Kwg. EuenhcthatmakesherQueen,who(hould bceUe?
jg^Whatthou^

King I euenI,whatthinkeyouofitMaddamc?
Qth How canft thou wooe her?
Ktng Thatwouldllearaeofyou*
As one thjit are beft acquainted with her humor.
Qjij And wilt thou learn of me?
King Madam withal my ham
^M. Sendtoberbythcmanthatflewherbrotheo,
A paire ofbleeding harts thereon ingraue,
Edward and Yorke,then happelic (he wil wecpc,
Tliercfbre pre lent to her as iometimes M argaret
Did to thy father^ handkercher fteept in Rudandsbloud,
And bid her drie her wetpingcies there with.
If this inducement force ner not to loue,
Send her a ftorie of thy noble a6l$,
Tel hei thou madllawaie her Vnde Clarence^
HerVncle Riuers,yea, and for her fake
Madft quicke conueiance with her good Aunt Anne,
Kwg Come^come^you mockc me^thisis not thevvaie

K.a ' To



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The tngedy

To win your daughter.

i2«. There is no otlicr waic
VnleJlc thou couldft put on fbmc other fhapcs,
And notbcRichard that hath done all this.
King Infer fa ire Englands peace by this alliance-
Q^, Which flicfhallpurcha(e with rtilllafttng war.
King Saic that the king which may command intreats..
Q_Hf That at her hanck which the kings king forbids.
King Saie fhe flialbe a high and mightie Qucene,
Qu^, 7b waile the tide as her mother doth,
Ktng Saiel willoue her euetlafhnglie.
Qh, But how long fhall that title euerlaft.
King Sweetlicinforccvntoherfairclyues end,
Qhj But how long farely lli all her fwcetlifc laft ?
King So long asheauen and nature lengthcnsit
Q^ So long as hell and Richard likes ofit.
King Saic Iherfoucraign am herfubie6tIoue.
Qjt. But fhe yourfubiefSlloaths fuch ibueraintic.
Kirji Be eloquent in ray behalfe to her.
Quj An honeft tale fpcedsb eft being plainlie told.
King Thenin plainctermcstcUhermy louingtale.
Qm^, Plaine and not honeft is to harfh a flile,
Ktng Madame your reafbns are too (hallow & too quicke
Qji. O no my rcafons are to deepe and dead.
Too dcepe and dead poore infants in their graue^
Kmg Harpe not onetnatftringMadamthatis part.
Qh. Harpe on it ftill fhall I till hartfWngs brcakc.
King Now bymyGcorgCjmyGaiterandmy crown.
Qit. Prophand,dirhonerd,and thethird vfurped.
Ki»g Ifw'care by nothing.
Qu, By nothingjfbrthis is no oath,
•rhe George prophand hath loft his holic honor,
TheGarterblemiftitpawnd hisknightlie vertue.
The crown vfurpt di{grac*c his kingliedignitic.
If fomething thou wilt fweare to be beleeude,
S wcarc then by (bmething that thou halt not wrongd.
Ktng Now by the world.
Q^. Ti$ fill ofihyfoulc wrongs.

King My






fif Richard the third,

Kin£. My Fathers dwiih.

Qii^ Thy life hath that di(honord

XJwrf. Thcnbymyfelft.

Qtt_ Thy fclfe thy felfir mifufcft.

KiHi. WhiCjthenbyGod.

Qu^ Gods wrong is mo{V of all.
If thou hadftirard, tobreakc an oath by him.
The vniti? the king my brother made,
Had not bene broken, nor my brother flaine.
If thou hadft feard to breakc an oath by him,
ThecmperiaHmettafl circling now thy brow.
Had graft the tender temples ofmy childe.
And both the princes had bene breathing heerc.
Which noWj two tender plaie • fcllowesfor duft,
Thy broken faith.hath made a praie forwormcs,

King. By the time to come.

Qu. That thou haft wrongd in time orcpaft.
For 1 my felfe, haue manic teares to wafti.
Hereafter time, for time, by the paft wroned,
The children Hue, who(c parents thou haft Uaughterd,
Vngoucmd youth, to waile it in their age,
The parents iiue, whofe children thou haft butchcrd,
Oide withered plantes,to waile it with their age,
Swcarc not by time to come/or that thou haft,
Kfifuied^eare vfcd^by time rniiuicd orepaft.

