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<PLAY>
<TITLE>The Tragedy of Richard the Third</TITLE>
<FM>
<P>Text placed in the public domain by Moby Lexical Tools, 1992.</P>
<P>SGML markup by Jon Bosak, 1992-1994.</P>
<P>XML version by Jon Bosak, 1996-1998.</P>
<P>This work may be freely copied and distributed worldwide.</P>
</FM>
<PERSONAE>
<TITLE>Dramatis Personae</TITLE>
<PERSONA>KING EDWARD The Fourth</PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>RICHARD, Duke of York </PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>sons to the King.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>GEORGE, Duke of Clarence</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>RICHARD, Duke of Gloucester, afterwards King Richard III.</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>brothers to the King.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PERSONA>A young son of Clarence. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>CARDINAL BOURCHIER, Archbishop of Canterbury. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>THOMAS ROTHERHAM, Archbishop of York. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUKE of BUCKINGHAM</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUKE of NORFOLK</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>EARL of SURREY, His son. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>EARL RIVERS, Brother to Elizabeth. </PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>MARQUIS OF DORSET</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD GREY</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>Sons to Elizabeth.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PERSONA>EARL of OXFORD</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD HASTINGS</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD STANLEY, Called also EARL of DERBY. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LORD LOVEL</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR WILLIAM CATESBY</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR JAMES TYRREL</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR JAMES BLOUNT</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR WALTER HERBERT</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the Tower. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>CHRISTOPHER URSWICK, A priest. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Another Priest. </PERSONA>
<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>TRESSEL</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>BERKELEY</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>Gentlemen attending on the Lady Anne.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>
<PERSONA>Lord Mayor of London. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Sheriff of Wiltshire. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>ELIZABETH, Queen to King Edward IV. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>MARGARET, Widow of King Henry VI. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>DUCHESS of YORK, Mother to King Edward IV.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LADY ANNE, Widow of Edward Prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI; afterwards married to Richard.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>A young Daughter of Clarence [MARGARET PLANTAGENET] </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Ghosts of those murdered by Richard III., Lords and other Attendants; a Pursuivant Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers Soldiers, &c.</PERSONA>
</PERSONAE>
<SCNDESCR>SCENE England.</SCNDESCR>
<PLAYSUBT>KING RICHARD III</PLAYSUBT>
<ACT><TITLE>ACT I</TITLE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I. London. A street.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter GLOUCESTER, solus</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now is the winter of our discontent</LINE>
<LINE>Made glorious summer by this sun of York;</LINE>
<LINE>And all the clouds that lour'd upon our house</LINE>
<LINE>In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.</LINE>
<LINE>Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths;</LINE>
<LINE>Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;</LINE>
<LINE>Our stern alarums changed to merry meetings,</LINE>
<LINE>Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.</LINE>
<LINE>Grim-visaged war hath smooth'd his wrinkled front;</LINE>
<LINE>And now, instead of mounting barded steeds</LINE>
<LINE>To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,</LINE>
<LINE>He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber</LINE>
<LINE>To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.</LINE>
<LINE>But I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,</LINE>
<LINE>Nor made to court an amorous looking-glass;</LINE>
<LINE>I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty</LINE>
<LINE>To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;</LINE>
<LINE>I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion,</LINE>
<LINE>Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,</LINE>
<LINE>Deformed, unfinish'd, sent before my time</LINE>
<LINE>Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,</LINE>
<LINE>And that so lamely and unfashionable</LINE>
