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Be cheerful, Richmond; tor the wronged souls O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me! Of butcher'd princes tight in thy behalf:
The lights burn blue.-It is now dead midnight. King Henry's issue, Richinond, comforts thee. Cold fearful drops stand on my trembling flesh. The Ghost of KING HENRY THE Sixth rises.
What do I fear ? myself? there's none else by:
Richard loves Richard ; that is, I am I. Ghost. When I was mortal, my anointed body
Is there a murderer here? No ;-Yes; I am: [ TO KING RICHARD.
Then ily:- What, from myself? Great reason By thee was punched full of deadly holes:
Lest I revenge. What? Myself on myself?
I love myselt. Wherefore ? for any good,
That I myself have done unto myself?
(TO RICHMOND. Harry', that prophesied thou shouldst be king,
0, no: alas, I rather hate inyseli,
For hateful deeds committed by myself.
I am a villain : Yet I lie, I am not.
| Fool, of thyself speak weil:--Fool, do not flatter. Ghost. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow! | My conscience hath a thousand several tongues,
[TO KING RICHARD.
And every tongue brings in a several tale, I, that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine,
And every tale condemns me for a villain. Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death!
Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree, To-morrow in the battle think on me,
Murder, stern murder, in the dirst degree;
AU several sins, all used in each degree,
Throng to the bar, crying all.-Guilty! guilty ! [To RICHMOND.
I shall despair.- There is no creature loves me; The wronged heirs of York do pray for thee;
And, if I die, no soul will pity me: Good angels guard thy battle! Live, and tourish!
Nay, wherefore should they? since that I myselt
Find in myselt no pity to myself. The Ghosts of RIVERS, GREY, and VAUGHAN, rise. Methought, the souls of all that I had murder'd Riv. Let me sit heavy on thy soul to-morrow,
Came to my tent: and every one did threat [To KING RICHARD.
To-morrow's vengeance on the head of Richard Rivers, that died at Pomfret! Despair, and die!
Enter RATCLIFF. Grey. Think upon Grey, and let thy soul despair!
[To King RICHARD. Rat. My lord, Vaugh. Think upon Vaughan; and, with guilty
K. Rich. Who's there? tear,
Rat. Ratcliil, my lord; 'tis I. The early village Let fall thy lance ! Despair, and die!
cock [To King Richard. Hath twice done salutation to the morn; All. Awake! and think, our wrongs in Richard's Your friends are up, and buckle on their armor. bosom
(To RICHMOND. K. Rich. O, Ratcliff, I have dream'd a fearful Will conquer him;-Awake, and win the day!
What thinkest thou? will our friends prove all true? The Ghost of HASTINGS rises.
Rat. No doubt, my lord. Ghost. Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake;
Ratcliff, I fear, I fear, (To KING RICHARD. Rat. Nay, good my lord, be not afraid of sha And in a bloody battle end thy days!
dows. Think on lord Hastings; and despair, and die!- K. Rich. By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night Quiet untroubled soul, awake, awake!
Have struck more terror to the soul of Richard,
(To RICHMOND. Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers, Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! Armed in proot, and led by shallow Richmond. The Ghosts of the two young Princes rise.
It is not yet near day. Come, go with me;
Under our tents I'll play the eaves-dropper,
To hear, if any mean to shrink from me.
[Exeunt King RICHARD and RATCLIFF.
Lords. Good morrow, Richmond.
Richm. 'Cry mercy, lords, and watchful gentle
men, Live, and beget a happy race of kings!
That you have ta'en a tardy sluggard here.
Lurils. How have you slept, my lord?
Richm. The sweetest sleep, and fairest-boding Ghost. Richard, thy wife, that wretched Anne,
dreams, thy wite,
That ever enter'd in a drowsy head, That never slept a quiet hour with thee,
Have I since your departure had, my lords. Now tills thy sleep with perturbations :
Methought, their souls, whose bodies Richard mur To-morrow in the battle think on me,
der'd, And tall thy edgeless sword; Despair, and die ! Came to my tent, and cried-On! victory! Thou, quiet soul, sieep thou a quiet sleep;
I promise you, my heart is very jocund (TO RICHMOND.
In the remembrance of so fair a dream. Dream of success and happy victory;
How far into the morning is it, lords?
Lords. Upon the stroke of four.
Richm. Why, then 'tis time to arm, and give di
rection. [He advances to the Troops. Ghost. The first was 1, that help'd thee to the More than I have said, loving countrymen, crown;
(TO KING RICHARD. The leisure and entorcement of the times The last was I, that felt thy tyranny :
Forbids to dwell on : Yet remember this, 0, in the battle think on Buckingham,
God, and our good cause, tight upon our side; And die in terror of thy guiltiness!