King. Ai 1 intend to profpcr and repent.
So thriue I in my dangerous attempt*
Ofhoftile armes, mylfelfc,my felfe confound,
Daye ycel d me not thy hght^nor nighi thy re^
Be oppofite, all planets of good luckc,
To my proceedings, if with pure hcartes louc.
Immaculate dcuocion, holiethou^tes,
I tender not thy beauteous princelie daughter,
In her confiftes my happines and thinc^
Without her followes to this land and mc,
To thee her felfe, and manie a Chriftian foulc,
Saddcrolation^uine,and decaie,
It cannot be auoided but by this,

K. 3. It will



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The Tr age die

h will not be auoidcd but this;
Therefore good mother ( I muft call you (b,)
Be the atturney of my loue to her.
Plcadewhat 1 will be, not what I hauebenc.
Not by defertcs, but what I will defcrue,
Vtgethc ncccfiitie and ft ate of times,
And be not pieuifh^fond in great defigncs.
Quj^ Shall / be tempted ofthc diuell thus.
Kin^, I, ifthc diuell tempt thee to doe good.
Qm. Shall I forget my fclfc, to be ray Telfe.
Ktttg. Ijif your felfcs rcmembrance,wrong your felfe.
J^ But thou didft kill my children.
Kiftg* Butinyourdaughters wombej buried them^
Where in that nc/i of (jjicerie they (hall breed,
Selfesof themfelues, to your rccom fiturc.
Qu. Shall I gowinnemydaughtcrto thy will.
King. Andbeahappiemptherbythcdccdc>
Qu, I «)c, write to me verie fhortlie.
King^ Bearehermvtrueloueskifle,farewcIl, Exit,

Relenting fbolc, and uiallow changing woman. Enter Rat.

JUt. My gracious Soueraigne onthcweftcrne coaft»
Rideth a puiflant N auie. To the Qiore,
Throngmanie doubtBjll hollow hartedfriendes,
Vnarmd^nd ynrefblud to beate them backe:
Tbthought that Richmond is their admirall,
And there they hull» expe6Hng but the aide,
OfBuckingham,to welcome mem a (hore.

Kiw. Some light (botefnend^pofttotbeDukeoFNoiffl
RatdiSc thy (elfe, or Cateltie, where is hec?
Cat. HcremyLord,

YJng. Flie tothe Duke, poft thoutoSalisburiC)
When thou comft there, dull vnmindfoH villaine,
Whicftandft thou ftill ?and gocft not to the Duke.

Cst^ Firft mightie Soueraignc^let me know your mindcj
Whatjftom your grace, I (hall deliuer them.

Yiing. O, true good Catefbie, bid him leuie ftraig^^
The grcatcft ftrength and power he can make,
And mectc me prelenclie at Salisburie»



rf Richard the third.

JUit, What Is it your hiehncs plea(ure, T (hall do at SalisbiH

Ki»f . Whic> what wouldft thou doc there before I goc? (7,

Rut, Yourhighnes told me I ftiouldpoft before.

Km^, MymindischangdGr, mymindeischangd.
How now, what newes withy ou:*

Enter DarlHi*

Dor. None good my Lord,to plcafe ycu with the hearing,
Nor none fo bad, but it may well te told .

K/ȣ. Hoiday,a riddlc,ncithcrgood,norbadt
Why doeft thou tunne fo many mile about,
When thou mail^ tell thy talc anecrcr way.
Once more, what newcs?

Dmt. Richmond is on the Seas.

Kittg, There let him nnkc,and be the feason him,
White liucrd ninnagate,what docth he there^

jD^r. I know not migfitie Soueraigne,but by gueffe.

Ki»g. Well fir, as you eueflc, as you gueflc.

Dtir, Sturd vp by DorSt,Buckirigham,and EUc,
He makes for England jthere to claime the crownc.

KJ>y^. Is the chaire cmptic:' isthe fword vnfwaicd?
Is the King dead i the Empire vnpoflcl^
What hcire ot Yorke isthcre aliue but wcf
And who is Engl andsKing,but great Yorkcs hcitCy-'
Then tell mc, what doetb he vpon the fcaf

Dgr, Vnleffeforthatmy liege, 1 cannot guefle^

King Vnicflc forthat^he comes to be your liege.
You cannot gueffe, wherefore the WcMhman comes,
Thou wilt rcuolt,and flic to him /fearc.

