A. Henry. The bird, that hath been limed in a bush, With tremblingwings misdoubteth' every bush: And I, the hapless male to one sweet bird, Have now the fatal object in my eye, skill’d. Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught, and Glo. Why, what a peewish’ fool was that of rete, That taught his son the office of a fowl And yet, for all his wings, the fool was drown'd. K. Henry. I, Daedalus; my poor son, Icarus; Thy father, Minos, that deny'd our course; The sun, that sear'd the wings of my sweet boy, Thy brother Edward; and thyself, the sea, Whose envious gulph did swallow up his life. Ah, kill me with thy weapon, not with words ! \ly breast can better brook thy dagger's point, Than can my ears that tragic history.— But wherefore dost thou come? is't for my life Glo. Think'st thou, I am an executioner? K. Henry. A persecutor, I am sure, thou art; If murdering innocents be executing,

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Glo. Thy son I kill'd for his presumption. A. Henry. Hadst thou been kill'd, when first thou didst presume, Thou hadst not liv'd to kill a son of mine. And thus I prophesy, that many a thousand, Which now mistrust no parcel of my fear; And many an old man'ssigh, and manya widow's, And many an orphan's water-standing eye, Men for their sons, wives for their husbands' fate, And orphans for their parents' timeless death, Shall rue the hour that ever thou wast born. The owl shriek'd at thy birth, an evil sign; The night-crow cry’d, aboding luckless time; Dogs howl'd, and hideous tempests shook down trees; The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top, And chattering Pyes in dismal discords sung.

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Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain,
And yet brought forth less than a mother's hope;
To wit, an undigest deformed lump,
Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree.

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To signify, thou cam'st to bite the world:
And, if the rest be true which I have heard,
Thou cam'st into the world with thy legs forward.
Glo. I’ll hear no more;—Die, prophet, in thy
speech. . [Stabs him.
For this, amongst the rest, was I ordain'd.
K. Henry. Ay, and for much more slaughter
- after this.
O God! forgive mysins, and pardon thee! [Dies.
Glo. What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster
Sink in the ground? I thought, it would have
mounted. [death !
See, how my sword weeps for the poor king's
Q, may such purple tears be always shed
From those that wish the downfall of our house !
If any spark of life be yet remaining,
Down, down to hell; and say,+I sent thee thi-
. ther, [Stabs him again.
I, that have neither pity, love, nor fear.—
Indeed, 'tis true, that Henry told me of;
For I have often heard my mother say,
I came into the world with my legs forward :
Had I not reason, think ye, to make haste,
And seek their ruin that usurp'd our right?
The midwife wonder'd, and the women cry'd,
“O, Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth !”
And so I was ; which plainly signify’d—
That I should snarl, and bite, and play the dog.
Then, since the heavens have shap'd my body so,
Let hell make crook'd my mind, to answer it.
I had no father, I am like no father:
I have no brother, I am like no brother: [vine,
And this word—love, which grey-beards call di-
Be resident in men like one another,
And not in me; I am myself alone,—
Clarence, beware; thoukeep'st me from the light;
But I will sort' a pitchy day for thee:
For I will buz abroad such prophecies,
"I hat Edward shall be i. of his life;
And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy death.
King Henry, and the prince his son, are gone:
Clarence, thy turn is next; and then the rest;
Counting myself but bad, 'till I be best.—
I'll throw thy body in another room,
And triumph, Henry, in thy day of doom. [Erit.
- S C E N E VII.
- The Palace in London.
Enter King Edward, the Queen, with the young
Prince, Clarence, Gloster, Hastings, and At-
K. Edw. Once more we sit in England's royal

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Re-purchas'd with the blood of enemies.
What valiant foe-men, like to autumn's corn,
Have we mow’d down, in top of all their pride!
Three dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd
For hardy and undoubted champions:
Two Cliffords, as the father and the son,
And two Northumberlands: two braver men
Ne'erspurr'd theircoursers at thetrumpet'ssound:
With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and

And made the forest tremble when they roar'd.
Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat,
And made our footstool of security.—
Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy:-
- [Taking the child.
Young Ned, for thee, thine uncles and myself
Have in our armours watch'd the winter's night;
Went all afoot in summer's scalding heat,
That thou might'st repossess the crown in peace;
And of our labours thou shalt reap the gain.
Glo.I’ll blast his harvest, if your head were lay'd;
For yet I am not look'd on in the world.
This shoulder was ordain'd so thick, to heave;
And * { shall some weight, or break my
ack :—
Work thou the way,+and thou shalt execute”.
K. Edw. Clarence and Gloster, love my lovely
And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both.
Clar. The duty that I owe unto your majesty,
I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe.
2ueen. Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy bro-
ther, thanks. -
Glo. And, that I love the tree from whence thou
sprang'st, - -
Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit:-
Tosay the truth,sojudaskiss'd his master;
And cry’d—All hail! whenashe meant—% Aside.
All harm. -
K. Edw. Now am I seated as my soul delights,
Having my country's peace, and brothers' loves.
Clar. What will your grace have done with
Reignier, her father, to the king of France
Hath pawn'd the Sicils and Jerusalem,
And hither have they sent it for her ransom.
K. Edw. Away with her, and waft her hence
to France.
And now what rests, but that we spend the time
With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows,
Such as befit the pleasures of the court?—
Sound, drumsand trumpets' farewell,sourannoy!