The prayers of holy saints, and wronged souls, Dream on, dream on, of bloody deeds and death; Like high-rear'd bulwarks, stand before our faces; Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath!- Richard except, those, whom we fight against, I died for hope, ere I could lend thee aid :
Had rather have us win, than him they follow.
(TO RICHMOND. For what is he they follow? truly, gentlemen, But cheer thy heart, and be thou not dismay'd : A bloody tyrant and a homicide; God, and good angels, tight on Richmond's side; One rais d in blood, and one in blood establish'd; And Richard falls in height of all his pride.
One that made means to come by what he hath, [The Ghosts vanish. King RICHARD starts And slaughter'd those that were the means to help out of his Dream.
him; K. Rich. Give me another horse,--bind up my A base foul stone, made precious by the foil wounds,
Of England's chair, where he is falsely set; Have mercy, Jesu !--Soft; I did but dream.- One that hath ever been God's enemy :
Then, if you fight against God's enemy,
And who doth lead them, but a paltry fellow, God will, in justice, ward you as his soldiers; Long kept in Bretagne at our mother's cost? If you do sweat to put a tyrant down,
A milk-sop, one that never in his life You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; Felt so much cold as over shoes in snow? If you do fight against your country's foes, Let's whip these stragglers o'er the seas again; Your country's fat shall pay your pains the hire; Lash hence these over-weening rags of France, If you do fight in safeguard of your wives,
These famish'd beggars, weary of their lives; Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors ; Who, but for dreaming on this fond exploit, If you do free your children from the sword, For want of means, poor rats, had hang'd them Your children's children quit it in your age.
selves : Then, in the name of God, and all these rights, If we be conquer'd, let men conquer us, Advance your standards, draw your willing swords: And not these bastard Bretagnes; whom our fathers For me, the ransom of my bold attempt
Have in their own land beaten, bobb’d, and thump'd, Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face; And, on record, left them the heirs of shame. But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt
Shall these enjoy our lands ? lie with our wives? The least of you shall share his part thereof. Ravish our daughters ?-Hark, I hear their drum. Sound, drums and trumpets, boldly and cheerfully;
[Drum afar of: God, and Saint George! Richmond, and victory! Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen!
[Exeunt. Draw, archers, draw your arrows to the head! Re-enter King RICHARD, RATCLIFF, Attendants, Amaze the welkin with your broken staves !
Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; and Forces. K. Rich. What said Northumberland, as touch
Enter a Messenger. ing Richmond ? Rat. That he was never trained up in arms.
What says lord Stanley! will he bring his power ?
Mess. My lord, he doth deny to come. K. Rich. He said the truth: And what said Surrey
K. Rich. Off instantly with his son George's head. then? Rat. He smil'd and said, the better for our pur- After the battle'let George Stanley die.
Nor. My lord, the enemy is pass'd the marsh; pose.
K. Rich. A thousand hearts are great within K. Rich. He was i' the right; and so, indeed, it is.
[Clock strikes. Advance our standards, set upon our foes; Tell the clock there.-Give me a calendar.
Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, Who saw the sun to-day?
Inspire us with the spleen of fiery dragons ! Rat.
Not I, my lord. R. Rich. Then he disdains to shine; for, by the Upon them! Victory sits on our helms. (Ereunt. book,
SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Field. He should have brav'd the east an hour ago : A black day will it be to somebody
Alarum: Excursions. Enter NORFOLK, and Ratclif,
Forces; to him CATESBY. Rat. My lord ?
Cate. Rescue, my lord of Norfolk, rescue, rescue!
Alarum. Enter KING RICHARD.
K. Rich. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a Nor. Arm, arm, my lord; the foe vaunts in the
Cate. Withdraw, my lord, I'll help you to a horse. K. Rich. Come, bustle, bustle;-Caparison my K. Rich. Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, horse ;-
And I will stand the hazard of the die :
Five have I slain to-day instead of him:-
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse ! My foreward shall be drawn out all in length,
(Exeunt. Consisting equally of horse and foot; Our archers shall be placed in the midst :
Alarums. Enter King RICHARD and RICHMOND ; John duke of Norfolk, Thomas earl of Surrey, and exeunt fighting. Retreat, and Flourish. Shall have the leading of this foot and horse. Then enter RicHMOND, STANLEY bearing the They thus directed, we ourself will follow
Crown, with divers other Lords, and Forces. In the main battle; whose puissance on either side Shall be well winged with our chiefest horse.
Richm. God, and your arms, be prais'd, victorious
friends; This, and Saint George to boot !-What think'st thou, Norfolk?
The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Nor. A good direction, warlike sovereign.
Stan. Courageous Richmond, well hast thou This found I on my tent this morning:
(Giving a Scroll. Lo, here, this long-usurped royalty, K. Rich. Jocky of Norfolk, be not too bold, [Reads.
