More mild, but yet more harmful, kind in hatred;} Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life, What comfortable hour canst thou name, Whose hands soever lanc'd their tender hearts, . That ever grac'd' ine in thy company?

(Thy head, all indirectly, gave direction: K. Rich. Faith, none, but Humphry Houre?! No doubt the murderous knife was dull and blunt; that call'd your grace

15'Till it was whetted on thy stone-hard heart, To breakfast once, förth of my company, To reyel in the entrails of my lainbs. If I be so disgracious in your sight,

But that still use of grief makes wild grief tame, Let me march on, and not offend you, madam. My tongue should to thy ears not name my boys; Strike up the drum.

l'Till that my nails were anchor'd in thine eyes; Dutch. I prythee, hear me speak.

10 And I, in such a desperate bay of death, K. Rich. You speak too bitterly.

|Like a poor bark, of sails and tackling reft, Dutch. Hear me a word;

(Rush all to pieces on thy rocky bosom. For I shall never speak to thee again.

| K. Rich. Madiam, so thrive l'in my enterprize, K. Rich. So.

[dinance,! And dangerous success of bloody wars, Dutch. Either thou wilt die, by God's just or- 15 As I intend inore good to you and yours, Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror;

Than ever you or yours by me were harm'd! Or I with grief and extreme age shall perish, Queen. What good is cover'd with the face of And never look upon thy face again.

heaven, Therefore, take with thee my most heavy curse;' To be discover'd, that can do me good? Which, in the day of battle, tire thee more, 20 K. Rich. The advancement of your children, Than all the complete armour that thou wear'st!

gentle lady.

[heads, My prayers on the adverse party fight;

Queen. Up to some scaffold, there to lose their And there the little souls of Edward's children || K. Rich. 'No, to the dignity and height of W'hisper the spirits of thine enemies,

fortune, And promise them success and victory! 25 The high imperialtype* of this earth's glory, Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; | Queen, Flatter my sorrows with report of it; Shame serves' thy life, and doth thy death attend. Tell me, what state, what dignity, what honour,

[Euit. Canst thou demise to any child of mine? fall, Queen. Though far more cause, yet much less | K. Rich. Even all I have; ay, and myself and spirit to curse

30 Wil I withal endow a child of thine; Abides in me; I say Amen to her. [Going. So in the Lethè of thy angry soul K. Rich. Stay, madani, I must speak & word Thou drownthe sad remembrance ofthosewrongs, with you.

Which, thou supposest, I have done to thee. Queen. I have no more sons of the royal blood, Queen. Be brief, lest that the process of thy For thee to murder: for my daughters, Richard,|35| kindness They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; Last longer telling, than thy kindness' date. " And therefore level not to hit their lives. 1 | K. Rich. Then know, that, from my soul, I K.Rich. You have a daughter call'd-Elizabeth,

love thy daughter.

(soul, Virtuous and fair, royal and gracious. Mive, Queen. My daughter's mother thinks it with her.

Queen. And must she die for this? O, let her 10 K. Rich. What do you think? (thy soul: And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty: Queen. That thou dost love my daughter, from Slander myself, as false to Edward's bed;

So, from thy soul's love, didst thou love her Throw over her the veil of infamy:

brothers; So she may live unscarrd of bleeding slaughter, And, from my heart's love, I do thank thee for it. I will contess she was not Edward's daughter. 145/ K. Rich. Be not so hasty' to confound my. K. Rich. Wrong not her birth, she is of royal

meaning: blood.

I mean, that with my soul I love thy daughter, . Queen. To save her life, I'll say-she is not so. And do intend to make her queen of England.. K. Rich. Her life is safest only in her birth. | Queen. Well then, who dost thou mean shall be Queen. And only in that safety dy'd her brothers. 50

her king? X. Rich. Lo, at their births good stars were K. Rich. Even he that makes her queen; Who: opposite.


else should be? Queen. No, to their liyes bad friends were Queen. What, thou?