Dor, No mightic licgc, therefore miftruft me not.

Kwg Where is thy power then f to bcate him backe>
Where arc thy tennants f and thv followers^
Arc they not now vpon the WcTteme flioref
Safo conducting, the rebelsfrom their fhips,

Dar, No my good Lord,my fricndcsarein the North.

Kwg. Cold tricnds to Richard, what doc they in the Northi?
When they ftiould feructheir Soueraig^ic in the Weft.

Dar. They hauc not bin commaunded,mightie foucraignc,
plcafe it your Maicftic to giuc mc leauc,

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Thi tragedie

lie muftervp my fncndcsand racetc your grace,
Whcre,and whattimc,your MaiefticflialJ plcafc.

King, IjT,thou wouldcttbegone,toioyne with Richmond,
/wUlnottruftyouSir.

-D^r. Moftmiehtic Sonera ignc,
You hauc no c auk to hold my fricndrhip doubtfully
I neuer vyas^nor ncuer will befalfe.

Ki»7, Well,go mufter men, but hearc youjeaue bchuide,
Your lonne George Stanlie, lookcyout faith be firme,
Or elfe, his heads aflurance is butfrailc.

Dor, So dealc with him, as /proue true to you.

Mcf, My gracious Soueraigne,now in Dcuonfhire,
As 1 by friendes am well aducrtifcd.
Sir William Courtney,and the haughtie Prelate,
Bifhop ofExcetcr, his brother there,
With manic mo confederates, arc in armes.
Enter tuict her Mt^enxp".

<JMif, My LiegCjin Kent the Guilfordes are in armcs,
And eucric hourc more competitors,
Flocke to their aide,and ftill their power incrcafeth.
Enter Mother LMe fencer.

Mef, My Lord,the armie ofthc Duke ofBuckingbam.

Hejirikithhim*

King, Outonyouowles,nothingbutfongsofFdcath.
Take that vntill thou bring me better newes.

Mef, Your grace miflakcs, the newes /bring is good.
My newes is that by fudden floudj and fall of water,
TneDukeoTBucldnghamsarmicisdifperft and fcatteicd.
And hehimrelfcfled,noman knowcs whether,

Kin^ Olcricjroumerciejdidmif^akc,
Ratcmte reward him, fbrtheblow I g^uehim.
Hath any well aduifcd friend giuen out,
Rcwardesfbrhim that brings in Buckingham.

Mef, Suchprocbmation hath bene made my liege.
Enter Mother Mefenger,

KMef SirTlicmasLoueUndLordMarquesDorfct,
Tisfaid my liegc,arc vp in armcs,

Yet



ef Richard the third.
Yet this good comfort bring T to your grace,
The Brittainc nauic is difperft, Richmond in Dorfhirc
Sent out a boaic to askc them on the (here,
If they were his a(Tjft ants yea, or no:
Who anfwcrcd him, they came from Buckingham,
Vpon his partie,he mifhufting them,
Hoift lalc,and made away forBrittainc.

King. March on.maich on^Cince vve are vp\n acmes,
/fnot to fight with forreinc enemies.
Yet to beatc downe, thefc rebeb here at home.
Enter Catejhie.

Cat. My liegCjthe DukeotBuckingbam is taken,
Th ats the beft ncwes, that the £arlc ofRichmond,
Is with a mightie power lauded at Milford,
Is colder tidings, yet they mui^ be told.

King. Away towardes Salisburic, while wc reaCbnher^
A roy^ll battell might be wonnc and loft.
Some one ta ke order, Buckingham be brou^,
To Salisburie,the reft march on with me. Sxetmt,

J Entu QyArbie^ Sir Chrifiopber,

A^ 'Dor. 5irChriftaphcr,teURichmondthisfix)mmc,
^ That in the (He of this moft bloudie bore,

My ibnne George Stanlie is francktyp in hold.
If I reuolt,ofFgoe& young Georgeshcad,
Thcfeare ofthat,with holdes my prcfcnt aide.
But tell me,where is princelie Richmond now?

Chriff. A{:Pembroke,oratHarfbrd-wcftinWale8.

Dar, Whatmenofnamerefbrttohim.