<LINE>That dogs bark at me as I halt by them;</LINE>
<LINE>Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace,</LINE>
<LINE>Have no delight to pass away the time,</LINE>
<LINE>Unless to spy my shadow in the sun</LINE>
<LINE>And descant on mine own deformity:</LINE>
<LINE>And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover,</LINE>
<LINE>To entertain these fair well-spoken days,</LINE>
<LINE>I am determined to prove a villain</LINE>
<LINE>And hate the idle pleasures of these days.</LINE>
<LINE>Plots have I laid, inductions dangerous,</LINE>
<LINE>By drunken prophecies, libels and dreams,</LINE>
<LINE>To set my brother Clarence and the king</LINE>
<LINE>In deadly hate the one against the other:</LINE>
<LINE>And if King Edward be as true and just</LINE>
<LINE>As I am subtle, false and treacherous,</LINE>
<LINE>This day should Clarence closely be mew'd up,</LINE>
<LINE>About a prophecy, which says that 'G'</LINE>
<LINE>Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be.</LINE>
<LINE>Dive, thoughts, down to my soul: here</LINE>
<LINE>Clarence comes.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Brother, good day; what means this armed guard</LINE>
<LINE>That waits upon your grace?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>His majesty</LINE>
<LINE>Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed</LINE>
<LINE>This conduct to convey me to the Tower.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Upon what cause?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Because my name is George.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours;</LINE>
<LINE>He should, for that, commit your godfathers:</LINE>
<LINE>O, belike his majesty hath some intent</LINE>
<LINE>That you shall be new-christen'd in the Tower.</LINE>
<LINE>But what's the matter, Clarence? may I know?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest</LINE>
<LINE>As yet I do not: but, as I can learn,</LINE>
<LINE>He hearkens after prophecies and dreams;</LINE>
<LINE>And from the cross-row plucks the letter G.</LINE>
<LINE>And says a wizard told him that by G</LINE>
<LINE>His issue disinherited should be;</LINE>
<LINE>And, for my name of George begins with G,</LINE>
<LINE>It follows in his thought that I am he.</LINE>
<LINE>These, as I learn, and such like toys as these</LINE>
<LINE>Have moved his highness to commit me now.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, this it is, when men are ruled by women:</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower:</LINE>
<LINE>My Lady Grey his wife, Clarence, 'tis she</LINE>
<LINE>That tempers him to this extremity.</LINE>
<LINE>Was it not she and that good man of worship,</LINE>
<LINE>Anthony Woodville, her brother there,</LINE>
<LINE>That made him send Lord Hastings to the Tower,</LINE>
<LINE>From whence this present day he is deliver'd?</LINE>
<LINE>We are not safe, Clarence; we are not safe.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By heaven, I think there's no man is secure</LINE>
<LINE>But the queen's kindred and night-walking heralds</LINE>
<LINE>That trudge betwixt the king and Mistress Shore.</LINE>
<LINE>Heard ye not what an humble suppliant</LINE>
<LINE>Lord hastings was to her for his delivery?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Humbly complaining to her deity</LINE>
<LINE>Got my lord chamberlain his liberty.</LINE>
<LINE>I'll tell you what; I think it is our way,</LINE>
<LINE>If we will keep in favour with the king,</LINE>
<LINE>To be her men and wear her livery:</LINE>
<LINE>The jealous o'erworn widow and herself,</LINE>
<LINE>Since that our brother dubb'd them gentlewomen.</LINE>
<LINE>Are mighty gossips in this monarchy.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BRAKENBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I beseech your graces both to pardon me;</LINE>
<LINE>His majesty hath straitly given in charge</LINE>
<LINE>That no man shall have private conference,</LINE>
<LINE>Of what degree soever, with his brother.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Even so; an't please your worship, Brakenbury,</LINE>
<LINE>You may partake of any thing we say:</LINE>
<LINE>We speak no treason, man: we say the king</LINE>
<LINE>Is wise and virtuous, and his noble queen</LINE>
<LINE>Well struck in years, fair, and not jealous;</LINE>
<LINE>We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot,</LINE>
<LINE>A cherry lip, a bonny eye, a passing pleasing tongue;</LINE>
<LINE>And that the queen's kindred are made gentle-folks:</LINE>
<LINE>How say you sir? Can you deny all this?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BRAKENBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With this, my lord, myself have nought to do.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Naught to do with mistress Shore! I tell thee, fellow,</LINE>
<LINE>He that doth naught with her, excepting one,</LINE>
<LINE>Were best he do it secretly, alone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BRAKENBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What one, my lord?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Her husband, knave: wouldst thou betray me?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BRAKENBURY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I beseech your grace to pardon me, and withal</LINE>