From the dead temples of this bloody wretch For Dickon thy master is bought and sold.
Have I pluck'd off to grace thy brows withal;
Wear it, enjoy it, and make much of it. A thing devised by the enemy.
Richm. Great God of heaven, say, amen, to all :Go, gentleman, every man unto his charge:
But, tell me first, is young George Stanley living? Let not our babbling dreams affright our souls : Stan. He is, my lord, and sale in Leicester town, Conscience is but a word that cowards use, Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us Devised at first to keep the strong in awe;
Richm. What men of name are slain on either Our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law.
side? March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell;
Stan. John duke of Norfolk, Walter lord Ferrers If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell.
Sir Robert Brackenbury, and sir William Brandon What shall I say more than I have inferr'd?
Richm. Inter their bodies as becomes their births Remember whom you are to cope withal;
Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers tled, A sorti of vagabonds, rascals, and run-aways, That in submission will return to us; A scum of Bretagnes, and base lackey peasants, And, then, as we have ta'en the sacrament, Whom their o'er-cloyed country vomits forth We will unite the white rose with the red : To desperate ventures and assured destruction. Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction, You sleeping safe, they bring you to unrest; That long hath frown'd upon their enmity! You having lands, and bless'd with beauteous wives, What traitor hears me, and says not-Amen? They would restrain the one, distain the other.
England bath long been mad, and scarr'd herself; * Guard.
• Requite. The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, • The ancient familiarization of Richard. Company. The father rashly slaughter'd his own son,
The son, compell’d, been butcher to the sire;
with smooth-faced peace, With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days!
Abate the edge of traitors, gracious Lord,
blood! Let them not live to taste this land's increase, That would with treason wound this fair land's
peace! Now civil wounds are stopp'd, peace lives again: That she may long live here, God say-Amen.
KING HENRY VIII.
KING HENRY THE EIGHTH.
GRIFFITH, Gentleman-usher to Queen Katharine. CARDINAL WOLSEY.
Three other Gentlemen.
Doctor Butts, Physician to the King.
Surveyor to the Duke of Buckingham.
BRANDON, and a Sergeant at Armis. DUKE OF NORFOLK.
Door-keeper of the Council-chamber. DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM.
Porter and his Man. DUKE OF SUFFOLK.
Page to Gardiner.
QUEEN KATHARINE, Wife to King Henry, after. GARDINER, Bishop of Winchester.
wards divorced. BISHOP OF LINCOLN.
ANNE BULLEN, her Maid of Honor ; afterwards LORD ABERGAVENNY.
Queen. LORD SANDS.
An old Lady, Friend to Anne Bullen.'
PATIENCE, Woman to Queen Katharine.
Several Lords and Ladies in the dumb shows; SIR NICHOLAS VAUX.
Women attending upon the Queen; Spirits, Secretaries to Wolsey.
which appear to her; Scribes, Officers, Guards, CROMWELL, Servant to Wolsey.
and other Attendants.
I come no more to make you laugh; things now,
Will be deceiv'd; for, gentle hearers, know,
SCENE I.-London. An Ante-chamber in the Buck.
An untimely ague
Stay'd me a prisoner in my chamber, when
Those suns of glory, those two lights of men,3 other the DCKE OF BUCKINGHAM, and the LORD
'Twixt Guynes and the Arde: ABERGAVENNY.
I was then present, saw them salute on horseBuck. Good morrow, and well met. How have
back; you done,
Beheld them, when they lighted, how they clung Since last we saw in France ?
In their embracement, as they grew together; Nor.
I thank your grace: Which had they, what four thron'd ones could have Healthful; and ever since a fresh admirer
weigh'd Of what I saw there.
Such a compounded one? 1 Laced. 9 Pretend. : Henry VIII. and Francis I., king of France
Have broke their backs with laying manors on them Nor.
Then you lost For this great journey: What did this vanity, The view of earthly glory : Men might say, But minister communication of Till this time, pomp was single; but now married A most poor issue? To one above itself. Each following day
Grievingly I think Became the next day's master, till the last
The peace between the French and us not values Made former wonders its : To-day, the French, The cost that did conclude it. All clinquant, all in gold, like heathen gods,
Every man, Shone down the English: and, to-inorrow, they
After the hideous storm that follow'd, was Made Britain, India: every man that stood, A thing inspir'd: and, not consulting, broke Show'd like a mine. Their dwarfish pages were Into a general prophecy, -That this tempest,
a As cherubim, all gilt: the madams too,
Dashing the garment of this peace, aboded Not used to toil, did almost sweat to bear
The sudden breach on't. The pride upon them, that their very labor
Which is budded out; Was to them as a painting: now this mask
For France hath tlaw'd the league, and hath alWas cry'd incomparable; and the ensuing night
tach'd Made it a fool, and beggar. The two kinys, Our merchants' goods at Bourdeaux. Equal in lustre, were now best, now worst,
Is it therefore As presence did present them; him in eye,
The abmassador is silenced? Still him in praise : and, being present both,
Marry, is't. 'Twas said, they saw but one; and no discerner Aber. A proper title of a peace; and purchas'd Durst way his tongue in censure. When these At a superiluous rate!
