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[By William Shakespeare.] 
 1597 
 
 This reproduction of the first quarto of Shakespeare's play is 
 from a facsimile of the only perfect copy in private hands, which, 
 however, is not at present accessible (see the Introduction to the 
 forthcoming Bibliographical Index to The Tudor Facsimile Texts). 
 
 The B.M. copy of the 1597 quarto wants signatures C and D ; 
 the Bodley copy is also imperfect. The B.M. 1598 quarto also lacks 
 the title (supplied in facsimile) : its copies of other editions — 1602, 
 1612, 1622 and 1634 — are complete. 
 
 The original facsimile was made (and beautifully done) by 
 the late Mr. Ashbee some forty years ago ; fifty copies only were 
 printed, of which nineteen were destroyed. Copies are very scarce 
 indeed. 
 
 This, therefore, seemed the most satisfactory way of filling the 
 present gap in first-hand material for a comparative study of 
 some of the so-called "Foundation" plays. 
 
 JOHN S. FARMER. 
 
THE TRAGEDY OF 
 
 King Richard the third. 
 
 Containing, 
 His treacherous Plots againfthis brother Clarence; 
 the pittiefull murther of his iunoccnt nephew es : 
 his tyrannical! vfurpation : with the whole courfc 
 ofhisdcteftedlifcj and moftdefcrucd death. 
 
 AsithathbeenelatclyAdedbyths 
 
 Right honourable the Lord Charabcr- 
 lainchisferuants. 
 
 AT LONDON 
 Printed by Valentine Sims, for Andrew Wife, 
 dwelling in Pauks Chuch-yard , at the 
 SigneoftbcAngeil. 
 M^7. 
 
Ifiter Richard Duke ffGlecefierJolus, 
 
 IOw is the winter of ourdifcontcnt. 
 Made glorious fummcr by this fonnc of Yorke: 
 And all the cioudcj that lowrd vpon our houfc. 
 In the dccpc bofomc of the Ocean buried. 
 Now arc our browes bound with vi<3:oricus wreathes, 
 Our bruifcd armes hung vp for monuments, 
 Our ftemc alarmcs change! to merry meetings. 
 Our drcadfull marches to delightful! meafures. 
 Grim-vifagdc warre^hath fmoothdc his wrinkled fi:ont, 
 And now in ftecd or mounting barbed ftecdes, 
 To fright the foulcs of fearefuil aduerfarics. 
 He capers mmbly in a Ladies chamber, 
 Tothc lafciuiouspleafingofaloue. 
 But I that am not fhapte for fportiuc tricked. 
 No r mad c to court an amorous look mg glaflfcj 
 I tliat am rudely ftamptand want loues maiefty, 
 Toftrut beforca wanton amblmg Nymph: 
 I that am curtaild of this fairc proportion. 
 Cheated of feature by diflcmblmg nature, 
 DeformdjVnfinifht, fcnt before my time 
 Into this breathing world fcarce halfe made vp? 
 And that fb lamely and vnfa/liionabic. 
 That dogs barkeat me aslhalt by them: 
 Why I in this weake piping time of peace 
 Hauc HO delight Co pafTe away tJie time, 
 Vnlefle to fpjc my fbadow m the funne, 
 And dcfcanconmineownc deformity: 
 And therefore fincc I cannot prooue a louer 
 To cntcrtainc thcfe fairc wcllfpokendaics. 
 
 A3 I am 
 
7h( TrAgedji 
 
 I jm determined to proouc a villainc, 
 
 And bate the idle picafurcs of tliefe daiest 
 
 Plots haue I laid induv^ious dangerous, 
 
 By drunken ProphcfieSj libels and dreamcs> 
 
 To-fct my brother Clarence and the King 
 
 In deadly hate the one againft the other. 
 
 And if King Edward be as true and iufl:, 
 
 As 1 am fubtile, falfc, and trechcrous: 
 
 This day Oiould Clarence clofcly be mewed vp, 
 
 Abouta Prophecy which faicsthatG. 
 
 Ot Edwards hei res the murthcrcrs ffiall be, 
 
 Diue thoug+itsdowne to my foule, €nter CUfcnce with 
 
 Hecre Clarence comes, d^ardofmtn, 
 
 Biothcr^good dayc5,wnatmcancsthi$ armed gard 
 
 That waites vpon your grace? 
 
 CUr. His Maiefly tendering my pcrfons fafcty hath ap» 
 
 f o ntcd 
 Thisconduftto conuay me fo tl*e towcfi 
 
 Glo. VponwhatcaufeJ 
 
 CU. Becaufe my name is George. 
 
 Glo, Alackemy Lord that fault is none of yours, 
 He fliould for that commit your Godfathers: 
 O belike his Maie rty bath Tome intent 
 Thatyc u flialbcnew chriftcned in the Tower. 
 But vvhats the matter Clarence mayTknow? 
 
 CU. Yea Richard when I know ; for I protcft 
 As yet I doc not, but as I can learne. 
 He barkens after Prophecies and drcamcs,. 
 And from the croffc>-rowc pluckes the letter G: 
 And iaies a wifard told him that by G, 
 His iHTuc difinhri itcd fiiould be. 
 And for my namcof George beginswith G, 
 Itfoliowes in his thought that I am he. 
 Tliefe as I learnc and fuch like toiesas thefc, 
 Haue mowed hishighnes to commit me now. 
 
 Glo, Why this it is when men arc rulde by vyometJj. 
 Tis not the King that fends you to the tower, 
 My Lady Gray his wife- Clarence tis fhc. 
 
 That 
 
tfBuhard the third. 
 
 That tempers him to this extremity, 
 
 Was it not fbe and that good man of wor/hippe 
 
 Anthony Wooduile her brother there. 
 
 That made him fend Lord Haftmgs to the tower» 
 
 prom whence this prefcnt day he is dehuered? 
 
 Wc arc not fafe Clarcnce.wc arc not fafc. 
 
 CU. By hcauenlthinUc thercisnoraaniifecurde* 
 ButtheQiieencs kindred Jand night-walking Herald5>- 
 That trudge betwixt the King and Miftrefle Shore, 
 Heard yc not what an humble fuppliant 
 Lord Haftingswasto hcrforhisdeliuery, 
 
 C/#. Humbly complaining to her deity, 
 Got my Lord Cbambcrlainc nis liberty. 
 Iletellyou whati Ithinkcitisoitrwavr 
 If we will kccpc in fauour with the King» 
 To b« her men aidwcare herliuety. 
 Theiealcujorewornc widdowand herfelfc. 
 Since that our brother dubd them gentle wo"nncn, 
 Ave mighty gofsips in this monarchy. 
 
 Bro. I beff cch your Graces both to pardon me: 
 His Maiefty hath ftrcighriy giucn incharge, 
 That no roan (hall haue priuatc conference* 
 Of what degree foeuer with his brother. 
 
 Glo. Eucn fo and plcafe your worftiip Brokenbury, 
 Yo« may pe rtake of any thing we fay: 
 We fpcake no treafon man, we fay the King 
 Is wife and vextuous , and his noble Queene 
 Well flrokc in yeres. faire and not iealou?. 
 We {ay that Shores wife hath a prcty footc, 
 A cherry lippe, a bonny etc. a pafling plcafing tongue: 
 And that the Quccncs kindred arc made gcritlefolks. 
 How fay you firj can you deny all thu? 
 Fro. With this (my Lord): my fclfc haue nought to do. 
 Glo, Naught to do with MtflrisShorejItell thee fellow. 
 He that Joth naught with her, excepting one 
 Were befV he doe it fecretly alone. 
 
 Bro. I befeech your Grace to pardon mej and withal for- 
 
 Your conference with thenoble Duke. (beai-e 
 
 ' ' Ai We 
 
TheTraifdy 
 
 CU. We know thy charge Brokenbury and will obey, 
 Glo. We are the Queencs abiefts and mu ft obey, 
 Brothcrfarcwell,! will vnto the King, 
 And whatfoeuer you will imploy mc in, 
 Were It to call King Edwa rds widdow fiftcr, 
 1 will pciformc it to cnfiranchifc you, 
 Mcanc time this deepe dilgracc in brotherhood. 
 Touches me deeper then you can imagine. 
 CU. I know it pleafcth ndithcr ofvs well: 
 Glo, WcUjyour imprifbnmcnt fhall not be 1 ong, 
 1 will dcliucr you or lie for you, 
 Mcane time haue patience. 
 CU. I muft perforce; farewell, 'ExitCUr. 
 Glo. Go treadc the path that thou (halt ncre rcturnc. 
 Simple plaine Clarence I docloue thee fo^ 
 That I will fliortly fend thy foulc to htauen. 
 If heauen will take the prefcnt at our hands: 
 But who comes here the new deliucred haftings? 
 
 EnttfLordH^JIin^s,- 
 Hdji. Good timeof day vnto my gratious Lord: 
 gIo. As much vnto my good Lord Chambcrlaine: 
 Well arc you welcome to the open aire, 
 How hath your LordfhipbrooKtimpriibnment? 
 
 Hdfl. With patience (noble Lord)aspti{bnersmuft: 
 Butl fliall Hue my Lord to giuc them thankes 
 That were the cauft of my imprifonmcnt. 
 
 Glo. No doubt,no doubt, and fo flial Clarence too, 
 For they that were your enemies arc his. 
 And haue preuaild as much on hiraas yoa. 
 
 Ha/?. More pitty that the Eagle ftiould be mcwcd. 
 While keihts andbu(rards prey atlibcrty. 
 Glo. What newes abroad? 
 Hitf}. No ncwes fo bad abroad as this at home: 
 The King is ficklyjwcake and melancholy. 
 And his Phifitions fearc him mightily, 
 
 G/o. Now by Saint Paul this ncwes is bad indccdcj 
 Oh he hath kcptan cuill diet l«ng. 
 And oacrmucn coRfumcd Iiis rovall pcrfon, 
 
 Tis 
 
pfRichdrd phe third. 
 
 Tis very gricuous to be thou2,ht vpore 
 What IS he in his bed ? 
 E*fl. He is. 
 Glo, Go you before and I will follow you» Exit Kali, 
 
 He cannot liuc 1 hope, and muft not die. 
 
 Till George be packt with poll: horfc vp to heaaen. 
 
 lie in to vrge his hatred more to Clarence, 
 
 With lies well ftecld with weighty argumcntj, 
 
 And if I fail e not in my deepe intent, 
 
 Clarence hath not an other day to liuc 
 
 Which done, God take King Edward to his mere; 
 
 And If auc the world for me to buffell in, 
 
 Forthcn lie marry Warv/icks yongeft daughter : 
 
 what though I kild her husband and hei father, 
 
 Theieadicuwayto make the wench amends. 
 
 Is to become her husband and her ft ther: 
 
 The which willl , not all (b much for loue. 
 
 As for another fecret clofe intent, 
 
 By marrying herwhieh I miift reach vnto . 
 
 Butyetl run before my horfe to market: 
 Clarence ftill breathcs,Edward ftilJ liuejand raignes, 
 when they arc gone then moft i count my gaines, l.xit. 
 Enttr Lady sAnnt "Vlith the henrfe ofH^rrj the 6. 
 Lady ^n. Set downe fet downe your honourableJ 
 If honor may be fhrowded Jira hearfe, 
 Whilft I a while obfcquioufly lament 
 Thevntimelyfallofvcrtuous Lancaften 
 Pooie kei-cold figure of a holy King, 
 Pale afhes of the houfc of Lancafter, 
 Thou bloudlcfle vcranaot of that royall bloud. 
 Be it lawfoll that Tinuocatc thy ghort. 
 To hearc the lamentations of poorc Anne, 
 Wife to thy Ed ward^to thy flaughtcred fonnc, 
 Stabd by the felfefame hands that niadethcfc holes,, 
 Lo in thofe windowcs that let foorth thy life, 
 1 powrethchclplcflebaloje of my poore eies, 
 Curft be the hand that made thcfe &tall holes, 
 
 Curft be the heart that hadthe hcaitto docLrt^ 
 
 Mort, 
 
The Tragedy 
 
 More dircFull hap betide that hated wretch, 
 That makes vs wretched by the death of thee: 
 Tharilcanwifhtoadders, fpidcrs, toadcs, 
 Or any creeping veHomde thing that liucs. 
 If eu£r he hauc child abortiuc be it, 
 Prodigious and vntimcly brought to Ught: 
 Whofe vglyand vnnaturall afpcdt, 
 May fright the hopefull mother at the view. 
 If cucr he hauc wife, let her be made 
 As miferable by the death of him. 
 A?! am made by my poore Lord and thee. 
 Come now towards Cheitfcy with your holy loade. 
 Taken from Paules to be interred there; 
 And ftill as you are weary oftTie waight, 
 Reft you whiles I lament King Henries corfe. 
 
 'EnttrGlocelier. 
 Clo, Stav, you that bcarc the corfe and fc t it dowwc. 
 Ld. Wnatblackc magitian coniures vp this fiend. 
 To (lop deuoted charitable deedes, 
 
 C^. Villainc fet downe the corfe, or by S.Paulc* 
 He make a corfe of him that difobeieSo 
 GiHt. My Lord, (land backeand let the coffin palTe. 
 Glo. Vnmanerd dog.fland thou when I command) 
 Aduanccthy halbcrt higher than my^brefl-. 
 Or by Saint Paul Ileflrike theetomyloote, 
 And fpume vpon thee begger forthy boldnes. 
 
 Ld. Whatdoeyou tremble»are you all afraid f 
 Alas, I blame you not, for you arc mortalL 
 And mortall eies cannot endure the diucll. 
 Auauntthou dreadfull minjfterof hell, 
 Thou had (t but pow cr ouer his mortall body, 
 His foul e thou canft not hauc, therefore be gone. 
 <7/(». Swcete Saint,fbr Charity be not fo curft. 
 Lit. Foulc DiuelU for Gods fake hence & trouble vi not. 
 For thou haftroade the happy earth thy hell: 
 Fild it withcurfing cries and dcepe cxclaimes. 
 If thou delight to view thy hainoui dcedc5, 
 Behold thit patterne of thy butcheries. 
 
 Oh 
 
pf Richard the third. 
 
 Oh gentlemen fee, fee dead Henries wound cs, 
 
 Open their congeald mouthcs and bleede afrcfTi, 
 
 BluiTiblulli thou lumpe offoulc deformity, 
 
 For tis thy prcfence that exhales this bloud, 
 
 From cold and empty vcmes where no bloud d vvclh. 
 
 Thy deed inhumane and vnnaturall, 
 
 Prouokes this deluge moft vnnaturall. 
 
 Oh God which this bloud madeft.reuengc his death. 
 
 Oh earth which this bloud drinkftj rcuengc hisdcath: 
 
 Either heauen with lightning flrikc the murthercr dead. 
 
 Or earth gape open wide and eatc himquJclce. 
 
 As thou docrt fwallow vp this good Kings bloud, 
 
 Which his hcU-goucrndarmenath butchered. 
 
 G/o. Lady youknownorulcj ofcharity> 
 Which renders good for badjblcfsings for curfes. 
 
 Lddy Villaine thou knowcfl no law of God nor mant 
 Nobeaftfofiercebut knowesfomctouchofpitty. 
 
 G/o. But I know none, and therefore am no beaft. 
 
 Lady Ohwonderfull when Diuels tell the troth, 
 
 G/o, More wonderfull when Angels arc fo angiy 
 Voufftfe dcuinc pcrfe<flion of a woman. 
 Of thefe fujopofcdeuils to giue me leauc, 
 By circumftance but to acquire my felfe. 
 
 La. Vouchfafe dcfiifed inici^ion ofa man, 
 For thefe knownceuilsbuttogiuemelcaue, 
 By circumftance to curfe thy curfed (clfe. 
 
 G/o. Fairer then tongue can name thee, let me hauc 
 Some patient leifiirc to cxcufc my felfe, 
 
 •t"*. Fouler then heart an thinkc thee thou canft rr akc 
 No excufe currant but to hang thy felfe. 
 
 C^. Byfuchdefpairel Qiouldaccufc my felfe. 
 
 Lttd. And by defpairing fhouldfl: thou ftand excufdc. 
 For doing worthy vengeance on thy felfe, 
 Which didflvnworthy flaughter vpon others, 
 
 Glo. Say that I flew them not. 
 
 L4. why then they arc not dead, 
 Butdcad thcyarcjand diuelifli llaueby thee, 
 
 G/o. I did not kill your husband. 
 
 B l4 
 
Th€ Tragedy 
 
 La. Why thcnlicisaliue. 
 Gle. Nay.hc is dead.and flaincbv Edwards hand. 
 La. In thy foule throat thou]ic{T,Qnecnc Margarctfaw 
 Thybloudy ftulchion fmoking inhisbIoud» 
 The which thou once didft hcndagainft hcrbrcft. 
 But that chy brothers beat afide the point. 
 
 gIo. I was prouokcd by her flaundcrous tongues 
 "Which laid their guilt vpon my gniltlcfTcfliouTdcrj. 
 
 La,, Thou wait prouokcd by thy bloudy minde* 
 Which neiicr dreamt on ought but butcheries, 
 Didfi: tliou not kill tbisKmg. Glo. Igfjntyea. 
 
 La. Docft grant me hedghoggc then god grant mc too 
 Thou maieft be damnd for tnatwickcd decdc. 
 Oh he was ger,tlc,mildc» and vcrtuous. 
 
 do. Tb e fi tter for the King of Hcaucn that hath him. 
 
 La. He is in hcauen where thou fhaltneucrcoirie. 
 
 Glo. Let him thanke mc thatholpe tofcndhim thither, 
 For hcwasfittcrforthatplacc thcncarth. 
 
 La, And thou vnfit'for any place but hell. 
 
 c/o. Yes one place els ifyou will hearc mc natne it.; 
 
 I.*. Some dungeon, do. Your bedchamber. 
 
 La,, III reft betide the chamber where thou licft. 
 
 g/«. So will it Madame till I he withyoUf 
 
 La. Ihopcfo. 
 
 do. Iknowfo,butgcntlc Lady Anne, 
 To leaMethitkecn incounterof our wits, 
 And fall fomc what into a flower methode; 
 Is not the caufcr of the tiroeles deaths. 
 Of thefe Piantaeenets Henry and EdwarJ, 
 Asblamcfull as the executioner. 
 
 La. Thou art the caufeasidmoftacLurfV effect. 
 
 (jb I Tour beauty was the caufc of thaf cfFe^,^ 
 Your beauty vrhich did haunfme in my fiecpcs 
 To 'vndcrtake the death ofall the world 
 So I might reft one houre in your (vvecifc bofbrncs 
 
 Xrf. If 1 thought that ItcU thee horakide, 
 Thefe Daiics fliould rend that beauty f»om my cheekes. 
 
 c/a. Th?f? ties could neucrjndure fyTectbcaaticswrackj 
 
$fRkh/trd the third. 
 
 You (liouHnotblemifii them ifl ftoodbyj 
 As all the world is cheered by the fonnc. 
 So I by that, it is my day , my life. 
 
 La. Blackc night oucrfliadc thy day,and death thy life' 
 
 G/#. Curfc notthy ftlfc fairc creature, thou attbotk. 
 
 La.. I would I were to be rcucngcd on thee, 
 
 g/o. It is a quarrcll moft vnnaturall, 
 Tobercuengdonhim that loueth yau. 
 
 La. It is a quarrel! iuft and reafonablc? 
 To be reuongd on hire) that flew my husband. 
 
 g/o. He that berdtthcc Lady of thy hasbandy 
 Did it to hclpc thee to a better husband. 
 
 Lt. His better doth not breath vpon the earth. 
 
 g/o. Go to, he hues that loucs you better then he could. 
 
 Lt.. Name him. do. Plantagcnet. 
 
 La. Why that was hee. 
 
 C/o. The fclfefame name but one of better nature. 
 
 La. Where is he. iheef^ittithathim. 
 
 da. Hccrc. 
 Why docft thou fpitte at me. 
 
 La. Would It were mortal! poifon for thy fake. 
 
 O'/o. Neucr came poifon from fpfwccte a place. 
 
 Iji. Neucr hung poifbn on a fouler toade. 
 Out ofmy fight thou doeft infedmycies. 
 
 Glo. Thine cies fwecte Lady haue infc£tcd mine. 
 
 L«. Would they were bafihskcs to (Irilce thee dead. 
 
 do. I would they were that! might die at once, 
 For now they kill me with a liuing death: 
 Tbofc cies ofthine from mine haue diawen fait tcares, 
 Shamd their afped with {lore oFchildiCi drops: 
 IneHcrfuedtofriendnorenemy, 
 My tongue could neucr leamefwccte foothing words: 
 But now thy beauty is propofdc my fee; 
 JMy proud heart fues and prompts my tongue to (peakc, 
 Teach not thy lips fuch fcornc, foi they were made 
 For kiffing Uidy not for fuch contempt- 
 If thy reucngcfull heart cannot forgluc, 
 Lohcrc ricnd thcc this fharpc pointed fwoid: 
 
 B 2 Which 
 
The TfAoedy 
 
 Whicliifthnupleafctohidciri this true bofome, 
 
 And let the foule forth that adorcth thee: 
 
 Ila'e It naked to the dcadlv flroke. 
 
 And humbly bcgthc death vponmyknct 
 
 Nay, doe notpawfc, twaslthatkild your husband. 
 
 But tw as thy beauty that prouokcd mc: 
 
 Nay now difpatch twas Ithat kildKing Hcnrjr: 
 
 Buttwas thy hcaucnly face that fet mcon: HerttJiektsftU 
 
 Take vp the (word agamc or take vp me. thefnord. 
 
 La, Arifediflemblcrjthough Iwiihthy death. 
 I will not be the executioner. 
 
 G/o, T hen bid mc kill my fclfcj and I will doe it; 
 
 la. Ihauc already. 
 
 G/o. Tuft that was in thy rage: 
 Speakc it againe,and cuen with the word. 
 That hand which for thy lone did kill thyloue, 
 Shall for thy loue,k)Uafarre truer louc; 
 To both their deaths fhalt thou be acccOary. 
 
 Li, I wcmld I knew thy heart. 
 
 g/o. Tis figured in my toneuc, 
 
 Lu. Ifearemeboch sxefalle. 
 
 g/o. Thcnneuer was man true, 
 
 L4. Wcllj well, put vp your fword. 
 
 g/o. Say then my peace is made. 
 
 La. That ^allyou know hereafter. 
 
 g/o. But fhall I liue in hope. 
 
 La. AUmenI hope hue fo. 
 
 g/o. Voutfafc to wcarc this ring. 
 
 La. To take is not to giue. 
 
 g/o. Lookc how this ring incompafTcth thy ffnger, 
 Eucn fo thy breaft inclofeth my poore heart. 
 Wcare both of them for b«th of them arc thine, 
 And if thy poore dcuotcdfuppliant may 
 But begone fiiuour at thy gratioiis hand, 
 Thou docftconfirmchijhappinci for cncr. 
 
 L4. What is it? 
 
 g/o. That itwouldpkafe thee leauc thcfcfaddcfigncs,' 
 To him that hath more caufe to be a mourner, 
 
 And 
 
of Richard thi third. 
 
 And prefcntly repairc to Crosbic place, 
 Whereafter I hauefolcmnly interred 
 At Cherthc mona fiery this noblcKing, 
 And wet hi! graue with m v repentant tearcs, 
 I will with all expedient dutic fee you; 
 For dluers vnknowne rcafons, 1 bcfcech you 
 Grant mc this boone. 
 
 L*. Wi thai! my heart, aniil much it ioicsmctoo, 
 To fee you are become To pen itent: 
 Trefsill and Barkley gc along with mc. 
 g/o, Bid mt fiirewcll 
 Z<». Tis more then you dcferjcj 
 But fine c you teach me how to flatter you,. 
 Imagine I haue faidftrcweil already. Lxit. 
 
 GiD. Sintakevp thecorfc. 
 Ser. Towards Chertfic noble Lord, 
 g/o. No>to white Friers there attend my comming. 
 Was cuer woman in this humor weed. Exeunt. m*nttGt 
 Was cucr woman in this humor wonnc: 
 Be haue her, but I will not kecpe her long. 
 What 1 that kild her husband and his father, 
 To tike her inhcr hearts extrcameft hate: 
 With curfcs in her mouth > tearcs in her eict. 
 The bleeding witneflc of her hatred by • 
 Hauing GoOjhcr confciencc, and thc(e bar? againft nu: 
 Andlnothingto backcmyfui teat all, 
 But the plaine Diuell and difTcm^bling lookej , 
 And yettowinhcrati the world to nothing. Hah 
 Hachfhc forgot already that braucPrincc 
 Edvvsrd.her Lord whom I foracthree months fincc, 
 Stabd in my angry raoodc atTewxbery, 
 A fweeter and a louclicr gentleman, 
 Framd in the prodigality of nature: 
 Young, valiant, wile, and no doubt right royall, 
 ThcfpaciousworldcannotagaineafFoord; 
 And will fhe yet dcbafchercyesonmc 
 Thatcropt the golden prime of this fwcctc Pnnctj 
 And made her widdorvto a vvofullbcd, 
 
 B 5 On 
 
Thetrsiedy 
 
 On me whofe all not equals Edwards molty,' 
 On me that halt, and am vnfliapen thiu. 
 My Dukcdomc tb a beggcrly denier- 
 1 doc miftake my pcrfi>n all this while. 
 Vpon my life flhc findcs, although IcannoC 
 My fclfc) to be a mcrueilous proper man. 
 lie be at charges for a looking glaffc, 
 And entertainc feme fcorc or two of taylcts, 
 To ftudy faHiionj to adornc my bodv. 
 Since lam crept in feuour with my ftlfir, 
 1 will maintainc it with (bmc little coft: 
 Butfirft He turneyonftllow inhisgraue. 
 And then rcturne lamenting to my loue. 
 Shine out faire funnc till Ihauc bought a glaiTc, 
 That I may fee my fhadow as I paffe. exit. 
 Intervene, Lordl{i»ert, Gray. 
 BJ. Haue patience Madame, there* no doubt his Maie- 
 Wi ll foonc rccoucr hb accaC^omed health. (fli^ 
 
 Gray Inthatyoubrook€it,illitmake»him worfc» 
 Therefore for Gods fake cntcrtaine good comfbr^ 
 And checrchisgrace quick and mery words* 
 QH^ If he were dead what would betide of me. 
 J{y, No other harme but lofleof £uch a Lord. 
 Q«^ The loffc offuch a Lord includes all harme. 
 Gr. The heaucns haue bicft you with a goodly Count, 
 Tobc ypur comforter when he is gone. 
 Q«,. Oh heisyoung, and his minority 
 Isputvntothctruft <rfRich. Gloccncn 
 Aman that loucsnotmenornoncofyou. 
 EJ. Isit concluded he fliall be protcftor? 
 Qffj It isdeteiminde,not concluded ycr. 
 But fo it muft be if the King mifcarry. (En«r Buck^ t)4riy 
 Gr. Hcrecomcthe Lords of Buckingham and Darby. 
 Jw^ Good time of day vntoyourroyall grace. 
 D*r. God make your Maiefty ioyfoll asyou haue been. 
 Qiij TheCountdOTe Richmondgood my Lo: of Darby* 
 To youi good praiers will fcatccly fay, Amen: 
 Yet Darby notwithftanding,{hccs your wife , 
 
fif Richird the third. 
 