<LINE>Forbear your conference with the noble duke.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and will obey.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>We are the queen's abjects, and must obey.</LINE>
<LINE>Brother, farewell: I will unto the king;</LINE>
<LINE>And whatsoever you will employ me in,</LINE>
<LINE>Were it to call King Edward's widow sister,</LINE>
<LINE>I will perform it to enfranchise you.</LINE>
<LINE>Meantime, this deep disgrace in brotherhood</LINE>
<LINE>Touches me deeper than you can imagine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know it pleaseth neither of us well.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, your imprisonment shall not be long;</LINE>
<LINE>Meantime, have patience.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CLARENCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I must perforce. Farewell.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and Guard</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go, tread the path that thou shalt ne'er return.</LINE>
<LINE>Simple, plain Clarence! I do love thee so,</LINE>
<LINE>That I will shortly send thy soul to heaven,</LINE>
<LINE>If heaven will take the present at our hands.</LINE>
<LINE>But who comes here? the new-deliver'd Hastings?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter HASTINGS</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Good time of day unto my gracious lord!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>As much unto my good lord chamberlain!</LINE>
<LINE>Well are you welcome to the open air.</LINE>
<LINE>How hath your lordship brook'd imprisonment?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With patience, noble lord, as prisoners must:</LINE>
<LINE>But I shall live, my lord, to give them thanks</LINE>
<LINE>That were the cause of my imprisonment.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Clarence too;</LINE>
<LINE>For they that were your enemies are his,</LINE>
<LINE>And have prevail'd as much on him as you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>More pity that the eagle should be mew'd,</LINE>
<LINE>While kites and buzzards prey at liberty.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What news abroad?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No news so bad abroad as this at home;</LINE>
<LINE>The King is sickly, weak and melancholy,</LINE>
<LINE>And his physicians fear him mightily.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Now, by Saint Paul, this news is bad indeed.</LINE>
<LINE>O, he hath kept an evil diet long,</LINE>
<LINE>And overmuch consumed his royal person:</LINE>
<LINE>'Tis very grievous to be thought upon.</LINE>
<LINE>What, is he in his bed?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>HASTINGS</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He is.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Go you before, and I will follow you.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exit HASTINGS</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>He cannot live, I hope; and must not die</LINE>
<LINE>Till George be pack'd with post-horse up to heaven.</LINE>
<LINE>I'll in, to urge his hatred more to Clarence,</LINE>
<LINE>With lies well steel'd with weighty arguments;</LINE>
<LINE>And, if I fall not in my deep intent,</LINE>
<LINE>Clarence hath not another day to live:</LINE>
<LINE>Which done, God take King Edward to his mercy,</LINE>
<LINE>And leave the world for me to bustle in!</LINE>
<LINE>For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter.</LINE>
<LINE>What though I kill'd her husband and her father?</LINE>
<LINE>The readiest way to make the wench amends</LINE>
<LINE>Is to become her husband and her father:</LINE>
<LINE>The which will I; not all so much for love</LINE>
<LINE>As for another secret close intent,</LINE>
<LINE>By marrying her which I must reach unto.</LINE>
<LINE>But yet I run before my horse to market:</LINE>
<LINE>Clarence still breathes; Edward still lives and reigns:</LINE>
<LINE>When they are gone, then must I count my gains.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exit</STAGEDIR>
</SCENE>
<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE II. The same. Another street.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter the corpse of KING HENRY the Sixth, Gentlemen
with halberds to guard it; LADY ANNE being the mourner</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Set down, set down your honourable load,</LINE>
<LINE>If honour may be shrouded in a hearse,</LINE>
<LINE>Whilst I awhile obsequiously lament</LINE>
<LINE>The untimely fall of virtuous Lancaster.</LINE>
<LINE>Poor key-cold figure of a holy king!</LINE>
<LINE>Pale ashes of the house of Lancaster!</LINE>
<LINE>Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood!</LINE>
<LINE>Be it lawful that I invocate thy ghost,</LINE>
<LINE>To hear the lamentations of Poor Anne,</LINE>
<LINE>Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son,</LINE>
<LINE>Stabb'd by the selfsame hand that made these wounds!</LINE>
<LINE>Lo, in these windows that let forth thy life,</LINE>
<LINE>I pour the helpless balm of my poor eyes.</LINE>
<LINE>Cursed be the hand that made these fatal holes!</LINE>