[madam? K. Rich. All unavoided is the doom of destiny. | K. Rich. I, even I: What think you of it,

Queen. True, when avoided grace makes destiny:155 Queen. How canst thou woo her? My babes were destin'd to a tairer death,

K. Rich. That I would learn of you, If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life. As one being best acquainted with her humour, K. Rich. You speak, as if that I had slain my Queen. And wilt thou learn of me? . cousins.

scozen'l | K. Rich. Madam, with all iny heart. [brothers, Queen. Cousins, indeed; and by their uncleliol Queen. Send to her, by the man that slew her

'i. e. bless'd, or made me happy. : Mr. Steevens remarks, that this may probably be an allusion to some affair of gallantry of which the Dutchess had been suspected; or, that the poet's fondness for a quibble may perhaps have induced him at once to personify and christen that hour of the day which summon'd his mother to breakfast. 'i. e. accompanies. i. e. exbibition, shew. Vų 3

A pair


A pair of bleeding hearts; thereon engrave, I Put in her tender heart the aspiring flame
Edward, and York; then, haply, will she weep: Of golden sov’reignty; acquaint the princess
Therefore present to her,-as sometime Margaret With the swect silent hours of marriage joys;
Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,- | And when this arm of mine hath chastised
A handkerchief; which, say to her, did drain 5 The petty rebel, dull-brain'd Buckingham,
The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, Bound with triumphant garlands will I come,
And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal. And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed;
If this inducement move her not to love,

To whom I will retail my conquest won,
Send her a letter of thy noble deeds;

And she shall be sole victress, Cæsar's Cæsar. Tell her, thou mad'st away her uncle Clarence, 10 Queen. What were I best to say? her father's Her uncle Rivers; ay, and, for her sake,


brother Mad'st quick conveyance with her good aunt Would be her lord? Or shall I say, her uncle?

the wavl Or, he that slew her brothers, and her uncles? K. Rich. You mock me, madam; this is not Under what title shall I woo for thee, To win your daughter,

115That God, the law, my honour, and her love, Queen. There is no other way;

Can make seem pleasing to her tender years? Unless thou could'st put on some other shape, K. Rich. Infer fair England's peace by this And not be Richard that hath done all this. I


(ing war, K. Rich. Say, that I did all this for love of her:' | Queen. Which she shall purchase with still lastQueen. Nay, then indeed, she cannot chuse but 20 K. Rich.Tell her, the king, that may command, hate thee,

entreats Having bought love with such a bloody spoil'. Queen. That at her hands, which the king's K. Rich. Look, what is done cannot be now

King forbids!.

[queen, amended: ..

K. Rich. Say, she shall be a high and mighty Men shall deal unadvisedly sometimes,

25 Queen. To wail the title, as her mother doth. Which after-hours give leisure to repent.

K. Rich. Say, I will love her everlastingly. If I did take the kingdom from your sons,

Queen. But how long shall that title, ever, last? To make amends, I'll give it to your daughter. K, Rich. Sweetly in force unto her fair life'send. If I have kill'd the issue of your womb,

Queen. But how long fairly shall her sweet life To quicken your increase, I will beget


(it. Mine issue of your blood upon your daughter. 1 K.Rich. As long as heaven and nature,lengthens A grandam's name is little less in love,

Queen. As long as hell, and Richard, likes of it. Than is the doting title of a mother;

K. Rich. Say, 1, her sov'reign, am her subject They are as children, but one step below,


[sov'reignty, Even of your metal, of your very blood; 135) Queen. But she, your subject, loaths such Of all one pain,-save for a night of groans

K. Rich. Be eloquent in my behalf to her.. Endur' d of her, for whom you bid? like sorrow. Queen. An honest tale speeds best, being plainly Your children were vexation to your youth,

[ving tale. But mine shall be a comfort to your age.