 Andlouei not me , be you good Lo, affurdc 
 I hate not you for her proud arrogance. 
 
 D4r, Idoc bcfeech you cither not bclccue 
 The cnuious (launders of hcrfalfc accufcrs, 
 Onffliebcaccufde in true report, 
 Bcarc with her weakerves which I thinkc proccedes 
 Fromwaywatd (ickneffejandno grounded malice. 
 Ky. SawyouthcKingtoday, myLo: ofDarbyJ 
 S^r. But now the Duke of Buckingham and 1 
 CaracfromvifitinghisMaicfty. 
 
 QM^ Withlikclinooddf hisatficndmcnt Lords? 
 
 Buc. Madame good hopcj his Grace fpeakes cheerful ly, 
 
 jPtf. God grant him healthy did you confer with hsm. 
 
 Sue. Madame we did; He^dcfircs to make attoncmcnt 
 Betwixt the Duke ofGloceftcr and your brothers. 
 And betwxt them and my Lord chambe^lain^, 
 And f?nt to warnc them to his royal! pxercBcc. 
 
 Qtf^ Would all were wcli, but that will ncuer be. 
 I feate our happines is ac the highcft. "Enter Glocef^tv. 
 
 Gh. They doc mc wrong and I will not endure it, 
 Who arc they that complaincsvnto thcKing, 
 That I forfooth am (leriKand loite them not: 
 By holy Paul they loue his grace bur lightly, 
 That nil his cares with fuch difcentious ramom? 
 Becaufe 1 cannot &&tKt and Jpeakcfiiirc, 
 Smile in roensfiscss;, hnoothe,dcccuje and cog» 
 Duckewithfrench nods andapsflicoursefie, 
 I muft be held a rankcsouscnimy. 
 Cannot a plains fflan Hue and thiinke no harme, 
 But fchui hisHmple truth muO beabufdsi. 
 By lilken Jlic isifinuating iackcsf 
 
 By- To whom in nil this p'refencc (pcakes your Grace? 
 
 gIo. To thee that haft nor honcfiy nor gfacCj 
 When haue liniutcd chce , when done tbec wrongi. 
 Orthee orthee Oj-any ofyourfa^lion; 
 A plague vponyouaU. His rovail perfoa 
 (Whom God prefcTue better then you would mlh) 
 CasHiot be <]uis£ fcarcc a bieaihing while., 
 
 Bat 
 
jhe Tragedy 
 
 But you muft trouble him with lewd complaints. 
 
 ^, Brother of Gloccfter^yoHmiftake the matter: 
 The King of his ownc royall difpofitionj 
 And not prouokt by any fuitcr clfc, 
 Ayming, bcIikc at your mteriour hatred, 
 Which in your outward actions /liewcs it fclfe, 
 Agatnft my kindred, brothenand my fclfc: 
 Makes him to fend that thereby he may gather 
 Theground ofyourill will and to rcmoucic. 
 
 Glo. I cannot tell, the world is growcn fo bad 
 That wrens make pray .where Eagles dare not pearch. 
 Since euery lacke became a Gentleman: 
 T hcres many a gentle perfon made a lacke. 
 QM. Come come , we know your meaning brother GI. 
 
 You enuy ray adiiancement and my friends, 
 
 God graunt we neuer may hauc neede of you, 
 Ck. Meane time God grants that we haue riecde of you^ 
 
 Our brother is imprifonedbyyour meanesj 
 
 My (eifedifgract^and the hobiliry 
 
 Held in contempt, whiKVraany faire promotions. 
 
 Are daily giuen to enoble tho(e 
 
 Thatfcarcc fbmetwo daies fince were worth a noblr, 
 Q«. By him that raifde me to this catefull height,' 
 
 From ihatconteoted hap which 1 enioyd,] 
 
 I neuer did incenfe his Maiefty 
 
 AgainfV the Duke of Clarence: but haue bcenc. 
 
 An earneft aduocateto pleade for him. 
 
 My Lord youdoe roe fhamefull injury, 
 
 Falfely to draw me in thefe vilefufpe<ffe. 
 Glo. You may deny that you were not the caufe. 
 
 Of my Lord Haf^ingslat^imprifonment. 
 2b«. ShemayxnyLord. 
 Gio. She mayLo:Ryucrs, why who knowes not fb? 
 
 She may doe more Sir then denyiogthatJ 
 
 She may hclpcycu to many fairc preferments. 
 
 And then deny her ayding hand therein. 
 
 And lay thofe hotiours on your high defcrts. 
 
 What m-y (he notjflie may,yea many may flic. 
 
tfltkhdfd the third. 
 
 Sfyt Whatnwiy may flic. 
 
 Oio. -What mary may fhcj, many with aKing^ 
 A batchdor, a handfome tripling too. 
 Iwis your Granaam had a worfer match. 
 
 QUf My Lc: of Gloccftcr,! haue too long borne 
 Your blunt vpbraidingsand your bitter fcoffcs, 
 By heaucn I will acquaint his Maicfty 
 With thofe grofe taunts I often hauc endured: 
 I had rather DC a countrcy fcniant raaidr 
 Then agreat Queenc with this condition* 
 To be thus taunted, fcorned,and baitdd at: TnterQUj 
 Stnaii Joy hauc 1 in being Enelands Queenc. MAr^aret, 
 
 Qu.MAr, And Icfncd be that fmal, God I bcfecch theci 
 Thyhonour, ftatc, andfeateisdue tome- 
 
 Git. What?threatyoU me with telling ofthe King, 
 Tell him and fpare not, lookc what I haue faid ,1 
 I will auouch in prcfcncc ofthe King: / 
 Tis time to ^eakc, my pames arc quite forgot. 
 
 Qu. M4r, Out diuell I remember them too well. 
 Thou fleweft my husband Henry in the tower, 
 AndEdward my poorc fonnc at Tcuxbery . 
 
 Gla, Ercyouwerc Queenc, ycaor your husband King. 
 I wa$a pacichorie in his great affaires* 
 A weeder out of hi&proud aduerfarics, 
 A liberall rcwarder of his friends: 
 To royalizc his bloud I fpilt mine o wnc. 
 
 QUj Mttr. Yea and much better bloud then his or thine. 
 
 Clo. In all which timeyouandyour husband Gray, 
 Were fa(ftiousfor the houfc ofLancaftcr: 
 And Ryuei's,fo were you, was not your husband 
 In Margarets battaile at Saint Albones flainc: 
 Let me put i n your mindes, if yours fb rget 
 What you hauc beene ere now, and what you are, 
 Withall.what Ihaue bccn,and what I am. 
 
 jQ«, M*. A murthcrous villaine. and lb ftill thou art. 
 
 Glo. Poorc Clarence d id forfake his father Warwicke, 
 Yea and fbrfwore himfclfe (which lefu pardon.) 
 
 QH^Mt. Which God rcucnge, 
 
 C Clo. 
 
TheTrAgedy 
 
 Olo, To figjht on Edwards party for the crovync, 
 And for his mcede poore Lo; he is mewed vppe: 
 I would toGodmy hcattwereflinelikeEdwiirds, 
 Or Edwards foft and pircifull like mine, 
 1 am too cbildifli.fool'ifhfor this world. 
 
 Qj^Wrf. Hie thee to hell for fliamc and Icauc the world 
 Thou Cacodcmon, there thy kingdomc is. 
 
 Fjy. My Lo: of Gtocefter in thofe bufie daie^ 
 Which here you vrgc to proucvs enemies, 
 We followed then ourLo: our lawfutl King, 
 So n-iould we you if you fhould be our King, 
 
 G/«. If I Hiouid be? I had rather be apedler, 
 Farrc be itfrom my heart the thought of k, 
 
 Q^, As littk icy my Lord as you fuppoic 
 You fhould enioy, were you this countries King, 
 As little loy may you (uppofe in me, 
 That I enioy being the Queenc thereof. 
 
 CiujM. A little icy enioics the Qneene thereof 
 ?ot 1 am ilie and altogether iaylene, 
 ] can no longer hold me patient: 
 Heave me you wrangling Pyrats that fall out. 
 In iliaringthat which you haue pild from me; ♦ 
 Which ofyou trembles not that lookcs on me? 
 Jfpot, that I being Qiicene you bow like (ubie^, 
 Yetthatby you <£po{cleyou quake like rebels: 
 O gcHtle vUlaine doe not tume away. 
 
 G!o. Foule wrinckled witch what makft thou in my fightJ 
 
 Qjvu. Butrepetition of what thou haCl matd, 
 That will!! make before I let thee go: 
 A husband and a (on thou owed to mej 
 And thou a kingdomc,all ofyou allcgeancej 
 The forrow that 1 haue by right i» yourit 
 And all the pleafiiresyou vfurpc are miac. 
 
 do. Tbecutfcmy noble father laid on thec) 
 "When thou didft- erownc his warlike browcs with papcr> 
 And with thy fcorne drcwft riuers from his eics,. 
 And then todriethcm eauft the Dukca clout, 
 Stccptin the faultlelTcbloud of pretty RutlandJ 
 
 His 
 
tfHf chard the third. 
 
 His curfo thcn'from bittcrnes offoule 
 Dcnounft,again{l thce,are all fallen vpon theff, 
 And GodjHot wCjhath plagdc thy bloudy decde. 
 fi Q«^ SoiuftisGodto right thcinnocent. 
 
 Hitji. O twas the foiileff dccdc to flaic that babe, 
 And the moft mercilcflc that cici- was heard of. 
 BJk. Tyrants thcrafelues wept when it was reported. 
 Dorf. No man but prophccicd reucngc for if. 
 Buck. Northumberland then prcfent wept to fee it. 
 Qg^' H, what? were you fnarlingall before I came, 
 Ready to catch each other by the throat, 
 And turnc you all your hatred now on me? 
 Did Yorkes dread curfcpreuaiiefo mucli with heauci. 
 That Hcnric3 death my louely Edwardsdeath, 
 Their kingdomcs loflTe.my wofull banifhmcnt, 
 Couldallbutanfwerc for that pecuilh brat? 
 Cnncurfes pierce the clouds and'cnterheauen? 
 Why then giue way dull doudcs to my quiclce curfes: 
 Ifnetjby war,by furfetdic your King, 
 As ours by murder io make him a K.lng. 
 Edward thy fbnnc which now isPrince of Wales, 
 For Edward my fbnnc which was Prince of Wales, 
 Die in his youth by like vntimcly violence. 
 Thy fclfea Queens, for me that was a Queencj 
 Outliuc thy glory like my wretclied fclfe: 
 Long maieft thou liue to waile thy childrcnslofle, 
 AnofeeanotherasI fee thee now 
 Decktin thy rights, as thou art ftald in mine: 
 Long die thy happy da icj before thy death. 
 And after many lengthened houresofgriefe* 
 Die neither mother,wife, nor EnglandsQiiccnc: 
 RiuersandDorfet you were ftandersby. 
 And fo waft thou Lo: Haftingswhcnmy fonne 
 Was ftabd with bloudy daggers, god I pray hira> 
 That none of you may hue your naturall age. 
 But by fome vnlookt accident cut off. 
 G!o. Hauc done thy charme thou hatefull withred hag. 
 QJW. Andlcaueout the flay dogfor thou fhalt hear roe 
 
 C 2 Excec- 
 
The Tragedy 
 
 If heaucn haue any grieuous plague in ftore, 
 Exceeding thofe that I an wifti vpon thee: 
 
 let them kecpe it till thy finncsbc ripci 
 And then hurlc downc their indignation 
 
 On thee the troublcr of the poorc worldipcacct 
 The worme ofconfcicncc ftill bcgnaw thy foule. 
 Thy friendsfufpcafor traitors while thou liueft, 
 And take deep: traiton for thy dearcft friends; 
 No flccpej dofe vp that deadly eye of thine, 
 Vnleffe it be whi left fomc tormenting dxeanac 
 AfFrie,hts thee with a hc'l of Vgly d:ucU. 
 
 1 houeluifli markt abortiuc vooling hog» 
 Thou that waft Icald in thy nariuity 
 The Haue of nature, and the fonnc of hell» 
 Thou {launder of thy mothcrsheauy wombe^ 
 Thou lothed ilTuc of thy fathers loynes. 
 Thou rag of honour^thou deCeftcd> &c. 
 
 Cia. Margaret. 
 
 qmM. Richard. Glo. Ha. 
 
 ilH.U. Icall thee not. 
 
 Gta, Thenlcriethee mercy > for I had thought 
 That thou hadll cald me all thefc bitter names. 
 
 Q*,M. "Why fo I did, but 'ookt foe no reply, 
 O Let roe make the period to my curfe. 
 
 g/o, Tis done by roe, and encis in Margaret. (felfe; ' 
 
 Q«<^ Thus haue you breathed your curfe againft your 
 
 ^.M. Poore painted Queenc,vaineflouri(h of my for- 
 Whyftrewflthoufugeron that bottled fpideti (tune 
 Whofe deadly web enfnareth thee about? 
 Foole foole, thou whetft a knife to kill thy felfe» 
 The rime vill come that thou {halt wi/Tiror me. 
 To heipe thee curfe that poifenous bunchbackt toade. 
 
 Hafl. Falfe boading woman,cnd thy frantike curfe, 
 Left to thy harmc thou moueourpaticnce. 
 
 Q^M. Foule niameVf>on you, you haue all moii'd mine, 
 
 J^/.Were you well fcru'd you would be taught your duty. 
 
 Qji. Toferuc me wcll,you all {hould doe me dutv. 
 Teach me to be yout Qnccac, and you my fubicfts: 
 
 . - - - Q 
 
#/ Richard the third. 
 
 O fefue me welli and teach your fclucj that duty. 
 Dorf Difputc not withhcrjftic islunatiquc. 
 Q^. Peace Maftcr Marques you arc malapert, 
 Ypur fire-new ftatnpe oi honour u fcarfc currant; 
 O that your young nobility could iudgc, 
 What twerc to looft it ancl be miicrablc: 
 They that ftand high haue many blaft to fhalce thctn. 
 And if they fall they dafli themfelucs to pieces. 
 do. Goodcountell mary , learncitlearncitMatques. 
 Ltr. It touchcth you my Lo: afmuch as me. 
 Glo. Yea and much more . but [ was borne Co higlij 
 Our aicry buUdtth in the Cedars top, 
 And dallies with the winde,and fcornes the (iinne. 
 
 Qu^M.. And tunes the fun to fhadc,alas alas, 
 Witnesmyfonjnow in the (hade of death, 
 WhofebrightoutfhiningbeamcSithy cloudy wrath 
 Hath in etcrnall darkenes foulded vp: 
 Your aicry buildcth in our aicricsncn-, 
 O Goddiatfecftit.docnotfuffcriu 
 As it was wonne withljloud, loft be it fo; 
 Bucks Haue done for fliame,ifnotfor charity. 
 Qtt^ M. Vrgc neither chanty nor fhame to me, 
 Vnchaintably with me haue you dealt> 
 And (hamefuUy by you my hopes areisucchcrd, 
 My charity is outrage, life my (hamc, 
 And in my fhame, Uill hue myforrowes rage. 
 Bucl^ Haue done. 
 
 Q^. O Princely Buckingham, I will kilTc thy hand 
 In fignc of league and amity with thee: 
 Now fairc befall thee and tny Princely houfc. 
 Thy 2,armentsarc not fpotted with ourbloud. 
 Nor thou withmthecompjflcofmy curfc. 
 
 Biic NorriQonehcre, forcurfesncuer pafTc 
 The lips ofthofcthat breath them inthcairc. 
 
 Q^, lie not beleeue but they afccnd the skie, 
 And there awake gods getitlcfleeping peace. 
 O Buckingham beware of yonder dog, 
 Lookc when hefawncs,he bites, and vvhcnhe bites, 
 
 C3 His 
 
The Tragedy 
 
 His venome tooth will rackle thcc to death, 
 Haue not to doc with him, beware of him: 
 Sinnc, death and hell , haue ftt their marlccs on him, 
 And all their minifters attend on him. 
 g/». What doth fhc fay my Lo: of Buckingham? 
 B«f^ Nothing that 1 rcfpefl my gratious Lord. 
 Q»^ M. Whatdoeftthoufcorncraefor mygcntlccoun- 
 And footh the diuc II that I warne thee from: ( fell, 
 
 Obut remember this another day, 
 when he fhallfplit thy very heart with forrow, 
 And fay poorc Margaret wasa prophetcflc: 
 Liuc each of you the fubiefts of his hate. 
 And he to youtjand all of you to Gods. Exit. 
 Hdji, My hairc doth ftand on end to heare her curfcs. 
 Byu. A nd fo doth mine, T wonder (hees at liberty. 
 gIo. I cannot blame her by gods holy mother, 
 She hath had too much wrone, and I repent 
 My part thereof- that I haue done. 
 Q^ Incuer did her any to my knowledge; 
 gIo. But you haue ail the vantage of this wrong. 
 Iwastoohoatto doc fome body good, 
 That is too cold in thinking orit now: 
 Marry as for Clarence he is well repaid, 
 Heisfranckt vp tofattingfor his paines, 
 God pardon them that are the caufeofit. 
 
 R>». A vertuousanda ChriftianUkeconclufion, 
 To pray for them that haue done fcathe t« vs. 
 
 do, SodocI eucr being well aduifBc, 
 Fcr had I curH, now 1 had curfl- my (elfr, 
 
 Catef, Madam his Maiefty doth call for you, 
 And for )<>ur Grace, and you my noble Lo: 
 Q«, Catcsby wc come, Lords will you go with vs. 
 Rj. Madamewcwillattendyourgrace. Exeunt m4n,Bj, 
 g/o. Idoe the wrongj And firfl began to braulc 
 The fecrct mifchiefes that I fet abroach, 
 Day vnto the gricuous charge of others: 
 Clarence whom I indeed haue laid indarkencs, 
 Idoebewcepetomany fimf-legulj: 
 
 Name- 
 
ef Hichani thet hird. 
 
 Namely to HaftmgSj Darby, Buckingham, 
 
 And (ay it is the C^eene and her allies. 
 
 That ftirre the King againfl the Duke my brother. 
 
 Now they bclceuctnejand withallvvhctme, 
 
 To be reucnged on Ryuers, Vaughan, Gray; 
 
 Butthen Ifigh.and witha piece of fcripture. 
 
 Tell them that God bids vs doe good for euill: 
 
 And thus I cloche my naked villany. 
 
 With old odde ends ftolne out of holy writ, 
 
 And feemea Saint when moO I play the Diuell: 
 
 Butfoft here come my executioners . Enter Exerutianert, 
 
 How now my hardy ftout refolucd mates^ 
 
 Are you now going to difpatchthis dccdc. 
 
 "Execu. We arc my I,ord, and come to hauc the warrant. 
 That vvc may be admitted where he is. 
 
 c/j. It was well thought vpon,I haue it here about mc. 
 When you haue done repaire to Cro*by place i 
 But firs.be Hidden in theexccution, 
 Withall. obdurate, doe not hcare himpleade,. 
 For Clarence is well rpokcn,and perhaps, 
 May,moue your harts to pitty ifyou marke him. 
 
 txec. Tufh feare not my Lo: we will not ftand to prate. 
 Talkers arc no good doers be aflured; 
 We come to vfe our hands,and not our tongues. 
 
 G/.Your eies drop milftoncs when fooles eiesdrop tears, 
 I like you lads, about your bufiiics. ExeMHt, 
 
 Enter Clarence^ 'Brokenl'Ufy. 
 Br»4; Why lookcs your grace fohcauilytoday? 
 CUr, Oh I haue pafl: a mifcrable night. 
 So full of vgly fights, of gaftly drcames, 
 Thataslamachriftianfaithfull man, 
 I would not ipend another fuch a nightj 
 Though twerc to buy a world of happy daies. 
 So full ofdifmall terror was the titHc, 
 Brek; What was your dreamc,Ilongtoheareyou tell it. 
 CU. Me thoughts I was irnbarkt for Burgundy, 
 And in ray company my brother Glocefler, 
 Who from my cabbinc tempted me to w;ilkc> 
 
 Vpon 
 
Vpontte hatches thence wc lookt toward England, 
 
 And cited vp athoufand fearefuU times. 
 
 During the wars oi Yorke and Lancatlcr: 
 
 That had befallen vs, as we pa6taloHg, 
 
 Vponthe giddy footing of the hatches: 
 
 Me thought tlutGloccftcr fhjmbled> and indumbling^' 
 
 Stroke me that thought to ftay him oucr board. 
 
 Into the tumbline billowes or the roaine. 
 
 Lord* Lord, me thought whatpaincitwasto drowne* 
 
 Whatdreadfijll noifc of waters in my eares, 
 
 What vgly figbts of death within my eies: 
 
 Me thought 1 lawe a thoufind fearefuU wracks, 
 
 Tetithoufand men, that fifhes gnawed vpon. 
 
 Wedges of gold, great anchors, heapcs ofpearic, 
 
 Ineflimable flones^vnualued Jewels, 
 
 Some ley in dead mens (culsj and in thofe holes, 
 
 Wherf eics did once inhabite, there were crept 
 
 Aitwere in fcoine of cics reflecting gems. 
 
 Which woed the (limy bottome of the deepen 
 
 And mockt the dead bones that lay {cattered by. 
 
 Bfek:, Had you Cuch Icifure in the time of death. 
 To eaze vponthcfeaetsofthcdcepc? 
 
 Cur. Me thought rhad> for dill the enutousfloud 
 Kept in my foule, and would not let it fboith, 
 To (ccke tne emptie vaft [and wandering airC) 
 6ut{mothered it within my panting bulket 
 Which al mo ft bur ft to belchitinthefea. 
 "Brol^ Awakt you not with this fore agony. 
 Ch. O no, my dreame was lengthncd after life* 
 O then began the tempeft to my foule. 
 Who paft me thought the melancholy 9oud, 
 With that grim fcrrunaib which Poets writeoff 
 Vnto the kingdome of perpetuall night: 
 The firft that there did greet ray flranger (bule. 
 Was my great father in law renowmed Warwicke, 
 Who cried alowd what (courge for periury. 
 Can this datkc monarchy afFoord faUe Clarence, 
 And Co hcvaniftit, then came watidringby, 
 
 Aflja- 
 
if Richard the thirdu 
 
 A fliadow like ananeell in bright hairc, ^ 
 Dabled in bloudi andne fquakc out alowti', 
 Clarence i$ come, falfc, fleeting, periurd Qarcnci^ 
 That ftabd me in the field by Teuxbcry; 
 Seazc on him fiirics, take him to your tormentj, 
 With that rae thoughts a legion of foule fiend* 
 £nuirond me about, and howled in mine earet 
 Suchhidcouscrics.thatwith thcvcry noifc 
 I trembling, wakt. and for a fcafon after 
 Could not belceue but that I was in hell, 
 Such terrible imprcflion made the drcamc. 
 
 Bra. No marueilc my Lo: though itaffiightedyoa, 
 IpromifcyoUjIamafraidto hearcyou tell it. 
 
 Cla, O Brokcnbury I hauc done thofe things. 
 Which now bearc cuidenceagainft my foule 
 For Edwards fake, and (ce how he requites me. 
 I pray thee gentle keeper ftay by me, 
 My foule is heauy ,and I faine would flccpe. 
 
 'Bre . I will my Lo: God giuc your Grace good re ft, 
 Sorrowc breake fea(bns> and rcpofing howcrs 
 Makes the night morning, and the noonetidc night. 
 Princes haue but their titles for their glories, 
 An outward honour.for an inward toile. 
 And for vnfclt imagination, 
 They often fcele a world of redlene cares: 
 So that bctwixttheir titles and lowc names, 
 Thercs nothing differs butthc outward fame. 
 
 The mHTtherers enter. 
 In Gods name what are you>and how came you hither? 
 
 'ExKu, I would fpeakewith Clarence, andl came hither 
 
 Bro. Yea, are you (b bricfe. (on my legs. 
 
 2 Ext. O fir, it is better to be bricfe then tedious, 
 Shcwhimourcommisfion, talkc no more. Re reddeth ih 
 
 Bro. lam in this commanded to deliucr 
 The noble Duke of Clarence to your hand?, 
 I will not reafon what is meant hereby, 
 Bccaufe I wilbeguiltles of the meaning: 
 Here arc the keies, there fits the Duke a flcepe, 
 
 D lie 
 
TheTnged)/ 
 
 lie to his Maiefty; and certific his Gracct 
 That thus r hauc Tcfignd my charge to you. 
 txe- Doc fb, it is a point of wifedome. 
 
