With trembling wings misdoubteth every bush : Have now the fatal object in my eye, Where my poor young was limed, was caught, and kill'd. And yet, for all his wings, the fool was drown'd. Why, then thou art an executioner. Glo. Thy son I kill'd for his presumption. K. Hen. Hadst thou been kill'd, when first thou didst presume, Thou hadst not lived to kill a son of mine. And thus I prophesy,-that many a thousand, And many an old man's sigh, and many a widow's, Dogs howl'd, and hideous tempests shook down trees; And yet brought forth less than a mother's hope; Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree. Teeth hadst thou in thy head, when thou wast born, Thou cam'st. Glo. I'll hear no more; Die, prophet, in thy speech; For this, amongst the rest, was I ordain'd. [Stabs him. K. Hen. Ay, and for much more slaughter after this. O God! forgive my sins, and pardon thee! Glo. What, will the aspiring blood of Lancaster [Dies. + Squatted down. O, may such purple tears be always shed Down, down to hell; and say-I sent thee thither. [Stabs him again. 1, that have neither pity, love, nor fear.- And this word-love, which greybeards call divine, And not in me; I am myself alone. Clarence, beware; thou keep'st me from the light; SCENE VII.-The same. A Room in the Palace. [Exit. KING EDWARD is discovered sitting on his Throne; QUEEN ELIZABETH with the infant Prince, CLARENCE, GLOSTER, HASTINGS, and others, near him. K. Edw. Once more we sit in England's royal throne. Re-purchased with the blood of enemies. What valiant foe-men, like to autumn's corn, Have we mow'd down, in tops 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'er spurr'd their coursers at the trumpet's sound: With them, the two brave bears, Warwick and Montague, That in their chains fetter'd the kingly lion, And made the forest tremble when they roar'd. Thus have we swept suspicion from our seat, * Select. And made our footstool of security. - Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy :- Glo. I'll blast his harvest, if your head were laid; This shoulder was ordain'd so thick, to heave; K. Edw. Clarence, and Gloster, love my lovely queen; And kiss your princely nephew, brothers both. I seal upon the lips of this sweet babe. [Aside. K. Edw. Thanks, noble Clarence; worthy brother, thanks. Glo. And, that I love the tree from whence thou sprang'st, Witness the loving kiss I give the fruit : To say the truth, so Judas kiss'd his master; And cried-all hail! when as he meant all harm.} Aside. 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 Margaret? 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. Sound, drums and trumpets!-farewell sour annoy! *I. e. his head. + Remains. † I. e. his hand. [Exeunt. 25 THE LIFE AND DEATH KING OF RICHARD III. PERSONS REPRESENTED. KING EDWARD THE FOURTH. SIR RICHARD RATCLIFF. EDWARD, Prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V. RICHARD, Duke of York, Sons to the King. Brothers to the King. GEORGE, Duke of JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely. DUKE OF NORFOLK: EARL OF EARL RIVERS, Brother to King MARQUIS OF DORSET, and LORD LORD STANLEY. LORD LOVEL. SIR THOMAS VAUGHAN. SIR WILLIAM CATESBY. SIR JAMES BLOUNT. SIR WALTER HERBERT. LORD MAYOR OF LONDON. ELIZABETH, Queen of King Edward IV. MARGARET, Queen of King Henry VI. DUCHESS OF YORK, Mother to King Edward IV., Clarence, and Gloster. LADY ANNE, Widow of Edward Prince of Wales, Son to King Henry VI.; afterwards married to the Duke of Gloster. A young DAUGHTER of Clarence. LORDS, and other ATTENDANTS ; two GENTLEMEN, a PURSUIVANT, SCRIVENER, CITIZENS, MURDERERS, MESSENGERS, GHOSTS, SOLDIERS, &c. SCENE.-England. АСТ І. SCENE I-London. A Street. Enter GLOSTER. Glo. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun* of York; And all the clouds, that lowr'd upon our house, * The cognizance of Edward IV. In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with victorious wreaths; But I,-that am not shaped for sportive tricks, I that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty, Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. Dive, thoughts, down to my soul! here Clarence comes. Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKENBURY. Brother, good day: What means this armed guard, 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; He should, for that, commit your godfathers: O, belike, his majesty hath some intent, • Dances. Producing things dissimilar. + Beauty. Preparations for mischief. |