Why, all this business (For so they phrase them) by their heralds chal. Our reverend cardinal carried. lenged
'Like it, your grace, The noble spirits to arms, they did perform
The state takes notice of the private dillerence Beyond thought's compass; that former fabulous Betwixt you and the cardinal.
I advise you, story,
(And take it from a heart that wishes towards you Being now seen possible enough, got credit, Honor and plenteous safety,) that you read That Beviso was believ'd.
The cardinal's malice and his potency Buck. 0, you go far.
Together: to consider further, that Nor. As I belong to worship, and affect
What his high hatred would effect, wants not In honor honesty, the tract of every thing
A minister in his power: You know his nature, Would by a good discourser lose some lite,
That he's revengerul; and I know, bis sword Which action's self was tongue to. All was royal; Hath a sharp edge; it's long, and, it may be said, To the disposing of it nought rebell'd,
It reaches far; and where 'iwill not extend, Order gave cach thing view; the office did
Thither be darts it. Bosom up my counsel, Distinctly his full function.
You'll find it wholesome. Lu, where comes that rock,
That I advise your shunning.
Enter CARDINAL WOLSEY, (the Purse borne before Nor. One, certesi that promises no elements
him,) certain of the Guard, and two Secretaries In such a business.
with Papers. The CARDINAL in his passage Buck.
I pray you, who, my lord? fizeth his eye on BCCKINGHAM, and BUCKINGHAM Nor. All this was order'd by the good discretion
on him, both full of disdain. rithe right reverend cardinal of York.
Wol. The duke of Buckingham's surveyor ? ha? Buck. The devil speed him! no man's pie is Where's his examination ? free'd
Here, so please you. From his ambitious finger. What had he
Wol. Is he in person ready? To do in these tierce vanities? I wonder,
Ay, please your grace. That such a keecho can with his very bulk
Wol. Well, we shall then know more; and BuckTake up the rays o' the beneficial sun,
ingham And keep it from the earth.
Shall lessen this big look.
Exeunt WOLSEY, and Train. There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends:
Buck. This butcher's cur3 is venom-mouth'd, For, being not propp'd by ancestry, (whose grace
and I Chalks successors their way,) nor cali’d upon Have not the power to muzzle him: therefore best For high teats done to the crown; neither allied Not wake him in his slumber. A beggar's book To eminent assistance, but, spider-like,
Out-worths a noble's blood. Out of his self-drawing web, he gives us note,
What, are you cha fed? The force of his own merit makes his way;
Ask God for temperance; that's the appliance only, A giit that heaven gives for him, which buys
Which your disease requires. A place next to the king.
I read in his looks Aber. I cannot tell
Matter against me; and his eye revil'd What heaven hath given him, let some graver eye
Me, as his abject object: at this instant Pierce into that; but I can see his pride
He'borest me with some trick: He's gone to the Pecp through each part of him: Whence has he
I'll follow, and out-stare him. If not from hell, the devil is a niggard;
Stay, my lord, Or has given all before, and he begins
And let your reason with your choler question A new hell in himself.
What 'tis you go about: To clinb steep hills
Requires slow pace at first : Anger is like
A full-hot horse; who being allow'd his way, Without the privity o' the king, to appoint
Seli-metile tires him. Not a man in England Who should attend on him? He makes up the Can advise me like you; be to yourselt tile
As you would to your friend. Of all the gentry; for the most part such
I'll to the king, Too, whom as great a charge as little honor
And from a mouth of honor quite cry down He meant to lay upon: and his own letter,'
This Ipswich tellow's insolence; or proclaim, The honorable board of council out,
There's ditlerence in no persons. Must fetch him in the papers.
Be advis'd: Aber.
I do know
Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot Kinsmen of mine, three at the least, that have
That it do singe yourself: We may out-run, By this so sicken'd their estates, that never
By violent switness, that which we run at, They shall abound as formerly.
And lose by over-running. Know you not,. Glittering, shining. : In opinion, which was most noble.
The fire, that mounts the liquor till it run o'er 6 Sir Beris, an old romance.
d. 1 Certainly.
In seeining to augment it, wastes it? Be advis . Practice,
9 Lump of fat. I say again, there is no English soul "Sats down in his letter without consulting the council. • Conducted. » Wolsey was the son of a butcher. S