 2 What Hiall I ftao him as he ncepes? 
 
 I No then he will fay twas done cowardly 
 "When he wakes. 
 
 1 When he wakes. 
 Why foole he (hall neuct wake till the iudeemcnt day. 
 
 I WhythcnhewiUGiy,weftabdhimflceping. 
 
 3 The'vrgingoFthat wordludgement, hathbrcd 
 A kind of remoilc in mc. 
 
 1 What art thou afraid. 
 
 2 Nottokilihimhauinga warrantfbritjbuttobedandl 
 For killing him, from which no warrant can defend rs. 
 
 1 Bacfcc to theDukeof Gloceftcr,tellhimfo, 
 
 2 1 pray thee ftay a while, I hope my holy humor will 
 Changcjtwas wont to hold mc bur while one would tel xx. 
 
 1 How docft thou feclc thy felfenovv? (in me. 
 
 2 Faith fome certainc dregs ofconlcience arc yet with 
 1 R cmember our reward when the dcedc is done. 
 
 1 Zounds he dies, I had forgot the reward. 
 
 1 Where is thy confcicnce now? 
 
 2 In the Duke of Glocef^crs purfi;. 
 
 I So when he opens his purfc to giue vs our reward* 
 Thy CO nlcience flies out, 
 1 Letit go,thcrejfew or none will entertaine it, 
 
 1 How ifit come to thee againc? 
 
 2 He not meddle with it, itis a dangerous thing> 
 It makes a man a coward: A man cannot (lcale> 
 
 But it accufcth him; he cannot fvveare, but it checks him: 
 lie cannot lie with his neighbors wifc,but it dctcifls 
 Him. Itjsablufhingfhamcfdftfpirit. tliatmutinici 
 In a mansbofomc ; it fil j one full of obftadcs, 
 Itmade me once reftorea purfc of gold thati found, 
 Itbeggers any man that keepesit: it is turned out of all 
 Towncs and Citties for a dangerous thing, and cucry 
 Man that mcancs to liue wtl, endcuors to truft to 
 To himfclfo and to hue without it« 
 
 I Zounds 
 
tf Richard the third, 
 
 1 Zounds it is cucn how at my clbewc perfwadi ing me 
 
 Not to kill the Duke. 
 
 2 Take the diuell in thy minde , and beleeue him not. 
 He would infinuatc with thee to make thee figh. 
 
 I Tut)I am ftrong in fraud, he cannot pi cuaile with me, 
 I warrant thee. 
 
 1 Spoke like a tall fellow that tefpcfts his reputation. 
 Come mall we to thisgeerc. 
 
 1 Take him oucr the coftard wi th the hilts of thy (word. 
 And then we wil chop him in the malmfcy But in the next 
 
 2 Ohexcellent deuice, make a lop of him (roomc. 
 I Harkc he ftirs, (hall I ftrike. 
 
 1 No» firft lets reafon with him. 
 CU. Where arc thou keeper, giue me a cup of wine. 
 I You ftiall haue wine enough my L«: anon. 
 CU. In Gods name what art thou. 
 
 1 A man as you are, 
 
 CU, Bnt not as I am, royall. 
 
 2 Noryouaswearc, loyall. 
 
 CU. Thy voice is thunder, but thy lookes are humble. 
 
 2 Aly voice is now the Kings, my lookes mineowne. 
 
 CU. How darkl^j and how deadly docft thou fpcake; 
 Tell me who are you, wherefore come you hither J 
 
 .yim. To, to, to. 
 
 CU. Torauttherme. v/0». I. 
 
 Ck. You fcarcely haue the hearts to tell me fcj 
 And therefore cannot haue the hearts to doe it. 
 Wherein my friends haue loffcndedyou ? 
 
 1 Offended vs you haue not, but the King. 
 CU. I (halbe reconcild to him againe. 
 
 2 NeucrmyLorthcrfore prepare to die. 
 
 Cla. Are you cald foorth from out a vvotld of men 
 To flay the innocent? what is my offence. 
 Where arc thccuidence that docaccufc rati 
 What lawfullqueft haue giuen their verdiftvp 
 Vnto the frowning ludge, or who pronounft 
 The bitter fcntencc of poore Clarence death. 
 Before I be conuidt by courfc of law ? 
 
 Da To 
 
ThetfAiedy 
 To threaten me wifhdcath/is moftvnlawfull: 
 I charc'c you as you hope to haue redemption,' 
 ByChrinsdcarcblouciniedforourgneuousfinnes, 
 That you depart and lay no hands on me^ 
 Thcdeede you vndertakc is damnable. 
 
 T What wewill doe. "wc docvpon command. 
 
 a And he chat hath commanded, is the King, 
 
 CUr. Errcnious Vaffailc, the great King of Kings> 
 Hath in the tables of his law commanded^ 
 That thou flialtdoeno murder, and wilt thou then 
 Spume at his edid, and fulfill a maruJ 
 Take hecdc.for he holds vengeance in his hands, 
 Tohurle vpon their heads that brcakc his law. 
 
 ">, And that lame vengeance doth he throw on thcc> 
 For falfe fovfvveanng, and for murder too: 
 Thou didft receiuc the holy facrament, 
 Tufightinquarellofthchoufeof Lancafter, 
 
 1 And like a craitortnthenamcofGod* 
 
 Didft breakc thatvowc, and with thy ticcherous blade, 
 Vnripff tlte bowels ofthy foueraigncs fonnc 
 
 2 Whom thou wcrt fvvornc to chcrifh and drfcnd. 
 I How canft thou vrge Gods dreadful! Law to vs. 
 
 When thou haft broke it in fo dcarc degree? 
 
 CU. Alas, for whofc fake did I that ill dcedc, 
 For Edward, for my brother, forhis lake: 
 Why firS) he fends vc not to rnui'dcr me for this» 
 For in this fimie he is as dccpc as I : 
 If God will be rcuenged for this deedc, 
 Takenoc thcqxiarrellfirom his powerful! arme, 
 He nccdesno indireil, norlawleftecourfe, 
 To cut ofFthofc that haue offended him. 
 
 I Who made thee then a bloudy m'lniftcr. 
 When gallarttfprmgingbrauc Plantagcncf, 
 That Princely Nouice wasftrokedeadby thee? 
 
 CU, My brothers loue. the diucll,and my rage. 
 
 1 T hy brothers loue, the diueil and thy fault 
 Haue brought vs hither now to murder thee. 
 
 CU. Oh ifyou loue my brother, hatq not BJC, _ 
 
 lara 
 
ef Richard the third. 
 
 I am his brother, and I loue him well.' 
 Ifyoubehirdcformcedejgobackeagaine, 
 Andl will fcndyou to my brother Gloceflcr, 
 Who will reward you better for my life, 
 Then Edward will for ty dings of my death. 
 
 1 You arc dccciu'djyour brother Glocefl-er hates yoH. 
 CU. Oh no, he loucs tnCj and he holds mc dearc. 
 Go you to him from mc, 
 ^m. I^Cbwc will. 
 
 CU. Tell him, when that our princely father Yorke, 
 Bloft his three fonncs with his vi<ftorious arme: 
 And chargd vs from his foulc, to loue each other, 
 He little thought of this deuidcd fncndfhip. 
 Bid Gloceftcrthinkeofthis, and he willwcepc. 
 ^m. I, mildones as he Icilondvs to wecpe. 
 CU. O doc notflaunder himfor he is kind. 
 I Right as fnow in haruefl:, thou decciu'R: thy fclfe, 
 Tis he hath fent vs hither now to fliiughter thee. 
 
 CU, It cannot be, for when Ipartcd with him, 
 He hugd me in his armes, and fwore with (bbs, 
 Thathe would labourmydcliucry. 
 
 a ' Why fo he doth, now he dchuers thee. 
 From this woilclsthraldome, to the ioicjofhcauen, 
 
 1 Makespeace with God, foryou mult die my Lo: 
 CU. Haft thou that holy feeling in thy foule. 
 
 To counfcU mc to make my peace with God \ 
 And artthouyct to thy ownc foulc fobiiade, 
 That thou wilt war with God, by murdting mc5 
 Ah firs, confidct, he that fet you on 
 To doe this d eedc, will hate y ou for this decdco 
 
 2 What fhall we doe ? 
 
 CU. Relcnt.and fine your foulcs. 
 I Relent, tis cowardly and woraanifh.' 
 CU. Not to relent, is beaftly^fauagc, diuelifh, 
 r4y friend, I fpie ferae p itty in thy lookcs: 
 Oh if thy eye be not a flatterer, 
 Come thou on my fide, and in treat for mc, 
 A begging Prince, \vhat bcgger pittiesnoti 
 
1 I tlius, and thus: if this wil not ferue \ ttejl^ih hHk* 
 lie chop thcc in the malmefey But,in the nextroomc. 
 
 2 Aoloudy decde and dciperately pcr&cind> 
 How fainc like Pilate would I wa(h my hand, 
 Of this mo(^ gricuous guilty murder done. 
 
 1 Why doeft thou not hclpe me, 
 
 By hcauens the Duke (hall know how flacke thou arc 
 
 2 I would he knew that 1 had {aucd his brother. 
 Take thou the ft e, andtcU himwhati fay^ 
 
 For I repent me that the Duke is flaine. Uxlt. 
 
 I So doe not I, go coward as thou am 
 Now mufl I hide his body m Tome hole, 
 Vutill the Duke take order for his buriall; 
 And when I hauc my meede I muft away, 
 Fot this will outi and here I muft not ftay . Exeunt. 
 Enter Kin^, Q«ffw, Uaftin^ty Rynert, Dorttt,crc* 
 
 Kin. So,nowrhaue done a good daies worke, 
 You peeres contmue thisvnitedleague, 
 I cuevy day expc(ftan Embaflagc 
 From my redeemer to ledeeme me hence: 
 And now in peace my Coule (hall part from heauen. 
 Since I haue fetmy friends at peace on earth: 
 Riuersand Haftings. take each otheis hand, 
 DifTerable not your hatred, fweare your lout. 
 
 i^/A. By heauen, my heart is purgd from grudging hat^ 
 And with my hand I fealc my true hearts loue. 
 
 H*Ji. So thriue I a$ I truely fvveare the like. 
 
 Kin. Take heedc you dally notbefore your Kingj 
 Leaft he that is the fupreme King of Kings, 
 Confound your hidden fallhood and award 
 Either of you to be the others end. 
 
 H*/?, So profpcr I, as I fweare perfeft loue. 
 
 R/'*. AndI,asIlouc haftings with my heart. 
 
 K/M. Madamc>your{cI(earenotexemptinthi$, 
 Nor your fonDorfet , Buckingham nor you. 
 You haue becne fa^ious one againft the other; 
 Wife, loue Lo: Haftings, let him kifle your hand) 
 And what you doc.doe it vnfainedly. 
 J^ Here Haflings I wil 1 ncuet mote temcmber Our 
 
tf Richard the thirJL 
 
 Oar fbrtnerhatred fo thriuc land mine. 
 
 Dor. Thisentcrchat^cofloue.Ihcreprotetl, 
 Vpon my part ftialbe vnu iolablc. , 
 H<t^. And fo fwcare Imy Lord.* 
 
 K/». NowprmcclyBuckinghamfealcthouthislcaKuc 
 With thy cmbracemcnt* to my wiucsallics 
 And make me happy in your vnity. 
 
 Buc, When cucr Buckingham doth turnc his Kate 
 On youor yours, but with all duteous louc ' 
 
 Doth chcnfh you and yours, God punifh me 
 Withhate, in choft where Icxpcdmofl-Ioue, 
 When Ihaucmoftneedctoimploya friend, 
 And moftafTurcd that he is a friend, 
 Deepe, hollow, trcchcrous, and full of guile 
 Be he vnto me, this doc 1 bcgge of God, 
 When I am coldinzcalc to yon oryours. 
 
 Kin. Apleafingcordiall Princely Buckingham, 
 Is this thy vow vnto my fickly heart: 
 
 There wantcth now our brother Gloceftcr here 
 
 To make the pcrf eft period of this peace, Ent'er Cloceft. 
 
 Bue. And ingood time here comes the noble Duke 
 
 Glo. Good morrow to my foucraigne Kiag & Quecnc, 
 AndPrincelypeercs, ahappytmieofdjy 
 
 Kin. Happy indecde as wc hauc fpent cbe day; 
 Brother wchaucdouedcedesof charity; 
 Made peace of enmity, fiirc louc of hatej 
 BctweencthcfefwcUmg wrong infenced pceres. 
 
 €/•. Ablcffed labour , my moft foucraigne liege, 
 Amongft this princely hcapc, ifany here 
 By falfe Intelligence or wrong furniife. 
 Hold me a foe, if 1 vn wittingly or in my rage 
 Haue ought committed th.itis hardly borne * 
 Bjranyinthisprefence, Idefire 
 To reconcile me to hijfriendly peace, 
 Tis death to me to be at enmity 
 1 hate itj and de fire al 1 goo d me ns loue. 
 Fiift Madam I intrcatc true peace of you 
 Whichlwillpiirchafcwith mydutious fcruice. 
 
 Of 
 
7heTriiedy 
 
 Ofyou my noble Coofcn Buckingham^ 
 If eucT any grudge were logde bccwccnc y$. 
 OfyouLo:Riucrs, and Lord Gray ofyou,' 
 That all without defcrt hauc frowndonme, 
 Dukcs,Earlcs,Lords, gentlemen, indeed of all: 
 1 doc not know that Englifh man aliue. 
 With whom my foulc is any iottc at oddes , 
 More then the infant that is borne to night: 
 1 thauke my God for my humihty . 
 
 QW;, A holy day fhall this be kept hereafter, 
 I would to God all flrifcs were well compounded. 
 My (bueraigne liege I doc bcfeech your Maiefty> 
 To take our brother Clarence to your Grace. 
 
 qIo. Why Madame , hauc loffrcd louc for this. 
 To be thus (corned in thisroyallprcfence? 
 Who knowes not that thenoble Duke is dead. 
 You doe him iaiury to (cornc his corfe. 
 
 By*. Who knowes not he is dead? who'knowes he is? 
 Qj^. All feeing hcaucn, what a world is this? 
 Butk^ Looke 1 fo pale Lo: Dorlet as the reft? 
 Dor. I my good L:and no one ill this pfclcnce. 
 But his red coulcr hath forfookc his cheekcs. 
 Kin. 1$ Clarence d eadi the order was reucrft. 
 Glo. But he poor© foulc by your firft order died, 
 And that a winglcd Mercury did bearc, 
 Some tardy cripplebore the countermaund, 
 That came too lag to fee him buried: 
 God grant that fomc lefle noble, and Icflc loyall, 
 Ncercr in bloudy thoughts, butnotin blond: 
 DeletHc not worftthcn wretched Clarence did, 
 Andyet go currant from fufpition. Inter I)4riy. 
 
 Dir. A boone ray foueraigne for my fcruice done. 
 Kin. I pra)' thee peace, my foulc is fullof forrow. 
 tjur. r will not rife vnlelTe your highneflc grant, 
 Kin. Then fpeakeat once, what isitthoudemaundft. 
 Dat. The forfeit foueraigne ofmy fcruantslifc, 
 Who flew to day a riotous gentiemaib 
 Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolkc. 
 
 Kin. Plaue 
 
efRichdri the third. 
 
 I Ktrt. Hatic I a tongue to doomc my brother J death,' 
 
 And (hall the fame giuc pardon to a flauc? 
 
 My brother flew no man, his fault was thought, 
 
 And yet his punifhment was cruell death. 
 
 Who fucd to me for him? who in my rage, 
 
 Knee Id at my fectc and bad me be aduifde? 
 
 Who fpakc of Brotherhood? who of loue? 
 
 Whotoldmehowthcpoorcfoule did forfakc 
 
 The mighty Warwicke, and did fight for me: 
 
 Who toldc me in the field by Teuxbcry, 
 
 When Oxford had me downe, he rcfcued me. 
 
 And {aid dcare brother, hue and be a King? 
 
 Who told me when we both lay in the field, 
 
 Frozen almoft to dcath,how he did lappe me 
 
 Euen in his ownc garmentSjand gaue himfclfe 
 
 All thin and naked to the numbcold night? 
 
 All this from my remembrance bruti fh wrath 
 
 SinEilIy puckt, and oota man of you 
 
 Had^fo much grace to putit in my minde- 
 
 But when your cartcrs,or your waighting vaCTailes 
 
 Haue done adrunkcn flaughtcr,and defatVc 
 
 The prctious image of our deare R edee mer, 
 
 You ftraight arc on your knees for pardon pardon. 
 
 And Ivniuftly too, muftgrantit you: 
 
 Butfcr my brothcr,notaman would fpeakc» 
 
 Nor I vngratious fpeake vnto my fclfe» 
 
 For him poorc foule:Thc proudcft ofyou all 
 
 Haue beenc bcholdingto him in hislife: 
 
 Yet none ofyou would once pleadc for hislife: 
 
 Oh God I fcarc thy luftice will take hold 
 
 Onmc.and you, and mine, and yours for this. (Exito 
 
 Come Haflings help me to ray clofctj ohpoore Clarence, 
 
 oh. Thisisthefmitofralhnes: marktyounot 
 How that the guilty kindred of the Quecnc, 
 Lookt pale when they did hcare of Clarence death? 
 Oh they did vrgc it ffill vnto the King, 
 God will rcuenge it. BHtcomcletsin 
 To comfort Edward with our company. Exeunt. 
 
 E enter 
 
- TheTngedy 
 
 t.ntir Dutches ofTorh^, Tvith CUrencf CkiUrenl 
 
 Boy. Tcllmegood Granam^ is oui father dead? 
 
 £i»t- No boy. (brcaft. 
 
 Boy. Why docyou wring your hands, andbeatcyour 
 And crie, Oh Clarence my vnhappy fonnc? 
 
 Gerl, Why doe yoiilookc on vs and iliake your head, 
 And call vs wtctchesj Orphancsrcaftswaiei* 
 If that our noble father be aliue? 
 
 D«f . My pre ty Cofcns,you mi (lake mc muchi 
 I c'.oc lament the GcknefTc of the King: 
 As loth fo loofe himinotyour fathers deaths 
 It were loft labour^ to wcepc for one thats loft. 
 
 Boy. Then Gtanam you conckde (;hat he is c!»;ad[, 
 ThcKing ray Ynckle is coo blame for this: 
 God will eeueoge !t,whomI will importune 
 With daily piaiea:s,all to thateFfeft. 
 
 D«^ Peace child rcn,peace,the King doth loue you v«cl» 
 Incapable and fhallow innocents, 
 You cannot gucflc who caufdc yo«r fathers dcsth. 
 
 Boy. Granam we can: For my good Vnckle Glocedet 
 Tould mcjthe Kingprouoked by the Qjjcene, 
 Dcuifd impeachments to imprifbn him: 
 And when he tould tftc foj he wcptj 
 And hugd me in his arme^and kindly kift my chscke, 
 And bad me rely oJs him as iitmy &thcr. 
 And he would loue me dcately as h:s child. 
 
 Dut. Oh that deceit (hould ftealc fuch gentle fiiapesi 
 And witha veituousvifardhidc fculeguile: 
 He is my fonnCjyea.and chetcin my fhame: 
 Yet from my dugs be drew not this deceit- 
 
 Boy. Thinkc you ray Vnckle dsddiflerable Granam? 
 
 Dut. I boy. 
 
 ioy. I cannot fhinke ifjhark what noift is this. 'Enter the 
 
 Q«, Oh who Tnall hinder mc to wailc and weepc* Q^e. 
 To chide my fortune, and torment my felfe? 
 He ioine with biackc defpaire againftmy foule. 
 And to my fdfc become an enemy. 
 
 Dut. Whatmeanes this fceane of rude impatience. 
 
 Qu^ To make an aft of tragicke violence; Ed- 
 
efRi(^,ard the third, 
 
 Edward^ my Lord> your fonnc our Ktng is dead. 
 
 Why grow thebranchcs,now the roote is w'ltherdj 
 
 Why withcrnot the leaucs^ the up being gone? 
 
 If you will liuc, lamcnr: ifdic, be bricfe: 
 
 Tnatouffwii^'ewingcdfoulcs may catch the Kincs, 
 
 Or like obedient fubiefli, follow him 
 
 Tohisnewkingdome of perpetual! rcil-, 
 Dut. Ah fomuch interefV haue I in thy (brrow. 
 
 Asl had title in thy noble husband:- 
 
 r haue bewcpt a worthy husbands death. 
 
 And liu'd by looking on his images. 
 
 Bntnowtwo mirrours of his Princely fcmblancc. 
 
 Arc crackt in pieces by malignant death: 
 And I for comfort haue but one falfeglafle, 
 Which grieucs me when Ifee my (hame in him. 
 Thou art a widdow,yct thou art a mother. 
 And haft the comfort of thy children left thee: 
 But death hath fnatcht my children from mine armcs, 
 Andpluckt two crutches from my feeble limmes, 
 Edward and Clarence, Oh whatcaufe haue I 
 Then.bcing but moity of my griefe, 
 Tooucrgothy plaints and drownc thy cries? 
 
 Sey. Good Aunt, you wept not for our fathers death, 
 How can we aide you with our kiadrcds tcarcs. 
 
 Ctrl. Out fatherlefle dirtrelTe was left vnmoand. 
 Your widdowcs dolours like wife be vnwcpt. 
 
 Qt*^ Giuemeno help in lamentation, 
 I am not barren to bring foorth laments: 
 Ailfpringsreduce thcircurrcnts tomine cics, 
 ThatI bcinggouerndby the wstiy moane. 
 May (end foorth plenteous teares to drowne the world; 
 Oh formy husband, for my eire Lo; Edward- 
 
 xAml>o Oh for our father,for out deare Lo: Clarence. 
 
 But. Alas for both, both mine Edward and Clare nee.- 
 
 Q«i What ffay had 1 but Edward, and he isgone? 
 
 *^w. What- lUy had we but Clarence, and he is gone? 
 
 •£>*/. What flaics had 1 but they, and they a re gone? 
 
 Q*/ WasncuerWiddoWjhadfodearcalolTe. 
 
 E 2 ^mbo 
 
ThiTrfgedy 
 
 sAkIc. Was ncucr Orphanes had a dearer lofle. 
 Z)«. Was ncucv mother had a deaicr loffc 
 Alas, I am the mother of thefc moncs. 
 Their woes are parceld. mine are gencrall: 
 She for Edward wecpcs , and (b doe I : 
 I for a Claieixcewcepe,fo doth not (he: 
 Thefc babes for Clarence weepe* and fo doe I: 
 I for an Edward wecpc, fb doe not they. 
 AlaSj you three on me threefold difVreft, 
 Poure all your teares« I am your rorrowesnurfe, 
 And I will pamper it with lamentations. Enter Gloetfl. 
 G/.Madame haue comfbrt,al of vs haue caufe, toith otlitrt. 
 To wailc the dimming of our Hiiniiig (tarre ; 
 But none can cure their hamtcs by wailing them, 
 IVladamc my mother, I doe crie you mercy, 
 Idid not fee your Grace, humbly on my knee 
 I craue your blcfsing. 
 
 Dm. God blerte thee, and put ineekcnes inthyminde, 
 Loue, charity, obediciKCj and true duety. 
 
 Glo. Amcn^and make me diea goodold man, 
 Thats the butt end oFa mothers bleGing: 
 I maruell why her Grace did leaueit out. 
 
 Buch^ You cloudy Princes, andhart-fbrrowingpeeres 
 That beare this mutual 1 heauy lode of moanej 
 Now chearc each other, in each otherj loue: 
 T hough we haue fpenf our haiueft of thalQng, 
 We are to reape the harucft of hii fonne: 
 The broken rancour of your high fwolne hearts. 
 But lately fpiinterd, knit, and ioynd etogether, 
 Mud gently be preferu'd, cherifht and kept. 
 Me feemeth good that with fome little traine, 
 Forthwith from Ludlow the yongPrince befetcht 
 Hither to London, to be crownd our King. 
 
 Glo. Then bait fb; and go we to determine, 
 Who they fluilbe that ftrai^ht fhall poft to Ludlow: 
 Madame, and you my mother will you go. 
 To giuc your ccnfures in this waighty bufines, 
 ^nf. With all our hearts. Exeunt m4n,Gi».tuek. 
 
 ' ' ' 2?#f/t 
 
of Eichard the third. 
 
 Butki My Lord who cueriourncics to the Princcj 
 For Gods (akc let not vs two (by behindc: 
 For by the way lie fort occafion, 
 A* index to the ftory wc late talkt of, ? 
 
 To part the Quccncs proud kindred from thcKing. 
 
 G/». My other felfc,my counfcls confiftory: 
 My Oracle, my Prophet, my dcarc Cofcn: 
 Hike a childe willgo by thy diredtion: 
 Towards Ludlow then, for wc will not ftay bchinde. 
 Enter two Citti^^eyis . 
 
 I Cit. Neighbour well met? whithcrawaylbfaft? 
 
 a Cit. Ipromifcyoujlfcarccly knowmyrdfc. 
 
 1 Heare y ou the ncwes abroad? 
 
 a I» that the King is dead. 
 
 I Bad newes birlady, fcldome comes the better, 
 I fcarcj I ftarc, twill prooue a troublous world. 'Ent.ano- 
 
 5 Cit. Good morrow neighbours." therCitt. 
 
 Doth this ncwes hold of good King Edwards death? 
 I It doth. 3Thenrtufterslookcto(eeatroublou3 world 
 
 1 No no, by Gods good grace his fonne ftiall taignc- 
 5 Woetothatlandthatsgouerndbyachilde. 
 
 2 In him there isa hope otgoucrneracnts 
 That in his nonage counfell vnder him, 
 And in hi J fiill and ripened yercs himfclfe, 
 Nodoubtlhall then, and till then gouerne well, 
 
 I So ftoode the ftate when Harry the fixe 
 Was crownd at Paris, but at ix. moncths oldc. 
 