<LINE>Cursed be the heart that had the heart to do it!</LINE>
<LINE>Cursed the blood that let this blood from hence!</LINE>
<LINE>More direful hap betide that hated wretch,</LINE>
<LINE>That makes us wretched by the death of thee,</LINE>
<LINE>Than I can wish to adders, spiders, toads,</LINE>
<LINE>Or any creeping venom'd thing that lives!</LINE>
<LINE>If ever he have child, abortive be it,</LINE>
<LINE>Prodigious, and untimely brought to light,</LINE>
<LINE>Whose ugly and unnatural aspect</LINE>
<LINE>May fright the hopeful mother at the view;</LINE>
<LINE>And that be heir to his unhappiness!</LINE>
<LINE>If ever he have wife, let her he made</LINE>
<LINE>A miserable by the death of him</LINE>
<LINE>As I am made by my poor lord and thee!</LINE>
<LINE>Come, now towards Chertsey with your holy load,</LINE>
<LINE>Taken from Paul's to be interred there;</LINE>
<LINE>And still, as you are weary of the weight,</LINE>
<LINE>Rest you, whiles I lament King Henry's corse.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Enter GLOUCESTER</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Stay, you that bear the corse, and set it down.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What black magician conjures up this fiend,</LINE>
<LINE>To stop devoted charitable deeds?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Villains, set down the corse; or, by Saint Paul,</LINE>
<LINE>I'll make a corse of him that disobeys.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>Gentleman</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My lord, stand back, and let the coffin pass.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Unmanner'd dog! stand thou, when I command:</LINE>
<LINE>Advance thy halbert higher than my breast,</LINE>
<LINE>Or, by Saint Paul, I'll strike thee to my foot,</LINE>
<LINE>And spurn upon thee, beggar, for thy boldness.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, do you tremble? are you all afraid?</LINE>
<LINE>Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal,</LINE>
<LINE>And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.</LINE>
<LINE>Avaunt, thou dreadful minister of hell!</LINE>
<LINE>Thou hadst but power over his mortal body,</LINE>
<LINE>His soul thou canst not have; therefore be gone.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Foul devil, for God's sake, hence, and trouble us not;</LINE>
<LINE>For thou hast made the happy earth thy hell,</LINE>
<LINE>Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims.</LINE>
<LINE>If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds,</LINE>
<LINE>Behold this pattern of thy butcheries.</LINE>
<LINE>O, gentlemen, see, see! dead Henry's wounds</LINE>
<LINE>Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh!</LINE>
<LINE>Blush, Blush, thou lump of foul deformity;</LINE>
<LINE>For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood</LINE>
<LINE>From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells;</LINE>
<LINE>Thy deed, inhuman and unnatural,</LINE>
<LINE>Provokes this deluge most unnatural.</LINE>
<LINE>O God, which this blood madest, revenge his death!</LINE>
<LINE>O earth, which this blood drink'st revenge his death!</LINE>
<LINE>Either heaven with lightning strike the</LINE>
<LINE>murderer dead,</LINE>
<LINE>Or earth, gape open wide and eat him quick,</LINE>
<LINE>As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood</LINE>
<LINE>Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Lady, you know no rules of charity,</LINE>
<LINE>Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Villain, thou know'st no law of God nor man:</LINE>
<LINE>No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But I know none, and therefore am no beast.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>O wonderful, when devils tell the truth!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>More wonderful, when angels are so angry.</LINE>
<LINE>Vouchsafe, divine perfection of a woman,</LINE>
<LINE>Of these supposed-evils, to give me leave,</LINE>
<LINE>By circumstance, but to acquit myself.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Vouchsafe, defused infection of a man,</LINE>
<LINE>For these known evils, but to give me leave,</LINE>
<LINE>By circumstance, to curse thy cursed self.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fairer than tongue can name thee, let me have</LINE>
<LINE>Some patient leisure to excuse myself.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make</LINE>
<LINE>No excuse current, but to hang thyself.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>By such despair, I should accuse myself.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And, by despairing, shouldst thou stand excused;</LINE>
<LINE>For doing worthy vengeance on thyself,</LINE>
<LINE>Which didst unworthy slaughter upon others.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Say that I slew them not?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, then they are not dead:</LINE>
<LINE>But dead they are, and devilish slave, by thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I did not kill your husband.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, then he is alive.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>In thy foul throat thou liest: Queen Margaret saw</LINE>
