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Scene V.


Mess. Prepare you, lords, for Edward is at band,

Ready to fight; therefore be resolute.

Orf. I thought no less: it is his policy, To haste thus fast, to find us unprovided.

Som. But he's deceiv'd, we are in readiness. Q. Mar. This cheers my heart, to see your forwardness.

Orf. Here pitch our battle, hence we will not budge.


March. Enter at a distance, King EDWARD,

K. Edw. Brave followers, yonder stands the
thorny wood,

Which, by the heavens' assistance, and your strength,


And ne'er have stol'n the breech from Lan-

Prince. Let Esop fable in a winter's night;
His currish riddles sort not with this place.
Glo. By heaven, brat, I'll plague you for
that word.

Must by the roots be hewn up yet ere night.
I need not add more fuel to your fire,
For well I wot, ye blaze to burn them out:
Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords.

Q. Mar. Lords, knights, and gentlemen,
what I should say,

My tears gainsay; for every word I speak,
Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes.
Therefore, no more but this :-Henry, your

Is prisoner to the foe; his state usurp'd,
His realm a slaughter house, his subjects slain,
His statutes cancell'd, and his treasure spent ;
And yonder is the wolf that makes this spoil.
You fight in justice: then, in God's name,
Be valiant, and give signal to the fight.
[Exeunt both Armies.

SCENE V.-Another part of the same. Alarums: Excursions: and afterwards a Retreat. Then Enter King EDWARD, CLARENCE, GLOSTER, and Forces: with Queen MARGARET, OXFORD, and SOMERSET, Pri


Q. Mar. Ay, thou wast born to be a plague
to men.

Glo. For God's sake, take away this captive
Prince. Nay, take away this scolding crook.
back rather.

K. Edw. Peace, wilful boy, or I will charm +
your tongue.

Lascivious Edward, and thou perjur’d George,—
And thou misshapen Dick, I tell you all,
I am your better, traitors as ye are ;-
And thou usurp'st my father's right and mine.
K. Edw. Take that, the likeness of this railer
[Stabs him.
Glo. Sprawl'st thou? take that, to end thy
[GLO. stabs him.
Clar. And there's for twitting me with per-

CLAR. stabs him.

K. Ed. Lo, here a period of tumultuous broils.

Away with Oxford to Hammes' castle straight:
For Somerset, off with his guilty head.
Go, bear them hence; I will not hear them

Clar. Untutor'd lad, thou art too malapert.
Prince. I know my duty, you are all undu.

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Oxf. For my part, I will not trouble thee with words.

Sem. Nor 1, but stoop with patience to


Q. Mar. O kill me too!
Glo. Marry, and shall.
K. Edw. Hold, Richard,
done too much.
Glo. Why should she live to fill the world
with words?t


I'll hence to London on a serious matter:
Ere ye come there, be sure to hear some news.
Clar. What? what?

K. Edw. What! doth she swoon? use means for her recovery.

Glo. Clarence, excuse me to the king my brother;

Enter Soldiers with Prince EDWARD.
K. Edw. Bring forth the gallant, let us hear
him speak:

That! can so young a thorn begin to prick?
Edward, what satisfaction canst thou make,
For bearing arms, for stirring up my subjects,
And all the trouble thou hast turn'd me to?

Prince. Speak like a subject, proud ambi-
tious York!

Suppose, that I am now my father's mouth;
Resign thy chair, and, where I stand, kneel
Whilst I propose the self-same words to thee,
Which, traitor, thou wouldst have me answer

[Offers to kill her. hold, for we have

Glo. The Tower, the Tower!

Q. Mar. O Ned, sweet Ned! speak to thy
mother, boy!
traitors! mur-
Canst thou not speak ?-0
derers !-
They that stabb'd Cæsar shed no blood at all,
If this foul deed were by, to equal it.
Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame,
And men ne'er spend their fury on a child. [it ?
He was a man; this, in respect, a child;
No, no, my heart will burst, an if I speak :-
What's worse than murderer, that I may name
Butchers and villains, bloody cannibals!
And I will speak, that so my heart may burst.
How sweet a plant have you untimely cropp'd!
The thought of them would have stirr'd up re-
You have no children, butchers! if you had,

[Exeunt OXFORD and SOMERSET, guarded. Q. Mar. So part we sadly in this troublous world, To meet with joy in sweet Jerusalem.

morse :

Look in his youth to have him so cut off, A. Edw. Is proclamation made, that, who But, if you ever chance to have a child, firls Edward, As, deathsmen! you have rid this sweet young prince! Shall have a high reward, and he is life?