K. Rich. Then, in plain terms tell her iny loThe loss you have, is but-a son being king, 40 Queen. Plain, and not honest, is too harsh a style. And, by that loss, your daughter is made queen. K. Rich. Your reasons are too shallow and too I cannot make you what amends I would,


[dead; Therefore accept such kindness as I can,

Queen. O, no, my reasons are too deep and Dorset your son, that, with a fearful soul,

Two deep and dead, poor infants, in their graves. Leads discontented steps in foreign soil, 145/ K. Rich. Harp not on that string, madam; that This fair alliance quickly shall call home

is past.

[break, To high promotions and great dignity.

Queen. Harp on it still shall I, 'till heart-strings Theking, thatcallsyourbeauteousdaughter-wife, K. Rich. Now, by my george, my garter, and Familiarly shall call thy Dorset brother;

my crown,

[usurp'd. Again shall you be mother to a king,

Queen. Profan'd, dishonour'd, and the third And all the ruins of distressful times

K. Rich. I swear. Repair'd with double riches of content.

Queen. By nothing; for this is no oath. What! we have many goodly days to see: 1 The george, profan'd, hath lost his holy honour; The liquid drops of tears that you have shed, Thegarter, blemish’d, pawn'd his knightly virtue; Shall come again, transform’d to orient pearl; 55 The crown, usurp'd, disgrac'd his kingly glory: Advantaging their loan, with interest

If something thou wouldst swear to be believ'd, Of ten times double gain of happiness, I Swear then by something that thou hast not Go then, my mother, to thy daughter go;

wrong'd. Makebold her bashful yearswith yourexperience;) | K. Rich. Now by the world, Prepare her ears to hear a wooer's tale; 1601 Queen. 'Tis full of thy foul wrongs.

'i. e. havock.. ? Bid is in the past sense from bide. Alluding to the prohibition in the Levitical law. See Leviticus xviii. 14.

K. Rich.


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K. Rich. My father's death,

| Queen. I go.-Write to me very shortly, . Queen. Thy life hath that dishonour'd.

| And you shall understand from me her mind. K. Rich. Then, by myself,

K. Rich. Bear her my true love's kiss, and so Qucen. Thyself is self-inis-us'd.

farewell. [Kissing her. Exit Queen. K. Rich. Why then, by heaven,

5 Relenting fool, and shallow, changing wonian! Queen. Heaven's wrong is most of all.

How now? what news?
If thou didst fear to break an oath with heaven,
The unity, the king my husband made,

Enter Ratclif, and Catesby.
Had not been broken, nor my brother slain.

Rat. Most mighty sovereign, on the western If thou hadst fear'd to break an oath by him, 110 0:2

coast The imperial metal, circling now thy head,

1 Rideth a puissant navy; to the shore Had grac'd the tender temples of my child,

Throng inany doubtful hollow-hearted friends, And both the princes had been breathing here,

Unarı'd, and unresolv'd to beat them back: Which now, two tender bed-fellows for dust,

'Tis thought, that Richmond is their admiral; Thy broken faith hath made a prey for worms. 1151

15 And there they hull, expecting but the aid What canst thou swear by now?

Of Buckingham, to welcome them ashore. K. Rich. By time to come.

fo'erpasta | K. Rich. Some light-foot friend post to the Queen. That thou hast wronged in the time

duke of Norfolk ;'. For I myself have many tears to wash

wiely Ratcliff, thyself, or Catesby; where is he? .

Cate's. Here, my good lord. The children live, whose parents thou hast

unts thou hasil K. Rich. Catesby, fly to the duke. slaughter'd,

Cates. I will, my lord, with all convenient haste. Ungovern'd youth, to wail it in their age.

K.Rich. Ratcliff,come hither: Post to Salisbury; The parents live, whose children thou hast but-! Whenthoucom'st thither,--Dulluninindfulvillain, cher'd,

[To Catesby Old barren plants, to wail it with their age.

wil it with their age. “Why stay'st thou here, and go'st not to the duke? Swear not by time to come ; for that thou hast 1 | Cates. First, mighty liege, tell me your highness! Misus'd ere us'd, by times ill-us'd o'er-past.

pleasure, K. Rich. As I intend to prosper, and repent!