 5 Stoode the ftatc fo? no good my fric nd not fb. 
 For then this land was famoully cnricht 
 With pollitikc grauc counfell : then the King 
 Had vertuous Vncklesto protefthis Grace. 
 
 J So hath this, both by the father and mother, 
 
 3 Bettcritwercthcyallcamebythe&thcr, 
 Or by the father there were none at all: 
 For emulation now, who fhall bcneereft: 
 WilUouch vsall too ncare> if God prcucnt not, 
 Oh ftill of danger is the Duke of Gloccftcr, 
 And the Quecncs kindred hauty and proud^ 
 
 E 3 And 
 
The Tragedy 
 
 And were they to be mldc, ar.d not to rule. 
 
 This hckly land might fclace as before, 
 a Come comcj wc fcare the werfi-jall (halbe well, 
 5 When cloudesappcarc. wife men put on their clokes: 
 
 When great Icaucs fall, the winter is at hands 
 
 When the funnc fets> who doth not looke for night: 
 
 Vn timely ftormes, make men cxpcfl a darth: 
 
 AU nuy be well: but if God fort it fo, 
 
 Tis more then we dcfefuc or I cxpeft- 
 
 1 Ti uely the foules ofmen arc full of bread: 
 Yee cannot almod rcafon with a man 
 
 That lookcs not heautiyjandfuU of feare. 
 
 3 Before the times ofchangc ftil! is it (b: 
 By a dmine indinft mens mi noes miftruft 
 Enfuing dangers, as by proofc wc fecj 
 The waters Iwell before a boiftrousf^orme: 
 But leaiie it all to God: whither away? 
 
 2 We arc lent fbr to the luflice, 
 
 g And fo was I, lie beare you company, Exeunt, 
 Enter CaTdinall jHutcbesefTorke, Qjiee. yotnigTorl;e. 
 
 Car, Laft night I heart they lay at Northhamptont 
 AtStoniflratford will they be to nighty 
 To morrow or next dayjthcy will be here. 
 
 Dut. I long with all my heart to fee the Prince, 
 I hope he is much growen fince laft I law him, 
 
 QH, Butlheareno, theyfaymy fonneof Yorkc 
 Hath almoft ouertanehim in his growth. 
 
 Tor. I mother, but I would not haue it fo. 
 
 Out, WhymyyoungColcnitisgoodtogrowe. 
 
 Tor. Grandam, one night as we did fitatfupper. 
 My Vnckic Pviuers talkt how I did grow 
 More thenmy brother.I qaoih my Nnckle Gloceftcf. 
 Small herbeshaue grace, great wcedcs grow apace, 
 And fince me tbinkes I would not grew fofaft: 
 Becaufe fwcctc flowers are flow,, and wcedcs make haftc. 
 
 DuK Good faith, good faithjthe faying did not hold 
 In him'that did obiecl the lame to thee: 
 He was the wrctchedftthingwhen he was young. 
 
 So 
 
of Richard thefhird. 
 
 So longa gi'ovving,and fo IciCurslyj 
 Tliatif tins wciea rrue rulcjhe fhould be ^ratious. 
 Cat. Why Madame, fo no doubt he is. 
 Ijttt. I hope (btoo, butyer let mothers doubt. 
 Tor, Now by my troth if I had beenc remcmbrrd, 
 Icouldhauc giutn my Vncklcs grace a flout, mine. 
 
 That fiiould riaue necrer touclit his growth then he did 
 Dnt. Howmyprety Yorkc? Ipray theelctme hcarcit. 
 Tor. Mary they fay^my Vncklc grew fo {b.^^^ 
 That he could gnaw a crjflat twohouresoldc: 
 Twasfull two ycares ere I could get a tooth. 
 Grariam this would haucheene a biting icO. 
 DHi. Iprav thcc prety Yovkc who toldc thrc [o. 
 Tor. Granam his nurfe- 
 
 DM. His nurfc: why file was dead crc thou wcrtbornc. 
 Tor. Itiwere not Ihcj 1 cannot tell who toldc me. 
 QH^ A perilous boy, go to^you arc too flirewdc, 
 Ctir. Good Madame be not angry with the childc. 
 Qfi. .Pitchershauc cares. EmerDcrfet, 
 
 Cat. Here comesyourfonne, LorMDorfct. 
 What newes Lo: Marques? 
 Dor. Such ncwc.?my Lo;asgrieucs meto vnfoldc 
 Q«, How fares the Prince? 
 Dor, Well Madame, and in health. 
 Hat. What is thy newcs then? 
 J?or. Lo:RiuersandLo: GrayarcfenttoPorafrelr, 
 With them, Sir Thomas Vaughan, prifoncrs. 
 But. Who hath committed them? 
 Dor. The mighty Dukes, Gloceftetand Buckingham. 
 Car, Por what offence. 
 
 Bor. The {umme of a'.] lean, 1 haue dlfclofed: 
 Why' or for whatjthefe nobles were committed, 
 Isall vnknowentorocmy gratiousLady. 
 
 Q»^ Ay me Ifee the downfall of out houfc, 
 Thetygernow hathceazi the gentle hinie: 
 Infultingtyranny bcginncs toiet, 
 Vpon the innocent and lawleffcthroane: 
 Welcome defh-uftion , death and maflacre. 
 
 I fee 
 
TheTfAgedy 
 
 I I'cc as "m a mappc the cndc of all. 
 
 Du. Accurfcd and vnquict wranjgling daicjj 
 How many of youhauc mine cics Beheld? 
 My husband loft his life to get the crowne, 
 And often vp and downcmy fonncs were toft: 
 For me to ioyand weepc their gaine and loflc. 
 And being feated and domcftikebroilcsj 
 Cl'canc ouerblowne themfclucs.thc conquerours 
 Make warre vpon thcmrclucs,bloudagainftbloud, 
 Sclfc againft fclfc, O prcpofteroui 
 And frantikc outrage, ettdc thy damned fpleenc, 
 Or let mc die to loolcc on death no more. 
 Qjij Comecomeroyboy, wevvilltofanftuary; 
 But. He go along with you. 
 Q«,. You naue no caufc- 
 C*r. My gratious Lady g3. 
 And thither bearc your trcafurc and your gbods, 
 For my partt lie refignc vnto your Grace 
 The fealcl kccpe, and fb betide to mej 
 As well Itcndcryou and all of yours: 
 Come lie conduftyou to thcfanftuary. Ixemt, 
 
 The Trumpets found. Enteryoung 'Prince] the JDukssofGlo^ 
 cefler, and Buckiftrhdm, Car din a lly ZS*c. (bet. 
 
 Buc. Welcome fwectc Prince to London to your cham- 
 c/o. Welcome dcarc Cofcnmythoughtsfoueraignc, 
 The weary way hath made you melancholy. 
 
 !Pr/«. No Vnckle, but our erodes on the way 
 Haue made it tcdious,weaTi{bmc,and heauy: 
 I want more Vncklcshere to welcome me. 
 
 Glo. SweetcPrince,thc vntaintcd yertueofyouryercs. 
 Hath not yet diucd into the worlds deceit: 
 Nor more can you diftinguifhof a roan. 
 Then of his outward Hicwj which God heknowcs, 
 Scldomcorneucriumpcth with the heart: 
 Thofe Vnckles which you want, were dangerous. 
 Your Grace attended to their fugrcd words, 
 But lookt not on the poifbn of their hearts: 
 Godkecpe you from them , and from fuch ftlfe friends. 
 
 'Prln. 
 
efRklurd the third. 
 
 Tri, God kcepe tne from falfcfricnds. butthcy wcr none, 
 Cla, M) Loj the Maior of London comes to greetcyou. 
 
 Lo:U. God bleCTc yourgracc with health and happy dales. 
 
 Trin. I thankc you good my Lo: and thankc you all; 
 I thought my mothcr,and mybrothet Yorke, 
 Would lortg; etc this hauc met vs on the way: 
 Fie, what a flag is Haflings that he comes not 
 To tell vs whether they will come, or no. (€nter iMtfi. 
 
 Buck^ And m good time, here comes the fwcatmgLo: 
 
 Tri. Welcome my Lo: what will our mother come? 
 
 Huft. On what occafion, God he kno wes.not I: 
 The Quecneyournaotherand your brother Yorke 
 HauetakenCin(ftuary:ThctenderPrincc 
 Would faine haue come with me, to mcetcyour Grace, 
 But by his mother waspcrforcc withheld. 
 
 Buc. Fie, what an indircft and pceuifh courfc 
 Isthisofhen? Lo: Cardmall will your grace 
 Pcrfwade thcQaeeneto fend thcDukc of Yorke 
 Ynto his Princely brother prc{ently? 
 Itflie deny. Lot Haftsngsgo with him. 
 And from her iealousarmes pluckc him perforce. 
 
 Car. My Lo: of Buckingnam, if my weake oi-atory 
 Can from his mother winne the Duke of Yorke, 
 Anoneexpe£t himhcre : butif flic be obdurate 
 To milde entreaties, God in hcauen forb'd 
 Wefhould infringe the holy priuiledge 
 Of blefredfanc^uaty,not for all this land, 
 Would I be guilty of fo deepea finne. 
 
 "Buck^ Youare toofencelefTe obftinatcmy Lo: 
 Too ceremonious and traditionall: 
 Weigh it but with the groflenes ot this age. 
 You breake not lan£\aary in feazing him: 
 The benefit thereof isalwaies granted 
 To thofewhofe dealings hauc deferude the place. 
 And chofe w^ho hauc the wit to clainie the place. 
 ThisPiincchathneithcrdaimed it,nordc[etucd it. 
 And therefore in mine opinion,cannot hauc it. 
 
 F Then 
 
TheTvAgedy 
 
 T hen taklnghim from thence that isnot there, 
 Youbrcakc no priuilcdgc nor charter there: 
 Ofthauc IKcard of faniluary men, 
 Butfanftuary eh'ildren ncucr til! now. 
 
 Crfr. Mv Lo: you Ihall ouerrulc my minde for oncc: 
 Com c on Le: Haftmgs will you go with mc? 
 
 UaII. I go my Lord. 
 
 T»r;«. Good Lords make all the {f>cedy haft you mayx 
 Say Vnckic Gloceftcr, if our brother come, 
 "Where (hall wefoiournc till our coronation? 
 
 g/«. Where U feemesbcft vntoyour royall felfc; 
 If I may councell you,f onic day or two, 
 Youi highncs fhall rcpofcyou atthe tower: 
 Then where youpleafe.and fhalbc thought moft fit 
 For your beft health and recieation. 
 
 Tr/». Idoeiiothkethc ^owcr of any place: 
 Did luiius CasGr build that place my Lord? 
 
 Bkc. He did, my gratiousLo: begin that placCj 
 "Which fincefuccecdingagcshauerccdifiea. 
 
 Trin. Is it vpon record, or els reported 
 Succefsiuely {rem age to age he builtitJ 
 
 Buc. Vpon record my gratioui Lo: 
 
 "Pri. But lay my Lo: it were not regiftred, 
 Me thinkcs tlic truth fhould liue from age toage, 
 At twcre rctaildc to all poftcrity^ 
 Eucn to the gcncrall all-endingday. 
 
 Glo. So^v\'ifc,fo young, they lay doe neucr hue long. 
 
 Tri. What fay you Vnckic* 
 
 do. I fay without charadters fame Hues long: 
 Thus like the formal 1 vice iniquity, 
 I morallizc two meanings in one word, 
 
 Tri. That lulius Cefar wasa famous man. 
 With what his valour did enrich his vvit> 
 His wit let do wnc to raakehis valurc liue: 
 Death makes no conqucftofthisconqucrour, 
 For now he hues in fame though not in life: 
 lie tell you what my Cofen Buckingham. 
 B«r. WhjtmygratwusLord} 
 
 frln. 
 
if Richard theihird, 
 
 Trht And ifl Hue vntill Ibe a man, 
 He winnc our auncicnt right in France agalnc, 
 OrdieaibuldierasIliuclcaKing. 
 C/o. Short fummcrs lightly haue a forward Tprlng. 
 
 Enter youn^ foTk^, ^^A^»^r, Cardin*ll. 
 Buc. Now in good time here comcj the Duke of Yorkc. 
 yr/. Rich, of lorke how feres our louing brother? 
 Tor. Well my dread Lo: fo mud I call you now. 
 Tri. I brother to our giiefe as it Is yours; 
 Too latehc died that might haue kept that title. 
 Which by his death hath loft much maiefty . 
 do. How fares our Co(en noble Lot of Yorke? 
 Tor. I thankc you gentle Vncklc. OmyLo: 
 You laid that idle wccdesarefaft in growth: 
 The Prince my brother hath outgrowcn rae fiirrc. 
 c/». He hath ray Lo: 
 Tor. Andtherforeishcidlc? 
 G/o. Oh my faire Cofen, I muft not fay fo. 
 Tor. Then he ismorc beholding to you thcni. 
 Glo. He may command mc as my (bueraignc. 
 But you haue power in me as ina kinfcman. 
 Tor, I pray you Vnckle giuc me this dagger; 
 c/o. MydaggcrlittleCofcn^withallmy heart." 
 Tri. A bcgger brother; 
 
 Tor. Of my kind Vnckle thatl know willgiuc. 
 And being but a toy,which ii uo griefe to giue. 
 do, A greater gift then that, lie giuc my Cofen. 
 Tor. A greater gift, O thats the ftvord to it. 
 Clo, I gentle Cofen, were it light.cnough. 
 Tor. O then I (cc you will part but with light gifts. 
 In weightier thingsyoulc fay a beggcr nay. 
 G/o. It is toohcauy for your Grace to wcarc. 
 Tor. I weigh it lightly were it heauicr. 
 c/o. What wouldyou haue my weapon little Lord? 
 Tor. I wouldjthati might thanke you asyou call mc. 
 do. Uovii Tor. Little. 
 Tri. My Lo: of Yorke will ftill be erode in talkc: 
 Vncklc your grace knowcs how to bearc with him. 
 
 F 3 Tor. 
 
Thetviiiedy 
 
 Tor, Youmeane to bcare me ,nottobeare vvUhtBC: 
 Vnckle, my brother moclces bofh you and me, 
 Bccaufe that lam little like an ApC) 
 He thinkes that you fliould bcare me onyour fhoulden. 
 
 Bucki. With what a fharpc proiuded wit he rcafons, 
 Tomittig,atethc fcorne hcgiucshis Vtvcklcj 
 Ke pretcly and apdy taunts himfclfe. 
 So cunningand fo young is wondcrfull. 
 
 ch. My Lo: wilt plcafc you paflc along. 
 My fclfe and my good Coofcn Buckingham* 
 Will to your mother, to entrcatc of her. 
 To mcctcyeuatthe tower, and vvclcomc you. 
 
 Tor, What will you go vnto the tower my Lo? 
 
 Trin. My Los protcftor necdes will liauc it fo. 
 
 Tor, 1 (hall not ilcepc in quiet at the tower. 
 
 Glo, Why,vvhatfhouldyoufearc? 
 
 Ter. Mary my Vnckle Clarence angry ghofl: 
 My Granam toide me hewjs murdrcd there. 
 
 "Pri. i feare no Vnckles dead . 
 
 Clo. Nor none that liuci hope. 
 
 'Pri And it they liuc>Ihopc 1 nccde n»t fcare; 
 But come my Lo: with a hcauy heart 
 Thinking on them, go I vnto the tower. 
 
 Jixeunt Trin.Tor. HsjQ.JDorfmanet.'Bjch. Buck. 
 
 Bi4C. Thinkc you my Lo: this little prating York e. 
 Was not incenfed by his fubtile mother, 
 To taunt and fcorneyouthusopprobrioufiy? 
 
 gIo. No doubt ,no dcubt> Oh tis a perillous boy, 
 Bold,quicke, ingenious, forward, capable, 
 He is all the mothers, from the top to toe. 
 
 Bite, Well, let them icft: Come hither Catcsby, 
 Thou art fworne as dcepely to cffcft wha: wc wtend, 
 Ai clofely toconccalc Vthat we impart. 
 Thou knoweft our rcafbnsvrgde vponthe way: 
 What thinkeli thou? is it not an cane matter 
 To m;ikt; William Lo: Haflingsofourminde, 
 For the inlUleracntofthis noble Duke, 
 Inthelcateroyallofthis f-jmouslle? 
 
 Cdtep 
 
efXichard the third. 
 
 Caitf. He forhis fathers fa Ice fo l®ues the Prince, 
 That he will not be wonnc to ought againfl: him. 
 Bucki Whatthinkcflthouthen of Stanley what wUllie? 
 Cdt. He will doc all in all as Haftings doth. 
 ^Hck^ Well then no more but this: 
 Go gentle Catcsby, and as it were a farrc off. 
 Sound thou Lo: HaftingSjhowhe flands afFcftcd 
 Vnto our purpofc, if he be willing, 
 Encourage hiin, and fhcw him all our rcafons: 
 Ifhcbcleademicie.cold.vnwilling,, 
 Be thou fo too : and fo breakc off your tallccj 
 And giuc v$ notice of his inclination: 
 For we to morrow hold deuidcd counfels, 
 "Wherein thy felfc fhalt highly be emploicd. 
 
 Clo, Commend me to Lo: William, tell him Catesby, 
 His auncicnt knot of dangerous aducr[arics 
 Tomorrow are IctblouaatPomfretCaftlc, 
 And bid my friend tor loy of this good newcs, 
 GiueMiflrcffeShorCjOnegentlckiirethe more. 
 BucK: Good Ca^esby cfFe<!^ thisbufincsfbundly. 
 Cat. My good Lo: both, with all the heede I may. 
 Gh. Shall we hcare from you Catcsby crc we flccpe? 
 Cat. Youfhallmy Lord. 
 
 do. At Crosby place there (hall you finde vsboth- 
 IBuc. Now my Lotwhat fhallwedoc,ifwcpcrceiue 
 Wilham Lo: Haftings will notyeeld to our complots? 
 Glo. Chop of his head man) (bmewhat we will does 
 Andlooke when 1 am King, claimc thou ofmc 
 T he Earlcdomc of Hereford and the moucables, 
 Whereof the King my brother ftood poffcft , 
 Buc. lleclaimethatpromife at your Graces hands. 
 G/e, And looke to hauc ityeeldcd with all willingnes: 
 Come let vifuppe betimes, thataftcrwards 
 Wcmay digeftourcomplotsinfomcforme. Exeunt, 
 Enter 4, Meffen^ertti Lo: Hajlin^s. 
 Uef. What ho my Lord, 
 KaB. Who knockes at the dorc. 
 Me/?. Amcffenger from the Lo: Stanley. Enter L.Ha/h 
 
 F3 Haft. 
 
Hafl. Whatsaclockc? 
 
 Me^' Vpon the ftroke offbure. 
 
 Haft. Cannot thy Mafter fleepc thefe tedious nightsJ 
 
 Me/f. So it (Tiould fccmc by that 1 haue to Cty : 
 
 Firft he commends him toyour noble Lorddi'tp. 
 
 H«/?. And then. Mef. And then he fends you word. 
 
 He dreamt to night the bearc had raftc hishchnc: 
 
 Be fidcS;he faics thcrcarc two councels held, 
 
 And that may be determined at the one. 
 
 Which may make you and him to rewe at 'the other. 
 
 Therefore ke (ends to know your Lordlhipsplcafurc:] 
 
 It'prefentiy you will take hoifc with him, 
 
 Andwith all fpeedepoft into the North, 
 
 To fhu n the danger that his (bulc diuines. 
 H4J}. Go fcllo w go, retume vnto thy Lord, 
 
 Bid him notfcare the fcpcrated counfels; 
 
 His honour and my felfeare at the onct 
 
 And at the other, is my feruant Catesby} 
 
 "Where nothing can proccedc that toucheth vs. 
 
 Whereof I fhall not hauc intelligence. 
 
 TcII him his tcares are fhallow, wanting inftanec. 
 
 And for his drearaes,! ^Yo^de^ he is Co fond. 
 
 To trufV the mockery of vntjuiet (lumbers. 
 
 To flie the boare, befdre the boare purfues VS» 
 
 Were to incenle the boare to follow vs, 
 
 And makepurfuite vvhere he did mcanc no chafe: 
 
 Go bid thy Maftcr rife and come to me. 
 
 And we will both together to the tower. 
 
 Where he (ball fee the boa'c will vfe vs kindely . 
 Mejp. MygratiouvLo:IlctellhirawhatyouCiy. Enter 
 Cat. Many good morrowes to mynoble Lo: (Catef, 
 Haft. Good morrow Catesby, youare early (lirring, 
 
 Whatncwcs what newcsj in this our tottering ftate} 
 Cat, It is a reeling world indccdcmy Lo*. 
 
 And 1 bclecue it will neuct fland vpright, 
 
 Till Richard wcare the garland ofthc Realme. 
 Hafi. Howe? weare the garland? doeft thou mcanc the 
 Cut. Imy good Lord. (crownc? 
 
ef Richard the third. 
 
 Haft. lie liauc this crowncof mine , cut from my flioul- 
 Ete 1 will fee the crownc fo foulc mifplafte : (ders 
 
 But canft thougjUcflfe that he dothaime atit. 
 
 C*^. Vpon my life my Lo:and hopes to find you ferward 
 Vpon his party for the gainc thereof, 
 A nd thcreu pon he (ends y ou this good nc vycs, 
 That this fame very day, your enemies. 
 The kindred of the Quecne muft die at Pomfrct. 
 
 H4if. Itidccdc I am no mourner for that ncvvcs, 
 Becaufc they hauebceneftill mine enemies: 
 But that lie giuc my voice on Richards fide, 
 To barrc my Maflers heires in true difccnt, 
 God knowesi will not doeit to the death. 
 
 Cdt. God keepc your Lordfliip inthatgrattousminde. 
 Ha/}, Butl flialllaughatthiiatwelucmonth hence* 
 That they vvho brought me in my Maftcrshate, 
 1 hue to lookevpon their tragedy: 
 ItcllthccCatcsoy. Cm. What my Lord? 
 
 Ha/i. Ere a fortnight make me elder, 
 lie lend feme packing, thatyet thinkc notonit. 
 Cut. Tis a vile thing to die my gratious Lord> 
 When men are vnprepard and looke not for it. 
 
 Haft. O Monftrous monftrouj, and fofals it out 
 WithRiiiers, Vaughan, Gray, and fo twill doc 
 With feme men els, who thinkc thcmfclues as fafc 
 As thou I and I, who as thou knowcft aredcare 
 To Princely Richardj and to Buckingliam. 
 
 Cat. The Ptmccsboth make high account ofyou. 
 For they account his head vpon the bridge. 
 Hafl. 1 know they doe, and Ihaucwcll dcfetucd it. 
 Enter Lord Stanley. 
 What my Lo; where isyourboare-fpeaie man? 
 Fcare you the boarcand go fo vnprouided? 
 
 Stan. My Lo: good niorroA^-: good morrow Calcsby: 
 You may ieft on: but by the holy loodc. 
 I doc not like thefc fcuerall counccls 1. 
 
 IlA(t. My Lo: Ihould mylifeas dcavcasyou doc yours, 
 And ncucr in ray life 1 doc protaft . 
 
 Wjs 
 
TheTrAgedy 
 
 "Was it tnoreprehoustomcthcnitTsnow: 
 Thinkc you, but that I know our ftatc fccurf, 
 I would be {b triumphant as lam ^ (don. 
 
 Sun. The Lordsat Pomfretwhen they rode ftx>m Lon- 
 Were iocund,and fuppofde their ftates was (urC) 
 And they indeed had no cauie tomiftruft: 
 But yet you fee how foone theday ouerca(l> 
 This fodaine (cab of rancour I BufHoubt^ 
 Pray God,I (ay,Iprouc a needelefle coward: 
 But come my Lo: fhall wc to the tower? 
 
 H^y?, Igo: but ftay, hearc you not the newes. 
 This day thoCe men you talkt of, are beheaded. 
 SU. They for their truth might better wcare their heads, 
 Then fome that hauc accufde them weare their hats: 
 Bur come my Lo: let vs away. tnttrMsJiin. 
 
 Ha[}. Go you before, lie follow prefcntly . (* Tur^udnt. 
 Haji. Well met Haftings,how goes the world with thccJ 
 Tur. The better that it plcaft your Lo: to aske. 
 Uxfl, I tell thee fellow tis better with me now. 
 T hen when I met thee laft where now vvc meetc: 
 Then was I going prifoncr to the tower, 
 By the fuggcftion of the Qucenes allies: 
 But now I tell thee (kecpe it to thy ftlfe.) 
 T his day thofi: enemies .ire put to death. 
 And lin better ftatc then cuer I was. 
 Tur. God hold it to your honors good content. 
 Haj}. Gramercy HaQingshold fpend thou that,fre;/»f/ 
 Tur. God (aue your Lordftiip. (himhispurfi. 
 
 Ilttfl. What Sir lohn.you arc wel met, (Enftraprieft- 
 lam beholding to you for your laft daiescxercifc; 
 Come the next fabaoth and! Milcontcntyou. Heyih/p- 
 enter Bucl^ngham. [pert in his tare . 
 
 Buc. Hownow Lo:Charabcrlainc,what talking witha 
 Yourfriendsat Pomfrctthcy doc need ihcpricft (ptieft. 
 Your honour hath no Hiriuing worke in hand. 
 
 Haji. Good faith and when I met this holy man, 
 ThoCe men you talke of came into my mi;idc: 
 Whatjgo you to the tower my Lord? 
 
 BMcki 
 
fifRkhard the third. 
 