Gle. It is; and, lo, where youthful Edward



Q. Mar. Ah! that thy father had been so re-
G. That you might still have worn the

4 Unsay, deny.

K. Edw. Away with her; go, bear her hence perforce.

Q. Mar. Nay, never bear me hence, despatch [death: me here; sheath thy sword, I'll pardon thee my death: What! wilt thou not ?-then, Clarence, do it thou.


Clar. By heaven, I will not do thee so much


A castle in Picardy.

Q. Mar. Good Clarence, do; sweet Clarence,
do thou do it.
Clar. Didst thou not hear me swear I would
not do it.

K. Mar. Ay, but thou usest to forswear thyWhat! wilt thou not? where is that devil's 'Twas sin before, but now 'tis charity. [self; butcher,

• The Prince calls Richard, for his crookedness, Esop. f.. I will compel you to be as silent as if you were deprived of speech by enchantinent.

: Dispate; contention.

She alludes to the desertion of Clarence.

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King HENRY is discovered sitting with a
Book in his Hand, the Lieutenant attending.

The raven rook'd her on the chimney's top,
And chattering pies in dismal discords sung.
Thy mother felt more than a mother's pain,
And yet brought forth less than a mother's

To wit, an indigest deformed lump,
Not like the fruit of such a goodly tree.
Teeth hadst thou in thy head, when thou wast

To signify, thou cam'st to bite the world:
And, if the rest be true which I have heard,

Thou cam'st

Glo. I'll hear no more ;-Die, prophet, in thy speech; (Stabs him. For this, amongst the rest, was I ordain'd. K. Hen. Ay, and for much more slaughter after this.

O God! forgive my sins, and pardon thee!

[Dies. Glo. What, will the aspiring blood of Lan


Sink in the ground? I thought it would have mounted.

See, how my sword weeps for the poor king's death!

Glo. Good day, my lord! What, at your book so hard?

K. Hen. Ay, my good lord: My lord, I should
say rather-

'Tis sin to flatter, good was little better:
Good Gloster and good devil were alike,
And both preposterous; therefore, not good


Glo. Sirrah, leave us to ourselves: we must
[Exit Lieutenant.
K. Hen. 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 kuife.-
What scene of death hath Roscius now to act?
Glo. Suspicion always haunts the guilty
The thief doth fear each bush an officer.
K. Hen. The bird that hath been limed in a

With trembling wings misdoubteth + every bush :
And 1, the hapless male to one sweet bird,
Have now the fatal object in my eye,
Where my poor young was lim'd, was caught,
and kill'd.


Glo. Why, what a peevisht fool was that of
That taught his son the office of a fow!?

Let hell make crook'd my mind to answer it.
I have no brother, I am like no brother:
And this word-love, which greybeards call
Be resident in men like one another,

And yet, for all his wings, the fool was And not in me: I am myself alone.


Clarence beware; thou keep'st me from the

But I will sort + a pitchy day for thee:
For I will buz abroad such prophecies,
That Edward shall be fearful of his life;
And then, to purge his fear, I'll be thy draik.
King Henry, and the prince his son, are gone :
Clarence, thy turn is next, and then the rest;
Counting myself but bad, till 1 be best.-
I'll throw thy body in another room,
And triumph Henry, in thy day of doom.
SCENE VII-The same.-A Room in the

K. Hen. 1, Dædalus; my poor boy, Icarus
Thy father, Minos, that denied our course;
The sun that sear'd the wings of my sweet boy,
Thy brother Edward; and thyself, the sea,
Whose envious gulf did swallow up his life.
Ah! kill me with thy weapon, not with words!
My 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. Hen. A persecutor, I am sure thou art;
If murdering innocents be executing,
Why, then thou art an executioner.