<LINE>Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood;</LINE>
<LINE>The which thou once didst bend against her breast,</LINE>
<LINE>But that thy brothers beat aside the point.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I was provoked by her slanderous tongue,</LINE>
<LINE>which laid their guilt upon my guiltless shoulders.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind.</LINE>
<LINE>Which never dreamt on aught but butcheries:</LINE>
<LINE>Didst thou not kill this king?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I grant ye.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Dost grant me, hedgehog? then, God grant me too</LINE>
<LINE>Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed!</LINE>
<LINE>O, he was gentle, mild, and virtuous!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The fitter for the King of heaven, that hath him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He is in heaven, where thou shalt never come.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let him thank me, that holp to send him thither;</LINE>
<LINE>For he was fitter for that place than earth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>And thou unfit for any place but hell.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, one place else, if you will hear me name it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Some dungeon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your bed-chamber.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I'll rest betide the chamber where thou liest!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>So will it, madam till I lie with you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I hope so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I know so. But, gentle Lady Anne,</LINE>
<LINE>To leave this keen encounter of our wits,</LINE>
<LINE>And fall somewhat into a slower method,</LINE>
<LINE>Is not the causer of the timeless deaths</LINE>
<LINE>Of these Plantagenets, Henry and Edward,</LINE>
<LINE>As blameful as the executioner?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou art the cause, and most accursed effect.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Your beauty was the cause of that effect;</LINE>
<LINE>Your beauty: which did haunt me in my sleep</LINE>
<LINE>To undertake the death of all the world,</LINE>
<LINE>So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If I thought that, I tell thee, homicide,</LINE>
<LINE>These nails should rend that beauty from my cheeks.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>These eyes could never endure sweet beauty's wreck;</LINE>
<LINE>You should not blemish it, if I stood by:</LINE>
<LINE>As all the world is cheered by the sun,</LINE>
<LINE>So I by that; it is my day, my life.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Black night o'ershade thy day, and death thy life!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Curse not thyself, fair creature thou art both.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I would I were, to be revenged on thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is a quarrel most unnatural,</LINE>
<LINE>To be revenged on him that loveth you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>It is a quarrel just and reasonable,</LINE>
<LINE>To be revenged on him that slew my husband.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He that bereft thee, lady, of thy husband,</LINE>
<LINE>Did it to help thee to a better husband.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>His better doth not breathe upon the earth.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>He lives that loves thee better than he could.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Name him.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Plantagenet.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Why, that was he.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The selfsame name, but one of better nature.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Where is he?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>She spitteth at him</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Why dost thou spit at me?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Never came poison from so sweet a place.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Never hung poison on a fouler toad.</LINE>
<LINE>Out of my sight! thou dost infect my eyes.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Would they were basilisks, to strike thee dead!</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I would they were, that I might die at once;</LINE>
<LINE>For now they kill me with a living death.</LINE>
<LINE>Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears,</LINE>
<LINE>Shamed their aspect with store of childish drops:</LINE>
<LINE>These eyes that never shed remorseful tear,</LINE>
<LINE>No, when my father York and Edward wept,</LINE>
<LINE>To hear the piteous moan that Rutland made</LINE>
<LINE>When black-faced Clifford shook his sword at him;</LINE>
<LINE>Nor when thy warlike father, like a child,</LINE>
<LINE>Told the sad story of my father's death,</LINE>
<LINE>And twenty times made pause to sob and weep,</LINE>