 F»fi^ 1 doe, but long I ftiall not ftay, 
 I fliall rcturnc before your Lordfliip thence i 
 Hrf/?. Tis like enough, for I {lay dinner there. 
 "Bnck^ And fuppcr too, although thou knowefl: it not* 
 Come ftiall wc go along? 'Exeunt, 
 
 Enter Sir RJc^rd R4t/iffe, with the Lo: KiuerSf 
 Gray, and yuu^han.pr/fonert. 
 1{atl. Come bring foorth the prilbners, 
 Hyu. Sir Richard Ratliffclct me tell thee this: 
 Today fhaitthoubeholdafubieddic. 
 For truth,fbr duty, and for loyahy. 
 
 Crdy. God kccpc the Prince from all the packc of you: 
 A knot you are of damned bloudfuckers. 
 
 Ryu. O Pomfrct Pomfret* Oh tliou bioudy prilbn, 
 Fatall and ominous to noble pceres. 
 Within the guilty clofure of thy vvals 
 Kichatd the fecond here was hackt to death: 
 And for more nauudcr to thy difnuU foule, 
 Wcgiuethee vpourguilclcnc blouds codrinke. 
 
 Gray. Now Margarets curie is filncvpon our heads: 
 For ftandmgbyj when Richard ftabd her fbnne. 
 
 I{iH, Then curft the Haftings, then curd- tJic Bucking- 
 Then curft (he Richard.Oh remember God, ^ham: 
 To hearc her praiers for them as now for vs, 
 And foL- my filler, and her princely fonne: 
 Be Satisfied dear* God with our true blouds. 
 Which as thou knowefl vnmftly mud be fpilr. 
 Rat. Comeccme dtfpatch, the limit ofyour lines is out. 
 Ryu. Coroe Gray, come Vaughan, letvsall imbrace 
 And take ourleauevntiil we meetc in hcauen. Bxennt. 
 Enter the Lords to Councell. 
 Hajl. My Lords at once the caufc w hy we arc met, 
 Lto determine of the coronation: 
 InGodsnamefay, whenis thisioyallday? 
 Buc. Arc all things fitting for that royall time? 
 Dar. It is, and wants but nomination. 
 Hyu. To morrow then. I gucflc a happy time, 
 Bmc. "Who knoyvcs the Lo: procedois mind herein? 
 
 G Who 
 
7 he TrAgedj 
 
 Who is mod inwa d with the noble Duke. 
 
 B*. Why you my Lo; mcthinksyou rtiould fooneft know 
 
 luc. Who I my Lo? we know each others feces; (his m'uid 
 
 But tor our haits,he knowcs no raorc ofminc. 
 
 Then I ofyours: nor Ino more ofhis, then you of mine: 
 
 L.o: Haftingbyou and he arc ncercinloue. 
 
 Hrf^. 1 thanke his Grace>l know he louesmc well: 
 Butfor hispurpofe in the coronation: 
 I liauc not founded hitn not he dcliueid 
 His Graces pleasure any way therein: 
 Butyoumy noble Lo: may rume the time. 
 And in the Dukes behalfejlcgiuc my voice. 
 Which I prcfiimc he will take in Gentle part. 
 
 Bifli- Nowingoodtime hcrecomesthcDuke himfelfe* 
 G\o. My noble L. and Cofens all, good morrow, (ent.GJo. 
 Ihaueoccne'onga ilccpcr, butlhopc 
 My abfencc doth ncglcd no great deftgnesj 
 W'^liich by my prcfence miglithaue beenconcluded. 
 
 Bttc. Had not you come vpon your kew my Lo: 
 WiUiamL: Haumgshad now pronounRyour part; 
 Imcancyour voice forcrowningofthcICing. 
 
 cJo. Thanmy Lo.HaflingsnomanmightbcboIdcr, 
 His Lord (hip knowes me wellj and loucs mc well- 
 HdjJ. Ithankcyoui- Grace. 
 C/o. MyLo.-ofElie. BiJIi. MyLo: 
 G/ff. Wlicnl wasIalfinHolborne: 
 1 fawgood flrawberncs in your garden there, 
 IdocDcrrechycurcndfor fomcofthem. 
 Bifh. Igo my Lord. 
 
 G/o. CcfcnBuckinghamjawordwithyou; 
 Cafcsby hath founded Halvings in our bunnes, 
 And findesthc tcfly Gentleman.fohoat", 
 AshcW'illoofeliishcddcarcgiueconfcnt, 
 His MafTersronncaswoifhipfur hetermcsit, 
 Sba I loofc theroialtyolEnglands thro^nc. 
 Buc. Withdrawyou hence my Lo.Ife follow you. Excl^ 
 Bar- Wehaucnotycf fctdowne thjs dayoftnumphj 
 To morrow in mine opinion is too fodainc: 
 
 For 
 
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ofRkhAfihhethii'd. 
 
 For I tny Iclfc am not (b well prouided, "Enter B, 
 
 Asclsl would bcswcrc the da)' prolonged. of B(y- 
 
 By, Where ii my L.prote(flor,I hauc feiit tor tliefc ftiawbc- 
 Bn, His Grace lookeschcerfully and fmoath to day^ (rics. 
 Thcccsforac conceit or other likes him well, 
 When he doth bid good morrow with fucha fpirit. 
 I thmkc there is neueramaii inchridcndome, 
 Thaccan Icflcrhidehbloucorhatcthcnhc: 
 For by his face ftrai ght (hall you know his heart. 
 
 DAT, AVhat of his heart pciceiue you in his face. 
 By any likelihood he fhcwcd today? 
 
 tl*fl. Mary^that with no m.-ui here he is ofFcnded, 
 For if he were, he would haue fhcwen it in his lookes- 
 
 Dar. I pray God he be notj I fay. Enter Gloctfler, 
 
 Glo. 1 pray you all , what doc they deftruc, 
 Thatdoc confpire my death with diuclifh plots, 
 Ofdamncdwitchcraft, and that haue prcuaildt 
 Vpon my body with their helliHi charmcs? 
 
 HaJI. T he tender louc 1 beare your grace my Lord, 
 Makes memoft forward in this noble prefcncCj 
 To doome the offenders whatfocuer they be: 
 I (ay my Lo: they hauc dcfcrued death. 
 
 Glo. Then beyourcicstlic witiieffc of thisiU, 
 Sec how I am bewitchtj behold mine armc 
 1$ likeabladed fapling withered vp. 
 This is that Edwards wifc_, that monftrous witch, 
 Confortcd with that harlot {trumpet Shore. 
 That by their witchcraft, thus haue marked me. 
 
 ftafl. Ifthey hauc done this thmg mv gratious Lo: 
 
 Glo. If.thou proteftor of this damned (Irurapet, 
 Tclfl thou mc of iffcs?thou art a traitor. 
 Off with his head , Now by Saint Paulc, 
 Iwillnotdiuetoday Ifvvcarc, 
 Vntil 1 1 fcc the fame,foine fee it done, 
 1 he reft that louc me,come and follow me. Sxtunt.rnmet 
 Ha. WowoforEngland,nota\vhitfbrmc: Cat with Ha, 
 For 1 too fond might hauc prcuentcd this: 
 Staulcy did dicame the boarc did race his liclmc^ 
 
 G z But 
 
IS" 
 
 The Tragedy 
 
 But I difdaind ir, and did fcorne to flic. 
 
 Three times to day, my footcdoth horfc didfturablc. 
 
 And ftjrtlcdwhcn he looktvpon the tower* 
 
 As loa'.h tobcarc me to the (bughterhoufc. 
 
 Oh>now I want the Prieft that (pake to mc, 
 
 1 now repent I toldc the Purfiuant* 
 
 As tv\ cre triumphing at iiimc enemies: 
 
 How they at Pomfret bloudily were butcherd> 
 
 And I my fclfcfecuic in grace and fauour: 
 
 Oh Margaret Margaret: now thy hcauy curfe, 
 
 Ishghtedon poore Haftings wretched head, 
 
 Cat. Difpatchmy Lo:thc Duke would be at dinner;- 
 Make a fhort flirift, he longs to (cc your ticad. 
 Hafl. Oraoraertaryflate of worldly men. 
 Which we more hunt tor, then the grace ofhcauen; 
 Who buildcshishopcsin aire ofyour fairc lookcs, 
 Liucs like a drunken faylcr on a raaft, 
 Ready with euery nod totumbledowne 
 Into the fatall bowels of the decpe. 
 Come Icade me to the blockei bearchim my head, 
 They fmileatmc thatfhortly fhalbc dead. Exeunt. 
 
 Enter Duke ofG locefter and Buckingham in 4rmoHr. 
 do. Come Cofcnicanft thou quake and change thy co« 
 Mutrher thy breath in middle ofa word, (lourj 
 
 And then bcginiie againe,and ftop againe. 
 As ifthouwcrtdiQraught and mad with terror. 
 
 B*c. Tutfearenotme. 
 1 can counterfaif the decpe Tragedian: 
 Speake,and lookc backe, andprie on euery fide: 
 Intending decpe fufpition, gaftly looke* 
 Ate at my feruicc like inforced fmilcs. 
 And both are ready in their offices 
 To grace my {Iratagenis. Enter Mai'or, 
 
 do. Here comes the Mai or. 
 Buc. Let me alone to cntcrtaine him. Lo: Maior» 
 Glo. Lookc to the drawbiidgethere. 
 "Bhc The rcdfon v\c haue fcntforyou. 
 do, Catcsby oucrlookc the wals. 
 
 Bael^ 
 
gf R khard the i hirJ. 
 
 fuck. Harkcjlheareadrummc. 
 do. Lookcbackcj defend thcc> he re are enemies. 
 Buc God and out innocence defend vs. Ifiter Cateshy 
 Clo. O.O, bequict/itisCatesby. withHaJhhsad, 
 
 Cat. Here is the head of that ignoble fraitor. 
 The daungcrous and YnfufpededHaftings. 
 
 Clo. So deare 1 lou'd the man, that 1 muft wccpc: 
 1 rooke him for the plaineft harmeleffc man, 
 That breathed vpon this earth a chriflian, 
 LookcycniyLorMaior. 
 Made him my booke, wherein my fbule recorded, 
 T he hi Oory of al I her fecret thoughts: 
 So fmoothe he daubd his vice with (hew of vertue. 
 That bis apparantopen guilt omitted': 
 1 meanc his conuerfationvvithShores wife. 
 He laid from all attainder of fufpcft. 
 
 Bkck^ Well well, he wasthecouert(lftieltredtraitot 
 Thateuer liu'd, would you haue imagined, 
 Oralmoftbeleeuej wertnosbygreatprcfcruatioQ 
 We hue to tell it you? The fubtilc traitor 
 Had this day plotted in the councell hou(e> 
 To murder me,and my good Lord ofGloccftet. 
 M»ior. What, had he fof 
 G/o. Whatthinke you wc are Turkc$orln(idcISs 
 Orthat we would againll the forme oflawc, 
 Proceede thus rafhiy to the vilbinesde^th, 
 But that the extreame perill of the dfe. 
 The peace of England, and our perfons fafety 
 Inforrt vs to this execution. 
 
 Ma. Now fairc befall you> he defctucd his death, 
 And you my good Lords both, haue well proceeded 
 To wame fal fc traJtoursfrom the like attempts: 
 Fneuerlookt for better at his hands, 
 After he once fell in with Miftrcfle Shore. 
 
 Lut. Yet had not we determined he (hould die, 
 Vntill your Lordfhip came to fee his death, 
 Which now the longing hade of thefeour friends, 
 Somewhat againd oar meaning haue preuentcd; 
 
 G 3 Be- 
 
TheTfA^edy 
 
 Bccaufe, ray Lord, wc would haue had you heard 
 The traitor fpcalcc, and timcroufly cotifclTe 
 1 he marieijand the piirpofc of his treafon, 
 That you might well hauc fignificd the fame 
 Vntothe Citizens, whohappilymay 
 IVlirconncrvsiinhim,andwayle hisdeatTi. 
 
 A/4 . But my good Lord, your graces word fhall fcruc 
 As well as I liad fccnc or heard Kim fpeake. 
 And doubt you not, right nob Ic Princes both. 
 But lie acquaint your dutious citizens, 
 With all youriuft proceedings in this caufe. 
 
 Glo. And tothatcndwcwilhtyourLordfhiphcrc 
 To auoydc the carping ccnfures of the world. 
 
 B«f. But fmcc you come too late of our intents. 
 Yet witncflTc what we did intend, and fo my Lord aduc. 
 
 do- Atter,after,coofin Buckingham, Exit Maier, 
 The Maior towards Guildhall hies h' m in all poH:, 
 There at your mcctfl aduantage of the time, 
 Inferre the baftardy of Edwards chilc'ren: 
 Tell them how Edward put to death a Cittizen, 
 Oijclyforfayinghewouldraake hisfonnc , 
 Hciicto the Crowne, meaning (indcede) hishoufc, 
 "Which by the fignc thereof was termed fo. 
 Motcoucr, vrgehishatcfull luxurie* 
 And beftiall appetite in change of luft, 
 Which flrctchcd to thcyr feruant«,daughtcrs,wiucs, 
 Euen wht .e his luftfull eye, or fauage heart 
 Without controll hfted to make his prey: 
 Nay for a ncedc tbusfarrc, come nccrc my perfon. 
 Tell them, when that my mother went with childc 
 Of that vnfatiatc Edward; noble Yorke 
 My princely father then had warrcs in Frauncc» 
 And by iuft computation of the tytnc 
 Foundjthat the ilTuc was not his begot. 
 Which well appeared in his lineaments. 
 Being nothing like the noble Duke my father; 
 But touch this fparingly as it were farrc ofFj 
 Bccaufc you know* my Lord, my mother hues. 
 
ef Rtchaird tht ^hird. 
 
 intki Fcare not, my Lordj lie play fhc Oratoij 
 As if rhe golden fee for which 1 plcadc 
 Were for my felfc. 
 
 do. Ityou thriuc welljbringthcm toBaynardscaniCj 
 Where you fhall finde me wclTaccompanycd, 
 W)'th reuercnd fathcrsand well learned Bifhops. 
 
 Bhc. Abcutfhrccorfourcaclockelookrohearc 
 What news Gui Idhal I afFordcth^and (b my Lord tarewell ,^ 
 gIo. Now Willi in to take (bmepriuy order, Exit Bite. 
 To draw the brats of Clarence outol fight. 
 And to giuc noticci that no manerof pcrfon 
 At any tyme haue rccourfc vnto the Princes. Sxit, 
 
 Enter a Scri/tenf^r'ttithd paper in his hand. 
 Thisisthcindidlmcntof thcgood Lord Hartings, 
 Which in a fcthand faircly isengrofit, 
 That it may be this day read ouct in Paules: 
 And markc how well the fequele hangs together, 
 Eleucn houres 1 fpent to wryte it oucr, 
 ■ForyclT-ernight by Carcsby wajitbrought mr, 
 Theprctidcnt was fiill as-Ionga doyng, 
 And yet within thcfc fiue hcui eslmed Lord HafUno-?, 
 Vntayntcd, vncxamined, free, at liberty; 
 Hccresagood world, the while. Why whocsfo groflc 
 That fires notthis palpable dcuicc? 
 Yet whocs Co blindc but fayes he fees it not? 
 Bad is the world, and all will come to naupht, 
 When fuch bad dealiag mufl be fenc in thought. Ixi( 
 Enter G/oceJJer at one doorc, Bnckln^ham at another, 
 do: How now my Lcrd, whatfay the Cittizcns? 
 Buc. Now by the holy mitlierofour Lord, 
 The Citirensa'e miimme, and fpeakc nota word. 
 Glo. Toticht you the baOardy of cdwarvis children ? 
 £«f^ I did, wyth the infatiategrecdinelTcof his dcfircs^ 
 Hrs tyranny for trifles, his owncbaftardy. 
 As bcyng got, your father then in Frauncc: 
 Withall I did inferre your lineaments, 
 Bey ng the nghfldea otyour farher. 
 Both in yourfcrmcand noblcncfTc ofminde. 
 
 Laid 
 
The Tragedy 
 
 Laid open all your \i£lorics in Scotland: 
 Your difcipiinc in warrc,\wifcdomc in peace: 
 Your bounty,vcrtue,falre humility: 
 Indccdc left nothing fitting for the purpofc 
 Viitouchtjor (leightly handled in difcourfc: 
 And when mine oratory grew to an cndc. 
 I bid them that did loue their countries good» 
 Cric, God fauc Richardj EngUnds royall King, 
 do. Aanddidrhcyfo? 
 Buc. Nofb Godhclpcmc, 
 But like d'jmbc Hatucs or breathing floncs, 
 Gazdc each on other and lookt deadly pale: 
 Whichwhcnl faw.l reprehended them. 
 And askr the Maior, what meant this wilful! filcnce? 
 His anfwere was, the people were not wont 
 To be fpokc to, but by the Recorder. 
 Then he was vrgdc to tell my talc againc: 
 Thus,raith|the Duke^ thus hath the Duke inferd: 
 But nothing fpakc in warrant from himfelfe: 
 When he had done,(bme followers of mine ownc 
 At the lower end of the Hal ! , hurld vp their caps. 
 And fome ten voices cried, God (auc King Richard. 
 Thankes louing Cittizcns and fricndsquoth T , 
 This gcnerallapplaufe and louingfhoure. 
 Argues your wifcdomcs andyourloue to Richard: 
 And fo brake ofFand came away, 
 
 olo. What tonglcf^e blockes were they» would they not 
 Buc. No by my troth my Lo: (fpeakeJ 
 
 do. Will nottheMaiorthen,andhisbrcthrencorac. 
 Gh- The Maior is here at hand,and intend (brae fc^ire* 
 Benot fpokcn withalUbut with mightyfviitc; 
 And lookc you get a praierbooke in your hand. 
 And ftand betwixt two churchmen good my Lo: 
 For on that ground He build a holy dcfcant; 
 Be not eafily wonne to our requeft: 
 Play the maidcs part, fay no, but take it. 
 
 gIo. Fcarenotmc.ifthoucanftplcadeafwcU fbrthctn, 
 A J I can fay nay to thee, for my fclfe? 
 
 No 
 
cf Richard the third. 
 No doubt wee Ic bring it to a happtc iflue. 
 Bnck^^ You flial fee what I can do.get you vp to the \^6s.Ex>t, 
 Now my L. Maior,I dance attendance hcare, 
 I thinke the Duke will not befpokc withalL Etittr CtUctby, 
 Here corns his leruant.- how now C Meshy what (aies he« 
 
 Catef. My Lord, he doth intreatyour grace 
 To vifit him to morrow or next daicj 
 He is within with two right reucrcnd fathers, 
 Diuinely bcntto mediution. 
 And in no worldjy fuitc woui d he be mou'd. 
 To draw him from his holy cxcrc jfc. 
 
 Bntki RetumcgoodCortxijvtothyLordagaine, 
 Tell him my feire,thc Maioc and Cittiz-ens, 
 In dcepc dcligncsand matters of greatmoment, 
 Noleflc importingthenourgencrallgood, 
 Arc come to hauc fome conference with his grace. 
 
 Catef. He tell him what you fay my Lord. Sxit. 
 
 Buck. A ha my Lord this prince is not an Edward : 
 He is not lulling ona lewd day bed, 
 But on his knees at meditation: 
 Not dalyJng with a brace of Curtizans, 
 But me dilating with two deepc Diuincs* 
 Not fleeping to ingroffe his idle body, 
 6utprayingtoii\rich his watchful! foulc. 
 Happy were pngland,would this gracious ptince 
 Take on himfelfc thefoucrainty thereon, 
 But furc 1 feare we (hall neuer winne him to it. 
 
 Maior. M any God forbid his grace (hould fay vs nay. 
 
 Bucl^. IfearenewiljhownowCatesby, EnttrCatif, 
 WbatlaicsyourLord/" 
 
 Cattf. My Lo.he wonders to what end, you haue ailcDlblcd 
 Such troupes of Cittizens to fpcake withhim^ 
 His grace not being wamd thereofbcforc, 
 My Lord,hc fearesyou meane no good to him , 
 
 Buc\, Sorric I am my noble Cofcn (hould 
 Sufped me that I meane no good to him. 
 Byheauen IcomeinpcrfedllQuetohim, 
 And fo once more retunie and tell his grace: Exit Citti hy, 
 
 H When 
 
the TfMgedy 
 When hollte and deuout religious men. 
 Arc athciv beadsjtis hard to draw them thence. 
 So fwect is zealous contemplation. 
 
 Enter Richmth two bifhofs a hfle. 
 
 MaitK Sccwhcrcheflandsbetwecntwoclcfgiemcn. 
 
 Bucl^. Two propsofvcttucforachrillian Prince, 
 Toftaic him from thcfaliofvanitie, 
 Famous Plantaganetjmolt gracious prince, 
 Lend fauorable caresto ourrequcft, 
 And pardon vsthe interruption 
 Ofthy deuotion and rightChriftjan zeale. 
 
 Glo. My Lord,thcrc needs no fuch apologie, 
 I rather do befccch you pardon me. 
 Who earneftin the fcniice of my God, 
 Ncglca the viGution of my friends, 
 But Icauing this,what is your graces pleafure? 
 
 Buck^ Eucn that I hope which plcafctU God aboue. 
 And all good men ofthis vngouemcd lie, 
 
 Gh. /do fufpca I haue done feme ofttnce. 
 That fecmcsdi/graciousin theCirties eies. 
 And thatyou come to rcprcliend my ignorance. 
 
 Bjtcy. You haue my Lord, would it plealcyour grace 
 Atourcntreaticsroamcndthatfault. 
 
 Gh, ElCe wherefore breath Una Chriftian land/ 
 
 ■B«f <[. Then know it isyourfault thatyou rcfignc 
 The fupreame featjthe throne maiefticall. 
 The (ceptred office ofyouraunccftors, 
 Thclineallglorie ofyour ixjiall houfe, 
 To the corruption ofa blcmifhft ftoc Ve: 
 Wfulft in themildneffe ofyour fleepie thoughts, 
 Which here we waken to our countries good, 
 This noble He doth want her proper limbcs, 
 Her face dcfidt with feats ofinfamie, 
 Andalmoft (houldrcdin thefwallowing gulph 
 
 Ofblindforgetfidnefleanddarkeobliuion, 
 Which to recure we hartiiy folicit, 
 
 Yourgratiousfeifeto take onyou thcfoueraingtie thereof 
 NotasProtcaorficwordfubftirute, ^ ' 
 
 Or 
 
of Richdrdthe third' 
 Or lowlie failor for a nothcrs gaine: 
 But as fucceflluelie (torn bloud to bloud, 
 Yourtightofbirth,your Empcricjyour ownc 
 For this conforted with the Citizens 
 Your verie worOiipfoll and louing (rinds^ 
 And by their vehement inlVigation, 
 In this iuQiiiitc come I to moue your grace. 
 
 Glo, 1 know not whether to depart in filcncc. 
 Or bittcrlie to fpeaiic inyourreproofe, 
 Beft fittcth my degree oryourcondition: 
 Your loue dclcrues my thanks,but my defcit 
 Vnmeritabic fliunesyour high requeft, 
 Firft if all obftaclcs were cut awaic, 
 And that my path werceuentothc crown. 
 As my ripe reucncwand dew by birth, 
 'Yet fb much is my poucrty ofipirit. 
 So mightie and fo many my dcfeiU, 
 Asl had rather hide me from my greatnes, 
 Becing a Barketo brooke no mighdc (ea. 
 Then in my greatnes couetto be hid, 
 And in the vapour of my glorie fmotherd: 
 But God be thanked there's no need of me, 
 AndmuchI needto helpeyou ifnecd were, 
 The roiall tree hath left vs roiall fruit. 
 Which mellowed by the ftealing houres of time. 
 Will well become the feat of maieftic, 
 And make no d oubt vs happle by his raigne, 
 Onhim I laiewhat you would laieonmc; 
 The right and fortune ofhis happieftau, 
 WhichGod defend that I lliould wring from him, 
 
 Buiki My lord,this argues confciencein your grace, 
 But the refpefts thereof arc nice and triuiall. 
 All circumftanccs well confidered: 
 You iaie that Edward is your brothers (banc. 
 So laic we to.butnot by Edwards v\ifej 
 For firft he was contraclto lady Lutj^ 
 Your mother Hues awitncfle tothat vowe, 
 And a^erwardby fubftitutebetiotbcd 
 
 H.i To 
 
*rh4! Tragedy 
 
 To Ben^ fiftwtothe king ofFrauncc, 
 
 Theft both put by a poore petitioner 
 
 A cart • ctard modier of a nissny children, 
 
 A beauty-watningand diitreflea widow, 
 
 Euen in the aftcraoone ofhcrbcfV dates 
 
 Made prife and prchafeofhis iu(ifuU eye, 
 
 Seduc t the pitch aad height ofal histhoughts, 
 
 To bafe dcclenHon and loadid btgamie. 
 
 By her in his vnlaw&ii bed he got. 
 
 This Edward whom our manerstermethe ptince. 
 
 More bittcrlie could lexpofVuIate, 
 
 Saue that foe reuerence to (bme auue 
 
 I giue a fparing limit to my tongue.' 
 
 Tnengoodmy Lord^takctoyourroyalllclfe, 
 
 This proffered benefit ofdignitic: 
 
 If not to ble(3evs and the land withall. 
 
 Yet to draw outyourroyall ftocke. 
 
 From the corrupdon ofabufing time, 
 
 Vnto a lineall true deriued courfe. 
 
 Mator, Do good my Lord youtCittiiensentrcat you. 
 Citef O make theniioifiill grant their law^fuite. 
 Gh. A la$,why would you heape dieie cares on me, 
 I am vnfitforftate and d^nitie, 
 I do befeechyou take it notamilfe, 
 I cannot nor I will notyeeld to you- 
 
 Bdck^. Ifyou tefufe it as in loue and leale, 
 Loath to depofe the child your brothers (bnne, 
 As well we know your tendemcs of heart. 
 And gentle kind effeminate remorfe, 
 Whicn wee haue noted in you to your kin, 
 Andegallie indeed to all eflates, 
 Yet whether you acceptour fuireor no, 
 Your brothers Ibnne (nail neuerraigne our king, 
 But we will plant fome other in the thioane, 
 To the diigrace and downfall of your houfe: 
 And in this refolut'ion here we leaue you. 
 Come Ci tizcns, rounds ilc intrcat no more. 
 Gle, O do notfweare my Lord cfBuckngham. 
 