Glo. Thy son I kill'd for his presumption.
K. Hen. Had'st 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's sigh, and many a wi-

And many an orphan's water-standing eye;
Men for their sons, wives for their husbands'
And orphans for their parents' timeless death;

O may such purple tears be always shed
From those that wish the downtal of our

If any spark of life be yet remaining,
Down, down to hell; and say I sent thee thi
[Stabs him again.
I, that have neither pity, love, nor fear.-
Indeed, 'tis true, that Henry told me of;
For I have often beard 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 cried
O Jesus bless us, he is born with teeth!
And so I was; which plainly signified
That I should suarl, and bite, and play the

Then since the heavens have shap'd my body

King EDWARD is discovered sitting on his
Throne; Queen ELIZABETH with the infant
and others, near him.

K. Edw. Once more we sit in England's royal
Re-purchas'd with the blood of enemies.
What valiant foe-men, like to autumn's corn,
Have we mow'd down, in tops of all their
Three dukes of Somerset, threefold renown'd

• Careless. + To misdoubt is to suspect danger, to fear. 1 Childish. No part of what my fears presage. | thing.

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Scene VI.

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

With them the two brave bears, Warwick and


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


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,
And made our footstool of security.-
Come hither, Bess, and let me kiss my boy:
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

For yet I am not look'd on in the world.
This shoulder was ordain'd so thick, to heave;
And heave it shall some weight or break my

Work thou the way,-and thou shalt execute.

And cried-all bail! when as he meant
-all harm.

K. Edw. Now am I seated as my soul de-

Having my country's


and brothers'

loves. Clar. What will your grace have done with Margaret?


K. Edu. 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.


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


With stately triumphs, mirthful comic shows,
Such as befit the pleasures of the court?—
Sound, drums and trumpets !-farewell, sour
annoy !

For here, I hope, begins our lasting joy.

• Public shows.


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IN this very popular tragedy, there is another specimen of historical jumble, and poetical license. The serund seene commences with the funeral of Henry VI. who is said to have been murdered in May, 1471, whilst the imprisonment of Clarence, which did not take place till 1478, is represented in the first. Thus the real length of time comprised in this drama, (dating from the former event) is fourteen years; as it concludes with the death of Richard, at Bosworth Field, in August, 1485. With respect to Richard's character, though gretig blackened by Lancasterian historians, he was certainly one of the most odious tyrants that ever obtained possession of a throne. Yet it appears from some accounts still preserved in the Exchequer, that King Henry lived twenty-two days after the time assigned for his pretended assassination; that his body lay in state at St. Paul's, and that it was afterwards interred at Chertsey, with much solemnity. Shakspeare has made the usurper deformed in figure, as well as in mind; though popular detestation had probably aggravated the tra ditionary story of his bodily defects. In this drama, the events appear admirably connected with, and consequential to, each other: the characters and incidents are natural; the sentiment and language free from bombast. But Malone and Dr. Johnson consider it as popular beyond its merits; with "some parts trifling, others shocking, and some improbable:" whilst Stevens maintains, that above all others the tragedy of Richard must command approbation, as it is indefinitely variegated, and comprehends every species of character" the hero, the lover, the statesman, the buffoon, the hypocrite, and the hardened or repentant sinner." Its present success in representation, is, however, chiefly attributable to the admirable alterations of Colly Cibber, which evince a very extensive and settled knowledge of stage effect, and by which reformations the more valuable parts of the piece, could alone have attained their present effect and consequence. Shakepeare probably formed the play in 1591; though he is not supposed to have been indebted to any of the nume rous existing compositions on the same subject.




EDWARD, Prince of Wales, after-Sons to the SIR WILLIAM CATESBY.-SIR JAMES TYREL

wards King Edward V.
RICHARD, Duke of York.
GEORGE, Duke of Clarence,
RICHARD, Duke of Gloster, af-
terwards King Richard III.
A young Son of Clarence.
HENRY, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King
Henry VII.

Brothers to
the King.