S.Cbriit. Sir Walter Hcrbert,a renowned fbuldter,
SirGilbcrt Talbot,Sir William Stanlie,
Oxferd,redoubted Pcmbroke,Sir lames Blunt,
Rice vp Thomas, with a valiant crew.
With many raoe of noble Buneand worth,
And towardes London thev doe bend their cour(e,
Ifby tlic way, they be not fought withall.

I) AT. Retoume vntotlw Lcnd,commcnd me to him,
Tell him, the Queenc hatn haitdie confented,
He Giall dpoufe Elizabeth her daug^,

L. Thcfe



The Trage^

Thcic Icttecs will relbiue him of ray minde.

Farcwel!. Sxemt,

Sj/ E«ttfr ouckinvha -^ to execution.

^" 'Buck, Will not king Richard let mc fpeakc with him.
'^ Rm^ Nomy Lord, theretorebc patient.

Buck^, Ha(hngs,and Edwards childrcn.RiuerSjGray,
Holie king HenriCjand thy taitc fonne Edward,
Vaughaii,and all that hauc mifcarricd,
By ynderhand cornJptcd,foule iniuftice,
}f that your moodic difcontcntcd Ionics,
Doc through tiie doudcs, behold thisprcicnt houre,
E ucn for rcucnge^ mocke my dcftru<Stion .
This is AlToulcs day fcilowes,isitnot.> J;

Ktti. ItismyLord.

Buck^ Whic then AKbules day^ my bodies domefday;
This is the day jdriat in king Edwards time,
I wil'ht might rail on mCjWhen I was found,
Falfeto hischildren,or his wiues alUes;
This is the day,wherein I wiiht to fall,
By the lalfc faithjofhim I truftcd moft:
Tliis, this Alfbules d ay, to my fcarcfull Ibule,
Is the dctcmiind refpit ofmy wrongs;
That high al-fcer, that I dallied with,
Hath tunid my tained prayer on ray head.
And giucn in earneft what /begd inieft.
Thus doeth he force the (wordes ofwickcd men.
To turne their owne pointes, on their Maimers bolbmc:
Now Margarets curfe, isfallen vpon my head.
When he quorh fhe,fhall fplit thy hart with forrow.
Remember, Margaret was aProphetcffe,
Come firs,conuey mcto theblocke ofrhamc.
Wrong hath but wrong,and blame thedew ofblame,
n, En^tr Richmondmth drums tpfd trumpets.

Rich . Fcllowcs in armcs, and my moft louing fiiendcs,
Bruifd vndcrncath the yoakcof tycannie,
Thusfarre into the bowels of the land,
Hauc we marcht on without impediment,
And hercrccciuc we, from our Father Stanlie,

Lines



efRic hard the third.
Lines offaiie comtbrt,anclincouragement,
TTie wretchcd,bloudic,and vfurping bore.
That fpoild your (bmcr-ficldcs^nd fruitful! vines,
.Swils your warrae bloud like wafti ,and makeshis trougti^
/nyour inboweld bofomcs,thisfbuic fwinc,
Lies now cuen in the centcrof this lie,
Nearc to the townc of Leyceftcr as wc Icame;
FromTamworth thcther,isbut one day cs march,
In Gods name checrelie on, couragiousfiicndcs,
Torcapc thcharucftofperpctuallpeace,
By this one bioudic trial! ofiharpc warrc.

1 Lo. Euericmansconfcienceisathoufandrwordes,
To fight againft that bloudie homicide.

2 Lo, 1 doubt not but hisfricndes will flie toys,

S Lo, Hehathnofriendcs,butwhoarcfncndesfbrfcarc,
Which in his grcatcft necdc will fhrinkc from him.

Rich. All for our vantage, then in Gods nam? march,
True hope is fwift, and flics with Swallowes wings,
Kings it make Gods,and meaner creatures Idngs. Exit.

^ ^ Caie^ic^ith others.

y YJng. Here pitch our tentes, euen here in Bofworth field,
Whic, how now Catesbie, whie lookft thou fo bad.

C>rr, My hart is ten times lighter then my lookes,

J^/*/. NorfFoIke,comehethcr.
NorffoIke,we muft haue knockes,ha,muft wc not^

Nurjf. We muftbothgiue,andtakc,my gracious Lord.

Ktng. Vp with my tent therc,here will I lie to night.
But whereto morrow, well,all is one for that;
Who hath difcried the number of the foe.