 Cittesby 
 
of Richard the third. 
 
 Ctitef. Call them againc, my lord, and accept their futc, 
 
 uifio. Doc, eocd my lord, leaft all the land do rew it. 
 
 gi». Would you inforcc mc to a world of care : 
 Well, caJlthem againe,Iamnotmadcofftones, 
 But penetrable to your kind intreates. 
 Albeit againft my confcicnce and my (bulc. 
 Coofin oTBuckineham ,and you (age grauc men j 
 Sinceyou will buckle fortune on my batkc, 
 To bcarcher burthen whether I will or no, 
 I muflhauepaciencetoindure the lode, 
 But ifblacke fcand ale or (bule-fac^ rcproch 
 Attend the fequell ofyour imposition. 
 Your mecre inforcement lliaH acquittance mec 
 Fromall thcimpurcblotsand ftainesthcrcof, 
 For God he knowes, aod you may partly fee, 
 How&rre I am from the defire thereo f. 
 
 Mufor. God blefle your grace, we (ce it, and will fay it. 
 
 (//«. Infayinglb^yourhallbutfaythetruth. 
 
 BMckj Then I falute you with this kingly title: 
 Long Hue Richatd, Euglands royall king. 
 
 (jM^ycr. Amen. 
 
 Buc}^ To morrow will it pleafe you tobe ctown'd. 
 
 QU. Euen when you will, lince you will haue it fo. 
 
 BtKki To morrow then we will actend your grace. 
 
 (^lo, Come,letvstoourholytaske againc.* 
 Farewel good coofine, farwel gentle friends. BxtMnt. 
 
 Enter Qttee. mttber, Ducbefe tf Torkf, LM*rtjuts Dcrfity Mf 
 
 entdoere^DucheffeofGloccii./Uantthtrdtort. 
 
 Dtich. Who meetsvsheere, my neece Plantagcnet ? 
 
 j^. Sifter well met, whether awalefofaft? 
 
 BMch. No farther then the Tower, and as I gheffe 
 Vpon the like deuotion as your (elues, 
 Togratulatethc tender Pnnces there. 
 
 Qu. Kind fiftcr thanks,wcelc enteral togiiher, Enter 
 And in good time here the Lieutenant comes. LittftenAnt. 
 M. Lieutenant, pray you by yourleaue. 
 How feres the Prince ? 
 
 Ueu. Wcl Madam, and inhealdi,butby your Icaue, 
 
 H3 I 
 
TheTugedie 
 
 I may not (ufFctyouto yifite him, 
 Thekinghathftcughtlie charged the conttartCi 
 
 Qh^ The King? vvhie,whofc that? 
 
 Lien. 1 crie you mcrcic, I meane the Lord prateAor. 
 J^. The Lord proted him ftom that Kin^ie title: 
 Hath he fct boundes bctwfact their loue and me.- 
 I am their mother,\ivho fhould keepc tne from them? 
 D^,yir. I am tbeirFatheis,Mother, I wiD ftethem. 
 
 Duch.glo. Their auntlam in law,in loue their mother; 
 Then fearc not thou, He beare thy blame, 
 And take thy ofHcefiom thee on my perill. 
 
 LitH. I doe befeech your gracesall to pardon me: 
 / am bound by oath, I may not doe it. ^nttr L.StMla. 
 
 $tm$. Letmebutmeeteyou Ladies an houte hence, 
 And He falute your grace ofVorke, as Mother.- 
 And reuerente looker on, oftwo faire Queenes. 
 Come Madam.you muft go with me to Weftminfter, 
 Thereto be crowned, RichardsroyallQaeene. 
 
 J^. O cut my lace in funder^that my pent heat^ 
 May Haue (bme (cope to beate, or etfe I found, 
 Widi this dead killingnewes. 
 
 Dor, Madam,hauecomfbrt,howfairsyourgrace^ 
 
 Qgi, ODoiietfpeake not to me,g^ thee hence, 
 Death and dcftrudion doggcthee attbe heeleSj 
 Thy Mothers name is ominous to children, 
 Iftnou wilt outftrip death,go ciofle the iea$, 
 And ItuewithlUchmofldjfrom the teach ofhell. 
 Go hie diee, hie theefiom thisflaughter houfe. 
 Lead thou incteafe the number of tnedead, 
 
 And make me diethethtail of Margarets cuifl^ 
 Nor Mother,Wiie,notEt^ands counted Qyeene. 
 
 StM$, Fullofwifecareisttusyourcounfell Madam, 
 Take all thefwift aduantage of the time. 
 You (hall haue lettets ftomitie to my ibnne, 
 Tomeeteyouontheway,andwelcomeyoi^ 
 Be not tane tardic, byTHwile delaie; 
 
 Dtid).yor, OilldtfpernnewindeofmKep^ 
 my accuifed wombc, the Bed ofdcath) 
 
 ACeca- 
 
vfniebtrd the third. 
 
 A Caeatrice haft theu bat^ to the worMj 
 Whole Tiuuoiclecl ^e ismurthcrout. 
 
 &m. Come Ma<uni,1 in aH haft was Qtrtt, 
 
 DMch. Andlinallvnwiilingneswillga, 
 IwouldtoGod thartheinclumie verge, 
 Ofgddeamcttall thatmuft round my bnme, 
 Vvete red hocte Oeeleto (care me to die brainc^ 
 Amiointcd let me be with deadlie poyCon, 
 And die,ere men can (ay,God laue the Qtieene. 
 
 j^. AIaspoo(eroule,Ienuienotthyglorie> 
 Tofeedemy humorjWinirhylel&noharme. 
 
 Duch.glo. No.when he that is my husband iioWj 
 Came to me asl ibllowed Henries cour(e> 
 When fcarfe the bloud was well vrafht fiomhbhandes, 
 Which ifliied from my other angel husband^ 
 And that dead faint, which then,I weeping foUovyed, 
 O, when 1 fayjl lookt on Richatds face, 
 This wasn^wiftijbediou quoth laccui(l« 
 For making me ib young, fo olde a widow^ 
 And when thou wedft> let fbrrow haunt thy bed, 
 And be thy wife^if any beib madde, 
 Asnulerablcby the death of thee. 
 As thou haft mademeby my deateLordesdeatb, 
 Loe, care lean repeatethiscur(c againe, 
 Euen in (b (hort a (pace, my womans hart, 
 Groflelie grewe captiue to nishonic wordes, 
 And prou'd the fubie(Se ofmy owne fbulescurie, 
 which euer fince hath kept my eyes from fleepe^ 
 For neuer yet^ one houre in hisbed, 
 Haue /enioyed the golden dew of fleep^ 
 Buthaue bene waked by bis timerous dreamer 
 Bend«s,he hates me for my father Warwicke, 
 And will no doubt, (horttie bend o(me. 
 
 Qsh Alaspoore (bole, /pittie thy complaints. 
 Ducb.gla. No moredienftommyfoule/moumcibryouis. 
 
 JDar. Farewell, thou wofuU wclcomcr of gloric. 
 
 Ducb.gio, Adewpoorcfoulc,thoutakftdiyleaueoftt 
 
 Dmjot.Go thoM to Richmond^andgcodfbrtuneguidethee. 
 
 Goe 
 
TheTragedie 
 Go thoutoRichard^nd good Angels gardcthce, 
 Go thou to fatifluaric, good thoughts poffcffe thee, 
 I to my grauc where peace and ifrt lie with mc, 
 Eightic oddcycarcsof forrow hauc 1 fcene. 
 And each hourcs ioy wracki wirfi a wccke oftecne. 
 
 The Trumpets f(>ufid,Enter Richard crotvnd.Buckpfg' 
 ham.Catesby mth other NohUs. 
 King Stand al apart. Coolin of Buckingham, 
 Glue methy hand .• I^f' f" ^fcendeth 
 
 Thus high by thy aduicc <"^' thront. 
 
 And thy affiflanccisking Richard feated.* 
 But Hiai we wcarc thefe nonours for a day ? 
 Orfhallthcy laft,andwercloicc in them. 
 
 Bhc. Stil hue they , and for cuer may they laft. 
 
 KingRi. O Buckingham.novv do Iplaiethetouch, 
 To trie ifthou be currant gold indeed .• 
 Young Edwaidliues : thinkc now what 1 would fay. 
 
 Buc. Saie on my gracious foucraigne. 
 
 K'tHg Whie Buckingham, 1 faie 1 would be king. 
 
 Bue. Whie fo you are my thrice renowned liege. 
 
 King Ha : am I king ? tis (bjbuc Edward liues, 
 
 Buc. Trueiioble prince. 
 
 King O bitter conlcquence, 
 ThatEdward flil fhould liue true noble prince. 
 Coofin, thou vvert not wont to be (b dul : 
 Shal I be plaine :• I wifti tne bafkards dead, 
 And I would haueitfuddcniie performde, 
 Whatfaift thou .'fpcakc fuddenlic,bebriefc. 
 
 Buc. Your grace may doc your pleafure. 
 
 King Tutjtut, thou art all ycc.thy kindncflc frcczeth, 
 Saie, hauc I thy confcnt that tncy fhal die ? 
 
 Bhc. Giueme(bmcbreath,fomelittlepau(eray lord. 
 Before I pofitiueliefpcake herein : 
 I wil refolue your grace immcdiatlie. Exit. 
 
 Catef. The king is angrie, fee, he bites the lip. 
 
 King I wil conuerfc with iron witted fooles 
 And vnrcfpe^iue boies, none are for me 
 That looke into me vvith conHderace ties ; 
 
 Boy. 
 
ef Richard the third. 
 
 Boy, high reaching Buckingham growcs circumfpcft. 
 
 Bay, My Lord. 
 
 King. Knowft thou not any whom corrupting gold 
 Wouldtemptvntoa clofc exploit of death. 
 
 5#y. Mylord.l know a discontented gentleman, 
 
 Whofe humble meanes match not his haughrie mind^ 
 Gould were as gosd as rwcntic Oiators, 
 And will no doubttcmpt him to any thing. 
 
 King. What is his name. 
 
 Boy, HisnamcmyLordisTirrell. 
 
 King. Go call him hitherprcfentlic. 
 The decpe tcuoluingwitrie Buckingham, 
 No more fhall be the neighbour to my counfell, 
 Hath he fo long held out with me vntirdc 
 And flops he nowc forbreath? EnterDarhy, 
 
 How nowjwhat necwes with you? 
 
 Darfy, MyLordjIhearetheManqucsDorlct 
 Isfled to Richmond,tntho/eparCes beyond the (cas wbetche 
 abides. 
 
 King. Catesby. Cat. My Lord. 
 
 Kiffg. Rumor it abroad 
 That Anne my wife is ficke and like to die, 
 I will take ordcr^r her keeping dofe: 
 Enquire me out fomemeanebornegentleman, 
 Whom Iwillmarrie fhaightlo Clarence daughter. 
 The boy i&&olj(li,and I feure not him: 
 Looke how thou dreamft : I lay againegiue out 
 That Anncmy wife isfickeandlikcto die, 
 Aboutit^forit ftandsmc much vpon 
 
 To flop a 11 hopes whofe growth may damadge me, 
 I muft be mai rled to rny brothers daughter} 
 Or el/e my kingdome ftandson bride glaflc, 
 Murthcr her brothets.,and then martie her, 
 Vncertainc waie of gaine,but lam in 
 Sofirin bloud chatwinevvillpluckeonfin, 
 Teare feUingpittie dwels not in this cie. Enter Ttrrtl. 
 
 Isthynamefirrill? 
 7jr. lames lirrell and your moft obedient fubic6t 
 
 I l^ing. 
 
The Tragedy 
 
 King Alt thou indeed? 
 Ttr. (Proueme tny gracious (bueraigne, 
 King Datftthou rcfoluc to kill a fiiend of mine? 
 Ttr, ItnyLordjbutlhadratherkilltwocncmies. 
 King Whythcrethouhaftittwo decpe enemies, 
 Foestomyrcft,andniy Iweet flcepesdifturbs. 
 Are dicy that I would hauc thee dcalc vpon; 
 Tirrel I meane thofc baftards in the tower. 
 
 Ttr. Let mchaueopenmeanesto come to them, 
 And fooneile rid you fiom the fearc ofthem. 
 
 King Thou fingfKvvcctmuficke.CorachidierT'frr*/, 
 Goby thattoken,rife and lend thine eare, he wijpers in hij e/trt, 
 TTsnomorebutfo/aic is it done, 
 And I will loue thee and prefer rhee too. 
 Tir. Tis done my gracious lord. 
 
 Kng Shal wc heare fiom thee Tirreletcyic (leeplEntcr Bne. 
 Ttr. Ye fhall my lord, 
 
 Biut{. My lordjl haue confidered in my mind^ 
 The late demand thatyou did found me in. 
 i:?w^WelI,let that paflCjDorfet is fled toRlchmond. 
 Buck^ I heare that ne wes ray lord. 
 King Stanley he is your wifes (bnncs.Wcl looke to it. 
 Buckt Mylord,lcIaimeyourgift,mydcwbyproniife, 
 For which your honor and yourraith ispawnd, 
 ThcEarledome ofHcrford and die moueables. 
 The which you promifcd I fhould pofleffe. 
 
 King Sttmlij looke to your wifejifihe conuay 
 Letters toRichmond you fhall anfwcreit. 
 Bitckt Whatfaiesyourhighnestomyiuftderaand. 
 Kmg As I remember,Henrie the fixt 
 Did propheciethat Richmond ihould be king, 
 When Richmond was a little peeuifh boy: 
 Akingperhapsjperhaps, Bucki My lord. 
 
 Ktng How chance the prophet could not at that time, 
 Hauetoldme Ibeingby,thatl fhould killhim. 
 ^«ci^ My lord,your promifc for the Earlcdomc 
 King RichmondjWhcnlaftlwasatExeter, 
 The iKmx. in curtcHe fhowd me the CaHlc^ 
 
 Aod 
 
cfRichardthe third. 
 
 And called it Rugc-nK>unt,at which name I ftarted* 
 Becauiea Bard of Ireland told meonce 
 I ftiould not Hue loagaftcr Ifaw Richmond. 
 
 ^wJl^.Mylord. 
 
 Km. I,what$aclockc? 
 
 Bnck^. I am thus bdd to put your grace in mind 
 Of what you promifd me. 
 
 Ktnf. Weljbatwhatsadocke? 
 
 Bufk^ Vpon the ftroke often. 
 
 King. WelUetitftrike, 
 5«i^.Whiclctitftrike.' 
 
 King. Becaulethatlikeaiackethoukccpfttheftrokc 
 Betwixt dty be^ng and my meditation, 
 lam not in the giuing vaine to day. 
 
 Buck^ Whie then rcfoUie me whether you wil or no? 
 
 ■^/«j.Tut,tut,thoutroubIeftme,Iainnotinthcvaia. Sxif. 
 "Buck. Isitcuenfojiewardfthemytrueferuicc 
 With fucii decpe contempt^madc /him kingfor this? 
 O letme thinkeon Ifafftngsiod begone 
 To Brecnock while my featefuU head is on. Exit, 
 
 Enter Sh-FraitcieTirrtU. 
 
 Tjr. The tyrranous and bloudie deed is done. 
 The moft arch- aft ofpitteous maflacre, 
 That cueryct thisland wasguiltico^ 
 Dighton and Forrcfl whom I did fubwoe, 
 To do this ruthles pcece ofbutcherie, 
 Although diey were flcflitvillainSjbloudie dogs, 
 Melting with tcndemcs and kind coBmaCfion, 
 Weotllkc two children in their deadis lad ftories- 
 LothusquothDightonlaiethofetcndcrbabis, 
 Thus thus quoth Foneft girdling on another, 
 Within their innocent alabJafter armes, 
 Theirlips were fbure red Rofcson a ftalkc. 
 Which intheir fummerbeautiekift each odier, 
 Aborfceofpraierson tfteirpilbwlaic, 
 Whichonce quothForreftalmoft changdmv tniiKL 
 But6theDiucllthcirthevillaineftopt, ^ 
 
 WhilftDightonthustoIdonwcfmothcred 
 
 la The 
 
The tnoftreplenifticdfweetMJOrkc ofnaiure, 
 Thatftointne prime creation euer he iramal, 
 Thus both ate gone with confcience and temorfc, 
 Tliey could not (peake and fo I led them both, 
 Tobringthistidingstothebloudieking. Enter KtJ^ifbdrJ. 
 And here he comes,alI haile my fouetaigne leJge. 
 Kin£. Kind 7'inell am I happie in tl^ nevves. 
 Tyr. Iftohauedone the thingyou ^uein charge, 
 Beget your happineile,be happie then 
 For it is done ray Lord. 
 
 King. Butdidftthoufee them dead.' 
 Tir. I did my Lord. 
 King. And buried gentle r»rr«i/? 
 Tir. TheChaplaineofthetowerhathburiedthem, 
 But how or in what place Ido not know. 
 
 Ttr. Come to me 77rr*/ (bone at after (upper. 
 And diou (halt tell theptocefleoftheitdeath, 
 Meane time but thinke how I may do thee good. 
 And be inheritor of thy defire, ffxit TirrtL 
 
 Farcwel til (bone. 
 
 7lie (bnne of Qarc ncc haue T pent vp clo(c. 
 His daughter meanclie haue I matcht ill manage, 
 The (bnnes ofEdward fleepe in Abrahams boiome, 
 And Anne my wife hath bid the worid godnight. 
 No w for I know the Brittaine Richmond aimet 
 Atyoung Elizabeth, mybrochcr&daughter. 
 And by that knot lookes proudly ore die crowne. 
 To her I go a iollie thriuing wooer, Etittr Cdtuby. 
 
 Cm. My Lord. 
 
 King. Good newesorbad that thou comfl in fobluntlyf 
 (^uttf. Bad newcs my lord,£/)' is fled to Ridimond^ 
 An d Buckingham back with the bardie Welchmen, 
 Isinrhe(ield,and (hllhispowerincrealeth. 
 
 King^. Ely withRichmond troubles memore nearc 
 Then Buckingham and his ralhleuied armie: 
 Come Ihaue neard thatfearefiil commenting, 
 It leaden feruitourto dull delude, 
 Delaic Jcades impotent and fhaile*pact beggerie, 
 Thenliene expedition be my wingt 
 
 /oues 
 
tfR'schM'd the third. 
 
 loues Mercuric and Heiald for a king .• 
 
 Come miifter men, my counfaile is my fhield, 
 
 Wemuft be briefe whentraitoribcauetheficld. €xtimt. 
 Enter Quutit LMarg^retJoU. 
 
 QjMar. So now profperidc begins to mellow 
 
 And drop into the rotten mouth ofDeatht 
 
 Here in the(c confines flilie hauc I lurict, 
 
 To watch thcwainingofminc aducrfaries ; 
 
 A dire indudion am i witneflc to. 
 
 And wil toFraunce,bopingthe consequence 
 
 Wilpioouea$bitter,bIackcand tragical. 
 
 Withdraw thee wretched Maigare t, who comes here ? 
 Enter the QH^Mdthe DutchefeofTtrkg, 
 
 Qm. Ah my young princes, ah my tender babes ] 
 My vnblownc flowers, new appearing fwcetii, 
 /fyet your gentle foulcs fli e in the 4y re 
 And be not fixi in doome perpetual, 
 Houerabout me with your aierie winges, 
 And heareyourmothcrslamentatbn. 
 
 Qm. OUar. Houer jbout her, faie that rightfortigh^ 
 Hath dimdyourin&ntmomc,to aged night. 
 
 J2ua. Wilt thou,0 God, fl ieftom fuch gentle lambes. 
 And throw them in the intrailes of the Wolfe / 
 When didft thou flecpe when fuch a deed was done ? 
 -Qi^iw. When hohcH^rn dicd,and my fwect fonnc. 
 
 nmb. BIind%ht,deadnfe,poorcmortal fiuingghoft, 
 Wocsfceanc,worIds(hamc,graucsdue by life vfufpt. 
 RcflthyvnrcftonEnglandslawfulcarth, 
 ViJawfulIiemadednmkewith innocents bloud. 
 
 Qif. OthatthouwouUftafwelafFoordaeiaue. 
 AsthoucanftvecldamelanchoUefeate, 
 Then would /hide my bones, notrcft them here : 
 U who hath anie caule tomourne but /! 
 
 l^wi'. Somanicmifcrieshauecratd my voice 
 Thatn^vvoe-weariedtoong ismuteanddumbe. 
 Edward PIanugenet,whieartthou dead ? 
 
 ^.M4r.7tancienifonowbcraoftrcucrent, 
 Gjucnunedicbenefiteofr^noric, 
 
 'i And 
 
TheTrsgetUe 
 And letmywoesftowne on thetpperhand, 
 If fonow can adcnitte ibcictie, 
 Tell oueryouc woes againe by tcwiug-mincs 
 / had an £dward, dl a Richard kild nim: 
 1 had aRichard, bli a Ricard kild hlnv 
 Thou hadft an Edward,till a Richard kild liim: 
 Thouhadft aRichardjtill a Richard kildhim. 
 
 Dncb. /had aRichardto, and thou didftldllhim: 
 /had a Rudand tx>, thou hopft to kill him* 
 
 Qu^M^ir. Thou hadft a Clarence to, and Richard kild hitn: 
 From forth the kenndl of thy wombe hath crept, 
 
 A hel-hound (hat doedi hunt vsall to deathj 
 ThatdoggCjthathad histeeth befinc his eyes, 
 T« worrie lambes.and lap their gendeblouds. 
 
 That fbule de&cer ofGods handic worke. 
 
 Thy vTombe let loof^to chafe vs to oar graues, 
 
 O vpiightjiuft.and true difpo(ing God, 
 
 How doe /thanke thee, that this carnal cutre, 
 
 Praies en the ifllie ofhis motheisbodie, 
 
 And makesherpue&Uow with othetsmone. 
 Diidi. O^Hatrieswi&striumph.iotinmy'woes, 
 
 God witnesvrithme,1haue wept fer thine. 
 QH.<>M4r. Beare with me,/ am hungrie (or reuenge, 
 
 And now /doieme wi^ behokBngit, 
 
 Thy Edward,he is dead,d)at ftabdmy Edward^ 
 
 Thy other Edward dead,toquittcinv Edward, 
 
 Yong Yotke,he is but boote becauieboth they 
 
 Match not die hi|^ pedci^onofmylofle. 
 
 Thy Clarencehe is dead^thatkild rm Edward, 
 
 And the befaoldeisoftbistra^jcke plaie, 
 
 The adulterate Haflings^Riixn,yaughan,Gtay, 
 
 Vhdmclie fmothied in their du^ gpiues, 
 
 Richard yes, liuesjhelsblackeintellieencer^ 
 
 Onely roetued theirfa^tortobuie ioules, 
 
 And tend diem thether,butat hand at handed 
 
 enfues his piteous, and mntded end, 
 
 Eardi gapcs,hcll bume%fiendcs roaie,(aintcs ptai^ 
 
 To haue nimiiiddenly conuded awsnri 
 
 CtaeeU 
 
tfMitd the third. 
 
 Cancdl hisbond oflife^deflKGodTprs^^ 
 That I may liue to fa^.the dog is dead. 
 
 S^, O thou didftprophecic the time would come, 
 That / (hould wKhfortheetohelpeme curffe, 
 Thatbotteld {pider,that&uiebunch-backttoade. 
 
 QnJ^Mr. /cald thee then, vainc flcoriCh ofmyfoitune. 
 /caldthcethen,poove{hadow,paintcd Queene, 
 The prefentation oi^ but what /was, 
 The flattering /ndez of a direful! p^^eant. 
 One heaued a high,to be hurld downe belowe, 
 Amotheronelie,mocktwirfi two fwcetcbabes, 
 A dccame of which thou weit a breath, a bubblcj 
 A figpe of dignitie^ a gatidi flagge , 
 To be the aimeofeuetie dangerous (hoc, 
 A Queene in ieaft onelie to fill the (ceaue. 
 Where is thy husband now,where be thy brodicts? 
 Whcrearcdiy children, wherein doeftthouioyef 
 Who fues to wee/ind criesGod (aue the Queens? 
 Where be the bending peetesdiatflattered diee? 
 Where be the thronging troopes that foHowcd dice? 
 dcdincall this, and we what now thou art. 
 For happic wi^, a mod diftreiled widow, 
 iE^}rioyhiIlMother,onethat wailesdic name. 
 For Queene, a vcrie caitiue ciownd with care. 
 For one being fiied to, one that humblie (lies, 
 Foronecommaundingall, obcycdofnonc^ 
 For one that (comd at me, now fcomd of me, 
 Tlius hath the courfe of iuftice whe'eld about;. 
 And left thee but, a vcric praie to dmc, 
 Hauingno more,but thought of whatthou wei^ 
 7b torture thee the more, being what thou art. 
 Thou didft vfiirpe my placcand doeft thou not, 
 Viurpe the iuft proportion of my fbnow, 
 Now thy proud ncckcjbeares halfe my burthened yoke. 
 From which,cuen her^I flippe my wearie necke. 
 And leaue the burthen of it all on thee : 
 Farewell Yotke$ wife j and Queene ofladmiichance. 
 Theft EngUfli woes, will make mc fmilc in France. 
 
The trageitie 
 Qjt^ O thou welsldid in curies, ftaic a while. 
 
 And teach me how to curfe mine enemies. 
 Qu^ Mar. Fotbeate to flcepc the roghis,ancl &ft the dales. 
 