SIR ROBERT BRAKENBURY, Lieutenant of the

CARDINAL BOUCHIER, Archbishop of Canterbury.

THOMAS ROTHERAM, Archbishop of York.
JOHN MORTON, Bishop of Ely.


EARL RIVERS, Brother to King Edward's

ACT 1.

SCENE 1.-London.-A Street.


Glo. Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this sun of York;


ELIZABETH, Queen of King Edward IV.
MARGARET, Queen of King Henry VI.
DUCHESS OF YORK, Mother to King E-
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.

SCENE, England.

Lords and other Attendants; two Gentlemen,

a Pursuivant, Scrivener, Citizens, Murderers, Messengers, Ghosts, Soldiers, &c.

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Scene 1.

Our dreadful marches to delightful measures.
Grim visag'd war hath smooth'd his wrinkled

And now,-instead of mounting barbed + steeds,
To fright the souls of fearful adversaries,-
He capers nimbly in a lady's chamber,
To the lascivious pleasing of a lute.

But I, that am not shap'd for sportive tricks,
Nor inade to court an amorous looking-glass;
I that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's ma-

To strut before a wanton ambling nymph;
1, 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 unfashionable,
That dogs bark at ine, 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 murderers shall be.
Dive, thoughts, down to my soul! here Clarence


That trudge betwixt the king and mistress

Heard yon not, what an humble suppliant
Lord Hastings was to her for his delivery!

Glo. Humbly complaining to her deity
Got my lord chamberlain his liberty.
I'll tell 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 gentlewo.



Glo. Naught to do with mistress Shore? I tell
thee, fellow,

He that doth naught with her, excepting one,
Were best to do it secretly, alone.

Brak. What one, my lord?

Glo. Her husband, kuave :-Would'st thou betray me?

Enter CLARENCE, guarded, and BRAKEN


Brak. I beseech your grace to pardon me and, withal,


Brother, good day: What means this armed Forbear your conference with the noble duke.
Clar. We know thy charge, Brakenbury, and
That waits upon your grace ?
Clar. His majesty,

will obey.

Glo. We are the queen's abjects,

and must

Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed
This conduct to convey me to the Tower.

Are mighty gossips in this monarchy.

Brak. I beseech your graces both to pardon


His majesty hath straitly given in charge,
That no man shall have private conference,
Of what degree soever, with his brother.
Glo. Even so? an please your worship, Bia-

You may partake of any thing we say:
We speak no treason, man ;-We say, 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 tongue;
And the queen's kindred are made gentlefolks:
How say you, Sir? can you deny all this ?
Brak. With this, my lord, myself have naught
to do.

Gle. Upon what cause?

Clar. Because my name is-George.

Glo. Alack, my lord, that fault is none of

He should, for that, commit your godfathers
Oh! belike his majesty hath some intent,
That you shall be new christen'd in the Tower.
But what's the matter, Clarence? may 1 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 told him, that by G
His issue disinherited should be;

Aud, 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 mov'd his highness to commit me now.

Glo. Why, this it is, when men are rul'd by

• Dances.

obey. Brother, farewell; I will unto the king; And whatsoever 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;


'Tis not the king, that sends you to the Tower; My lady Grey, his wife, Clarence, 'tis she, That tempers him to this extremity.

Was it not she, and that good man of worship,

Anthony Woodeville, her brother there,
Tisat made him send lord Hastings to the
From whence this present day he is deliver'd?
We are not safe, Clarence, we are not safe.
Clar. By heaven, I think, there is no man

+ Armed. & Preparations for mischief. Fancies.

I will deliver you, or else lie for you;
Mean time, have patience.

Clar. I must perforce; farewell.

the queen's kindred, and night walking

[Exeunt CLARENCE, BRAKENBURY, and Guard.

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, If heaven will take the present at our bands. But who comes here? the new deliver'd Hast. ings?


Hast. Good time of day unto my gracious lord!

Glo. As much unto my good lord chamber. lain !

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 iny imprisonment.
Glo. No doubt, no doubt; and so shall Cla.
rence too;

For they, that were your enemies, are his,
And have prevail'd as much on him as you.

The Queen and Shore,
Lowest of subjects.

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