Norjf. Sixc or feuen thouland is their greatcft number.
King. Whie our battalion trebles that account,
Bcfides,thc Kings name is a tower of£\rength^
Which they ypon the aduerfe partie want,
Vp with my tent therc,valianc gentlemen.
Let vsfumey the vantage of the field.
Call for fomc men of found dite^ion.
Lets want no difcipline,makc no dclaic,

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The TrAgedy

For Lordes, to morrow is a bufie day. Sxeunf,

Enter Richm§ndwith the LordeSy&c.

Rich. The wearie fonnc hath made a golden fete.
And by the bright tracke ofhis fierie Carre,
Giucs fignall or a goodiic day to morrow,
Where is Sic William Brandon, he fhall bearc my ftandcrd,
The Earle ofPcmbroke keepe his regiment.
Good captainc Blunt,bearc my good nightto him,
And by the (econd hourc in the morning,
Defirc the Earle to (ec me in my tent.
Yet one thing morc,good Blunt before thou gocft;
Where is Lord Stanlie quarterd,doeft thou know,

Blufft. Vnleflc I haue miftanc his coulcrs much.
Which well /am a(Tur*d,/hauc not done,
Hisregimentjiieshalfeamile at Icaft,
South from the mightic power of the king.

Ric6. /fwithout perrill it be poflTiblc,
Good captainc Blunt bearc my good night to him,
And glue him from me,thi8 molr ncedcrull (crowlc.

Blunt. Vpon my life mv Lord,llc vndcttakc it.

Rich. Farewell good Blum.
Giuc me feme inke, and paper,in my tent,
lie drawc the fbmie^nd modle of our battel,
Limit each leader to his feuerall chaice,
And part in iuft proportion our fmalU^rgth,
Comc,let v.«5 confiilt vpon to morrowes bunnes.
In tp our tent, the aire is rawc and cold.

Enter king Rich^dyNorf. Ratcliffe
CateP>e,^c.

Kftg. Whatisaclockc.

Cat. It is fixe ofclocke, full Tuppcr dme,

Kiȣ. I will not fup to night, giuc mc ibmc inkc and paper,
What ? is my beuer eafier then it was?,
And all my armour laid intomy tent^

Crt, It is my Liegc,and all thinges are in readincs.

King. Good Norffolkc,hic thee to thy charge,
Vfecs«full watch ,chufc trufticccntincU,

Nerff", /goemyLord.

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of Richard the third.

King. Stur with the Larketo morrow gentle Norf&lkc.

2^r. IwarrantyoumyLord.

^v^. Catcsby.

Ra$. My lord.

King. Send out a Purfiuant atarmcs
To ':tmleri regimcnt,bid him bring hisjpowcr
Before iunrifingjleaft his(bnnc George fall
Into the blind caue of eternal night
Fill me a bo wie ot wine^giue me a watch,
Saddle white Surrey for the field to morrow,
Lodce that my Oaues be found and not too heauy Kadifie.

K t. My lord.

King. Saw(^ thou the melancholic Lo Northumberiandf

Rat, Thomas the Earle of Surrey and himfelft.
Much about cocldhut timc,from troupe to troupe
Went througji the army cheering vp tnefoldiocs.

King. So lam fatisficd.giue me a boulcofwine,
I haue not that alacrity of ipirit
Nor chcerc ofmind that I was wont to hauc:
Set it down. Is inke and paper readyf

Rat, It is my lord.

King Bid my guard watchjleauc me.
Ratliflfe about the mid of night come to my tent
And helpe to armc me; Icauc me I fay. Sxit,Ratliffis

Ertter 'Darby to Rickmondin hh tent,

Darfy. Fortune and vicftoricfct on thy helmc.
Kich , All comfort diat the darke night can afford.
Be to thy perfbn noble father in law,
Tel me nowfarcs our louing mother?