 Compare dead happinefle with liuing woe, 
 
 Thinke that thybabes were &ireithen they weic, 
 
 And hcthatflcw them fouler then he is, 
 
 Bettring thy lode makes the bad caufer wocfe, 
 
 Reuoluing this,wil teach thee how to cutfe. 
 J^. My words are dul,0 quicken them with thine, 
 Q^JUtar, Thy woes wil make them (harp,& pierce like mine. 
 D».Why(hou!dcaIamitiebefulofwords? Exit CMar. 
 Qtf. Windie attumie^s to-your Ghent woes, 
 
 A erie (ucceedens of inte(Ute ioies, 
 
 Poorebreathing Orators ofmiferic^ 
 
 Let them haue ^ope, though what dkey do impart, 
 
 Helpc not at al, yet do they eaft the hart. 
 
 Dttoh. /{(bjthenbenottoong-tide.gowithme, 
 
 And in the breath ofbitter words lets imotber 
 
 My damned fonne,which thy two fweet fons (mothcrd, 
 7 hcare his dram,be copious in exclaimes. 
 
 Efittr K. Rkbdntmm-ch/ig TritbDrrnntHit 
 
 KiH^ Who interceptsmy expedition? 
 
 Ducb. A {he,tfaatmightbaueintercepted thee 
 By ftranglingtbce in her accuried wombe, 
 From al the (laughters wretch, thatdiou haft done. 
 
 j^ Hidft thou thatibtehnd with a golden crowne 
 Where (hould be eiauen,ifthat right wete njght. 
 The daughter of the Prince that owed that Crowne, 
 And the dire death ofmy two fonnes, and brothers ; 
 Tel rae diouyillaine flaue, where are my children ? 
 
 'Dmh, Thou rode, thou todcjwherc isthybrother Clarence? 
 And little Ned Plantagenet, his fonne ? 
 
 ^ Where is kin<rH;8to»«,7(^i,^*»/A<w,^r^? 
 
 King Afloim(htruropet$,2trUcealanimdrummes, 
 Let not die heaucnsheare thcle teUule women 
 Rsule on the Lords annointed. Strike /faie. Tbttmmpets 
 Eidia beptietitj aadintreacme&ite. 
 
ef Richard the third. 
 Or with the clamorus report of war: 
 Thus will 1 drowncyourcxclainations, 
 
 2)«. Art thou my (on? 
 
 Kwg. Ij/ chanlvc God,my father and your (elfc, 
 
 D». Then patiently here my impatience. 
 
 King- Madam I hauc a touch ofyour condition , 
 Which cannot brooke the accent oFrcproofc. 
 
 X>A(. f will be mild and gentle in my fpeach. 
 
 King. And bricfe good mother for lam in haft, 
 
 Dk. Art thou fo haftie / haue ftaid for thee, 
 God knowesin anguifh,paine andagonie. 
 
 King- And came I not at laft tocomfortyou? 
 
 Dh, No by the holic roodc thou knowft it well, 
 Thou camft on earth to make the earth my hell, 
 A grcuous burthen was thy berth tome, 
 Tcchieand waiwardwasthyinfancie. 
 Thy fchocle-daiesfrightfuljdefpei'ate,wiId,and furious. 
 Thy prime of manhood,daring,boId and venturous. 
 Thy age confinned,proud,ruDtile,bloudie,trcchcrouij 
 What comfertabJe houre canft thou name 
 That euer grac't me in thy companie? 
 
 Kiig, Faith none but Humphrey bourc.thatcald your grace 
 Tobreakeiaftoncc fbithofmy com panic, 
 Ifl be fb di (gracious in your fignt, 
 Let me march on,and notofFcndyourgrace, 
 
 Diu O hcare mclpeakcforl fhal neucr fee thcc mote, 
 
 King. Comc,comc, you art too bitter. 
 
 Du. Either thou wilt die by Gods iuft ordinance, 
 Eeare fiom this war thou tumc a conqueror. 
 Or Iwithgriefeandextreame agefhallperifh, 
 And neuerlooVevpon thy face againc. 
 Therefore take with thee my moftheauycutfc. 
 Which in the dale of battaile tire thee more 
 Then all the compleat armor that thou wearft, 
 My praicrs on the aduerle partie fight, 
 And there the little foules ofEd wards children, 
 Whifpcr the (pirits ofchine enemies. 
 And proraife them (uccefle and viitoric, 
 
 K bloudie 
 
The Trdgedy 
 
 Bloudie thou ait>bloudie wilbethy end, 
 Sharaeretuettl^Ii&^^nd doth thydcath attend. ^k, 
 
 Qu. Tlwi^hfar more caulc.yct much leiTefpiiitto curfe 
 i^iSesin me,iraie Amen toall. 
 King. Stale Maddamjmuft fpeakea wotd with you, 
 Qu. /haueoo moe ftmncsofrhc royallbloud, 
 For thee tomurtherfbr my daughters Richard, 
 They fhalbe praying nunncsnot weeping Queencs, 
 Antf therefore leuelTnot to hit their Hues. 
 
 King Yau haue a daughter cald Elizabeth, 
 Vertuous and (aite^roialland gracious. 
 
 Qh. And muft(he die for this? O let her liue! 
 And ile corrupt her mancrs^aine her beautic. 
 Slander my fclfe as fid (e to Edwards bed 
 Throw ouer her the vale onnfamie. 
 So (he may Hue vnskard from bleeding (laughter, 
 I will coniefle (he was not Ed wards (Htughter. 
 Ktitg Wrongnotherbirth,(heisofroiallbloud, 
 Qjt^ Tofauenerlite^ilefaiefheisnotro. 
 Kh^ Her lite is on]ic(afe(t in hir birth, 
 
 jCJ*. And onlie in that (afctie died her brothers. i 
 
 King Loattheirbirthsgood (tars wereoppolite, | 
 
 Qm^ No to their Hues bad frirndswere contrarie, I 
 
 JC»«f All vnauoided is the doome ofdeftinie, f 
 
 i2«i True when auoidcd grace makes deftinie. 
 
 My babes were deftinde to a fa irer death, 
 
 /f grace had bicft thee with afairerlifis. (armcs 
 
 Kmg Madam^rothriue/u] my dangerous attempt ofnoftile 
 
 As/intend more good toyou and yours, 
 
 Then eucryou oryourswercby me wrongd. 
 
 ^. What good is couerd with rhe face ofheauen. 
 To be difcouerd that can do me good, 
 
 King The aduancement ofyour ch ildren mightie Ladie. 
 S^. Vptofome fcafibld.theretoloofc their heads, 
 Kmg No to the dignitieand height ofhonor, 
 Thehigh imperial tipe ofthis earths glorie. 
 j^ Flatter my forrowcs with report ofit. 
 Tell mc what (late^what dignicie^what honor? 
 
 Canll 
 
efRiehMfdthe third. 
 
 Canft thou demire to anie child ofitune. 
 
 JCi/fg. Eucn all 1 haue,yea and my iclfe andall. 
 Will I withal endow achad ofthine. 
 So in the Lethe of diyangric foule. 
 Thou drown thcfadd remciribtanceofthorc wrong* 
 Which thou fuppoftft I hauc done to thee. 
 
 Qm. Be brietejicaft that the procefle of diy kindnes, 
 Ls^Iongcr telling tlicn thy kindnes doe. ^^ 
 
 Ktng. Tlienknowthatfrom my ibule I loue thydau^itet, 
 Qu^ My daughtersmotherthinkcs it withherloulc. 
 Kttti. Whatdovouthinkcf 
 j^. 7'hat thou doft loue my daughtcr&om thy feuk, 
 So from thy (bulesloue didft tnou loue hcrbiothers, 
 And from my haiw loue I do thanke thee forit. 
 
 iG/;^.Bcnotfohaftieto confound my meaning, 
 /meane that with myfoulelloue thy daughter, 
 AndmeanetomakeherQucencofEngland. 
 
 CIk. Sale thcn,who doft thou meane (hal be her long? 
 Xttig. EucnhethatmakcsherQucen,wholho«Id beelfc? 
 ^Whatthouf 
 
 Kingl cuenlfWhatthinkeyouoritMaddame? 
 j^rHow canft thou wooc her? 
 King That would I leame of you. 
 As one th«t are beft acquainted with her humor. 
 Sjif And wilt thou learn of me? 
 King Madam withal my hatti. 
 ^#. Sendtohetbythemanthatflewherbrothei^ 
 A paive ofbleeding harts thereon ingraue, 
 Edward and Yorke,thcn happelie (he wU weepe, 
 Therefore prefentto her as iomeo'met M argaret 
 Did to thy father,a handkercher fleept in Rudaodsbloud, 
 Aiidbidherdrieherwecpingdestherewithj 
 If [his inducement force her not to loue, 
 Sendhera ftorieofthy nobIea£b, 
 Tel hei thouniadft-awaie her Vncle Clarence, 
 HerVncie Rjueis,yea,andforheriake 
 Madft quicke conueiance with her good Aunt Anne, 
 King Come)COme,youmocl(c ine,thisisnotthevtaie- 
 
 K.a To 
 
The tngcdy 
 
 To win your daughter. 
 
 j^». There is no other wa:c '^- 
 
 Vnleticthou couldft put on fomeothcr fhapc. 
 And notbeRichard that hath done all this. 
 Km^ Infcrfairc Englands peace bv thisalliancc- 
 Qj(. Which flic fballpurchafe with rtill lafting war. 
 Ktn^ Saie that the king which may command intrcats. 
 Qjl, That at her hanc£ which the kings king forbids. 
 Ktȣ Saie fhc fhalbc a high and mightic Quccnc, 
 Qu^. Tbwailethctideashcrmotherdoth. 
 King Saielwillouehercuerlaftinglie. 
 Qh, Buthow long fhall that title eucrlaft, 
 Kii£ Sweetlicinforcc vntoherfairclyucs end, 
 Qj4^. But how long farely lliall her fweet life laft? 
 King So long asheauen and nature lengthens it. 
 t^. So long as hell and Ri chard likes ofit. 
 Kin^ Saie Iherfoucraign am herrubie6llouc. 
 jQ^H. But fhe your fubicft loaths fuch foueraintic. 
 Kirj^ Be eloquent in ray behalfe to her, 
 Qjt^. An honeft tale fpeedsbefl being plainlietold. 
 Ki»^ Then in plainctermestcll hcrmy louingtale. 
 Qji. Plaine and not honcft is to harfh a flilc, 
 Kiȣ Madame your rcafons are too (hallow & too quicke 
 (^u- O no my rcafons are to deepe and dead. 
 7'oodcepe and dead poore infants in their graue^ 
 Kin£ HarpenotonetnatftringMadamthatispaft. 
 ^. Harpe on it fHll fhall I till hartftriiigs breakc. 
 King Now by my GcorgCjmy Gaiter and my crown. 
 Qm. Prophandjdifhonerdjand the third vfurped. 
 Ki«£ Ifwcarebynothing. 
 iJu. By nothing,fbrthis is no oath, 
 The George prophand hath loft his holic honor, 
 TheGarterblcmifhtpawnd hisknightlie vcrtuc. 
 The crown vfurpt difgrac'c his kinglie dignitie, 
 Iffomething thou wilt fwearc to be belecude, 
 Swearc then by (omething that thou halt not wrongd. 
 X<«{ Nowbytheworld. 
 i2«. Tis fill ofthyfbulc wrongs. 
 
 Kin^ My 
 
0f Richard the third. 
 
 King. My Fathers death. 
 ^ Thy life hath that diflionord. 
 JGiTf. Thcnbymyfelfe. 
 Qm_ Thy fclfc thy felfr mifufcft. 
 King. WhiCjthcnbyGod. 
 Qtr, Gods wrong is mof^ of all, 
 If thou hadft ftard, to brcakc ats oath by him, 
 The vnitie the king my brother made, 
 Had not bene broken, nor ray brot'icrflainc. 
 If thou hadft fcard to breakc an oath by him, 
 ThccmperiaUmettaft circling now thy brow. 
 Had craft the tender temples of my childc. 
 And both the princes had bene brcathingheerc, 
 Which noWj two tender plaie - fellowes for duft, 
 Thy broken faith,hath made a praic forwotmcs, 
 King. By the lime to come. 
 Qu^. Thatthouhaftwrongdintimeorcpaft, 
 For 1 my felfe, haue manic teares to wa(h, 
 Hereafter time, for time, by the pft wrongd, 
 The children liuc, whole parents thou haft flaughterd, 
 Vngoucmd youth, to wailc it in their age. 
 The parents Hue, whole children thou haft butcherd, 
 Olde withered plantes^to waileit with their age, 
 Swcarc not by time to come/or that thou haft, 
 K£fufed,eare vfcdjby time mifufcd orepaft. 
 King. Ai 1 intend to prolper and repent. 
 So thriuc I in my dangerous attempt, 
 Ofhoftile armes, my felfe,my fclfe confound, 
 Dayeyecid me notthylight^nor night thy re^ 
 Be oppofite, all planets of good lucke. 
 To my proceedings, if with pure hcartes louc. 
 Immaculate dcuocion, holicthou^tes, 
 I tender not thy beauteous princelie daughter, 
 In her confiftcs my happines and thine. 
 Without her folio wes to this land and me, 
 To thee her fclfe, and manie a Chriftian foule, 
 Saddclb!ation/uine,and decaic, 
 It cannot be auoided but by this, 
 
 K, 3. It will 
 
TheTragedie 
 /t willtiot be avoidedbutthis.' 
 Therefore good mother ( I muft call you (b,) 
 Bethe atturney of my loue to her. 
 Pleadewhatl will be,not what Ihauebene, 
 Not by defertes, but what I will defcrue, 
 Vtgethe neccflitie and ftate of times, 
 And be not pietufh,fond in great de(ignes. 
 
 Qu^ Shall/bctcmptcdofthcdiuellthus. 
 
 King. I, if the diuell te mpt thee to doe good. 
 
 J^. Shall I forget my felfc, to be ray felfe. 
 
 King- I,if your felfes rnnembrance,wroiigyour felfc. 
 
 jQml But thou didft killmy children. 
 
 Kk^. Butinyourdaughters wombe,Ibuticd them, 
 Where in that ncf i of fpicctie they fhall breed, 
 Selfesof themfclues, to your rccomiiture. 
 
 Qtt. Shalll go wirmc my daughter to thy will. 
 
 King. AndbeahappiemQtherbythcdccde« 
 
 Qu, IgoCjWritctomevcriefhortlie. 
 
 Kingt BearehermytTueloueski(re,farewell. Exit. 
 
 Relenting foole, and uiallow changing woman. Enter Jia. 
 
 "Bm. My ^ciousSoueraigne on the wefteme coaft, 
 Rideth a puttTant N auie. To the {hore. 
 Throng manie doubtfoll hollow hatted (riendes, 
 Vnannd,and vntefolud to beate them backe: 
 Tbthought that Richmond is thciradmirall, 
 And there they hull, expedHne buttheaid^ 
 OrBuckingham,to welcome mem a (hore. 
 
 Kiw. Some light footefTiend,pofttotbe Duke ofNoifE 
 RatclSe thy ftlfe, or Cateltie, where is hec? 
 
 Cat. HcrcmyLord, 
 
 YjHg. FIietothcDidcc,poftthoutoSaIis6utie, 
 When thou comft there, duUvnmindfuH villaine, 
 Whic ftandft thou ftill ? and goeft not to the Duke. 
 
 Cat, FirrimightieSoueraignejIetmeknowyourminde, 
 What,fiom your grace, I (hall deliucr them. 
 
 Yang. O, true good Catelbie, bid him leuie ftraig]h^ 
 Thegrcate(tlhength and power hecan make^ 
 And meete me pidendic at SaUsburie, 
 
efRkhard the third. 
 
 JUt, What Is it your hiehnes pleafure, T (hall do at Salisbu* 
 
 K*»/. Whie^whatwouldftthoudocthctcbefbrelgoc? (ry, 
 
 Xnt, YourhighnestoIdmcKhouIdpoftbcfore. 
 
 Kift£. Mymindischanednr, my tnindeischang^. 
 How noWjWhat newcs withyou!' 
 
 Enter Dar^t, 
 
 Dor, None good my Lord,to pleaftyouwith the hearing, 
 Nornonefobadibutit may wellbctold. 
 
 Vii«g. Hoiday,a tiddle,nctther good.norbadt 
 Why docft thou txinnc /b many mile about, 
 When thou mairt tell thy talc a necter way. 
 Once more, what newes? 
 
 D«r. Richmond is on the Seas. 
 
 KiHg. There let him finke,and be the feason him, 
 White liuetd runnagate.what docth he there? 
 
 Dur. IknownotmigfitieSoueraignc,butbygueffe. 
 
 King. Well fir, as you guefle, as you guefle. 
 
 Dmt. SturdvpbyDor&,Buckir^ham,andEUe, 
 He makes for Eng|and,there to claime the crowne. 
 
 Kj'wg'. Is die chaire emptier is the fword vnlwaiedf 
 Is the King dead i the Empire vnpofleiV 
 What hcire of Yorke isthere aliue but we; 
 And who is EnglandsKingjbut great Yorkesheire,? 
 Then tell me, whatdoeth nevpon the (ea^ 
 
 Dtr, Vnleflieforthatmy liege, I cannot gueiTei) 
 
 King VnicfTe &rthat^he comestobeyour liege* 
 You cannot guelTe, wherefore the WeHnman comes, 
 Thou wilt reuolt,andflie to him /feare. , 
 
 Dmt. No mtghtic liege, therefbremifhuAme not. 
 
 Kmg Where is thy power then i to beate him backe^ 
 Where are thy tennants / and thy followers? 
 Arc they notnow vpon the Weftcme fliote? 
 Safe conducing, the rebclsfrom their fhips, 
 
 Dar, No my good Lord,my Aiendesarcinthe North. 
 
 King. Q)ld friends to Richard, whatdoediey inthcNordnf 
 When they (hould feruc,their Soueraiaie in the Weft. 
 
 Dar. They hauc not bin commauncled,mightie fbuerat^c. 
 Plcafe it your Maicftie to giuc mc leauc, 
 
 He mu- 
 
The trdgedic 
 He muftervpmyftiendcsandmcete your grace, 
 Where,and whattime,your Maieftiefhall plcafe. 
 
 King. I^Tjthou wouldctt be gone, to ioyrie with Richmond, 
 /will not truft you Sir. 
 
 Dor. MoftmiehticSoueraigne, 
 You hauc no caukto hold my mendfhip doubt(ull> 
 I neuer was,norncucr will befalfe. 
 
 Kin^, Wcll,go muftermcn,butheareyou^caucbchinde, 
 Yourfonnc George Stanlie, lookcyout faith be firmej 
 Or elfe, his heads afluranceis butfraile. 
 Dor, Sodealewithhim,as/prouctruetoyou. 
 
 EnttralAepnger, 
 Mcf, My gracious Soueraignc,now in Deuonlhire, 
 As 1 by friendes am well aduettiled^ 
 Sir Williatn Courtney.and the haughtie Prelate, 
 Bi(hop ofExceter,hisbrotherthere, 
 With manie mo confederates, are in armes. 
 Enter Mfthtr Mifenger. 
 iMef. MyLiege,inKenttheGuiItorde(aieinarmcs, 
 And eucric houre more competitors^ 
 Flocke to their aide,andftill their power increafeth. 
 Enter Miethtr CMejfenger. 
 Mef, My Lord,the armie ofthe D uke ofBuckingbam. 
 
 Hejlr^thhhn, 
 King, Out on you owlet,nothing but (bngs ofTdeath. 
 Take mat yntillthou bring me better newes. 
 
 Mef. Your grace miftakes^ the newes / bring is good^ 
 My newes it that by fudden floudj and (all ofwater^ 
 TneDukeofBuckinghamsarmieisdirpeTft and fcattetedj 
 And hehim(elfefled,noman knowes whether, 
 
 King. Olcrievoumerciejdidmil^ake, 
 Ratcl'^ reward him, fertheblow I g^ue him, 
 Hath any well aduifed friend giuen out, 
 Rewardes for him that brings in Buckingham. 
 Afef. Such proclamation hathbcnenudemylirge. 
 
 EwtermiotherMejJinger, 
 iJKef. Sir Thomas Louel, and Lord Marques Dorict, 
 Tisiaid ray Uege,arc vp in atmes^ 
 
 Yet 
 
ef Richard the third. 
 
 Yet this good comfort bring T to your grace, 
 
 The Brittainc nauic is difpetft, Richmond in Dorfhirc 
 
 Sent out a boate to askc them on the (here, 
 
 If they were his afllftants yea, or no: 
 
 Who anrwcrcd him, they came from Buckingham, 
 
 Vpon his pattic,he miftrufting them, 
 
 Hoirtfalc,and made away for Brittaine. 
 
 King. March on .march on^fince we arevpin annes, 
 /fnot to fight with forrcinc enemies, 
 Yet to beatc downe, thefe rebeb here at home. 
 Enter Cateflie. 
 Cut. My liegCjthe DukeoFBuckingham is taken, 
 Thats the beftncwes, that the £arlc ofRichmorud, 
 Is whh a mighde power lauded at Milford. 
 /scoldertidings,yctthcymul^betold. 
 
 King. Away towardcs Salisburie, while we reaCbnher^ 
 A roy^U battell might be wonnc and loft, 
 Some one ta ke order, Buckingham be broug^, 
 To SalisbutiCjthe reft march on with me. Sxemtt. 
 
 Entee 'D^rtie^Sir Chr^opher. 
 Dor. •TirChriftaphcr^teil Richmond thisftom me, 
 That in the fhe of this moft bloudie bore. 
 My fbnne Geo^ Stanlie is (ranckt vp in hold. 
 If I reuolt,ofFgoes young Georgeshead, 
 Thefeare ofthat,with holdes my prcfeot aide. 
 But tell me, where is princelie Richmond now? 
 Chriii. AtPembroke,oratHarferd-weftin Wales. 
 Ddr. Whatmenofnamere(brttohim. 
 S.Cbril}. Sir WalterHerben.a renowned fouldier, 
 SitGilbeit Talbot,Sir William Sunlie, 
 Oxfbrd,redoubted Pembroke,Sir lames Blunt, 
 Rce vp Thomas with a valiant ciew. 
 With many moe of noble fame and worth, 
 And towardes London they doe bend tlirir courfe, 
 Ifby the way, they bcnot taught withall. 
 
 JD<«r, RetoumevntottwLoRijCotnmendmetohiin, 
 Tell him,theQueene hath hatteUcconfented, 
 Helhall efpoufe Elizabeth her daug|btet, 
 
 L. Thefe 
 
The Tragedy 
 Thefc Icttets will refolue him of ray nrinde. 
 Farewell. Sxeirnt. 
 
 BKter Bf(cki»gha m to execution. 
 Buckj Will not king Richard let mc fpcakc with him. 
 Rat, Nomy Lord, thereforebc patient. 
 
 Buck. Haftings,andEd\wardschildren,Riucrs,Gray, 
 Holie king Hcnrie ^and thy fairc fonne Edward, 
 Vaughan,and allthathauc mifcarricd, 
 By underhand comipted,fouk iniuftice, 
 Itthatyour moodie difcontcnted Ibulcs, 
 Doc through the doudcs, behold this prcfcnthourc, 
 E uen for Tcuetige^ mocke ray dcftruiVion . 
 This is Alfoulcs day fcllowes,is it noL> ;; 
 
 Rat. It is my Lord. 
 
 Budt^ Whic then Alfoulcs day^is my bodicsdomerday; 
 This is die day .that in king Edwards time, 
 I wifht might fall on mejwhcn I was found, 
 Falfcto hischildren,or hiswiuesalUes; 
 This is the day,whcrein I wifht to fall, 
 By the fiilfc faithjofhim I truflcd moft: 
 Tliis, this Alfoulcsday, to my fcarcfiiU foulc. 
 Is the dctemiind refpit ofmy wrongs; 
 That high al-fcer, that I dallied with, 
 Hath tumd my fained prayer on ray hea<i 
 And giuen in earneft what /begd in icft. 
 Thus doeth he force the ivvordes ofwickcd men. 
 To turne their owne pointcs, on their Maifters bolbmc: 
 Now Margarets curfe, is fallen vpon my head, 
 When he quorh fhc,niall fplit thy hart with forrow. 
 Remember, M argarct wa s a Prophete {le. 
 Come firSjConuey me to theblockc ofiliame, 
 Wrong hath but wrong,and blame the dew ofblame. 
 J?»'*r RichmotidTpith drums Of/d trumpets. 
 
 Rich . Fellowes in armes, and my moft louing fticndcs, 
 Bruifd vnderncath the yoakcof tyrannic, 
 Thusfarre into the bowels of the land, 
 Haue we marcht on without impediment, 
 And hercrecciuc vve,fTom our Father Stanlie, 
 
 Lines 
 
■"■-'5^ 
 
 vfRichnrithe third. 
 Linesonaiie cotnfbit,anclincouragenient, 
 7lie wretchedtbloudie^and vfljrping bore. 
 That fpcild your (bmcr-ficldcs^nd ftuitfull rines, 
 -Swils your warrae bloud Hkc wafh^and makcshis trough^ 
 /nyourinbowcld bofomes,thisfeulefwin^ 
 Lies now euen in the center of this lie, 
 Nearetothc towncofLeyceftcraswc leame: 
 From Tamwoith thcther,isbut one dayes marchj 
 In Gods name cheerclieon, coim^ousfiiendes, 
 Torcapc theharuef^ofperpetuallpeac^ 
 By this one bloudietriafi ot{harpc warre. 
 
 I La, Eueriemansconfcicnceisathoulandlwordes, 
 To fight againftthat bloudie homicide. 
 a L». Idoubtnotbuthisfncndeswill flic toys. 
 3 Lo, HehathnofriendeSjbutwhoarefnendesforfcarc, 
 Which in his grcateft necdcwill fhrinke from him. 
 