What from your grace I shall deliver to him. So thrive I in my dangerous attempt

** 1301 K. Rich. O, true, good Çatesby ;-Bid him Of hostile arms! myself myself confound!

levy straight Heaven, and fortune, bar me happy hours !

I The greatest strength and power he can make, Day, yield me not thy light; nor, night, thy rest!!

And meet me suddenly at Salisbury, Be opposite all planets of good luck

Cates. I go,

[Exit. To my proceeding, if, with pure heart's love,

Rat, What, may it please you, shall I do at Immaculate devotion, holy thoughts,


[before I go? I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter!

K. Rich. Why, what wouldst thou do there, In her consists iny happiness, and thine;

Rat. Your highness told ine, I should post Without her, follows to myself, and thee,

before, Herself, the land, and many a christian soul,

Enter Lord Stanley. Death, desolation, ruin, and decay:

K. Rich. My mind is chang'd. --Stanley, what It cannot be avoided, but by this ;

news with you? It will not be avoided, but by this ;

Stanl. None good, my liege, to please you Therefore, dear mother, (I must call you so)

with the hearing; Be the attorney of my love to her:

145/Nor none so bad, but well may be reported. Plead what I will be, not what I have been;. K.Rich. Heyday, a riddle: neither good,nor bad! Not my deserts, but what I will deserve: What need'st thou run so many miles about, Urge the necessity and state of times,

When thou may'st tell thy tale the nearest way? And be not peevish found in great designs. JOnce more, what news?

Queen. Shall I be tempted of the devil thus? 501 Stanl. Richmond is on the seas,
K. Rich. Ay, if the devil tempt thee to do good. | K, Rich. There let him sink, and be the seas
Queen. Shall I forget myself, to be myself?

on him! K. Rich. Ay, if yourself's remenibrance wrong White-liver'd runagate, what doth he there? yourself.

| Stanl. I knownot, inightysovereign, but byguess, Queen. 'But thou didst kill my children. 55K. Rich. Well, as you guess? [Morton, K. Rich. But in your daughter's womb I bury Stanl. Stirr'd up by Dorset, Buckingham, and them:

He makes for England, here to claim the crown. Where, in that nest of spicery', they shall breed K. Rieh. Is the chair empty? is the sword unSelves of theniselves, to your recomforture.

sway'd ? Queen. Shall I go win my daughter to thy will ? 60 Is the king dead? the empire unpossess'd? K. Rich, And be a happy mother by the deed. What heir of York is there alive, bụt we?

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And who is England's king, but great York's heir?' K. Rich. Oh, I cry you mercy:
Then, tell me, what makes he upon the seas? | There is my purse, to cure that blow of thine.

Stunl. Unless for that, my liege, I cannot guess. Hath any well-advised friend proclaim'd

K.Rich. Unless for that hecomes to be yourliege, Reward to him that brings the traitor in? [liege. You cannot guess wherefore the Welshman comes. 51 3 Mes. Such proclamation hath been made, my Thou wilt revolt, and fly to him, I fear. [not.

Enter another Messenger. . Stanl. No, mighty liege ; therefore mistrust ine 4 Mes. Sirl'homas Lovel,and lord marquis DorK. Rich, Where is thy power, then, to beat him 'Tis said, my liege, in Yorkshire are in arm's. (set, back?

But this good comfort bring I to your highness,
Where be thy tenants, and thy followers ? 110 The Bretagne navy is dispers'd by tempest:
Are they not now upon the western shore, Richmond, in Dorsetshire, sent out a boat
Safe-conducting the rebels from their ships? Unto the shore, to ask those on the banks,
Stanl. No, my good lord, my friends are in the If they were his assistants, yea, or no;

_ (the north, Who answer'd him, they came from Buckingham
K. Rich. Cold friends to me; What do they in 15 Upon his party: he, mistrusting them,
Whenthey should serve their sovereign in the west: Hois'dsail,and made his course again for Bretagne.
Stunl. They have not been commanded,inighty | K, Rich. March on, march on, since we are up

If not to fight with foreign enemies, [in arms; Pleaseth your majesty to give me leave,

Yet to beat down these rebels here at hoine. I'll muster up my friends; and meet your grace,20

Enter Catesby. Where, and what time, your majesty shall please. | Cates. My liege, the duke of Buckingham is taken, K. Rich. Ay, ay, thou wouldst be gone to join That is the best news: That the Earl of Richmond with Richmond: "

Is with a mighty power landed at Milford, But I'll not trust you, sir.