For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.

[Exeunt omnes.

, i. e. I will select or chuse such a day, whose gloom shall be as fatal to thee. ? It is supposed he speaks this line, first touching his head, and then looking on his hand. -

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* This tragedy, though it is call'd the Life and Death of this prince, comprizes, at most, but the last eight years of his time; for it opens with George duke of Clarence being c |. up in the Tower, of

which happen'd in the beginning of the year 1477; and closes with the death Field, which battle was fought on the 32d of August, in the year 1485.

zance of Edward IV. which was a sun, in memory of the three suns, which are said to at the battle which he gain'd over the Lancastrians at Mortimer's Cross.

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Richard at Bosworth * Alluding to the cognive appear'd i.e. steeds furnished

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Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;
I,thatamrudely stamp'd, and wantlove's majesty,
To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling' nature,
Deform’d, unfinish'd, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionably,
That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them;--
Why I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time;
Unless to spy my shadow in the sun,
And descant’ on mine own deformity:
And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,
To entertain these fair well-spoken days,
I am determined to prove a villain,
And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,
By drunken prophecies, libels, and dreams,
To set my brother Clarence, and the king,
In deadly hate the one against the other:
And, if king Edward be as true and just,
As I am subtle, false, and treacherous,
This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up;
About a prophecy, which says—that G
Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be.
Dive, thoughts, down to my soul! here Clarence
Enter Clarence guarded, and Brakenbury.
Brother, good day: What meansthis armed guard,
That waits upon your grace?
Clar. His majesty,
Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed
This conduct to convey me to the Tower.
Glo. Upon what cause:
Clar. Because my name is—George.
Glo. Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours;
Heshould, for that, commit your godfathers:
Q, belike, his majesty hath some intent,
That you should be new christen’d in the Tower.
But what's the matter, Clarence? may I know?
Clar. Yea, Richard, when I know; for I pro-
As yet I do not: But, as I can learn,
He hearkens after prophecies, and dreams;
And from the cross-row plucks the letter G,
And says—a wizard !."him, that by G
His issue disinherited should be;
And, for my name of George begins with G,
It follows in his thought, that I am he
These, as I learn, and such like toys “as these,
Have moy'd his highness to commit me now,
Glo. Why, this it is, when men are rul’d by
wolnen --
'Tis not the king, that sends you to the Tower;
My lady Grey his wife, Clarence, ’tis she,
That tempts him to this harsh extremity.
Was it not she, and that good man cf worship,
Anthony Woodeville, her brother there,

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That made him send lord Hastings to the Tower;
From whence this present day.he is deliver'd?
We are not safe, Clarence, we are not safe.
Clar. By heaven, [thiuk, there is no man secure,
But the queen's kindred,andnight-walkingheralds
That trudge betwixt the king and mistress Shore.
Heard you not, what an humble o
Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery
Glo. Humbly complaining to her deity
Got my lord chamberlain his liberty.
I'll tels you what, I think, it is our way,
If we will keep in favour with the king,
To be her men, and wear her livery:
The jealous o'er-worn widow, and herself,
Since that our brother dubb’d them gentlewomen,
Are mighty gossips in this monarchy.
Brak. I beseech your graces both to pardon me
His majesty hath straitly given in charge,
That no man shall have private conference,
Of what degree soever, with his brother...[bury,
Glo. Even so? an please your worship, Braken-
You may partake of any thing we say:
We speak no treason, man;–Wesay, the king
Is wise, and virtuous; and his noble queen
Well struck in years; fair, and not jealous:—
We say, that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot,
A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing
That the queen's kindred are made gentle-folks:
How say you, sir? can you deny all this?
Brak. With this, my lord, myself have nought
to do. [thee, fellow,
Glo. Nought to do with mistress Shore? I tell
He that doth naught with her, excepting one,

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Brak. What one, my lord [tray me? Glo. Her husband, knave:—Would'st thou beBrak. I beseech your grace to pardon me; and, withal, * Forbear vour conference with the noble duke. Clar. We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will obey. obey. Glo. We are i. queen's abjects', and must Brother, farewell: I will unto . king; And whatsoe'er you will employ me in,_ Were it, to call King Edward's widow—sister,I will perform it, to enfranchise you. Mean time, this deep disgrace in brotherhood Touches me deeper than you can imagine. Clar. I know, it pleaseth neither of us well. Glo. Well, your imprisonment shall not be long: I will deliver you, or else lye for you:

|Mean time, have patience.