 Rich. All for our vantege, then in Gods name march, 
 True hope isfwift, and flies with Swallowes wings, 
 Kings it make Gods,and meaner creatures kings. Exit. 
 
 EnterYii>igRichMrd,l^orfolke^R4tclijfe^ 
 Catejbiejx>/th ethers. 
 King. Here pitch our tentcs, euen here in Bofworthfield, 
 Whic, how now Catesbie, whie lookft thou fo bad. 
 C^t, My hart is ten times lighter then my lookes. 
 Kmg. Norflblke,comehether. 
 Norffolke, we muft haue knockes,ha.muft we not^ 
 Ncrf. We muftbothgiue,andtakc,mygraciousLord. 
 Kw^. Vpwrthmytentthere,herewillIfietonieht, 
 But wheretomorrow,well,allis oneforthat; 
 Whohathdifcriedthenumberofthefoc. 
 „^'^,,?«« " !"'"*" thoufand is theirgreateft number. 
 Kmg^ Whieour battalion treblesthataccount, 
 «^u l^'l ^^'"S* "ame isatowerofftrength. 
 Which they vpon the aduerfe partie want, 
 Vp with my tent thcre,valiant gentlemen. 
 Let vsfuruey the vantage of the field. 
 Call for fomc men of found dire^ion. 
 Lets want no difcipline,makc no delaic, 
 
 L » ' For 
 
TheJrAgedy 
 
 For Lordes, to morrow is a bufic day. Sxtunt, 
 
 EnttrRichmtnivrith the Lordts/jfC 
 Rich. The wearie fonnc hath made a golden fete. 
 And by the bright tracke ofhis fierie Carre, 
 Giues (ignall ofa goodlic day to morrow, 
 Where is Sir William Brandon, he (hall bcarc my ftandcrd, 
 The Earle ofPembroke keepe his regiment. 
 Good captainc Blunt,beare my good nightto him. 
 And by the (eccnd hourc in the mortung, 
 Defire the Earle to fee me in my tent. 
 Yet one thing more,good Blunt before thou gocR: 
 Where is Lord Stanlie quarterd,doen thou know. 
 
 Blunt. VnlefTe I haue miCUne his coulets much^ 
 Which well Torn afTur'dj/hauc not done, 
 Hisregimentjieshalfeamtleat leaft, 
 South ftom the mightie power of the king. 
 
 Rich, /fwithoutperrillitbcpoflible, 
 Good capuine Blunt bcarc my good night to him, 
 And giue him from me,this moft needenili (crowie. 
 Blttnt, Vpon my life mv Lord,1le vndettake it. 
 Rich. Farewell good Blum. 
 Giue me fome inke, and paper, in my tent, 
 I le draWe the fbrme^nd modle of our battel, 
 Limit each leader to his (euerall charge, 
 And part in iuft proportion our Analn^neth, 
 Come ,let vs confult vpon to morrowes bufines. 
 In tp our tent, the aire is raw e and cold. 
 
 Enter kjng RichariyNorf. Rutdiffe 
 C/ifefij0,&c. 
 K>tg. Whatisa docke. 
 Cat. It is fixe ofclocke, full fupper time. 
 King. I will not fup to night, giue meibme inke and paper, 
 What ? is my bcuer eaflerthen it was?, 
 And ail my armour laid intomy tent^ 
 C itf It is my Liege,and all thinges are in readines. 
 YJng. GoodNorfiblkejhie theeto thy charge, 
 Vfe careful! watch,chufe truftiecentinell. 
 Ntrf. /goemyLord. 
 
 Stun 
 
of Richard the third,. 
 
 King. Stur with the Laikcto morrow gentle Norffelke. 
 2\^r. I warrant you my Lord . 
 AT. vg. Catcsby. 
 Rm. Mybrd. 
 
 King. Send out a Purfiuant at acmes 
 To UimUyy regimcnt,bid him bring hisjpowcr 
 Before iun ri{ing,leafl' hi^ (bnne Gcorgf nili 
 Into the blind caue of eternal night 
 Fill me a bowie of wine^giue me a watch, 
 Saddle white Surreyibrtneiield to motcow. 
 Looke that my flauesbe found and nottooheauyRadiSe. 
 R. t. My lord. 
 
 King. Sawft thou the metancholie Lo Northutnberlandlf 
 Rat. Thomas the Earle of Surrey and himfelfe. 
 Much about cocldhut time,ftom troupe to troupe 
 Went through the army cheeringvp tnefeldiocs. 
 
 King. Solam(atisfied,giuemeabouleorwine, 
 Ihauc notthat alacrity offpirit 
 Nor chcerc ofmind that I was wont to haue: 
 Set it down. Is inkc and paper readyf 
 Rat. It is my lord. 
 
 King Bid my guard wauh^uemc. 
 Ratliffe about the mid of night come to ny tent 
 And helpc to a rme me; ieauc me I %. Sxit.RatUffe 
 
 Entir'DarbytoRiekmmiiHbittm. 
 Darfy. Fortuncandviaoriefttonthyhelme. 
 ^cA, Allcomfortthatthedarkeni^tcanafford, 
 Be to thv peribn noble fither m law, 
 Tel me howlares our louing mother? 
 ^ p«r. I by attutney blefle dice fiom thy mother. 
 Who praics continuaVlic forRichraondsgood, 
 Sornuchforthatthc fflenthouresftealeon, 
 And flakiedarkenelfc breakes within the eaft, 
 hJbricfe.for fo the feafen bids v« be; 
 Prepare diybattellearelieinthemorning, 
 Andputthyfcrtunetothearbitrement. 
 Otbloudtcfliokesand mortal ftaiing war. 
 I «8 1 may,that which I wolild/cannot, 
 
 L3 With 
 
The Tr age die 
 
 Wth bcftaduantagc will dc'cciuc the time, 
 And aide thee in this doubful fhocltcofarmes, 
 Butonthyfidclmay not be too forward, 
 Leafl being fecne thy brother tender George 
 Be executed in his fathers fight. 
 Farewel,thcleafurc and thcfearefiill time, 
 CutsofFthe ceremonious vowcs ofiouc, 
 And ample entcrchangeoffweet difcouifc, 
 Which fo long fundticd friends (hoiild dwclvpon, 
 God giuc vs leifure for thcfc rights ofiouc. 
 Once niorcadieWjbe valiant and fpeed well. 
 
 Rich, Good lordscondud him to his regiment; 
 Ik ftiiuc with troubled thoughts to take a nap, 
 Leaft leaden flumbcr pcife me downe to morrow, 
 When / (hould mount with wings ofviftoiie. 
 Once more good nightkind Lords and gcndcsncn, Sxur.t. 
 
 thou who fc Captainc I account my feitc, 
 Lookeonmy forces with a gracious cie; 
 Put in their hands thy brufing Irons of wrath, 
 T'hatthey may cru(n downcwitha heauicfeU, 
 The vfurping helmets of our aduerlatics. 
 Make vs thy miniftcrsofcha fiifement, 
 
 That we may prailc thcc in the vidlorie, 
 To thccldo commend mywatchfiill feule, 
 Eare /let fal the windowcs ofmine cies. 
 Sleeping and waking,oh defend me flill ! 
 
 Etftff the£hofl efyoMH^ Frmce Edward^ fome 
 , Hurry thtftxt^oRi. 
 
 - GhcfltoSi. Lctmefitheauieonthyfoufetomorrovy. 
 Thinke how thou flabftme in my prime of youth. 
 At 7eukesburie,di(paite therefore and die. 
 To 'B^ch, Be cheerful Richmond for the wronged fbules 
 Of Butchered princes fight in thy behalle, 
 KingHcnriesiffueRichmondcogifortsthee. 
 
 EtiterthegheSi of Henry the Jixt. 
 
 1 yheffte ^/. When /was mortallmyannointedbody. 
 By thee was punched fiill of deadlic holes, 
 
 Tninke on the tower and me dilpaircand die« 
 
 Hatrie 
 
of Richard the third. 
 
 Harrie the fixt bids thcc dilpaire and die. 
 
 To Rich. Vcrtuous and liolic be thou conqueror,. 
 Harrie that prophified thou (houldft be king. 
 Doth comfort thcc in thy flccpc liuc and florilh. 
 Eitter the Cfoafi of Clarence. 
 Gheft. Letmcfethcauicin thy foulc to morrow, 
 Ithat was wafhtto death withftlfome wine, 
 Poore Clarence by thy guile betra id to death: 
 Tomoirow in the battjfflc thinke on me, 
 And fall thy edgcles fword,di(paire and die, 
 ^Ti^'Kich. Thou ofipring ofthehouie ofLancefler, 
 The wrongedheircsofYotladoprayibr thee, 
 Good angels guard thy battaile hue and florith. 
 
 Enter thegbofts ofRiHerstCjray^aughm, 
 King Let me fit heauie in thy Ibuie to morrow, 
 Riuers that died at Pomfitt.difpaire and die, 
 GrAj. Thinke vpon Graie,and let thy foulc diljjairc. 
 V»uih. Thinke vpon Vaughan,and with guiltic fcarc. 
 Let fall thy launce.difpairc and die. 
 Aht Ri. Awake and thinke our wrongs in Richards bofomc, 
 Wel conquer him,awakeandwin the daic. 
 
 Enter the gbofls of the trvoyong TPrinces, 
 Ghoft to Ri, Dreanie on thy Coofensf mothered in the tower, 
 Let vs be lead within diy bofomc Richard, 
 And weigh thee down to niinc,{liamc,and death. 
 Thy Nephewesfoules bid thee difpaireand diCt 
 To Rich. Slccpc Richmond flcepe, in peace and wake in ioy. 
 Good angels guard thee from the bores annoy, 
 Liue and beget a happic race of kings, 
 Edwards vnhappiefonnes do bid thee florifh, 
 Enter the ghojf of HafliHgs, 
 Ckefl Bloudie and guiltie,guilti[ic awake. 
 And in a bloudie battaile endthy dales, 
 Thinke on lord Haftings, difpaire and die. 
 
 To Rich. Quiet vntroublcd fouIe,awakc,awake, 
 Arme,fight and conquerfor faire Engiandslakc. 
 D- L J . ^^i^f^ghoJiofLadjt^mehismfe, 
 Kichardthywife,thatwrctchedAnnethywife; 
 
 1-4 I That 
 
the trugeJie 
 
 7 hat neuci flept a quiet houre with thee, 
 Now fils thy fleepc with preturbations, 
 To morrow in the battailcthiake onmc. 
 And fiillthy cdgeles {word dcfpaite and die. 
 
 To Rich. T hou quictfoulc, flccpe tliou a quiet flccpe, 
 Drcame offiiccefleand happic vi6loric, 
 Thy aduerfarics wife doth praic for thcci 
 
 Enter the gtafl of Buckingham. 
 7I1C fitft was I that hclpt thee to^thc crown, 
 The laft waslthatfelttny tyrrannie, 
 O in the battaite thtnkc on Buckingham, 
 And die in terror ofthy giltinefle, 
 Dteatne on .dreame on,ofbIoudie deed s and death, 
 Fainting,derpairejderparingyeeldthy breath, 
 
 To K^h. I died for nope ercl could laid thee aid. 
 
 But cheare thyheart.ana be thou notdifinaid, 
 
 God uid good angels fight on Richmons fide. 
 
 And Richard fills in hei^t of all his pndc. 
 
 RicbardfturtethvpoMtofadreaii e. 
 King Ri. Giue me anotherhorre^bindypmy wounds, 
 
 Haue mercie lefu: foft,I didbutdteame, 
 
 O Coward conrcience,hovi doft thou afflift me? 
 
 The lights bume blewjitis now dead midnight^ 
 
 Cold reaiefiill dtopsftand on my tremblingnefh. 
 
 What do Ifeaie?my (eUeftheres none elfo by, 
 
 Richard loues Richaid,thatis I and I, 
 
 Is there a muttheter here? no. TesI am, 
 
 7henflie,whatfrom my ielie? great reafonwhief 
 
 Leaft/teuengp.NVhatmyieUeypon my {eU^ 
 
 Aladce /lpuemylelfe,\iiietefore?for awe good 
 
 Tnat I my ieUe haue done vnto my (elfe; 
 
 no,alasIratherhate royfelfe. 
 
 For hatduU deedes committed by my felfe, 
 
 1 am a villaine^yet / lie /am not, 
 
 Foole ofthy fdfeipeake welMbole do notBatterj 
 My confciencebath a thouiand (euccalltoi^ues. 
 And euerie tongue brings in a ieueral tale, 
 Andeuerie tale condemns me feta villaine, 
 
 Pettairie 
 
fffRichardthe third. 
 
 />eriune,periutie, in die higlicft degree^ 
 Munhctjfteme munhcr.in the dyreftdegtee, 
 All reuerall finnes^ll vitle in each degree^ 
 Throngto thebarK,ciyingaUguiltie,guiltie. 
 I (ha U aiipaire, there is no creature loues me. 
 And ifl die,no (bule will pitie me; 
 Andwherefore (hould they,{incethatTmyreKej 
 Finde in my (elfe«no pitie to my felfe. 
 Me thougjitthe fbules of all that I had murtheid, 
 Gimeto my tent,andeueryonedid threat. 
 Tomorrows vengeanceon the head ofRichard. 
 
 SuttrKarct^e, 
 
 Rm. MyLoid. 
 
 I<tng. Zoundes, who is there? 
 
 Ra, Ratdiffiyiiy Lord,tisI.the earlie village cocke. 
 Hath twile done iauitation to the mome> 
 Yourftiendesarevp, and buckle on theirarmor. 
 
 King. ORatclm^Ihauedreamd a fearefull dreamy 
 What thinkft thou jWill our ftiendes pcoue all truef 
 
 R^t. No doubt my Lord. 
 
 K/»f. ORatclifie,Ifeate,Iieare. 
 
 Rtt. Nay good my LoTd,be not afraid offhadowes. 
 
 King %tneApoMePaul,fliadowe8tonight, 
 Haue flroke more terror to the (bule ofRichard^ 
 Then can the fubftance often thouiand fouldiers, 
 Atraedinproo{e,andled by (hallow Richmond, 
 lis not yet neere day ,com^ go with me, 
 Vhder our tents Ileplaie the eafe dropper^ 
 To(eeifanymeaneto(hrinke6omme. Sxcunt, 
 
 Enter the Leriies to "^hmmd, 
 
 Lo. Good morrow Richmond. 
 
 'K^h, Crie mercie Lordes^and watcbfull gentlemen^ 
 That you haue tane a tardie fluggatd here. 
 
 Lo. HowhaueyoudeptmyLord? 
 
 Rich. Thefwecteflflcepe^andfeircftbodingdrcamcs, 
 That cuec critred inadrow(ichead, 
 Haue I (ince your depaturc had mvLordc^ 
 
 M. Me 
 
The Tragedy 
 MethoughtthcirlbuleSjwhofebodicsRichard raurthcrd, 
 Camcto my tcnt,and aied on viftorie, 
 /protnifcyoujinyfoule isverie/ocund, 
 /n the remembrance otTo taire a dreame. 
 How ferre intothemominBisit Lotdcs? 
 
 Lo. Vpontheftrokeoffoure. 
 
 JLich. Whie, then tistimc to aniic,and gue dirciJtion. 
 Hii oration to his foitldiers. 
 More then I haue (aid, louing councriemen. 
 The leafurc and inforccmcnt ofthe time, 
 Fbrbidsto dwell vpon, yet remcmbcrthis, 
 God, and our good caufcjiight vpon our fide. 
 The praicrs of holy Saints and wronged (bules. 
 Like high reard bulwarkes^fbnd bcrore our ^ccs, 
 Richard, exccptthofc whome we fight againft. 
 Had rather hauc vs winne, then him they &Uow>' 
 For.what is he they follow ? truelic gentlemen, 
 A bloudie citant,and a homicide. 
 One raifd in bloud, and onein b'oud eftabliflied. 
 One that made meancs to come by wh at he hath. 
 And flaughtered thofe,that were the meancs to hclpe him. 
 A bafe foule l^one,made precious by thefbile, 
 OfEnglands chaire, where he is falftly fet, 
 Onethat hatheuerbeneGodscnemie. 
 Then ifyou figjit ag^inR Gods encmie, 
 God will In iufKce, ward you as his fouldicrs, 
 /fyou doe fwcate to put a tyrant downe. 
 You flecpe in peace,the tyrant being flainc, 
 Ifyou doe fight againftyour countries foesj, 
 Your countries&t,{liail paie your painesdiebiie. 
 Ifyou doe fight in iafcgard ofyour wiues, 
 Your wiues mail welcome home die conquerois. 
 Ifyou doe fi-ec your children from the fword. 
 Your childrcns children quits it in youragc: 
 Then in the name of God and all thefe riehtes, 
 Aduaunce your ftandards^drawe your wiUing fwordes, 
 For me, the raunlbmc of my bold attempt, 
 Ihall be this could corps on the earths cold fecc 
 
 But 
 
ofR'tehardthe third. 
 
 But if I thriue, the gaine of my attempt, 
 The Icaft of you, fliall (hare his part thereof. 
 Sound dcummes and trumpctsboldlie^d cheerefuliic, 
 God,and Saint Gcoi^CjRichmond,andvidorie. 
 EftterKing Ricbard^t. ^e, 
 
 Ying. What (aid Northumberland, as touchingRichmond. 
 
 Rat. That he was ncucr trained vp in armcs. 
 
 King He faid the tmcth,and what faid Surrey then. 
 
 Rat, He fmiled and faid,the better fbt our purpo(e, 
 
 K;«/. He was in the right, and fo in decde it is: 
 Tell the clocke there. Thedock^ftriketh. 
 
 Giue me a calender,who faw the Sunnc to day? 
 
 Ri^. Not I my Lord. 
 
 Kiug. Then he difdaines to (hine/or by the bookc, 
 He iliould haue braud the Eaft an howcr agoc, 
 A blacked;^ will it beto (bme bodic Rat. 
 
 Rat. My Lord. 
 
 Kinr, The Siinnewill norbefcene to day, 
 Tlie SKiedoethftownc, and lowre vpon our armie, 
 I would thefedewictcarcswcrefiom the ground. 
 Not fhinc to day; whic.what isthat to vasi 
 More then to Richmond.fbr the felfc-famc heauen, 
 Tliatfrowncs on me, lookes fidlie vpon him. 
 enter Ntrffetks- 
 
 Ntrff. Armc, arrae, my Lord,the fi)c vaunts in the field, 
 
 YJtig, Come,buftle,bu(lle,capari(bnmy horlc, 
 Qill vp Lord Standlie.bid him bring his power, 
 I will leade forth, my (butdiersto the plaine^ 
 And thus my battaile (hall be ocderec . 
 Myfbrewarddiall bedrawen out all in length} 
 Confiftingequallic ofhorfc andfbote. 
 Our Archers (ball be placed in the Tma% 
 lohn, Duke ofNoifblkc, Thomas Earle ofSuirey, 
 (hall hauc the leading of thisfbote and hor(c, 
 Tliey thus dircfted, wc willfbllow, 
 In the matne battle, whole puiffancc on either Hde, 
 (hall be well winged with our chicftfthorft: 
 This, and Saint GeorgetobooteswhatthinkftthouNotflblkc? 
 
 M. z. Agood 
 
The Tragedf 
 
 Nor. A good dircdlion warlike fbueraignc, hefhnnthhim 
 
 This found / on my tent this morrang. Mfaper- 
 
 loclnofNorfolkebenotfibould^ 
 For Ditkonthy tmfieris bettj^htetidfculd. 
 King Athingdeuifedbythcenemic. 
 
 Go gentlemen cueij' man mto his charge, 
 
 Let not our babiing dreames af&ight our (buies: 
 
 Confcicnce is but a word that cowards v(c, 
 
 Deuiid at firft to keepe the fttoog in awe. 
 
 Out ftrong armes be our confcience fwordSjOUr law* 
 
 Match on,ioine brauelie,let vsto it pell meilj 
 
 Ifnettoheaueathen hand in hand to hell. 
 His Orntion t» his tirtfUj/. 
 
 Whatfhal/faic more tlienlhaueinferd? 
 
 Remember whom you are to cope withall, 
 
 A ibrt of Yagabonds,ra(cols and runawaies, 
 
 A fcum ofBiitcains and bafe lacl^ pefants, 
 
 Whom their orecloted country vomits forth, 
 To delperate aduentures and afTuid deArud^n, 
 
 You flcepine faft they bring to vou vnreft. 
 
 You hauinglandsand bleft witn beauteous wifes, 
 
 They wouw reflraine the one, diftaine the other. 
 
 And who doth lead them but apaltreyfellow/ 
 
 Long keot in Brittaine at our mothers coll, 
 
 A milkeu>pt,onethat neuer in his life 
 
 Felt fo much colde as ouet (hooes in fnow: 
 
 Lets whip thefe firagglers ore the (eas againe, 
 
 Lafh hence thefe ouerweening raesofmnce, 
 
 Thelefamifhtbe^erswearieoftneir liues. 
 
 Who but for dreaming on this fond exploit, 
 
 For want of means poore rats had hangd themfelues, 
 
 ffwe be conquered,let men conquer vs, 
 
 And not thefebaftatdBrittainswhom our&thers 
 
 Haue in their own land beaten bobd and tbumpt^ 
 
 And in record left them the heiresofdiame. 
 
 Shall rhefe enioy our lands^ie with our wiues? 
 
 Raui(h our daughtcrs,barke I hcarc their drum, 
 
 Fight gentlemen ofEngIand,fightboldyeomen, 
 
 Draw 
 
of Richard the third. 
 DTawaKhnsdrawyourammestothe head, 
 Spuryour proud hor(esbatd,andiidcinbIoud> 
 Amaze the welkin with your broken flaucs. 
 What faies lord Stanlcy,wJl he bring his power? 
 
 M [, Mylordjhe doth deny to come, 
 
 Ktng off with his (bnnc Georgeshead. 
 
 N»r. Mylordjtheenemieispaftthemailh, 
 After the battaile let George Stanley die. 
 
 King A thouland hartsare great within my boibme, 
 Aduance our ftandardsiifetvpon our foes, 
 Ourancient word ofcouraee fere faint George 
 Inlpirevs with the fpleene rffierie Dragon% 
 Vpon them vi6brie fits on our helmes. Exeunt. 
 
 Al0nm,txcurJfonsJS.ntir Cattshy. 
 
 OAtef. RercewmylordofNorffolke,rercew,refccw, 
 The king enafb more wonders then a man, 
 Daring an oppofitc to cuerie danger, 
 Hishorfe isflaine^and all onfbot he fights, 
 Seekingfor Richmond in the Aroat oMeatfc, 
 Rcfcew fiiirclord,orelfethe dale is loft. 
 Entir Richard. 
 
 King Ahorfe,ahorfe,mykinttdomefotahDrfc. 
 
 C^ef. Withdraw ngrlordjilehelpeyoutoahorfe. 
 
 King SlauelhauefetmylifevponacafL 
 And /will ftand the hazard of the die, 
 
 /thinkc there beftceRichmondsfn the field. 
 Rue hauel flaineto dale in ftead ofhim, 
 
 Ahorfe,ahorfe,mykingdomcforahorie» 
 
 ^l^itm,EnterR$chardmdRJchmcnd,theyfilht,Ricb*rdisnam 
 
 thmntraitbebigpmnded Enter Richmmifitt^byh^instbt 
 
 crapnejmtb other Loretsj(fre. 
 
 Ri. God and TOur arraes be piaifd viaoriousftcends. 
 The date is ours,the bloudic dog is dead. 
 
 Dat. CouragiousRichmond,weIhaftthouacquttthce» 
 Loehere tbislong vfurped roialtic. 
 From the dead temples ofthisbloudie wretch 
 Hauo I pluckt offto Prace thy browes wrthalt 
 Weareit,enioyit,and make much ofit. 
 
 But 
 
Tb^ trxgedie 
 
 Rich, GreatGodofheauenraieAmentoallj 
 But tell me,is yong George Sunlcy liuii^. 
 
 Ddtr. HeismyIord,andfafeinLcIceftertovvne, 
 Whether ifitplealcyou wemay nowwkhdrawvs. 
 
 Rich, Wliat men ofname are flainc on either fide ? 
 Join DtJtetf'I^orffolke^/aerLoriFmris^ 
 Reitrt Bndk^tkmy fir ftrlViUiMm BrMdon. 
 
 RitU. Intertheir bodiesasbecomethdr births, 
 Proclaimc a pardon tothefoldiersHed, 
 Tliat infubmifnon ^vill retume to vs. 
 And then as we hauetaoe the facrament, 
 We wiU vnite the white rofc and the red. 
 Smile heaucnvpon this ^ireconinnitior). 
 That longhauc frownd vpontheirenmitie, 
 What traitor hearts nw^d faies not Aincnf 
 England hath long been madde and fcacdher (el&j 
 Tine brother blindUe fhedthe brothen bloud, 
 Hk father rafhlie (laughterd his ownronne, 
 Thelbnne compeldbonbutclier tothefue. 
 All this demdea Yorke and Lancafier, 
 Deuided in their diie deuifion. 
 O now let Richmond and Elizabeth, 
 The true Hicceedeis ofeach loyall houle, 
 By Gods Aire ordinance coni(^ togetherj 
 Andlcttheirheires(Godiftbyvn]lbelb) 
 Enrich the time to come vvitn flnooth-fafte peace, 
 ^^^Ithfmilingplenaeand &ireprolperous daies, 
 Abtte the edge oftrahors MBcious Lord, 
 That would xeduce thele bloudy daiesagune, 
 Aad make poore England weepe in ftreamea ofbloud, 
 Let them not liueto tail this lands increale. 
 That would vnthneafen wound thbfaire lands peace, 
 Nowciuill wounds areftopt,peace liues againe, 
 That/he may long liue heaxe,God faie jimtn, 
 
 FINIS.