Is colder news, but yet it must be told. [here, Stanl. Most mighty sovereign,

125/ K.Rich. Away towards Salisbury; while we reason You have no cause to hold my friendship doubtful;! A royal battle might be won and lost:I never was, nor never will be false...

Some one take order, Buckingham be brought K. Rich. Well, go, muster thy men. But, hear To Salisbury; the rest march on with me.

you, leave behind : [hirm, Your con, George Stanley: look your heart be 30 Or else his head's assurance is but frail.

Stanl. So deal with him, as I prove true to you.

Lord Stanley's House.
[Exit Stanley.
Enter a Messenger.

Enter Lord Stanley, and Sir Christopher Ursuick. Mes. My gracioussovereign, now in Devonshire,|35| Stanl. Sir Christopher?, tell Richmond this from As I by friends am well advertised,

That, in the stye of this most bloody boar (me;Sir Edward Courtney, and the haughty prelate, My son George Stanley is frank'd up in hold; Bishop of Exeter, his elder brother,

If I fevalt, oft goes young George's head; :: With many more confed'rates, are in arms. (The fear of that withholds my present aid. Enter a Messenger.

40(But, tell me, where is princely Riehmond now? 2 Mes. In Kent, my liege, the Guilfords are Chri. At Pembroke, or at Ha'rford-west, in And every hour more competitors' [in arms; Stanl. What men of name resort to him: [Wales. Flock to the rebels, and their power grows strong. Chri. Sir Walter Herbert, a renown'd soldier; Enter another Messenger. .

Sir Gilbert Talbot, and Sir William Stanley; ' 3 Mes, My lord, the army of great Bucking-145Oxford, redoubted Pembroke, Sir James Blunt, ham ;

JAnd Rice ap Thomas, with a valiant crew; · K. Rich. Out on ye, owls! nothing but songs And many other of great name and worth :

- of death? ... [He strikes him. And towards London do they bend their course, There, take thou that,'till thou bring better news. If by the way they be not fought withal. [to hiin;

3 Mes. The news I have to tell your majesty, 50 Stanl. Well, hie thee to thy lord; 'commend me 1$,-that, by sudden flocds and fall of waters, Tell hiin, the queen hath heartily consented .. Buckinghain's army is dispers’d and scatter'd; He shall espouse Elizabeth her daughter. And he himself wander'd away alone, mori These letters will resolve him of my mind. No man knows whither.

I Farewell.

. . . [Exeunt. "j. e. opponents. The person who is called Sir Christopher here, appears by the Chronicles to have been Christopher Urswick, a batchelor in divinity; and chaplain to the countess of Richmond, who had intermarried with the lord Stanley. This priest, the history tells us, frequently went backwards and forwards, unsuspected, on messages betwixt the countess of Richmond and her husband, nd the young earl of Richmond, whilst he was preparing to make his descent on England. Dr. Johnagn has observed, that Sir was anciently a title assumed by graduates. ... ."."'..

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1 In God's name, chearly on, courageous friends, Salisbury.

To reap the harvest of perpetual peace Enter the Sheriff withBuchingham, led toerecution. By this one bloody trial of sharp war.

Oxf. Every man's conscience is a thousand Buck. W ILL not king Richard let me speakToti

! The speak 5 To fight against that bloody homicide. [swords, with him?