D4r. I by attumcy bleflc dice fiom thy mother.
Who praics continuallie for Richmondsgood,
So much for that the (ilent houres fieale on,
And flakiedarkenefle breakes within the cift.
In briefe.for Co the feafbn bidsvs be;
Prepare thy battell earclic in the morning,
And put thy fortune to the aibiirement,
Ofbloudie (hokes and mortal ftaiing war,
I as I may^thac which I would/cannoc,

La With




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The Tr age flu

With, bcft aduancage will dccciue the time,
And aide thcc in this doubful fhocke of armcSj
Butonthyfidel may not be too forward,
Leafl being fcene thy brother tender George
Be executed in his fathers fight.
Farcwei,the leafure and thcfearefoll time,
CutsofFthe ceicmonious vowes oflouc,
And ampleenccrchangeoffweet difcouife,
Which fo long fundricd friends fliould dwclvpon,
God giuc vs leiCurc for thefe rights oflouc.
Once morcadieWjbe valiant and fpeed well.

Rich, Good lordscondu6l him to his regiment:
lie (hiue with troubled thoughts to take a nap,
Leaft leaden flumbcr peife medowne to morrow,
When / fhould mount with wings ofvi^lorie.
Once more good night kind Lords and gentlemen, Sxiir.t,
O thou who fc Captaine I account my f eltc,
Lookeonmy forces with a gracious cie:
Put in their hands thy brufing Irons of wrath,
Thatthey may cru{h downewitha heauicfall.
The vfurping helmets of our aduerfaiies,
Make vs thy miniflersofcha ftifemcnr,
That we may praifc thcc in the vidlorie,
To thee I do commend my watchfu II (oulc,
Eare /let fal the windowes ofmine cies.
Sleeping and waking,oh defend me ftill !

Enter the ghofl ofyom^ VrmceEdwarsi^ fame
\ Marry theJixtjtoRu

i Ghofl to Sf. Lctme fit heauic o nthy foule to morrow.
Thinke how thou ftabftmc in my prime ofyouth.
At T'eukesburiejdi{paire therefore and die»
To'J^kht'Bz cheerful Richmond for the wronged fbules
Of Butchered princes fightin thy bchaKe,
KingHcnries iffueRichmond coaiforts thee.

Effter theghoB of Henry ihejtxt,
• (jhoflto /?^ When /was mortallmyannointcdbody.
By thee was punched flill of dcadlic holes,
Thinke on the tower and me difpaircand die,

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cf Richard the third.
Harrie the fixt bids thcc diipaircand die.

To Rich. Vcrcuous and liolic bcthoa conqueror,.
Harrie that prophificd thou (bouldft be king,
Doth comfort thcc inthy (Iccpc liuc and florifli.
Effter the Cjonfl of Clarence.
Ghoft. Lctmc fethcauic in thy foulc to morrow,
Ithat was waflitto death vvithfulfomc wine,
Poorc Clarence by thy guile betraid to death:
T'o moiTOw in the battaile thinkc on me,
And fall thy edgcles fword^difpaire and die.
^T&lJRich. Thou ofspring ofthehoule ofLanceftcr,
The wrongedheire&of Yockc do pray for thee,
Good angels guard thy battaile liue and floriQi.

Enter thi ghoft s ofRiHers^Cjra^^aughan.
K-in^ Let me fit hcauic in thy foule to morrow,
Riuers that died atPomfretjdifpaircaod die,
Qraj. Thinke vpon Graic^and let thy foule dilpaire.
Vauih. Thinke vpon Vaughan,and with guiltie fcarc.
Let fall thy launccdilpaire and die.

A]lto Ri. Awake and thinke our wrongs in Richards bofomc,
Wei conquer him,awakeand win the daie.

Enter the^bofts of the trvoyong Trinces,
Ghofl- to Ri, Dreanie on thy Coofenslmothered in the tower,
Let vs be lead within thy bofome Richard,
And weigh thee down to ruinc,fnamc,and dcadi,
TiiyNephewcsfoules bid thee difpaireand die.
To Rich. Slecpc Richmond flcepe,in peace and wake inioy.
Good angels guard thee from the bores annoy,
Liue and beget a happic race of kings,
Edwards vnhappiefonnes do bid chec florifh*
Enter the ghojf ofHajiings,
Ch»Ji Bloudie and guiltie, guiltilic awake,
And in a bloudie battaile end thy daics,
Thinke on lordHaftings, difpaire and die.

To Rich, Quiet vntroubled foule,awakc,awake,
Armc,fight and conqucrfor faire Engiandslake.

EfitertheghoJiofLidji J4mehiswtfc^
Richard thy wife^that wretched Anne thy wife,

L4 . That



The tr^gcdie

7 hat neuci flcpt a quiet houre with thcc,
Now fils thy fleepc with preturbations,
To morrow in the battailethiakc onmc.
And fidlthy cdgclcs {word dcfpaite and die.