<LINE>That all the standers-by had wet their cheeks</LINE>
<LINE>Like trees bedash'd with rain: in that sad time</LINE>
<LINE>My manly eyes did scorn an humble tear;</LINE>
<LINE>And what these sorrows could not thence exhale,</LINE>
<LINE>Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping.</LINE>
<LINE>I never sued to friend nor enemy;</LINE>
<LINE>My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing word;</LINE>
<LINE>But now thy beauty is proposed my fee,</LINE>
<LINE>My proud heart sues, and prompts my tongue to speak.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>She looks scornfully at him</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Teach not thy lips such scorn, for they were made</LINE>
<LINE>For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.</LINE>
<LINE>If thy revengeful heart cannot forgive,</LINE>
<LINE>Lo, here I lend thee this sharp-pointed sword;</LINE>
<LINE>Which if thou please to hide in this true bosom.</LINE>
<LINE>And let the soul forth that adoreth thee,</LINE>
<LINE>I lay it naked to the deadly stroke,</LINE>
<LINE>And humbly beg the death upon my knee.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>He lays his breast open: she offers at it with his sword</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Nay, do not pause; for I did kill King Henry,</LINE>
<LINE>But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me.</LINE>
<LINE>Nay, now dispatch; 'twas I that stabb'd young Edward,</LINE>
<LINE>But 'twas thy heavenly face that set me on.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Here she lets fall the sword</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Take up the sword again, or take up me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death,</LINE>
<LINE>I will not be the executioner.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I have already.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Tush, that was in thy rage:</LINE>
<LINE>Speak it again, and, even with the word,</LINE>
<LINE>That hand, which, for thy love, did kill thy love,</LINE>
<LINE>Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love;</LINE>
<LINE>To both their deaths thou shalt be accessary.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I would I knew thy heart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis figured in my tongue.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I fear me both are false.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Then never man was true.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, well, put up your sword.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Say, then, my peace is made.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That shall you know hereafter.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But shall I live in hope?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>All men, I hope, live so.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Vouchsafe to wear this ring.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To take is not to give.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Look, how this ring encompasseth finger.</LINE>
<LINE>Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;</LINE>
<LINE>Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.</LINE>
<LINE>And if thy poor devoted suppliant may</LINE>
<LINE>But beg one favour at thy gracious hand,</LINE>
<LINE>Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What is it?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That it would please thee leave these sad designs</LINE>
<LINE>To him that hath more cause to be a mourner,</LINE>
<LINE>And presently repair to Crosby Place;</LINE>
<LINE>Where, after I have solemnly interr'd</LINE>
<LINE>At Chertsey monastery this noble king,</LINE>
<LINE>And wet his grave with my repentant tears,</LINE>
<LINE>I will with all expedient duty see you:</LINE>
<LINE>For divers unknown reasons. I beseech you,</LINE>
<LINE>Grant me this boon.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>With all my heart; and much it joys me too,</LINE>
<LINE>To see you are become so penitent.</LINE>
<LINE>Tressel and Berkeley, go along with me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Bid me farewell.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY ANNE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis more than you deserve;</LINE>
<LINE>But since you teach me how to flatter you,</LINE>
<LINE>Imagine I have said farewell already.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt LADY ANNE, TRESSEL, and BERKELEY</STAGEDIR>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Sirs, take up the corse.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GENTLEMEN</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Towards Chertsey, noble lord?</LINE>
</SPEECH>
<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GLOUCESTER</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, to White-Friars; there attend my coining.</LINE>
<STAGEDIR>Exeunt all but GLOUCESTER</STAGEDIR>
<LINE>Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?</LINE>
<LINE>Was ever woman in this humour won?</LINE>
<LINE>I'll have her; but I will not keep her long.</LINE>
<LINE>What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father,</LINE>