Herb. I doubt not, but his friends will turn to us. Sher. No, my good lord; therefore be patient. Buck. Hastings, and Edward'schildren, Rivers,

Blunt. He hath no friends, but who are friends Holy king Henry, and thy fairson Edward, [Grey,

for fear;

which in his de Vaughan, and all that have miscarried

es Which, in his dearest need, will fly from him. By underhand corrupted foul injustice;

101 Richin. All for our vantage. Then, in God's If that your moody discontented souls

name march: Do through the clouds behold this present hour,

True hope is swift, and fies with swallow's wings; Even for revenge mock my destruction !-

Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. This is All-Souls' day, fellows, is it not?

[Exeunt. Sher. It is, my lord.


SCENE III. Buck, Why, then All-Souls' day is my body's

Bosworth Field. This is the day, which, in king Edward's time, | \Enter King Richard in arms, with the Duke of I wish'd might fall on me, when I was found

Norfolk, Earl of Surrey, und others. False to his children, or his wife's allies :

K. Rich. Here pitch our tent, even here in BosThis is the day, wherein I wish'd to fall

Worth Field.-
By the false faith of him whom most I trusted ; | My lord of Surrey, why look you so sad ?
This, this All-Souls' day to my fearful soul,

Surr. My heart is ten times lighter than my Is the determin'd respite of my wrongs.

K. Rich. My lord of Norfolk,

[looks. That high All-seer whom I dally'd with,

Nor. Here, most gracious liege. Hath turn'd my feigned prayer on iny head, K. Rich. Norfolk, we must have knocks; Ha!' And given in earnest what I begg'd in jest.

must we not?

[lord. Thus doth he force the swords of wicked men Nor. We must both give and take, my loving To turn their own points on their masters' bosoms: K. Rich. Up with my tent: Here will I lie to Thus Margaret's curse falls heavy on my neck,


[that.--. When he, quoth she, shall split thy heart with sor

P But where, to-morrow?-Well, all's one for Remember Margaret was a prophetess.-' [row, Who hath descry'd the number of the traitors? Come, sirs, convey me to the block of shame; Nor. Six or seven thousand is their utmost power. Wrong hath butwrong, and blamethe due of blame. K. Rich. Why,our battalia trebles that account: [Excunt Buckingham, dc. 2. Besides, the king's name is a tower of strength,

P]Which they upon the adverse faction want. — SCENE II.

Up with the tent.--Come, noble gentlemen, Tamworlk, ontlieborders of Leicestershire. A camp. Let us survey the vantage of the ground; Enter Henry Earl of Richmond, Earl of Oxford, Șir James Blunt, Sir Walter Herbert, and|4016

Let's want no discipline, make no delay; others, with'drum and colours. .

ar * For, lords, to-morrow is a busy day. [Exeunt. Richm. Fellows in arms, and my most loving Enter, on the other side of the field, Richmond, Sir Bruis'd underneath the yoke of tyranny, [friends, William Brandon, Oxford, Dorset, &c. Thus far into the bowels of the land

Richm. The weary sun hath made a golden set, Have we march'd on without impediment; 145]And, by the bright track of his fiery car, And here receive we from our father Stanley Gives token of a goodly day to-morrow. Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.

Sir William Brandon, you shall bear my standard.-The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar, Give me some ink and paper in my tent; That spoil'd your summer fields, and fruitful vines, I'll draw the form and model of our battle, Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his 50 Limit each leader to his several charge, . . : trough

And part in just proportion our small power. In your embowell'd 'bosoms,—this foul swine My lord of Oxford, --you, Sir William Brandon, Lies now even in the centre of this isle,

And you, Sir Walter Herbert, stay with me:-Near to the town of Leicester, as we learn: The earl of Pembroke keeps his regiment; From Tamworth thither, is but one day's march.55 Good captain Blunt, bear my good night to him,

" The reason why the duke of Buckingham solicited an interview with the king, is explained in K. Henry VIII. Att I. ? i. e. the time to which the punishment of his wrongs was respited Wrongs here means wrongs done, or injurious practices. i. e. ripped up. i i. e. true judge. ment; tried military skill.


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