Clar. I must perforce"; farewell. [Ereunt Clarence and Brakenbury. Glo. Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er return, Simple, plain Clarence —I do love thee so,

That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven,

*Sir John Hawkins observes, that descant is a term in music, signifying in

general that kind of harmony wherein one part is broken and formed into a kind of paraphrase on

the other.

inischief. The induction is preparatory to the action of the play.
the queen's sujects, whom she might protect, but her abjects, whom she drives away.
to the proverb, “Patience perforce is a medicine for a mad dog.”

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preparations for “ i. e. fancies.

That is, not * Alluding

If heaven will take the present at our hands.
But who comes here? the new-deliver'd Hastings?
Enter Hastings. -
Hast. Good time of day unto my gracious lord!
Glo. As much unto my good lord chamberlain!
Well are you welcome to this open air.
How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment;
Hast. With patience, noble lord, as prisoners
But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks,
That were the cause of my imprisonment. -
Glo. No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence
too; -
For they, that were your enemies, are his,
And have prevail'd as much on him, as you.
Hast. More pity,that the eagleshould be mew'd',
While kites and buzzards play at liberty.
Glo. What news abroad
Hast. No newsso bad abroad,as this at home;—
The king is sickly, weak, and melancholy,
And his physicians fear him mightily.
Glo. Now, by saint Paul, that news is bad, in-
O, he hath kept an evil diet long, [deed.
And over-much consum’d his royal person;
'Tis very grievous to be thought upon.
What, is he in his bed
Hast. He is.
Glo. Go you before, and I will follow you.
[Erit Hastings.
He cannot live, I hope; and must not die,
*Till George be pack'd with post-horse up to
I’ll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence,
With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments;
And, if I fail not in my deep intent,
Clarence hath not another day to live: -
Which done,God take king Edward to his mercy,
And leave the world for me to bustle in -
For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter:
What though I kill'd her husband, and her father?
The readiest way to make the wench amends,
Is—to become her husband, and her father:
The which will I; not all so much for love,
As for another secret close intent,
By marrying her, which I must reach unto.
But yet I run before my horse to market:
Clarence still breathes; Edward still lives, and
When they are gone, then must I count my gains.

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S C E N E II. Another Street.

Enter the Corse of Henry the Sirth, with halberds to guard it; Lady Anne being the mourner. Anne. Set down, set down your honourable load, If honour ma; be shrouded in a hearse, Whilst I awhile obsequiously lanent

Poor key-cold figure of a holy king!
Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster
Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood!
Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost,
To hear the lamentations of poor Anne,
Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son,
Stabb’d by the self-same hand that made these
wounds !
Lo, in these windows, that let forth thy life, .
I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes:—
O, cursed be the hand, that made these holes!
Cursed the heart, that had the heart to do it!
Cursed the blood, that let this blood from hence"
More direful hap betide that hated wretch,

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Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads,
Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives!
If ever he have child, abortive be it,
Prodigious, and untimely brought to light,
Whose ugly and unnatural aspect
May fright the hopeful mother at the view;
And that be heir to his unhappiness!
If ever he have wife, let her be made
More miserable by the death of him,

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Come, now,toward Chertsey with your holyload,
Taken from Paul's to be interred §. ; -
And, still as you are weary of the weight,
Rest you, whiles I lament king Henry's corse.
Enter Gloster.
Glo. Stay you, that bear the corse, and set it down.
Anne.What blackmagician conjures upthis fiend,
To stop devoted charitable deeds? [Paul,
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Gen. Mylord, standback, andlet the cosfin pass. Glo. Unmanner'd dog stand thou when I command: Advance thy halberd higher than my breast, Or, by saint Paul, I’ll strike thee to my foot, And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness. Anne. What, do youtremble? are you allafraid? Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.— Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell! Thou had'st but power over his mortal body, His soul thou canst not have; therefore, be gone. Glo. Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst. Anne. Foul devil, for God’s sake, hence, and trouble us not; For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell, Fill'd it with cursing cries, and deep exclaims. If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, Behold this pattern of thy butcheries:— Oh, gentlemen, see, see dead Henry's wounds Open their congeal’d mouths,and bleed afresh" – Blush, blush, thou lump of foul deformity; For ’tis thy presence that exhales this blood From cold and empty veins, where no blood

The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster.—

* A mew was the place of confinement where a hawk was kept till he had moulted.

in this instance, means funereal.

Thy deed, inhuman, and unnatural, [dwells! Provokes this deluge most unnatural.—

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* A key, on the account of the coldness of the metal of which it is composed, was anciently employed to stop any slight bleeding.

“ i.e. instance or example. . . It

is a tradition very generally received, that the murdered body bleeds on the touch of the murderer. Mr. Tollet observes, that this opinion seems to be derived from the ancient Swedes, or Northern

nations from whom we descend; for they practised this method of trial in dubious cases.

o God,

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