To Rich. Thou quictfoulc, fleepc tliou a quiet flccpc,
Drcame ofluccefleand happic vi^loric,
Thy aduerfaries wife doth praie for thcc.

Enter the Cj9ajl ofBf4cl^nghdm.
'the fiift was I that hclpt thcc tathc crown,
The laft was 1 that felt my ty rrannic,
O in the batuilc thinkc on Buckin^am,
And die in terror of thy giltineflc,
Drcaroc on .drcame on,ofbIoudie deeds and deach^
Fainting,dcfpairc,dcfparingyecld thy breath,

To T^eh. I died for hope crcl could laid thcc aid.
But chearc thyheart,and be thou not difinaid,
God a^nd good angcU fight on Richmons fide,

And Richard fals in height of all his pndc

R/cbardJrarteth t/p oia of a dre^i n e,
Kmg Ri. Giuc me anothcrhorfc,bindvp my wounds,

Hauc mercie Icfij; foft,! didbutdrcamc,

O Coward confcience,hov\ doft thou afflid mc?

The lights bume biewjitis now dead midnight,

Cold teatcflilJ dtopsftand on my trcmblingflcrh.

What do Ifcarehny fcMeftherea none elfc by,

Richard louesRichard,thatis I and I,

Is there a murthcrcr here? no. Ycsl am,

7hcn flic,what from my (clfc.' great rcaibn whic.'

Leaft/rcucngp. Whatmyftlfevpon my fclic?

Alackc /loucmyfclfcjwhereforepforanic good

That Imy fclfc haue done vnto my (clfe;

no,alas I rather hate royfclfe.

For hateful! ileedcs conunitted by my fclfc,

1 am a viUainc,yct / lie /am not,

Foolc ofthy fclfc{pcake wcll,foolc do notflattcr.
My confciencchath a thouiand fcucrall tongues.
And cucric tongue brings in a icueral talc.
And cucric talc condemns mc for a villainc,

periurie



cf Richard the third
PcriuriCjpcriurie, in tlic higlicft degree,
Muithcr,ftemc murthcr in the dyreft degree.
All fcuerall finnes,all vfdc in each degree.
Throne to the barrCjCryingall guiltiCjguiltie.
I fhall difpaire, there is no creature loucs me.
And if I die,no ibule will pitic mc;
And wherefore fhould they,{inccthatlmy feKe,
Finde in my fclfe,no pitic to my fcife.
Mc thought the foules of all that I had murthetd,
Came to my tent, and cuery one did threat.
To morrows vengeance on the head of Richard.

SHtgrRa'clife,

Rat. My Lord.

Ktng* Zoundcs, who is thcrcf

Rat. Ratclifft^my Lord,tisI,thc carlic village cockc.
Hath twifc done falutation to the momc.
Your friend es arc vp, and buckle on their armor.

King. O RatcUffc,! hauedreamd a fcarefull dreame^
What thinkft thou^will our fticndcs proucall true?

R^t, No doubt my Lord

K/»g-. O Ratclific, I fearc, I tcarc.

Rat, Nay good my Lord,be not afraid ofThadowcs.

King By the Apoftlc Paul, (hadowcsto night,
Haue firoke more terror to the foulc ofRichar^
Then can the fubftancc often thoufand fouldicrs.
Armed in proofc,and led by (hallow Richmond.
Tis not yet ncerc day ,com^ go with mc,
Vhdcr our tents He plaie the cafe dropper,
To fee if any mcane to (hrinke from me. Sxeunt,

Enter the LorcUs to "Bjchmond,

Lo, Good morrow Richmond,

'R^h, CricmcrcieLordeSjandwatchfull gentlemen.
That you haue tane a tardie (luggard here.
Lo. HowhaucyoufleptmyLord?
Rich. The fweetef^ flcepe,and ^ircftboding drcamcs,
That eucc entred in a drowfichead,
Haue I (ince your depaturc had my Lordc^



The Tragedy

Mcthoughtthcirfbulcsjwhofc bodies Richard murthcrd,
Camccomytcnt,and cried on vi6loric,
/ promifc you, my foulc is verie /ocund,
/n the remembrance olTo taire a drcamc.
How farre intothemomineisit Lotdcs?

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